"Yusheng...... Yusheng ...... Could it be him?!" One of the disciples suddenly woke up.

"Who?!"

"Ten years ago, the Ascension was ......"

"It's him!Brother Yu!It's Brother Yu!"

Everyone cheered and shouted, completely forgetting that they were also one of the people who laughed at each other, so they almost took out a big flag and wrote the word "Yusheng".

"This kid...... Steal the limelight from us as soon as you come!"

"Hey...... Who's to say it's not?"

Liuying'er breathed a sigh of relief, and looked at Yu Sheng again and again, in his opinion, even she was not Yu Sheng's opponent...... I have to admire Master's original vision, although she knows that Chu Chen left Yusheng just to repay that favor.

After Yu Sheng fully recovered, Bai Wuyang took out a pill and took it, and the green mana around his body suddenly flourished, and the mana originally consumed also recovered a lot, he had to admit that except for the time when he faced the Xuanzhao Monk, Yu Sheng was the one who had put the most pressure on him in the battle, but he didn't think he would lose......

Bai Wuyang thought about it, and swung the giant sword impenetrable, like a roulette wheel, and a trace of blood mist floated out along the roulette wheel, seemingly slow, and in the blink of an eye, the kung fu had already spread over a radius of 100 meters, and the figure of Yusheng was in it.

"The wind!"

Yusheng was not ready to consume any more, three fingers were bent, and the calm sky suddenly blew violently, and then bended, and the wind rose on the ground, blowing the people on the ground to stagger, and the strange thing was that the blood mist was not affected by the wind at all.

Bai Wuyang curled the corners of his mouth slightly, revealing a smile that was more ugly than crying.

"So you can laugh?" Yu Sheng said with a calm expression, Bai Wuyang's smile stopped abruptly, and he pointed the giant sword in the air, and the speed was so fast that it even left an afterimage in the same place.

The blood mist, which was originally still and motionless, seemed to be attracted by something, and frantically gathered towards Yusheng, beating Yusheng into a sieve without hindrance.

Everyone's pupils were dilated in this world, and time seemed to change extremely slowly, and everyone in the Forgetfulness Sect was unwilling, pity, and angry, and the white-clothed monk was surprised, envious, and relaxed.

"That's not right!" Qu Qianqiu suddenly exclaimed, his eyes looked at Yusheng who was pierced by blood, first of all, he didn't see the blood spurting out, and then when he looked at it, those blood mist seemed to pass through a layer of water, and even made a few ripples.

Yusheng's body collapsed and disintegrated, turning into a puddle of clear water and splashing down, it was actually a fake body!

"Water potential!" came a ghostly voice.

At the same time, above Bai Wuyang's head, Yu Sheng's figure twisted and appeared, looking at Bai Wuyang expressionlessly.

"When are you ......?!"

"Mountain!"

Yu Sheng no longer gave the other party any chance, the whole person fell like a mountain, this time everyone felt the pressure of Bai Wuyang before, although it was only an instant loss of mind, but the master made a move, and the victory or defeat was often only in an instant.

Bai Wuyang's eyes are different, the fish in his eyes has the potential of a tiger descending the mountain, compared to him, the other party is more like a beast, a complete beast!

"Boom~~~"

The ground trembled three times, everyone hurriedly retreated, after the mud churned, a radius of 100 meters, there was a three-foot-deep pit, in the middle of the pit, Yu Sheng was holding a sword against Bai Wuyang's neck, no one could see anything from his calm face, so calm was terrifying.

Bai Wuyang was unscathed, looking at the person in front of him with a dull gaze, this time he lost, and he lost very completely, if it wasn't for the opponent's last claw missed, he would probably have no bones left now.

"Won~ We won!" I don't know who cheered, and everyone in the Sitting Forgetting Sect woke up from shock, followed by a deafening cheer, dozens of people, and even shouted out the posture of hundreds of people!

Yu Sheng put away the sword and didn't return it to his waist, in fact, he didn't need to take out the sword at all, the reason why he drew the sword was just a kind of respect for the swordsman, not that his sympathy was overflowing, but that the other party's eyes finally looked at death as if he were at home, saving his life.

Speaking of which, on the Sword Mountain, he is also a person who has experienced countless lives and deaths, and understands what this kind of look represents, no wonder they all say that sword cultivation is terrible, it turns out that it is not their cultivation that is terrifying, but their hearts.

Yu Sheng turned to leave, Bai Wuyang got up, looked at the back and suddenly asked, "Your name is Yu Sheng?"

"Didn't you hear it all?" Yu Sheng turned his head and frowned, did every sword cultivator do this extra thing?

"Why don't you kill me?" Bai Wuyang's face turned red, almost roaring.

Yu Sheng turned around, stared at the other party for a long time, and said indifferently: "It's easy to die, but it's hard to live!"

Bai Wuyang was stunned on the spot when he heard this, in his opinion, Yu Sheng could only be regarded as half a swordsman, but this half of a swordsman deeply impressed him.

"My giant sword gate is named after the sword! This sword is called Wuyang, four feet nine inches long, weighing three hundred and sixty pounds, today defeated by your hands, Bai Mou is convinced!"

Under the surprised gaze of everyone, Bai Wuyang arched his hand at Yusheng, but everyone did not differ because he gave it up, but took the initiative to report the name of the sword, especially the people of the Giant Sword Gate, all of them showed complicated expressions, as a swordsman, only when he met an opponent who was truly worthy of respect, he would take the initiative to report his sword name.

"Respect" here is not to defeat them, but to make the other person feel respected from the bottom of their hearts.

Yu Sheng was a little surprised, suddenly smiled, pulled out the wooden sword on his waist and said: "This sword is nameless, it's just a wooden sword, three feet and seven inches long, and how much does it wei......gh?" I don't know!"

When Bai Wuyang heard this, he once again showed a smile that was more ugly than crying: "Thank you!"

"Hehe, it seems that your giant sword sect is not all unreasonable people......" Yu Sheng looked at Qu Qianqiu, who was the leader, and looked at each other, each with his own thoughts.

Bai Wuyang returned to Qu Qianqiu's side, as if nothing had happened, but Qu Qianqiu looked at him with great annoyance, saw that the other party was indifferent, and finally turned his gaze to Yusheng.

"Huh...... I hope to see you again in three days!" the other party arched his hand, and when he parted, the white-clothed monks looked solemn.

Yu Sheng turned around, but was met by a series of blazing eyes, and a group of people rushed up, and said in unison: "Senior Brother Yu!"

"Forehead......" Yu Sheng He has never seen such a battle, those monks in the past all looked at him coldly, although it felt good to be respected, but he was a little difficult to adapt to for a while, it seems that in the cultivation realm, whoever has the biggest fist is the boss!

"Hey...... Fish boy, the limelight is in the limelight for you today, tell us quickly, what have you been doing in the past ten years?"