Tang Fengyue watched this scene with interest, drank a glass of wine, and his heart also had blood welling. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

"Wang is not talented, and he is willing to referee for you. ”

The middle-aged Xiushi who had proposed it at the beginning laughed and stepped out of his seat. The people at the tables near him understood, and hurriedly moved the wine tables and others away, revealing an open space in the middle.

"The heroes of the world are in front, and Fang Mou is here to throw bricks and lead the jade. The big man who slapped the table fell a few times in the air and landed in the clearing, drawing applause.

"It turned out to be a golden knife Fang Xiang, and Du Heng, the flying palm, came to teach. ”

Du Heng is a middle-aged man with a beard, and he clenched his fists at Fang Xiang.

Amid the cheers around them, the two immediately started fighting.

Fang Xiang wielded a gold-plated thick-backed broadsword with full momentum. And Du Heng was elegant, looking for gaps in the blade, and from time to time he slapped his palm at Fang Xiang.

Bang bang bang!

The force of the palm and the back of the knife struck with a dull sound.

"Concession. ”

One hundred and twenty moves later, Du Heng defeated Fang Xiang with his dexterous flying palm.

"Li De, the heart-piercing swordsman, has come to teach. ”

As soon as Fang Xiang went down, a young man flew up again.

While drinking, everyone enjoyed the duel of the martial arts masters in the middle, and talked loudly from time to time, which can be described as full of happiness.

Tang Fengyue looked at all this with a smile.

Once upon a time, he was a college student on earth who did nothing, and he also dreamed of a happy martial arts life with a sword and a happy life.

Now, everything he dreamed of was so alive in front of him.

Spring is brilliant, life is joyful. How much love God has for him!

Round after round of jousting until a teenager appeared.

"Let's do it. Otherwise, you won't be able to take my sword. ”

The young man was dressed in black, and his sword eyebrows were upturned, giving people a very sharp feeling.

Originally, his opponent wanted to mention his juniors, but when he heard the arrogant words of the young man in black, he felt uncomfortable for a while. "Young man, be careful. ”

He was also a swordsman. A sword came out, and the dignified sword light roared towards the black-clothed young man.

"It's too slow. ”

The young man in black shook his head. No one could see how he drew his sword. Only knew that when his opponent was knocked away, the young man in black's sword had been unsheathed.

Hiss!

The people nearby gasped when they saw it for real. They boasted that they had been roaming the rivers and lakes for many years, and they had never seen such a fast sword.

"No one?"

After a moment, the young man in black looked around.

"Boy, Hugh is arrogant, let grandpa teach you a lesson!"

An irascible man jumped out and punched the black-clothed boy violently.

"He is the eldest of the four murderers in Yueshan, and he is known for his fierce fists, and this kid has suffered a lot. "Someone just finished saying it and choked there.

This time, someone vaguely saw a flash of white sword light. The boss of the four murderers of Yue Shan flew out like a cannonball and knocked over a bunch of people, but he was not injured.

This wonderful sword control once again makes people re-examine the young man in black.

"I heard from the master, the martial arts Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon, there are countless masters. You shouldn't be a master, otherwise there is no hope for this martial arts. ”

The black-clothed young man lowered his head slightly and said lightly.

Perhaps, for him, he just said what he really thought in his heart. But in this case, it obviously provoked many old fritters present.

This kid has been demolishing the stage for a long time.

"Stinky boy, don't think that if you don't know where to learn a swordsmanship, you can be so frivolous, look at the move!"

A sword pierced through the air, bringing with it a terrifying sound like the long-stretched glass rubbing against each other.

"Quick Sword Zhao Yu's murderous sword!"

People exclaimed. Kuaijian has a good reputation in the martial arts, and is a master of the innate quadruple, known for his fast and superb swordsmanship.

"You're a little better than them. ”

The young man in black was not panicked at all, still holding his sword and drawing it. Crisp and clean.

Sonor!

A little spark splashed, and the fast sword Zhao Yu laughed. But soon, his smile froze again. The sword in the black-clothed young man's hand suddenly accelerated, and it shook along his blade.

Bang!

The fast sword Zhao Yu flew out upside down.

Three swords, knock three masters. The black-clothed boy's swordsmanship shocked the audience.

Tang Fengyue stared deeply at the young man in black. With his extremely strong spiritual power, he clearly sensed that the internal strength of the young man in black was not strong, and it was only at the level of Zhou Tianjing.

However, his swordsmanship is indeed unimaginably brilliant, and he has almost exerted the speed of his swordsmanship to the extreme of his realm.

Compared to Zhao Yu, this is the real fast sword!

The strength of the innate master lies in absorbing the innate true qi and greatly increasing the internal force. The mental power is still at the level of ordinary people. And the sword of the young man in black was so fast that he didn't even have time for Zhao Yu to stimulate the true qi of the body, and he was hit head-on, and he was naturally defeated.

Next, there were many masters who challenged one after another. But what shocked everyone's jaws was that in thirty consecutive games, no one could force the young man in black to make a second sword.

This young man, who only had the cultivation of Zhou Tianjing, with his sword speed that was so fast that it exceeded the human nervous reaction, simply defeated many innate masters.

The world's martial arts, only fast is not broken. At this moment, these eight words appeared in everyone's hearts.

At this time, in the main hall, a group of Jianghu bigwigs and elite disciples were drinking and chatting.

A disciple of the Heavenly Sword Villa walked in and whispered in the ear of the wooden sword servant Mu Zhongzheng.

