Although there is no morning sun here, the glimmer of the morning still illuminates the mountains to the east! The "Valley of the Blood Mallet" is bathed in the glimmer of the morning light, and the large slope under the temple of the Yu nation is full of warriors of the Yu nation and quasi-warriors who have not yet been promoted to warriors, there are tens of thousands of people, and it seems that this Yu nation is really a force that cannot be underestimated.

The twelve elders of the Council of Presbyterians and the older members sat on a felt, made of 100 pieces of sheepskin, at the bottom of the slope. With a serious expression, he stared at Xue Meng and Yang Zhuochao, who were standing in the big open space under the slope.

Xue Meng was holding Yang Zhuochao's "chasing the wind" long sword, but Yang Zhuochao was holding Xue Meng's "clumsy attack" sword.

A warrior of the Yu nation clapped the leather drum one by one, and when he beat the twenty-ninth ring, this martial arts battle in which Xue Meng fought for the supreme honor of the swordsman for the Yu nation would begin!

As the sound of the drum approached, the people of the Yu people who were watching the battle, whether they were veterans of a hundred battles or newcomers who had never been on the battlefield, couldn't help but breathe heavily!

Xue Meng's eyes flashed with a terrifying light, for the reputation of the Yu nation and the respect for the "Immortals", he would never show mercy to his subordinates.....!

The invisible pressure in the air is even stronger. Yang Zhuochao adjusted his breathing to the point where there was nothing, and the heart lake was silent and waveless. The nerves of all the others are like a tense bowstring, waiting for a vicious fight to break out!

Xue Meng's left and right feet alternately lifted and put down, making a "poof" sound of stomping on the ground, which aggravated the terrifying atmosphere!

The drumming suddenly turned into a continuous and muffled one. With the roar of the twenty-ninth blow that finally sounded, Xue screamed violently, his eyes swelled, and he leaned forward, rushing to four feet in front of Yang Zhuochao. "Chasing the wind" bent a moving small arc and picked it towards Yang Zhuochao's throat.

Yang Zhuochao smiled slightly, and the "clumsy attack" sword was like a poisonous snake bursting out of the snake hole, passing by the "chasing the wind", and picking it at Xue Meng's throat like a gourd. But a little bit faster than him!

Xue Meng deserved to be the first swordsman of the Yu people who was brave and good at fighting, and he was not flustered! He moved back flexibly slightly, and just happened to reach the distance that the "clumsy attack" big sword could not reach. "Chasing the wind" sank and rose, and slashed at Yang Zhuochao's big sword from the bottom up. If you cut him straight, the "clumsy attack" sword will definitely be divided into two.....

Yang Zhuochao let out a long roar, sat on the horse sinking bridge slightly, and took advantage of the "clumsy attack" sword to meet the "chasing wind" that came from the cutting. The onlookers screamed one after another, but the sword momentum did not stop in the slightest! instead, it sped up, so that Yang Zhuochao did not have time to change his moves and retreat.

Seeing the two swords clash. Yang Zhuochao let out a long roar again, the "clumsy attack" sword was split straight into a flat position, when the "chasing the wind" just touched the sword body, it suddenly shrunk backwards, and at the same time, the "clumsy attack" sword changed from flat to oblique, and moved outward with the "chasing the wind", and the heavy "clumsy attack" sword was as weak as a feather. Until the power of "chasing the wind" is completely dissolved.....!

When the people of the Yu nationality saw that the "clumsy attack" of the big sword was not damaged, they were stunned and burst into thunderous cheers on the ground. Xue Meng shouted in a deep voice: Good swordsmanship! Take back the "chasing the wind", take advantage of Yang Zhuochao's "clumsy attack" big sword swinging open, and the empty door is exposed, with the power of the body's forward pressure, the "chasing the wind" long sword is stabbed in the chest.

Yang Zhuochao thought to himself: That's what I want you to do! With a twist of his left arm, the "clumsy attack" sword turned back like a whirlwind from the outer gear in the upper right of "Chasing the Wind" at a high speed that was difficult to see with the naked eye!

