"I'm afraid that's not the case, right? What is your swordsmanship on Luoying Island, Lord Zhang doesn't know, Elder Tian himself doesn't know? I was in Tai'an Mansion a few days ago, and I saw Gao Feng fighting with people with the Sky Cutting Sword, and his swordsmanship is this way, I also heard that your senior nephew and Gao Feng did a big thing a few days ago, could it be that you, Senior Nephew Bai, went to learn swords from Gao Feng?" a golden-shirted martial artist interjected.

This person's surname is Guo Mingzhan, and he is an elder of the Forging Front Hall, one of the four major sects, and his words seem to explain the origin of Bai Cheng's swordsmanship, but in fact, he alludes to the mediocre swordsmanship of Luoying Island, otherwise, Bai Cheng would not have learned swords from others.

Among the four major schools in Qingzhou, the Forging Wing Hall and Luoying Island have always been at odds, this is because Luoying Island is mainly engaged in overseas trade, and often buys swords from Fusang Island in the East China Sea, which inevitably affects the business of Forging Fengtang.

"Bai Cheng has been a sword since he was a child, and the sword path has been completed early, how can there be a reason to change the sword path in two or three days? Elder Guo doesn't even have some common sense?" Tian Huaiyuan refuted.

"Hehe, don't quarrel between the two, young man, his heart is uncertain, he wants to learn when he sees new things, you see, how many swords can Bai Cheng win?" Zhang Zhun didn't want the two to quarrel, so he changed the subject.

He didn't ask who won and who lost, he only asked Bai Cheng how many swords he could win, because all the martial arts players present were good at martial arts, and the victory and defeat were in his eyes.

"If you are fast, you will have three or four swords, and if you are slow, you will have seven or eight swords!" Tian Huaiyuan said proudly.

"This Baicheng swordsmanship is good, it is much better than Du Qing!" Zhang Zhun praised.

"It's not, it's still Du Qing's carelessness to underestimate the enemy, Bai Cheng rushed to attack early in the morning and took the lead, plus the two of them competed in the ring, Du Qing didn't have much room to dodge. Otherwise, Du Qing may not lose at his hands!" Guo Zhan said in a deep voice.

The reason why he targeted Tian Huaiyuan everywhere was that on the one hand, he was at odds with Luoying Island, and on the other hand, because Qixiawu was the peripheral force of Forging Fengtang, and Du Qing took the path of Forging Fengtang, so he threw himself under the Songshan Gate.

"Hehe, with Bai Cheng's kung fu, even if Guo Zhan is given another chance, he won't have the ability to turn the tables!" Tian Huaiyuan said with a smile.

"Then you have to let him give him a chance!" Guo Zhan said coldly.

Before he finished speaking, he heard Zhang Zhun say "huh" softly, and the two turned their heads to look, only to see that Bai Cheng's feet were half a step slower, and the long sword also stopped for a minute, which actually gave Du Qing a chance to breathe!

Tian Huaiyuan was dumbfounded, and Guo Nu was overjoyed!

......

Sword after sword, Du Qing's heart sank little by little with his retreating footsteps, and the suppressed anger in his heart had already turned into ice, ready to face this painful defeat.

Ten years of hard work have become a cake!

Swish!

Hey!

Why is this sword half a minute slower? Chance!

At this moment, Du Qing suddenly burst into ecstasy in his heart, and almost cried out excitedly, "Ah!" He roared, there were no more superfluous thoughts in his heart, and the long-suppressed internal qi poured into his arms, rushed into the black iron broadsword, and slashed forward!

"Burning Sky Flame!" Du Qing shouted loudly.

With this slash, in an instant, there was a fiery flame tornado in front of him, and a dark red light faintly appeared in it, like a burning cloud in the sky.

The knife borrowed the fire, the fire and the knife combined, Du Qing felt that he had never usually made such a hearty knife, this knife was chopped, and even the knife technique was greatly improved!

Mo said that the white city in front of him, even if he was a wishful monk, he had the confidence to cut it down with one sword!

......

Bai Cheng stabbed out with a sword, but more than ten swords, he forced Du Qing to fall into the wind, seeing that a few more swords could force him out of the ring, he suddenly thought in his heart that since he learned swordsmanship, it was the first time he had officially fought with someone, wouldn't it be too a pity if it ended so hastily?

