Yi Tianxing secretly urged his true qi, his eyes were faintly blue, his skin was glowing with luster, and he said with a smile: "It's really a big face to take over the owner, and invite the farmer's seniors to welcome the guests." ”

Nong Bohan slowly raised his head and sneered predictably: "The old man has no knowledge, but everyone is a person in the green forest, and when dealing with Eagle Claw Sun, we must watch and help each other, and this truth is still understood." ”

Yi Tianxing frowned when he heard this, he knew that Xiangzhou people liked to form a party with his fellow villagers, but he didn't expect that it would unite to this point, if Nong Bohan was like this alone, if the green forests of Xiangzhou were like this, things would be in trouble.

Thinking of this, Yi Tianxing turned to Yan Hua: "Although Mr. Yan Da does not serve in the temple, he is also a person who reads the books of sages, so why should he go against the imperial court?"

Yan Hua said solemnly: "The education of a saint is nothing more than loyalty. The owner of the village has a great favor in the next, and he has been unable to repay and hold on to his chest, so he has this opportunity today, and he dares to repay it with all his might?"

Yi Tianxing sighed, drew his sword in his hand, flicked his fingers, and let out a Qingyue Dragon chant: "In this case, there is nothing to say between us, are you side by side or one by one?"

Nong Bohan laughed angrily: "What an arrogant junior, is there no one in Xiangzhou who bullied me?" I didn't see him gathering momentum, and the body of the rickety suddenly erupted with a murderous aura that was so strong that it was like a substance, invisible and traceless, but it filled the world and pressed down towards Yi Tianxing.

Yi Tianxing only felt that a mountain-like thick and condensed qi was pressing towards him, and wherever the strong and ferocious murderous qi went, it seemed that the air had retreated, and a feeling of suffocation arose.

Yi Tianxing burst out the true qi that had already been stored, forming an invisible barrier outside him to block Nong Bohan's murderous aura, and then let out a long roar, his hands clenched into fists, the tip of the sword hung low, and a boy asked, "Senior farmer, please!"

Nong Bohan straightened his waist, the whole person seemed to be reborn, his eyes were shining with two lightning-bright lights, and his body seemed to be three inches taller, and he shouted: "Okay!"

The sound is like thunder, the staff is like a swimming dragon, Nong Bohan kicked the stirrup with both feet, his body rose to the sky, and a staff smashed towards Yi Tianxing Tianling, there was no half fancy, only the naked fierceness.

Yi Tianxing flipped his wrist, and a white light rose obliquely from the bottom to the top, slashing through the side of the bamboo crutches, and stabbing directly into Nong Bohan's throat.

Nong Bohan's eyes narrowed slightly, and with a sweep of his crutches, he stuck to the sword light, slid down with his strength, and drew Yi Tianxing's fingers against the white jade sword.

Yi Tianxing snorted, his right arm shook, and a powerful concussive force was born from the white jade sword, which immediately bounced Nong Bohan and his staff away.

Without waiting for Nong Bohan to change his moves, Yi Tianxing chased after him, while running, he released his fingers, leaned his wrist against the hilt of the sword, and manipulated the operation, which was more flexible than holding the hilt of the sword, and the roulette-like sword light slashed fiercely between Nong Bohan's chest and abdomen.

Nong Bohan was in mid-air, unable to change direction, so he had to roar angrily and wave his cane, like an endless falling log, forming a blue-green cane wall.

With a snap, the sword wheel slammed into the bamboo crutches, making a dull cracking sound.

Nong Bohan flew backwards with the help of his strength, his face was full of pain, his bamboo crutch was made of three hundred years of gloomy bamboo, stronger than steel, it could be regarded as a martial arts treasure, and he couldn't imagine that it would be destroyed in the hands of Yi Tianxing in one blow.

Nong Bohan was still angry, and Yi Tianxing had already arrived like the wind, turning into a meteor and stabbing Nong Bohan in the throat.

Nong Bohan's eyes were red, his arms shook, he opened the white jade sword with a cane, and then used the bamboo cane as a spear, stabbing fiercely, the shadow of the cane was as dense as a shower, and he launched a fierce attack towards Yi Tianxing, and the true qi shot out from the tip of the cane, hissing.

Yi Tianxing unleashed his sword light, fought fast, and exchanged swords with Nong Bohan's staff, and the fight was inseparable.

Both of them are long-spirited and tenacious-willed, and their speed is about the same, until Bo Chenglong Shanshan arrived, they still couldn't tell the winner.

Bo Chenglong and others have seen Yi Tianxing's methods, and they don't feel strange about this result, but Nong Bohan is ashamed and angry in his heart, he has been famous for many years, and he has never met an opponent, so he can't help but think too much of himself, thinking that Yi Tianxing's hairy boy is just a fluke to become famous, and it is impossible to defeat his decades of hard work, so he boasted about Haikou in front of everyone in Fengge Villa, and it was easy to capture Yi Tianxing, and Bo Chenglong was also present at that time.

