Last time, Jiang Feng saw that Du Shaoyang was retreated step by step by the white-haired demon boy*, and after asking the Taixu Dao Leader to get his consent, he couldn't care so much, so he jumped up, and the white-haired demon boy knew that Jiang Feng was also a master, but he didn't have any interest in people who didn't use swords, and he also used words to ask Jiang Feng not to interfere. But Jiang Feng, as the owner of the Zhaoxian Pavilion, must eliminate the harm of martial arts, but Du Shaoyang hoped with a confident attitude that Jiang Feng would go down, and it would be good to leave it to him alone. Jiang Feng believed in Du Shaoyang's strength, and also put away the silver gun and stopped meddling. After that, Taixu Dao Chang said that Du Shaoyang turned out to be a left-handed man with a sword, so he was not worried.

The white-haired demon boy sneered, "It's exactly what I want." He came over in an instant, stabbed out six swords in a row, Du Shaoyang drew a circle with his backhand, forming a defensive circle around him, and the white-haired demon boy stabbed twelve swords one after another, twenty-four swords, thirty-six swords, Du Shaoyang's body was as light as a swallow, his movements were more agile than just now, and the techniques and speed of swinging swords, stabbing out, and backblocking were more powerful than just now, and he could block all the attacking moves one by one. Bao Yuan was dumbfounded below, in his heart, although he knew that Du Shaoyang was a swordsmanship wizard of the Qingxu faction, but he would not lose to him if he asked himself, but after seeing Du Shaoyang's series of offensive and defensive conversions, he now knew why Taixu Dao Chang and Shouyi praised Du Shaoyang's awesomeness. Bao Yuan lowered his head slightly, not wanting to look at it anymore, Taixu Dao Chang noticed the changes in the disciple beside him, and couldn't help patting him on the back, comforting: "Qualification is innate, but a real master, as long as he works hard, he will definitely be able to, what is needed, just spend more energy, there is no natural genius, only unremitting efforts, you know, Bao Yuan." Bao Yuan looked at the eyes of the Taixu Daoist, nodded violently, and said: "Master, I can't compare to Senior Brother Shaoyang, I know, but I will definitely become a generation of swordsmanship masters, and I will cultivate the Tao well." Shouyi saw that Bao Yuan had made such a determination, and he couldn't help but feel happy in his heart, in his opinion, although Du Shaoyang was excellent in swordsmanship and good character, but he was afraid of trouble and a little lazy character, and he was not suitable to be the head of a faction, on the contrary, Bao Yuan, who was more competitive and had better work ability, was more suitable to be the next head of the Qingxu faction. Perhaps, in the heart of the Taixu Daoist, he also thinks so, it takes one person to inherit the swordsmanship of one faction, and another person is needed to take over the position of the head of one faction, only when these two can be combined into one, it can be a person. Just like Du Shaoyang's master, Mo Feng Dao Chang, and the current head of the Qingxu faction, Taixu Dao Chang.

The white-haired demon boy's moves are getting faster and faster, but Du Shaoyang's defense is getting easier and easier, he naturally becomes anxious, the white-haired demon boy frowned, and thought in his heart: Why, obviously he is almost dead. At this moment of distraction, Du Shaoyang's Dust Sealing Sword scratched him again, this time on his right chest. Du Shaoyang took two steps back and said loudly: "You lost, white-haired demon boy." The white-haired demon boy didn't care about so much, he flew up directly, and the white pheasant sword in his left hand drew a line, and immediately changed the sword to the injured right hand It was the same trick, a move "hermaphroditism" came out, Du Shaoyang immediately felt the power of the attack after the collision of these two sword qi, Du Shaoyang held the dust sealing sword in his left hand, and said in his mouth: "The world's artifact, you can't do it, you can't hold it." Those who do it lose, and those who hold it lose. It is a saint who does nothing, so he is not defeated, so he is not lost!" The powerful sword qi was almost about to reach Du Shaoyang's side, Du Shaoyang's body suddenly floated up, and in an instant, he actually swung ten swords in a row, his body was shaken away, and Du Shaoyang fell down. Jiang Feng saw that the situation was not good, so he hurriedly took three steps and two steps forward to catch Du Shaoyang who had fallen. Everyone was taken aback, falling like this means that Du Shaoyang is defeated. Everyone saw the white-haired demon boy on the Void Palace again, he also fell down heavily, and the white pheasant sword had already been taken off.

