Everyone was shocked, and their faces showed expressions of disbelief, but the gaze in their eyes stayed on the two standing opposite each other.

The cold wind suddenly stopped, the sun was in the sky, and it should have been a warm winter afternoon, but at this moment, everyone's hearts welled up with a chill in the ice cave. They quietly looked at the two people standing opposite each other, and they didn't even dare to breathe out for a moment.

I saw that the Tang knife in Feng Yanke's hand had already been cut off by the opponent's spear, and three feet in front of his throat was fixed with the dark spear head, and the faint light was like the gaze of death, just a blink of an eye, and it would pass through his throat in an instant.

A bone-chilling coldness burst out from the head of the spear, Feng Yanke's eyes did not show any fear, and he calmly looked at the young man who was eight years younger than him. And the other party also looked at him coldly, his cold eyes did not carry any sense of color, and his deep eyes were calm like a deep well, without a trace of fluctuation.

In addition to the surprised expressions on the faces of the Feng family, there was more of a nervous state of mind, they were careful that as long as Yan Zhantian accidentally sent his right hand lightly, then Feng Yanke would definitely be splattered with blood on the spot, and there was no life to save.

The two looked at each other for a moment, and Wanyan Zhantian gently removed the spear, his eyes were as cold as ice, and he turned to the other people present with a sweep of his gaze. And everyone avoided him when they saw him, and they didn't dare to look at him.

"Wanyan Gongzi is strong in martial arts, and he admires it in Xia, but he lost this battle."

Although the ending was expected, Feng Yanke didn't expect that he would lose so quickly and so simply, and in less than ten rounds, he was defeated. There was an endless sense of loneliness in his words, and he only hated himself for not being good at learning arts, which embarrassed the Feng family, and at the same time ruthlessly swept away the reputation of the first martial arts cultivator family in this generation.

Ling Tianyun condensed, he did not deliberately avoid the gaze of the Wanyan Zhantian, but exuded a fierce and fiery gaze to meet him, and the fierce battle intent was not weaker than the other party in the slightest.

"Huh," he felt a gaze coming from him, Wanyan Zhantian was very surprised, he felt that the gaze was filled with monstrous battle intent like a volcanic eruption. Following that gaze, he saw the young man in the dark robe, and suddenly, his body shook, and his whole body exuded a fierce fighting intent that rose to the sky, and he continued to surge towards the opposite direction.

"It's him." Wanyan Zhantian's continuous fierce battle intent surged out, and at this moment, he already recognized Ling Tianyun who was not far away. His intuition told him that Ling Tianyun at this time seemed to be different from the Ling Tianyun he met in Lanzhou City, and the other party's body seemed to hide a force that surprised and feared him, it was not the power that was exuded by the cultivation of internal force, but the power of the strong and explosive power from the body.

While everyone was surprised, they also felt the two strong fighting spirits, majestic and solemn. The battle intent exuded from Wanyan Zhantian's body was ruthless and arrogant, while the young man in Xuanyi who was holding a long-handled broadsword exuded a masculine and fierce battle intent. The two fighting spirits touched together, arousing an indescribable indescribable energy. Then they splattered in all directions, and under the windless sun, everyone felt a sharp cold wind caress their faces, and their cheeks are painful.

All the people present focused their eyes on these two teenagers of the same age, their temperaments were so similar, but they were also so different. The young man with the spear in his hand was domineering and as strong as the sun, while the young man with the big knife was restrained, but his whole body exuded a heart-wrenching masculine aura.

The people of the Feng family gathered together again, their eyes were full of endless doubts, and the young man in Xuanyi at this time gave them a feeling that was both familiar and unfamiliar. But they felt as if they had never seen this young man, and although they had all kinds of doubts in their hearts, they did not say anything.

Yuan Xiaoliu, who was beside Ling Tianyun, looked at the young man he had just met with a surprised expression, he didn't know why this young man had the slightest fighting intent that was not weaker than that of Zhantian, he didn't understand why the two of them had a strong fighting intent with each other with just one look. At this moment, the two gave him an illusion, as if these two people were like old enemies who had been entangled for thousands of years, and the meeting of the old enemies of fate in the dark would inevitably have a shocking dispute.

