Boom –

The electric light is like a swimming dragon flying through the sea of clouds, illuminating the slightly dim Taiji Hall as bright as snow.

A few drops of rain fell on the cracked white jade floor tiles, but no one paid attention to the weather anymore.

Stomp –

The slightly load-bearing footsteps tugged at the hearts of the entire Taiji Palace.

Situ Huyu, who was tall, walked slowly to the middle of the field with a nine-ring knife, with a little caution between his thick eyebrows, but there was no fear.

He is the only one left who is prepared by Da Yue.

He is the most capable of fighting in Chang'an City.

If he loses again, he will be slapped in the face of the Son of Heaven by the people of the Northern Qi Dynasty in front of the civil and military forces of the Manchu Dynasty, and the Son of Heaven will have to take it with a smile.

Situ Huyu didn't have the slightest expression on his face, and after saluting the Son of Heaven, he turned to look at Zuo Yezi, who was standing casually with a sword:

"Qianrenmen, Situ Amber Yu."

Qianren is a thousand zhang, and the name of Qianrenmen carries the meaning of trying to be higher than the sky.

The Situ family has dominated the Tiannan martial arts for many years, and the master of the door, Situ Yue Ash, and the old sword saint Zhu Silk Mountain were called 'sword and sword', even the current sword saint Lu Baiming has to perform a junior salute in front of him, which is the most famous wave of people in the Dayue Jianghu.

Situ Huyu got the true inheritance of Situ Yue's ember, and it was by no means as good as the Tang family, who relied on tricks to get to the top. Moreover, the character of the martial artist has a great impact on the combat power, even if he is equally skilled, impetuous, greedy and reckless, he will inevitably not be able to beat the tenacious and calm character.

Situ Huyu's heart is absolutely outstanding, and even Father-in-law Jia has a very high evaluation of him. The reason why the princes and generals present have not lost control is because there is still a reassurance here.

Zuo Yezi was also a little more serious at this time, and took the lead in raising his hand: "I have heard the name of Situ Gong's 'Dao Kui' for a long time, but unfortunately I have never had the opportunity to see him in Mobei, so I will say hello to his old man on behalf of the family teacher." ”

Situ Huyu held the nine-ring knife upside down, there was no contempt or restraint in his eyes, he just said plainly:

"If you have the opportunity, you must go to Northern Qi to meet Zuo Gong once."

The words fell, and the gong sounded.

Bell –

The audience held their breath, and even a group of Wenchen who couldn't understand stretched their necks.

Song Ji has always been calm and calm, but at this time, he didn't even notice the cool tea in his hand, he reached his mouth and took a sip, his eyes locked on Zuo Yezi.

"Ahh

A bang resounded throughout the imperial city.

The nine-ring knife in Situ Huyu's hand weighs thirty-two catties, the knife is nearly four feet long, and the nine copper rings on the back of the knife can trap weapons such as knives and guns, and also have the role of counterweight.

After the explosion, the two rose to the ground at the same time.

Situ's nine-ring knife is domineering, paying attention to big opening and closing, which is completely different from Zhang Xiang's gossip knife, wielding it like a windmill fan blade, but it does not show the slightest clumsiness, and it is already within ten steps in an instant.

Chokew-

A cold light flashed.

The Qingfeng long sword in Zuo Yezi's hand completely stayed in everyone's field of vision for the first time, and the blade was densely covered with cloud patterns, engraved with two small characters 'Chengying'.

The Chengying Sword and Xu Buling's 'Zhao Guts' are both famous swords, made by famous artists in the Spring and Autumn Period, and have been collected by the Great Qi Treasury.

Ding——

A slight crunch.

Situ Amber Yu ran like a tiger, the big knife in his hand slashed through the sky, seemingly indomitable, but it was slightly misplaced at the moment when the swords met, and the copper ring on the back of the knife locked the blade of the sword, as long as he used a little force, the next moment was the scene of breaking the sword and breaking the head.

Zuo Yezi's expression was indifferent, and when the sword fell short and was locked, he twisted the blade of the sword, and with the advantage of the sword, he forcibly cut off the copper ring, and by the way, he brought out a bloody mouth on Situ Huyu's shoulder.

"Ahh

Situ Huyu's muscles were towering, ignoring the sword blade that stabbed him in the shoulder, and the blade still moved forward, making a posture of exchanging injuries for his life.

