Yun Jianghai stared at Fan Jian with an unkind face, and said in a deep voice: "According to what the little brother said, do you think that my Yun clan's swordsmanship skills are not as good as others?"

Yun Potian opened his mouth on the side, and stopped talking.

Fan Jian said very seriously: "I don't mean that, I know that there are countless swordsmanship in the world. Some swordsmanship is broad and profound, some swordsmanship can cut mountains with one sword, and some swordsmanship can even cut rivers with one sword, but in this world, there is no perfect swordsmanship, I think Brother Yun should be very clear about this. ”

Yun Jianghai put his hands behind his back and said with a smile: "Yes, as you said, there is no perfect swordsmanship in the world, and my family's ancestral Yun's swordsmanship has only a handful of flaws, less than ten, it is already a first-class swordsmanship, do you really want to find out the flaws from it?"

Fan Jian nodded: "That's right." ”

"Well, young man, be bold, and I will fulfill you. ”

Yun Jianghai waved his hand: "Tian'er, go, practice our ancestral swordsmanship, let this little brother take a good look." ”

"Yes, father. ”

It was difficult to disobey his father's order, and Yun Potian immediately held the sword in his hand and came to the open area.

Once again, the crowd stepped back, leaving him a wider square.

Yun Potian glanced at Fan Jian deeply, and there was a trace of guilt in the depths of his eyes.

He drew his sword out of the sheath, and his whole temperament suddenly changed, and the whole person was like a sword, full of determination and sharpness.

Brush Brush –

The sword qi is vertical and horizontal, and the sword light is flashing!

"Good swordsmanship!"

Wang Hu exclaimed.

"It's really worthy of the Yun family's ancestral swordsmanship, and it's really a super-first-class swordsmanship. ”

Zhang He stroked his hair and laughed.

Yun Jianghai nodded proudly.

Soon.

The Cloud Breaking Sky Sword Technique was practiced.

The face does not change color, and the breath does not breathe for a long time.

He put his sword back into its sheath and saluted Fan Jian with a fist.

"Please advise. ”

This moment.

It's surprisingly quiet.

Almost everyone's eyes were looking at Fan Jian playfully.

Wang Hu, Zhang He, and Yun Jianghai are all old rivers and lakes, and they have long found out that Fan Jian is not a cultivator at all.

However, all cultivators will have vitality fluctuations in their bodies.

And from Fan Jian, they didn't feel even a trace of vitality fluctuations.

"Little master, let's talk about it, the sky-breaking sword is finished, you can tell us all about it, how many flaws do you see?"

Wang Hu sneered defiantly.

"Yes, little master, what you say is the water that is spilled, you are not ashamed to say just now, saying that as long as you finish practicing the sword in the sky, you can see the defects of the Yun clan's swordsmanship, you have a louder voice, let us all listen to it, your insight. ”

Zhang He was even more yin, and he actually wanted to make Fan Jian's voice louder.

He also said that what he said was the water that was spilled, and he didn't want to think about it, he had said that he had cut his hair and become a monk, but in the end he didn't admit it.

Yun Jianghai looked at Fan Jian and said with a smile: "Little brother, what do you see, just say, don't worry, I will never be angry." ”

Fan Jianwan smiled.

Still sitting on the chair, crossing Erlang's legs, he said with a smile: "Brother Yun, this is what you asked me to say, don't be angry when I say it." ”

"It's okay, you can just say it, brother, I don't feel angry. ”

Yun Jianghai waved his hand and repeatedly assured.

Fan Jian laughed secretly in his heart, and the moment of pretending to be forced officially began.

He stood up, put his hands behind his back, his face was straight, and said, "I have seen one hundred and eight flaws in this set of swordsmanship. ”

"What? you fart!"

Yun Jianghai was immediately annoyed!

This is his ancestral sword technique, which has been perfected to perfection after several generations of hard work.

Today's Yun Clan's swordsmanship has less than ten flaws, and it is already a first-class swordsmanship.

As a result, when it came to Fan Jian's mouth, one hundred and eight defects appeared at once.

More than a hundred flaws, what kind of swordsmanship is that?

Not even a third-rate swordsmanship.

That's a fourth-rate swordsmanship.

The dignified Yun clan of Fengming City actually took a set of fourth-rate swordsmanship as a treasure?

This is simply an insult to the Yun family.

Wang Hu and Zhang He were also filled with righteous indignation.

"Boy, have you eaten the bear's heart and the leopard's guts? This is the ancestral swordsmanship of the Yun clan, within a radius of thousands of miles, the best swordsmanship, you opened your mouth, and actually said, this set of swordsmanship has more than 100 flaws? Do you want to die?"

Wang Hu's beard was all open, and he roared angrily.

Zhang He was even more angry, he stared at Fan Jian, and said viciously: "Boy, it's still the same sentence, you can eat as much as you want, but you can't talk nonsense, since you can see that this set of Yun swordsmanship has one hundred and eight flaws, how about you point it out to our big guys in public?"

"yes, let him point out the flaws. ”

"That's right, let him tell all the flaws of the Yun Clan's sword technique!"

The surrounding audience began to heckle.

The sea of Yunjiang sank like water, he stared at Fan Jian, and said with an unkind face: "Little brother, you saved my life, I owe you a favor, but if you insult my Yun clan's ancestral swordsmanship so much, I can't spare you." Since you said that you see that my Yun clan's swordsmanship is flawed, then please point it out. There are a hundred and eight places in total, and I hope you don't miss any of them!"

In the blink of an eye.

Between Fan Jian and Yun Jianghai, he turned from a benefactor to an enemy.

Wang Hu and Zhang He were on the side, secretly refreshing.

Fan Jian smiled and agreed.

"Okay, Brother Yun, this is what you asked me to say, I said it, don't be unhappy. ”

In order to verify what he said, Fan Jian asked Tang Long to bring a wooden stick from the side and go to fight with Yun Potian.

Tang Long carried a wooden stick, stiffened, and walked over.

He secretly complained in his heart: Master, you let me use the kung fu of the three-legged cat to compete with the No. 1 kendo genius in Fengming City, and let me take a wooden stick, you might as well kill me.

"Don't worry, there is a boss here, keep you safe. ”

Fan Jian cheered Tang Long on.

This moment.

The audience around was in high spirits.

There's a lot of excitement to see again.

The little head of the Third or Fourth Yam Sect actually asked his disciples to take a wooden stick to challenge Yun Potian, isn't this looking for death?

Yun Jianghai's face became even more ugly.

He glanced at his beloved son Yun Potian and said, "Tian'er, go, teach him a hard lesson, don't insult our Yun clan's prestige." ”

"Yes, father. ”

Yun Potian was helpless, and walked up with his sword.

Hmmm-

The sword is unsheathed.

The cold light is shining.

Tang Long suddenly felt a chill in his neck, and instinctively shrunk his neck.

His action immediately caused a burst of laughter.

"Hahaha, he's scared before the war starts. ”

"Get out, what kind of thing are you? You dare to challenge our No. 1 kendo genius in Fengming City, and take a wooden stick? If you are looking for death, you don't need to break the sky to make a move, Lao Tzu can fulfill you." ”

The laughter around him made Tang Long's face redden.

He secretly glanced at Fan Jian.

He found that the head of the house was so light-hearted, and in the face of the ridicule of so many people, he was still in the mood to eat melon seeds.