And the Diao San, who was a few tables away from Ling Tianyun, had an expression of surprise and disbelief in his eyes, he didn't expect that the young man he knew so casually was the ability to confront the young master who defeated the eldest young master of the Feng family. Surprised with endless unexpected joy, at this moment he can be regarded as an old acquaintance with the Feng family, if someone can save the face of the Feng family, of course he is happy.

At this moment, Ruoda's mansion was silent, and everyone's eyes were focused on this pair of young men of the same age, one holding a spear like a peerless overlord, while the other was holding a long-handled broadsword, proudly standing like a pine, with an extraordinary temperament in his resolute face. One is a transcendent overlord, while the other is a proud god of war.

In the total feudal mansion, it seems that the two teenagers who are left with strong fighting intent and look at each other are also dressed in black, but their hair exudes different temperaments.

Feng Yuxiu's eyes showed an inquiring gaze and swept away the people of the Feng family, but the other people of the Feng family shook their heads lightly and said that they didn't know the young man. And the eldest lady of the Tan family, Tan Tianya, recognized the Ling Tianyun who was carrying a big knife when she met him on the street, who just glanced at it in a hurry and didn't pay much attention to it.

Her beautiful eyes rippled, she raised her eyes lightly and stared at Ling Tianyun's body without blinking, she didn't care about anything at all, and her heart was even more puzzled, she didn't expect that the person she met by chance on the street at this moment exuded a fierce fighting intent to compete with that Wanyan Zhantian.

"Since you are willing to stand up for this generation of people from the state family, then I will weigh your weight here to see if you have the qualifications to be my senior brother's opponent." Wanyan Zhantian said in a cold tone, and a pair of sharp eyes bloomed with an even more amazing scorching light.

Ling Tianyun smiled even more bitterly in his heart, although he exuded a strong battle intent at the moment, it didn't mean that he had to fight the other party. Once you have a hand with the other party, then your martial arts moves will be exposed, how can the masters of the older generation of this Feng family not see it, and their identity will soon be exposed. But the other party opened his mouth first, thinking that he was taking the opportunity to fight him, and this battle was not a non-answer, but it made him feel conflicted.

In desperation, he could only fight first, and wait and see what happened next, he had already made a decision in his heart, and he walked towards the place where he finished fighting with a big sword.

Trying his best to calm his heart, Ling Tianyun first hugged his fists and saluted everyone in the Feng family: "I have seen all the seniors, since the young master's skills are inferior, then let the little one compare with the senior apprentice of this Khitan great master." ”

When Ling Tianyun's figure approached, a thought suddenly appeared in the hearts of everyone in the Feng family, this young man really had an inexplicable sense of intimacy. They couldn't help but look at him again for a while, and then they thought that this young man was trying to compete with that Wanyan Zhantian for their Feng family, and they suddenly had an endless good impression of him.

Especially Feng Yuxiu, his intuition was that he had an indescribable sense of intimacy with this young man, but the other party did not care about his own safety at all, and the Feng family competed with Wanyan Zhantian on behalf of the Feng family. He was full of endless affection and curiosity about this young man, he had never seen this young man, and thought that he was just an ordinary child from the neighborhood who came to celebrate his birthday.

"Good, good, good." Feng Yuxiu said three good words in a row, and then said: "The young man is good, but you have to be careful, if you can't beat it, don't be strong, it's okay to admit defeat, even if it weakens the reputation of my Feng family." ”

"Thank you for your concern, the little one will take care of himself." Ling Tianyun forcibly held back the excitement in his heart, and said with a hint of choked up in his words.

After speaking, he also turned to face the battle-spirited Wanyan Zhantian, he didn't dare to face his relatives again, for fear that if he didn't pay attention to his emotions, he would definitely reveal some flaws. As for the move he used to fight with the other party, he also made a decision in his heart, since the big knife in his hand was the thing of the owner of the "big knife gate", then this move would use the move of the big knife gate. He had seen Na Xiao's long knife fight against Wan Yan's invincible battle, and his sword technique was extremely strong and fierce, which was just right for his powerful body.

The two of them didn't have more etiquette, just looked at each other and entered the state of battle, staring at each other's internal forces all over the body, they just looked for each other's slightly exposed flaws, and the master's moves were only between the lines, and one move and one breath could determine the winner.

Ling Tianyun slashed across his chest, his body sank slightly, and his feet slammed the ground as if they had been infused with a thousand pounds, and cracks spread from under his feet like cobwebs. His whole body exuded a grand aura like a sinking mountain and river, and his posture was as immovable as a pavilion.

