In Feng Monkey's impression, Liu Dizhi's character is typical and bad, plain and silent, looking harmless to people and animals, in fact, his scheming is no worse than Zhao Chengqian, who is in the limelight in front of his lover.

Because both of them are children of the Nine Elements, they studied in a school when they were young, and later he worshiped into a Qi view, and Liu Di's family made money to send it to the guests, and worshiped an old worshipper who was good at poison in the bewitching place, and they had some contacts with each other, so they knew the roots.

Liu Di's illness has been crowned, and he won the title of "gibbon" after last year's review, and he is good at making two-handed swords, especially his arms half a foot longer than ordinary people, although he looks incoordinated, but he has an innate advantage in fighting.

It stands to reason that this guy is three years older than him and Zhao Chengqian, and he shouldn't have anything to do with them, but he is willing to act as the dog leg of this ancient city.

One person is cheap, the other is a slut, the two of them make do together, and they do some bullshit things, which makes him feel disgusting.

Therefore, as soon as Feng Tielu saw Liu Di's illness, he couldn't help but want to hurt him.

In the ring, Feng Tielu walked to the center of the field, moved his muscles slightly, and squinted at Liu Dizhi, who was following up.

"Liu is sick, what kind of skills do you have in those three beads, don't be your wife, we are all in the industry, this matter can't be played with you with eight poles, or you directly admit defeat, I will let you go, save a while to be a dog, and you can't marry a daughter-in-law"

The tall and thin Liu Dizhi lowered his head, and looked at Feng Tielu coldly with the eyes of an adult looking at a naughty child, and when he heard these words, instead of being angry, he grinned.

Feng Tielu felt that his eyes were a little strange, and said with a straight face: "Why are you laughing more ugly than crying?"

In the private room, Zhen Liu stood in front of the image refracted by the mirage, with a look of disdain: "What an idiot"

Zhao Chengqian, who was on the side, touched his chin with his hand and said with a smile: "No matter how much a monkey plays, it is a monkey."

On the field, the middle-aged target who pretended to be Liu Di's illness had the same expression, and he was too lazy to watch Feng Monkey play treasure, so he took out the saber he carried with him and held it across his chest.

This is a long sword with a pitch-black blade and a snow-white body, and its body is covered with feather-like castings, which is extraordinary at first glance.

Feng Tielu saw that the agitation method was useless, and he also showed the soft sword on his waist.

He bowed his head, but suddenly looked behind the middle-aged target, and said suspiciously: "Zhao Chengqian? ”

The middle-aged target was stunned, and Feng Tielu took the opportunity to strike first.

I just saw him fall down, and there was a sudden banging sound under his feet, like a monkey that was set off in the New Year's Festival, and instantly soared into the air at an incredible speed, and jumped under the big glass cup hanging in the air in an instant.

With a bang, countless yellow paper talismans spilled out of Feng Tieluo's cuffs, and spun up with the soft sword in his hand that was shaking and drawing circles.

Under the light emitted by the glass cup, it seemed as if a huge sunflower suddenly bloomed in the sky.

Countless sword qi shot out from the heart of the flower, each time it penetrated a talisman, the speed and power increased by one point, and the talisman paper that covered the sky and the sun was instantly twisted into countless pieces, and the bright yellow sword qi that was like a substance was revealed from it, and instantly turned the qi into light, like the light that shot out of the sun, and shot towards the middle-aged target on the ground with a scorching breath.

On the ground, this fake Liu Dizhi, who was already a true cultivator in the Five Realms and was also from the Dao Sect, looked horrified.

He had heard Zhao Chengqian talk about Feng Tielu's moves in advance, and he had already prepared in his heart, but the scene in front of him still shocked him.

The Liangyi Splitting Light Sword is not a secret swordsmanship of the Taoist Sect, he has also learned it, but he has never seen such a "Kwai Heart Falling Sun", there is no way to avoid it, and he has to immediately show his real skills to deal with it.

There was a sudden roar in his body like the crash of the tide, and a stream of condensing pure true yuan visible to the naked eye rushed into the long sword in his hand like a silver bottle with his rapidly swinging long arm.

A trembling roar like the cry of a white crane suddenly emanated from the sword.

