"I'm not defeated yet!"

Charles turned over with a carp, and his originally slightly pale face suddenly turned back to blood red under his anger, obviously although Shang Zhengyu's blow just now was successful, it did not make him lose his combat power.

"Charles, defeat is defeat, don't you want your friends in the Central Plains to think that our people from the Snow Cloud Country can't afford to lose?"

A long sword stopped Char Khan, and Altay slowly crossed over Char Khan. Char Khan's eyes were full of unwillingness, but the king didn't speak, which means that the king had acquiesced in his defeat, Char Khan suddenly felt a little disheartened, and finally glanced at Nalan Shu in the ring, picked up the inverted horse lance on the ground and flew away.

On the competition platform, Altay held his sword and clenched his fists with his backhand, and said to Shang Zhengyu in pure Central Plains: "In Lower Altay, the young patriarch of the Akqin tribe. I have been to Yunzhou before, and I am deeply fascinated by the customs there, and I have also learned a lot there. This competition is very important to me, so I have to go all out, and I hope that this Central Plains brother Haihan. ”

The first time he heard outsiders speaking in Zhongyuan in Yunxiao City, Shang Zhengyu suddenly had a good impression of this Altay, and saluted with his hands in fists: "In Xia Shang Zhengyu, he ranks fourth among the seven sons of my Wind and Rain Pavilion." Please. ”

There was an uproar around him again, Shang Zhengyu was actually only ranked fourth in his gang, and what kind of cultivation were the top three!

Altay did the same, and immediately asked, "I'm sorry, I haven't heard of the Wind and Rain Pavilion, but since Brother Shang is the fourth, does that mean that the three cultivators in front of you are even more amazing?"

Shang Zhengyu said with a smile: "The strength of one of them is difficult to estimate, but the other two are real artistic conceptions, and one of them just reached the peak of artistic conception last month. ”

Chen Fatzi's eyes were a few points bigger than Tongling, and he was so frightened that he didn't know what to say, he subconsciously turned his head to Wan Yanjing, who was abandoned, and the meaning of verification in his eyes couldn't be concealed.

Before, he was still a little dissatisfied with the strong man who Shang Zhengyu and the three of them occupied him, and the same was true for him, he was not easy to speak, but the meaning in his eyes was almost exactly the same as that of Chen Fatzi.

There were more and more people around looking at Wan Yanjing and Ziqi, and everyone saw that they were coming here with Shang Zhengyu, and everyone had a question in their hearts: Is what he said true, or is he just bragging!

Wan Yanjing suddenly made a straight face, looked around at the puzzled people, nodded and said: "It's true, this one next to me is the seventh son who ranks last among the seven sons of wind and rain, as for people like me who have just gained a foothold in the situation, there are still many people in the wind and rain pavilion, and this kind of person still has to go through a few years of training before he is qualified to compete for the seventh son ranking." ”

In the end, Wan Yanjing also deliberately added: "Our Fengyu Pavilion has just been established, and the building is full of young people like the three of us, but there are no famous hotels of the older generation." ”

As soon as these words came out, the surrounding officials immediately made them one by one

It almost exploded in horror.

There are many potential realm masters in the Wind and Rain Building? Even people who have just entered the potential realm are not even qualified to be ranked in this Wind and Rain Pavilion? So how big is the power of this Wind and Rain Pavilion!

You must know that even if the young generation of leaders from all over the country of Xueyun Country gather in Yunxiao City now, there are less than 100 people in this ring, and even if you add other young generations who have not participated, there will be more than 100 people. The potential realm master of this Wind and Rain Pavilion can account for one-tenth of it, what kind of concept is this!

Zi Qi was silent, but how could the hint of banter in Yan Jing's eyes escape Zi Qi's eyes, Zi Qi quietly pushed Yan Jing with his elbow, and whispered: "You have passed." ”

"I'm telling the truth. Wan Yanjing stuck out her tongue, and her cute appearance made Ziqi speechless for a while.

The corners of Ziqi's eyes gradually curled, but no one could detect the smile on his face under the dark blue metal mask.

Anyway, they can't verify it, so let it be yours.

Altay took a deep breath to expel the distracting thoughts in his heart, if he continued to ask, I am afraid it would affect his performance. He clenched his fists again: "Brother Shang, please." ”

Shang Zhengyu also clenched his fists: "Please!"

But just then, a panting voice suddenly came into the door.

"Brother Shang, I'll bring you your sword!"

