C106 The Lone Army

"Haha, kid, do you feel bad eating my palm?"

Mang Han saw the unnatural expression on Guxing's face and immediately asked with pride.

"Tch, apart from the tough skin, nothing else. "

"Hmph, arrogant brat. "

The black-faced Mang Han saw how much he was belittling him and immediately scoffed. At the same time, he blocked the other five people who wanted to attack and said seriously, "Don't attack first. Let me deal with this brat alone. "

"This. . . "

The five people immediately hesitated and could not help but look at the old man. When they saw the old man nod his head, they quickly retreated to the side.

"Haha, that's exactly what I wanted. "

Seeing this scene, Guxing felt delighted in his heart, but on the surface, he said provocatively, "Duel? With just you?"

The black-faced man immediately shook his head and said in puzzlement, " As your opponent, I really don't know what is the capital of your arrogance?"

"That depends on which aspect you are referring to. "

Guxing sneered. The long sword in his hand stabbed out silently. Immediately, a dazzling sword light attacked the face of the burly man.

"Usually, the external cultivators' bras are mostly under their armpits, Yang Acupoints, and other places. However, the eyes are also the most helpless of the external cultivators. Because of its special nature, it can only be weak. You should grasp this point well. Perhaps it will also be a turning point for you to turn defeat into victory. "

Guxing remembered her words and immediately concentrated all of his energy to attack the eyes of the burly man. After all, it was not easy to find the door, but the eyes could not be hidden. Moreover, his cultivation was far from being as good as his opponent's, but his opponent did not fear his sharp sword technique even though he had cultivated the Body Hardening Technique.

"Hmph, overestimating yourself!"

When the Mang Han saw Guxing's sword coming straight at him, he snorted in disdain. Then, he suddenly waved his hand and struck out with his palm. He tried to break Guxing's weapon with his iron palm. Unfortunately, he had underestimated Cann Yue's tenacity and the power of Guxing's attack.

"Tenth style of Ancient Chaotic Sword Arts, Lone Army Attack!"

Seeing that his sword had been firmly grasped by the Mang man, Guxing couldn't help but reveal a smile that showed that he had succeeded in his evil plan. He immediately shouted out loudly, and then his entire body began to spin crazily in the air. A shocking scene was immediately displayed in front of everyone's eyes.

This move originally carried Guxing's overbearing imposing manner of pressing forward with indomitable will. At this moment, coupled with the might of the rotation, it appeared even more extraordinary. In an instant, that black faced brute's iron palm, which was originally invulnerable to swords and spears, had been struck until it was riddled with scars.

The intense pain made him unconsciously let go of his hands. Guxing's sword did not slow down and stabbed into his chest. With a sound of Ci, Cann Yue bent in an incredible arc. Guxing also took the opportunity to use the elastic sword to flip out.

The black-faced man was forced back ten steps by Guxing's sword before he staggered to stabilize his body. He first looked at his chest, then slowly turned his eyes to his hands. He could not help but be stunned.

"My hand. . . Was injured. . . "

He muttered, as if he could not believe it. However, the scars on his palm and the heart-piercing pain told him that everything was real. He had no choice but to believe it.

"It's been ten years, this is the first time. . . "

He had been practicing hard qigong with his master since he was eight years old, and it had been twenty years since then. Ever since he had learned this hard qigong, no one with the same cultivation level as him had ever been able to hurt him. When he was eighteen years old, he had never been injured again. He had thought that this honor would continue, but today, it was broken by a junior whose cultivation level was far inferior to his.

When he thought of this, he couldn't help but sigh with emotion.

"What? This kind of level already makes you sigh?"

Guxing put the sword behind his back and said with a cold smile. "A Mid Period of Spirit Cultivating Stage's Body Hardening Technique expert, that's all. "

"Stinking brat, what did you say?"

The boorish man immediately went crazy and said: "Ah, ah, ah, you actually dare to look down on my strong-willed cultivation method, unforgivable, unforgivable!"

He had cultivated this cultivation technique since he was young, and it could be said that he had poured everything he had into it to cultivate it to such an extent. Inadvertently, he had long regarded this cultivation technique to be even more important than his own life, and now it was being looked down upon like this. He immediately flew into a rage as if his reverse scale had been touched. He roared madly and pounced over once more.

"It's been ten years. Ah Mang's character is still as impetuous as ever. It's truly hard to change his nature. "

Outside the arena, the old man looked at the Mang man's performance and shook his head. He sighed emotionally and said, "Forget it. Let him suffer a bit today. Perhaps he can still remember some things. "

"Oh? In that case, does that mean that the Lord doesn't think that Mang will win this battle?"

At this moment, a man holding a sword by the side heard the old man's emotional sigh. He couldn't help but say, "Lord, don't you think too highly of that kid? A Mang merely underestimated his opponent just now. That was why he was ambushed by that kid, and that sword strike was purely a fluke. It didn't mean anything at all. After all, his cultivation was comparable to A Mang's. It wasn't just a little bit inferior. If he were to use his true strength. . . That kid will definitely lose. "

"It's not that I overestimated that kid, it's that you guys are looking down on him too much. That sword is not as simple as you think. "

The old man sighed and said, "If we were to compare talent, none of us here would be a third of that kid's. However, as I said, talent can't replace strength. In the face of absolute strength, what's the use of having high talent? So this battle will definitely be won by Mang. Of course, it's necessary to suffer some hardship. "

After the old man finished speaking, he saw that his subordinate still had a doubtful expression. He could not help but smile meaningfully. Then, he did not care about him and slowly pulled his gaze back to the arena.

"That sword attack just now actually unleashed sword intent. Who exactly is this kid. . . "

The old man recalled Guxing. His mind was in a trance for a long time. Immediately, names kept flashing in his mind, but he eliminated them one by one.

"Forget it, let's not think about it anymore. No matter what kind of identity this kid has, since the Lord has already given the order to kill. . . Then he will only die. "

When he thought of his lord, the old man couldn't help but feel respect from the bottom of his heart. At the same time, he secretly became ruthless. As long as it was an order from his lord, then even if he had to drop his head and spill his blood, he still had to complete it.