Xing Zhen walked into the big tent and saluted to the eldest grandson Jing.

At this time, he noticed that next to Changsun Jing, there was a familiar figure sitting.

The man held a glass of turbid wine in his hand, shook it gently, and read a book in his hand.

He exudes a unique feeling, even if he is not restrained, he still exudes an aura that makes people feel awe.

He raised his head and slowly looked at Xing Zhen who walked in, and suddenly, the moment he met those eyes, Xing Zhen was stunned for a moment, and quickly bowed his head.

The corners of the old man's mouth rose slightly, and he nodded.

"This is the leader of my coalition, the master of Beizhou, the sword ghost Weizheng. Changsun Jing said on the side, "Speaking of which, he is still your savior." ”

Xing Xuan suddenly understood, and said: "Thank you Lord Wei for saving me the day before yesterday, if it weren't for my lord, Xing Xuan would have abandoned the wilderness long ago." ”

"Before that, let's have a drink!" the old man smiled, conjured a cup, filled it and handed it to him.

"Huh?" Xing Xuan was stunned.

"What are you doing here, old fellow, no alcohol is allowed in the army!" said Changsun Jing.

"This is not wartime, besides, the old man is still drinking, why can't they!" Wei Zheng said, and immediately looked at Xing Zhen, "It should be a reward for your bravery that day." ”

Xing Yu respectfully took the glass of turbid wine.

"The old man likes swordsmanship the most in his life, and he has studied the spirit and skills of swordsmanship all his life, and when the old man was young, he loved to fight to the death, and accumulated experience from a death fight to draw skills. Wei Zhengdao, "Maybe you're different, you just use swordsmanship, martial arts and even other things as a tool, just to protect the people around you." ”

Xing Xuan was taken aback, but he didn't expect that this Master Wei would be able to see some of the things in his heart just by looking at him.

But this is understandable, and it is commendable. Wei Zheng stood up, his burly and heroic posture revealing a powerful momentum in his gestures.

"The old man wants to see how your sword skills are. Wei Zheng said.

Xing Zhen was startled, he didn't even see Wei Zheng's movements clearly, his long sword had already been started.

"Hahaha, I'll just say that you old guy is a sword idiot, and you won't let it go either. Changsun Jing laughed.

"Master........." Xing Xuan looked at the eldest grandson Jing.

"Don't worry, you should accompany the old guy's Yaxing, this is also a good thing for you, and he fights, that is the wish of many sword wielders, even if it is a move, it is a huge benefit. Eldest Sun Jing said.

"No!" Xing Xuan said slightly.

Not long - inside the hospital

Xing Xuan held the sword in his hand steadily, staring at the old man in front of him.

Since it is a swordsmanship, it is natural that he cannot use Yuan Force, and Wei Zheng has also reduced his strength to the level of Xing Xuan, so he can only rely on swordsmanship skills to determine victory or defeat.

Wei Zheng let him make three moves first, of course, this is also a common rule among martial artists, after all, he Wei Zheng is a senior.

Xing Xuan knew that this old man was a top powerhouse with a sword, so he didn't dare to attack easily, and focused on the opponent's movements wholeheartedly, trying to find a flaw.

But Wei Zheng seemed to be asleep, his eyes were slightly closed, his cloth clothes were swaying in the wind, and the sword in his hand made a buzzing sound from time to time, and there were almost no flaws.

Seeing this, Xing Yu swallowed a mouthful of saliva, his eyes became firm, and his right arm holding the sword was back, and in the next second, it was like an arrow off the string and galloped towards the old man.

This move is clearly the move that Xingxuan made against Ling Shan Sheng that day, the Ten Sakura Wind Feather Fall Spinning Kill.

But at the moment when his sword blade was about to touch the corner of the old man's clothes, Wei Zheng suddenly disappeared in place, and Xing Zhen didn't even see his trajectory clearly.

"This is, the legendary divine skill, crossing the river with a reed!"

