(Today is the birthday of the junior brother of the little sword scripture Xuan Bing, and the author wishes him a happy birthday)

Yang Yigu's swordsmanship is amazing.

"It seems to be chaotic and neat, seeking justice in the strange, Brother Yang is good at swordsmanship. Chen Zong exclaimed.

"I can see that you have a lot of respect for my swordsmanship. Yang Yigu shook his head, raised the wine gourd, and did not forget to promote his wine: "Have a glass." ”

"Good. Chen Zong picked up the new cup and put it away, he was very curious why Yang Yigu always asked people to drink his wine, and why the people he called refused one by one.

Then, Chen Zong knew what the bitter fruit was.

Where is this wine, it is clearly a cup of bitter water, and it is not only bitter but also very strong, but it is even more unacceptable, Chen Zong finally knew why those people hurriedly refused when they heard Yang Yigu's invitation for wine.

"I don't know how to appreciate. Yang Yigu looked at Chen Zong, who was full of entanglement, and couldn't help but shake his head and sighed: "My wine is brewed with more than a dozen kinds of first- and second-grade herbs, which can nourish the body and nourish qi and blood, and don't you think that this wine is like a person, if you have a bad background, you have to taste the bitter fruit before you can be bitter." ”

Chen Zong didn't want to spit it out, so he just held it in his mouth, letting the bitterness permeate his entire mouth, and his scalp was numb.

Slowly, Chen Zong keenly felt a trace of sweetness growing from the bitterness, spreading little by little, and finally replacing the bitterness and becoming sweet.

The tangled face stretched out, replaced by a kind of pleasure, swallowed in one bite, and the whole body was warm and comfortable.

"Bitter and sweet, good wine. Chen Zong sighed heartily, and a sigh of admiration made Yang Yigu's eyes light up, as if he saw a confidant.

"From now on, I, Yang Yigu, recognize you as a friend. Yang Yigu's hazy eyes seemed to become clear in an instant, and he said in a serious tone, and then returned to his original drunken and hazy appearance, and that scene was like an illusion.

If it were someone else, especially those with a good background, they would not be able to appreciate the taste contained in that bitter liquor at all, but Chen Zong understood, just like a portrayal of his previous ten years and the current year and beyond.

Yang Yigu, the same is true.

At the banquet, another competition ended.

"Kong Lianshan, you are just a civilian, what ability do you have to be tied with us and the other six Xiaojie, come out, I want you to know that you are not qualified. Wang Shenghong got up and pointed directly at Kong Lianshan, unceremoniously.

"As you wish. Kong Lianshan sat as steady as a rock, his face remained unchanged and he responded in a deep voice, slowly got up and walked to the middle.

"Look at the punch. Wang Shenghong rushed out quickly, and his fists slammed into Kong Lianshan like rolling stones, as if the sound of stones rolling down the mountain continued.

This is the foundation of the realm of perfection and martial arts to learn the Rolling Stone Fist method.

Kong Lianshan's face was calm, his arms were stretched, his palms were erected, and he unfolded the rock palm technique, steady and steady.

Wang Shenghong's fists are fierce and continuous, Kong Lianshan's palms are as steady as a rock, one attack and one defense, both of them are fourth-layer cultivators in the Qi and Blood Realm, and they have both tempered their blood and qi six times, and they are in the middle of the battle in all aspects, and the victory or defeat depends on the fighting ability of the two.

The fists collided, and the dull sound was like the roar of drums.

For a while, Wang Shenghong couldn't break through Kong Lianshan's defense, and the more he fought, the more ugly his face became, after all, he wanted to teach Kong Lianshan a lesson.

"Boulder Break!" After a long time of attacking, Wang Shenghong directly urged the power of qi and blood, and cast the first boulder break of the human-level martial arts boulder fist technique.

The boulder of the entry realm shattered, causing Wang Shenghong's fist to swell, as if it had turned into a huge stone, and smashed it towards Kong Lianshan.

