The sun is blazing.

Ai Xiaonuan was about to take Han Yanrou and the others in, when a pine and energetic voice floated faintly from the side: "Several, the gym is not open to the public today. ”

Hearing this, everyone stopped and followed the prestige—

I saw that there was a reclining chair on the inside of the gate, and an old man with white hair wearing a cyan Tang costume was lying on it.

At this moment, the old man stared at everyone with a pair of deep and vicissitudes of life, and inexplicably felt a feeling of being looked at.

As a mercenary, Hawkeye approached Han Yanrou's body for the first time, and made a defensive posture, because he sensed danger from the old man at the gate.

"Can we go in with this?" Seeing the old man at the door, Ai Xiaonuan immediately took out a green wood sign from his body and gestured to him.

The old man saw the green wood brand in Ai Xiaonuan's hand, and showed a look of sudden realization, "It turned out to be someone from the Ai family,"

Immediately afterwards, a smile appeared on the old man's wrinkled face, and he waved his hand, "Go in." ”

After speaking, the old man closed his eyes and continued to lie leisurely on the rocking chair to bask in the sun and close his eyes to recuperate.

Putting away the sign, Ai Xiaonuan turned around and smiled at Han Yanrou and the others: "It's okay, let's go." ”

Everyone: "Hmm. ”

……

Ai Xiaonuan led the way in front, and the group bypassed several roads and passed through several doors before entering a yard planted with an old locust tree that is afraid to be hundreds of years old.

As soon as I entered, I saw two young men about twenty years old, each wearing a black and white robe, each holding a sword, fighting back and forth in the middle of the courtyard, which was very fierce.

Some men and women dressed in various ancient practice uniforms around them pointed at the two people who were fighting in the field.

It is said that this ancient martial arts hall gathers the strengths of hundreds of schools, takes its essence, removes its dross, and carries forward the declining Chinese ancient martial arts.

Therefore, there is no distinction between the strong and weak sects of the sects, but a few decades ago, there were only three ancient sects that were the strongest, that is, the Sword Pavilion and the Shushan Sword Sect, as well as the Martial Arts Sect.

The first two are based on the advanced swordsmanship, while the latter is supplemented by the art of refining the body, all kinds of fist techniques, stick techniques, palm techniques, and leg skills.

And the swordsmanship is the most varied in Shushan Sword School, such as the Twelve Tiangang Sword, the Seven Star Sword, the Eight Immortal Sword, the Wind Liangyi Sword, the Chongling Sword, the Wuji Sword, etc.

Among them, the Taiyan Xuanyi Sword is the leader in the swordsmanship of the Shushan Sword School, with a very unique style, and it has been the treasure of the Shushan Sword School since ancient times, and the secret method.

There is a special sentence to describe this Taiyan Xuanyi sword, called: Turning the sky and frightening birds flying, rolling on the ground without dust, between one blow, it is like the breeze does not see the sword, in all changes, but the sword is not seen!

I saw a young man in a black robe, like a dragon out of the water, hiding seven stars, stepping on the Beidou, and stabbing at the white-robed young man with a sword that was erratic.

The black-robed youth's sword stabbed non-stop, fast and fast, and the target was the white-robed youth's right arm holding the sword!

This sword is very strange and there is no trace of it. If you are a person with poor swordsmanship, in the face of this sword, let alone fight back against the black-robed youth, even if you want to hold your sword firmly, it is not easy!

"Good time!"

Looking at this sword, the white-robed young man was not in a hurry or impatient, but rather excited.

"Purple Qi is coming from the east!"

The white-robed young man also swung his long sword at the moment when the black-robed young man's sword stabbed.

However, the white-robed young man did not stab or split, but gently drew circles in the air, and suddenly a sword seemed to turn into more than a dozen swords, which was extremely fast, leaving a circle-shaped sword shadow in the air.

"Huh?"

The black-robed young man was taken aback when he saw this, and felt a wonderful power transmitted from the long sword in his hand, causing his long sword to come out of his hand almost instantly.

As the saying goes, "As soon as an expert makes a move, he knows if there is one." ”

I saw that the white-robed young man and the people watching the battle next to him were greatly surprised by just one sword.

It is said that the sword pavilion and the swordsmanship of the Shushan Sword School are superb, comparable to each other.

As the saying goes, it's better to see than to hear, and now in this battle, I can understand that the swordsmanship of the white-robed youth is more unfathomable and superior than the black-robed youth who is aggressive!

"Drink!"

