Zang Feng, the sword descendant cultivated by Zang Tian with all his resources.

Not only is his talent and cultivation excellent, but his one-handed extreme knife is the true inheritance of Zang Feng. Under the extremely sharp sword, its domineering and unparalleled sword intent is enough to dominate the first order of humanity.

Therefore, even if Di Lingyue is the top Tianjiao of the Di clan and one of the nine generals of the next generation, he is not sure of victory in the face of such a sword technique.

If there is no extremely sharp knife, she is sure to defeat Zang Feng. But with a sharp knife, she can only achieve half of the victory and defeat. The extreme knife is so sharp that it cannot be easily stopped.

Therefore, in order to win the challenge, Di Lingyue lured him with a trick and forced out his three-style knife technique in advance.

In this way, she can be regarded as a winner.

On the sword stage

Zang Feng looked at Di Lingyue opposite with a sad and angry expression, his heart was full of complicated feelings.

There is anger, there is disappointment, and more often it is a feeling of aggrievedness.

Although he has made a lot of fame in the human race, he is still a teenager, and he has never had an enemy under the sharp men with extreme swords on weekdays, and he is also straightforward when fighting with people, so he doesn't need to think much about it at all.

Unexpectedly, now I met Di Lingyue, a young man who not only did not have a sword cultivation that was inferior to him, but also threw him out of his scheming and thinking for more than a dozen streets.

In this way, there is not a single move left in the three-style knife technique, and they are all deceived by the other party.

Without a sharp knife, facing Di Lingyue, he was like a toothless tiger. Moreover, at this moment, the true qi power in his body was empty, and it was difficult to resist the cold intrusion of Di Lingyue.

Not surprisingly, this time he was planted.

"Although I lost, please take my last sword"

Zang Feng's face was serious, and he looked at Di Lingyue with a solemn expression.

Nodding, Di Lingyue stood with her knife raised, and the cold air around her shrank and released, unexpectedly releasing a more extreme low temperature.

Seeing Di Lingyue's posture, Zang Feng stopped talking.

I saw that he was holding a scimitar in his hand, swinging the knife and slashing, and then, the pale cyan true qi around his body flowed endlessly at an extremely fast speed. At a very fast speed, a wind roar resounded throughout the audience.

The wind, roaring, the true qi, is exploding

Zang Feng's last knife seemed to be more dynamic than the extremely sharp one, and the wind it formed was even more amazing.

However, after a few breaths, those fast-circulating true qi had already formed an extremely compressed wind, the wind was sharp, comparable to King Kong, and when it was extremely fast, it actually left a series of subtle scars on the solid sword platform.

This scene shocked everyone present.

After continuously performing three extremely sharp swords, he was able to explode such a powerful sword technique, and Zang Feng's reputation as the first swordsman of the young generation of casual cultivation was indeed well deserved.

Similarly, Di Jing and others in the stands were also moved.

From their point of view, although this sword technique has never been seen before, it has faintly surpassed the offensive power of the extremely sharp knife just now, and it is quite a bit blue out of blue and better than blue.

"It's a self-created knife technique, this little guy, it's a little interesting"

Looking at the amazing Zang Feng, King Fu's face showed a touch of appreciation.

"His Royal Highness Qianyu, this son is extraordinary"

On the side, a middle-aged man closest to her among the four guards of His Royal Highness Feng Qianyu saluted him, and there was a hint of eagerness in his eyes.

"Oh?"

Seeing that it was this guard who spoke, Feng Qianyu was stunned at first. This guard has been by her side since she was a child, and she is a master of death in her mother's clan, and her loyalty will definitely not be a problem compared to the other three.

However, Di Jing was already disliked by this kind of thing before, how could this guard mention it again?

Puzzled, she did not answer immediately, but handed the latter an inquiring look.

The gaze was cold, and there was a hidden killing intent in it. If the guard couldn't give her a reasonable explanation, she wouldn't mind doing it herself.

The children of the Great Xia royal family have never been good men and women.

Illuminated by Feng Qianyu's gaze, the guard only felt a chill all over his body, and the whole person was like an ice cellar.

His body trembled slightly, and he stiffened his head

"Next year, the king of people Tiewei will be selected again, this son is a good seedling"

Hearing this, Feng Qianyu's complexion immediately relaxed.

The Human King Tiewei is one of the Eight Guards of the Human King, and all of them are the top young Tianjiao of the Human Race. As long as he enters the Human King Tiewei, the Great Xia royal family will devote all its resources to cultivate, and its treatment will not be inferior to that of the royal family.

And when these teenagers grow up, they will enter the rest of the seven guards, and they have the responsibility of protecting the king. Such qualifications are proud, but at the same time, the conditions for entry are extremely harsh.

The selection rule is simple, only one out of a million people.

Every time the Human King Tiewei opened a camp, at least hundreds of millions of ten-thousand-race teenagers would go, but in the end, only dozens of people would be accepted. can enter the human king Tiewei, at least one in a million talents.

And now, the meaning of this guard is obvious, Zang Feng can enter in advance.

And what he meant, Feng Qianyu also fully understood, as a royal princess, she had the qualifications to directly send people into the Human King Iron Guard.

