Behind the judges' seat, the disciples of the Xuan Gang were full of anger, and the disciples of the Guiyuan faction looked at each other coldly, the atmosphere solidified into a ball, and the two sides almost drew their swords against each other. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

"Harmony makes money, haha, the game is not over yet, you should wait a while if you want to fight. "The city lord Lu Shaoyou rounded the field, and the two sides stopped fighting for the time being.

"It's me Xu De who is incompetent, and I can't cultivate talents who can fight with Wei Qiulin. Sitting down again, Xu De, the leader of the Xuan Gang, said reproachfully.

Chu Mingyao had no choice but to comfort: "Wei Qiulin's last secret method is mysterious and weird, it can never come from the hands of the Guiyuan faction, it seems that he has another adventure." ”

The first game ended in defeat for Mo Shangchen. At this moment, in fact, both Chu Mingyao and Du Hongyue have lost interest in continuing to watch here.

The reason why he stayed here was just to save face for Lu Shaoyou.

In the second game, Xiao Ritian played against the east gate to blow rain. ”

Unlike the indifference between the two factions, everyone is full of expectations for this second showdown.

The East Gate Blowing Rain is famous in the south of the Yangtze River, and he is one of the rare young masters of kendo, especially at the age of twenty-one this year, who has been in the early days of Zhou Tianjing for two years, and his foundation is extremely deep.

What's more, since the start of the competition, no one has seen him play a second sword.

Compared with the overwhelming rain at the East Gate, Tang Fengyue gives people a cynical and hidden feeling. While most people don't think he's likely to be a match for East Gate Blowing Rain, they still believe it's going to be a good matchup.

"It is said that the East Gate Blowing Rain is superb in swordsmanship, maybe he can defeat Wei Qiulin and Wu Xingyun and prevent the Blood Shadow Sect from gaining the ownership of the mine. ”

Xu De's eyes lit up and he said in a low voice.

Chu Mingyao suddenly asked: "Where is this Xiao Ritian sacred, the name is strange." ”

On the competition platform, a cold wind blew, and the east gate blew the rain and lowered his head and looked sideways, holding the hilt of the sword, looking like a lonely master. As soon as he appeared, there was naturally thunderous cheers and excitement below.

"Xiao Gongzi, Xiao Gongzi ......"

Many women were shouting Xiao Ritian's name.

In just a few days, Tang Fengyue left an extremely deep impression in the hearts of everyone with her outstanding appearance, elegant posture, and martial arts, and became the object of admiration of many girls.

Tang Fengyue smiled freely, glanced in the direction of the Xuan Gang, and a little under his feet, he flew into the air like a wild goose to the competition platform, and immediately won the full house.

When he stood on the stage with a lofty attitude, whether it was Chu Mingyao or Du Hongyue, their eyes widened for a moment, and they almost suspected that they had seen it wrong.

The figure standing tall in the sun, the handsome and vulgar face, and the rebellious and disdainful temperament, isn't it the fifth son who has treated martial arts as nothing since he was a child and is bent on being a shameless thief?

I haven't seen each other for two years, Chu Mingyao and Du Hongyue naturally received the news that Tang Fengyue was wandering the rivers and lakes, but for a while, it was still difficult to associate the young man on the stage with the shameless child in his impression.

At this point, the scene slowly fell silent. Everyone looked at the two people on the stage who were about to duel.

Dongmen Fuyu slowly raised his eyes, the cold light was cold, and he spoke for the first time: "You are very strong, I hope to force me to make a second sword." His words came from the swordsman's sharp intuition.

Tang Fengyue also became serious. The other party said that he was strong, but in fact, in Tang Fengyue's heart, why didn't he think that Dongmen Blowing Rain was a terrible opponent.

He just stood there silently, as if he had become one with the sword. For others, a sword is always a sword. But for people like Dongmen Blowing Rain, the sword is no longer a tool, but more like their hand.

It was the afternoon of the scorching sun, but many people only felt a chilling cold air, penetrating through the muscles and bones. It was an incomparably strong sword aura.

"The first sword. ”

The east gate blows rain and slowly speaks, which is a foreshadowing, and it is also the swordsman's incomparable confidence. Even if I tell you when I will draw my sword, I still believe that I am invincible.

In the eyes of everyone, the east gate blowing rain is not a sword, but light. In just an instant, Sen's cold and dazzling white mangs had already occupied the void, squeezing the entire martial arts platform.

