Xu Yongzheng had seen Li Yulou before, and he had also seen his flamboyant and domineering style. Looking at Li Yulou's humility and courtesy today, he even began to wonder if the person he saw that day was Li Yulou.

Why did Li Yulou insist on letting Qingfeng Traceless use the Traceless Nine Que Sword Intent? Could it be that he was really sure to break that sword intent? He unconsciously poured many doubts into the Heavenly Trick of the Martial Dao. Unfortunately, it still didn't come to mind that it was a familiar voice.

Seeing that he couldn't take advantage of the situation, Li Yulou came up with another plan, and said with a radical method: "Don't tell the master that my father not only informed me of the shortcomings of the Traceless Nine Que Sword Intent, but also taught me the method of cracking. Although the younger generation did not believe, it was difficult to disobey the father's order and had to practice. Today, once Uncle He uses the Traceless Nine Que, I am afraid it will be the day when the younger generation will become famous. ”

How could He Deyong endure this? Every time he loses to Li Haomiao, it is just between the best of the best. How dare Li Haomiao be so unashamed? He Deyong seemed to be a little angry, gritted his teeth and said, "Then it will be as you wish." ”

"Please also ask Uncle Shi's subordinates to be merciful. Li Yulou regained the elegance of a handsome son.

"Don't worry, my Traceless Nine Que sword intent is only fifty percent powerful. Don't let me down. But it was clear to all of us. Where would He Deyong believe Li Yulou's lies, he only made five efforts, and only hoped to teach Li Yulou a lesson, lest this kid be so rebellious in the future. Moreover, if he really wanted to seriously injure him, He Deyong would not be able to explain to Li Haomiao.

"Thank you, Uncle He. ”

Since you want to see it, I'll let you see enough. If you can't resist even fifty percent of the power, then no matter how much you can take advantage of the situation, no matter how much you act, it won't help.

He Deyong held the iron sword in one hand and fell into a brief contemplation. The name of this Traceless Nine Que was originally given by Li Haomiao. The seven laws of the breeze are traceless and the nine are traceless. The breeze takes the lightness of the wind, makes the sword disappear, and then drives the rhythm of the wind to form a cyclone. At that time, he painstakingly studied the seven laws of Qingfeng, consulted Li Haomiao, and continued to learn from each other for several months, and finally had an understanding before the sword curtain was a nameless sword tablet. Realize the new sword intent - no trace. And the iron sword in his hand is also hidden in the sword tablet.

It's a pity that today he wants to do something to his old man or even his benefactor's beloved son, which is really a trick.

"Uncle He, please give me a move. ”

He Deyong raised his eyebrows, and the long sword in his hand danced.

Xu Yongzheng squinted, He Deyong's sword this time seemed even more strange to him, as if the sword in his hand had also changed shape, and the straight blade had become distorted, looking like a long snake flying from a distance.

This sword became longer and softer, like the soft sword hidden in Xu Yongzheng's waist.

There is still no obvious change on the stage, there is no white mist, and there is no sword qi. However, there are still many people who subtly sense that He Deyong's sword intent has been urged.

There is no wind in the mountains, but it is whirring.

The sound was getting louder and closer.

People looked up to the stage again and found that He Deyong's sleeves were bulging and his body was dancing with streamers.

Traceless nine que, taken from the strength of the wind. The sword is extremely fierce, and the sword rises in the wind, seemingly without a trace, but it is actually tangible.

"I can't imagine that this artistic conception is really invisible. Li Yulou remembered what his father explained to him last time, and he always felt that it was exaggerated, but now that he saw it, he found that what his father said was true, and sighed.

Li Yulou felt the fierce sword intent rushing in, the corners of his mouth curled, and he finally showed his sword.

The sword was no more than two feet long, and the hilt and scabbard were wrapped in coarse cloth, like a shy ugly girl, wrapping herself tightly, making it impossible to see the specific shape and appearance. It's just that this sword is a little out of place with the personable Li Yulou.

Li Yulou's sword was unsheathed, and in an instant, the sword entered the sheath like a milk swallow returning to its nest.

This sword came out, and there was not much cold light overflowing like many famous swords, nor did it emit a sharp sword aura, as if it was just a simple sword drawing style.

Xu Yongzheng clearly felt a vigorous sword intent overflowing from Li Haoyan's sword.

"Could it be that he only needs to draw his sword to stimulate the artistic conception?" The same question also fell on everyone's minds.

The sound of booming explosions continued, and then smoke and white fog rose from the ring.

A delicate green lotus rose from the faint clear waves. The green lotus has several petals, which are crystal clear.

There is only one green lotus, but it is the size of a fist, and the petals are just enough to cover the eyes, and dozens of petals can be counted.

