The east revealed the white belly of the fish, the sky was getting brighter, Yang Yifei slowly opened his eyes, and his mental power had recovered after a night's rest.

When he swept away, he saw Master Yideng and his four apprentices sitting under a tree with their eyes closed, and Huang Yaoshi, Hong Qigong, and Qiu Chuji sitting side by side beside him, all meditating instead of sleeping.

Aunt Ying sat on the bench opposite them, and Zhou Botong lay horizontally with Aunt Ying's legs as a pillow, occupying a whole chair.

After last night's incident, after Zhou Botong sobered up, he didn't run anymore, but silently walked to Master Yideng and kowtowed, which was the end of this grievance.

Although he is sorry for Master Yilan, Master Yilan also does not save his child when he sees death, and the two of them are clear.

Yang Yifei's words stimulated him a lot, and he had decided to use the second half of his life to make up for Aunt Ying, treat her well, and repay the sins he owed.

The chair on the side was occupied by Guo Jing and Huang Rong, but they turned around, and it was Huang Rong lying in Guo Jing's arms, covered with Guo Jing's coat.

Yang Yifei glanced at everyone, smiled slightly, got up and walked into the distance, waved his hand to put away the leftovers on the table, and threw them all off the cliff after reaching the edge of the cliff, solving his personal problems by the way.

After taking out the toothpaste, toothbrush, mineral water, washing, and two more trips to the mixed yuan palm to move the body, then walked back.

At this time, everyone had already woken up, and Hong Qigong and Huang Yaoshi were studying the sword that Yang Yifei had inserted on the ground.

"It looks like the bronze sword of the Qin State during the Warring States Period, and the swords of other countries are not so long, but I don't know what is going on inside."

As soon as Huang Yaoshi's words fell, Huang Rong reached out and grabbed the hilt of the sword, and pulled out half of the sword with a bang, "Ouch, it's quite heavy!" ”

Huang Yaoshi hurriedly stopped: "Rong'er, don't mess with other people's things. ”

"I'm just looking, and I won't want him." Having said that, she immediately let go of the hilt of the sword, and the long sword fell back into the scabbard with a bang, but the situation of the sword body had been seen clearly by everyone.

Huang Yaoshi said: "It's not a question of whether you want it or not, without the permission of the master's family, you can't use other people's objects, especially weapons." ”

Hong Qigong waved his hand and said, "Eh, Huang Laoxi, Yang Gongzi is not a stingy person, just take a look, it's okay, how about it, do you see any fame?" Is this really an ancient sword? ”

Huang Yaoshi nodded and said, "Eight or nine are not far from ten, whether it is its weight, material or the sound of it coming out of the sheath and entering the sheath, it all shows that this is a pre-Qin bronze sword with a history of at least 1,400 years or more. ”

Zhou Botong was speechless: "Then this sword should be very valuable!" ”

Huang Yaoshi bowed his head and said: "It's hard to buy a thousand gold." ”

Just when everyone was talking about this sword, Yang Yi flew back, and everyone walked away as if nothing happened.

Hong Qigong suddenly looked at the side of the cliff and was stunned, then his face sank, and said, "Old poison, you came early." ”

Everyone looked back and saw Ouyang Feng walking slowly with a snake staff, but his eyes kept looking at Yang Yifei and did not look at the others.

After hearing Hong Qigong's words, he turned his eyes to look at Hong Qigong and said coldly: "Arrive early and compete early, arrive late and compete late, old and called, are you competing with me today to win the competition, or are you fighting for your life?" ”

Hong Qigong said in a deep voice: "Not only gambling on victory or defeat, but also deciding life and death, you don't have to be merciful." ”

Ouyang Feng said: "Okay, when I finish the competition with this son, I will fight you to the death." ”

Hong Qi said fairly: "That's exactly what I mean. ”

Hong Qigong rarely hated anyone in his life, but he hated Ouyang Feng deeply.