I could only hear the sound of "dang chang", which resounded throughout the audience! The people of the Yu nationality looked like they were about to stop breathing. Yang Zhuochao and Xue Meng's brawn strength is roughly the same, but Yang Zhuochao took advantage of the weight of the "clumsy attack" sword! Moreover, the spiral force of the strangulation is far better than that of a straight stab, Xue Meng's whole body was immediately shocked, and the "Chasing the Wind" long sword almost took off his hand.....!

Xue Meng screamed wildly and stepped back. Yang Zhuochao's feet, which had never moved, suddenly stepped forward with lightning! The sword momentum of the "clumsy attack" sword was like a great river of the Yangtze River, and it rushed towards Xue Meng in waves!

However, no matter how the sword unfolds, it always sticks to the "chasing the wind" long sword and attacks wildly, so that the opponent cannot use the invincible blade to create an advantage. The people of the Yu Nation were shouting frantically, and they didn't know who they were cheering for! Xue Meng's stomach was sullen and he struggled to support it, and he took more than ten steps back in a row! This may be the most coveted record set by him, a warrior who is invincible to the Yu Nation.....

Yang Zhuochao laughed, and the sword momentum suddenly retracted! Yang Zhuochao used a set of extremely meticulous swordsmanship at this time, snatching into his sword momentum, although it was a sword exchange, but there was no half-collision!

I will advance when he retreats, and I will retreat when he advances. This is purely a quick fight, and every sword of Yang Zhuochao is Xue Meng's must-save place!

The people of the Feather Nation stood up one after another, shouting hysterically and madly for this wonderful sword fight! Resounding through the valley, earth-shattering .....!

Suddenly, only a shrill scream of metal tearing could be heard! Yang Zhuochao and Xue Meng were separated. Yang Zhuochao's "clumsy attack" sword was only half cut off, and the Shining Clansmen who were screaming excitedly were silent for a while!

Xue Meng stared at Yang Zhuochao blankly, and the people of the Yu nationality immediately shouted with joy! Their warriors were victorious. Xue Meng raised his left hand at this time, stopping their cheers! Everyone didn't know why, and looked at the two people on the field.

Yang Zhuochao looked at Xue Meng with a smile, he walked towards Yang Zhuochao step by step, respectfully handed the "chasing wind" that had been returned to the sheath to Yang Zhuochao, and said loudly: Yang Zhuochao, you have won!

Yang Zhuochao stuck the broken sword on the ground, took the "Chasing the Wind" long sword, shook his head with a smile and said: I don't have a ..... win!

Xue Meng turned to face his silent clansmen: Do you think I have won? But in fact, I am defeated..... Because Shangxian Yang Zhuochao deliberately asked me to cut off his sword just now, even I thought I had won at that time, so it was really me who was defeated!

Everyone showed a look of incomprehension, and Xue Meng said excitedly: It was at the moment of the broken sword that I exposed a gap in my defense! With Yang Zhuochao's swordsmanship, just the cutting of the sword can kill me! But what moved me was that Yang Zhuochao not only did not take the opportunity to defeat me, but also gave up his defense! He completely exposed himself to my sword.....

Yang Zhuochao said indifferently: What's the big deal about that! Am I afraid that your friend will kill me? Xue Meng turned his head, looked at Yang Zhuochao deeply, and said: Brother Yang, this is your trust in me! I will always remember it in my heart.....

He raised his two big hands, turned around and announced to his people: "I make an oath as the number one warrior of the Feather Nation, the chief of the warriors, and the warrior representative of the Council of Elders!"

From today onwards, Yang Zhuochao is our own brother! Even if he wants our most precious life, we are all willing to give it. The people of the Yu nationality raised their weapons together and shouted in unison: Yang Zhuochao is our own brother.....!

The shouts of tens of thousands of warriors shook the valley and roared like a raging wind, making people's blood boil. "Chasing the wind" sword unsheathed.

Yang Zhuochao raised his sword high and said loudly: "The Yu nation will always be my Yang Zhuochao's good brother, and I respect the "Vermilion Bird" Holy Beast God! Because he has brought the great Yu nation to the earth, and brought my good brother! We will fight side by side for the peace of the earth, and we will never doubt the loyalty ..... of the other party!

The people of the Yu nationality also raised their weapons together and applauded loudly to show their respect. Since then, a new form of alliance has taken root in the eastern region of this "spatial plane.....