Chapter 961 Trash, Use the Knife

"I have the sword skills book given by the big brother, and I am still afraid of your Wen Xiaojue?"

Xue Ziqian didn't say this sentence, but just repeated it silently.

"Speak out loud!" A sneer appeared on Wen Xiaojue's face.

A few months ago, Xue Ziqian was beaten like a dead dog by him, but today he started to go crazy again?

Why don't you say goodbye for three days, you should look at it with admiration, I am!

Wen Xiaojue thought about it, and the expression on his face became more and more disdainful.

"Brother Wen, come on!"

"Explode Xue Ziqian, the Star Picking Tower will win, and Senior Brother Wen will win!"

"Pick the stars with your hands, pick the flowers with your hands, Brother Wen crushed the Hundred Flowers Sect, and beat Xue Ziqian!"

"Brother Wen is mighty, let this trash Xue Ziqian taste the power of your lightning sword!"

Suddenly, bursts of noise erupted from the disciples of Zhaixinglou.

This battle is a key battle that is related to whether Zhaixinglou can continue to obtain the qualifications of the four sects. The disciples of Zhaixinglou who had been very quiet before couldn't help but start to cheer for Wen Xiaojue!

A smug smile appeared on the corner of Wen Xiaojue's mouth.

Clang!

With a wave of his hand, the lightning sword in his hand was unsheathed instantly!

Pointing at Xue Ziqian obliquely with the tip of the sword, Wen Xiaojue's proud voice sounded.

"Trash, draw your sword!"

His voice was full of disdain, anyone could hear it.

All the disciples of the Hundred Flowers Sect were furious when they heard this.

You, Wen Xiaojue, are too arrogant. After all, Senior Brother Xue is a core disciple of our Hundred Flowers Sect, yet you call him trash?

Xue Ziqian's eyes began to turn cold.

Everyone has a temper.

Although he Xue Ziqian has always been gentle, but Wen Xiaojue in front of him has already called him a waste in public, this is simply an insult to him!

It is tolerable, what is unbearable!

With a roar in his heart, the long knife in Xue Ziqian's hand was pulled out with a clang.

"In today's battle, I want to rectify my name, I want my Hundred Flowers Sect to rectify my name! I, Xue Ziqian, am not a waste, and the Hundred Flowers Sect is not a weakling!"

With the long knife in hand, Xue Ziqian's heart suddenly surged with pride.

"I'll give you three swords!"

Wen Xiaojue still didn't take Xue Ziqian seriously.

His expression was extremely proud, as if it didn't matter if he let you, a scum, do three tricks.

"Since that's the case, then I...you're welcome!"

You're welcome, and as soon as he said it, the long knife in Xue Ziqian's hand instantly slashed towards Wen Xiaojue.

chi chi!

A sharp piercing sound suddenly sounded.

The long knife pierced the sky, and the sound of piercing the sky turned into a sharp, ear-piercing long cry!

Woo!

The cold light flickered, the sound shook the sky, and it was invincible!

The long knife slashed down with a force of destruction!

Wen Xiaojue's pupils shrank violently.

This trash, when did he become so powerful?

"If I simply dodge his knife, I can't dodge it at all!"

With a flash of thought, Wen Xiaojue raised his hand, and the lightning sword in his hand went towards Xue Ziqian's long knife.

Ding!

The crisp sound of gold and iron clashing suddenly came out!

Xue Ziqian's knife was blocked!

However, two red clouds floated on Wen Xiaojue's face unconsciously.

He backtracked, and agreed to let the opponent make three moves, but he didn't expect that this was the first strike, and he was forced to use the sword!

The disciples of the various sects around were suddenly in an uproar.

"Wow, Wen Xiao broke his promise!"

"Shame on you, if you can't do it, don't talk big!"

"I didn't expect Xue Ziqian to force Wen Xiaojue to defend himself with his first strike. This is a good show!"

"I have a hunch, this match, Wen Xiao will never win easily!"