Now Zang Feng is defeated, but she can be kind at this time, not to mention that when Zang Feng grows up in the future, he will definitely not forget this matter, even now, Zang Tian will also accept his feelings.

A master who will not lose to Zang Tian in the future and an invincible favor under the current emperor.

This move kills two birds with one stone.

"And what do you think of the Di's girl?"

After pondering for a moment, Feng Qianyu asked Di Lingyue.

Shaking his head, the guard said

"It's different, the girl's heart, blood, and talent are all excellent, but she lacks an idiot. Although Zang Feng lost to her, he has a dedication and obsession with the way of the knife, as far as I am concerned, I am more optimistic about him."

"I see"

There were no waves in his eyes, and Feng Qianyu's gaze towards the sword platform gradually became solemn.

And at this time, on the sword platform

After accumulating a few breaths of aura around Zang Feng's body, he finally reached a peak. I saw that the true qi around his body was suddenly retracted, and then with a low voice, those fast-flowing winds actually gathered into a dark cyan knife that was dozens of zhang long.

"Wind Spirit"

The sound falls, and the knife comes out.

The sword that was wrapped in endless wind was like coming from nine heavens, and under one sword, the space around the sword platform was faintly trembling.

Extremely fast, extremely sharp, seems to have reached a balance on this blade.

The knife slashed out, without making a sound, it, as if it had cut through the sound, without a sound, appeared on the top of Di Lingyue's head in an instant.

Seeing this scene, Di Bai and other teenagers in the audience were nervous, and it was a bit unbelievable to split such a knife with a half-step innate body.

The extremely sharp aura even attracted Di Bai's eyebrows, and the sword trembled slightly, and the sharp aura in the sword was clearly visible in front of his eyes.

"Sister Lingyue, you have to hold on"

Feeling the horror of that sharp aura, Di Bai muttered to himself.

As one of the protagonists, Di Lingyue, as a top swordsman, naturally has an extremely keen sense of knife energy.

At the moment when Zang Feng slashed the knife, she knew that this knife could not be resisted.

There was a heart to dodge, but feeling the space around her that was locked by knife qi and the feeling of being controlled with nowhere to escape, a helpless wry smile appeared on the corner of her mouth.

This guy, although he is a little stupid, but his strength is really good.

The speed of the knife was extremely fast, and she didn't have more time to think. Therefore, the next moment, the cold air around her suddenly skyrocketed, and a strange fluctuation came from within.

The sword is coming, and its sharp power seems to be able to cut through everything, in the face of such a crisis, Di Lingyue's cold air soared, and a familiar scene appeared again.

Around her, time, seemed to slow down again.

Inherited from the bloodline of the Three Ancestors of the Dragon, it once again exerted its power.

The cold air was thick and time slowed down, and Zang Feng naturally noticed this scene. Seeing that Di Lingyue was about to repeat his old trick again, his black face was red, as if he was very annoyed.

"Hmph"

With a muffled snort, a black face turned red, and at the same time, a floating shadow of a strange beast appeared behind him.

With long ears, long hair, and red eyes, it looks like a small beast.

As soon as the floating shadow appeared, Zang Feng's aura immediately withered a lot, and it seemed that it was forcibly urging the power of his bloodline and causing damage to his body.

Obviously, he seemed very unhappy about Di Lingyue's move to freeze time, and he would rather damage himself than break it.

"Beaver"

Immediately, someone recognized the origin of the strange beast.

Beaver, a strange beast that controls the wind, although not as powerful as the white tiger, is also an extremely strong beast.

As soon as the phantom of the beaver came out, the sword mangs were immediately three points faster, and it looked like the posture was actually about to break through Di Lingyue's cold blockade and directly slash at her.

Seeing the appearance of the beaver phantom, and sensing Zang Feng's murderous aura, Di Lingyue's eyes were cold, and the true dragon blood in her body was immediately urged by it.

Beaver, ridiculous, will let you see the strength of my Di bloodline.

was also blushing, and Di Lingyue's aura had also become a lot weaker.

Then, with a long chant of the true dragon, your light blue cold air turned dark blue in an instant, and the temperature of the cold air had directly affected the surrounding stands.

At the same time as the temperature dropped sharply, the sword finally came.

"Huh"

A knife fell, and the knife slashed at the place where Di Lingyue was originally standing, but the latter was no longer here at the moment.

"After all, it's still a split"

There was a hint of unwillingness in Zang Feng's eyes, and after muttering to himself for a while, his whole body fell down with a bang.

first used a knife from Feng Lie, and then forcibly stimulated the power of the bloodline, and he couldn't hold it after all.

"Well, what a fool"

Offstage, after Zang Tian saw this scene, his black face was full of sighs.

He was not lamenting that Zang Feng was really stupid, but lamenting that he had not been able to give him a good background.

Beaver, how can you fight a real dragon?

"Di Lingyue, win"

Elder Di Wu's voice rang out just right.

In this way, the young masters of the Nine Palaces of Scattered Cultivation, except for Zhaohu, were all defeated by the hands of the Di Youth.