The identity of the stereotypical young Taihua Sword Envoy Xu Mingyuan had already guessed it, with the strength that he saw on the edge of the second grade and was better than the real second-grade little grandmaster, it was definitely not something that the current Xu Mingyuan could deal with.

However, this guy is indeed as high as Qi Haobo said, if it is just a sword, Xu Mingyuan still wants to try his best.

At the beginning, Zeng Qingyi had already told him the difference between the second grade and the third grade, the second grade can borrow the power of heaven and earth, and this method is not at all something that the people of the third grade can imagine.

The sword of the stereotypical young man came quickly, it should have caught the momentum of the wind, and his sword qi was extremely sharp, so it only broke through Xu Mingyuan's sword painting Tai Chi in an instant.

Fortunately, he will make a sword, and Xu Mingyuan will have a lot of swords.

With the faint ripples on the long sword, the green frost long sword and the ancient long sword collided for the first time.

In an instant, all the ripples on the green frost were annihilated, and the ancient long sword broke through the ripples and crashed into the long sword.

Xu Mingyuan was still retreating, and the terrifying force from above the green frost directly shattered his tiger's mouth, and the sword qi raging around was not blocked by the waves, piercing his clothes, leaving Dao wounds on his body, and the blood soon stained his clothes red.

However, this sword still slowed down the momentum of the stereotypical young man's ancient sword by a few points, even if it borrowed the wind, it still had its limit, not to mention that he had only touched a little edge.

Xu Mingyuan collected his arm that was a little numb, and then used the sword as a stick and smashed it towards the long sword in front of him.

was blocked by Xu Mingyuan twice in a row, and the stereotypical young man's face was already a little serious, and a proud person like him would naturally not let Xu Mingyuan block his sword, so there was killing intent in his eyes.

The mountain splitting stick is extremely domineering, compared to the first two swords that focus on defense, this sword is to attack and defend.

The stereotypical young man's sword came too quickly, if Xu Mingyuan hadn't used the previous two swords to slow down his speed and strength first, I'm afraid that the mountain splitting stick hadn't been smashed out, and the sword would have already fallen on his body.

The stereotypical young man can't dodge, if he dodges, it won't be a coherent sword, of course, he doesn't bother to dodge, in his opinion, Xu Mingyuan is not a powerful among the three grades, and where is his opponent who can defeat the real second-grade little grandmaster.

The long swords collided, and there was another crisp sound, Xu Mingyuan's hand trembled, and a burst of numbness and severe pain came, and he almost couldn't even hold the sword.

The ancient long sword was smashed on the body of the sword by Xu Mingyuan's sword, and it also shook and drooped down a little, but it soon lifted up and continued to stab forward.

With the power of the long sword, Xu Mingyuan continued to retreat sharply, avoiding the long sword that continued to stab towards the chest, and with a backhand slap, the long sword collided, and Xu Mingyuan continued to retreat.

In just a few moments, Xu Mingyuan had already used ten swords, and the two of them had already hit the corridor of the guest room from the corridor, and although the long sword of the stereotypical young man had slowed down a lot, it still stabbed straight forward.

Xu Mingyuan's forehead was covered with sweat, and he used so many sword moves in a short period of time, which consumed a lot of his physical strength. To make matters worse, the internal power in his dantian had almost been exhausted, which meant that he could only use his sword qi once at most.

With the strength of a stereotypical youth, the internal force in his body is naturally inexhaustible compared to Xu Mingyuan, but he doesn't have the trouble of exhausting his internal force at all when he uses a sword.

However, after being held up by Xu Mingyuan with ten swords for so long, his face was already a little cold, and he also saw Xu Mingyuan's current problem, so he was not in a hurry.

Can't go on!

Xu Mingyuan gritted his teeth, kicked down with his right foot suddenly, and his body fell directly backwards, and all the internal force in the dantian was poured into the long sword in his hand, and the sword was thrown towards the stereotyped youth.

Qingshuang came out of his hand, but instead of stabbing straight at the stereotypical youth, he slightly deviated to the side, and then shot towards the stereotypical youth from the side.

Li Taibai had a sword that he wanted to ask the sky, he learned this sword, and since he killed the first person, he has killed many people and saved him several times.

Xu Mingyuan wanted to gamble, gambling that the stereotypical young man would not use the Taihua Sword to make him come and exchange his life for his life.

The stereotypical young man's sword is also close to exhaustion, if he refuses to return the sword to block Qingshuang, and still wants to kill Xu Mingyuan, then at least he will end up seriously injured.

No matter how fast he is, he can't be faster than Xu Mingyuan's sword.

And the power of this sword is that the stereotypical young man has the strength close to the second grade, and Xu Mingyuan is confident that he will be able to eat a pot.

Sure enough, when he saw Xu Mingyuan fall backwards violently, the stereotypical young man's eyes lit up, and he wanted to take advantage of this opportunity to kill Xu Mingyuan with a sword.

However, at the moment when Xu Mingyuan threw out the long sword, a strong sense of danger made him have to give up this opportunity, gritted his teeth, took a step back decisively, and stabbed the cyan long sword that turned strangely in mid-air.

This is already the second sword.

Bite! With a crisp sound, the two swords collided, and the sword qi that collided on the tip of the sword scurried around, knocking out the pits in the guest rooms on both sides.

The stereotypical young man who had been approaching took another step back, his hand holding the ancient long sword trembled slightly, looking at the Qingshuang long sword that had fallen to the ground, and Xu Mingyuan, who had already stood up against the wall on the side, the killing intent in his eyes was undisguised.

For Xu Mingyuan to take one of his own swords and force himself to use the second sword, the stereotypical young man was obviously very unhappy.

"This is the second sword." Xu Mingyuan looked at the stereotypical young man and grinned, his teeth were stained red with blood, his face was pale, and the gray underwear on his body was also soaked with blood, looking a little miserable.

"It's the second sword, indeed." The stereotypical young man lowered the long sword in his hand, looked at Xu Mingyuan, was silent for a while, and then said, "What kind of sword move is your last sword?" Why haven't I seen it before? ”

"Have you seen all the sword moves in the world?" Xu Mingyuan asked rhetorically, although this stereotypical young man is proud, he is really powerful in swordsmanship. Xu Mingyuan's last sword only made him take half a step back, and it was dissolved with a sword.

If he still wanted to make a move on Xu Mingyuan at this time, without Qingshuang, Xu Mingyuan, who had exhausted the internal strength in his body, would not have the strength to fight back at all.

"There are so many swordsmanship in the world, how can I have seen them all, but I know at least half of them, and I will personally see the remaining half." The stereotypical young man said plainly, as if he was talking about a very ordinary thing, so it was extremely disgusting.

Without waiting for Xu Mingyuan to speak, he had already raised his long sword again, looked at Xu Mingyuan with a slightly cold face and asked, "What kind of swordsmanship is this?" If you don't, I don't mind another sword. ”