Chapter 289: White Clothes Floating

"The owner is here!"

"Pavilion Master, what is the mystery of the swordsmanship used by this guy?"

"Pavilion Master, this outsider is too arrogant, Pavilion Master, you are Yang Wei for us!"

"Don't let this outsider with no one in his eyes look down on our Dragon Soul Base!"

At this time, everyone in the kendo hall noticed Bai Yipiao, the hall master of the Dragon Soul Base Kendo Pavilion. Everyone's eyes focused on the body of Bai Yipiao.

The white clothes are sharp and angular, the jade trees are in the wind, and the white clothes are quite a kind of taste of peerless swordsmen in martial arts novels.

The corners of Bai Yipiao's mouth rose slightly, but in the confident smile in everyone's eyes, there was an indescribable bitterness.

Bai Yi Piao: These guys cheated me!

In normal times, Bai Yi Piao didn't want to fight with the young guy in front of him, after all, until now, Bai Yi Piao still couldn't judge the strength of the other party!

Moreover, it is very likely that the other party will hide its strength.

As soon as he thought of this, Bai Yipiao's left eyelid jumped.

But at this time, Bai Yipiao couldn't find a reason not to play!

Bai Yipiao is the owner of the Dragon Soul Base Kendo Pavilion, and he is also the signature character of the Dragon Soul Base.

If the white clothes can't float on the field, then the prestige of the kendo hall will be greatly reduced, and the prestige of the dragon soul base will undoubtedly be greatly affected!

After all, then again, the other party is nothing more than a third-order master!

The figure in white floated vertically and stood quietly in the ring.

"Having friends from afar is a great joy in life, especially if you are also a kendo. Meet friends with kendo, how happy it is!! ”

The white clothes floated in the ring, laughing and groaning. did not use the sword, behind his hands, with a masterful demeanor.

"Sure enough, it's the hall owner, this kind of style can't be learned by us ordinary people."

"Yes, Lord Pavilion, salute first and then soldier, at least this kind of bearing. Far more than the other. ”

"In this confrontation, our pavilion master has won, in terms of swordsmanship alone. In the entire Dongzhou Island, there will be no more than five people who exceed the owner of the museum! ”

When everyone praised the demeanor of the white clothes, Yang Ping shed tears in his heart: they are all a group of gods! A great master of level 50. Actually in a gesture of going all out. Face a newcomer who is less than level 30! It's a shame to spread it!

On the other side of the white-clothed Piao, Su Hao looked indifferent and indifferent.

Although the other party was the owner of the Kendo Pavilion and a few masters in the Dragon Soul Base, on the other side, Su Hao did not feel a huge pressure.

Su Hao waved his sword slightly: "Please make a good move!" ”

"What a rude fellow, Lord Inn. Gotta teach this bastard a hard lesson! ”

"The Awakened who don't know the height of the sky thinks they have two brushes. Can you just come here? The masters of our Dragon Soul Base are all the overlords of Dongzhou Island! ”

"Pavilion Master, let this newcomer know what rules are and what is kendo!"

Unlike the crowd of excited people, the white clothes were indifferent.

"I'm in white clothes and focusing on swordsmanship, and the disciples have no way, so I can make you laugh."

Then, Bai Yipiao waved his right hand, and a long sword of turquoise blue was held in the slender palm: "This sword is called Azure Ghost Fire!" It is one of the top ten divine swords on Dongzhou Island, a forty-five-level mythical weapon! ”

Then, Bai Yipiao put away the blue long sword and the blue ghost fire, and took out a blue long sword.

"My white-clothed drift is twenty levels higher than you, two stages, even if you win, it is not a victory, if you use the magic weapon blue ghost fire, it will undoubtedly be laughing and generous. Therefore, I will use a level 20 fine long sword to fight with you, and I will end there! ”

Bai Yi Piao's words are very beautiful, in this way, Bai Yi Piao's victory is a matter of course, even if it is a failure, it will not be criticized.

After all, Bai Yi Piao used an ordinary long sword, and the quality of Su Hao's silver mang sword was not low, in terms of weapons, Bai Yi Piao had a disadvantage.

Although Su Hao is very confident, he will not lose too ugly if he uses the same level of weapons as Bai Yipiao, but at this time, Bai Yipiao took the initiative to take a step back, and Su Hao was embarrassed not to give the other party room for retreat.

Therefore, Su Hao held his sword slightly: "Since the hall owner intends to instruct, then Su Hao is disrespectful and leads the tricks." ”

After speaking, Su Hao's figure moved, and the silver sword in his right hand left an afterimage, and these various afterimages formed a strange figure, and finally formed a small illusion!

Magic Swordsmanship!

Before Bai Yipiao, the two masters of the kendo hall lost in the illusionary swordsmanship.

Therefore, Su Hao had a certain confidence in his illusion swordsmanship.

However, this time, this illusion only lasted for a moment, and after an instant, countless afterimages dissipated, and the illusion formed by countless afterimages also disappeared suddenly.

At the same time, a soft groan came from the ring, and Bai Yipiao looked indifferent: "The illusion swordsmanship, although it forms an illusion and turns all beings upside down, it is not without flaws!" If the spiritual resistance is high enough to see through the illusion, it will naturally find the flaws in the illusion. ”

The illusionary sword technique was broken, and Su Hao did not have any disappointment on his face.

Su Hao said in a very indifferent tone: "Sure enough, I am worthy of being a master of the Dragon Soul Base, a master of level 50, with extraordinary knowledge, I can crack my illusion sword technique in such a short period of time, it seems that my magic sword technique still has great shortcomings." ”

As soon as the words fell.

Su Hao's Yinmang sword slashed again, the sword light of the Yinmang sword exuded a severe cold air, the sword light was cold, and countless snowflakes shrouded in the ring of one hundred square meters.

"Drifting Snow Sword Technique!"

The cold wind rose rapidly, and pieces of palm-sized six-petal ice crystals, exuding frost and coldness, drifted towards the white clothes in the center of the ring.

An invisible murderous aura enveloped the entire kendo hall.

"Yang Ping, isn't this sword technique your Drifting Snow Sword Technique? How could this Drifting Snow Sword Technique be so terrifying? ”

"Yang Ping, if your swordsmanship can reach this level, in the entire kendo hall, you are also a man of the hour!"

"It is rumored that it is true, the Drifting Snow Sword Technique is practiced to the extreme, and it can condense ice crystals that emit cold energy, these ice crystals contain terrifying energy, causing terrible damage, and the invisible cold qi can reduce the opponent's body technique!"

"This young outsider, it's really terrifying, he defeated Wang Dali and Chu Ao in a row before, I thought he was relying on luck, but I didn't expect that he would still master this kind of difficult swordsmanship!"

"This young man's comprehension of swordsmanship is completely beyond the scope of our understanding, which is enough to be our teacher!"

"However, this young man, after all, is two stages behind the Pavilion Master, and he is not the opponent of the Pavilion Master." (To be continued.) )