Feng Xiaohan asked, "Scared?"

Liang Jiuye's right thumb pressed against the hilt of the sword and took a step forward, and at the same time, the sword was unsheathed by an inch, and the invisible sound of the sword jumped in his ears.

He said, "What the sword heart points to, there is no fear. ”

"Well said. ”

Feng Xiaohan savored it and praised: "I hope your sword can be as good as your beautiful words." ”

Words are like swords, falling on people's ears, but what is cut is the word "quiet" in the heart.

The few Renyan Sect disciples who were watching the battle had anger in their expressions, and some sects that were close to them also frowned.

This is too inconsiderate of people.

Liang Jiuye is not only highly talented, but he is naturally very good at being able to enter the Collapse Realm at such an age, and he will not be angry for such a trivial matter.

Liang Jiuye said: "The family teacher often said that the most important thing for a swordsman is to have peace in his heart, so that he can tolerate the sword, and if the heart is not quiet, the sword cannot survive." Although the sword of Feng Daoyou missed, it was very interesting and admired. ”

This was said to Feng Xiaohan, and it was also said to those fellow disciples in the audience.

Feng Xiaohan thought for a moment and said, "It looks like your sword is really as good as your words. ”

Liang Jiuye said: "It's okay. ”

A flash of sword light appeared in Feng Xiaohan's hand.

Liang Jiuye held the hilt of the sword in his left hand, and the slender sword body was like the first ray of moonlight reflected in the river, clear as a wash.

Looking at this scene, Feng Xiaohan squinted his eyes, as if his eyes were dazzled by this sword light.

Left-handed sword?

Feng Xiaohan can also use a left-handed sword, although the sword is like flowing water, but it is always not as easy as the right-handed sword.

Looking at Liang Jiuye's posture holding the sword, there was an exclamation in the crowd of spectators,

Most people have never seen a left-handed sword.

There were two teachers from the Purple Palace Academy in the crowd, and one of them said with emotion: "The last time I saw the left-handed sword, I was a teenager, and the teacher used a wooden branch as a sword to beat me up, and then I knew that his old man was actually a left-hander, and I haven't seen the teacher make a move since then." ”

Another person said: "The Great Elder of the Renyan Sect, Yuan Ye, is the left-handed sword, it seems that he really accepted a good apprentice, and even handed over the law sword to him to carry with him." ”

The Great Elder of the Renyan Sect is in charge of the rules and precepts of the sect, a sword of law is upright, fair and honest, and his cultivation is also extremely high, and he is very respected by all sects in the cultivation world.

Feng Xiaohan unfolded his body and came to the other party, pointed at the long night, and then slashed into the void.

Even if he doesn't have vitality, he can compete with the demon leopard in speed.

What's more, he used the way of Kyushu Escape, as if his body came to the front with a flicker.

The sword path of the left-handed sword is strange, the angle is tricky, so it is difficult to deal with, and Liang Jiuye's body is also unpredictable, and his body twisted at a critical moment, like a distance of three steps to the left.

Feng Xiaohan's sword fell into the air, making a "snort" sound, and a white line appeared where the barren sword fell, which only existed for a moment.

It was a sign that the air had been cut open.

It's hard to imagine anyone who could do this in the flesh.

But it is easy to imagine what will happen if Liang Jiuye is slashed by this sword.

Looking at the line that had disappeared, Liang Jiuye's expression changed slightly.

Feng Xiaohan's sword rose into the air, and when it fell vertically, it brought the wind like flowing water, making a rattling sound, and washed towards each other like a waterfall.

Someone exclaimed, not because they were worried about Liang Jiuye's safety, but because they recognized the sword.

Luzhou landscape sword!

The Eight Swords of Mountains and Rivers are famous sword moves, and they are the real swords of Changming Sect.

The man exclaimed, he didn't expect such a young person to be able to learn this sword and practice it so skillfully.

The dust carried by the moving air is like a mist splashed by a waterfall hitting the surface of the water, and the sound of the wind is like water, this is a vision!

Liang Jiuye faced the Hongda sword momentum, but did not dodge, the Renyan Law Sword was like a poisonous snake that suddenly burst out in the grass, and easily bypassed the barren sword along the water momentum, and the wind and dust brought up did not play a role.

Feng Xiaohan fights in battle, often uses the Luzhou landscape sword as a guise to attract attention, and then ends everything with a knife on a sunny day.

But this time it is a simple sword competition, even if you lose with a knife, and Changqingtai is already in the palace, and the small sword used here in the west is likely to be taken back by the palace.

The invisible sword could be used, but he wanted to keep it, maybe it could be used as a miracle move.

So instead of throwing the barren sword out, he dragged it back and used the Eight Methods of Night Fighting.

This is the first time he has fought with the left-handed sword, and he is still a little unaccustomed, the opponent's sword path is too weird and he doesn't dare to hold it up, so he used this trick to make the sword light protect his body, and attack as defense.

Liang Jiuye's sword light collided with the barren sword, making a crisp sound of "bump".

He borrowed the sword momentum to dissolve seventy percent of the opponent's strength, but he was still repulsed a few steps, and the ground of the bluestone slab was stepped on shallow traces.

The law sword was almost knocked out, and the tiger's mouth was even more scarlet blood.

People's hearts sounded with similar words as the big white fat man had said before-rely on physical strength when you don't need vitality.

Feng Xiaohan has an absolute crushing advantage in physical strength, which can be seen through the bones inserted in the wall in the distance.

Those who were slightly weaker in cultivation in the spectators threw an elbow bone on the premise that they could use their vitality, and they did not dare to guarantee that they could do better than him.

Liang Jiuye looked at the blood on the back of his hand, not knowing what he was thinking.

Feng Xiaohan tilted his head and thought about it, as if he had made up his mind, he changed his sword in both hands, and stood there very casually, without any sword style, full of flaws.

Liang Jiuye said: "Although I know that I have lost, I still want to try. ”

Feng Xiaohan said: "Regardless of whether there is a problem in kendo you mentioned or not, you can only comprehend that strength is the key to determining victory or defeat. ”

Liang Jiuye said: "My next sword move is similar to the Taiji sword, and it has the magic of four or two thousand catties. ”

Feng Xiaohan smiled slightly and said, "Master, I will reduce ten meetings with one force, and specialize in all kinds of bells and whistles." ”

Suddenly, the wind rose, blowing people's sleeves at the same time, it also blew the sword light of the Renyan Sect's Law Sword.

Looking at the sword light that fluttered and twisted like catkins, Feng Xiaohan's expression became vigilant.

The sword didn't move, Mr. Vision.

No matter what kind of swordsmanship this is, Liang Jiuye has definitely put in great efforts to achieve such a realm.

Feng Xiaohan began to hesitate, should he use this method or use the Xuanhuang Sword?

The moonlight hid behind the clouds, and the starry sky had already dimmed, and by the light of the night pearl, people could also see everything in the field, so they didn't notice it.

The next moment, Liang Jiuye moved.

He took a step forward, but his body moved strangely more than ten steps away, and the sword light was like a catkins like a whip to wind Xiaohan, but the sword body would not bend and stabbed at him.

Feng Xiaohan held the sword above his head in both hands, and then slashed downward.

It's like a woodcutter swinging an axe to chop wood, a cook lifting a knife to break bones, a blacksmith hammering iron, and a carpenter swinging a hammer to nail a nail......

It's not a sword move,

It's not even a chopping motion,

It's pure smashing!

There was a snap, and a sword fell to the ground.