The next moment, the mutation was abrupt, the lotus blossomed, and the petals all broke away from the green lotus, and pieces flew in the air.

One life is two, two is four, and four becomes eight. Such a small blue lotus petal has become more and more, and there seems to be a pink lotus rain in the ring.

When the strong wind encounters the flower rain, it is natural that the flower rain moves with the wind.

However, the wind doesn't seem to be able to carry this beautiful flower rain, nor can it carry the wind flow of this green lotus.

The wind slowly stopped. It's a pity that the wind and rain have not stopped. The rain of flowers is like a long practice, and it hits He Deyong directly.

He Deyong's brows tightened, but he should not be worried, and the seven laws of the breeze were launched in an instant. The green lotus petal, which seems to be gentle, resembles dragon scales and 10,000 points, breaks through the cyclone, but this time it was He Deyong who was knocked away.

He Deyong frowned and asked, "How can you send out such an artistic conception?"

Li Yulou ignored this question, and said to him: "A green lotus, the right should be a gift for Uncle He." I don't know if Uncle He is satisfied? The little nephew has been preparing for a long time. ”

"Your sword seems odd. ”

"Why did Uncle He say this? What is so strange about the swordsman using the sword?" Li Yulou's sword was still hidden in his sleeve, and he refused to show the slightest bit of the sword scabbard in front of people.

"Does your father know?"

"Whether my father knows it or not, it has nothing to do with this sword conference, the important thing is that I am going to win. After stepping on Master He, I think not only can I win the championship, but the Fuyao list is also in my bag. ”

"Hmph, you're ambitious. If you can really trigger that green lotus, not to mention this sword conference, even if you ask the top of the sword list, it will not be a problem. It's a pity that you have gone the wrong way. Since it is a crooked and evil way, then I, as a teacher, have an obligation to let you return to the right path. ”

"Haha, since that's the case, let's have Lao Shibo give it a try. The little nephew was grateful. ”

He Deyong stopped talking nonsense, and the Traceless Nine Que suddenly rose, and the wind finally blew on the top of the mountain.

On the ring, He Deyong's long sword danced, not only did the straight blade become distorted, it looked like a flying long snake, the shape was unclear, and his figure began to become weird, and together with the mist, many people's eyes were blurred.

This time, this sword intent finally broke out completely.

Hiss, hiss, a clear and strange sound rang out from the stage.

Where the sword intent passed, the marble slab above the ring was also directly crushed and turned into powder.

Li Yulou flashed his sword again, just drew a circle in the air, and the sword intent was urged, and the two green lotuses appeared one after another, blooming.

Two delicate green lotuses rose from the faint clear waves. The green lotus has several petals, which are crystal clear.

There are two green lotuses, which can be regarded as the lotus of the same as the di, both of which are the size of a fist, with a general appearance, and the petals are just enough to cover the eyes, and dozens of petals can also be counted.

The petals are all separated from the green lotus, and pieces fly in the air.

One life is two, two is four, and four becomes eight. Qinglian carried vitality, turned into two beams of light and smashed towards He Deyong.

The two rays of light not only dispelled the mist, but also stopped the wind.

The hissing stopped, but there was a clanging sound of the sword hitting the ground.

There was even a person who was directly knocked out of the ring, and everyone couldn't help but open their mouths wide, they didn't expect that this sword intent competition would end so quickly.

I saw He Deyong lying unconscious on the ground, most of his clothes were broken into strips of cloth, covered in blood, bright red and dyed willow green, so miserable. The iron sword was still in his hand, but half of the blade remained in the ring.

He Yuanlong got up from his seat, jumped in front of He Deyong, helped him up, put his other hand on He Deyong's arm, and took his pulse for him.

"The heart pulse is damaged. ”

After saying that, He Yuanlong's hands kept moving, and he quickly rubbed He Deyong's chest, back, and arms several times.

"Get the medicine. He shouted to the two maids behind him.

At his signal, two pills were poured into his hand and then into He Deyong's mouth.

I don't know what kind of panacea this is, He Deyong woke up after a moment and opened his eyes.

"Big brother, are you alright? He Yuanlong asked anxiously.

He Deyong shook his head and looked at his left sword.

The iron sword was cut into two pieces, and he was also defeated, and he was directly knocked out of the ring, and he was so defeated that he was so defeated that sadness welled up in his heart for a while, and he had mixed feelings. Although this iron sword is not a divine weapon, it can follow him for many years, has experienced a hundred battles, and has already communicated with him.

On the other side, Li Haoyan also rushed over and asked, "Brother Deyong, are you okay?" ”

"Don't want you Tang Ge Jianhao's people to be pretty. If my eldest brother hadn't been trying to save you, how could he have been injured?" He Yuanlong's medical skills were so superb, just after a diagnosis, he knew that He Deyong had injured himself with sword intent.