Seeing Fang Qiangyu being carried out by the Yin General, Yun Shan's face was silent, but a dense layer of fine sweat had oozed from his forehead. Then it's time for him to play. The three masters who stood up casually under Lei Changye had already beaten Sun Ce, Le Feiling, and Fang Qiangyu worse than the other.

Yunshan is facing a dark unknown. Will he be beaten even harder, or will he be able to buck the trend and win back.

According to the practice of rivers and lakes, masters who walk the rivers and lakes can often understand their opponents from three aspects. The first is the opponent's past record, which is his reputation. The second is the aura and expression revealed on the opponent's body, which can show his skill and combat experience. The third is the impression of people around him who are familiar with him.

But today's situation is different, the aura of the masters of the Shu Martial League one by one does not exceed that of the small five grades, but the strength shown is all above the sixth grade, and nothing can be seen just by looking at the breath.

Their expressions also made him shudder. Those are all battle-hardened and confident. This kind of overall situation has been decided, and it is all in the eyes of mastery, and he generally only sees it when he looks in the mirror.

Now he only wants to deal with his masters, who he has at least heard and can know more or less from his previous results where he is at a level. At the same time, he squinted at Bu Gongzi and Song Gongzi, who had been talking non-stop.

Facts have proved that these two big fat men have a significantly higher understanding of the masters of the Shu Martial Arts League than the martial arts masters who participated in the Alliance. As for the reason, it doesn't matter, the most important thing is that he can predict how much he will win in the upcoming duel from their reactions, and be mentally prepared and targeted accordingly.

At this moment, Yunshan felt that this was not like a provocative contest, but rather like a peak duel in which Penglai Immortal would decide the world's first sword.

After winning this game, his visit to Penglai Immortal Club was like playing.

At this moment, a heroic girl in silver helmet and silver armor walked out of the array of the Shu Wu League. With a calm and confident smile on the corner of her mouth, she walked calmly and calmly towards the center of Kaimeng Square.

Zixin walked into the square with two feet in the wind. Bi Yike walked into the square and was bouncing. Wang Mang is trotting. But the girl walked in with a walk, and every step was steady and unhurried.

"Xuantan Master!Xuantan Master!Xuantan Master!" Seeing her appear, the silver servants who were lined up behind cheered excitedly.

"Jin'er~~~!" "Sister Jin'er killed him!" "Sister Jin'er let him see and understand!" The high-level officials of the Shuwu League also shouted. Zixin, Bi Yike, and Wang Mang all shouted, looking extremely excited.

Not only the high-level leaders of Baiyin Yicong and the Shuwu League, but also the onlookers also cheered loudly and applauded vigorously. Xuan Jin led Bai Yinyi to help the families of the Badu soldiers, maintain law and order in Yangzhou, and cooperate with the arrest department to clean the thieves and evil sects in the city.

Yun Shan was not intimidated by the cheers of this stadium, this was originally the home of the Shu Wu League, and as a kicker, he had already had the consciousness of being targeted by the environment.

Xuanjin has also heard a little about this person, it is said that during the battle of Wangzhou, he was very popular, and he was very embarrassed by the twelve yamen of Nanwu, and had to mobilize troops to encircle and suppress the country, so they also delayed their attack on Jiaozhou.

But these results are of no avail. What he is most concerned about is to get a glimpse of Xuanjin's martial arts level in the shortest possible time to determine the direction of this fight.

Will she be a predictive exorcist like Zixin, or a treasure refiner like Bi Yike who relies on demon suppressors to crush opponents, or a strong person like Wang Mang.

This is what Yun Shan wants to know the most. Commanding battles, even if it is a powerless literati, he doesn't care.

Now he found that there was only one channel that allowed him to accurately grasp Xuanjin's strength, and that was Bu Gongzi and Song Gongzi.

When he walked up to the stage step by step, every step he took was a little sideways in the direction of Bu Gongzi and Song Gongzi, just to be able to hear their discussion clearly.

"It's coming, it's coming, Boss Lei's own son is here. Bu Gongzi's yin and yang weird voice came.

"Isn't it? Xuanjin is too powerful, let's cut Luo Xiuxian. Xuanjin is too powerful, let's cut Xue Qingyi. Xuanjin is too powerful, let's cut Sun Ce. Xuanjin is too powerful, let's each cut one more knife to make her a little more powerful. Matsukomi also grinded his teeth and said.

"But this time it's against Yun Shanye, Erlang Sword against the Nine-Winged Flying Eagle Sword, some fight, right?" Bu Gongzi said suddenly.

". Okay. Not to mention that her five-point sword technique is several times more variable than Yun Shan, who controls nine flying swords, just say that her return wind dancing willow sword is enough for him to drink a pot. Yunshan's nine-winged flying eagle is suitable for jungle, and when the line meets Xuanjin, it is hung up and beaten. Not to mention that she also has a six-grade Bailin to help. Song Gongzi sneered and said, "Or, let's bet on one hand, eleven pairs?"

"Are you dreaming, isn't this robbing money?" Bu Gongzi suddenly stopped.

Yun Shan was stunned, Tianke, drink a pot, hang and beat, when has he been so despised in the rivers and lakes? He is practicing swordsmanship in Laoshan Mountain, and wants to go to Penglai Immortal to win the first sword in the world.

He couldn't help but glance sideways at Bu Gongzi and Song Gongzi. They cast a sympathetic look at him as if they were looking at a lamb being led into the slaughterhouse.

"Is it Laoshan Jindan Sect Nine-Winged Flying Eagle Yunshan Yun Gongzi?" Xuan Jin's clear voice echoed in his ears.

"......" Yun Shan didn't react for a while, this was Xuan Jin speaking.

