The little princess quietly hid behind the screen and saw the present from the beginning.

Of course, this can't hide the induction of Wang Dong and Ziyihou.

However, the two of them didn't pay attention to it, and with the intelligence of the little princess, she didn't think that she could hide it from the two masters in the hall.

Now she stared intently at this strange sword fight, and her pretty face was full of surprise.

She is only twelve or thirteen years old, even if she has a family background, her martial arts are too shallow compared to Wang Dong, Ziyi Hou and others.

She couldn't understand the smart changes in the sword momentum of Wang Dong and the Ziyi Hou, and she didn't know that the understatement of the two of them really contained the essence of martial arts that any martial artist in the world dreamed of, even so, the little princess knew that her father did not have the upper hand in this sword fight.

That was enough to shock her!

The Marquis of Ziyi is respected as the first master in the world by the martial artists of the world, invincible, inside and outside the sea, all respectful, the four words "Wulin Emperor" are by no means praises on his head, but an unbreakable fact.

Many times, the words and deeds of this martial arts emperor were even more effective than the one in the imperial city.

On the five-color sailboat, everyone respects the purple-clothed marquis like a god, and in the little princess's heart, no one can compare to her father.

It is precisely because of this that the little princess can't believe that there are still people in the world who can fight with her father without falling behind.

Wang Dong was also amazed in his heart.

This purple-clothed marquis is worthy of standing at the top of this world, and the essence of his swordsmanship is still beyond Wang Dong's expectations, compared to Ye Gucheng, the lord of Baiyun City when he was discussing swords, and his internal strength is strong and exquisite. It is beyond the reach of Ye Gucheng.

If the king does it with all his might. It's not difficult to defeat the Purple Marquis. But if it was only about the swordsmanship, he was not very sure whether he could overwhelm the Purple Yihou.

Wang Dong is good at martial arts by nature, but he wants to practice all the martial arts that have merit, until now, regardless of boxing or palming. Claw, fingering, leg ...... As for the martial arts of knives, guns, sticks, clubs, swords, whips and other weapons, he can be said to be proficient and proficient.

Ordinary people practice martial arts. It is quite rare to be able to practice more than three different martial arts, and no matter how much you are, you can't chew it too much. Miscellaneous but not refined.

Wang Dong is an unborn genius in martial arts, but he is not knowledgeable but not proficient, but compared to the purple-clothed marquis, the white-clothed man and other top swordsmen who have dedicated their lives to swords, his sword heart is mixed with too many other things, far less pure than the first two.

Being able to cultivate swordsmanship to today's realm, Wang Dong is just indulging in his talent, and in fact, he has not worked swordsmanship.

However, even so, his swordsmanship has already reached a situation that is unimaginable to ordinary people.

The camellia between Wang's fingers, and the two silver chopsticks in the palm of the purple-clothed marquis are all extremely changing, interlocking, often one move is not finished, and dozens or hundreds of subsequent changes are extended again.

The two silver chopsticks flickered in the hands of the purple-clothed marquis, surrounded by silver light, and the sharp energy cut the air into a sneering sound, as if it had turned into countless fine and substantial particles.

But this is enough to twist the gold and iron into a shattered sharp aura, and when it hits the camellia in the king's hand, it is like falling into a soft net, and it is deep in the middle, unable to extricate itself, and it is impossible to destroy a small camellia.

The little princess was already dazzled.

In this sword fight, both sides did not have the slightest smell of fireworks, so it was said that it was a sword competition, but it was better than a magnificent sword dance.

Wang shook his palm slightly, and the red shadow soared into the air, wrapped in an elegant fragrance, and with a bang, the flower branch was lightly withdrawn, staring at his chest without moving.

From the extreme change, it turns into silence in an instant, and it seems extremely natural and harmonious.

As soon as the silver light converged, the purple-clothed marquis also withdrew his sword momentum, his eyes flashed, and he muttered: "This is the Flying Immortal Outside the Sky?" ”

"Of course not!" Wang shook his head and smiled: "Now is the sword flying immortal, please taste it." ”

Before the words fell, Wang Dong shook with one hand, and there seemed to be a ripple in the air, and the power of the shock spread with his palm, pouring into the flower branches.

Wang Dong's smile did not change, his right hand drew a circle, and the ripples of the Dao rose up, almost visible to the naked eye, and the flower branches in his palm also swayed, circle after circle, producing a wonderful change.

In the room, the elegant aroma seems to spread rapidly, turning into a fragrant rain, turning the entire hall into a fairyland spiritual platform, which looks ethereal and illusory, not like the world.

This move is indeed a flying immortal outside the sky, but the wonderful changes it contains at the moment, even if it is Ye Gucheng, the creator of Zào, I am afraid that it is difficult to imagine.

Wang Dong is not Ye Gucheng after all, in the hands of Ye Gucheng, this move is indeed like flying from the sky, and the immortals are making swords!

But Wang Dong and Ye Gucheng's concept is different, if you draw the scoop in the same way, I am afraid that even the essence of Ye Gucheng will not be able to play out, and now this trick of flying immortals outside the sky has been integrated into what he has learned, although it does not have Ye Gucheng's ethereal and agile, lonely and dusty sword intent, but it also has an extraordinary artistic conception contained in it, and it will never be inferior to Ye Gucheng's personal performance.

Ziyihou's eyes suddenly lit up, and his pupils burned with a scorching battle intent that could not be extinguished even if the water from all over the world was poured out.

Wang moved the flower branch and gently sent it towards it.

Swish!

This delivery seemed to be a replay in slow motion, it seemed extremely slow, and you could even see the lines on the delicate petals on the branches, but it cut the air flow steeply, like a mouthful of lightning, and instantly cracked the sky.

And in the eyes of the purple-clothed marquis, he saw not only lightning cracking the sky, but also sword light flying like a dragon.

Flying immortals outside the sky, this 'sword' has been stabbed out by Wang Dong.

Ziyihou immediately felt an indescribable change, and at the same time as the other party stabbed out this sword, it suddenly became illusory, like an untouchable phantom, stabbing this 'sword' from some unimaginable unknown interface.

Puff puff! The petals on the flower branches flew up, but they did not spread out in all directions, nor did they fall to the ground, but swirled in the sword momentum, becoming an inseparable part of the sword momentum, and in the dazzling beauty, it gave birth to a net of heaven and earth like an offensive.

Whoosh! The two silver chopsticks shot out and collided with the flower branches, and the silver light burst out in an instant, and the powder was scattered, but the purple-clothed Hou did not see a relaxed look on his face, and suddenly made a sword with his hand, waved his hand and slashed it out.

This slash fell directly into the void, it was so casual, but it was so mysterious, the scattered powder, and the petals all over the sky were blended by this slash, and only in an instant, a qiē was calmed down.

In the flower hall, Wang Dong and Ziyi Hou were still sitting opposite each other, and no one could see that the two had ever moved.

"Flying immortals outside the sky, really good swordsmanship." After a long while, the purple-clothed marquis exhaled a breath, and then sighed again: "It's a pity that I can't see your friend's performance with my own eyes, it's a lifelong regret." ”

When he reached the realm of Ziyihou, he naturally knew that martial arts was an extension of his concept.

There was a bang, but the little princess was stunned, and accidentally pushed the screen down for a while, but she ignored it completely, her eyes were shining, and she ran directly to Wang Dong's side, took his hand and said: "You must teach me this sword, otherwise I will drive you off the boat now, and it is useless to persuade anyone." (To be continued......) I1292