Liu Sheng turned to Long Yue with a sword, looked up and down, his eyes flashed, and he said in a deep voice: "Very good, your strength is very strong, you are qualified to do it with me." ”

Liu Sheng's words made Xu Haiqi's face turn blue, just now the other party said that he was not his opponent, but now he said that Long Yue was qualified to fight with him, doesn't this mean that he is not this Long Yue's opponent.

Long Yue is Yang Yifeng's senior sister, all the ten guards of the hidden door know this, but they can't see anything special about Long Yue at all, the first time they met, they haven't seen Long Yue's skills, unlike the Thirteen Taibao, they all know Long Yue's identity, and they also know that she is a congenital junior master, a woman who looks like a professional female surname, Xu Hai doesn't think that the other party will be better than himself.

"Liu Sheng has a sword, if he has the ability, he will fight with Lao Tzu, and what kind of man is he to work with a woman." Xu Hai said loudly with a disdainful face.

Long Yue frowned, and Liu Sheng Yijian also looked at Xu Hai with a displeased face, Wang Yiming and other people in the Thirteen Taibao secretly smiled bitterly, and came into contact with the Ten Guards of the Hidden Gate, everyone knew that they were all masters with their own unique skills, especially this Xu Hai, who was quite successful in hard kung fu, but his surname was straightforward, and his temper was a little hot, listening to his tone, it was obvious that he didn't take Long Yue in his eyes.

Wang Yiming showed a wry smile slightly, glanced at Long Yue and whispered: "Miss Long, the ten guards of the hidden door are all Yifeng's people, they only listen to Yifeng's words, I hope you don't mind." ”

Long Yue naturally knew that Wang Yiming was worried that he would get angry and have a conflict with the people from the hidden door, which made Yang Yifeng embarrassed, and said with a faint smile: "Don't worry, I, Long Yue, am not such a stingy person, they don't understand me, I don't care." ”

After speaking, Long Yue walked towards Liu Sheng Yijian, and his whole body suddenly burst out, his eyes stared at Liu Sheng Yijian coldly, and said lightly: "Liu Sheng Yijian, let's do it, let me understand the power of your Liu Sheng family's sword." ”

Liu Sheng's face was solemn with a sword, and the momentum that Long Yue burst out at this time had already put a lot of pressure on him, and he knew that the beautiful woman opposite was a strong person, and her strength was very likely to be above him. However, Liu Sheng's sword is not afraid, the power of his Liu Sheng's sword is a sword mastery, a sword out, the gods and ghosts cry, compared to the other schools of this wind slash is not inferior.

Debuted at the age of twenty, Yanagi Yijian has challenged a total of 100 martial arts masters in the past five years, with a proud record of 97 wins and three defeats, he is known as the first strong man of the younger generation in the martial arts circles, many famous masters are defeated under his sword, and even many masters who are stronger than him are also defeated with hatred under his sword, Yanagi Yijian has full pride and confidence in the family heirloom sword.

A dazzling cold light bounced from the back of Liu Sheng's sword, and a single-edged thin sword as thin as a cicada's wings appeared in Liu Sheng's hand, this sword is called Jiaolong Yin, although it is not qualified to be listed in the weapon spectrum, but it is also a peerless sword, and it is the sword of his Yanagi family.

Although Long Yue is also a high-minded and arrogant person, but when facing the enemy, he never underestimated any enemy, staring at Liu Sheng's thin sword that was ready to move, his left leg took a half step forward, the void spirit was quiet, his chest was pulled, his shoulders were heavy, his elbows were lowered, his waist was loosened and his hips were collapsed, and he opened up the posture.

Liu Sheng's sword is a sword that pays attention to the preemptive strike, the sword goes to the front, the sword qi is like a rainbow, the momentum of the whole body is condensed, and the first pressure is given from the sword momentum, the sharp and sharp sword moves are like surging water, and the continuous attacks make the opponent retreat and defenseless.

Seeing Long Yue in a good position, Liu Sheng put a thin sword in front of him, and stretched forward with his other arm bent at his elbow, burst into a shout, and pounced on Long Yue with a step.

