For Dugu Chen's words, Li Qifeng felt very inexplicable, watching Dugu Chen walk into the ring, Li Qifeng was not good at asking again, his eyes glanced around, Li Qifeng actually found a familiar figure Huansha. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

At this moment, Huansha was looking at herself, to be precise, glaring at herself, Li Qifeng shook his shoulders helplessly, he didn't expect this Nizi to be so fond of holding grudges.

Seeing Li Qifeng's actions, Huansha's eyes became even more angry, and he gritted his silver teeth angrily.

Li Qifeng is a little unclear, I don't know how Huansha has so much hatred for himself, and he can't wait to eat himself alive.

Facing the hateful gaze, Li Qifeng could only choose to temporarily avoid the edge, and his eyes fell on the ring.

Dugu Chen stood with an arrogant face, and looked at the opposite hand defiantly-Mao Yang.

Mao Yang's dress is very simple, and his whole body is up, and I am afraid that only the iron sword in his hand is worth a little, in the face of this Dugu Chen's provocation, Mao Yang is very calm, in the Sword Sect, no one knows, Dugu Chen is a guy who is so crazy that there is no edge.

Mao Yang took a deep breath, the hand holding the sword increased his strength, the green tendons on his arm burst out, and his expression became very solemn, this is the first battle, facing Dugu Chen, whose cultivation talent is like a demon, Mao Yang does not dare to have the slightest carelessness.

The smile on Dugu Chen's face gradually converged, and his footsteps moved slightly.

Mao Yang, who had been on guard for a long time, made a move immediately, and on the iron sword, the sword qi was like a dragon, and it rushed away.

Dugu Chen's footsteps moved, swinging his sword out, and the sword qi also impacted away.

The two sword qi collided in mid-air, and then annihilated.

The figures of the two swept out almost at the same time, and the two collided together, then passed by, and then stood with their backs to each other,

Mao Yang's hand holding the sword trembled slightly, and there was a trace of pain in his expression, although it was a simple fight, but Dugu Chen's domineering strength still made him suffer a lot, whether it was strength or internal strength, it was incomparable to Mao Yang.

Dugu Chen's expression was still very calm, he turned around, and the long sword pointed straight at Mao Yang.

"You must not be hard!" Mao Yang said silently in his heart, feeling the fierce sword qi behind him, and the moment he turned around, the long sword moved, and the sword qi swept out like a torrential rain, and the power was amazing.

Dugu Chen stood still, his long sword shook, and his sword qi soared, converging into a giant sword in mid-air, slashing straight down.

The giant sword slashed the sword qi that came out of the training in two.

Dugu Chen's figure moved, and the long sword mopped the ground, drawing a deep mark on the sturdy bluestone.

Mao Yang's expression changed, the long sword moved, countless afterimages appeared in the air, and his body involuntarily retreated, choosing to avoid the edge for the time being.

Duguchen didn't give Mao Yang the slightest chance.

The sword that mopped the floor suddenly raised, and the whole person jumped high, and then smashed the long sword in his hand fiercely.

Everything happened too fast, too quickly.

Mao Yang raised the sword in his hand, and his internal force rolled out wildly, trying to take the sword.

But-

A clicking sound was heard.

The iron sword in Mao Yang's hand was divided into two, Dugu Chen's long sword was on Mao Yang's shoulder, the sword qi converged, and the long sword was calm as usual.

Mao Yang's Adam's apple rolled, and he wanted to speak, but he found that his throat was blocked, and he used all his strength on the broken sword.

Mu Qingfeng glanced at it and said in a flat tone: "Dugu Chensheng!"

Dugu Chen put away his sword and jumped off the ring, his movements were very chic, his face was not red or panting, as if he was nothing.

Mao Yang picked up the half-cut sword that fell to the ground and slowly walked down from the ring.

Dugu Chen stood beside Li Qifeng and said in a low voice, "How is it...... Clean, let's be clean!"

Li Qifeng ignored Dugu Chen, and instead set his eyes on Mao Yang, who stepped down from the ring.

Mao Yang held two severed swords, and his expression was very guilty.

In the duel just now, Dugu Chen seemed to defeat Mao Yang lightly, but it did not mean that Mao Yang's strength was very weak, on the contrary, Mao Yang's strength was almost the same as Dugu Chen, especially the last blow, the iron sword in Mao Yang's hand was too ordinary, and he couldn't withstand Mao Yang's strong internal force at all, so the sword was broken.

"You shouldn't cut off his iron sword. ”

Li Qifeng said softly.

Dugu Chen's expression was stunned for a moment, and then he said disapprerovitically: "It's just an ordinary iron sword, and it's not as sharp as the kitchen knife in my kitchen, so if you cut it, you can cut it, why not." ”

Li Qifeng shook his head, "You don't know how important that iron sword is to Mao Yang. ”

Before Duguchen could speak, Li Qifeng walked towards Mao Yang and said with a serious expression: "I'm sorry, I apologize to you for Duguchen." ”

Mao Yang raised his head, looked at Li Qifeng, showed a dry smile, and said, "It's okay...... A defeat is a defeat, and there is no need to apologize at all. ”

Li Qifeng shook his head and continued: "He cut off your sword, it's his fault. ”

Li Qifeng is too familiar with Duguchen's character, if Duguchen comes to apologize, I'm afraid it will be more difficult than ascending to the sky.

Mao Yang smiled, glanced at the broken sword in his hand, and said, "I really don't need to apologize...... It's just a bit of a pity that a good sword is wasted like this. ”

There was a sincere smile on his face, but he couldn't lift the regret in his eyes.

It was just an iron sword, extremely ordinary, but it was completely different for Mao Yang, it was a good sword.

Since he was a child, his family was poor, Mao Yang was eager to have a sword of his own, and his father sharpened a lot of wooden swords for him, but it was difficult to withstand his strength at all, and it would break in a few days.

Once, while working for a large family, Mao Yang found a rusty sword in the utility room, Mao Yang stole the sword on impulse, but he didn't expect to meet the housekeeper - It was like a nightmare-like experience, although it was a rusty sword, it did not belong to Mao Yang, although the rusty sword was worthless, Mao Yang was still beaten, and three months' salary was ruthlessly deducted, and even affected his father, he did not hesitate to kneel down and plead, and in the end the rusty sword was locked in the utility room by the hateful housekeeper.

Three months later, Mao Yang got his own real sword, which was his father's salary for three months.

That sword has always been with Mao Yang, because it contains too many things, there is heavy fatherly love, there is a thin coolness of human affection, and there are also memories of the past.

However, today, the iron sword was finally overwhelmed and broken in two.

Walking out of the memories, a smile appeared on Mao Yang's face, and the regret in his eyes disappeared without a trace. "Actually, it's okay to break it...... The past is gone, so why be so persistent!"

Li Qifeng also smiled, his eyes were the window of a person's soul, and through Mao Yang's eyes, he saw relief.

"Actually...... I want to say, I'm going to give you a sword, I don't know what you think?"

Duguchen, who had been quietly watching, walked over quickly, and a faint voice came into Mao Yang's ears.

The smile on Li Qifeng's face was even stronger.

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