"There are not many people in this world who can tie the game with the little monk, but you don't expect that you will break my finger with a sword. It seems that the little monk is not wrong in this trip." Azhi said excitedly. "Come again!"

Azhi is also a martial arts fanatic. Everyone around him was having a lot of fun seeing the two of them fighting back and forth.

Everyone was worried that Changle was not the match of the monk, only Duan Yu and Shouhu were full of confidence in Changle.

Changle can beat him within a hundred moves, but in order to understand Azhi's martial arts, Changle played with him for a while.

Every time Azhi felt that he was going to be better than Changle, he realized that he was a little worse than Changle. So he felt that he was only a little worse than Changle.

"Why don't you use that kind of punch?" Jiumozhi felt a little unhappy when he saw Changle always using some superficial punches in the world.

Although the superficial boxing techniques were burning in his hands, he still felt that it was not satisfactory.

"I want to play with you for a while, otherwise I'm afraid it will end too early." Changle said to him seriously.

"Arrogant! There are not many people in this world who can draw with the little monk, let alone those who are better than the little monk?" Azhi was furious. He felt that he was humiliated.

"You, you have been watching the sky for too long." Changle said to him seriously. "Come on, let you see the real sword technique in the world!"

After saying that, Changle used straight swords to make a sword, and slashed forward and shouted, "Sword Three·Kill the Tiger!"

As soon as this sword was released, Jiumozhi felt that he had become an extremely ferocious tiger, and he suddenly felt that his skills had improved greatly.

He said with a crazy smile, "Is this your sword technique? Although it is magical, it is terrible that it is used in the wrong place."

After saying that, he rushed over crazily, and Duan Yu said loudly, "Brother Zhao! Be careful."

Li Shouhu jumped in front of Changle and planned to block Jiumozhi for him, but Changle smiled and said, "If you don't become a tiger, how can you kill him?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Jiumozhi felt two figures appear behind him, one man and one woman.

A man is elegant and romantic, and he is upright in his sword spirit

A woman is beautiful and elegant, with a sword spirit cool and elegant

He knew that these two swords could not be resisted. If he did not regard himself as a tiger, he would have a method to crack it, but he regarded himself as an evil tiger.

Then these two swords cannot dodge!

"My life is over! But die under such a sword! The little monk has no regrets!" He smiled wildly and opened his eyes wide, looking at these two swords. Before he died, he wanted to take a good look at this sword move that was like the sword of the celestial being.

"You are also a fool, please save your life." Changle sighed and said.

This monk is not a bad person, he is actually a very pure guy. If he had not practiced the Yijin Jing and had become possessed by the devil and his temperament changed drastically, Duan Yu would not have absorbed his internal strength.

Finally, the sword energy of the two swords stood up on Jiumozhi's neck, and he felt his hair standing up all over his body. At this moment, he felt that he was really close to death.

People around me have never seen such swordsmanship, and they are fascinated by it.

Changle removed the sword energy, and Jiumozhi's legs became weak and he went to the ground. He clasped his hands together and muttered, "Amitabha!"

"Brother Zhao, you still said that you are not a god. How can you not a god with such a sword technique?" Duan Yu said with a big smile.

"You should practice kung fu too. You will be kidnapped by people at any time, and you will not be ashamed." Changle said without any worries.

Duan Yu smiled awkwardly and didn't say anything.

"I dare to ask the name of the young master. If it weren't for the young master today, this monk would probably not give up." Azhu looked at Changle and said, "If my young master comes in the future, we can report to my young master."

Abi's beautiful apricot-core eyes also secretly glanced at Changle.

"My name is Zhao Changle, I have seen it with your young master." Changle said to the two of them with a smile.

"Azhi? Are you not leaving yet? My sword didn't hurt you at all, okay?" Changle's dear looked at the monk.

"Who are you? How could there be such a sword technique in this world?" Jiumozhi asked with tears in his eyes.

He was originally a martial arts tycoon, and when he saw such swordsmanship, he was naturally filled with his mind.

"My Brother Zhao is not a person in the world, but I have seen him come from the world with my own eyes." Duan Yu said seriously.

"Okay!" Changle knocked Duan Yu.

"I'll just say it! I'll just say it!" Jiumozhi cried and laughed, and he suddenly fell to the ground at Changle.

"The little monk is not good at Buddhism in this life, but only martial arts. I am willing to follow the emperor and I just want to give me a glimpse of the peak of martial arts." Azhi said devoutly.

"Are you serious?" Changle asked curiously as he looked at the monk.

"Of course it's serious!" He nodded resolutely.

"That's OK." Changle also intended to help him.

"Immortals are above, please be worshiped by the little monk!" Jiumozhi knelt down and kowtowed to Changle three times, stood respectfully behind Changle.

"I'm leaving, you can practice boxing well." Changle said to the Shouhu with a smile.

He smiled brightly and nodded, "Brother Zhao, I will definitely practice martial arts well and will not let your expectations down!"

Seeing how serious he said, Changle was embarrassed to say that he had no expectations for him.

"Where are you? Go back to Dali or go shopping in the Central Plains?" Changle looked at Xiao Duan and asked. "I want to go to the Sixteen Prefectures of Yanyun."

Xiao Duan naturally didn't want to go back to Dali, so he finally came out. However, when Changle was going to Yanyun, he didn't want to go.

The picturesque Jiangnan is the most poetic and picturesque one can stop others.

"Brother Zhao, I want to stroll around Jiangnan." Duan Yu said with a smile.

"Okay." Changle nodded. This guy probably won't meet Wang Yuyan again.

I really want to tell him well and stop licking him.

After saying goodbye to everyone, Changle took Jiumozhi and left.

Along the way, Changle will give you some casual advice to Jiumozhi, and a few words will make Azhi feel that he has benefited a lot.

Now Changle calls him Azhi again, he is not as resistant as before.

The two of them went to a tea shop, sat down and had a cup of tea to rest, and the tea shop was cleaned up very clean.

The one who bought tea was an old man, and the guy who was in the hall was a young man with thick eyebrows and big eyes.

Changle and Jiumozhi sat down, and the young man ran over and said, "What are you drinking? We have the best Biluochun here, and we locals call it Xiangsharen."

"Then let's have a pot, and a few meat-and-vegetarian dishes." Changle said to him with a smile.

"Okay!" the young man shouted, "The fragrance is so good that one pot, two meats and two vegetables!"

"Thirteen! You guys are so quiet, I'm not deaf!" The boss's accent was a bit weird.

Changle glanced at him and saw the disguise on his face.

The tea came soon, and the green tea soup made Jiumozhi, who had been drinking black tea, dared not drink it.

Changle first took it under his nose and sniffed it gently, then raised his thumb and praised, "Good tea!"
Chapter completed!