Yuxi Mountain White Dragon Snow Waterfall.

Behind the waterfall, in a wide cave on the hidden side.

Because of the formation seal set up by the sword god, the two people who were forbidden to cultivate internal force and supernatural power spells were separated from the winners and losers through the pure and extreme sword skill competition.

In the cave, except for Yu Youcong, everyone else is all "mortals" who do not have any divine power and can only rely on their skills and physical bodies to fight.

And those two kendo monks with extremely high comprehension endowments.

One passed the innate "Supreme Eye", and the other relied on the body of the first extreme understanding, and almost all of them learned the pinnacle swordsmanship - "Victory Technique" after watching the demonstration of the Sword God.

Subsequently, the two fought each other only by relying on this newly learned swordsmanship technique.

There are no other external objects and powers that can be used, and the only thing that can be relied on is the sword in the hand, and the swordsmanship that has only been seen for a long time.

As a result, a "sword fight" was fought, and the victory of the sword mad dragon was drawn.

That tall old man in black robes who was like a black tower and whose white hair was drooping down was after all the master of the White Dragon Sword Gate in the past, and the kendo madman who dominated Dongting Lake in Jiangnan Province, although he had fallen several realms in a row, and in the closed array, only swordsmanship could be relied on, and nothing else could be relied on.

But he has the experience of walking the rivers and lakes for many years, and his actual combat experience and physical physique are all above the young man in the green robe.

Therefore, it was not that Ling Zhen's comprehension was not good enough and his speed of learning the winning technique was not fast enough, but it was just that Long Zhen's endowment was too high and he had overly experienced sword fighting skills and actual combat experience.

Ling Zhen's defeat is beyond reproach, and it can be described as an inevitable cause and effect.

It is even possible that this young man who is only twenty years old can compete with Long Qi, who once had the title of "Kendo Maniac", for more than 60 rounds of fighting.

This is already something to be proud of, and to be able to prove that its endowment is extraordinary!

But the outcome of this contest, of course, will not change.

After less than seventy rounds of exchanging offense and defense, Ling Zhen missed and lost.

The young Rao's throat was pierced by the sharp blade of the sword, not deep, only half an inch away.

There is a bright red blood, flowing down from the breach, like a red snake, soaked through the neckline of the green robe, quite eye-catching!

Fortunately, this battle was stipulated by the old sword god in advance, and the tree made a request, which could only be pointed, and could not hurt the other party's life.

Otherwise, I am afraid that this sword will penetrate deeply into the throat of Young Rao, causing him to die on the spot.

"Son, you're dead."

Holding the sword with one hand, Long Qi said to the young man in the green robe with a calm voice and a grim look in his eyes.

This statement is indeed an ironclad fact!

Ling Zhen, who was still stabbed by a gaseous blade in his throat, although he had been defeated and was in an embarrassing situation, he still did not want to lower his head, tilted his neck, and still maintained a youthful and unruly look in his eyes.

Although the defeat is already assured, he actually still wants to say: "If you really have the ability, kill me".

But on second thought, forget it.

After all, his fate is hanging in the hands of others, and the situation is critical.

As long as the dragon is murderous, he hands the blade in his hand forward a little, completely penetrating the throat area, then his life will definitely be lost in an instant!

Therefore, it is better to restrain a little, and not to ask for this worthless tongue to stimulate this kendo madman.

After finishing the sentence "You are dead", Long Yu tacitly accepted that he had won, so he transformed the long sword in his hand into the fine appearance of the natal sword, and instigated it to return to his own eyebrows and sword skills as Zheng

"Ye, once again keep to yourself.

Ling Zhen's injuries were actually quite light, at most they only shed a little blood, and for the eldest young master of the Ling family, who was still quite strong, it was nothing at all.

Yu Youcong, the white-haired old man with a sword on his back, no longer watched from a high place, arrived at the top of the altar, stepped on the altar, came to Ling Zhen's side, stretched out a palm and put it on the shoulder of the young Rao, and his inner breath flowed, slowly conveying the true qi of the green dragon to him.

The minor sword wound, which was not very serious, was quickly closed completely, and there was no longer the slightest blood flowing out.