The black-robed young man didn't dare to underestimate the white-robed young man's heart anymore, so he was very serious and went all out.

Of course, at this time, he still didn't think that the white-robed youth's swordsmanship was so powerful that he could beat him and their Shushan swordsmanship.

I saw that he stepped on the Big Dipper, his body fell slightly, forming a very strange posture, and at the same time, the strength of the five fingers of his palm increased, and he only held the hilt of the sword, so he was not defeated by the sword of the white-robed youth.

The black-robed young man stabilized a little, and he was ready to take advantage of the hot iron, and with a long sword, he tried it out naturally with a move of 'shifting shape and shadow', and forcibly stopped the decline, wanting to continue to stab the wrist of the white-robed young man forward.

Faced with this situation, a meaningful smile appeared on the lips of the white-robed young man, and the long sword in his hand did not change his moves, but his wrist kept shaking, as if rolling in water, and a deep whirlpool rolled up in the air out of thin air, and there was a wonderful flow from it.

Although this sword move is not so chic and beautiful, it is not a picturesque posture, but it looks a little clumsy.

However, the lethality is-

Jump!

The white-robed young man's wrist suddenly slammed into force, as if Mount Tai pressed the top, but it was extremely ingenious, the black-robed young man who originally wanted to stab the white-robed young man's wrist finally failed to hold the long sword in his hand, the long sword was collapsed high and flew to the side, but the tip of the long sword in the white-robed young man's hand was unmistakably against the neck of the black-robed young man!

Staring at the tip of the sword that was close by the cold light, the black-robed young man swallowed his saliva with difficulty.

If the white-robed youth is willing, the black-robed young man may be wiped at any time and end up dead.

"Huh!"

The white-robed young man quickly drew his long sword back, gradually facing downward, clasped his fists with both hands, and said, "Brother Wei, I have conceded." ”

The white-robed young man said that he agreed, but the black-robed young man looked at the long sword that fell a few meters away, but his facial expression was a little ugly and lost.

Sure enough, his skills were still inferior, and he also lost the face of the Shushan Sword Sect.

The black-robed young man arched his hand in despair and left without looking.

At this time, an old man with white hair, wearing a white robe, and immortal wind and bones walked out, and said loudly: "This time, the Sword Pavilion is fighting against the Shushan Sword Sect, and the Sword Pavilion senior disciple Wang Linsheng!" ”

"Yay!!"

As soon as the old man made this announcement, the other disciples of the Sword Pavilion who were watching around let out a cheer.

Immediately afterwards, he happily rushed towards Wang Lin in the center of the courtyard!

However, the disciples of the Shushan Sword Sect among the onlookers were ugly to death, and they were as black as Africans.

"Cut, this is also called swordsmanship? It's like a child's house. ”

Looking at the cheering Sword Pavilion disciples in the field, Ai Xiaonuan pursed his lips and said with disdain.

"Xiao Nuan, be careful that trouble comes out of your mouth!"

Hearing this, Han Yanrou also recovered from the duel between the two just now, glanced at Ai Xiaonuan, and said.

"Afraid of what? That's what it was. Ai Xiaonuan said disapprerovitically.

“……”

Han Yanrou glanced at Ai Xiaonuan helplessly, and she couldn't say anything.

After all, Ai Xiaonuan's family is equivalent to these ancient martial arts sects, and they do have proud capital.

Han Yanrou thinks so, but some people don't.

No, the black-robed young man who had just walked to the door heard Ai Xiaonuan's disdainful words, and he was already in a low mood because he lost, and he was angry all of a sudden!

"What do you say? Have the ability to say it once."

The black-robed young man stared at Ai Xiaonuan angrily, as if he wanted to eat her.

"Who are you? Why should I say it once? It's just that the Sword Pavilion's subordinates are defeated. ”

Regarding the angry gaze and hostility of the black-robed youth, Ai Xiaonuan didn't take it seriously, and still went his own way.

"You!"

The black-robed young man was speechless in anger, staring at Ai Xiaonuan with a pair of eyes that seemed to be eating people.

"What are you, aren't you?" Ai Xiaonuan pursed her lips, and said in a tone that she was not afraid of heaven and earth.

"Xiao Nuan, don't say a word."

Han Yanrou helplessly pulled Laai Xiaonuan's hand and persuaded.

At the same time, Han Yanrou thought with a wry smile in her heart: Could it be that these big families are all so big and big, and Lao Tzu's biggest arrogant mentality?