Seeing Yue Buqun from a distance, Zhao Xuandan smiled appreciatively.

"Ninth sister, my vision will not be wrong, Taihua must be the most suitable candidate. ”

Yesterday when he visited the night market, Yue Taihua reined in his exercises, like an ordinary person, ordinary, not conspicuous at all.

Now restored, this calm and high-spirited atmosphere is unforgettable at first sight.

Feng Jiujiu chuckled and said, "The twelfth brother's vision is naturally good, Yue Taihua has such momentum, he should have a good strength." ”

She really didn't think much of Yue Taihua yesterday, because she was worried about Zhao Xuandan, so she opposed Zhao Xuandan to pull Yue Taihua to the trial.

Although she sees Yue Buqun's extraordinary momentum now, she will not change her words if she doesn't see Yue Buqun's true strength.

It was about the safety of the twelfth brother, the reputation of the twelfth brother in the future, and the interests of Dongji Island, Feng Jiujiu did not dare to relax at all.

Whether it is her or the twelfth brother, there are dozens of mid-stage masters of foundation building, but none of the twelve brothers can look down on them, but they find someone outside who doesn't know the details, which is really unreassuring!

Zhao Xuandan saw Yue Buqun walk in, and beckoned: "Taihua, come, drink a cup of tea." ”

Yue Buqun greeted 'Ninth Sister' and said to Zhao Xuandan: "It's still a hands-on activity, and then go back and slowly taste your good tea." ”

Zhao Xuandan didn't care, he flew up and said, "That's okay, go outside!"

The three of them were all fast, and they flew out of nearly a thousand miles in just a moment, far away from Dongji Island.

Zhao Xuandan pulled out the long sword inserted in his waist, which was the Fan Tie long sword that he couldn't buy for a spirit coin in the night market last night, and said with a smile: "Taihua, which Dao method are you good at?"

Zhao Xuandan's long sword swung a few times, and several sword lights flew into the thick clouds, instantly splitting the clouds of the nearby hundreds of miles to pieces, and a gust of sea breeze blew, dissipating a lot, and the light became much brighter.

It is said that it is a competition, but the two of them are one realm apart, and the difference in strength is huge, in fact, it is just to try Yue Buqun's strength.

Yue Buqun laughed and pulled out the horizontal knife in his waist? Said loudly: "I major in swordsmanship? Be careful!"

After saying that, you're welcome? Raise your sword with both hands? Hacked out.

This kind of mortal iron, even magic weapons are far inferior? There is very little spiritual power that can be accommodated, and Yue Buqun split it? It's just a long sword light.

The sword light is extremely fast? When it flies out of ten miles, it is shortened to eight feet long, and when it flies to twenty miles, only three feet remain? Arrived in front of Zhao Xuandan, who was thirty miles away? As long as the ruler was a little long, the Yuekong Sword pierced out of the sword light and slashed towards Zhao Xuandan.

"Good swordsmanship!"

The strength of Zhao Xuandan's divine sense is far greater than that of Yue Buqun, how can Yue Buqun hide it from him with the trick he made with that tattered horizontal knife.

But? He was also a little surprised by the speed of Yue Buqun's sword, and the horizontal sword was blocked? The long sword in his hand emitted a brilliant streamer, and he was slightly shocked? Blocked Yue Buqun's Sky Sword.

Yue Buqun's sword was tried and tested, but it didn't split the spiritual power that the other party had condensed on the mortal iron? Know that the other party is strong? It's time to let go of your worries.

Whoop? As soon as the Yuekong Sword retreated and raised, dozens of zhang of sword light burst out in an instant, and they all sprinkled from the sky, some fast and some slow, falling towards Zhao Xuandan.

Feng Jiujiu stepped aside from the time the two of them started, and when he saw that Yue Buqun actually majored in swordsmanship, he was a little surprised, the strength of sword cultivation was not bad.

But the character of sword cultivation is also recognized as not very easy to get along with, how can this Yue Taihua not have that kind of fierce sword cultivation momentum.

The sword light slashed, chopped, stabbed, or flirted, like the wind struck Zhao Xuandan.

Zhao Xuandan's face was relaxed, the long sword sword qi in his hand was uncertain, and he sent out a sword qi to disperse Yue Buqun's attack, and said with a smile: "This sword technique is a bit interesting, but the power is scattered, and it is of little use to the master." ”

Yue Buqun controlled the Yuekong Sword, constantly adjusting the attack frequency of the sword light, and chuckled lightly when he heard this.

