As soon as Yang's words came out, the audience was in an uproar, and the person who used the sword didn't even have his own sword, which was really the biggest joke at the bottom.

How could Yang not have a sword, but he suddenly took it out in the storage space, which was too shocking.

"Dead son, this is a sincere troublemaker!" Ding Peng's old father sat on the chair and trembled angrily, his face turned red, and he didn't dare to look at the old man.

"Things seem to be getting interesting. ”

"It seems to be the housework of the Ding family, but I didn't expect there to be this excitement to watch. ”

"Sound point, I am not afraid that Old Man Ding will hear it. ”

Those who watch the play are not afraid of the high stage, everyone was pressed by the Ding family just now, and now they are happy to watch the jokes of the Ding family.

There were even people who coaxed to lend their swords to Yang.

"Thank you for your kindness. Yang didn't think anything was wrong, the Ding family's face had nothing to do with him.

Zai Yang was originally a very thick-skinned person.

"This girl, can you take your sword to me? ”

What everyone didn't expect was that Yang walked straight to Guo Fu'er and very politely asked someone to borrow a sword.

Guo Fuer didn't expect things to evolve like this, the person in front of her always gave her a familiar feeling, which made her a little panicked for a while.

But in any case, this man stood up for himself to fight, so he should lend his sword to others.

It's just... "My sword is very ordinary, I'm afraid that Gongzi will not be used to it." ”

Fu'er's sword was given by the master when he was introduced, but it was just an ordinary long sword, and compared with the swords of these sons of the family, it really couldn't be used.

Just now, Fu'er also went up to see those divine weapons.

"Whether the sword is good or not depends on who uses it. ”

After that, Yang Tu's hand stretched out and took the sword in Fu'er's hand.

Fu'er wondered why she didn't react at all, so she let go and let the family take the sword.

Her master didn't make a sound, she was also the son of the Ding family, and she was not good.

Yang took Fu'er's sword and returned to Changzheng

"Well, that's delicious. ”

Yang raised his sword, sniffed the sword spike lightly, and let out a sigh.

This exclamation made Fu'er blush instantly, and at this time she didn't know how much she regretted lending the sword to this lewd thief, it seems that the Ding family is not a good thing, Fu'er has already defined this person.

The old man who watched this sigh was stunned, this son was even more sassy than when he was young.

Now everyone finally knows why this person surnamed Ding has come forward and confronted Ding Chunqiu-for-tat, it turns out that the young man is jealous.

"Cousin, you're deliberately stirring up trouble. ”

Ding Chunqiu's face had turned cold, and he was frowning and staring at Yang, he was no longer ready to keep his hand, and vowed in his heart to teach this cousin who was not much older than himself a good lesson, and dare to rob a woman by himself, you are not qualified yet.

"It's not a lot of nonsense, let's make a move. ”

"I'm a brother after all, so I'll let you blink three times"

Yang pulled out Fu'er's sword and gently stroked the blade, not even looking at his opponent.

Hmph, boring trick, Ding Chunqiu was very angry in his heart, after all, it was a teenager's heart.

He didn't want to listen to Yang's words anymore, so he rushed forward directly with his sword.

After three moves, the chatter in the hall was even louder.

"I didn't expect the Ding family's generation to be full of talents. ”

"Yes, Old Man Ding is really blessed. ”

"Fu'er, this Young Master Ding is not simple, his swordsmanship is above Ding Chunqiu. She explained to her apprentice that she was afraid that her apprentice would not understand.

Ding Chunqiu didn't spare his hand when he rushed up just now, and directly used a killing move, preparing to directly pick up the sword in Yang's hand, defeat him at an extremely fast speed, and then humiliate him in front of Senior Sister Fu'er.

Then this competitor is considered useless.

But after attacking by himself, this Ding Peng retreated again and again, wandering away, and he couldn't even touch the corners of his clothes.

His own swordsmanship made his own entry into the line, but people inadvertently took out a sword and cut off their offensive.

Is this still the big ruffian Ding Peng? After the three attacks, Ding Chunqiu stood in the middle of the field panting slightly, and his eyes were pressed against Ding Peng opposite, eager to see something different.

The wine glass in front of Ding Peng's old man had already overflowed by himself, and he was about to toast the old man to make amends, but he knew that his son was angry, and he hadn't lost yet.

Old Man Ding was puzzled, where did this son learn the sword, I haven't seen it, and there is no secret book in the family, could it be really self-created?

That's impossible, how could the realm of refining the body create such a profound swordsmanship, could it be? Ding Buren thought of a possibility, this son took a shit luck, and was valued by a senior master, and the mantle was imparted.

"What kind of swordsmanship do you use, I haven't seen it. ”

When he dismantled his moves just now, that kind of swordsmanship, he had read all the simple scores in the family, but he had never seen it.

"It's self-created, I'm talented, but I don't usually like to show off. “

Yang still looked proud, in his opinion, it must not be a good virtue for him to be able to do things like Seventh Young Grandma in the mansion, so he tried his best to imitate it.

Yang controlled his strength and speed in the late stage of Chang Rao's body refining body, so as not to be exposed and have to fight and kill.

Today's birthday banquet, there is no hatred or resentment, and he is too lazy to destroy other people's happy events.

"I'm coming, I don't believe it!!" Ding Chunqiu looked at Yang's smug expression and became even more angry.

He is the proud son of this family, how can he be defeated by a gentleman who everyone dislikes.

He didn't bother to pay attention to the rules now, and now he only wanted to defeat the man in front of him.

"My swordsmanship I named it Dugu Nine Swords, and my stupid brother is going to take it. ”

Yang made a move, the sword was an ordinary sword, but the sword in his hand seemed to have grown into his arm, which was one realm lower than the opponent, but at this moment it was so easy.

"Dugu Nine Swords, I haven't heard of this swordsmanship, is it really the Ding family's own creation?"

"It's just a name change, how can such a shocking swordsmanship be created by a fledgling junior. ”

Everyone unconsciously looked at Old Man Ding.

"Could it be... , if it was created by Old Man Ding, then the old man's realm would be difficult, it was really unfathomable. ”

Old Man Ding is also wondering at the moment, this swordsmanship, he has never seen it in so many years, it is strange.

At this time, the happiest people in the audience on the sidelines belonged to Ding Peng's old man and Seventh Young Grandmother.

Ancestor blessed, I didn't expect my son to have a finished instrument, watching the two of them fight back and forth in the field, he drank three glasses of wine in a row.

The seventh young grandmother is also full of happiness, he treats Ding Peng as his man, the man has such a long face here, and he is happy as a woman, although it is not a relationship.