Long Yue stared at Liu Sheng's sword with a calm face, quiet as a mountain, watching the thin sword in front of him, suddenly twisted his waist, Jiaolong Yin rubbed her face, pierced his body, punched the bottom frame, and attacked Liu Sheng's chest and abdomen with a push.

Liu Sheng's sword and sword missed, one foot sank, his body leaned back, Jiaolong Yin swept Long Yue's head, the speed was extremely fast, and Sen Han's sword qi had already made Long Yue's cheeks feel pain.

The figure sank, and Long Yue's hand had already stuck to the wrist of Liu Sheng's sword, and pushed out the attack route of Liu Sheng's sword Jiaolong Yin with a big stroke.

Everyone in the courtyard stared at the rapid entanglement between the two, and the ten guards of the hidden door all changed color, especially Xu Hai, whose face was already flushed, and the momentum that Long Yue burst out just now had already frightened him, at this time, he had already realized that he had underestimated Long Yue and this warrior, and if it was himself, he was afraid that he would not be able to take the attack of Liu Sheng's sword so easily.

Glancing at Xu Hai, who was ashamed and uneasy, Ling Yun smiled faintly and shook his head, he knew his second brother's temper, and it was not clear what he was thinking in his heart at this time.

Yan Wu looked at Liu Sheng Yijian and Long Yue, who were already quickly entangled together, glanced at Murong Xiaodao beside him and sighed: "Sister Long is so powerful, but this Liu Sheng Yijian does have arrogant capital, Xiaodao, which of them do you think will win?" ”

"I also hope that Long Yue will win, but it seems that Yanagi Yijian has not done his best, and it is difficult to say whether he will win or lose." Murong Xiaodao said with a wry smile.

With the fight between the two, everyone's hearts were in their throats, Long Yue was empty-handed after all, although between movements, he retreated quickly, unpredictably, and his body was like an ape, but he couldn't get close to Liu Sheng's sword. And Liu Sheng's sword swordsmanship is unpredictable, and his body is as fast as lightning, the fight between the two is exciting and thrilling, and the outcome is really unpredictable.

Just when everyone was nervously watching the fight between the two on the field, Yang Yifeng, Shen Feng and others appeared in the courtyard.

"Yifeng, you're back, this Liu Sheng Yijian is a strong enemy, and the dragon girl may not be able to defeat him." Wang Yiming looked at Yang Yifeng who came to the front and said eagerly.

Yang Yifeng nodded, as soon as he came back, he saw that the atmosphere in the villa was tense, and he saw that Long Yue was fighting fiercely with a long-haired young man, and he was very strange in his heart, and when he heard Wang Yiming's words, he knew that it was Yu himself who was fighting with Long Yue.

"Brother-in-law, the prodigal son and Yan Fei are injured, let them take them in to heal first, and I will deal with the matter here." Yang Yifeng nodded.

"Knife, what the hell is going on?" Seeing that the prodigal son and Yan Fei were led into the villa by Wang Yiming, Yang Yifeng turned to Murong Xiaodao and asked.

"This one named Liu Sheng Yijian, injured several disciples of the Salt Gang, and one person broke in, he said that he was going to duel with you, and you were not there, so Long Yue fought for you." Murong Xiaodao said with a wry smile.

Yang Yifeng frowned, and thought in his heart, this person's swordsmanship is very, very weird, and I am afraid that there is no way for senior sister to take him. Thinking of this, Yang Yifeng took Yun Feifei and turned around and walked towards the villa.

Yu Siyi was accompanied by Yun Xiaorou, standing in front of the villa and watching the fight outside, and after seeing Yang Yifeng, Yu Siyi greeted her with a concerned face.

"Yifeng, are you back? Are there any injuries? Let me see. Yu Siyi said as she looked Ailang up and down, and after making sure that Ailang was okay, her face relaxed.

"Siyi, I'm worried about you, I'm fine." Yang Yifeng took the woman's little hand and said with a gentle smile.

Yun Feifei was also pulled by the second sister at this time, and the two sisters said some confidant words. Yang Yifeng helped Yu Siyi into the villa.

"Siyi, I'll let Feifei accompany you later, I'll take care of things outside, stay in the room and be safer." Yang Yifeng helped the woman sit down and said softly.