The black and white sword body slashed through the air, dragging a large sword curtain, like a huge wing that suddenly unfolded, protecting its whole person.

His sword is called Crane Feather, and the swordsmanship is also like its name, called "White Crane Sword", which is a secret sword derived from the 36 Xuangong "Ape and Crane Double Form" of Taoist Wudang, which has both offense and defense, and is the best at killing the enemy invisibly.

But even so, he couldn't completely prevent Feng Tielu's sharp blow.

There was a long roar, and it shook the ring.

In the air, it was as if two huge copper cymbals slammed into one place, rubbing a series of dazzling sparks, and countless chaotic winds shot in all directions, leaving several terrifying sword marks on the wall at the edge of the ring.

More than a dozen Dao Ming Yellow sword lights instantly passed through the gap between the sword curtain and stabbed at the middle-aged target, instantly burning out seven or eight scorched black blood holes.

The middle-aged target screamed in pain, spurted out a mouthful of black blood, and flew backwards.

But the Crane Feather Sword in his hand was not idle, but relied on the strong True Yuan of the Five Realms, and quickly swung it diagonally upwards several times.

The long sword was like a white crane suddenly stirring its wings, bringing up several white sword winds that were more than a foot wide, and rolled towards Feng Tielu in the air.

Feng Monkey was in the air at this time, and there was no place to borrow strength, and it happened that when the old force was exhausted and the new strength was not helped, he could only turn the circle with the sword, and use one style to harmonize with the light and dust, intending to borrow the wind to resist the wind.

But after all, it was difficult to sustain his strength, and he was hit head-on by the last two sword winds.

There were two muffled sounds in the air again.

Feng Tielu fell backwards like a broken kite, blood spilling all over the audience.

"Monkey!"

In the box, Zhao Jia exclaimed, looking at the image of the ring refracted from the mirage, his whole heart hung up.

"What kind of swordsmanship is this, why is it so domineering?"

"White Crane Sword, Crane Wind Slash"

Yeyu, who was standing on the side, had a gloomy face and briefly explained.

I'm really afraid of something.

In the dream of Zhan, the swordsmanship used by Liu Dibing is the White Ape Sword, which is the same swordsmanship as the White Crane Sword.

Originally, the ape and crane complemented each other, and it was nothing for the surnamed Liu to change his mind temporarily, but seeing that he quickly counterattacked after being injured, his expression was calm and ruthless, and he knew that Liu Dizhi on the field was definitely not the real Liu Dizhi.

He can think of the back hand, there is no reason why others can't think of it.

And in the ring at this time, the two who were angry with one move no longer had any extra nonsense.

The middle-aged target relied on his physique and true yuan to be higher than Feng Monkey and took the lead in attacking.

At a distance of more than ten zhang, the middle-aged target spread his arms, and with only one treacherous dodge, he rushed to Feng Tielu's body like a white crane with wings sweeping through the water, and the wind under him was rolling, enough to blow a Three Realms cultivator away.

Feng Tielu was seriously injured, his consciousness had just woken up from his fainting, and seeing that the other party was imposing, he relied on the light talisman that had been pasted all over his body in advance, and swept back by the wind like a fallen leaf.

But how do you know that the middle-aged target is treacherous.

As soon as his toes left the ground, the middle-aged target had already swung the Crane Feather Sword, slashing out several sword winds one after another, blowing him unable to land and borrow strength.

Seeing that the situation was not good, Feng Tielu quickly drew several sword wires in the void in front of him, and successively used the Void Bow to shoot the moon and several Flame Bursting Talismans to break through several of his fierce attacks, before he could barely distance himself from him and stabilize his body again.

After suffering this loss, Feng Monkey also figured out some characteristics of the middle-aged target's swordsmanship, and did not dare to jump up and down flexibly with his body.

But this undoubtedly limits his greatest strengths.

There was no way, he had to use the hand that was passed to him the day before yesterday in case of emergency.

The whip thunder and lightning in the thunder sword scripture.

This sword scripture is the secret sword of the Zhengyi Mountain Shenxiao Sect, which can only be studied by the disciples of the previous generations, and it is extremely powerful, but it is particularly difficult to control.

