This retreat, which seems to ordinary people to be only ten steps away, is extremely long for An Ziyu.

Not only did he have to be careful of Chen Wen's sword, but he also had to be careful of the edge behind him, and every step he took was closer to that edge.

If he really touched the edge, he really gave Chen Wen a chance, and Chen Wen only needed to take a chance, and the tip of the sword was against his throat, and he should win.

……

Yang Feng on the tree saw this scene and said leisurely: "Senior Yi, you see, I never say good things about anyone because I have a good relationship with anyone, I look at things and are more fair." ”

Yi Wentong smiled and said nothing, ignoring Yang Feng at all.

Yang Feng saw that Yi Wentong ignored him, so he continued to stare at the martial arts training ground.

The next scene surprised Yang Feng.

Just as An Ziyu was about to touch the edge of the stage, Chen Wen suddenly stopped. Yang Feng noticed that Chen Wen's hair suddenly floated up, but he didn't know why.

An Ziyu took this opportunity to lift the Xuantie Sword again, and when Chen Wen came back to his senses, An Ziyu's Xuantie Sword reached Chen Wen's neck first.

The scene was silent, and the three of Xuankong, Xuanxu, and Xuanyi looked at each other, all a little surprised.

After a long time, Xuan Yi stood up and announced that An Ziyu had won the top spot in this martial arts competition.

Tang Xiaoxiao was ecstatic, and was the first to rush into the martial arts training ground, and behind him, many third-generation disciples also rushed in in an instant, lifting An Ziyu high.

Yang Feng was also puzzled by the second monk when he saw this scene, and when he looked back at Yi Wentong, he was indeed calm.

Yang Feng was puzzled: "Senior Yi, did you see that scene just now?"

Yi Wentong asked rhetorically: "What, you think you are dreaming?"

"No, Senior Brother Chen Wen is obviously sure of it......" Yang Feng just wanted to say that it was inevitable, but now Chen Wen was indeed losing.

Yi Wentong smiled: "It's not surprising that you have this reaction. But that An Ziyu not only has the two masters of the Divine Sword Sect and the Nine Xuanmen, but also the third one. ”

"The third?"

Yi Wentong nodded slightly, looked in the northwest direction, and pointed his eyes to Yang Feng.

Yang Feng also looked in the northwest direction, only to find that not far from the crowd, there was a black-robed woman with her back to the martial arts training ground, walking back.

Yang Feng turned his head to look at Yi Wentong again, and Yi Wentong nodded calmly.

Yang Feng recalled that night Mu Sanniang said that she would accept An Ziyu as an apprentice, could it be that in just a few days, An Ziyu would gather qi into a blade, and only then Chen asked that, it was An Ziyu who gathered qi into a blade that made Chen Wen feel threatened.

Yi Wentong saw Yang Feng's doubts, and said lightly: "An Ziyu only preliminarily mastered the method of gathering qi into a blade, so he didn't really learn it. It was only because of some sword intent in his left hand that Chen Wen lost his judgment, and he was defeated by An Ziyu with one move. ”

Yang Feng suddenly realized that Yi Wen had informed Dao An Ziyu of everything.

Yi Wentong said again: "Don't forget, you owe me a favor." ”

Yang Feng paused and waved his hand: "If you are happy, I will be happy, don't say one, I won't care about a hundred of them." ”

With that, Yang Feng jumped down and joined the crowd celebrating An Ziyu's victory.

……

Xiao Shifeng in the stands was also happy for An Ziyu and couldn't help applauding.

……

After a period of hustle and bustle, Xiao Shifeng personally gave each of the two a jade ruyi as a reward.

After An Ziyu received the award, he looked around and couldn't find anyone.

Tang Xiaoxiao stepped forward and asked, "Ziyu, what are you looking for?"

