Qinghai.

This eighteen-acre mansion is still luxurious, but who would have thought that in such a mansion, the master bedroom house is actually a tomb.

The tombstone reads:

The Tomb of the Dead Friend!

"Thank you." Li Yang, who stood in front of the grave, thanked him after being silent for a while.

"Brother Huo doesn't have to care." Ying Wei, who was standing behind Li Yang, still looked very familiar, looking at Li Yang's back in front of him, and finally couldn't help but ask.

"There are still four days left before the decisive battle, can Brother Huo be sure?"

"I will win!" Li Yang is still the same sentence as thirteen days ago.

Ying Wei couldn't figure out whether he was pretending or really sure.

"You go back first, I don't want anyone to disturb me in four days." Li Yang said.

"But."

"Huh?"

Before he could say anything, he saw Li Yang glance back at himself, and a ball of light burst out of his eyes.

It is clearly a trace of the sudden increase in internal force.

Ying Xuan's heart trembled, and he hurriedly lowered his head, "Congratulations to Brother Huo, I will leave now, and promise that no one will disturb you within four days." ”

Before he could finish speaking, his feet had already fled like oil.

Li Yang took a deep breath, and the essence in his eyes slowly disappeared and returned to normal.

On the way here, he had already eaten Blood Bodhi, and it was four in a row.

Blood Bodhi is a great miracle fruit in the world of wind and clouds, which has the effect of treating serious injuries and increasing merit without injury.

Of course, Li Yang was not injured, so when the two Blood Bodhi went down to his stomach, his power began to increase dramatically, almost doubling again, so he continued to eat the third Blood Bodhi, but found that the effect of the Blood Bodhi to increase his strength had weakened, until the fourth Blood Bodhi went down to the stomach, and no longer increased a trace of internal strength.

Even so, Li Yang was already very content.

Because to put it bluntly, he has now surpassed the Sword Master in terms of internal strength.

It's just swordsmanship.

No, it's just one move of sword twenty-two!

As a traverser, Li Yang knew that there were actually twenty-three styles of sword swordsmanship, which was the real swordsmanship of the past and the present.

However, it was only realized when the Sword Master ran out of oil and was about to die, and then looked at the domineering appearance of the Sword Saint before, where did he look like a person who was about to die, and from the conceit appearance of Sword Twenty-two when he talked about it, it was even more certain that he had not realized Sword Twenty-three.

So, it's only one move of sword twenty-two!

Thinking of this, Li Yang shook his hand and shot out a sword aura.

After the sword qi slashed a strange trajectory in front of his eyes, it automatically dissipated again.

If Jian Chen saw it, he would definitely be surprised.

This simple, strange-looking sword aura actually has three points similar to the inexplicable swordsmanship.

Ordinary people learn the sword first, and then learn its god, but Li Yang did the opposite, first stealing the god, but abandoned its form.

For four days, he practiced this move.

He even thought backwards from the sword intent of this move, and touched a few essences of sword twenty-two.

Four days flew by.

On the fifth day of September, frost falls.

Since September, the inn business in the western suburbs has been particularly prosperous, almost every inn in the vicinity is full, the innkeepers are so happy that they can't keep their mouths together, and the people in the martial arts who have gathered in the martial arts can't talk together, all arguing about who wins and who loses between Li Yang and the Sword Master, and even some people openly open a gambling game, which can really be said to be extremely lively.

Even tents were set up in the wilderness, and martial arts people with swords and swords came and went, so that the beasts in the jungle had no place to stay.

These people all came to watch the decisive battle between Li Yang and the Sword Saint, or more precisely, to see the demeanor of the Sword Saint.

The music sounded, and a group of people came slowly, and the people in front of them consciously moved out of the way.

"The male gang leader is here."

"Male Gang Master."

…… One by one, the martial arts people rushed to the forefront.

"You're welcome." Xiongba greeted him one by one, and Nie Feng and Qin Shuang were on his side.

"The Juggernaut is here, the Juggernaut is here." A warm voice sounded in the distance.

The crowd consciously separated a path again, only to see the Sword Saint walking with a radiant spirit, followed by the same glorious broken waves.

In the crowd, Jian Chen whispered to the middle-aged man beside him: "Master, looking at the steady pace of the Sword Saint, it doesn't seem like he has been assassinated. ”

"This is the most terrible thing, that person will not make a move, he must have a bigger plan." Nameless pressed the hat to avoid being seen by the Juggernaut who walked by.

"Hero." In the crowd, some people stared at Xiongba with hateful eyes.

It's a shocking step.

"Brother Bu, even if you change your appearance, don't always stare at him, be careful that he finds you." A beautiful young girl stood beside Bu Jingyun and said worriedly.

…… These are all famous, and those nameless martial arts people, I don't know how many, are all crowded together at the moment, and their eyes are all focused on that mansion.

But despite the noise outside, the courtyard door was still closed.

Inside the hospital.

"The air is solemn and condensed, the dew is frosty, it's a good day, why do you have to kill people?" Mingyue put a stick of incense on Yun Niang's grave and sighed.

"I don't want to kill." Li Yang looked at Yun Niang's tombstone with a distracted gaze.

He really didn't want to kill.

He's going to punish his heart!

Li Yang picked up the Huolin Sword on the table, which was already equipped with a scabbard, and strode out of the courtyard gate.

As soon as the door of the "squeak" courtyard opened, countless faces who knew and didn't know each other mixed together and came into view.

"He's out."

"It's out."

"Didn't you say that you had fled in fear?"

"The show begins."

…… The crowd was in an uproar and heated discussions, until the Juggernaut appeared, and then fell back into silence.

"I haven't seen you for a few days, but you are much calmer." The Sword Master looked Li Yang up and down, and always felt that something had changed in Li Yang's body.

Li Yang's face was expressionless, "Don't talk nonsense, show your sword." ”

The Sword Saint finally understood what had changed in Li Yang's body and became more arrogant.

Looking at the sword in Li Yang's hand, the sword saint said disdainfully: "The old man has already reached the realm of the unity of man and sword, man is sword, sword is man, no need to use a sword." ”

Li Yang shook his head and said, "I am asking you to show the so-called ancient and modern swordsmanship in your mouth." ”

"That depends on whether you are qualified to see the old man's sword twenty-two." Juggernaut shouted.

"Get out of your sword." Li Yang urged.

"Let you go first, lest fellow martial artists say that the old man won't give you a chance for juniors." The Sword Saint was very dissatisfied with Li Yang's appearance of being a bamboo in his chest, as if he had won himself.

"Get out of your sword." Li Yang urged again.

The Sword Saint had already heard Li Yang's tone, and seeing that Li Yang didn't make a move, he said, "Since that's the case, don't blame the old man for being polite." ”

As soon as the words fell, a sword qi shot out from his fingertips and shot towards Li Yang.

It is the starting style in the Holy Spirit Sword Technique: Sword One.

The martial arts people who were watching from a distance all held their breath, this was the first time that the Holy Spirit Sword Technique had been retired for decades and appeared on the rivers and lakes!

Everyone felt excited, and they couldn't wait to be the one who used the sword one.

Li Yang was very quiet and didn't move, like the tombstone of Yun Niang in the courtyard.