The two swords of frost and snow are the rewards taken out by the prince of Changjin and the son of Qingmo this time, and the color head is given to the first place in the martial arts competition.

To hold a martial arts meeting, generally speaking, they should first communicate with each other and talk about some martial arts cheats and moves. After that, it is to show off the treasures, to show everyone the treasures, and finally to compete with each other, and divide them into superiority.

The martial arts held by the martial artists is the same as those held by the literati, showing off the treasure and competing the level, these two points are the most important.

In particular, the preciousness of the treasure directly determines the level of this martial arts meeting.

Frost, no snow two swords, even if people have thousands of family fortune can not buy, can only be in some coincidental suitable places, the master rises to take out, there is a chance to change hands.

Some weapons, just because they are reluctant to take them out, have been for hundreds of years, and no one has had a chance to show their edge, and finally they become scrap metal and are eroded and rotten.

Generally speaking, as long as it is a divine weapon, the rich people in Shikoku will not buy it, because there are too many people who want to take it over and observe it in detail, and it is difficult for non-martial artists to keep it. This is like a womanizer who sees a beautiful woman, causing his heart to like it, and the itch is like a paw scratching his heart, and it is uncomfortable.

Divine weapons and cultivating elixirs are two points that are very attractive to martial artists.

Many people looked at these two swords with great enthusiasm in their eyes.

"The two swords you took out, the scabbard looks pretty good, and they are wearing moire clothes, I don't know if they are worthy of their name. Zhou Yang glanced at him.

The scabbard has a moire coat, which actually gives the weapon a grade. For an ordinary long sword, the scabbard containing the sword is very ordinary. The high-ranking generals in the army, only some people's swords are worn by tattooed clothes.

"Bronze, purple gold, I have seen swords forged from these two materials, you two broken swords, what's so great, I'll take a look!" Zhou Yang said, his eyes were very cold, like a poisonous snake, and he pounced!

"You dare!"

At the moment when Zhou Yang's body threw himself out, the folding fan in his hand flew out and cut his eyes with the fan.

The eyes are a very fragile place for people, and if they are hit by a fan, although they will not be blind, they will definitely be extremely sore, and tears will flow and affect their vision.

In the face of this blow, Zhou Yang had to dodge, but Changjin Gongzi, with a kick under his feet, waved his arm, and hit with a punch.

"It's just right, I'm not afraid of going head-to-head!"

Zhou Yang also punched, the Sanding Divine Fist, violently struck, and the whirring wind and air flow, which was mixed with thunder.

Syllable!

His punch hit the fan that flew over, and it collided with Changjin Gongzi's fist, and immediately hit the fan violently, breaking the fan into pieces.

But things are not so simple, Zhou Yang punched out, it is the qi and blood method of qi and blood explosion, and the strength is much greater than that of the other party, in Changjin Gongzi, when the attack was interrupted, the qi and blood were shaken, and he couldn't concentrate, Zhou Yang took advantage of the victory to pursue.

rushed up, fell into a full body, and hit straight in the chest, seizing all the motives.

In an instant, Zhou Yang really pounced, in front of Changjin Gongzi, there was no way to retreat, and there was no time to dodge, all of them were Zhou Yang's shadow.

Faced with such a scene, Changjin Gongzi's face was shocked, and it was only at this time that he personally fought each other, and he felt how fast Zhou Yang's speed was.

"This qi and blood are too strong, the power of the fists, and the explosion of kicking the legs, are much stronger than me!" Changjin Gongzi couldn't help but think in his heart.

But he will not sit still, in the face of Zhou Yang's punch, he has the strength of every finger in one hand and takes the initiative to grab it.

Bang!

After receiving a few punches, not only did he not regain his peak and calm down the fluctuations of qi and blood, but he became more and more weak, and there were several times when he couldn't catch one hand, and he had to overlap his two hands.

The two fought very quickly, and they fought very fiercely, Zhou Yang saw that there was a Qingmo boy on the side, he didn't care about those, he shook his body, shook all his strength out, punched it, and with the other hand, seized the opportunity, and the huge palm, like a big net, grabbed the shoulder.

Grabbing his shoulders with his hands, Changjin Gongzi shrugged his shoulders, his bones jumped and jumped, like a big fish struggling in a net, clashing and jumping back again.

"Up!"

Zhou Yang grabbed his shoulder, lifted it with his hand, and began to shake people.

At this point, Changjin Gongzi still has the power to fight back, and Zhou Yang just threw him away, preventing the two from forming a posture of encirclement.

