In the middle of the high wall of the imperial city, after hearing the words of the python-robed old man beside him, the current official family just smiled slightly and said: "Don't worry, sir, the widow has his own sense of proportion in his heart. ”

The old man's gaze still fell on Xu Yang, his eyes were as sharp as an eagle, and the silver snake-like refining patterns loomed on the back of his dry hand.

His name is Tu Tiangang, but more people like to call him the master of the organ gate, which is a nightmare for the gangsters in Kyushu.

And the "sir" of today's official family is also because he worshiped him when he was a child and studied mechanical skills, and in a certain respect, the two are indeed a master-apprentice relationship.

Xu was aware of his nervousness and seriousness, and the middle-aged emperor laughed and said, "Sir, don't be so nervous, relax, relax......" But between his words, he didn't seem to care about the purpose of Izumoko Xu Yang's origin.

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Xu Yang looked up at the silver light in the sky, and his face couldn't help but show a bit of solemnity, and said, "Could it be that this is the 'Silver Tide Sword', one of the ten swords in Shushan?" ”

I can't help but feel a little more killing intent in my heart, Shushan is one of the three sects of the Daomen, and the disciples of the sect all take it as their responsibility to kill demons and eliminate demons, I don't know how many demon disciples are lost in their hands, it can be said that the enemy meets, and the eyes are red, if Lin Yiyuan is just an ordinary disciple of Shushan, it is just a silver tide sword master, it seems that the sword master who has been recognized by ten swords, can be described as a natural sword species, if there is no accident, the worst in the future is also the great swordsman of the Yang God Realm, if it is really difficult to fight with the Heavenly Demon Sect, how many people can be cured by then?

Moreover, he had heard that among the young disciples of Shushan's generation, only two of them had ten sword recognitions, and one of them had already gone down the mountain, and he was nowhere to be found, and the young man in front of him was the only one left, and he was the mainstay of Shushan's future.

Qiao Chen'an is now so sensitive to the six senses, although Xu Yang's voice was small, but it still fell into his ears, he couldn't help but look at Lin Yiyuan in the field a few more times, he had seen the demeanor of Li Jianxin, the sword master of the Rainbow Sword in Hangzhou and Xiaozhu Mountain, and he never thought that he would actually meet the sword master of the Silver Tide Sword, one of the ten swords, today.

He felt that his swordsmanship was clumsy, and he was looking for an opportunity to go to Shushan to see if he could have the opportunity to learn a profound swordsmanship trick to make up for the shortcomings of his own attack methods, so he was more concerned about this unfinished battle.

This young silver tide sword master didn't know that there was such a spectator as Qiao Chen'an outside the field, but he was dedicated to the battle, since he was twelve years old, he devoted himself to Shushan Gate, learned swords for four years, and practiced his skills, but he didn't really do it with people a few times, not to mention that Izumo Zi Xu Yang's cultivation was much higher than him, and he was really an unprecedented enemy, and he couldn't tolerate the slightest carelessness.

Xu Yang has the identity of the White Lotus Cave Master on the surface, and he usually sends his disciples to participate in various actions of the Demon Gate, so there are not many people who know that he is the elder of the Demon Gate, and Shushan and the Demon Gate are opposed to each other, so this identity naturally cannot be concealed from them. But Lin Yiyuan was dedicated to learning swords in the door, and he never asked about foreign affairs, and this trip to the capital was the first time he went out of the mountain gate, so he didn't know Xu Yang's identity.

The sword light in the sky is like washing, the silver is like practice, the tide is ups and downs, boiling like an abyss, as if the sea and the sky are horizontal, the infinite sword light and silver wings, hanging upside down, and the awe-inspiring sword qi almost turns into substance.

Lin Yiyuan pointed a little and shouted softly: "Go!"

Suddenly, the sword fell like rain, the rolling tide sounded like thunder, and the water in the void was surging, as if there was really an ocean overturning down, and it really lived up to the name of "silver tide".

And the immeasurable silver tide, all of which are transformed by the sword qi of the silver tide sword, the sky is full of silver light, and it is long impossible to distinguish whether it is a tide or a sword, such a sword qi, an ordinary one is enough to break the gold and gravel, and it is hard to imagine the power of pouring down like this.

And this sword is called the 'Ebb Tide Sword'.

The people watching the battle on both sides of the ring, monks and strangers suddenly saw the situation of the sword light falling all over the sky, all of them were shocked, their breathing was almost stagnant, and they were even more timid, so frightened that they peed their pants and didn't know it. Although the sword was not aimed at them, the mere feeling of the tremendous momentum that threatened to overturn the mountains made them tremble.

Xu Yang bore the brunt of the blow, and could clearly perceive the severity of Lin Yiyuan's blow, and immediately let out a loud cry, opened his mouth and spit out a mouthful of black blood, his shoulders shook, and a cloud of black gas escaped from his sleeves and robes, which melted with the blood as soon as he touched it, and instantly turned into a giant with three feet tall and covered with black armor.

The black flame giant took a step forward, blocking in front of Xu Yang, two big hands probed upward, like a giant supporting the sky, the black flame in the palm of the palm rolled, turning into an inky sea of fire, the silver tide fell, and collided with the sea of fire, like snow falling into the water, disappearing invisibly.

Under the impact of the sword light, the black sea of fire exploded into ripples, but after only a moment's effort, the color of the sea of fire dimmed a lot, and finally exploded with a bang, and it was gone, the sword light lost its block, and it fell, and the black armored giant shouted in the sky, his arms were wide open, and the flames on his body surged, turning into a hovering demon dragon, stopping all the sword lights in front of him, and there was no omission, and he couldn't hurt Xu Yang in the slightest.

Under the impact of the sword tide, the black armored giant roared angrily again and again, but there was nothing to be done, at this moment Xu Yang stretched out his hand and summoned the three black lotuses in the air to his feet, fused into one, stepped into it, got up from the ground, and patted his hand lightly on the black gourd on his waist, and the mouth of the gourd automatically opened, gushing out a black tide, turning into a dark cloud, and quickly forced towards Lin Yiyuan.

This dark cloud changed for no reason, the humming sound continued, Lin Yiyuan looked at it fixedly, and found that the true face of this black tide was actually countless black hideous insects, and with a finger, the previous flying sword was recalled by him, and when it was stirred in the black tide, the sword qi sprayed thin, and it actually made a burst of gold and iron collision sounds, but only killed a dozen.

Countless small insects pounced on it, and this flying sword made of hundred-year-old cold iron only lasted for three breaths before it was gnawed into waste copper and rotten iron, and fell to the ground with a bang, this little insect can actually invade the spiritual machine!

Lin Yiyuan's face was slightly solemn, only then did he know the power of this strange insect, he made a sword finger in his hand, drew a symbol in front of him, and suddenly separated several sword lights in the silver tide, coming and going like electricity, rushing back and forth dozens of times in an instant, before killing all the small insects, but the sword qi was also wiped out.

Xu Yang smiled, and tens of millions of cantharids flew out of the gourd's mouth again, with sharp beaks like cones, flickering with ghostly light, turning into an overwhelming patch, several times more than just now, as if the black tide was also like a black tide, covering the sky and covering the sun, so it was not intimidating!

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