Now that Bo Chenglong saw that he couldn't fight hard, Nong Bohan suddenly felt that he couldn't hold his face, and he violently turned his heart sideways, secretly lucked Xuangong, and his skin was covered with blood red light, and he roared in a low voice: "Kill!" His blood surge technique is a secret method he created, which can stimulate the potential through retrograde essence and blood, and exert three times the usual strength, but this method is very harmful, and it will have to be recuperated for at least three years afterwards to recover, and the pain is extremely painful when it runs, and wherever the retrograde essence blood goes, the blood vessels are like being cut by a knife, the longer the time lasts, the more serious the pain will be, with his will, and at most insist on a cup of tea, he will faint in pain, and he is not willing to use it until he has to do so.

However, when the two sides are evenly matched, one side suddenly has three times more strength, which is enough to change the result, Yi Tianxing, who has long been accustomed to Nong Bohan's strength, has no need to have this change, seeing Nong Bohan stabbing with a cane, he still seals the way with a sword according to the old practice, who knows that the opponent's strength surged, and he suffered a big loss when he landed, the bones of his right arm made a crackling sound, and his body flew out involuntarily, his throat was sweet, and he spit out a mouthful of blood when he opened his mouth.

Nong Bohan's face was tormented by pain, his muscles were twisted, and he looked like a ghost, and he pounced viciously, chased after him with a cane, and smashed it into Yi Tianxing's chest.

Yi Tianxing took a deep breath in the air, calmed the churning qi and blood in his chest, deviated his wrist, pointed a sword at the top of the crutch, and flew out with the help of force, and after landing, the true qi turned nine times, relieved the pain and paralysis of his right arm, and spat a mouthful of bloody phlegm: "Are you trying to fight hard?"

Nong Bohan was cut by a thousand knives, where did he have time to chat with him, without saying a word, he swept a cane, and when he reached the halfway point, his arm shook, and he conjured up nine staff shadows, which hit Yi Tianxing from nine directions.

Yi Tianxing's sword momentum changed, from a violent storm to a soft wind and drizzle, and nine circles were drawn lightly, each circle was greeted by a staff shadow, the sword light lingered, and the staff shadow was wrapped in the circle, and then while stepping on the trajectory of the stars, he slowly retreated backwards, while turning his wrist, and continued to circle with a bamboo cane, eliminating the strength in it.

Nong Bohan tried his best to do it, trying to solve it quickly, but Yi Tianxing saw at a glance that his style of play was not normal, the sword light was like water, feminine **, and it took time to use his soft strength to spend time with him, Nong Bohan had all his strength, but he could not implement it, and he was so depressed that he wanted to vomit blood.

Suddenly, with a snap, a blue shadow flew out from between Yi Tianxing and Nong Bohan.

Yi Tianxing took the opportunity to retreat, clenched his fists and smiled: "Accept." ”

Nong Bohan's face turned blue and red, looking at the broken cane in his hand, his skin gradually faded blood red, and he said miserably: "The old man lost." ”

Yi Tianxing said: "The younger generation relies on the advantages of weapons and wins by luck, which is really ashamed. ”

Nong Bohan knew that Yi Tianxing was under the steps for himself, and in the situation just now, if he dragged on for a while, his own body and mind would collapse, but he had the most important face in his life, and he confessed his feelings in his heart, but he pretended to be displeased in his mouth: "Weapons are also part of your own armed forces, if you have a magic weapon, you should naturally take advantage of it, if you lose, you will lose, the old man is dozens of years old for you, and you will not be able to play tricks?" ”

Yan Hua smiled bitterly, and while slowly stepping forward, he sighed and sighed: "If you are not good at fighting, I hope that the second son of Yi will show mercy." ”

Yi Tianxing naturally wouldn't believe this kind of nonsense, the so-called martial arts tanhua is naturally not a name obtained by the national imperial examination, but a special list ranking in the martial arts, and the listed people are all Confucian masters who have failed to win fame and mingle in the rivers and lakes for various reasons. Because Shenzhou has respected Confucianism for many years, but all those who read, the top ten are Confucianism, so this list seems to be limited, not only limiting the personnel to the unambitious Confucianism, but also ranking by force, in fact, the base is very large, and those who can stand out among them are by no means vulgar, Yan Hua can win the third place among thousands of people, even if there is some moisture, it should not be underestimated, and the strength should still be above Nong Bohan, so he said casually: "Mr. Yan is really modest." ”

Yan Hua said with a little embarrassment: "I am a scholar below, although I am rough with my fists and feet, but after all, it is humiliating to use my hands and feet, so let's compare." ”

Yi Tianxing said with an indifferent face: "How can you compare?"

Yan Hua Pingping put out his right palm: "Let's compare the internal force." ”

Xian Yuchong on the side was furious when he heard this: "The surname is Yan, you are so shameless! Who doesn't know that the Confucian Haoran righteousness is superior to ordinary qigong in terms of the essence and majesty of internal force, and you are more than ten years older than Yi Ergongzi!"

