The elders of the various factions were already furious when they heard the words of the sword immortal, but no matter how they were, they couldn't pull their faces to deal with a ten-year-old doll.

They could only let the young disciples of their sect go up and challenge.

At this time, the disciples behind them were almost a thousand, and they rushed over from all parts of the city.

The sword fairy patted the second fool on the back, pointed in the direction of each faction, and said gently: "Second fool, you go and beat them, and after the beating, I will take you to eat mutton for the teacher." ”

At this time, the sword immortal was more like a trafficker who was preparing to abduct and sell children, rather than the arrogant Jian Yi just now.

"In the Purple Mountain Sword Pond, there is no nameless junior, please advise. I don't know what agreement was reached among the various factions, and a young man walked out and hugged his fist at the second fool.

The second fool just smiled and put his hand on the hilt of the sword before he could pull it out, and was stopped by the sword fairy again.

"Don't you look down on my master and apprentice?" the sword fairy's tone was a little unkind.

"Don't hide it from the seniors, in fact, this person is an extremely outstanding disciple of the younger generation of our various sects, but he doesn't have the slightest contempt. ”

Yang Xiaoyang nodded, the other party was already a young man who was nearly twenty years old, and it was already a great respect to a ten-year-old child.

He didn't understand why the Sword Immortal said this.

"I mean, you just go up together. The Sword Immortal said quietly, as if this was the respect for their master and apprentice.

Yang Xiaoyang opened his mouth wide, and was speechless for a while.

Lao Chen chuckled twice, not knowing what he meant.

And the disciple of the Purple Mountain Sword Pool, who claimed to be an unknown person, was already furious, drew his sword and rushed towards the second fool.

The second fool saw that he didn't mean to take the sword, but turned his head to his master, and looked at the sword fairy with wide eyes, as if asking me what to do.

Seeing this, the sword immortal smiled dotingly, nodded slightly, and said, "Don't hurt people's lives." ”

After speaking, he took a few steps back and looked at it with a smile.

At this time, the sword was about to pierce the chest of the second fool, and it was about to pass through the chest in the next moment, but the second fool did not move, and pulled out the sword on his right waist with his only remaining left hand.

At the moment when he drew his sword, Yang Xiaoyang saw that the original stupid and honest eyes had changed.

The second fool's sword had just been completely unsheathed, and at the last moment, he blocked the sword that stabbed at his chest, and gently brought the sword above his head, which was regarded as taking advantage of his short stature.

The man was still about to slash the sword, but he felt that the sword was out of control and came out of his hand.

Then he saw a sword slam into his chest, and he couldn't avoid it.

Yang Xiaoyang saw that the man was slapped on the ground by the second fool, and he couldn't help but twitch the corners of his mouth.

He is also a man who does not use a sword as a sword.

With a snap, the sword that had been picked up before fell to the ground, and the people of the Purple Mountain Sword Pool also fell to the ground, with a trace of blood overflowing from the corner of their mouth, which should have been received from internal injuries.

"I'm not convinced!" he shouted, struggled to stand up, and rushed at the second fool with his fist again.

Yang Xiaoyang understood him very well when he saw it, and anyone who lost to a ten-year-old child in his best ability would not accept it.

It's just that doing such a thing after this kind of discussion is a little ugly.

The second fool didn't care, when he saw the man rushing with his bare hands, he still slapped it with a sword.

The man obviously wanted to hide, but found that as if he had faced the sword, he was slapped aside and could not stand up again.

The Sword Immortal shook his head and sighed, "If such a disciple is excellent, this river and lake will fall." Needless to say, let's go together. ”

The young disciples of the various sects were all arrogant, and they couldn't bear to be insulted many times, so they drew their swords one after another, ready to make a move.

At this moment, Li Congwen suddenly walked out of the crowd and shouted, "Wait!"

Yang Xiaoyang was stunned, not knowing what strange things he was going to do.

Lao Chen was already smiling from ear to ear.

Li Congwen saluted the sword immortal and said with a smile: "Seniors, the juniors see that the children of various factions are competing in martial arts like fighting on the streets, it is better to let the juniors cut off their blades and let them learn to be more like." ”

The sword immortal looked at Li Congwen carefully, and when he saw his sword, he raised his eyebrows and laughed three times, "Okay, your words are even more in line with my heart, let's do it!"

Li Congwen saluted again after hearing this, and turned to face the disciples of each faction.

The young disciples of the various factions naturally heard what this handsome and unspoken boy said, and they were all a little stunned with their respective weapons, not knowing how he was going to cut off their blades.

Li Congwen walked to the side of the second fool, first smiled at him, and after seeing the second fool also smirking at him, he slowly pulled out the sword he bought for thirty taels.

Well, Excalibur.