The surrounding onlookers didn't even dare to stagger their eyes, Zhang Xiang held the handle of the knife tightly, and even Grandpa Jia squinted slightly, analyzing how to break the move.

Sa –

Situ Huyu's tense shoulder muscles splattered with blood, and the blade also came to Zuo Yezi's chest.

Zuo Yezi obviously didn't want to change his life, his left hand was raised, and his fingers were forced into the copper ring on the back of the knife, and the blade that was close at hand stopped a foot in front of his chest.

Situ Amber Yu took this opportunity and slammed his head hammer into Zuo Yazi, and at the same time, the blade flipped to break Zuo Yezi's fingers.

As long as this fierce head hammer hits, Zuo Yezi was hammered out and failed to withdraw his fingers in time, and he will inevitably be twisted off by the back of the knife, compared with the small injury on his arm, Situ Huyu obviously took a big advantage.

When the knowledgeable martial artist saw this scene, his eyes suddenly showed excitement, and he just wanted to applaud, but he didn't think that he would freeze on the spot in the next second.

Bang –

I saw Situ Huyu hit Zuo Yezi's forehead with a powerful head hammer, and Zuo Yezi, who couldn't block the nine-ring knife, didn't even move.

And after Situ Huyu hit his head, his body shook a few times, and he looked at each other in disbelief.

Still, for a moment.

A sneer appeared at the corner of Zuo Yezi's mouth, his eyes were suddenly fierce, and his backhand was a head hammer, which hit Situ Huyu's forehead.

Bang –

This time it worked.

The tall Situ Huyu was smashed by a city hammer, and the whole person staggered back a few steps, his eyes were bloodshot, and two blood injections rolled out of his nose in an instant.

Pedal Pedal –

The audience was silent, seeing that Situ Huyu had retreated four or five steps away, he was obviously stunned, and he stumbled a few steps before falling to the ground, and bounced up extremely quickly, and only stood firm with a knife and a pestle.

“……”

The princes and generals were all stunned, and the needles in front of the Taiji Hall could be heard.

Snap - Flying

The teacup in Song Ji's hand fell to the ground and rolled a few times, his eyes were gloomy, and he leaned back on the dragon chair.

Anyone with a discerning eye knows that although they haven't lost yet, the winner has already been divided.

Yangyang Chang'an, a million martial artists, the strongest young man, exchanged a head hammer with others, and people didn't move at all, and they couldn't even stand on their feet here, how could they fight?

The Queen Mother clutched her skirt tightly, and her eyes were full of anger at this time: "It's really ...... to grow such a big person, why can't you even stand steadily?"

Chen Xuan, the envoy of the Northern Qi Dynasty, showed a little contempt in his eyes, turned his head to look at the official of the Ministry of Rites who was speechless, raised his hand and toasted a glass of wine, showing his arrogant posture.

"Are you still fighting?"

Zuo Yazi sandwiched the long sword in his elbow sleeve cannon, wiped off a few traces of blood on it, and raised his eyes to look at the opposite side.

Situ Huyu's nose was bleeding, his eyes were red, he wiped the blood with his sleeve, snorted lightly, and still raised the knife.

Da Yue is now the only one left.

You can die here, but you can't end up as a loser.

The Tang family can afford to lose this person, but his Situ family can't afford to lose it!

Below the Taiji Palace, Situ Yueming and Jiujie Niangniang and other secret guards hid in the dark, sighing faintly, Situ Yueming's face was gloomy and silent.

"Ahh

Situ Huyu's face turned red, and he jumped high with an almost tyrannical knife, completely giving up the opportunity to guard and change his moves, exchanging his life for his life, and fighting just against his strength, this time it was surprisingly fast, and the nine-ring knife in his hand seemed to have become as light as the wind, and there was no sound of the copper ring bumping.

Zuo Yezi's eyes were slightly condensed, knowing that Situ Huyu was ready to fight hard, there was no contempt in his eyes, and his figure moved to Situ Huyu's side in an instant, and the sword blade ghostly pierced his left neck.

The sword was light and fast, originally this time, the heavy nine-ring knife couldn't be prevented at all, but Situ Huyu forcibly twisted his body in the air, dragging the knife like the wind, and the blade actually slashed to Zuo Yezi's shoulder from behind.

The blade was as fast as thunder, and no one could see how it was slashed.

