When Bai Jian heard this, his brows furrowed, his face was gloomy, he didn't expect Yang Qi to be outspoken, and directly proposed a battle between the two. Thinking of this, he said coldly: "The newborn calf is not afraid of tigers, your courage is indeed admirable, but at the same time, your stupidity is even more pitiful. Today, I will teach you a good lesson, so that you know how many pounds and taels you have. ”

Yang Qi did not respond, but only took out the Great Wisdom Sword given by Shang Ruoyu from the storage bag, held it in his hand, pointed at the white arrow, and said, "Please teach Senior Brother." "There is a war intent in his eyes, since the beginning of his cultivation, he has not fought with anyone, and today is just the right time, so I use this person to verify the results of the day and night penance in the past six months. At this time, Bai Zisu's voice came out: "This person's eight-yuan qi is indeed a good opponent. ”

The white arrow was furious, and without further words, a silver spear came out, and the cold hit people, pointing straight ahead. Suddenly, the figure moved slightly, and his demeanor was like a breeze, carrying a gun, killing the opposite side. Yang Qi showed a vigilant look on his face, the white arrow eight yuan qi was not to be underestimated, and he immediately used the first sword momentum among the six swords of Yugong without hesitation. A simple and extremely simple swordsmanship, not very gorgeous, but it is extremely calm.

Bai Jian didn't know the subtleties of Yugong's six swords, so he said sarcastically: "The speed of the sword is too slow, and it can't compete with me at all." The gun was like lightning, swift and incoherent, and appeared in front of Yang Qi in an instant, his eyes were indifferent, his face was gloomy, and a silver spear suddenly hit a powerful move, with the power of a rock-collapsing stone, so that Yang Qi only had the ability to parry, but had no power to fight back.

Yang Qi was fearless, not timid, and with a sudden, Qingguang Huohuo, Dazhi sword out, ignoring the cold of the opponent's silver spear. Bai Jian was shocked in his heart, but it was not because of the opponent's sword moves, but because of the opponent's cultivation realm, which was actually a six-element qi tripod. It has only been half a year since the beginning, and it has reached such a state, which can be said to be unprecedented. Bai Jian secretly thought: "Who is the person who sent the news that this son is extremely talented and stupid, and now when I see it, he is so outstanding." ”

However, no matter how good Yang Qi's talent was, as an eight-element Qi Ding cultivator, the white arrow would naturally not be afraid. From the simple moves just now, it can be known that the opponent is inexperienced, and if he continues to fight for a long time, it will be beneficial to him after all. But Bai Jian didn't seem to plan to continue the war, what he wanted was to defeat Yang Qi within ten moves, otherwise he would be ashamed of the Eight Yuan Cultivation, and even make Senior Brother Lou Feng dissatisfied.

Thinking of this, the white arrow drank sharply, and said in a cold voice: "The silver snake is out of the hole, and the mangdian is Liuhe." "This is an extremely powerful move in the marksmanship practiced by the white arrow, even the Nine Yuan Qi Ding Monk does not dare to face it easily, according to his calculations, Yang Qi is only six yuan, and he can't parry half a point at all. Today's battle is a sure victory.

Yang Qi was expressionless, and said lightly: "Sword momentum." It was still a trick, which made the white arrow angry. Although Yang Qi's sword moves were not very gorgeous, he was able to successfully parry all his moves every time, which was really embarrassing. Under the anger of the white arrow, the eight-element qi cultivation was undoubtedly revealed, in order to grasp it fully, he had to suppress it with absolute strength, and no longer underestimate the enemy.

The silver spear fell in front of Yang Qi, only less than half a meter away, if it went deeper, I was afraid that I would not be able to return to the sky. Yang Qi immediately used his sword momentum, parryed, shook the gun, and made a few moves in succession, but he actually dissolved all the opponent's moves. Yang Qi's heart moved, he didn't expect that the sword momentum would be so wonderful, blocking the Eight Yuan Qi Ding Cultivator's sharp moves, it was really unbelievable.

Bai Jian was furious, and he couldn't stop shouting: "Boy, what kind of swordsmanship are you? It's annoying that you can block my moves many times. And you've been using this trick from beginning to end, don't you have any other magical powers?" The anger increased, making his spear more and more powerful, and suddenly sent out towards Yang Qi, like a vicious silver snake, pounced on it.

A hint of sarcasm appeared in Yang Qi's eyes, and he said, "With what you can do, this trick is enough." "The sword momentum is used again, and there is still no fancy and gorgeous, only a simple sword, slow and fast, still and moving, which is incomprehensible. Bai Jian's face was gloomy and cold, and Yang Qi's strength made him unexpected. Before that, I thought it would be easy to defeat, but I didn't expect it to be so tricky.

Suddenly, Bai Jian sneered and said: "Your swordsmanship is indeed very strange, and you can even block my sword moves three times and twice, I have to admit that you are very good." But there will always be a gap between you and me, and the difference in cultivation is not something that can be made up by a simple move, as long as I delay the wartime, it must not take half an hour, and you will run out of true qi, and you can only be slaughtered by me at that time. ”

Yang Qi's eyes were unwavering, surprisingly calm, and he did not appear sleepy because of the words of the white arrow. After a few moves, he said lightly: "Since this is the case, then there is only a quick solution." At this point, Yang Qi changed his sword moves, the tip of the sword pointed to the ground, and he rose with momentum, and shouted: "Pick the sword momentum." "It was the second style of Yugong's six swords to pick up the sword momentum, and the sword moves were so powerful that the white arrow was caught off guard.

Seeing this, Bai Jian's face was panicked, and in a hurry, he used all his strength to point out the cold spear, and everywhere he went, the stones danced, which showed that this move was very powerful. And Yang Qi said indifferently: "It's useless, the sword is ready, with what you can do, you can't parry it at all." In short, your defeat is a foregone conclusion. After finishing speaking, Dazhi sword out, picked the sword and fell, pointed at the head of the spear, lightly picked, and the silver spear fell to the ground, making a clanging sound.

Yang Qi didn't intend to give the white arrow a chance to come back to his senses, and used his sword momentum again. The extremely simple and easy-to-see moves, containing power, stabbed out with a sword, like a stone thrown in a quiet lake, startled layers of waves. It's a long story, in fact, as early as when the white arrow and silver spear landed, the sword momentum was immediately dispatched, and the killing was caught off guard and could not be guarded against. Sure enough, the white arrow lost the silver spear and was about to gain momentum, but Yang Qi unexpectedly took out another sword, which was difficult to parry, and he was defeated.

The sword momentum is slow and fast, and there is movement in the stillness, and the great wisdom sword stabs at the throat of the white arrow in an instant, and it only needs to advance slightly, taking its life, which is as easy as a snap. However, when the distance was half an inch, the sword move stopped, and no longer attacked, the white arrow turned pale with fright, and only heard Yang Qi's indifferent and direct voice in his ears: "Senior brother, you are defeated." ”

The white arrow was shocked, but he still nodded slightly, admitting his defeat. Yang Qi's face was expressionless, he withdrew the sword of great wisdom, and then carried the wooden barrel, along the mountain path, and slowly walked towards the humble peak, gradually moving away, and no one was seen. Bai Jian looked at Yang Qi's departing back, his heart was complicated, and no one knew what he was thinking. At this moment, on a green pine tree born between the steep cliffs of Humble Peak, a perched white bird suddenly spread its wings and flew in the direction of Nanbend.