In the face of Li Haoyan's praise that was not like a compliment, He Deyong didn't care. Although his kendo has had ups and downs over the years, it is not worse than it was back then.

He Deyong said unceremoniously: "Brother Haoyan, let Brother Wei see your progress over the years." ”

Li Haoyan stopped talking nonsense, and rushed to He Deyong with his sword.

As a result, the sword disappeared from his hand, turning into a series of phantoms, stabbing at He Deyong.

He Deyong held the sword in his left hand, pinched the scabbard in his right hand, and moved his hands together, and the Dao Phantom couldn't enter his body.

Li Haoyan moved left and right, moving forward step by step, and the phantom under the sword shape slowly turned into a net, as if to cover He Deyong.

This sword net is quite tight, there is hardly a gap, and the wind can't penetrate it.

It's a pity that the difference is a thousand miles.

He Deyong held the scabbard in his right hand across his chest, and held the iron sword upside down in his left hand, the blade of which was straight towards the ground. In an instant, the scabbard of his right hand struck the iron sword three times in a row.

This knock is not like knocking on the door, but more like ringing a bell.

Like a hammer striking a clock, the sound is low and melodious.

The sword web was like a spider's web, and it was shattered by the sound of the yellow bell and the big Lu.

"It's coming, it's coming, Broken Bell. He Yuanlong in the audience pulled Xu Yongzheng's clothes and shouted in surprise.

He Deyong is so powerful, how can Li Haoyan, as a disciple of the sword curtain, not know. And Zhong Crush, one of He Deyong's two great tricks, has also been seen hundreds of times.

Therefore, as soon as Li Haoyan saw the iron sword and scabbard in He Deyong's hand, he raised his vigilance. As soon as He Deyong had the momentum of launching the bell shattering, Li Haoyan's sword slashed straight forward.

Even so, Li Haoyan is still late. He Deyong rang the bell three times, giving people the feeling that it was far less than thunder, but the movements were smooth, as if they were not disturbed by foreign objects and foreign affairs. The bell rang three times, each faster and more intense, and at last there was no sound from the loud noise that should have been one.

Li Haoyan's sword was not defensive, and the sword slashed at He Deyong's head, and in just a millimeter, it could end He Deyong's life.

The sound of the bell shattering was like a giant hammer, directly knocking Li Haoyan two feet away.

And the stone slab under He Deyong's feet was broken, like cracks in the earth, spreading to all sides, like a spider web growing on the ground.

Li Haoyan staggered back, blood spurted out, and the corners of his mouth were bloody. He wiped the blood away with the sleeve of his left hand, and the sword in his right hand trembled imperceptibly.

The corners of Li Haoyan's mouth were slightly upturned, but he didn't seem to be smiling, he fought wits and courage, and he lost in a battle. However, the injury is not serious, which means that he still has a chance to continue to ask for advice or win.

The ticking sound came into Li Haoyan's ears, and after Li Haoyan saw it, the smile on his face became even brighter.

Drops of blood flowed from He Deyong's arm. It turned out that Li Haoyan's sword suddenly changed at the last moment, but it worked, and it was He Deyong who was injured.

Xu Yongzheng rubbed his ears gently, for fear that he would hear it wrong. He Deyong's sword momentum change, he can't figure it out now.

He Yuanlong smiled and explained to Xu Yongzheng: "That style is called Zhong Crush, but it is a trick without a trace. Gather momentum but not disperse, condense and sudden, at the highest level, there is no sound. Although there is not a trace of sound, it is as powerful as a giant bell smashing, and it should not be underestimated. ”

Xu Yongzheng looked at He Yuanlong, who was like a treasure, and said with a smile: "Master He, you really have extraordinary knowledge. ”

"I'm just a mouth, where is extraordinary, the breeze without a trace is really extraordinary. ”

"Brother Deyong, you have to be careful next. ”

Li Haoyan's posture changed, the sword in his right hand was held behind him, and the sleeve of his left hand was across his waist.

"Before coming out this time, I asked the Sword Yu Mansion Master. ”

Li Haoyan looked at He Deyong's eyes and said slowly: "The mansion master only has one sword, and I will be defeated without injury." ”

"There is no shame in losing to the lord of the mansion. He Deyong responded.

"The sword path cultivation of the lord of the mansion can be the first in the world. At first, I thought there was nothing wrong with losing to him, but unfortunately ······"

"It's a pity that the lord of the mansion also told me that when someone of the same generation of the sword curtain was my age, he resisted the three swords of the lord of the mansion. ”

The two of them talked, and the audience was like nothing. And many swordsmen were also happy to listen to Li Haoyan explain such secret anecdotes, so the venue was very quiet, and there was not even a rumor.