Wanyan Zhantian hung the spear on his waist, his right hand stretched out in front of him to hold the spear, and his left hand held the tail of the handle of the spear behind him. His eyes were solemn, staring at the young man in front of him with a big sword. At this time, he felt that there was a force lurking in the other party's body that made him jealous, so he didn't act rashly and attack first.

Ling Tianyun stared at his opponent with burning eyes, at this moment his heart was peaceful and peaceful, without the slightest impurity fluctuation, since he cultivated the Mahayana Heart Sutra, he now only in the state of battle, his whole body can quickly enter a very subtle state of mind, not affected by the outside world, not disturbed by emotions, all kinds of factors, and he can achieve a state of mind that is consistent with body and mind.

There was silence everywhere, and everyone once again held their breath and looked at these two teenagers of the same age, and at this moment their hearts were even more turbulent, both of them were sixteen or seventeen years old. But their cultivation is higher than that of most of the people present, and their strength is so equal, this must be a shocking battle that shakes the world, and they have no regrets in this life to see such a battle.

"Drink", Ling Tianyun drank in a deep voice, raised his big knife with both hands, and suddenly a knife slashed Huashan with a move that went straight to Wanyan Zhantian and slashed the past, the momentum was like a long rainbow through the sun, and the thunder shattered the sky. Sandwiched with an endless palpitating aura, it instantly reached the top of Wanyan Zhantian's head.

As soon as Yan Zhantian's spear was retracted, his body shook sharply, and he dodged the oncoming powerful blade with a strange way. As soon as he swirled his hands, the spear turned into a little snowflake and deceives himself with a tricky, vicious and treacherous arc, heading towards the major vital points in Ling Tianyun's body.

And Ling Tianyun frowned solemnly, as soon as the long knife was retracted, the tip of the knife turned into a curtain and turned into a curtain and the shadow of the knife headed towards the opponent's gun shadow, and everyone only heard the endless sound of "bell bell" in everyone's ears, which lasted for a long time.

The two figures of similar height and similar clothes spun rapidly, and the two of them had already exchanged several moves in just one breath, but neither of them had the upper hand. There are some similarities between the sharp, strong, ruthless, and wide opening and closing moves.

Between the flying figures, between the swords and guns, one move kills, and the powerful impacts again and again directly raise everyone's hearts to their throats.

Ling Tianyun held the sword in both hands and attacked again, the heavy and strong and cold big knife with a roaring momentum and a swift wind straight into the opponent's upper body.

And his opponent Wan Yan Zhantian had his eyes condensed, and the spear flew up and down his waist, and the spear spun back and forth with a throbbing and cold momentum.

Raising their hands, the natural skillful moves, one shot and one knife, one attack and one defense, they have been fighting for more than ten rounds, but the breath on their bodies is still smooth and smooth, and there is no disorder.

Ten rounds, fifteen rounds, twenty rounds, the two have fought dozens of rounds,

The two teenagers in the battle fought heartily, but the people watching the battle were also pleasing to the eye.

The gun is the hegemon in the weapons, but the knife is the king of the weapons, the collision between the hegemon and the king, the sharp competition between the knife and the gun, but it is not so easy to distinguish the high.

Wan Yan Zhantian was also secretly surprised, every time he blocked the opponent's wide open and closed attack, his arm felt numb. A few days ago, he knew that the other party's martial arts cultivation realm was not as high as his own, but at this time, the other party's strength was able to compete with him, but looking at the other party's breath, his cultivation had not been improved. What especially made him jealous was the thick and heavy knife in the other party's hand, and after blocking it several times, he already knew the weight of this knife, and Rao was superb in internal strength, and he didn't have the confidence to play so smoothly.

Ling Tianyun became more and more courageous the more he fought, and the knife he grabbed was powerful and powerful, and the knife flew quickly between the ups and downs.

Wanyan Zhantian was more and more frightened the more he fought, but this aroused his unprecedented Ling Tian's fighting intent, and when the gun swept the gun, it was extremely comfortable, and the little gun was like a star in the sky.

And everyone was even more shocked and delighted, this inexplicable little look gave them too many surprises, especially that Diao San and the Great Zhou State said that Yuan Xiaoliu.