Jiang Feng asked with concern: "Brother Shaoyang, are you okay?" Du Shaoyang just smiled and said, "It's okay, let's see him." The white-haired demon boy fell on the roof, his white hair was disheveled, covering his face, and no one could see his face clearly. Du Shaoyang slowly pushed Jiang Feng away, took a strong breath, and said, "White-haired demon boy, I fell down, and you won today's sword competition." As soon as these words came out, the people present were extremely shocked, if this was spread, the status of the Qingxu faction in the number one sword sect in the martial arts would be shaken. The white-haired demon boy also seemed to be seriously injured, he supported the tiles, stood up with difficulty, and looked at the people of the Qingxu faction who were talking below, and suddenly he stood unsteadily, knelt down on the tiles, and said in his mouth: "How is it possible, cough cough cough." Du Shaoyang's breathing also became heavy, and he said: "If you are not satisfied with such a result, if you continue to fight, both of us will die, I believe you know this better than me." The white-haired demon boy kept coughing, and after a while, he wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, picked up the white pheasant sword, tried to stand firm, and said: "The Qingxu faction is really Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon, and it can actually use this kind of trick, cough cough, I am a leader today, and today's battle is that my white-haired demon boy lost, but I will come again." Du Shaoyang saw that he already had the intention of stopping, so he also smiled: "You'd better not come, we don't have time to wait for you." The white-haired demon boy stared at Du Shaoyang deadly, pointed at him with his right hand, and said, "You wait, Qingxuan Dao Chief." The Taixu Dao Leader suddenly spoke: "White-haired demon boy, you have been seriously injured, it is better to stay in my Qingxu Sect to recover from your injuries before leaving." The white-haired demon boy suddenly shouted: "I don't want you to pity me, if you lose, you lose, I am convinced." Tan Yuan finally couldn't bear it anymore at this time, drew his sword and pointed at the white-haired demon boy, and said, "Gu Yuanting, you come down for me! The white-haired demon boy glanced at him obliquely and said coldly, "You are not worthy of killing me." After speaking, he was about to leave, but not too far, his body could not support it, so he had to land, and when he just touched the ground, he was already unstable and fell down. Du Shaoyang, who originally seemed to be in good spirits, also seemed to be prostrations at this moment, the dust sealing sword was unstable, and the person fell to the ground with the sword and fainted.

Seeing Du Shaoyang falling, Daoist Taixu hurriedly ordered Bao Yuan and Shouyi to go over, and then said calmly: "All the disciples obeyed the order and went back to do what they had to do, Yinli and Yinle went to help the white-haired little brother up and go to the guest room to rest." Yinli and Yinle were extremely puzzled and asked, "Master, he is so disrespectful to our Qingxu faction, why do we still have..." Yinli and Yinle had no choice but to walk over, but the white-haired demon boy suddenly revealed a fierce light in his eyes, and the two couldn't help but be startled. When Jiang Feng saw this scene, he hurriedly stepped forward, stabilized their minds, and said, "You just have to go over, with me here, he is now injured internally, so he can't be blamed." Yinli nodded slightly, and walked over tentatively, and the white-haired demon boy suddenly raised the white pheasant sword and shouted: "Don't come close to me, otherwise I will really kill you." Obviously, as soon as this sentence came out, he no longer had the confidence he had before, and his words became weak. Tan Yuan pushed Yinli and Yinle away, pointed his sword at the white-haired demon boy, and said sharply: "Gu Yuanting, the account between us should be settled. The white-haired demon boy took a strong breath, looked at Tan Yuan, and said in a low voice: "Tan Yuan, don't mess with me again." You're no match for me, and even now, you don't want to kill me. Tan Yuan's face twitched, the hero sword in his hand had already made a low sound, and the white-haired demon boy looked at Tan Yuan's eyes and became resolute, so he asked, "Senior Brother Tan, do you really want to kill me?" Tan Yuan's body couldn't help but be stunned, his right hand held the sword tighter and tighter, how entangled he was in his heart, one was the white-haired demon boy who killed his father's enemy, and the other was Gu Yuanting, a genius senior brother who he had watched since he was a child, coupled with his father's last words, he and any disciple of the Imperial Sword Sect could not seek revenge against him, not for the rest of his life, otherwise his father would die without turning a blind eye, and he would not be at peace in the underworld. It is not so much that this is his last words before he died, but that this is Tan Boxiong's last poisonous oath, which weighed on Tan Yuan's heart.

The people of the Qingxu faction couldn't care about the matter between the white-haired demon boy and Tan Yuan at the moment, they hurriedly carried Du Shaoyang into the Qingxu Palace, and the Taixu Daoist wanted to check what his internal injuries were. After Jiang Feng thought about it for a while, he decided to go forward and have a good talk with Tan Yuan, so that he could give up this idea of revenge for the time being, and treat this matter rationally......

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