Zuo Yezi's eyes showed a little stunned, he couldn't exchange his life with the madman, he could only change the stab to the pick, his left hand held the blade of the sword, and pushed the nine-ring knife along the shoulder with the blade.

Boom –

Sparks splash.

The nine-ring knife slashed diagonally with the blade and landed on the white jade brick, and the ground suddenly exploded, and a groove of more than two inches was split.

Zuo Yazi was also shocked by this huge force and took two steps back.

Situ Huyu did not hesitate at all after the blade fell, and with the inertia of the blade, his body flipped again, holding the nine-ring knife and slashing again.

"Twenty-eight road serial knife, good fellow......"

Zhang Xiang's eyes lit up, and he couldn't help but be a little surprised when he saw the Situ family's housekeeping skills for the first time.

Father-in-law Jia frowned slightly, and said softly: "The Situ family's serial knives are gradually endless, one knife sinks over another, and it is rumored that twenty-eight knives can open the mountain, but no one in the world can resist Situ Yue's nine knives." I don't know how many slashes Situ Amber Yu can take......"

The thousands of onlookers in the square seemed to have stopped even breathing, staring at the two unsightly figures in the field.

"Ah!!h

Bell Bell Bell –

Under the flying blade, Situ Huyu's whole person was like a wheel, holding a heavy blade, and continuously smashed on the white jade bricks, the stone splash was unstoppable, if it was in the battle array, I am afraid that more than 100 people would not be able to get close.

Zuo Yezi had no chance to parry at all, as long as he didn't dodge a knife, it was basically the end of the corpse, and he was forced to retreat again and again.

Finally, after Situ Huyu slashed out thirteen times in a row, the blade came suddenly.

Most of the audience stood up and stared at the two voices in the square, but the results they saw made everyone cold from head to foot.

Zuo Yezi was forced by the flying spinning blade to parry, and in desperation, a golden wire rope in his sleeve suddenly burst out, with a counterweight iron ball at the top of the rope, and he was struck by the nine-ring knife when he threw it out.

Whew—

The golden wire rope is similar to a meteor rope, and it has not been cut by the blade, and it has quickly circled the nine-ring knife several times under the action of inertia.

Zuo Yezi took advantage of the situation and pulled his left hand violently, forcibly stopped the flying blade, and after forcing the blade away with the blade, it was a side kick that hit Situ Amber Yu in the chest.

Knock –

The force of this kick was obviously not small, and the crisp sound of the bone breaking was clearly audible.

Situ Huyu's big knife was out of his hand, and the whole person was kicked out like a rag, fell on the ground a few feet away and rolled around a few times before stopping his body, supporting the ground with his hands and trying to get up, but it was full of blood and it was difficult to get up.

“……”

The entire Taiji Palace fell silent, and everyone was stunned, completely unresponsive to the current situation.

was a string of three by a yellow-mouthed child from Mobei, and now he can't even touch the corners of people's clothes, so he just lay down? .

The Manchu Dynasty civil and military forces even froze their breathing, staring at the figure that fell to the ground, as if they were still waiting for something.

Da Yue, lost?

Probably not yet!

Situ Huyu hadn't fainted yet, his mouth and nose were full of blood, his ribs were broken in half, and he was still struggling to get up.

After all, he carried the faces of millions of warriors in the Central Plains of Yangyang on his shoulders, and if he didn't get up, his backbone would really break.

Situ Yueming clenched his fists tightly, still not saying a word, he could have asked the Holy Lord to stop the competition, but he didn't do so.

Swordsmen, the Situ family is full of swordsmen.

The swordsman speaks with a knife, and if he goes forward, he will either win or die.

Today, the man of his Situ family can't live in the world with this kind of shame on his back, he is a swordsman when he dies here, and he is not alive.

Sitting here are the civil and military ministers of the Manchu Dynasty, princes and generals, but the people of the rivers and lakes are the people of the rivers and lakes, and they are the people of the rivers and lakes wherever they stand.

was already despised by the literati and suppressed by the imperial court, but at this time, it was not always the martial artists who stood in front.

The literati can analyze the situation and follow the good master, and the martial artist has a righteous word in his heart, brotherhood is righteousness, and the national righteousness is also righteousness.

The national shame is in front of him, a dignified seven-foot man, what kind of face does he have to live in the world!