It turned out that Meng Lin was also watching here, and seeing that Shang Zhengyu was not carrying a blade, he hurriedly carried his Xuantie heavy sword from the cannon fodder inn.

Zi Qi's eyes suddenly lit up, he jumped down from the roof, and threw it with the Xuantie heavy sword in his hand, and the heavy Xuantie swords were suddenly inserted upside down in front of Shang Zhengyu.

Shang Zhengyu laughed and pulled the Xuantie heavy sword out of the ground, waved several sword flowers in his hand, held the hilt of the sword with his backhand and hugged his fist and said, "Please." ”

"It turns out that Brother Shang also uses a sword, please!"

With a word of invitation, the battle suddenly began!

Altay pressed down in an instant, the clear sound of the sword was endless, and the Jianhua condensed in the air suddenly bloomed, turning into countless silky sword lights and entangled with Shang Zhengyu.

This is a pure sword through and through!

Shang Zhengyu laughed and waved the Xuantie heavy sword in his hand, the huge sword body was used as a shield by him, only listening to the dinging sound above, all the sword light was completely blocked by him, without a single omission!

The Xuantie heavy sword and the defense suddenly switched to attack, and a domineering and incomparable fierce sweep smashed against Altay's long sword! That fierce momentum was not conceded by the inverted horse lance in the hand of Char Khan, and the enveloping Gangfeng instantly suppressed the long sword in Altay's hand, and the flexible sword body was even pressed into an amazing arc by the Gangfeng, as if it would break at any time!

It was like the taut bowstring was suddenly released, and the long sword in Altay's hand, which was originally pressed to the extreme, suddenly bounced up, drawing a silver crescent moon to meet the smashed black iron heavy sword, and in the collision between the two, a dazzling light suddenly erupted, and the fierce wind burst the two of them away, and this move could only be regarded as a tie!

The first type of the Pingtian Sword Technique did not make any achievements, and Shang Zhengyu was not surprised at all, and under the flip of his wrist, he suddenly raised the Xuantie heavy sword high, and slashed at Altay with the momentum of opening the mountain and cutting off the stream.

It's the second form of the Pingtian Sword Technique!

If the sword light turns into silk threads, then Altay can weave them into a net.

Shang Zhengyu slammed down, and what greeted him was a tenacious giant net composed entirely of sword light, and the giant net completely wrapped it the moment it touched the Xuantie heavy sword, so that it could no longer enter an inch. Not only that, after the sword light giant net diverted Shang Zhengyu's Xuantie heavy sword, there was even a little light passing through the giant net, looking for a gap and going straight to the key points of Shang Zhengyu's joints, if any one of them was hit, it was enough for the two to directly separate the victory and defeat.

"Are you underestimating Shang too much, be careful!"

Shang Zhengyu burst out with a heroic laugh, his wrist shook sharply, and the Xuantie heavy sword suddenly changed its previous heavy splitting momentum, and suddenly flipped up, and in an instant, it tore apart the huge net of sword light that was originally wrapped around the sword body, and the sword light that originally wanted to launch a surprise attack on Shang Zhengyu from the mesh was also shattered in this one, turning into a sea of shining light and dissipating.

At this moment, Altay's figure suddenly disappeared from the spot! When he reappeared, he had already turned into four phantoms, divided into four directions, east, west, north and south, and swords against Shang Zhengyu in unison. The movements of the four Altay swords are consistent and consistent, and they can't tell which of them is the real body and which is the phantom!

The blade of the sword was coming, but it was passing through Shang Zhengyu's body!

Shang Zhengyu also left a phantom in place! And this phantom was even more realistic, directly deceiving Altay!

The figure of Shang Zhengyu, who was holding the Xuantie heavy sword, dissipated into invisibility after the middle, and the Xuantie heavy sword lost its support and smashed to the ground with a thud.

At the moment when the four Altay phantoms disappeared and their true bodies were about to condense, Shang Zhengyu, who was already ready to go, suddenly appeared behind Altay!

A finger sword slid silently, but this Altay suddenly disintegrated after being hit like Shang Zhengyu before, but a smile already appeared on Shang Zhengyu's face.

At Shang Zhengyu's fingertips, a touch of bright red was so dazzling!

Altay's figure condensed outside Shang Zhengyu, and the expression on his face was extremely solemn. His hair was scattered, and on the right side of his cheek was a distinct mark of blood, a bright red was running down his cheek, dripping down his jaw, and delicate blood flowers were constantly blooming under his feet.