An Ziyu smiled and said, "It's nothing. ”

Yang Feng put it on An Ziyu's shoulder and said in a low voice, "Mu Sanniang left from the south." ”

An Ziyu was a little stunned, Yang Feng smiled and said nothing, and patted him on the shoulder.

……

After the three Xuanyi and Xiao Tiantu accompanied Xiao Shifeng away, the disciples of the Nine Xuanmen on the field also gradually dissipated in the noise, and in the end, only An Ziyu, Yang Feng and Tang Xiaoxiao were left in the stands of this martial arts training field.

Tang Xiaoxiao was like a wealth fan, snatched the jade Ruyi in An Ziyu's hand, touched it in his arms, and sighed: "This jade Ruyi is green and bright, I have never seen such a pure jade Ruyi in my life." ”

An Ziyu snatched it again, took the jade Ruyi and knocked Tang Xiaoxiao's head and said, "Don't be a thief, I won this with sweat." ”

Tang Xiaoxiao rolled his eyes and said: "I've been washing my hands in a golden basin for three years, and ghosts rarely like you." ”

Yang Feng squeezed his eyebrows, approached An Zi and said, "Ziyu, you are rich, is it time to treat you?"

An Ziyu looked disgusted and asked, "What do you want to eat?"

Yang Feng looked up at the sky and counted: "What braised beef, duck in sauce, gourd chicken, braised pork, stewed fish in sauce, steamed eight treasures, high-grade plum wine, and twenty-year-old daughter red, all give my eldest brother a table." ”

Tang Xiaoxiao interjected: "The wine is still a century-old wine, and it is better to drink." ”

Anzi said helplessly: "Okay, good, it's all up to you." At this time tomorrow, let's rely on our abilities, and we will see you in the fairy building under the mountain. ”

"Ziyu, congratulations. Long Xiaoyuan didn't know when he appeared nearby, An Ziyu saw that it was Long Xiaoyuan, and hurriedly said: "Sister Xiaoyuan, let's be together tomorrow." ”

Long Xiaoyuanwen nodded with a smile and said, "Okay." ”

Yang Feng frowned and looked at Long Xiaoyuan, Long Xiaoyuan had also been down the mountain with them a few times before, but he had never been so happy.

Long Xiaoyuan walked over, and when he approached Yang Feng's side, Yang Feng moved his position uncomfortably. Last night's conversation made Yang Feng and Long Xiaoyuan have some distance.

Yang Feng even wondered if Long Yingtian naturally let Long Xiaoyuan stay here, monitor Xiao Shifeng's every move, and take the opportunity to drive a wedge between them, so that they could mess up with themselves.

This scheming made Yang Feng's original feeling of admiration for Long Xiaoyuan a little confused and complicated, and he didn't even know whether to dislike it or something else.

But if the story told in Long Yingtian's letter is true, then everything will be pushed back again. Long Yingtian taught him and Long Xiaoyuan the sword technique of subduing the dragon and subduing the tiger back then, and he was also a master of Yang Feng, and they didn't get along too badly, Long Yingtian was hunted down and killed that day, and when Yang Feng was with him, he even felt a little sorry for Long Yingtian, and it was not worth it for Long Yingtian.

Looking at it now, everything is not as good as Yang Feng sees, but it is a different scene. There is truth in this fiction, there is fiction in reality, these years of experience tell Yang Feng, don't make conclusions easily, no one can be trusted, except yourself.

"Hey, what are you thinking!" Tang Xiaoxiao loudly brought Yang Feng back to his senses, Yang Feng tilted his head slightly, and looked at Long Xiaoyuan.

The corners of Yang Feng's mouth trembled, and he said softly: "Xiaoyuan......"

Long Xiaoyuan nodded naturally, Tang Xiaoxiao grabbed Long Xiaoyuan's arm and asked, "Sister Xiaoyuan, what about you?"

Long Xiaoyuan smiled: "I can do anything." ”

An Ziyu continued: "Then we will make an appointment, and we will see you tomorrow!"