Letting go of the hand on Ling Zhen's shoulder, the old sword god surprisingly didn't accuse or scold anyone, and even with a little bit of laughter, Yu Youcong said, "It's okay, really." You only watched the old man's new swordsmanship once, and he was able to fight like this with the surnamed Long, this kind of battle situation has exceeded the old man's expectations, and it is worth commending a few words. ”

Ling Zhen, who was extremely rare to be praised, had a smile on his face, and said humbly with a grin: "The junior qualifications are mediocre, mainly because the swordsmanship taught by the seniors is too clever and has entered the realm of transformation, and the younger generation is only fortunate to be used by one-tenth of the twelfth, and it is lucky to use so many tricks to have this performance, and it should never be arrogant." ”

Yu Youcong slapped Ling Zhen's head like knocking on a wooden fish, and scolded with a smile: "You stinky man, I only praised you a few words, how much sunshine did you give, and you have become such a virtuous person?" ”

Ling Zhen had a look of grievance at home.

I have clearly been humbled like this, how can I still provoke the dissatisfaction of the sword god seniors?

Yu Youcong glanced at Ling Zhen's facial expression a few times, became more and more obsessed, squinted at the young man in the green robe, and said in a bad tone: "Isn't Long Qi just like you, who has learned the old man's swordsmanship?" With your son, you only used one-tenth of your strength, and you came up with a few sword moves, and you can fight with other people's sword maniacs for more than 60 rounds? If you use all your strength, will you be able to fight even more than 600 rounds? With a little more effort, will you still be able to win? Don't you mean that? Don't be embarrassed. ”

Ling Zhen's face was particularly bitter, he was really bitter but unspeakable.

Who does that mean?

I've wronged me!

After thinking for a moment, the young man was about to say something to try to make amends, and it was not too late to make amends.

But Yu Youcong didn't intend to give Ling Zhen this chance, and used his fingers to point out the stink of "arrogant" words, "You stop", and then turned to the dragon who was standing aside.

The sword god tilted his head slightly, looking at the black-robed old man in black tower, who was much taller than himself, Yu Youcong said in an unquestionable tone: "The surname Long, you have learned the old man's swordsmanship, and as a price, you need to do something for the old man." ”

Sword Madness Dragon only thought that he could regain his freedom and leave this cave blessed land that had been imprisoned for many years like a cage, and the white-haired giant man with wide eyes and a hooked nose asked in a very excited tone, "What's the matter?" As long as I can do it, even if the Fish Sword God orders it, no matter what, I will definitely go all out! ”

Looking at the burly old man in front of him, who rarely called himself "below", Yu Youcong, who was also full of white hair, sneered a few times, and his words were sharp and merciless, "What's the matter? Do you still think that the old man will let you out? Dream about it! I'm going to ask you to be a sparring partner for this stinky man, and I will practice with him for more than three hours every time. ”

When Yu Youcong uttered the last sentence.

The person who pointed his finger was the young master Ling in the green robe who was ordered to "shut up".

Long Qi, who is known as a madman, glanced at this defeated general of his own a few times, and his eyes were extremely complicated, quite ...... Plaintive.

When I think that in the next few days, I will have to practice sword fighting with this guy, which is of course boring and boring, and there is no fun at all.

But in any case, it is better to have a person fighting here, horizontally and vertically, than to sit in retreat and sit as a walking corpse like a living dead.

"What the hell do you think?"

Yu Youcong frowned, and asked unhappily, "The old man is talking to you, you are silent!" Do you understand the rules? ”

Long Qi, the white-haired old man with a burly body, sighed at this moment, he was extremely tall, lowered his head, his white hair was hanging down, he nodded helplessly, and said in a deep voice: "Yes, sparring is sparring, I don't mind." ”

Where is this still a kendo maniac who dominates the martial arts?

It is clear that it has been completely "tamed", just like a sensible and obedient jasper.

Yu Youcong smiled, umped, indicating that this was about the same, and then, the old sword god spread out one palm.

Suddenly, a colored air mass that was very familiar to Ling Zhen appeared above his palm.

This qi is composed of wisps of sharp sword qi, and its color is black and white, and sometimes it will change into a colorful state at an extremely fast speed.

It's extremely strange and unpredictable!

As the old sword god threw the qi mass in his palm abruptly to a high place, he saw a slender woman in white, with an extremely embarrassed posture, quickly appeared from it, and fell heavily from mid-air.

The whole seductive and delicate body of the snow dress smashed on the altar quite heavily, and with a "bang", he fell on the altar and couldn't stand up.

This appearance makes people feel distressed and pity after seeing it.

Yu Youcong squinted at the woman with the hair on her stomach, there was no evil in her eyes, she just sneered and asked, "Are you cool?" ”