Yuntang's face was slightly pale, she looked at the splash of water on the umbrella surface, her eyes flickered, and the rain lines falling in the entire sky were tilting and shaking.

"Where is the Bashan Sword Field?" she asked inexplicably.

Yu Zuochi raised the umbrella a little higher, revealing his face, "In Bashan." ”

This seems to be a very boring and boring question and answer, but those grandmasters who are standing quietly on the shore of the mirror lake know very well the meaning of this question and answer for the whole world.

Before this sword slashed the dragon, the Bashan Sword Field was unknown, but after the sword of Yunshui Palace was so lightly broken, the Bashan Sword Field was destined to be famous all over the world.

"Just defend, you can't win. "When Yuntang quieted down, all the rain lines disappeared, and Jinghu also quieted down.

Yu Zuochi put away the umbrella again and said seriously: "Of course, it's not just about guarding. ”

Yun Tang said: "Then let me see your attack." ”

Yu Zuochi head of the jaw.

He didn't move the sword first, just moved.

He stepped out and stepped out onto the water.

In this world, the low-level swordsman who is not enough to cultivate the true yuan fights, that is, he slashes and kills with a sword, and the cultivation is higher, that is, the true yuan sword, the flying sword comes and goes, and if it is higher, it is the sword as the birth, and the sword intent moves when the heart moves, attracting the power of heaven and earth.

However, his way of fighting seems to be like those lowest-level swordsmen, walking with swords.

The surface of the mirror lake is still unmoving, but it is rising at the end where the cloud tang is.

The whole water surface is tilted, and Yu Zuochi walks towards Yuntang, just like climbing a mountain.

However, he did not seem to be affected in the slightest, and he did not slow down because of this.

On the contrary, his feet stepped deep into the water, and his whole person, like a nail, pierced directly in front of Yuntang, and then swung his sword.

He wields his sword casually.

There doesn't even seem to be any trick to speak of.

However, in Yun Tang's perception, this sword was like an axe cutting down wood, and she was the wood that could not be moved, unable to dodge.

She took a deep breath.

Then she swung the blue water sword in her hand, and smashed it towards the opponent's sword as if she was wielding a firewood stick.

Such is the battle of the practitioners.

When you can't crack the opponent's sword moves, all you can compare to is pure strength.

There was a loud bang.

She and Yu Zuochi both sank, and their feet fell directly to the bottom of the wet lake, and the powerful vitality force even squeezed out the water vapor in the silt in an instant, turning it into dry land.

But the water level on the shore is rising.

The whole mirror lake turned into a bowl.

She and Yu Zuochi were in the center of the bowl.

Yu Zuochi took a leisurely look at the water curtain around him.

He saw that the people by the lake were covered by the water curtain, looking at the turquoise aquatic plants in the water like being sealed in glass, and then he looked at the cloud tang in front of him, and said softly: "I let you have some." ”

"Losing is losing, let what let. ”

Yun Tang glared at him fiercely, the unruly dark green sword light faded, she put her hands behind her back, but her expression calmed down, and suddenly smiled faintly, and said, "I'll go to Bashan to see you when I'm free." ”

Yu Zuochi's eyes lit up and said, "You have to come and I'll pick you up." ”

Yuntang waved his hand, stopped talking, and turned around to leave.

"This is leaving?" Yu Zuochi said.

"Otherwise, what?" Yun Tang said: "The sword weapon list is a false name after all, and the only one who can fight with you here should be the hundred-mile tassel of the Minshan Sword Sect." ”

"Actually, I'm not here to compete for this first place. ”

Yu Zuochi looked at her eyes seriously and said, "Actually... I am not the strongest swordsman in the Bashan Sword Field, and my junior brother Gu Liren is much stronger than me. I came here, but my Bashan Sword Field is about to open the mountain gate to accept disciples, and he also lacks a disciple, I came here, I know that there are many people in the Bashan Sword Field, and there is room for selecting disciples. ”

"Is there really a swordsman who is much stronger than you?"

Yun Tang's brows furrowed deeply, but she was a real great master after all, and she smiled proudly in an instant, "Then I really want to go to Bashan to have a look." ”

"And. ”

Yun Tang looked at him with a smile, "You deliberately called me and said this to me before I left, just because you thought that if I left like this, in the future, I heard that there were stronger swordsmen in Bashan, and you were afraid that I would feel uncomfortable in my heart?"

Yu Zuochi smiled, felt a little embarrassed again, and coughed dryly twice.

"Gone. ”

Yun Tang was free and easy, turned around and walked away, only a faint voice floated in, "Think more." ”

Yu Zuochi looked at her back, inexplicably happy, laughed, and praised sincerely: "It's really good-looking." ”

......

"Won like this?" Guo Qiujue looked at Yu Zuochi who came and looked at Yuntang who walked away, although he knew what was happening, he still couldn't believe it.

