Mistress, I am a real gentleman

Seeing that Huang Rong won the second round, she was very happy.

At the same time, I am also grateful to Lin Pingzhi for saving Zhou Botong.

But this time, Lin Pingzhi also exposed his sword skills.

Ximen Chuuxue's eyes were full of enthusiasm, he wanted to compete with Lin Pingzhi.

Lin Pingzhi also knew that he couldn't hide the fact that he knew how to use swordsmanship.

After saving Zhou Botong, he was ready to go back.

"Wait." Jinlun Fawang called Lin Pingzhi to stop.

"What's the matter?" Lin Pingzhi looked at Jinlun Fawang.

Jinlun Fawang narrowed his eyes slightly, he wanted to fight Lin Pingzhi again.

"Are you the third person on stage?" Jinlun Fawang asked.

"No?" Lin Pingzhi shook his head.

After finishing speaking, he jumped back to the middle between Xiaolongnv and Ling Shuanghua.

With a sound of "clang", Lin Pingzhi retracted the sword into Xiao Longnu's scabbard.

Seeing Lin Pingzhi came back, Guo Fu immediately pulled Guo Xiang and whispered there.

"Xiang'er, did you see that Mr. Su's swordsmanship is so powerful!" Guo Fu said excitedly.

"I see, I see." Guo Xiang said hastily.

If she replied slowly, she might be annoyed to death by her sister Guo Fu.

Huang Rong took a look at Lin Ping, and thought that his swordsmanship is really so powerful, no wonder Ximen Chuuxue wants to fight him.

But the matter in front of us needs to be resolved as soon as possible.

It's game three.

"I don't know the third round, which one of you will come?" Huang Rong looked towards the Mongolian side, and she was sure of winning in her heart.

Jinlun Fawang looked at Huo Dou, and Huo Dou nodded.

"For the third round, I will play the battle." Jinlun Fawang walked to the middle.

Both Huo Dou and Daerba had smiles on their faces. They believed that as long as Jinlun Fawang appeared, they would be sure to win the next round.

"Who do you want to send out?" Jinlun Fawang glanced at Guo Jing and the others' faces one by one, but he was very disdainful towards them in his heart.

Huang Rong looked at Ximen Chuixue.

"Hero Ximen, it's up to you." Huang Rong said cautiously.

Ximen Chuuxue nodded and walked towards Jinlun Fawang step by step.

"Ximen! Come on, kill that wheel monster with one sword." Lu Xiaofeng cheered Ximen Chuixue up behind Ximen Chuuxue.

Jinlun Fawang looked at the cold Ximen Chuuxue, and thought to himself who is this Ximen?

Could it be Ximen Chuuxue?

"Who are you? Tell me your name." Jinlun Fawang asked.

"Ximen Chuuxue." Ximen Chuuxue said coldly.

Jinlun Fawang thought to himself that it really was him.

I heard that his swordsmanship is outstanding, and there are not many people in this world who can match his swordsmanship.

"I heard that you, Ximen Chuuxue, are very good at swordsmanship. Today, I want to see how you got it!" Jinlun Fawang said arrogantly.

Since his strength has improved further, Jinlun Fawang is very confident.

"Let's make a move." Ximen Chuuxue didn't talk nonsense.

The corner of Jinlun Fawang's mouth twitched a few times, he didn't expect Ximen Chuuxue to disregard him so much.

Lin Pingzhi was most concerned about this scene.

He has never seen Ximen Chuuxue's swordsmanship with his own eyes, since he promised to fight Ximen Chuuxue, he should take a look at his swordsmanship to be more at ease.

"Golden Wheel Fawang, right? Hurry up and make moves, otherwise you won't have the chance to make moves!" Lu Xiaofeng said sarcastically behind him.

Jinlun Fawang was already proud and arrogant, how could he endure such ridicule.

"Hmph! I see the real chapter under my hands." The King of the Golden Wheel waved his hands, and the two golden wheels flew directly towards Ximen Chuuxue.

Ximen Chuuxue raised his head slightly.

All of his eyes are sword intent.