He pointed at the crowd with the tip of his sword, and then slightly bent his forearm and slashed horizontally, and then returned the sword into the sheath.

Then he waved his hand at the second fool and stepped aside.

Yang Xiaoyang rolled his eyes, he didn't know if it was intentional or what, every time Li Congwen showed his sword intent, it was this action, and there was nothing new at all.

The disciples of the various factions watched the boy leave like this, and they didn't know what he meant, they didn't even feel a gust of wind.

Suddenly, a clanging sound came from their feet, and they were stunned, twisting their stiff necks to look.

It was the sound of a half-cut weapon landing just now......

A sword comes out, and a thousand blades are broken.

Seeing this, the second fool turned around and smirked at Li Congwen, and then slowly walked towards the crowd with a sword alone, and walked towards more than a thousand disciples of various sects.

Stunned, frightened, angry.

This was a general change in the hearts of the disciples of each faction, and they felt as if they had been tricked, and they threw down their broken blades one after another, howling and rushing towards the second fool with their bare hands.

The street is not narrow, and the second fool drowned in the crowd at once.

A spring breeze blew and blew down the last dead leaf on the tree, but the dead leaf did not want to return to the roots, but instead swayed upward, flying away with the spring breeze, as if to see where he belonged.

The second fool was surrounded in the middle, and he didn't continue to move forward, just stood quietly in place.

Because he felt that he didn't need to go, and that the people around him would just pounce like moths.

His eyes were half-open, as if he was a little sleepy.

The second fool raised his sword and slapped it at the person in front.

The man saw that his fist was about to hit the second fool's face, but he couldn't get an inch, and he felt that he flew out like a fallen leaf in the distance, and flew out of more than ten feet.

But it seems that the person who flew out could not see his own destination, because he had fainted as soon as he landed.

The disciples of each sect are not the last withered leaves, although they are not like the grass on the plains, and the spring breeze blows and grows, but there are really a lot.

The second fool stood in place, only turning around occasionally, brandishing his sword with his only remaining left arm.

His sword was ordinary, especially for the apprentice of the Sword Immortal.

His sword is not the kind of divine sword that can emit a dragon groan with a slight tremor of the sword body, nor is it a sharp blade that sharpens iron like mud and can be broken by blowing, and it is not even as bright as the sword that Li Congwen bought for thirty taels.

The body of this sword is dull, and there are even some potholes, and there are a few small gaps.

If this sword is placed in front of Yang Xiaoyang, he can say that it is better for a layman to fight than this.

The second fool used such a sword, but it was like hitting someone else with a giant hammer, and he would be shot far away, and looking at the posture of the second fool, it was more like dancing a steel whip.

Yang Xiaoyang saw the movements of the second fool through the gap in the crowd, and he felt that if the sword in the second fool's hand was replaced with a red silk, it might look more beautiful.

The second fool just stood in the crowd of people who were half a body taller than him, and with every swing of the sword, one of them vomited blood and flew out.

Each sword was only slapped on the chest and abdomen, but it did not appear deliberate, as if the other party had attached it to the chest and abdomen.

His expression is also very relaxed, and he dances his sword to slap people like waving his hand to repel mosquitoes, as if he is doing a very ordinary thing.

There was always a gap of a few steps around him, which would not prevent him from swinging his sword or from crowding up.

Yang Xiaoyang didn't know why he didn't fight while walking, he would inevitably suffer from the enemy on his back if he stood still like this, so it would inevitably take a lot of energy.

Yang Xiaoyang himself only fought against nine people at that martial arts competition, and it was not that nine people attacked him at the same time, he relied on the aura to protect his body and beat everyone with swords and fists.

Now he looked at the second fool's easy appearance, and seemed to understand a little bit of what it meant to be a sword heart.

He did this clearly because he felt that he could shoot all the more than 1,000 people away.

There was no sound on the street except for the screams of the disciples of various sects, and the onlookers were already stunned.

They were already surprised just by seeing people flying out.

Yang Xiaoyang was also curious, the second fool was only ten years old, and no matter how much he practiced, he would not be able to develop the internal strength to send people flying so far.

Could it be that this is also the power of Kenshin's clearing?

The screams lasted for a long time, and even a person should be tired if he kept waving his hand, but the second fool was still relaxed, his eyes were half-squinted, and he couldn't see any tiredness.

The screams finally stopped, and everyone looked at the child who smiled after collecting his sword, standing alone on the street, with complicated feelings.

"Let's go, second fool, I'll take you to eat roast sheep for the teacher. The sword fairy beckoned to the second fool, and the second fool ran to the sword fairy in small steps, showing a satisfied smile.

Yang Xiaoyang looked at the two masters and apprentices who disappeared from view, and then looked at the disciples of various factions who were all over the street, and suddenly felt that he had not seen enough of the rivers and lakes.