"It's annoying. ”

Baili Tassel said suddenly.

Guo Qiujue turned his head to look at him in surprise, not knowing what he meant by these two words at this time.

His voice was very cold, and the eyes of the grandmasters who were still on the shore of the lake also fell on him, and they didn't know what he meant by this at this time.

However, Yu Zuochi understands.

Yun Tang defeated Yu Qingqi, who was second on the sword list, and he defeated Yun Tang.

The owner of the sword in the clouds that was ranked first on the sword list before was in the future, plus he had defeated the master of the poison belly sword in the Dao before......These grandmasters by the lake may not be able to defeat Yu Qingqi before, so he is already the first person here.

It's just like Yu Qingqi questioned that Yunshui Palace just took advantage of the terrain before, these grandmasters in the field will also question the battle between him and the master of the poison-bellied sword that they haven't seen with their own eyes, and they will also question whether Yun Tang was defeated by his hands because of the battle with Yu Qingqi.

This kind of questioning seems annoying to Baili Tassel, who already knows something about him.

But he understands that what annoys Baili Tassel the most is that although these swordsmen on the sword weapon list are indeed very powerful, the vast majority of them don't seem to be able to make him like them.

"Come on, then. ”

It was precisely because he understood that Yu Zuochi smiled slightly, stopped by the lake, looked at him and said.

Baili Tassel nodded, didn't say a word, and drew his sword.

The Void draws its sword.

A powerful natal aura erupted from his hand.

A white snow sword grew inch by inch in his hand.

The chill suddenly set in, and hoarfrost quickly formed on the grass by the lake, and then spread further into the mountains and forests.

Guo Qiujue was speechless.

His eyes were full of amazement.

This sword mountain is already extremely high, and it is difficult for birds to cross, but when this natal sword of Baili tassel appears, it is as if there is a snow-capped mountain that is many times higher than this sword mountain appears out of thin air, and then all the coldness is drawn over and falls in this sword.

He suddenly understood why Baili Tassel was so little to talk about, and why it was so difficult to get close.

A person who can have such a sword intent in the natal sword must have been refining the sword in an incomparably lonely place for a long time.

He only faces wind and frost, fights with the all-pervasive cold, and is accompanied by sunrise and sunset, how can such a person talk much.

When the white snow sword is generated, it is already horizontal in front of the chest.

Because he understood, Yu Zuochi didn't have any courtesy, and he just held an umbrella in response.

Countless white streamlines flew in the air in an instant, silent when they appeared, but in the next moment, they let out a terrifying howl.

Bang bang bang....

Countless loud crashing sounds sounded on the surface of the yellow paper umbrella.

The faces of the grandmasters by the lake all changed.

Thousands of swords are walking in the air, just like countless swordsmen are killing with swords.

The 100-mile tassel walked calmly.

The majestic True Yuan in his body flew out from the runes of the sword in his hand, just like when he usually practiced swords at the highest level of Minshan, he fused his powerful power into the wind and snow, injected it into every fluttering snowflake, and then turned that snowflake into a sword between heaven and earth, and then cast different sword moves.

He does not seek perfection in every sword, but only completeness.

But countless swords, countless different sword moves swept towards the same person like a dense rain of arrows, this kind of fighting style was something that all these grandmasters had never seen.

Looking at the hoarfrost on their clothes, feeling the walking of the tens of thousands of swords and the crazy killing of different sword moves, these grandmasters who stayed by the lake all had a cool meaning in their hearts.

None of them felt that they could block the sword of the hundred miles tassel.

Guo Qiujue was standing directly behind the Baili Tassel, so he looked at the back of the Baili Tassel, looked at the terrifying white streamlines in front of the Baili Tassel, and when those broken wind and snow flowed through the air on both sides of his body with residual sword intent, he could clearly perceive that these swords were terrifying more clearly than the rest of these grandmasters.

However, what shocked him even more was that the waves on the mirror lake were blooming, and Yu Zuochi was constantly retreating, but the yellow paper umbrella in his hand was still not broken, not even hoarfrost.

Baili tassel sword eyebrows raised.

Then he disappeared into his own snowstorm.

In the next moment, he was already in the sky above Yu Zuochi's head.

It was as if he had jumped down from an extremely high mountain, and stabbed at Yu Zuochi with a sword, but he didn't want to stab the umbrella in Yu Zuochi's hand.

The sword intent falling from a high altitude was like a meteor, but the tip of the sword was ethereal.

Many of the grandmasters on the shore of the lake sighed in their hearts.

Strength, speed, and weirdness are often at odds with each other, and when these can be perfectly fused, such a sword is truly powerful.

It's just that in the face of such a sword, Yu Zuochi laughed.

Because that's what he does best.

The name of his sword follows fate.

His sword intent is really casual.