The Liu family brothers turned out to be the grandsons of the previous generation of Sword Saints, with the same bloodline and natural talents, no wonder the two of them were able to practice in the Sword Pavilion since they were children.

And it seems that this Liu Jizong can still have such cultivation, and he can reach the ninth rank at a young age, which seems to be no accident.

Right now, Liu Jizong relied on a Dingtian sword, coupled with the already messy sword intent, the offensive in his hands became more and more vigorous, and he was ruthless, and he had begun to force Zhao Yu to slowly retreat.

Don't look at Zhao Yu's downfall, but there doesn't seem to be any worry on his face, blood slowly falls down his cheeks, but there is still a flamboyant smile on his face, or rather, this is more like some kind of madness!

At this time, Liu Jizong finally discovered that the other party was different, in addition to not showing the slightest decline, he didn't even expect that in the other party's hand, this seemingly ordinary sword weapon could still hold on for so long under the powerful power of the Dingtian Sword.

The two of them made no less than a hundred moves, and the blades collided together countless times, but on Zhao Yu's long sword, the sword body was still bright and bright, and there was not even the slightest damage.

Just talking about this strength, this sword can already be included in the Divine Sword Ranks, but Liu Jizong always feels that the other party is even more than that!

"His Royal Highness, you might as well show your real skills!"

Hearing Liu Jizong's shout, everyone couldn't help but be stunned, but Zhao Yu was the only one who laughed out loud.

"Worthy of being a disciple of the Sword Pavilion, this battle is really enjoyable!"

While speaking, Zhao Yu was swept to his face by Liu Jizong's sword wind, and blood suddenly came out, but Zhao Yu still went his own way and didn't care.

"Hmph, I'm doing my best as His Royal Highness said, it's not as casual as a street fight!"

Although Liu Jizong's tone was relatively calm, everyone still heard the provocation and ridicule in his words.

"In that case, then I will be disrespectful!"

At this time, Zhao Yu showed a slightly weird smile, and after saying the words in his mouth, his figure suddenly disappeared in front of Liu Jizong's eyes!

Everyone knows that Liu Jizong is a fast swordsman, but he didn't expect Zhao Yu to suddenly come to such a hand at this time, but since Zhao Yu can imitate Liu Jizong's fast sword, he is not slow to come!

"Do you have an axe?"

Liu Jizong instantly released his sea of knowledge and searched for Zhao Yu's traces, as long as the other party did not leave the ring, then he would definitely not be able to escape his own perception!

At this moment, Liu Jizong suddenly raised his head and slashed away with a sword, and Zhao Yu's figure appeared above his head!

"Drink!"

Zhao Yu slashed down with a sword, but he was still one step ahead of Liu Jizong, the two swords collided, Liu Jizong only felt a strong surge above his head, but he was unprepared, his body shook, he pounced, and fell to the ground on one knee, and the long sword in his hand was being suppressed by Zhao Yu on his shoulder with strength at this time.

Everyone was shocked.

The blade of the sword is against the blade, the sword grid is stuck in the sword grid, and the two do not give in to each other, but in this case, it is Liu Jizong who suffers!

Unlike Liu Jizong, who holds a sword in both hands, Zhao Yu is one-handed, but the strength in his hand is still Zhao Yu has the upper hand, originally thought that Zhao Yu was also a swordsman who was good at speed, but he didn't expect to compete in strength, but he was not weak at all.

"Senior Brother Liu, you might as well show your real skills, so that I can have a good time!"

Unexpectedly, Zhao Yu actually returned Liu Jizong's words to him as they were, and even more provocatively, with an arrogant smile on his face, Liu Jizong couldn't help but be angry!

For so many years, I have been burdened with the name of the grandson of the previous Sword Saint, and I have practiced hard, for fear that others will say that I have no talent and cannot afford the glory of the family, so I will not relax for a moment, and put all my efforts into the way of the sword, but I didn't expect that in the end, I will not be recognized, and even suffer from the provocation of these petty people!

