At this time, Ye Zhentian smiled and looked at everyone and said: "My beloved daughter is eighteen years old, and she has not yet been married, and today I want to choose a virtuous son-in-law among all the monarchs to succeed my Ye family." The voice did not fall. The group of people present, as well as many members of the Ye family, were eager to try.

At this time, someone in the hall stood up and recommended Ye Zhentian: "Of course, Ma Feilong, the number one warrior of Guyong Kingdom, is the best candidate." Everyone agreed. This Ma Feilong is also the small leader of the Ye family's Zhuangyuan, and his swordsmanship is very high. Tall and mighty, quite domineering, Ye Zhentian usually cares for him. Ma Feilong likes Miss Ye Ye Bingyan in his heart. He is often courteous before and after his saddle. At this time, Ma Feilong, who was present, had a pleasant face and a smug look.

At this time, the servant Gao Jun stood up and looked at Ma Feilong, who had always been at odds with Ma Feilong. Gao Jun recommended to Ye Zhentian: "There is a young talent next to his subordinate Gao Jun, who has outstanding martial arts," he said and stared at Li Yihan. At this time, everyone in the hall turned their eyes over.

Ye Zhentian also looked at Li Yihan, and saw this young man's handsome face, with sharp edges and corners, sword eyebrows, and extraordinary bearing. He nodded. Miss Ye Bingqing secretly aimed her eyes at Li Yihan, the two looked at each other, her face was shy and crimson, and she was even more charming and charming. Li Yihan's heart suddenly rose with anger, and Teng stood up suddenly. said to Ye Zhentian: "I'm only sparse and shallow, I'm afraid I'm not as good as one-tenth of Brother Feilong, so I don't dare to get an axe." As soon as the words fell. Gao Jun said again: "The little brother is too humble, since ancient times, there is no first, there is no second in martial arts, you can know it by comparison." The crowd immediately began to coax. "Yes, let them try". "Eighty percent of this kid is scared." Someone else laughed. At this time, Ma Feilong's face obviously showed arrogance, and he smiled proudly. A look of a bamboo in the chest. Miss Ye stared at Li Yihan with hot eyes. It seems to be a kind of anticipation and encouragement. Li Yihan jumped to the middle of the hall at once, and Ma Feilong flew in early at this time. The two sides looked at each other, and Ma Feilong smiled arrogantly: "The sword is ruthless, and the word is the basis." Ye Zhentian attached great importance to the warrior Ma Feilong under him, and originally planned to let the two sides point to the end, but looking at the current situation, he was not easy to intervene.

The showdown began. In the duel between masters, the beginning is crucial. They all want to preemptively strike and suppress each other with their own strengths. The two sides looked at each other. The atmosphere in the hall was extremely tense, and pins could be heard. The eldest lady Ye Bingqing's heart hung in her throat.

At this time, Ma Feilong made a move, and a sword was as fast as a sword. Chop, pick, stab, pierce, chop. Step by step. Fierce like a tiger, fierce as a dragon, the audience applauded in unison. Li Yihan seemed to be cowardly, and he only had the ability to parry, but he had no power to fight back. Ma Feilong became more and more courageous, and his subordinates even waved their flags and shouted for him, which resounded all over the world.

The owner of the village, Ye Zhentian, nodded frequently and boasted: "He is worthy of being the first warrior of my Guyong country."

Suddenly, the situation in the audience changed dramatically. I saw Li Yihan launch a counterattack with a thunderous momentum. I saw the long sword in his hand, and in an instant, the sword stabbed out a sword shadow, the cold air was accompanied by the sound of the whirring wind, the tiger roared and the dragon roared, and it was like a tide. The sword qi emitted a cold light, with a cold aura, and the dazzling people couldn't open their eyes. It is really a dance of swords and weapons moving in all directions, as bright as Yi shooting nine sunsets, delicate as a group of emperors and dragons. Come like thunder to restrain anger, and let it be like the river and sea condensing the light. The sword wind is whistling, and the cold air is pressing, making people feel murderous. The eldest lady Ye Bingqing's hands were swollen. The smile on his face is like a flower. The audience in the hall was stunned, and immediately let out a long cheer. With a reprimand: "Ma Feilong's sword was cut into two pieces, and the person also fell to the ground." Li Yihan gracefully lifted Ma Feilong up from the ground and returned to his position.

At this time, Ye Zhentian, the owner of the big village, secretly admired his daughter Ye Bingqing's eyes. immediately announced that he would marry the lady to Li Yihan. A happy event will be held in the near future.