Mu Zhong's face showed a different color, and said with a smile: "I'm afraid you don't know yet, we are eating happily here, but the fight is already in full swing outside." ”

Lianxu Dao Chang smiled: "Martial arts are really talented. The young man was helpless with just one sword. "Obviously, the Emei sect disciples have already come in to report.

The Blood Shadow Sect came to congratulate the five elders with gloomy faces this time, and said with a smile: "It's just a wild way in the rivers and lakes, and it will be difficult to become a big thing after all." ”

The Xuantong Venerable of Sanssouci Valley had a smile on his face and said, "I heard that the Fifth Elder was also from a wild path when he was young, so it seems that he was inspired by it. ”

"Poof!"

Some squirted a sip of wine. It's a slap in the face.

Because of Tang Fengyue's killing of Wu Xingyun, coupled with the previous years of open and secret fighting, the contradiction between Sanssouci Valley and the Blood Shadow Sect has become completely clear. The whole world knows that the two major forces are incompatible.

It's just that I didn't expect that Venerable Xuantong, who has always shown people in the image of a smiling tiger, would be so unkind.

The Fifth Elder of the Blood Shadow Sect showed a mouthful of yellow teeth, and said coldly, "Xuantong, do you want to die?"

"Hehe, I've only lived for dozens of years, where is enough? Venerable Xuantong put down his wine glass, and the momentum on his body was not weaker than that of the five elders.

In the main hall, everyone looked at each other. There were also some people with a look of schadenfreude in their eyes.

Shi Xiuling, the deputy palace master of the Sword Flower Palace, persuaded: "Today is the birthday banquet of Daoist Jingyi, let's take a step back for the time being." ”

Lianxu Dao Changsheng was afraid of the embarrassing scene, so he proposed: "According to the poor road, since the heroes outside have Yaxing who competes in martial arts, we might as well help the fun, which can be regarded as a birthday celebration with martial arts as a master." ”

Lian Xuan looked at Jingyi Dao Chang in the middle, and the latter smiled slightly.

"That's a good suggestion. I also want to see the demeanor of the young man in black. ”

The beautiful man Luo Feiqing responded first.

As soon as he said this, Venerable Xuantong also smiled and said that he wanted to go and have a look. Seeing that the fight could not continue, the five elders did not dare to offend the anger of the people, so they walked out of the hall with the others.

At this time, the young man in black just defeated a congenital triple martial arts master with one sword.

"Good swordsmanship!"

A group of bigwigs standing outside the hall cheered in unison. And some of the young disciples who followed them had a flash of battle intent and arrogance in their eyes.

A disciple of Heavenly Sword Villa clenched his fist at Mu Zhongzheng: "Uncle Sword Attendant, can you let the disciple fight?"

is also a swordsman, this disciple is happy to see the hunt, and wants to meet the young man in black for a while.

Mu Zhongzheng hesitated slightly. With the name of his Heavenly Sword Villa, sending a proud disciple to challenge a little-known teenager is a bit of a bully.

The three elders of the Changchun Courtyard said with a smile: "It's just a martial arts competition, and young people should communicate more." Several other bigwigs said the same.

Mu Zhongzheng waved his hand: "Go ahead, but remember, it's up to the point." ”

The disciple hid his joy, turned around and shouted: "Jiang Zhongqi, a disciple of Heavenly Sword Mountain Villa, has come to give his godbrother a high move." "People are like geese, a few points in the air, landing in the open space dozens of feet away.

Many of the young people in the main hall secretly regretted that they spoke too late, so that they missed a good opportunity to be in the limelight.

As soon as they heard that it was a disciple of the Heavenly Sword Villa, many people in the square breathed a sigh of relief. The young man in black is strong, but he is too arrogant, and someone should kill his majesty.

The black-clothed young man didn't raise his eyes: "Heavenly Sword Villa, is that the one who is known as the No. 1 Sword Dao Sect in the Great Zhou Kingdom?"

Jiang Zhongqi smiled faintly: "Brother Tai, you are careful." ”

Brush!

Jiang Zhongqi flew with a sword.

The black-clothed boy drew his sword.

Sonor!

Starfire Splash. This time, everyone finally saw the sword of the young man in black, and his first sword, which no one could break, was blocked by Jiang Zhongqi.

Tang Fengyue felt a flurry. This Jiang Zhongqi has a congenital double cultivation, but his strength is obviously more powerful than the Blood Shadow Sect Zhang Qi that he defeated before.

Sonorous!

Jiang Zhongqi was unforgiving, and stabbed the black-clothed young man with three swords in a row. The young man in black was forced to retreat, and he was in danger.

"Haha, it turns out that you only have the first sword power. Cultivation, body method, so sparse. ”

Jiang Zhongqi was disappointed for a while, and he started faster, and he had to solve the black-clothed boy in a few moves.

Tang Fengyue's eyes suddenly lit up.

The black-clothed young man was not fast, and he moved sideways, causing Jiang Zhongqi's swordsmanship to pierce his shoulder. His second sword struck.

Laugh at!

If the first sword of the young man in black is like a light wind, then the second sword is a raging wind. Faster, faster than the first sword.

Jiang Zhongqi was shocked and hurriedly drew his sword to block back. But where can it be stopped, with a bang, the whole person rolled to the ground, and was injured by the sword qi of this sword.

The crowd was in an uproar.

Tang Fengyue said in a low voice: "He is not the first sword to be powerful, but every sword is powerful. If you want to win him, you can only stop him from drawing his sword. ”

Ignoring his injuries, the young man in black looked at the side of the main hall, and pointed at the tip of his sword: "I came here to make a name for myself, and you are my stepping stones." ”

On the other side of the main hall, a group of children of big forces were furious. Use them as stepping stones, this guy really dares to say. (To be continued.) )