"Well, exactly. Yun Shan's mind was racing, and he hurriedly gathered his spirit to answer. But his momentary gaffe has been noticed by everyone.

"I have long heard that the nine-winged flying eagle sword of the prince of Yunshan is magnificent, and the little woman has just practiced the art of flying swords, and she is willing to compete fairly with your Excellency with the willow sword of Shushan Huifeng Dance. Xuan Jin said with a smile.

"Fair competition?" Yun Shan glanced blankly at the very white Lin behind her. Bai Lin's eyes showed a look of concern and anxiety, and he rubbed his head against Xuanjin's shoulder.

"Lin'er, go and wait for me, today I finally waited for a flying sword master, and I want to have a good competition. Xuan Jin smiled and stroked Bai Lin's head.

Bai Lin bit Xuanjin's arm and kept pulling, reluctant to give up.

"Well, what does it matter if I lose, anyway, there is Brother Lei. Xuan Jin kissed Bai Lin's head and stroked its horns.

Bai Lin turned his head to look at Lei Changye. Lei Changye shook the pu fan and nodded with a smile. Bai Lin roared fiercely towards Yunshan, and then helplessly lowered his head and slowly walked to Lei Changye's side.

"Jin'er, the flying sword has no eyes, remember to be merciful to your subordinates, don't commit unintentional killing. Lei Changye said with a smile.

"I remember. Xuan Jin's face showed a bright smile that saw the joy of hunting, his hand clasped the hilt of the sword, and the whole person suddenly merged with the sword.

Yun Shan felt that his eyes were locked by Xuan Jin's eyes for a moment, and his breath and mind were all seen by her at a glance.

He subconsciously stomped his foot, and the nine flying swords behind him flew out of the scabbard at the same time, converging into a threaded shape behind him, like a void giant beast aimed at Xuan Jin and opened its huge claws.

But at this moment, Yun Shan felt empty in his heart.

From Xuan Jin's eyes and momentum, he saw her pure and clear sword heart. She has no heart for winning or losing, only the simple pursuit and yearning for supreme swordsmanship. Even if Yun Shan was more than one grade higher than her, and her comprehension of the flying sword was several levels higher than her, she didn't care.

She just wanted to see how far a real swordsman could go in such a level of suppression.

"What about me?" Yun Shan's heart shook violently.

The sound of the sword sounded, and Erlang's sword was unsheathed, and one sword turned into five.

Qi machine induction, the nine-winged flying eagle sword attacked, and the nine swords came out together.

Lightning and fire snakes, dancing all over the sky, stars and rain, falling flowers and colorful.

The figures of Yunshan and Xuanjin were completely engulfed by the storm of blades scraped by fourteen swords.

This is the battle of the highest level of flying swords among the disciples of the younger generation of the eight factions, the shocking duel between the Shushan Huifeng Dancing Willow Sword and the Laoshan Mingxia Flying Sword.

The disciples of the eight factions who came from all over the country to watch the ceremony were all fascinated, especially the disciples of the various factions who made swords, and their whole body and mind were soaked in the flying sword skills displayed by the two.

The most obsessed of all the disciples is Yu Xuzi, who is also a disciple of the Laoshan Jindan Sect. He is also a flying sword master himself, but he is too far from Yun Shan. Yunshan can dance nine swords in one person and fly in the air. But he could only wield a small jade sword.

But Xuan Jin's grade at the moment is not as good as him, but he can already drive a three-grade flying sword to compete with the nine swords of Yunshan, what kind of heroism is this, the famous sword is romantic?

What shocked Yu Xuzi the most was that Xuan Jin stood still in the eye of the storm of the sword blade storm the whole time, and the Erlang sword in her hand formed a staggered sword net around her.

And Yunshan is like a flying eagle, flying in the air, driving nine eagle wing swords back and forth, forming an overwhelming sword array, impacting Xuanjin's sword net in all directions.

It seemed that Yunshan seemed to be more powerful, but Yu Xuzi could see that he was in a comprehensive passivity.

The Xuanjin Erlang Sword fighting in the center was like a creature with intelligence, relying on the patchwork of sword nets to methodically erode Yunshan's sphere of influence. Yunshan's seemingly mighty and majestic sword array was actually scattered. If you don't make any more moves, the entire sword array will be swallowed up by Erlang's sword, and in the end, the nine wings of the nine-winged flying eagle and the nine wings will be broken and fall to the ground like a chicken.

Yun Shan had obviously seen the final outcome, but he chose to resolutely make a decisive attack towards Xuanjin's sword net.

A change of tactics might keep him alive, but it wasn't what he wanted. He wanted to remember today's battle forever, and remember the shameful moment when he lost his Kenshin.

He wanted to remember the real swordsman, how to wield the sword.

"Ahh

Zheng!

The crisp sound of swords resounded throughout the audience. A spinning fiery serpent is born around the field. The sword intent of the nine eagle winged swords burned out, and they rolled disorderly like bamboo dragonflies in the air, and they landed one after another, inserting them in a neat circle on the field.

Yunshan fell to the ground with one heel, his hair bun was cut off by Xuanjin's sword, and his hair fell like a waterfall. He knelt on the ground, looked up to the sky and laughed, like crazy: "I understand, I understand, I finally understand." ”

"Why?" Yu Xuzi hugged his head, not knowing Baiyun Mountain's choice.

The Erlang sword rotated in the air for a circle, and the five swords were integrated into one, and they were automatically put into Xuanjin's waist. She sighed meaningfully and turned her head to look at Lei Changye. Lei Changye smiled bitterly and spread his hands, he didn't expect Yun Shan to be so can't help fighting.

Bu Gongzi and Song Gongzi shook their heads at the same time: "It's boring." ”