"Then you have to be careful, I'll wait for you to come back." Yu Siyi knew that Yang Yifeng cared about herself, so she nodded obediently and said gently.

Holding the Qilin Golden Knife, Yang Yifeng turned around and walked out of the room, asked Yun Feifei in the living room, and walked out of the villa.

Seeing that Long Yue was fighting with Liu Sheng with a sword in the courtyard, Yang Yifeng said in a deep voice: "Liu Sheng a sword, aren't you going to duel with me?" I'm coming. ”

Hearing Yang Yifeng's voice, Long Yue secretly breathed a sigh of relief, she had been fighting with Liu Sheng with a sword for so long, she understood that she couldn't win the other party at all, and Liu Sheng had no way to take her own sword, it didn't make any sense to fight like this, so she made a false move and jumped out of the battle circle.

"Stinky boy, you're finally back, senior sister is almost exhausted." Long Yuejiao glanced at Yang Yifeng, calmed her breath, and scolded with a smile.

"Senior sister, go aside and rest for a while, let me deal with him." Yang Yifeng smiled, nodded at Long Yue, and walked towards Liu Sheng's sword.

After fighting for so long, Liu Sheng Yijian also knew that it was impossible for him to defeat Long Yue, and Long Yue couldn't hurt himself, the strength of the two was between the two of them, and they couldn't tell the winner for a while.

Seeing the appearance of a young man younger than himself, Liu Sheng glanced at Yang Yifeng with a sword, and asked in surprise, "You are Yang Yifeng?" ”

"Yes, I'm Yang Yifeng, your strength and physical strength have been seriously consumed, if I fight you, even if I win, I won't be able to win. Why don't we win or lose with one move, and each of us uses our strongest blow? Yang Yifeng said in a deep voice.

"Okay, fair." Liu Sheng thought that it would be a fierce battle of life and death, but he didn't expect Yang Yifeng to say a way to win or lose, and he couldn't help but secretly admire Yang Yifeng's personality, this is because the other party doesn't want to take advantage of himself, with his current physical strength, I'm afraid it will be difficult to support a long-term fight.

Jiaolong Yin picked up the sword flowers, and Liu Sheng's sword and body power had been condensed, and the momentum of his whole body soared to a limit, locking Yang Yifeng.

A brilliant golden mang, Yang Yifeng's Qilin golden sword was raised high, and the monstrous battle intent soared, and Liu Sheng confronted each other with a sword.

At this time, the atmosphere was even more tense than Long Yue and Liu Sheng's sword competition just now, and everyone in the courtyard felt two strong momentum enveloping them, and they all took a few steps back, looking at the two of them with solemn faces.

Yang Yifeng had a knife in his hand, and his battle intent was surging, although he sensed that Liu Sheng's sword was not inferior to his own momentum at all, but his face was not afraid, and his innate true qi swam in the meridians of his body, and the whole person was as quiet as Mount Tai in an instant, and his momentum was cold.

Liu Sheng Yijian stared at Yang Yifeng tightly, cold sweat appeared on his forehead, facing Yang Yifeng, his pressure was far greater than the pressure that Long Yue gave him, Yang Yifeng seemed to be still, but there was no flaw in his body, Liu Sheng Yijian could even feel the strong murderous aura of the Qilin Golden Knife, no matter how he shot, he was not sure to deal with the power of Yang Yifeng's golden knife.

The two who were still did not make a move for a long time. And the onlookers also felt more and more the dull pressure, and the whole courtyard was silent.

"I lost, but I didn't lose in your strength, but in your weapon, the Qilin Golden Sword is really a peerless divine weapon, admire." Yanagi Yijian suddenly disappeared from the momentum of his whole body, sighed, and spoke.

Yang Yifeng smiled faintly, nodded and said: "I admit that if there is no Qilin Golden Sword, I am not your opponent, and your martial arts also make me admire, I hope we still have a chance to have a real battle." ”

"Definitely, now, a year later, I will come to you again, and I hope that I can have a good fight with you then. My Yanagi family failed in this mission to snatch the golden knife, and tomorrow I will leave Wuhan with the people of my family, good luck. Liu Sheng put away the dragon chant with a sword, said calmly, turned around and left.