Chapter 967： Waste, let's do it

"I have a sword skill book given by a big brother, but I am still afraid of your Wen Xiaojue?"

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

"Not ashamed!" Wen Xiaojue wiped a sneer on his face.

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

Why don't you talk about it for three days, when you look at it with admiration, I'm!

Wen Xiaojue thought to himself, the expression on his face became more and more contemptuous.

"Brother Wen, come on!"

"Blast Xue Ziqian, you will win the Star Tower, and Brother Wen will win!"

"Flip your hands to pick the stars, cover your hands to pick flowers, Brother Wen crushes the Hundred Flowers Sect and hangs Xue Ziqian!"

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

Suddenly, the disciples of the Zhanxinglou burst out loud noises.

This battle is the key to whether the Star Cultivation Tower can continue to obtain the four qualifications. The disciple of the Star Cultivation Tower, who had been very quiet before, could not help but start cheering for Wen Xiaojue!

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

Cang!

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

The tip of the sword pointed at Xue Ziqian obliquely, and Wen Xiaojue's proud voice sounded.

"Trash, draw your sword!"

There was so much disdain in his voice that anyone could hear.

All the disciples of the Hundred Flower Sect were full of anger.

You Wen Xiaojue is too arrogant, right? Brother Xue is the core disciple of our Hundred Flower Sect at any rate, so you were utterly rubbish?

Xue Ziqian's eyes began to turn cold.

Individuals have tempers.

Although Xue Ziqian has always been gentle, but Wen Xiaojue in front of him has already scolded him as **** in public. This is simply an insult to Chi Guoguo!

It is tolerable, which is unbearable!

With a roar in his heart, Xue Ziqian pulled out the long knife in his hand with a sharp sound.

"Today's battle, I want to rectify my name, I want my Hundred Flower Sect to get my name right! I am Xue Ziqian not a waste, and Hundred Flower Sect is not a weak chicken!"

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

"Let you three swords!"

Wen Xiaojue still didn't pay attention to Xue Ziqian.

His look is extremely proud, what's the matter with the three tricks of making you scumbag.

"In that case, then I'm...you're welcome!"

You're welcome, and just after exiting, the long knife in Xue Ziqian's hand has instantly slashed towards Wen Xiaojue.

Chi Chi!

The violent breaking through the air suddenly sounded.

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

Woo!

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

The long knife smashed down with a force of destruction!

Wen Xiaojue's pupils shrank sharply.

This waste, when did he become so powerful?

"If I just dodge him, I can't avoid it!"

With his thoughts flashing, Wen Xiaojue lifted his hand, and the lightning sword in his hand greeted Xue Ziqian's long knife.

Ding!

The crisp sound of golden and iron strikes suddenly came out!

Xue Ziqian's knife was blocked!

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

He turned back and agreed to let the other party three strokes. He didn't expect that this was the first one, so he had to make a sword!

The disciples around him were in an uproar.

"Wow, Wen Xiao went on a hunger strike!"

"Ashamed, if you can't do it, don't speak big words!"

"Unexpectedly, Xue Ziqian had to defend Wen Xiaojue for the first time with the first cut. This is a good show!"

"I have a hunch that Wen Xiao will never win this game easily!"