When he passed it to him, he warned him not to use this trick unless absolutely necessary, because it was easy to injure himself by mistake.

But Feng Monkey is a monkey temper, and as soon as the competitive energy in his heart came up, he didn't think about these things at all.

When the middle-aged target on the opposite side was ventilating, Feng Tielu suddenly took out a thick dozen yellow paper talismans from his arms and grinned maliciously.

The middle-aged target was still apprehensive about the move in front of Feng Monkey's head, "Kwai Heart Tilting the Sun", seeing that this body was fluttering and did not look like a young man in the middle of the three realms at all, he took out a large handful of talismans, and the green tendons on his head jumped wildly.

Feng Tielu didn't care about this, he pinned a dozen talismans to his trouser belt, slumped forward, and turned defense into attack.

The middle-aged target has rich experience in fighting, and he hurriedly flew behind him, and slashed out several white sword winds in front of him one after another to resist the enemy.

Feng Tielu threw a talisman with one hand and swung a sword with the other, using the power of the soft sword to slap or pick or stab, and hit a yellow paper talisman with the blade of the sword, and chased the middle-aged target who had the upper hand in strength for half of the ring.

At first, the middle-aged target was still a little afraid of these useless talismans, and didn't dare to get too close, so he just smashed them one by one with his sword qi, but found that they were all fog barrier talismans.

But according to what Zhao Chengqian said, Feng Tielu should still have a powerful green thunder talisman, so he never dared to let go of the onslaught.

Suddenly, just when he broke through more than a dozen fog barriers, making the mist in the field and his vision blurred, Feng Tielu once again threw out a handful of yellow paper talismans, which were mixed with an inconspicuous red paper talisman, although the process was fast and the scene was chaotic, it was still keenly captured.

Seeing a bunch of paper talismans flying in, the middle-aged man raised the corners of his mouth slightly, and swept backwards.

A crane feather sword was like the sharp beak of a white crane, and it pecked forward, and a black sword shot out in front of the blade, instantly shooting through the two fog barrier charms, nailing through the red thunder runes, and breaking them into pieces.

And all this did not escape the eyes of several people who were fighting on the sidelines.

Zhao Chengqian sneered: "Feng Monkey has exhausted his donkey skills, and the outcome of this game has been decided"

Han Si also smiled evilly: "I'm afraid he couldn't have imagined that it wasn't us who was facing it."

Zhao Chengqian lost no time in clapping his ass, and said to Fan Yan, who was sitting on the side and drinking tea leisurely: "Uncle, your clever plan is really a stroke of genius, why didn't I think of it?" ”

Fan Yan looked at the situation in the field, put down the teacup in his hand, and said: "In terms of strength, although your cultivation is stronger than theirs, but if you really want to fight, just Feng Tielu's heart just now, none of you can bear it, the difference is not only in sword skills, but more importantly, in your attitude towards cultivation."

Zhao Chengqian was a little confused: "What's the difference in attitude?" Don't you all want to win? ”

Fan Yan chuckled, and then swept his eyes over Liu Dizhi and Han Si, who were also confused: "You all want to win, but you all only use cultivation as a means of profit, or to compete for fame, or to gain profit, but he is different, it can be seen from the momentum of his sword that the purpose of his cultivation is to win, which is very simple, but often the simpler and purer the desire, the more powerful it is."

Another room.

Seeing that Feng Tielu was about to use a killing move, Zhao Jia's heart also tightened.

Ye Yan took out a sword from the bamboo basket that was quite large in the shape of the broadsword held by Zhao Jia and handed it to him.

"Zhao Jia, you will use this sword in a while, it is called Waterfall, it can double the power of the thunder and fall in the sword duel of the mountain, but it can be divided into two, you keep it as a back hand, in addition, I have to tell you something, it is related to whether we can win"

Zhao Jia was slightly stunned, took the big sword and weighed it, feeling that it was not too much different from his sword, he saw a protrusion at the end of the sword handle, pressed it hard, and heard a "click" sound, only to see that the sword body of the big sword suddenly cracked along the middle, and the sword handle also bounced up, and under a break, it was divided into two swords, the big one became a fork shape, and the small one was a long sword without a gong, and then a hard buckle, and it could be restored as before, a little surprised, praised: "This sword is good, very handy, you say I listen"

"We have been calculated again, and now the Liu Dizhi on the field is likely to be fake"

"Fake?" Zhao Jia was startled, and looked up at Ye Yan, although he felt that the cultivation of Liu Di's disease was higher than he imagined, and there was something wrong, but he didn't expect it to be fake, but this was a layer of window paper, and he immediately figured out the twists and turns.

