The cold wind was slow, and the dead trees whose leaves had fallen off in the Thousand Bird Yuan still made a dull sound in the wind, and the three people surrounding Xuanyuan Jianqiu in the field were not intimidated by his domineering, but their faces were solemn, and they didn't make any moves for a while.

Xuanyuan Jianqiu's eyes swept over, and the solemn expressions of several people were in full view, and he sneered and said: "Barbarian Xiaoxiao, it is really difficult to get into the hall of elegance, ten years ago, when I first entered the Dragon List, I was still half vigilant about RB martial arts, but now I am too disappointed." ”

Ye Shan Jingchen only smiled at Xuanyuan Jianqiu's ridicule, Jingu Shi frowned, and the hand holding the sword moved forward slightly, and Fujiwara Cang also looked angry, and said coldly: "Zhan, let me understand the edge of the first person on the Huaxia Dragon List." ”

Fujiwara Cang also said and pulled out ten swords, his feet did not see force, only a light kick and rushed to Xuanyuan Jianqiu, Xuanyuan Jianqiu's right arm shook, waved the sword to meet it, the two swords were staggered, and there was a slight splash of sparks in the night, Xuanyuan Jianqiu waved the sword and opened and closed, but the Gongbu sword was not clumsy, the sword dance and the dragon were overflowing with domineering, Fujiwara Cang did not take a sword, so he made one more gesture, less than ten swords, Fujiwara Cang was also tired of defense, and his steps retreated sharply, but Xuanyuan Jianqiu followed him like a shadow, and the sonorous sound was endless, Fujiwara Cang also retreated into the forest and jumped onto the tree, but he had not yet stood firm, the Gongbu sword came quickly, the sawdust flew, and Fujiwara Cang was also able to dodge, and he was shocked into a cold sweat。

Hayama Jingchen and Jingu Shi glanced at each other, and they could see a trace of jealousy in each other's eyes, although they had long known that Xuanyuan Jianqiu's strength was amazing, but with Fujiwara Soya's strength, he was tired of dealing with it to such an extent, which had far exceeded the expectations of several people.

Fujiwara Cang was also a little unable to support Xuanyuan Jianqiu's attack, and he didn't know if it was the so-called bushido spirit, he didn't make a sound to ask the two for help, but Hayama Jingchen and Jingu Wataru couldn't watch Fujiwara Cangya seem to be under Xuanyuan Jianqiu's sword, Jingu Shibu suddenly shook his body, and the pitch-black gold-inlaid robe hunted in the night wind, but it did not affect his actions, Jingu Shi's long knife was unsheathed, and a bright arc of light slashed towards Xuanyuan Jianqiu under the moonlight.

The long knife was approaching, and Xuanyuan Jianqiu smiled and said, "It turned out to be a ghost cut, yes, you two can go together." ”

Xuanyuan Jianqiu flashed Jingu Shi's knife, swung his sword to meet it, and advanced and retreated under the attack of the two, not falling behind, but Jingu Shi obviously did not have Fujiwara Soya's persistence, and said to Hayama Jingchen: "Have you seen enough?"

Ye Shan Jingchen smiled weirdly, folded the fan lightly, and an abrupt shadow appeared behind Xuanyuan Jianqiu, and then Ye Shan Jingchen stepped out and arrived at the position of the shadow, but what greeted him was the blade of the Gongbu Sword, Ye Shan Jingchen's face changed slightly, he took a step back, and returned to his original position in an instant.

"RB's Yin and Yang technique originated from Huaxia, but it only has to be fur, the three of you are together, and I can't keep me if I want to go. Xuanyuan Jianqiu sneered.

"But will you go?" the Yin-Yang Technique was frustrated, and Hayama Jingchen was not discouraged, but still said with a smile.

"No, but leave me alone, you will have to pay at least two lives, if you don't believe me, you can try. Xuanyuan Jianqiu swung away with a sword and said proudly.

Not only Hayama Jingchen, but the other two also changed their faces slightly, Fujiwara Cangya's knees were slightly bent, and he suddenly erupted, slashing head-on at Xuanyuan Jianqiu, and the ten sword lights were stacked for a while, as if there were thousands of sword lights slashing towards Xuanyuan Jianqiu.

"Oh?" Xuanyuan Jianqiu was only slightly depressed, Gongbu stabbed out, and there was no sword shadow in an instant, Gongbu Sword was on the tip of the ten-held sword, Fujiwara Soya's face was a little pale for a moment, and he took two steps back, and Jingu Shibu also stood away slightly, his eyes turned slightly and he didn't know what he was thinking.

"I think that's all for today. Ye Shan Jingchen said with a smile, no longer with the slightest murderous aura, as if it was an ordinary exchange.

Shen Gong Shi hesitated for a moment, and turned around and left directly, and soon the figure disappeared into the thousand-year-old abyss, Ye Shan Jingchen put away the folding fan, gently patted the dust on the kimono, and smiled at Xuanyuan Jianqiu: "Since we will see you again soon, there is no need to send it." With that, he turned around and left slowly.

Fujiwara Cangya saw that the two of them had already left, his face was angry, knowing that he would bring humiliation on himself again, and he was a little unwilling to put away his sword, and said to Xuanyuan Jianqiu, who was still standing proudly: "The revenge of killing the son, the Fujiwara family dare not forget." As he spoke, he turned around and retreated, not glancing at Xuanyuan Jianqiu again.

Xuanyuan Jianqiu turned around, there seemed to be anger in his heart, and he coldly spit out three words: "Li Tiruo!"