Warrior battles, besieged, qi and blood consumption is very intense, fighting wheel battles, as long as there is no one blow killed, the enemy surrounds and slowly consumes, the total strength can not be raised, and the move reaction is not timely.

In the realm of qi and blood, only when the marrow changes, can it be said that there is no scruple about the siege and is always full of energy. The inner realm, too, takes into account the fatigue and exertion of the body.

Zhou Yang couldn't beat the two to death, so he could only be injured and retreated, and he couldn't exert his full strength.

The whole person was lifted up, his feet were off the ground, Changjin Gongzi simply hit people with his legs, twisted his waist and back, and began to exert force, when he was in the air, it seemed that a big fish had escaped the net, and he wanted to retaliate against the person who threw the net to catch the fish, his legs were closed, and he was whipped to the head!

However, this blow, as soon as Zhou Yang raised his hand, he was knocked out with a punch, and the momentum of the encirclement was completely shattered, at this moment, Qingmo Gongzi went up, but it was always a step too late, a beat slower, and the other person was beaten away by Zhou Yang and fell out of the pavilion.

"What kind of punch is this, I twisted my whole body into a force, and I volleyed with my legs, and I was actually knocked away!" he thought in the air.

Just now, Changjin Gongzi used a kind of whipping power, and the strength can be said to have gathered all the body, and he hit in the air without reservation.

Now this kind of change is like a whip being pumped up, and a rebound has injured him, so that he has not reacted, and his reaction to the blow is slow and blindfolded.

In his expectation, with an all-out blow, Zhou Yang should be contained, at the very least, to make him take a step or two back and weaken his momentum. He was able to fall down and continue to fight.

Zhou Yang's attack power is too great, Sanding Divine Fist, the power of the explosion, makes people fight, every time there is no such thing, one punch out, the sound of hitting the meat is smooth, but the strength rebounds, as if hitting the elastic steel plate, knocking self-injury.

Qingmo Gongzi just cut up, and when he encountered such a change, he could only bite the bullet and fight a few moves with Zhou Yang, and after a storm-like fight, the last punch, kick

When the battle subsided, I looked at it again, and I don't know when Zhou Yang had two more swords in his hand.

"Zhou Yang! You still say that you don't look ugly! Now you are directly robbed!" Qingmo Gongzi tried his best to calm the fluctuations of qi and blood in his body, and he still spoke with a dead duck's mouth.

"Zhou Yang! Your qi and blood cultivation has reached the second realm! Inner realm! I admit that you are not as good as you! But your character is really ......."

Changjin Gongzi also stepped forward, he now thinks about it and reacts, beating Zhou Yang, there is a feeling of hitting an elastic steel plate, because of the strength of the bones, the two are already different, but his temper has not been beaten yet, he is still holding on, as if it was not himself who was thrown away by Zhou Yang just now.

"You two are really funny, very hard!" Zhou Yang smiled, and took the two swords of Frost and Snow in his hands to check them.

When I took it out, the sword body was shining, shining brightly, and it was two good swords.

"Frost, no snow, I'll give it out as a reward this time! I won't take it away! You guys fight! Give it a try! If no one wants it, I'll give it to Jinyuan Lou and give it to heroes!" Zhou Yang raised the style of the martial arts presiding officer very high, and he didn't even want a sword.

Not only do you not want to, but you also want to continue to preside over the martial arts meeting, but these words are very merciless and hurtful. When he said this, who is willing to try to do it, isn't this a monkey for him!

"Grab it, grab it! I can afford to lose! Can't you afford to grab it!" Qingmo Gongzi was extremely sarcastic.

"How can there be a saying that the sword is robbed! It's just a matter of choosing the master! But everyone is here, I can make an oath that I will never take these two swords, the reason is disdain!" Zhou Yang plunged the sword into the ground, stood upright, and clapped his hands.

"I don't want any swords, Qingmo, Changjin, your face is dull! Shame on people! Martial arts will mess up! Be slapped in the face by someone invisibly! Humiliation is ruthless! Is it necessary between classmates?" A man, with many servants, carried a large box, and just arrived in time.

The box he brought was much heavier than it looked, and the four tall men, when they carried it, their muscles trembled and moved, and they looked very struggling, and sweat flowed from their foreheads.

"We are all students of the Zihua Martial Arts, we are different from the sect! In the future, the sect assessment will be held, and if we join the sect, it is not necessarily the same sect!" Zhou Yang said, while looking at the box, full of questions.

It seems that this thing really has "weight"