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Ce Tianji couldn't help but sigh: "There is no shortage of masters in all factions, and there are many enemies in this kid...... Is this kid really that confident?"

Mu Zixuan shook his head and said: "He is not confident, but he forces himself to do it, if he can't do it, he will die, just like this, every time he forces himself into danger, he has to fight against the water, so that he can enter the country in a thousand miles in a day." There is also ......" Mu Zixuan stared at the 'unbearable' in the arrogant reversal of the field, and sighed: "On the day of his crowning, before the master wore the sword, he wanted to prove something to the master......"

At this time, the following discussion also came to a result, in this situation, Ying Feiyang's challenge can be said to have to be answered, otherwise the factions will be looked down upon.

The first one to come out of the crowd was Xiao Baijian, the master of the Hundred Swords Gate, but seeing that he had ten swords inserted on his back like a peacock opening the screen, he stepped forward and hugged his fists and said: "In the Lower Hundred Swords Gate Xiao Baijian, there are two disciples under the door who each cut off a hand under your sword, although they were lucky enough to save a life, for the swordsman, losing the hand holding the sword is no different from death." ”

Ying Feiyang nodded and said, "That's right, it's just two lives, Master Xiao, please!"

"Then pay attention to the move!" Xiao Baijian didn't say much, the sword trick was introduced, and the ten long swords behind him were unsheathed at the same time, and then one sword turned into ten, and ten swords became hundreds, and they became a hundred swords floating in the air.

Xiao Baijian knew in his heart that although he also only made one move, he was different from Ying Feiyang, Ying Feiyang still needed to deal with others, but he could gather all his strength in one move, so one shot was the strongest sword style.

"Hundred Swords Flying Together, the Master of the Hundred Swords Sect really lives up to his name!" Ying Feiyang's eyes lit up, and he couldn't help but admire, the name of the Hundred Swords Sect can come from this person's mastery of the Hundred Swords, but there are very few who can cultivate it, and Xiao Baijian's brotherhood is extraordinary.

But at the same time, Ying Fei raised his sword to the sky, and the qi on the sword skyrocketed, forming a huge qi sword!

"Go!" Xiao Baijian ordered, and a hundred swords flew together, like locusts and rain.

"Slash!" Ying Feiyang waved his arm, and the giant sword slashed down, and the sharpness was overwhelming.

A sword fights a hundred swords, only to hear a loud explosion, the giant sword is like a broken bamboo, the hundred swords and swords are cut off and scattered, and Xiao Baijian is unstable under his feet, and he has staggered back half a step.

"This ...... How is it possible!" Seeing the result, those present exclaimed again and again.

And Mu Zixuan smiled quietly, and said softly to himself: "You guys, it's too easy to think, it's better to think about how to save face under his sword than how to force him out of the realm and take his life in one move......

Within one move, Xiao Baijian couldn't help but be stunned, but when he saw Ying Feifei's sword raised, a jar of wine had already flown towards him, "Master Xiao, please!"

Xiao Baijian was stunned for a moment, then opened the mud seal, raised the altar and drank bitterly, and then threw the wine to the ground, saying: "The grudge of the Hundred Swords Gate has been written off with Your Excellency, and the two have nothing to do with it in the future!"

But he suddenly shrugged his shoulders and covered his mouth in pain. When the people around him saw this, they only vomited blood because he was injured in the fight, and hurriedly mixed him and asked, "Master Xiao, are you okay......?"

Xiao Baijian frowned, waved his bloodless hand, and said with difficulty: "What kind of broken wine is this...... It's fucking unpleasant!"

Xiao Baijian and Ying Feiyang have the shallowest grudge, so everyone asked him to take the lead in the trial, and after the corresponding Feiyang's strength was shocked, everyone quickly found an explanation, "Yes, this Ying Feiyang doesn't know how to stay strong, so he can defeat Xiao Baijian with one move, but he can't support it for long with such a move." A few more people will consume his physical strength, and then I will attack again, but I will defeat him, not to mention the brilliance on his face, and he is invisibly higher than the others!"

The Xingji Sword hummed and whispered, as if it could understand everyone's thoughts, as if it was disdainful and impatient.

Compared with everyone, Ying Feiyang's mind at this time is much simpler, "The concept of swordsmanship in the Hundred Swords Gate is quite interesting, although it is a hundred swords, it is ten to one hundred, which can not only reduce mental consumption, but also increase power, I wonder if this concept can be used in my swordsmanship, can it have a miraculous effect?"

But maybe he'll find out soon, because ......

"The poor monk King Kong Gate Dragon Elephant Master, the leader should be the benefactor's trick!"

Ying Feiyang patted Xingji Jian as if he was appeased, and smiled knowingly, "Good brother, the one who tried to recruit us is here......"

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The sun slowly moved towards the middle of the sky, and the weather of spring was in full bloom, but everyone was already cold......

The empty wine jar is scattered all over the place, and the wine that was originally placed on the board car is now exhausted, and more than 100 people have shot one after another, swords, palm skills, spells, magic weapons, and various moves emerge in endlessly, but one person and one sword should be flying, but it is to break all the laws.

He took a sword three steps behind him, but in essence, he only almost withdrew from the realm once, and it was still a person who had a great enmity with Ying Feiyang who used a spell with two injuries to make a decisive move, in exchange for Ying Feiyang taking two and a half steps back.

And the others, Mo said, will Ying Feiyang force back, it is rare to be able to take his sword without losing the face, and in the end they are all unwilling to drink bitter wine......

Every time before they started, they felt that Ying Feiyang had exhausted his strength, and he would definitely succeed this time, but every time his hope was disappointed, and what was even worse was that Ying Feiyang was not weakened, but every sword was a transformation, and every sword was stronger than the previous one.

They even feel that they are nutrients, nourishing the monsters in front of them, growing rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye!

"Bang!" A monk's magic bowl was struck by a sword, and another person was defeated under Ying Feiyang's sword, Ying Feiyang's face was full of joy, and his smile looked innocent and pure, he had always realized in his heart after Kunlun's life and death, and this time he picked up the factions, which was to use the sword theory he had comprehended in actual combat, and to use the factions as a grinding stone to polish his own edge. At this time, I am not happy to defeat the opponent in front of me, but I am happy about my own improvement.

But after the joy, he found that no one had challenged him for a long time, so he restrained his smile and raised his voice: "If no one comes forward to teach you, then I will treat it as an old hatred!"

"Wait! I'll weigh you!" In the crowd, a middle-aged man with a long black face and luxurious clothes came out.

Seeing this, Mu Zixuan raised his eyebrows slightly, the person in front of him was Jin Gouxuan, the owner of Ruijin Fenglou, who had recently joined the alliance, but his skills were not bad, and he could count them in the entire Zhengtian Alliance. But......

"Lord Jinlou, as far as I know, you don't have a grudge against Ying Feiyang, right?" Mu Zixuan's eyes narrowed, and he asked condescendingly.