In just a split second, everyone felt Ximen Chuuxue's monstrous sword intent.

"whispering sound!"

Ximen Chuuxue's sword rubbed violently against the scabbard, making a goosebump-like sound.

Lin Pingzhi knew that this was Ximen Chuuxue's sword drawing technique.

Just when Jinlun was about to hit Ximen Chuuxue.

Ximen Chuixue moved.

Then I saw the two golden wheels of the Golden Wheel Dharma King fall directly to the ground.

Lin Pingzhi clicked his tongue.

Such a fast sword.

Jinlun Fawang was astonished.

He didn't even see how Ximen Chuuxue cut off his golden wheel.

Everyone in the field was a little dazed.

what just happened?

When did Ximen Chuuxue get the sword?

Why didn't they see anything, and Jinlun Fawang's golden wheel was cut off?

Guo Jing narrowed his eyes slightly, he seemed to see something, but he didn't use a sword, so it was still hard to figure out if it was as he thought.

People in Mongolia did not expect Ximen Chuuxue to be so powerful.

A trace of fanaticism appeared in the eyes of the swordsman in black.

But the Blood Knife Patriarch and the others were thankful that they were not the one fighting Ximen Chuuxue.

Among the people present, only Lin Pingzhi saw it clearly.

I also understand.

Ximen Chuuxue struck out with a sword, and the two golden wheels of Jinlun Fawang were cut off by a single sword.

So fast, so precise sword.

Lin Pingzhi thought he could do it.

But there is no way to be as relaxed as Ximen Chuuxue.

What he cultivated was what Feng Qingyang said, while what Ximen Chuixue cultivated was soul.

In that one, Lin Pingzhi found that Ximen Chuuxue was integrated with the sword.

It seems that Ximen Chuuxue is the sword, and the sword is Ximen Chuuxue.

Lin Pingzhi knew that even if he tried his best, he might not be sure to deal with Ximen Chuuxue.

But he has an idea.

That is, if Feng Qingyang and Ximen Chuuxue had a duel, I don't know what it would be like.

In the same way, he also understood why Lu Xiaofeng said that he couldn't hold Ximen Chuuxue's sword.

If Lu Xiaofeng pinched Ximen Chuuxue's sword with Lingxi's finger, he would be instantly killed by the sword.

Jinlun Fawang suddenly felt like admitting defeat.

He felt that if he did not admit defeat, he would probably die.

Is it because Jinlun Fawang is too weak?

No.

It was Ximen Chuuxue who was too strong.

"Three swords." Ximen Chuuxue said.

Jin Lun Fa Dynasty looked at Ximen Chuuxue.

"What?" Jinlun Fawang looked at Ximen Chuuxue, not knowing what he meant.

"Three swords are not dead, I lose." Ximen Chuuxue said.

Everyone in the audience was shocked instantly.

"Hero Ximen!" Huang Rong shouted hastily.

She thinks that Ximen Chuuxue shouldn't bet against Jinlun Fawang anymore.

But Ximen Chuuxue turned a deaf ear.

Lu Xiaofeng is his close friend and the person who knows Ximen Chuuxue best.

"Madam Guo, don't worry." Lu Xiaofeng said with a smile, "As far as I know, there is no one in this world who can survive three strokes of Ximen's sword."

With Lu Xiaofeng's comfort, Huang Rong felt a little relieved.

Guo Jing also stabilized his mentality, although he did not agree with Lu Xiaofeng's statement in his heart, but he did not deny that Ximen Chuuxue was very strong.

Lin Pingzhi stared at Ximen Chuuxue closely.

He thought that if it was true what Lu Xiaofeng said, no one could block his three swords.

Does Ye Gucheng count?

Feng Qingyang is absolutely fine, right?

What about yourself?

King Jinlun frowned.

He was afraid of death, so he made a decision.

"If you don't need the three swords, I admit defeat." Jinlun Fawang said directly.

He was really not sure that he could survive Ximen Chuuxue's three swords.

Ximen Chuuxue's sword was too fast, and he was good at strength. In front of Ximen Chuuxue's fast sword, Jinlun Fawang believed that he would definitely lose.