"Look!"

As soon as the sword swirled, the sword light in the sky instantly condensed in the spirit sword, and with a flash of sword light, it crossed the twenty-mile long sky and stabbed in front of Zhao Xuandan.

Feng Jiujiu was also extremely surprised by the speed of this sword, his fingers moved, and he almost sacrificed a spirit weapon to intercept it.

Zhao Xuandan snorted, and the long sword shook, stabbing directly at the tip of the Yuekong Sword.

His long sword was nothing more than mortal iron, even if it condensed his powerful spiritual power, it could not resist the powerful power carried by Yue Buqun's flying sword, and it only supported it for a moment before it cracked.

However, this moment was enough for Zhao Xuandan to break away, his body flickered, and he had avoided more than ten miles away, and praised: "Taihua, with this sword, you already have enough strength to participate in the trial." ”

The shattered blade reflected the brilliance of the sky and flew out.

Zhao Xuandan's hands instantly sealed, pointed at Yue Buqun, and shouted: "Take me a blow to the Divine Thunder!"

Yue Buqun's divine sense had been shrouded in the battlefield, and in an instant, he felt that the thunder power in the sky was condensed, and the opponent's heavenly thunder spell casting speed was probably more than twice as fast as Xie Chongcheng.

"I'll cut it!"

The Sky Sword meandered and swam, slashing like lightning, and one by one the heavenly thunders that were about to take shape and explode were split apart by his sword and could not be exploded.

"Oops!"

"Compete with me!"

"I've been practicing hand speed for nearly a hundred years, and no one has surpassed it!"

Zhao Xuandan only used fifty percent of his strength to compete with Yue Buqun at this time, and he already looked up to Yue Buqun very much.

As soon as the words fell, Yue Buqun felt that the condensation speed of the heavenly thunder in the air was suddenly doubled, and countless heavenly thunders quickly formed in the air.

Yue Buqun took a deep breath and shouted: "Look at my Yang Needle." ”

As soon as the aura around the Yuekong Sword gathered, the flying sword turned into a spirit needle, interspersed with rapid interspersed like an electric motor.

There was an irregular, incomparably complicated, but natural sword light line in the sky.

In the blink of an eye, it was compiled into a sword net.

In the Huashan Sword Technique, Yue Buqun's fast sword is the 'Dingyang Needle', and after entering the Qi refining period, he moved the sword principle of this set of fast swords to the Taihua Sword Dictionary, and slowly perfected it into a set of fast swords that belong to the Dao level.

But if you are a fast sword, the power will not be too great, and what it pursues is speed.

Yue Buqun's first sword showed his swordsmanship skills, the second saw that he showed the power contained in his swordsmanship, and this third sword, he showed his speed.

This speed is not blindly fast, there are countless heavenly thunders in the high sky, some are fast and some are slow, and they are extremely widely distributed, and the best sword route must be calculated instantly, and the power of the sword must be adjusted.

Zhao Xuandan controlled the power of the thunder method, and the speed of casting spells was much faster, but in mid-air, even a thunderbolt could not explode, and it was broken by Yue Buqun's flying sword in advance.

The Thunder Method and the Sword Cultivation Sword Technique are both famous for their speed in the cultivation world.

Ordinary monks believe that the performance of the sword technique is faster than the thunder method, but it is one realm behind, which is completely incomparable, although Zhao Xuandan left half of his strength, but Yue Buqun must not have done his best.

Under such circumstances, Yue Buqun's sword technique speed could catch up with Zhao Xuandan's thunder method speed, and he was already considered a top leader in the middle stage of foundation building.

"That's it!"

Zhao Xuandan stopped casting the spell and said, "I'll just say that Taihua's strength is good!"

Feng Jiujiu nodded, and praised it rarely: "Taihua's swordsmanship is indeed powerful!"

Yue Buqun laughed, and he was not modest, it was obvious that he didn't use his true skills in the later stage of foundation building, and he had nothing to be proud of.

"I've brought a bottle of good wine for you to taste!"

Today he wanted to have a good fight, but unfortunately this ninth sister was on the side, and neither of them was easy to perform, so he had to point to the end, but he also had a basic concept of the other party's strength in his heart.

Zhao Xuandan's eyes lit up and he smiled.

"Let's go! There happens to be my ninth sister here, and there are all the world's delicacies to accompany the wine. ”