Zhang Zhiyi came to the field with a long sword, looked at Li Yufan and raised his eyebrows slightly, meaning, come on. The pen %fun %pavilion www.biquge.info did not have the number of courtesies when he fought with Ye Shao, which showed his contemptuous attitude.

The corners of Li Yufan's mouth curled up slightly, and he didn't care, but he also came to the field with a long sword, and the two looked at each other more than ten meters apart.

"Make a move, let me see what your Excellency is capable of." Zhang Zhiyi said in a cold tone.

Li Yufan squinted his eyes, the cold light swept over the other party's throat, heart and other fatal parts, chuckled, and then raised his steps and slowly walked towards the other party.

"It's really full of flaws, my sword can stab wherever it wants, and it won't be a problem to kill you five times a second, and I still feel good about myself standing there. I think that the young Ah Fei may have looked at me like this, just an ant who can take his life at will! His steps were slow and light, but this strange rhythm attracted the attention of everyone present, and the field was silent for a while.

And Zhang Zhiyi has a completely different feeling, he feels that the other party's eyes are like sharp long swords, looking at himself, where he is faintly numb, and the other party's footsteps are like a hammer hitting his heart, every step makes his heart tremble. He had never encountered such an opponent before, just a few glances and a few footsteps made him feel like a great enemy, and the right hand holding the long sword was unconsciously soaked with sweat.

Momentum! For the first time, he felt that this invisible and insubstantial thing was so clearly presented in front of him, and the other party walked a few steps, but it seemed to have turned into a big mountain, which made him feel a little tightness in his chest and stagnation.

"I can't wait, otherwise he will take a few more steps, and I'm afraid my sharpness will be completely suppressed by him." Zhang Zhiyi bit his lip vigorously when he thought about it, and suddenly shouted, his body exploded, and the spirit snake sword technique was used to the extreme, and the soft sword almost turned into a distorted blue light covering Li Yufan.

At this moment, Li Yufan also moved, he exerted a slight force under his feet, and carried it lightly, his body was like a catkins in the wind, and he made a mistake with the other party, and at the same time, the Ning Feng Sword in his hand burst out with a blurry and dazzling white light, and then it was closed.

The two fought only in the blink of an eye, and there was not even a clear sound of metal colliding, and the entire martial arts arena became silent.

"Concession." Li Yufan was already standing in Zhang Zhiyi's original position at this time, and he turned around and hugged his fists. Almost at the same time, the sword in Zhang Zhiyi's hand fell to the ground with a bang, and he himself covered his neck with one hand and was completely stunned.

"Yi'er!"

"Young Master!"

The old man and the two of them completely lost their calmness just now, and hurriedly rushed forward to check Zhang Zhiyi's injury, and they both breathed a long sigh of relief when they saw that there was no wound in the throat.

"Yi'er, what's wrong with you, it's not a big deal to lose if you lose the competition, you don't have to be so depressed." Old Man Zhang hurriedly comforted, and he could see that he was distressed about his grandson.

"Am I not dead?" He glanced at Old Man Zhang with a bit of a stunned look, and said in a difficult voice with a hint of dryness, "But I obviously felt a cold chill piercing my throat and penetrating the back of my neck, how could it be" He touched his neck again in disbelief.

Old Man Zhang frowned a little distressed when he saw his grandson's appearance, and then a wave of anger surged up.

"Hmph, Your Excellency is really a good method, could this be the long-lost sword drawing technique? Your Excellency has tried his best to become famous, first letting the two of them fight, and then taking advantage of my grandson's lack of energy, to use such a move to defeat the enemy, I am afraid that after today, there will be rumors that the two great swordsmen of the new generation are not your enemies. When the time comes, you will be able to gain fame and fortune, and you will be instantly promoted from a nobody to a leader of the younger generation, am I wrong? Old Man Zhang guessed angrily.

"I'm going, at such an old age, my imagination is still so rich, it's really a big loss for the story world that you don't make up stories, do you know." Li Yufan was completely stunned by this old man's whimsical idea.

"Why did the old man say this, I just said that you can change people, it is your grandson who has to come up, who can blame. And I didn't use any sword drawing technique, just ordinary sword technique, but he couldn't parry it himself. If you are not convinced, you can send someone up again, if you can go through three moves under me at this level, I don't want this sword today. Although Li Yufan usually looks quiet and wooden, he is not a good person in his bones, and others are bullying him at this time, so he doesn't care whether he is old or not, and he doesn't give any face.

"Good guts, then the old man will personally learn the tricks of Xiaoyou, the third child, you bring the Qiushui Sword as a teacher." Old man Zhang's temper really exploded at one point, and he planned to play in person.

"Master, this is unacceptable, you haven't competed with anyone for many years, why bother to be so serious with a junior, just let the disciple do it for you." Master Chen hurriedly dissuaded.

"Needless to say, your ability is a little stronger than Yi'er, I'm afraid it's not this little friend's opponent, although his methods are a little disgraceful, but that sword drawing technique is not something ordinary people can deal with. The teacher has made up his mind, go and get the sword. This old man's eyes are not dizzy, and he did not completely underestimate his opponent because of his willfulness, and he seems to believe that Li Yufan is using the sword drawing technique.

"It's the master." Master Chen saw that the old man had made up his mind, so he could only accept it, turned around and glared at Li Yufan fiercely, and turned around and entered a room.

"Old man, I don't take advantage of young people, as long as you can survive fifty moves in my hands and be undefeated, how about the old man not only give you this Ning Feng Sword, but also give you the Qiushui Sword?" Qiushui Sword, as the old man's sword, must be better than this Ning Feng, and the other party should have some fame when he mentioned it so emphatically.

"Since the seniors want to advise, the juniors will naturally accompany them to the end." Li Yufan replied noncommittally, although he didn't think that his current swordsmanship could be invincible in the world, but looking at his grandson, he could probably push out the level of the old man, and he was still quite confident in his swordsmanship.

"It's good for young people to have self-confidence, but it's also important to put yourself in the right place." After the old man finished speaking, he lowered his eyelids and stopped talking, as if he was adjusting his state.

A few minutes later, Master Chen came to the old man with a pitch-black sword box in his hand and handed it over respectfully.

Old Man Zhang stretched out his hand to open it, and a long sword with a light blue metallic luster appeared in front of everyone's eyes, he took it in his hand and shook it gently, and there was a strange sound like flowing water sounding in everyone's ears, which made people sigh in amazement. (To be continued.) )

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