Yongyang domain, Yicheng Zheng family.

Compared with the first-class high-gate compound of the Fang family, the Zheng family's mansion is much more ordinary, but it is a little more lively than the Fang family.

In the center of the courtyard, there are two people who are competing, although they get along very closely, the two groups of people who can practice and compete do not affect each other, which shows that the Zheng family style is strict.

The two people in this competition are the Zheng family's teachers and Zheng Wenruo, the only son of the current Zheng family's head.

Zheng Wenruo had just turned seventeen, and his cultivation and enlightenment were slightly later than those of his generation, but his talent was extraordinary, and it only took less than ten years to polish his muscles and bones and break into the realm of True Yuan in one fell swoop, which was not a little weaker than when Fang Yuren's True Yuan was not dispersed.

This martial arts practice has been a true master for many years, and he already belongs to the first level of masters in Yongyang City, and at this moment, he is faintly defeated by using swordsmanship to deal with the forced left and right.

While the two were fighting, Zheng Wenxin, the eldest lady of the Zheng family, accompanied the head of the family, Zheng Wutong, to the courtyard to watch the battle, and the two immediately played a role in escalating the situation as soon as they appeared.

"Be careful with your teaching, and you're going to get real ahead. Zheng Wenruo stabbed out a sword and reminded loudly.

"The young master just comes, the head of the family watches, and a certain family can't let the young master anymore. Martial Arts Xi smiled, changed his difficult defensive position, and began to take the initiative to attack.

"Okay~!" Zheng Wenruo raised his sword finger and wiped it on the spine of the sword, and the white blade let out a loud groan, and a layer of frost blue light attached to the blade.

"Pick up!" After the sword blade was attached to the true yuan, Zheng Wenruo bowed his back and rushed forward, like a swift arrow attacking the martial arts practice.

But seeing that the martial arts sect was not moved, he just waved his sword, and the crimson light blocked in front of him, and this sharp cold light pierced into the red light and poked out a piece of Qingfeng, and it was difficult to advance a bit.

"Breaking through the true yuan power of teaching, my brother's skills have improved again. Zheng Wenxin, the eldest lady of the Zheng family, admired.

"It's just shaken, and it's not enough to break the true yuan power. Zheng Wutong had an unsmiling expression.

"The sword is clamped?" Zheng Wenruo secretly exclaimed in his heart, he had enough strength to pull the long sword out of the true yuan force.

"Hey!" Martial Arts Xi laughed, and didn't attack with the long sword in his hand, but just pinched his fingers with his sword, and the True Yuan Force that was stagnant in the air in front of him stretched out a long rainbow light and grabbed Zheng Wenruo as if he had a consciousness.

The rainbow light slashed out the air and slammed towards Zheng Wenruo, if this kind of strength is solidified, this competition will be the winner.

During the crisis, Zheng Wenruo had to let go and give up the long sword, and he escaped from the attack range of the rainbow light, he avoided the rainbow light volley, and stepped on the hilt of the sword with one foot.

Martial arts practice is not an idle person, I saw him erect his long sword and use the spine of the sword to resist the attacking blade, this distraction The red light in the air dissipated, Zheng Wenruo stepped forward and held the hilt of the sword, and his left hand pinched the finger and pointed on the hilt.

The faint blue light that was originally wrapped around the sword body converged on the tip of the sword as if it had received an order, as if another layer of sword blades had grown, and with the help of this blue light, the tip of the sword was like a broken bamboo, and it directly penetrated the long sword in the hand of the teacher.

"Going~!" The teacher who was really in danger couldn't show mercy to his subordinates, grabbed the hilt of the sword with both hands and twisted it hard, and stumbled the blade of the sword, this move successfully deflected Zheng Wenruo's sword momentum, and before Zheng Wenruo adjusted his posture and shouted, his arms were rounded in the air.

In the end, it was a higher realm, and Jiao Xi snatched the long sword in Zheng Wenruo's hand with just a stroke of brute force, and even his whole person couldn't spin in mid-air uncontrollably.

Zheng Wenruo was also unwilling to be defeated, he knew that he was limited by people and must not wait for the enemy to react, and the person was still in the air and immediately adjusted the collective Zhenyuan to flick his fingers and flicked a blow in the air.

"Frost Cold Sword Finger!" Zheng Wenruo secretly snorted, and a sharp cold light shot out from his fingertips.

"Ding~!" This cold light is as fast as a swift arrow, even if it is a profound cultivation and does not dare to block it, at the same time as Zheng Wenruo popped out this sword light, he leaned back, and the blue and cold sword light hit the blade of the sword he was holding, and the long sword made of stainless steel was as fragile and thin as jade, and it broke in response!

"Can this be hidden?" Zheng Wenruo scolded in his heart, but the frost cold sword finger made the teaching show a great flaw, Zheng Wenruo tried to stabilize his body in the air, and took advantage of the momentum of the fall to make a single palm print.

"Frost Palm!"

"Good time!"

At the same time as Zheng Wenruo's single palm print, Jiao Xi also got up at a swift speed, and in the face of the menacing palm, he clenched his fists and punched him.

"Peng~!" With a dull loud noise, Zheng Wenruo flew out upside down and fell to the side of the courtyard wall, and the teacher was also shaken and took a few steps back.

"Wen Ruo?" The eldest lady watching the battle hurriedly went up to take care of her younger brother who flew out.

"Family master!" Jiao Xi rubbed his somewhat sore palms and walked in front of Zheng Wutong to salute.

"Wang Jiaoxi doesn't need to be polite, I see that Wang Jiaoxi's skills have improved these days, and when the teaching and learning breaks through the true yuan and ranks innate, please don't abandon the Zheng family's poverty. Zheng Wutong stepped forward to praise.

The head of the family laughed, Wang was given a special encounter by the head of the family, and after that, not to mention the congenital scholars, even if he was enlightened and successful, it was all driven by the head of the family. ”

"Mr. Dade, Zheng admires. ”

"The head of the family has won the prize. ”

When the two were greeting, Zheng Wenxin helped his younger brother up, wiped his face, and helped them in front of the two of them.

Zheng Wutong glared at Zheng Wenruo and reprimanded, "It's just not like words, when your sword blade is controlled, the victory and defeat have been divided, and the teaching will let you have a few hands if you don't care about it, why are you chasing and fighting like a splash in the market, but you don't know that the battle is over?"

"I don't just use the sword, how can I lose if the sword is restrained. Zheng Wenruo muttered quietly.

"Bastard!

Zheng Wenxin couldn't help but sneer, and hurriedly stopped his expression and saluted Wang Jiao Xi Yingying, "The little brother is young and rude, the little woman will compensate Mr. Yes, please bear with me." ”

"Don't be like this, what the young master said is not wrong, it's more appropriate to say that today is just a narrow victory, that blow 'Frost Sword Finger' is already quite the style of the head of the family, and I haven't congratulated the head of the family yet." Wang Jiaoxi hurriedly humbled.

"Hehe~ The left side door is not worth mentioning, Mr. Please drink tea in the living room. Even if he is a meticulous person like Zheng Wutong, it is inevitable that he will be a little fluttery when his son is praised in person, and he says that it is not worth mentioning, but in fact, his steps are much lighter.

The group went to the living room together, and at this time, a servant hurriedly ran over from the front door and said to Zheng Wudao, "Master of the family, someone from the Fang family is here!"

"Fang family?" Zheng Wutong was a little surprised, he turned around and glanced at his daughter, and he was also at a loss when he saw her.

"Hospitality in the front hall!" Zheng Wutong commanded.

"Yes. ”