Kong Lianshan's expression changed slightly, and he immediately urged the power of qi and blood, and his palms seemed to be enlarged, like a grinding disc turning.

"Winding the mountain and not moving!"

The first entry to the Panshan palm method.

The crash, the terrible muffled sound reached everyone's ears, and their hearts trembled.

"Boulder break!"

One blow was not broken, Wang Shenghong was furious, burst out of qi and blood again and again, and his fists continuously performed boulder breaking bombardments, like smashing one big stone after another towards Kong Lianshan.

Kong Lianshan also erupted again and again, casting Panshan immovable defense, and the two sides seemed to be fighting for consumption.

The performance of grade martial arts must be driven by the power of qi and blood, which will consume the power of qi and blood, and if the power of qi and blood is used many times, it will reduce one's own strength.

After another few bombardments, Wang Shenghong's face turned pale, and the power of qi and blood was consumed a lot, if it broke out again, it might damage the foundation, and the gains outweighed the losses.

After a pause, Kong Lianshan took the opportunity to wave his palm and slap it, one palm was resisted, and the other palm was imprinted on Wang Shenghong's chest, bang, like a drum, Wang Shenghong fell backwards again and again, feeling as if his chest was broken, and the pain was endless.

"Hmph. Wang Shenghong's pale face was full of resentment, and he was defeated instead of learning a lesson, and he was very annoyed, but he didn't say anything more, and sat down.

"Kong Lianshan is good at defense, and if he fights against him, he will either find a flaw or defeat him with a stronger attack, and there is no other way. Chen Zong said secretly.

Then, there were people who challenged each other and learned from each other, one after another.

Most of the battles are based martial arts, and they are also battles between equal cultivators.

Different people, different martial arts, and different fighting styles have greatly broadened Chen Zong's horizons, and then formed a kind of accumulation, which may not have any effect now, but with the passage of time, it will imperceptibly affect Chen Zong's future cultivation and move forward in a better direction.

From time to time, he talked with Yang Yigu again, expressing their opinions on combat and swordsmanship, and exchanging ideas with each other.

"Chen Zong, you are just a member of the tribe, and you are not qualified to be ranked as the sixth little master with us. Yang Feiyu's eyes were on fire, he was furious, and he drew his sword and pointed it at Chen Zong.

Obviously, Yang Feiyu transferred his anger towards Yang Yigu to Chen Zong, who told him that he couldn't help Yang Yigu, and Chen Zong had a very happy conversation with Yang Yigu.

However, since someone named and challenged him, of course Chen Zong would not refuse, to be honest, after watching so many battles, his hands were already a little itchy.

Standing up, drawing his sword, the sword light shook slightly, and walked towards Yang Feiyu.

"The tribesmen are the tribesmen, and they can't even afford to use the Iron Sword, do you want me to give you one? Yang Feiyu glanced at the long sword in Chen Zong's hand, and the corners of his mouth hung up with a touch of ridicule, full of contempt.

"Okay, that's the one you have. Chen Zong's answer made Yang Feiyu's face stunned, and then his face turned pale, which also made the others stunned, and couldn't help laughing.

Yang Feiyu is shooting himself in the foot.

The value of an iron sword is not low, let alone giving it to someone you hate, don't even think about it.

"Don't take advantage of your tongue. Yang Feiyu's voice was cold, and a sword stabbed out, light and fast, and it was a perfect Feihong swordsmanship.

One sword after another, the sword light followed, as if flying endlessly, stabbing at Chen Zong from all angles.

Chen Zong's expression was indifferent, and with a twist of his wrist, the long sword came out, and a sharp eagle chirping sounded, making everyone mistakenly think that an eagle had fallen, which was very harsh.

In terms of high and low, the eagle fencing method is the same as the Feihong swordsmanship, but Chen Zong's eagle fencing method can be cultivated to the subtle realm, which is stronger than the Feihong swordsmanship of the consummation realm.

Sword after sword, in the blink of an eye, more than a dozen sword lights stabbed by Yang Feiyu were all shattered.