When a sword was in the air, it seemed to slash at the hearts of everyone within five zhang, and those people were all panicked and sweated coldly. They are still like this, what kind of pressure should Tang Fengyue, who is facing this sword on the field, face!

At this moment, Tang Fengyue's heart was extremely quiet. He watched the sharp sword qi slash from the sky, and his whole body was locked by the sword edge, and it was difficult to get rid of it.

"Escape!"

The power of this sword is beyond the reach of the Wind Shadow. If it weren't for Tang Fengyue's breakthrough in the realm of the White Ape Valley, his skill would have increased greatly, and this sword would have killed him.

Rumble!

After activating the second form of the 'Celestial Wind Resisting Technique', as Tang Fengyue's body moved, a gust of wind and howling explosions sounded in the void.

Tang Fengyue's body seemed to be faint, and gradually disappeared in the white sword qi in the sky. The countertop was cut with thick and thin sword marks.

Bang!

Tang Fengyue rushed out of the sword qi, and a raging fire shot out in his palm, and the second realm of the flames - turning iron.

The rolling heat blew rain on the east gate, which made a ray of joy appear in his eyes. Sure enough, he dodged the first sword.

"The second sword. ”

The black hair of the east gate blowing rain fluttered in front of his eyes, and with a soft sonorous sound, the terrifying second sword finally appeared in front of everyone's eyes for the first time.

If the first sword was a heavenly sword qi, then the second sword was extremely constricted, and all the sword qi condensed into an extremely thin thread of sword qi.

Tang Fengyue's pupils shrank, and a layer of fine cold sweat broke out from her back. This sword is so powerful that I am afraid that even an inch-thick iron plate can be directly penetrated.

His forward body stopped in an incredible way, and then suddenly flashed to the side, narrowly avoiding the sword. There was a gasp from the audience.

The sword that blows rain at the east gate is certainly terrible. But Tang Fengyue's body style is also shocking, almost violating the laws of human physiology.

"The little junior brother actually cultivated the Eternal Sky Wind Technique to such a realm, why didn't anyone know about it before?" Looking at the scene just now, Chu Mingyao muttered to himself, with an expression of disbelief on his face.

Among the younger generation of Sanssouci Valley, there were about three or four people who had cultivated the 'Eternal Sky Wind Technique', but Chu Mingyao was shocked to find that there seemed to be no one who could compare to Tang Fengyue, not even Senior Brother Tang Xiangfeng!

Du Hongyue's eyes flashed, and she whispered to herself: "This kid, is there any earth-shattering adventure?"

On the competition platform, Dongmen Fuyu's indifferent eyes burst out with unprecedented brilliance, and he shouted in a low voice: "The third sword." ”

Brush!

This sword gathered the spirit of the East Gate Blowing Rain, but it was drawn from the scabbard at an extremely slow speed. It was obviously slow, but everyone was creepy, and a sense of inescapability arose.

"I see, his swordsmanship has a hypnotic effect. ”

Tang Fengyue's mental power was extremely strong, and she quickly broke free from the instinct of closing her eyes and waiting for death, which was the momentum created by the other party. If the willpower is not strong enough, you can really only die under this sword.

Rumble!

The sword light in the sky turned invisible. When Tang Fengyue penetrated the most terrifying part of the opponent's sword moves, dodging was naturally not a problem.

The sword light dissipated, and the sword qi disappeared.

"I, lost. ”

After a moment of silence, Dongmen Blowing Rain suddenly put away his sword and said. It's not that he can't send the fourth sword, but because he only has three swords in total.

After saying that, the proud swordsman ignored the astonishment of the audience and disappeared directly from the crowd.

"What's going on, this is losing? I don't understand at all. ”

"The three desperate swords of the East Gate Blowing Rain have all been broken, and if he continues to fight, he will lose, so he simply can't compare. ”

"I didn't expect it, I really didn't expect that Xiao Ritian's light skills are so powerful, I don't think there are many people in the younger generation who can compare to him. ”

The crowd was talking. The outcome of this battle was clearly beyond everyone's imagination.

Tang Fengyue met everyone's surprised and admiring eyes, enjoyed the cheers of the women, and got off the stage with a smile. On the other side, the Xuan Gang disciple walked towards him under the leadership of Chu Mingyao.