"You mean Zhao Chengqian secretly stole beams and changed pillars?"

Ye Yan nodded slightly, "I'm afraid that the Han Si you have to face is also an impostor, you have to be mentally prepared, and I will prepare a backhand"

Zhao Jia was puzzled: "What else do you have?" ”

Almost in unison, the middle-aged target on the field stopped after breaking the Blue Thunder Talisman and asked Feng Monkey the same question.

Feng Tielu stopped, the hem of his shirt and trousers had been stained with blood, and he looked very miserable, but he didn't say anything.

He just licked his chapped and pale lips, stared at the scarlet eyes, and stared viciously at the fake Liu Dizhi in front of him, like a wounded leopard, and began to move slowly, as if he was waiting for an opportunity to pounce on him and bite the other party to death.

"If not, then you're welcome."

The middle-aged man sneered, shook the crane feather sword in his hand, and let out a cry again, which shook the four fields.

The sword began to glow faintly with silver, as if it had been poured with mercury, flowing from the sharp spine into every piece and every slender cast.

In just an instant, the Crane Feather Sword had become like a huge white crane feather, exuding a dazzling brilliance.

In the private room, Zhao Jia weighed the big sword in his hand, and seeing that Feng Monkey was slow to make a move, his heart became more and more worried, and he hurriedly said: "What are the monkeys waiting for, why haven't they made a move?" ”

Ye Yan's face was solemn: "I just consumed too much, he is pranayama to recover his strength, this trick is not easy to use"

Zhao Jia was so anxious that he stomped back and forth, and his body trembled.

At this time, a voice suddenly sounded in the heart of the tall boy, "You have to believe in your friends"

Zhao Jia's body stiffened slightly, and gradually calmed down.

The three of Zhao Chengqian's side were engrossed in staring at the situation on the field, all looking forward to the moment when Feng Tielu was defeated.

Feng Tielu reached into his arms, felt out a piece of felt, and when he saw the crane feather sword in the middle-aged target's hand glowing silver, he wiped the felt on the sword, quietly wiped off the water droplets on it, and bit it tightly in his mouth.

When the middle-aged target saw his action, his heart trembled, and he vaguely realized that something was wrong.

He decided not to wait any longer and to strike first.

Call!

The middle-aged man waved the crane feather sword in his hand and slashed at Feng Tie's furnace door in the air, without any fancy movements.

However, at the moment when his blade fell, the blade of the crane feather sword exploded with a bang, and countless white feathers spread out from the sword body, blowing forward in an incomparably chaotic manner with the sword wind brought by the long sword.

This is the assassination technique of the White Crane Sword, the Crane Feather Kill.

If the opponent will cut the feathers into flying feathers, these sword intent will invade the opponent's heart and lungs with the breath, stroring the five internal organs, cutting the marrow, and the light will be useless, and the heavy can make people explode and die.

And almost at the same time, Feng Tielu also quietly poured the true yuan into the soft sword.

The crane feathers were still flying in the air, and the blade of the soft sword had bloomed with a faint arc of electricity.

There was a strange sound, and a faint cyan electric light burst out from the sword's body, like a thunderbolt in the sky, but it was much weaker.

Seeing this, Liu Dizhi in the private room laughed, "This is also a green thunder talisman?"

Zhao Chengqian and Han Si just drank a sip of tea, and they both burst out laughing.

But Fan Yan, who had been sitting on the chair as steady as a mountain, frowned when he saw the situation.

The middle-aged target was old and spicy after all, and seeing the arc shining on the soft sword in Feng Monkey's hand, it seemed that he was gathering momentum, and instead of blindly attacking, he suddenly stretched out his arms and swept out.

Feng Tielu didn't chase after him, he just waved his wrist and stabbed out a sword towards the middle-aged target.

