Yan Zhantian's angry sword slash made Luo Qingyang have to pay attention to it.

After making a good blocking posture, Luo Qingyang took Yan Zhantian's sword head-on.

There was a "boom" sound, and the collision between the strong and the strong caused the surrounding dust to fly.

"Ahem."

When the dust cleared, Yan Zhantian's figure fell to the ground.

"What the hell happened in the dust? Why was the Angry Sword Immortal defeated?" Lei Wujian said in surprise, he didn't see the last move of the two, and the battle ended like this.

Yang Ming sighed and told the truth: "The moment the dust rose, Yan Zhantian came out with a third sword, and Luo Qingyang also came out with a sword."

"I'm afraid that the aftermath of the battle will hurt you, and I'll isolate us with internal forces. So it's normal that you don't feel it."

"The third sword of the Raging Sword Immortal." Lei Wujian looked at Yan Zhantian who had fallen blankly, since he remembered, there were rumors of Yan Zhantian on the rivers and lakes, it was rumored that his sword moves had a total of three potentials, each of which was extremely domineering, it was difficult for ordinary people to adhere to the first momentum under his men, and there were even fewer people who had seen his second potential. No one knows what his third sword is!

"Yan Zhantian's strength is stronger than before. His third sword is called "Angry Sword Return". The first blow was blocked by Luo Qingyang, and the second blow was also blocked by Luo Qingyang, and finally Luo Qingyang made a sword, but Yan Zhantian did not take it."

Yan Zhantian was indeed defeated, but he was defeated by the gap in the realm, not the gap in swordsmanship.

"Compared with Yan Zhantian in the past, he is more admirable now." Yan Zhantian is one of the few outsiders in Yang Ming who has a good impression. Whether it is swordsmanship or strength, it is worthy of Yang Ming's respect.

"I lost." Yan Zhantian stood up slowly, a trace of loneliness flashed in his eyes, just like when he was defeated by Yang Ming, although he was unwilling, he couldn't do anything. thought that if he broke through the realm again, he would have the strength to shake the world, but the facts gave him a blow to the head.

Xiao Chong also sighed, but there was no disappointment in his eyes because of Yan Zhantian's failure. On the contrary, in his eyes, his admiration for his master, Yan Zhantian, became stronger and stronger.

Luo Qingyang said lightly, "Brother Zhantian, I am surprised by your strength. If you still have any leisure, you can watch the battle from the sidelines, and there is one of you who is going to fight me today anyway."

"Good!" Yan Zhantian hugged his fists, then turned around and retreated.

Yan Zhantian walked to Xiao Chong's side, sighed and said, "Chong'er, my skills are not as good as others, I am defeated."

"Master, it's okay." Xiao Chong hurriedly comforted, "......"

Luo Qingyang hooked his hand towards Xie Xuan: "Xie Xuan, we haven't seen each other for many years. I saw you come here today, do you want to have a competition?"

"Forget it!" Xie Xuan chuckled, "I just came here to witness."

"Witness?" Luo Qingyang suddenly smiled: "What kind of testimony do you want to give?"

Xie Xuan slowly put down the bookcase and took out a table and a chair from it. On the table, he laid down a pot of tea and a pot of wine.

He made a gesture of invitation to Luo Qingyang: "Brother Qingyang, I haven't seen each other for so many years, isn't it not good to fight and kill as soon as we meet." Why don't you come and sit down?"

"That's a good idea." Luo Qingyang put away the Nine Song Sword.

With a slight tap of the soles of his feet, his figure came to the table. He turned into a chair with internal force and sat down on it steadily.

"Yang Ming, come too." Xie Xuan nodded.

"Good!" In response, Yang Ming also walked to the table. He changed the Qingshan sword box to its original size, placed it horizontally on the ground, and slowly sat down on it.

Xie Xuan poured a glass of wine for Luo Qingyang and a cup of tea for Yang Ming.

"I'm here to witness who is the strongest sword immortal in the world, and who has the strongest sword technique in the world." Xie Xuan's eyes flashed with a gleam: "And these titles will be produced among the two of you."

Luo Qingyang picked up the wine glass and drank it all: "You really look up to me."

Xie Xuan smiled lightly and replied, "Brother Qingyang, don't be modest."

After speaking, he gave Yang Ming a look.

Yang Ming understood, and said: "The predecessor of the Lone Sword Immortal has a great reputation in the rivers and lakes, and everyone in the world believes that the Lone Sword Immortal in Muliang City is the first person to use a sword today." jj.br>

"With your mountain, how can we come out of the way when juniors like us come out."

"What do you mean?" Luo Qingyang's words are not good.

"Here's the gram!" Yang Ming met Luo Qingyang's gaze.

In just a few breaths, the eyes of the two have fought several times, and it is difficult to distinguish between them.

"You have the qualifications!" With that, Luo Qingyang slowly stood up and walked to the front of the city.

"Come now, let your friends go first!" Luo Qingyang could see that Yan Xiluo, Xiao Se, and Lei Wuji's eyes were full of war intent.

Yan Xiluo walked up to Yang Ming and said, "Senior brother, I'll meet him!"

"It's fine." Yang Ming stood up and patted Yan Xiluo's shoulder: "Be careful."

"I thought that the next person to fight me would be Xie Xuan." Luo Qingyang glanced at Xie Xuan with a little surprise.

Xie Xuan smiled at him and said, "Brother Qingyang, they all said that I was here to witness. Since it is a testimony, there is no reason to start with it."

Hearing this, Luo Qingyang didn't say much anymore, but looked at Yan Xiluo, and found that he was a little unfamiliar, so he said curiously, "Who are you, I don't seem to have seen you!"

Yan Xiluo said proudly, "My name is Yan Xiluo! Thanks to the promotion of friends in the rivers and lakes, he gave him the name of Roujian Immortal."

"Soft Sword Immortal? Words?" Luo Qingyang pondered for a moment, but still said, "I'm sorry, I don't know you."

"You!" Yan Xi was extremely angry, pointed at Luo Qingyang with his right hand, and asked, "Do you have to know someone to be qualified to fight with you?" Or do you not know me, you don't know my sword moves, you are afraid!"

Luo Qingyang's face was still flat and said, "That's not true, since you sincerely want to fight with me, then it's as you wish."

"I can't ask for it!"

Yan Xiluo took out the non-rain sword from his arms, and pointed a sword directly at Luo Qingyang's life.

Luo Qingyang just hit it casually, and he blocked Yan Xiluo's offensive.

It's just that he sensed something was wrong: "This sword momentum is a little strange. It's the first time I've seen it."

The sword momentum of words and sunsets is the way to overcome rigidity with softness.

Luo Qingyang's resolute blow just now will naturally be completely dissolved by it.

The first time we met, it was a temptation. Neither of them got a bargain, so they pulled away.

Luo Qingyang praised: "Overcome rigidity with softness, I have never seen anyone integrate him into the sword technique, just this alone, you are enough to rank among the sword immortals!"

"Yes!" Yan Xi smiled, "It's my honor to be affirmed by the Lone Sword Immortal."

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