Looking at the entire Condor Shooting World, there is very little villain who can do it so purely, Ouyang Feng can be said to be unscrupulous and unscrupulous for the sake of the Nine Yin True Scripture, and he will do everything he can, and any identity and fame will be floating clouds in his opinion.

For the sake of the Nine Yin True Scripture, he can run to do chores for Wanyan Honglie as a martial arts master, and for the sake of the Nine Yin True Scripture, he can bully juniors regardless of the identity of the grandmaster.

Hong Qigong saved him one moment, and the next moment he was able to attack him, causing Hong Qigong to lose all his martial arts, and even almost lost his life.

After that, he and Yang Kang single-handedly created the Peach Blossom Island Incident, destroying five of the six monsters, leaving a blind man all over the world to frame Huang Yaoshi.

Compared with Qiu Qianren, he is the real one who does no evil, has no bottom line, and can be said to be the purest villain.

It wasn't until he went crazy that he finally didn't hate him, maybe people couldn't hate him when they saw the Condor, but when they saw the Condor, people wanted to break him into pieces.

If Yang Yifei had to keep him to discuss the sword, he would have received a boxed lunch yesterday, but it was not too late to kill him today, and the plot change of killing him would also increase a lot.

Yang Yifei saw that everyone had already arrived, so he said: "Everyone, the agreement of the noon contest was originally to wait for everyone to arrive, since everyone has arrived, let's not wait for noon, how about starting the sword conference directly?" ”

Hong Qi said fairly: "What Yang Gongzi said is extremely true, even so, the old man will understand the sword art of Gongzi." ”

Yang Yifei walked to an open field more than ten zhang away, Hong Qigong held a dog stick, standing on the right side of Yang Yifei, a lamp master won Wang Chongyang's innate skills, the most profound skills, and the famous stunt is a yang finger, which is not holding a weapon, and walked to the left side of Yang Yifei.

Huang Yaoshi pulled out the jade flute inserted in his waist with his right hand, buckled a stone with his left hand, and faced Yang Yifei head-on, Ouyang Feng, the old yin ratio, naturally stood behind Yang Yifei, and the others watched strongly from a distance of more than ten zhang.

Yang Yifei saw that everyone was ready, that is, he pinched the sword finger in his hand, pointed obliquely at the sky, and shouted: "The sword is coming." ”

"Qiang"

The bronze sword inserted next to the bench more than ten zhang away made a crisp sound, rose out of its sheath on its own, crossed a parabola, and landed in front of Yang Yifei, the tip of the sword slowly rotating around his body towards the ground.

Except for Qiu Chuji and Guo Jing, who had already seen it once, everyone else was shocked, their eyes widened, and Huang Yaoshi said in shock: "The art of the sword, it turns out that this is the art of the sword, the divine sword is psychic, and it will come when it is called, this ...... What kind of martial arts is this? It's clearly immortal! ”

Hong Qigong lost his mind and said: "I can't imagine that there is really a sword immortal in this world, I have long insight, I have always called Hua Hua to live for decades, and today's long knowledge is more than half a lifetime combined." ”

Ouyang Feng was even more shocked, he couldn't imagine that in addition to the immortal method that could control people from afar, he actually had such a sword technique, such an opponent, could it really be matched by mortals?

Master Yilan sighed again and again, the six-vein divine sword on my Dali Duan ancestor is vainly called the divine sword, but in front of this sword technique, what is it?

Yang Yifei made a "sword", which made the momentum of the four people snatch it, and the raging battle intent was like a fire poured with a basin of ice water and completely extinguished.

Zhou Botong had been a little depressed because of yesterday's incident, and he was silent all night because of his laughter and trouble, but at this time, when he saw Yang Yifei's sword technique, it was like a resurrection with full blood, and he shouted with jumps: "I want to learn, I want to learn the sword technique, I want to worship him as a teacher." ”