The two sandalwood swords were held in the hands of Wei Changfeng and Han Ye respectively.

This kind of wooden sword is exactly the same size and style as the standard long sword, and even the weight is about the same as the fine iron sword, and it is made of hundreds of years of star-patterned rosewood, which is worth a lot of money and is not affordable for ordinary people.

There is a special magic circle engraved on the sword body, and as long as the holder injects a trace of true qi or gang qi, it will cause the sword body to be damaged and broken, but it is as hard as gold and iron in normal use, and it is most suitable for swordsmanship competitions without injury.

Since star-patterned rosewood is often used to make stationery such as pen barrels and pen holders, this kind of wooden sword is also called Wen Jian.

Of course, because the material of Wenjian is expensive and difficult to make, it has no meaning for the sect, so it is only popular among famous families, and Douwen Sword comes from this.

As the second son of the Marquis of Huainan, Han Ye is undoubtedly a master, he holds a sword in his hand, and swings it to pull out a small sword flower, his movements are elegant and skillful, with an indescribable chic and extraordinary.

The eyes of the guests here lit up, and they all applauded!

As for the maids, they looked at the light in their eyes, and their eyes were shining and touching their hearts.

In terms of appearance alone, Han Ye is undoubtedly stronger than Wei Changfeng.

Wei Changfeng held the wooden sword very casually, the tip of the sword pointed obliquely at the ground, and his expression was indifferent, although people couldn't see the depth, but it couldn't attract applause.

"Good sword!"

Han Ye tried the sandalwood sword in his hand, nodded with satisfaction and said, "Jingyun Ye Clan is really extraordinary, borrow the sword today and give it a try, and ask Gongzi Wei for more advice!"

Although the words were polite, the arrogance between his eyebrows could not be concealed, as if he had a chance to win.

"Please make a move!"

It was actually Wei Changfeng who took the lead!

The whole hall fell silent. The guests' eyes widened. Gazing intently at the upcoming battle of the dragon. Just look at who the seven-star sword is!

"It's okay"

Wei Changfeng smiled faintly and took a step forward without hurrying.

This step was taken and landed silently, but his momentum was revealed in an instant, like the furious tide of the sea, crushing towards the opponent!

Listening to the thunder in a silent place, in the feelings of the guests, Wei Changfeng seemed to have suddenly changed as a person. It was as if his figure had suddenly become extraordinarily tall and majestic, like a mountain and unmatched.

There was a gasp around them.

Few of the people present were mediocre people, and there was no shortage of powerful martial artists, and a few people with good eyesight and rich experience immediately judged that the momentum displayed by Wei Changfeng was clearly sword intent!

Although he was holding the sword, the sword intent came out of his body, that is to say, the whole person turned into a sword, and with the majestic momentum of Pei Mo Nengyu, he launched an attack on Han Ye.

Wei Changfeng didn't take out the sword, but the sword intent was out!

The feeling of the onlooker is the same. As Wei Changfeng's opponent, Han Ye is really not good!

He used to fight with others with swords. I have never encountered such a situation, everyone fights with each other's sword moves, you come and I parry and resist, whoever has stronger swordsmanship, faster response, and better tactics will win.

Wei Changfeng didn't care about these at all, and directly crushed it with sword intent!

It's cheating!

Han Ye couldn't help but roar angrily in his heart, and his face suddenly turned red.

However, the second son of Huainan Hou couldn't blame Wei Changfeng, because the sandalwood sword in Wei Changfeng's hand was safe and sound, and the latter did not use half of his internal strength, so naturally he did not violate the rules of the Douwen Sword.

However, his sword intent momentum had already caused an incomparably huge pressure on Han Ye.

Han Ye felt as if he was in the middle of a torrent, in danger of being swallowed up at any time, even if Wei Changfeng didn't even raise his wrist, it made him powerless to parry.

The so-called no trick has a trick, but that's it!

Wei Changfeng took one step, Han Ye's body began to tremble and shake, and beads of sweat the size of beans oozed from his forehead.

And when Wei Changfeng took the second step again, he finally took a step back unbearably, holding the sandalwood sword tightly with both hands, wanting to fight back but unable to do so.

This scene fell in the eyes of the guests, and everyone's expressions were very strange.

What they wanted to see was a great competition, but it turned out to be nothing like they imagined.

"Kill!"

Wei Changfeng's right foot was so close to the ground that Han Ye couldn't bear it anymore, he condensed all his courage and strength into the sword in his hand, and roared towards Wei Changfeng and slashed out.

This second son of Huainan Hou has no choice, if he doesn't fight back, he will be completely crushed by Wei Changfeng's sword intent, and lose all his face in front of everyone.

It should be said that his counterattack is still a bit imposing, his wrists, arms, doubles and waist are exerted at the same time, and the sandalwood sword makes a low whistling sound under the air, slashing at Wei Changfeng's throat, and the angle and strength of the shot are quite good at the level of swordsmanship.

However, this competition ended here, at the moment when Han Ye struggled to fight back, Wei Changfeng made a move.

The wooden sword in his hand was raised, then stabbed straight into his opponent's chest.

This sword came first, carrying the momentum of the previous sword intent, and slammed into Han Ye's body fiercely!

Before the round and blunt tip of the sword touched Han Ye's robe, the second son of Huainan Hou was like being hit head-on by a sledgehammer, and involuntarily flew backwards, and then fell to the ground in embarrassment with his hands and feet facing the sky.

Even the wooden sword in his hand flew out, only to be caught by the middle-aged man sitting on Ye Wentian's right side.

With a successful blow, Wei Changfeng unhurriedly withdrew the wooden sword and did not continue to attack.

Because there's no need for that at all.

He looked at his opponent who had fallen to the ground in shame, and the corners of his lips curled slightly.

The sword intent that Wei Changfeng displayed to Han Ye was the "fire flow" he had comprehended in the Giant Waterfall of the Nine Secluded Lands!

Combined with the method of "Sword Intent True Solution", he extended this sword intent to a very high level, and once defeated Gu Tianlei, a disciple of the true inheritance of Xiao Feng and a congenital triple heaven, with one sword, he was naturally extremely strong.

Of course, because it was a Douwen sword, and it was at the birthday banquet, Wei Changfeng didn't make a real ruthless move, and the sword intent was put away as soon as it was released, otherwise even if he couldn't use his innate qi, it would be enough to hit Han Ye hard.

Even so, Han Ye also lost his armor under the bombardment of the "Fire Flow" sword intent, and he didn't have any ability to parry and resist at all, so he couldn't lose anymore.

"Han Gongzi"

Wei Changfeng held the hilt of the sword with both hands, clenched his fists and said lightly: "Admit it!"

Hearing this, Han Ye's eyes, which were already churning with blood in his body, turned dark, and he almost didn't spurt blood on the spot.

In this competition, he was so embarrassed and embarrassed!

(To be continued......)