The sword light was sharp, piercing Yang Feiyu's eyebrows, extremely dazzling, making him unable to look directly, and when he saw clearly, he only felt that the center of his eyebrows seemed to be pricked by a needle, and when he reached out, it was a little scarlet.

"What a fast sword!"

"What a sharp sword!"

The crowd shouted in amazement.

Tang Junluo's eyes flashed, and from Chen Zong's sword, he could see that the opponent's sword was faster, more accurate, and sharper.

"That's good. Tang Junluo said secretly: "Otherwise, if you are defeated, there will be no sense of accomplishment." ”

Yang Yigu paused with the wine gourd in his left hand, a trace of essence flashed in his eyes, Chen Zong's swordsmanship was beyond his expectations.

At this point, Yang Feiyu was defeated.

"Die!" Yang Feiyu was unwilling, this Chen Zong, the more he looked at it, the more disgusted he became, he even dared to hurt himself, he couldn't bear it, the power of qi and blood urged, and the first entry of the Flying Eagle Sword Technique was cast.

Flying Eagle Kill!

The iron sword was sharp, and the tip of the sword was like an eagle's beak, stabbing at Chen Zong's chest fiercely, wanting to pierce through the sword.

"Stop!"

"You dare!"

Fierce Tiger Gong, Qi and blood run, strength greatly increased, into the subtle realm of the willow swordsmanship, the body is like the wind sword like a willow, between the swings, and the flying eagle kill lightly, a touch is received, into the subtle realm of the eagle fencing method hit the point kill, continuous hit the flying eagle kill around, fast and accurate and stable interpretation to the extreme.

The afterimage swordsmanship of the subtle realm is cast, the sword light is brilliant and dazzling, and it instantly turns into a shadow, and the alternation of light and shadow makes people in a trance.

Under the increase of Qi and Blood Urging by the Fierce Tiger Gong, the swordsmanship of the three subtle realms changed continuously and alternately, defeating the Flying Eagle Kill, and a sword cut towards Yang Feiyu's face, a trace of ruthlessness and decisiveness that was quickly and steadily deduced.

Yang Feiyu's pupils contracted, and his face was full of horror, but the sword was too fast, and it cut to his throat mercilessly, without mercy.

"Be merciful under the sword!" A group of people shouted, Tang Junhao even shot directly, I don't know when he held a spear in his hand, the power of qi and blood exploded, and a shot stabbed at an astonishing speed like a meteor chasing the moon.

The tip of the spear and the tip of the sword touched slightly, and the terrifying power blocked Chen Zong's sword, Chen Zong hurriedly put away his sword and retreated, but the tip of the sword was still shattered.

The spear in Tang Junhao's hand is a treasure iron grade, and it is also the best quality treasure iron grade, while the long sword in Chen Zong's hand is a very ordinary fine iron grade, which is hard and inevitably damaged.

"Yang Feiyu, you are not welcome here, please leave. Tang Junhao said angrily, and everyone could see that his sword was clearly intended to kill Chen Zong.

Yang Feiyu left with a blue face.

"I'm sorry, my sword was damaged, I'll compensate you. Tang Junhao turned to look at Chen Zong and showed a smile: "Come on, take the treasure iron sword." ”

"No, a fine iron sword will do. Chen Zong was taken aback and hurriedly said.

The tip of the sword is an extremely important part of a sword, and if it is damaged, the power of the sword is immediately greatly reduced.

"Without the Iron Sword, how can you fight me to the fullest. Tang Junluo said, and everyone was shocked when they heard this.

Tang Junluo's meaning, can this Chen Zong become his opponent?

Is it too high to think of him?

Soon, someone sent a treasure iron sword over and handed it to Tang Junhao, who handed it to Chen Zong with a resolute tone: "Your swordsmanship amazes me, and you are worthy of this sword." ”

"Thank you. Chen Zong solemnly took the iron sword with both hands, held the hilt made of ebony in his right hand, and pulled out a section with a slight force, the edge entered the eyes, and the blade glowed with a slight blue light, reflecting his eyes.