The blade of the sword suddenly resounded with a buzzing sound like a bee's wings.

Behind the middle-aged target, in the mist that had been split by the sword qi, there was suddenly a faint blue arc flashing, echoing it from afar.

Feng Tielu's soft sword trembled, releasing an even stronger arc of electricity, like a ghostly hand poking out from afar, grabbing at the middle-aged target in the distance.

This made the middle-aged target's heart suddenly surge with an unprecedented sense of foreboding, and instantly flashed into the oblique side, dangerously avoiding an arc of electricity that suddenly shot out from the mist behind him.

However, before he could feel lucky, he saw that the huge arc of electricity had been connected with the arc on Feng Tielu's blade.

At this time, Feng Tielu was like the thunder god in the Nine Heavens Xuandu, exuding white gas all over his body, and waving a bright light whip in his hand, which was extremely powerful.

The middle-aged target saw that the situation was not good, and swept back as quickly as a snake.

But no matter how fast he is, how can he compare to the lightning!

With a bang, Feng Tielu waved the electric whip in his hand, and a dark blue arc of lightning slammed into the middle-aged man's chest like an arm command.

The middle-aged target howled miserably, convulsed sharply all over, and fell to the ground.

Syllable! Syllable! Syllable! A few more lashes in quick succession.

The middle-aged target is like a fish that lands on the board of the boat, rolling left and right, foaming at the mouth in an instant, and there is no power to fight back.

In the private room, Zhen Liu's smile was already on his face, and his body trembled vigorously, as if every whip of Feng Tielu was whipped on him.

Zhao Chengqian and Han Si were also dumbfounded, and they couldn't close their mouths in shock.

Even Fan Yan stood up from his chair.

Originally, the middle-aged target was hit so hard that the phantom body should have been broken a long time ago, but because he used a kind of "fixed phantom incense" used by the dealer's gambling skills beforehand, he fixed the phantom body, and he was able to survive until now.

But Feng Tielu is not the case, he was under the advice of Ye Yan, with the help of the "Green Thunder Fu" given to him by his master to save his life, he successfully performed this trick "Whip Thunder and Lightning", he didn't expect it to be so powerful before, and he was also subjected to violent electric shocks, and just now he was completely driven by the desire to win, and he couldn't maintain his phantom body in an instant, and woke up in the private room, while the middle-aged target was still on the field, and after a period of convulsions, he got up again, but he stood there stunned, and let out a burst of crazy laughter.

Fan Yan came to the inner room, pointed at the eyebrows of the middle-aged target who pretended to be Liu Di's illness, and woke up his true body, seeing that the middle-aged target's eyes were straight, no matter how he called, he didn't respond, it was obvious that his soul was already traumatized, his face couldn't help but be gloomy, and he turned his head to the young target who was about to play and said: "Go up and fight quickly, don't fight, in case there is fraud"

The young target nodded, he had just witnessed everything that was happening in the ring, and he didn't dare to underestimate the three teenagers.

Feng Tielu really woke up, felt his brain tingle like a pinprick, blood flowed out of his nostrils, he wiped it indiscriminately, and wanted to enter the arena, but was stopped by Ye Yan, because according to the prior agreement, as long as one of the two sides leaves the field with a phantom body, no matter what the people present are, it will be regarded as a win on the field.

But in this competition, Feng Monkey felt very embarrassed to lose, obviously he had won, but he lost according to the rules.

Ye Yu said: "It's okay, we will definitely win the second game!" ”

Feng Tielu was so angry that he slapped the meditation bed: "Damn, how did this Liu Di's illness become so powerful all of a sudden, I have never seen him use this kind of swordsmanship before, Ye Yan, can you see his path?" ”

Ye Yan nodded slightly, and Zhao Jia on the side also looked solemn.

But Ye Yan didn't rush to explain, but turned to Zhao Jia and said, "Remember, just attack"

Zhao Jia nodded with a strange expression.

Ye Yan bowed slightly, and hugged Zhao Jia's fist: "Senior brother, please"

Zhao Jia seemed to have tripped over something, his tall body shook slightly, he raised his hand and clenched his fist very stiffly, and a light smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

Feng Tielu watched inexplicably for a while.