"The sword path of the master of the mansion is unfathomable, and it has become even more amazing over the years, and under one sword, it is already difficult to have an opponent in the sword curtain. He Deyong also tucked the scabbard behind him.

"Brother Deyong praised it falsely. The last time the mansion lord struck, he used no more than an ordinary iron sword, just like ...... Just like the one used in the hands of Brother Deyong. ”

As soon as these words were said, not only were the other swordsmen confused, but the people in the sword curtain also couldn't figure out what medicine was sold in Li Haoyan's gourd.

"I don't know, why Brother Deyong was willing to be mediocre back then? But today, if I am fortunate enough to let Qingfeng defeat under my sword without a trace, Li Haoyan will die without regrets. ”

There is no shortage of smart people in the world, and there is no shortage of people who are good at chasing wind and shadows. So, the next moment the truth is about to come out.

Could it be that the person who could resist the three swords of the mansion master back then was He Deyong?

The crowd was in an uproar. The people of the sword curtain also looked at each other, not knowing whether it was true or not.

Li Yulou's hand clenched the scabbard tightly, and his eyes became complicated when he looked at Li Haoyan.

Li Haoyan's momentum began to tremble, his footsteps began to move on the stone slab, and his purple-clothed figure also softened.

"Zhao Keman, Hu Ying, Wu Hook Shuang Xueming. ”

Li Haoyan's sword lit up in front of him.

"The silver saddle shines on the white horse, like a shooting star. ”

Li Haoyan's sword seemed to become even brighter.

"Kill one person in ten steps, and don't stay for a thousand miles. ”

Li Haoyan's body is as agile as a swallow.

"Brush off your clothes and go to hide your body and name deeply. ”

The sword shadow became more slender, the sword momentum was panicked, and the sword qi finally slowly rose vertically and horizontally.

This sword finally brewed a faint sword intent, wanting to approach He Deyong.

"It appeared, it was a chivalrous song. ”

"Is this a song?" someone asked, puzzled.

"Silly boy, what do you think ......," an old swordsman wanted to explain patiently.

"Sure enough, it's a country man with shallow knowledge. Is it really the word Tang Ge in my Tang Ge sword hero's vein to be an ornament?" At this time, there was an angry rebuke from the person behind the sword curtain.

The little swordsman was quite honest, and under such an angry reprimand, he lowered his head in a daze.

The old man next to him was also slightly red. The swordsmen who were still talking happily next to them were also silent.

Such a style, naturally some people are not used to it. It's just that most people dare not speak out. But He Yuanlong muttered in a low voice, "So majestic, shouting in the audience, why don't you go on stage to try?"

"What kind of ...... is this Tang Ge" Xu Yongzheng only has a general understanding of the sword curtain, and from He Yuanlong's tone of pointing out the country, he should know the inside story.

He Yuanlong waved his hand, pursed his mouth and said, "This is unspeakable. I can't understand this thing, they love it like life. ”

Looking at He Yuanlong's somewhat exaggerated expression, Xu Yongzheng was about to ask again, but was stopped by He Yuanlong's silent action.

Regardless of the audience, at the same time, He Deyong on the stage was not so surprised, Li Haoyan's surname was Li, and he was the younger brother of that person, so it was natural that he could use chivalrous songs.

He watched Li Haoyan perform four songs, and the sword momentum became a little fierce, and the sword in his hand began to move.

"You see, the breeze moves without a trace. ”

Although He Deyong's sword curtain is famous, it is also well-known, with an extremely ordinary texture and an iron sword. It is also widely known that He Deyong's sword intent is not simple.

"The Seven Laws of the Breeze. He Deyong's long sword groaned, and the wind rose again in the mountains.

As soon as the sword arrived, the eyes of Xu Yongzheng, who was also a swordsman, became brighter.

He Deyong's sword disappeared out of thin air in front of everyone's eyes.

Li Haoyan felt He Deyong's seven laws of breeze positively for the first time, and couldn't help frowning.

His brother had introduced He Deyong's sword intent to him before, and he thought very highly of himself, and his brother, who rarely spoke, actually praised him, but now in retrospect, his surprise at that time was ridiculous.

This sword that disappeared out of thin air, this wind like a whirlwind, is so moving.

Idle over the letter tomb drink, take off the sword and kneel forward.

Li Haoyan took off his sword in his hand, but the famous sword did not fall to the ground. Instead, it stands in the air.

The sword intent evolved from the first four sentences of the song finally came out first.

The white mist in front of Li Haoyan was flooded, and a white lotus was faintly visible.

The white lotus of clear water comes out, scorching its brilliance.

"Will scorch Zhu Hai and persuade Hou Huan. When he read this sentence, Li Haoyan's face turned red for some reason, and his hands couldn't help trembling under the purple clothes, looking a little painful.