Yan Hua apologized and said: "It's negligent, since you think it's unfair, this discussion will be stopped." ”

Yi Tianxing said indifferently: "There is nothing unfair about it, if you want to compare internal strength, let's compare." As he spoke, he slapped his palm and silently pointed at Yan Hua's right palm.

Yan Hua only felt that Yi Tianxing's palm power was surging towards him like a tide, and the front force was not exhausted, and the back force was coming, endless, and the majestic and heavy place was not much more than himself, and he couldn't help but be secretly surprised in his heart: "I only said that Yi Tianxing is young, and his internal strength will not be as good as mine, so I can't imagine that I am now cocooned and bound!"

As long as the winner does not give up, take the opportunity to exert force, the loser will not die and will be hit hard, so unless the endless death, the competition will generally not choose such a competition. Yan Hua was fearless, thinking that he had won the opportunity to let Yi Tianxing go and cut Yi Tianxing's face, Yi Tianxing must be embarrassed to continue to get involved in this matter, who knew that Yi Tianxing was so strong, and he had the upper hand as soon as he made a move.

What made Yan Hua even more uncomfortable was that Yi Tianxing's true qi was extremely strange, after rushing into his meridians, sometimes like a sharp blade, sometimes like fire, sometimes like ice, sometimes like strong acid, sometimes suddenly erupting like a torrent, sometimes continuing like ten thousand ants crawling, forcing him to leave forty percent of his true qi at any time to protect his meridians, so as not to be hurt and destroyed by Yi Tianxing's true qi, and the true qi used to resist Yi Tianxing only accounted for sixty percent of his own true qi, so that it was tantamount to a definite defeat.

Yan Hua persisted for about a stick of incense, and finally couldn't bear it anymore, and opened his mouth to admit defeat, seeing that Bo Chenglong, Yang Qiang and others were awe-inspiring, they naturally did not think that Yan Hua was incompetent, but had a deep fear of Yi Tianxing.

Although the Eight Immortals welcome guests played by Fengge Villa this time are not very friendly, they are always solemn and courteous on the surface, and they can't be stopped, and there will be no senseless entanglement in the follow-up, so after Nong and Yan were defeated, Yi Tianxing and Xian Yuchong never encountered any obstacles, and walked all the way to Fengge Villa.

The gate of the villa is far away, and two rows of big men at the door stand facing each other, each holding a ghost-headed big knife in both hands, holding it diagonally over the top, and setting up a long knife formation.

Seeing this, Bo Chenglong complained: "Big brother is really, he actually put the Tiangang knife door out, if the second son of Yi doesn't like it, just open your mouth, and I will tell them to withdraw." ”

Yi Tianxing said with a smile: "I have heard for a long time that the momentum of Xiangzhou Tiangang Knife Gate is like a rainbow, I can test the hero's courage, but I am not talented, and I am willing to give it a try." ”

Bo Chenglong didn't say much, and put on a gesture of please.

Yi Tianxing laughed, turned over and dismounted, strode high, walked into the knife door, Xian Yu Chong snorted coldly, and also dismounted to follow.

Tian Chengyong saw Yi Tianxing and Xian Yuchong walking to the middle of the Tiangang Knife Gate without any danger, and couldn't help frowning: "Just let them pass?" Tiangang knife door in Xiangzhou is no less famous than the eight immortals to welcome guests, this kind of knife door seems to be just a kind of scaring scene, but the legend is inherited from the battle formation under the command of Yuan Ba, hidden killing machine, thirty-six across the knife door, any knife door can be used as a killing array to stimulate the introduction, once the steel knife falls, even if the party dodges, waiting for him will be a series of seventy-two knife soldiers, a wave of knife light past, another wave of knife light will follow, will not give people a chance to breathe, until death. Of course, if it is a normal welcome, the steel knife is a prop that shows that the guests are not afraid of life and death, and it will not fall, but according to the eight immortals who welcome guests, the bell does not mean to release water, so the current situation seems weird.

Nong Bohan shook his head and said: "It's not that I don't have ideas, it's that I can't do it, Yi Tianxing used his momentum to deter those swordsmen, so that they didn't dare to act rashly." ”

Tian Chengyong said: "Aren't the swordsmen who cultivate the Tiangang Sword Gate all dead soldiers who are not afraid of death?"

"Not being afraid of death is not the same as being fearless. This time it was Dong Bing who answered.

Dong Jun continued: "Fear is a very wonderful emotion, even if you know that you shouldn't be afraid, it is still difficult to get rid of it from your heart, and those swordsmen who dare not make a move is an involuntary physical reaction, and it has nothing to do with whether they are afraid of death or not." ”

While everyone was talking, Yi Tianxing and Xian Yuchong had already passed through the Tiangang Knife Gate and came to the main master to pick up Zhong Ding.

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