In fact, no matter how many people's praise and admiration, Liu Jizong never took it to heart, but only the admission of the Sword Pavilion made him more persistent, but in the end, whether it was Chen Zizheng or Zhang Xiao, they never really recognized him, and Cong Yunge has always been thousands of miles away from him, which makes Liu Jizong unable to figure it out.

If you don't get the opportunity to enter Congyun Pavilion, you can't become a candidate for the future successor of Sword Pavilion, you can't inherit Sword Pavilion, how can you be worthy of your grandfather's reputation and the trust of your family, what is this life of hard cultivation for?

At this moment, Liu Jizong's grief and indignation finally broke out in an instant with this anger, and at this time, the sword intent on the Dingtian Sword broke out again, and Liu Jizong's sword realm became even heavier, and finally stood up slowly at this time!

Looking at Liu Jizong, who was slowly standing up, Zhao Yu's face showed an extremely happy expression, if you want to say excited, it is better to say crazy, because the two are originally opponents, how can there be such a performance between simple opponents?

"Your Highness, I don't know if you've heard of the phrase that the nine grades can't be bullied!"

Nine products can not be bullied, this is not a famous saying, but in the circle of Xuanmen monks, a widely circulated sentence, it is said that when a person reaches the nine grades, even if he completely enters the ranks of top masters, such a person, do not provoke at will, because if you annoy them, the consequences must be unimaginable!

Seeing Liu Jizong stand up again, his body was full of fighting intent and momentum, stimulated by this temperament, everyone at the scene cheered together, although the number of people was not large, but the enthusiasm at this time was not bad at all.

However, there were still a few people at the scene who were not infected by the current atmosphere, but showed a solemn expression, among them were Lin Qiyingli, Chen Zizheng, and the monks of Qianchan Temple.

Not for anything else, because at this moment, Liu Jizong, who is invincible in the field, although the sword intent is fierce, the fighting spirit is overwhelming, and it makes people's blood boil, but behind these, there is still a trace of anger emerging, and it is still rising!

"Senior Chen, how can this be, why is there such a strong anger on Brother Liu's body?"

Although at this time, Liu Jizong showed only a little anger, but Lin Qi still saw the essence through the appearance, out of concern for his friends, Lin Qi felt that he couldn't let him go.

Of course, Chen Zizheng also saw the situation of Liu Jizong in the ring, and even shook his head and sighed.

"It's a demon, a demon!" Chen Zizheng's words were full of helplessness and bitterness, "This stinky boy, can't you see clearly to this day, Zhang Xiao did this for you, I didn't expect you to understand it at all!"

Lin Qi couldn't understand Chen Zizheng's words, but he didn't hide the pity and grief he showed at all.

"Do you want to stop him?" Lin Qi looked worried and asked Chen Zizheng's opinion.

Chen Zizheng was silent for a while, but he still shook his head.

"No, it's his own business, whether to overcome his demons or be consumed by anger, at this time it must depend on his own creation, we can't help anything!"

As soon as Chen Zizheng's words fell, Liu Jizong shook back the Seven Princes with a sword, held a sword flower with the Dingtian Sword in his hand, took a step in the next moment, and turned into a lightning bolt in an instant, regardless of the identity of the other party, he had no scruples and stabbed straight at Zhao Yu's vital point!

In an instant, a bruise was left on the stone slab of the ring!

Electricity shines in the ring!

"Dang!"

With a soft sound, the two swords intersected, and between the lightning and flint, Zhao Yu actually blocked the other party's thunderous sword, although he was forced to retreat, but after three steps, he stopped castration.

Liu Jizong's eyes widened, and he didn't seem to expect such a thing to happen, and at this time, Zhao Yu's lowered head was slowly raised!

"Nine products can't be bullied, of course you know!"

Zhao Yu's eyes widened, and a trace of red electric light flashed in his eyes, which was fascinating!

In an instant, a gust of wind arose, Liu Jizong was taken aback, dodged and retreated, and in an instant, an astonishing sword intent also erupted from Zhao Yu's body!

Zhao Yu raised the divine sword in his hand and pointed at Liu Jizong, his eyes cold but persistent.

"Because, I'm also a ninth grade!"