He killed before can't be counted, before fighting him, he was seriously injured by Gao Feng's stabbing,

It's rare to meet an opponent on weekdays, so it's not a waste of opportunity to have a good fight, and to see the mastery here?

Thinking of this, Pang Xie deliberately slowed down by half a minute, and the sword light paused slightly, giving Du Qing a glimmer of life.

Sure enough, Du Qing's return was also very satisfying to him, a knife slashed out, blending the internal qi, and actually rolled out a three-foot flame out of thin air, this kind of knife technique is unheard of, but it has increased knowledge!

Pang Xie had never seen such a sword technique before, not that the exercises in the cultivation world were inferior to here.

In the Huaguo cultivation world, the acquired martial artist and the enemy of others, using fists and feet kung fu, there is no internal force to use, and after being promoted to the mortal realm, and the enemy of others, either using spells or magic weapons, simple martial arts can not be said to be no, but it is extremely rare.

There are few people who use martial arts, and the development of martial arts is slow, so there has never been such an amazing knife technique as the "Red Flame Burning Sky Knife"!

Before the black iron broadsword arrived, the red flames had arrived, and the blazing flames were like volcanic eruptions, suddenly surging towards Pang Xie, as long as they hit a little, they would inevitably burn.

Pang Xie perked up, his toes were a little bit, and his body shook half a step to the left, just to avoid the red flame storm, and then slashed horizontally towards Du Qing's waist.

Du Qing made a move, but he was even more unforgiving, his right hand retreated, and the black iron broadsword pulled to the right side of his body, like a door panel, blocking Pang Xie in front of the sword, just blocking the Northern Styx Sword, and his left hand clenched his fist, and struck out with a punch, and a hot wind suddenly appeared, surging towards Pang Xie's chest.

Seeing this, Pang Xie hurriedly took a step back, thought about it, and the long sword was quick, and he used the Luoying Island entry sword technique "Qingfeng Thirteen Styles", and as the internal qi poured into the long sword, wisps of fresh wind slowly blew, blowing away the blazing aura emitted from the black iron broadsword in front of him.

These two people exchanged swords, and this time they fought each other, it was hundreds of moves, and the fight was hearty, which made the people in the audience addicted.

The few pairs of players who fought before these two people, the difference in strength is too big, and the winner is decided without a few moves, and the people in the audience are not happy to watch it at all.

"Didn't Elder Tian just say that you can understand with three or five swords, why did you fight for so long, could it be that Elder Tian also had a time to look away? Or is it that your junior nephew is weak in succession?" Guo Nu saw that the battle on the field was gradually reaching a stalemate, and couldn't help but sneer.

"Didn't you just think that my Senior Nephew Bai didn't give Du Qing a chance? Isn't Senior Nephew Bai giving you a face, give him a few more chances!" Tian Huaiyuan didn't spare people.

"Elder Tian, don't talk big, if I were you, hurry up and find an immortal to worship, save a while Your Bai Master and nephew will lose, and there will be no cracks to drill!" Guo Nu said with a sneer.

Tian Huaiyuan snorted and gave him a sneer, but although he didn't show weakness in his mouth, he was a little drumming in his heart, and he just hoped that Pang Xie would not lose, and his face would be ugly for a while.

"Hehe, don't be angry, the left and right are just a competition between young people!" Zhang Zhun interjected with a smile, as a town's envoy, the forces under his command can neither be too close nor too discordant, otherwise they will be detrimental to him.

After a pause, Zhang Zhun turned his head to the two beside him and asked, "Zen Master Huiming, Shanhe, do you see who is losing and who is winning in this battle?"

"White City wins. Hui Ming only said three words.

The two of them seemed to be inseparable, but in fact, they were in Bai Cheng's hands, and he just didn't want to win quickly. Zhang Shanhe explained.

The cultivation of these two people is much higher than that of Tian Huaiyuan and Guo Nu, and their judgment of the battle situation is naturally much smarter, Tian Huaiyuan was immediately overjoyed when he heard this, and Guo Nu's face was gloomy.

Bite!

There was a sudden crisp sound in the direction of the ring, Zhang Zhun and the others turned their heads to look, only to see Pang Xie point out with a sword, which hit the head of the black iron broadsword in Du Qing's hand by three inches.

Du Qing couldn't grasp it, the black iron big knife flew out of his hand, Pang Xie immediately rushed forward half a step, and a sword crossed his neck, Du Qing had no choice but to admit defeat.