Early in the morning of the second day, before dawn, Zeng Zichen had already practiced swordsmanship in the courtyard. Zeng Zichen always firmly believed that only he would not deceive himself, and his own strength was truly strong, so daily practice became Zeng Zichen's habit.

Yesterday, Zeng Zichen benefited a lot from Dugu's possession of defeat, and the battle with Ouyang Yi and Ouyang Ancestor made Zeng Zichen's background in the realm of innate essence become extremely solid, and between Dugu's possession of defeat, Zeng Zichen was just a bystander, but the artistic conception of Dugu seeking defeat was firmly engraved in Zeng Zichen's mind! This makes Zeng Zichen's kendo artistic conception reach the height of Dugu's defeat in a moment, of course, in this way, it is also flawed, Zeng Zichen is not a real swordsman after all, even if Zeng Zichen received the inheritance of Dugu at the last moment of Dugu's defeat, but it is lacking his obsession with the sword, if Zeng Zichen wants to break through again, it is difficult to go to the sky! For Zeng Zichen, who now wants to gain strength, this inheritance is beneficial and harmless, but in the future, a prison will be established, of course, this is a later story!

Dugu seeks defeat to become a famous swordsmanship, but in this world with fantasy colors, Dugu Nine Swords will be transformed into 9 swordsmanship, broken sword style, broken knife style, broken spear style, broken whip style, broken rope style, broken palm style, broken arrow style, broken qi style, total sword style. In the duel with Ouyang Ancestor's last move before, Zeng Zichen, who was possessed, used the broken palm style, plus the artistic conception bonus! So that everything that is close to the body cannot be taken half a step before it is close, beyond the speed of thought.

Zeng Zichen, who is now in the courtyard, is familiar with these sword moves.

At dawn of the day, the two figures entered the courtyard side by side, and when the two stepped into the courtyard, the three figures had appeared at their respective doors immediately, and the visitor glanced at the three figures slightly, and then stood in front of the courtyard gate, set his eyes on Zeng Zichen, stood quietly, looked secretly, and his eyes flashed with a strange brilliance.

Although immersed in the subtlety of the Nine Swords, Zeng Zichen still retained a bit of vigilance against the outside world. The two Zeng Wencheng brothers found out as soon as they came in. And in his mind, he has compared with the previous intelligence portrait, and the identities of the two are about to come out, naturally the two brothers Zeng Wencheng and Zeng Wenjie, who entered the door without paying respects, thinking that the two of them did not have much respect for themselves, the prince, thinking of this, Zeng Zichen sighed slightly in his heart.

However, even if he noticed the two of them, Zeng Zichen had no intention of stopping.

Such a stalemate, another half an hour passed. Zeng Wencheng, who was a little impatient, frowned slightly, although he was good at martial arts, he preferred the bloody blood of his fists to the flesh, and now he was already impatient when he watched Zeng Zichen dance the chaotic swordsmanship. It's just that whether it is because of face and identity, he can only endure it silently. On the other hand, Zeng Wenjie on the side, as at the beginning, looked at the extremely elegant figure in the courtyard with bright eyes, and the corners of his mouth showed a slight smile.

Another hour has passed, and Zeng Zichen is still a swordsman, without silence and waves.

Zeng Wencheng was really impatient at this time, and there was fire in his heart, so he snorted lightly, "Cousin, it's so boring to practice swords alone, wait for my cousin to learn a few tricks from you!"

He sacrificed his saber, and slashed out with a fierce knife at an extremely tricky angle, Zeng Zichen shouted, "It's good!"

The long sword in his hand instantly became aggressive, and as soon as the broken knife came out, he forced back the menacing Zeng Wencheng.

And this retreat also made Zeng Wencheng completely lose the opportunity, and in an instant, Zeng Zichen's offensive came like a flood, not giving Zeng Wencheng a chance to breathe.

Zeng Wencheng only felt that the sword shadow in front of him was covered one by one, and the attack was higher and higher, just for a moment, Zeng Wencheng already felt extremely difficult, and the pride in his heart made him suppress his cultivation, even at this moment, he never thought of releasing all his cultivation.

The sword intent was cold and abnormal, and the sword light roared by, although there was no bonus to the aura in the body, the danger in the sword was enough to make Zeng Wencheng scramble.

After several dodges, a few sword marks gradually appeared on Zeng Wencheng's body, although he was not injured, but his clothes gradually became ragged.

Gradually, Zeng Wencheng had already burst into flames, and the whole person was like a humanoid tyrannosaurus rampaging through the courtyard, and Zeng Wencheng didn't dodge some attacks that were not fatal, because he knew that Zeng Zichen would not kill him, even if he hurt him, he felt that it was impossible! Gradually, Zeng Wencheng, who had already become a rout, actually had a tendency to fight against Zeng Zichen.

The extremely rough and direct combat method made Zeng Wencheng extremely happy. But it made Zeng Zichen frown slightly in his heart, his cousin is not weak in cultivation, he is a little impatient, he is very proud, but he is a scoundrel in pride. People with such a character are a bit difficult.

stepped out and came directly to Zeng Wencheng, with a long sword in his hand, the blade of the sword crossed, and the sound of swords and swords was endless. The knife is broken again, and the move is not far from Zeng Wencheng's vital point. In this way, Zeng Wencheng was miserable, every knife he used seemed so powerless, no matter whether he advanced or retreated, it seemed to cater to Zeng Zichen's sword.

This made Zeng Wencheng really uncomfortable. Playing scoundrels before, that is to think of those non-life and death points, with their own physical fitness, even if those sword moves hurt themselves, they can't let them lose half of their combat effectiveness, but now it's different, if you even play a scoundrel in life and death, how will others look at themselves!?

It was still that pride that made Zeng Wencheng spare a word if he couldn't say a word! On the side, Zeng Wenjie watched all this quietly, his eyes full of surprise. Yesterday, I heard that Zeng Zichen was fighting with Ouyang Lao Zu, but I thought that he had an extraordinary secret, but I didn't expect to underestimate him.

The sword eyebrows froze, and the folding fan in his hand "snapped" together, and the temperament of the whole person became ready to go!

Between the words, the person had arrived at the scene, using the fan as a tool, and took Zeng Zichen's long sword, and Zeng Wencheng also left the battlefield, but at this time he found that his palms were full of sweat......