Xing Xuan was startled when he saw this, and quickly stopped with a sliding step, and turned his sword blade back.

With a "ding", Xing Zhen took over Wei Zheng's advance, but this sword was so powerful that even if Xing Zhen took it, he was forced to insert the sword into the ground and take a few steps back.

Xing Xuan looked at the old man in front of him in surprise, he could be sure that the old man did not use his Yuan Force, and indeed reduced his strength to the same level as himself, but the moment he took the sword, Xing Xuan actually had a sense of panic that he almost couldn't take it.

Xing Zheng settled down and attacked Wei Zheng again, although his sword was wielded trickily and extremely fast, Wei Zheng blocked them one by one, his face did not change, giving Xing Zheng the feeling that his sword had not yet arrived, and Wei Zheng already knew the trajectory of his sword blade

Not only that, but every time he blocked it, he even returned some of the force exerted by Xing Xuan to him.

If this continues, Wei Zheng doesn't even need a sword, and he can defeat Xing Zhen by relying on his own strength.

"Alright, boy, the three moves have arrived. Wei Zheng smiled, and his figure instantly moved to a place five meters away from Xing Zhen.

I saw him put the sword into the sheath, and then, I saw a flash of white light at the scabbard, and the sword was pulled out again, and in an instant, a white light had reached Xing Zhen's body.

Xing Xuan is also quite accomplished in swordsmanship, and in the face of such a rapid sword drawing and slashing at this moment, he actually judged the trajectory of the blade, only to hear the sound of "ding", sparks flew everywhere, and just right to unload part of the force and defend against this move.

The three dragons of Fengying are also a rare sword, if this is an ordinary sword, like Wei Zheng's unmixed sword slash, if it is not rebounded, it can be split in an instant.

The rebound itself is to unload part of the opponent's strength through tricky angles, and bounce off the opponent's weapon through inertia, which is also the basic cognition that Xing Xuan has been cultivating.

But today, he found out that Wei Zheng was able to return his strength to himself while unloading his strength, which couldn't help but break Xing Zhen's cognition and become frightened.

But after defending it, Wei Zheng's sword slashing made him more confident, and he took advantage of the situation to rush straight towards Wei Zheng.

Unexpectedly, Wei Zheng turned his wrist and put the sword upright, and at the moment when his sword just touched Xing Zhen's sword, Xing Zheng only felt that he was pulled by something, and his body lost its center of gravity.

Xing Zhen was startled, and hurriedly kicked his right foot, stabilized his body, turned around and swept across, Wei Zheng defended when he saw this, and stepped forward, and an elbow hit Xing Zhen's body

Immediately, Wei Zheng's figure turned, he drew his sword, and with the opportunity to point forward, the blade suddenly stopped less than ten centimeters away from Xing Zhen's throat.

Xing Xuan hadn't woken up yet, and he had already lost.

Wei Zheng is a real powerhouse, and he only used two moves in total to defeat himself.

Xing Zhen instantly respected the old man, and bowed his hand slightly: "Thank you for the guidance of Wei Zheng's predecessors, Xing Zhen thank you." ”

"It's really unexpected for the old man, it's a pity, let the old thing of Changsun Jing touch you first, hahahahaha. Wei Zheng laughed and put the sword back in its sheath.

"Okay, good, even though it's only a few rounds, it's really exciting. Eldest Sun Jing clapped his hands and walked over and said.

"Master. Xing Zhen saluted.

"Alright, you can go back. Changsun Jing said, "Every trick and every style of the old Wei seniors is well understood, and all this today is hard to come by, and it will benefit you for life." ”

"Yes. Xing Xuan said and slowly stepped back.

"Let's go, old fellow, let's play chess. Eldest Sun Jing said.

In a short time - in the tent

Amun, who was holding a wooden box, tilted his head and looked at the distracted Xing Xuan, full of doubts.

He had already called this kid three times, and this kid was as deaf as he was, and he didn't care about himself at all.

