"Hehe, why can Qian Lao be so sure that Xiao Yong will win?!" Hong Yunyao also seemed to be interested, Lang laughed, and asked.

Qian Lao glanced at Han Ming and did not have the slightest displeasure, so he said with confidence: "This is obvious, although I don't practice swords, Xiao Yong's strength is two orders stronger than Li Tie, and the compelling sword intent he stands on the field can make people feel palpitations even if he is so far away, while Li Tie looks like an elm pimple, his sword intent is sullen and depressed, just like an old ox who is buried in the ground and ploughing the field, and there is no chic intention of sword cultivation at all, hey, Xiao Yong is a big difference in heart and qualifications." ”

Hong Yunyao smiled without saying a word, looked at Han Ming, and asked, "Han Xiaoyou, why are you sure that Li Tie can win?!"

Han Ming grinned, looked at the audience, Li Tie, who was stuffy and stepped up the steps of the ring step by step, and said: "When I was young, the sword master told me that if you can't walk on an unstable road, you can't hold a sword well, and on the way of the sword, in addition to qualifications, the most important thing is a calm mind, so Li Tie will win!"

"Commander, your reason is too far-fetched!" Qian Lao disagreed, thinking that Han Ming deliberately said these words and pretended to be forced, he said confidently: "Commander, although I can't compare to you in terms of Fu Array attainments, but in terms of people, I should be a step higher than you at such an age, hahaha!"

After listening to Han Ming's words, Hong Yunyao let out a long laugh and said angrily: "I agree with Han Xiaoyou, Li Tie will win!"

This time, before Qian Lao could say anything to refute, he only heard the referee on the first field ring the golden gong again, and said in a high voice: "Game, start!!"

Xiao Yong of the Ancient Sword Sect stood indifferently in place, the praise around him made his feet almost float, and he didn't pay attention to the guy who was full of local flavor on the other side at all, his eyes were disdainful, and there was a sarcastic smile on the corner of his mouth.

"Hey, hey, Senior Brother Xiao, please give me advice!" Li Tie grinned innocently and saluted Xiao Yong of the Ancient Sword Sect.

"Alright, let's get out of the sword. Xiao Yong glanced at Li Tie, made a big move, only to hear a sound, a long sword with cold light like a deep spring and a cold current was suspended on Xiao Yong's side, the sword intent on the long sword was like a cold current, and the temperature above the entire Haoyue Square suddenly dropped.

Ooh!

There was a sudden burst of exclamation from the crowd.

"Xiao Yong's Cold Spring Sword Intent is much stronger than it was ten years ago. ”

"The sword intent is like a cold current, the sword edge is everywhere, Xiao Yong's kendo foundation has been laid!"

People praised Xiao Yong's extraordinary shots, and Li Tie, who was fighting against him, also drew his long sword.

It was an ordinary and ordinary long sword, and the color was actually earthy yellow.

It looks like something that has been buried in the field for a long time and has only been dug up now.

"Hahaha, what kind of magic weapon is this, hahaha!"

"Hey, hey, this can't be a long sword dug out of the dirt on the road!"

The crowd burst into laughter.

The mockery at the corner of Xiao Yong's mouth became even stronger.

Li Tie heard people's ridicule, his dark face was also slightly red, and he stood on the field holding the earthy yellow long sword in his hand with some embarrassment, like a dirt bun.

But on the square full of ridicule, there were two indignant voices of encouragement that made Li Tie look sideways.

"Senior brother, don't forget your hard work in practicing swords for twenty years!!"

"Senior brother, come on, I believe in you!!"

The two disciples of the Xiaoyuan Sect, who were younger than Li Tie, cheered for Li Tie loudly despite the ridicule of the others beside them.

But it was these two encouraging voices in the ridicule of everyone that made Li Tie's mentality slowly calm down, he took a deep breath and slowly closed his eyes.

"Look for death!!"

The ancient sword sect Xiao Yong laughed fiercely, grabbed the long sword floating in the air with his big hand, stepped on the soles of his feet fiercely, and the vitality of his whole body flowed like a roar, and the sword light on the long sword was actually sparkling like a spring, and the chill that made people feel chill spread out from the long sword.

Poof!

Xiao Yong dragged the long sword and swept wildly, and stabbed towards Li Tie's eyebrows, and the sword light was like a slender and sharp needle.

But Li Tie still closed his eyes slightly, standing in place.

Let's go!

Sweat ran down his forehead and splattered on the scorching dirt.

The young Li Tie, holding an earthy yellow heavy sword, kept practicing the chopping action.

"Grandpa, why don't you teach me other sword moves, just this one move, it's too boring!"

The young man Li Tie looked at the sleepy old man sitting in the shade of the tree and complained dissatisfiedly.

"Hey, you little cub, let you practice it for me, the so-called one trick is eaten all over the world, you know a fart, you Li Tie doesn't have a second move, remember, fight against people, only one sword, one sword will score life and death!!"

The young man Li Tie pursed his mouth in dissatisfaction.

The old man continued to sleep, the young man continued to practice his sword, and the sweat continued to splash in the field under the scorching sun.

When the old man woke up at dusk that day, he suddenly said one more sentence: "Cub, this trick, you remember, its name is Kaishan!!"

The young man nodded disappreciably, such an ordinary sword move, where is it worthy of such a domineering name.

Li Tie held a sword at the age of five, practiced swords for twenty-five years, and never competed with others to practice sword moves, and the sword moves he knew were just that, called Kaishan!

This is the first time he has stood in the ring and fought against people.

He felt that he must be nervous, but when he closed his eyes and held the sword in his hand, his heart was as calm as water.

He felt that he would definitely lose, but when he closed his eyes and his mind connected with the sword intent, an unparalleled confidence swelled in his chest.

Twenty-five years, sharpen a sword!

This sword should have the power to open the mountain!

Laugh at!

Xiao Yong's slender sword light like a had already pierced Li Tie's forehead.

The people in the square were a little disappointed, and they thought that Li Tie would be able to resist two moves, but they didn't expect that before he could make a move, he would be beheaded by Xiao Yong's sword.

Qian Lao, who was sitting beside Han Ming and watching the sword competition, showed a hint of smugness and said, "Red Palm, Master Han, you two have lost your eyes, hahaha...... Huh?!"

Before Qian Lao finished speaking, he saw Li Tie, who was standing in the ring, suddenly opened a pair of big eyes, he held an earthy yellow long sword, and he had practiced a sword move for twenty-five years, and slashed down with his hand.

It looked like a long sword that had just been dug out of a dirt pit, and the light suddenly soared, like a bright sun in the sky, like a rolling Yellow River turbid wave, like a bright galaxy in the nine heavens.

With a sword slash, the earthy yellow sword light surged like a tsunami, like a waterfall and a river, slashing down with the long sword.

Rumble!

This surging sword light destroyed Xiao Yong's sword light instantly, Xiao Yong screamed in fear, and before he could make a second sword, the whole person turned into nothingness in the sword light.

The sword light that rushed to the sky kept cutting out the protective barrier of the ring, and in an instant, the cracks on the barrier were all over it, and the elder of the Sword Sect Mountain Battle King had to take action and bless the protective barrier, even so, when the sword light disappeared, the barrier also collapsed.

Rao is Elder of the Sword Sect Mountain Battle King also looked horrified, and his steps took two steps back.

A group of onlookers who were still surrounding the ring just now were all pale and shocked, looking at Li Tie who was standing in the ring at the moment, drenched in cold sweat, pale, and out of breath.

Only one sword is released, and this sword is like a vampire, swallowing all of Li Tie's vitality and spiritual essence!!