Amon didn't know what he was doing, and he didn't dare to come up and disturb him.

"Hey, Chen made food for you today, and if you don't eat it, it will be cold. Amon pursed his lips, but couldn't help but say, and placed the wooden box on the table.

"Oh, you eat first. Xing Zhen sat there absentmindedly, thinking about every detail of his discussion with Wei Zheng today.

Really worthy of being the top powerhouse who uses swords, according to Xing Xuan's estimates, just talking about swordsmanship, Wei Zheng is afraid that he didn't even use one percent, but it was.

In particular, he was able to leverage this skill, how did he do that?

Xing Xuan thought about it, so he gestured with his hands, and stared at the front tightly, Amon on the side looked at Xing Xuan who was like a demon, and the corners of his eyes twitched violently.

At this time - the main account of the Chinese army

"Old fellow, you defeated my apprentice with these two moves, and now you are even playing chess like this?"

As soon as Wei Zheng came up, he was devastating, and he was surging forward, and he had already bitten off the two big dragons that Changsun Jing had worked so hard to form, although they each occupied half of the country and confronted each other, but the power was suppressed, and the whole Changsun Jing was very uncomfortable.

"Two moves?hey, speaking of this old man, I have to be jealous of your luck, I wanted to repel your apprentice with a sword draw, but I didn't expect your apprentice to take it. Wei Zheng said, "This son is talented, smart and smart, is a rare genius, although his current cultivation is not as good as strings, but over time, he will definitely be able to surpass Wei Xian's kid, the only fly in the ointment is that his heart is not mature enough, of course, with more training, he will definitely be able to achieve a career"

After Wei Zheng finished speaking, he looked up at the proud eldest grandson Jing, and continued: "But he has a pair of Shura eyes. ”

Hearing this, Changsun Jing's smile gradually disappeared.

"You won't be unaware. Wei Zhengdao

"Of course I'm aware of it, but ......... It's just rumors in the world. Changsun Jing said.

"Do you believe that yourself?" Wei Zheng said.

Eldest Sun Jing was suddenly choked.

However, his eyes tell me that he is not the kind of cruel, indifferent person, and that there is ambition hidden in his eyes, but they are covered by kindness, responsibility, and protection. Wei Zheng said, "It seems that there is something affecting him." ”

Eldest Sun Jing groaned

"If he really is the kind of incarnated Shura, I will kill him with my own hands. Changsun Jing said, "But this child here is still a person who is willing to protect the people around him, treat the people around him kindly, and be willing to be happy because others are happy, and sad because others are sad." ”

Wei Zheng nodded when he heard this, and pressed a black chess piece.

"If that's the case, then this will be a blessing for my demons and demons. ”

At this time - the tent

Chen was cultivating when he suddenly noticed a figure flashing outside the tent door.

She glanced out, it was quiet outside, there was nothing, not even the Yuan Force fluctuations were non-existent.

Chen retracted his gaze suspiciously, intending to continue cultivating, but another light and shadow flashed outside.

She blinked, groaned, smiled, and pretended to close her eyes, but left a slit, always keeping an eye out for movement outside.

The light and shadow appeared again, and Chen waved his hand at the same time, and suddenly a small piece of metal used by the alchemist galloped out of the tent.

"Ouch. With a soft painful sound, Chen covered his mouth and laughed.

This hand-throwing technique was taught to her by Xing Xuan, that is called a hundred shots and a hundred hits, the blue is better than the blue, and even sometimes Xing Xuan feels that she is condescending to be a doctor.

"Come out, don't hide there. Chen said.

After speaking, a man with a beautiful appearance and a transparent body leaned on the door of the tent and looked timidly at Chen in the room.

By the light of the fire, Chen looked at the man, who had the appearance of a woman, with short white hair like snow like a wall, and slender fingers rubbing each other on his chest, like a child who had made a mistake

Chen blinked at him, he also raised his head to look at Chen, his clear gaze was like a hibiscus out of water.