At this moment, the merchants within a radius of several miles gradually gathered over, looking at a good show in the camp of Tuldan from afar.

Feng Qingyun glanced at the large circle of graphite powder painted under his feet, and shook his head helplessly, it was really angry and funny.

It seems that this Tuldan is a little unconfident in himself, and he clearly said that he wanted to draw a circle one zhang wide, but now it is good, the big circle under his feet is twice as large, almost two zhang away.

"Feng Shaoxia, it's not too early, please take a sheep intestine clubbing first, my whole body, you can choose a place to hang it at will." ”

Jia Lao on the other end had already stood in the circle, touching the sword at his waist with his left hand, stretching out his right hand far away, making a gesture of please, and said with a smile:

"Hahaha, then I'm welcome, I just don't know where Senior Jia is going to hang this sheep intestine bubble on me?"

"Feng Shaoxia is a young hero, but the old man doesn't dare to give in, but Shaoxia is a junior, so naturally I can't embarrass you, if this is hung on my arms to affect the performance of swordsmanship, why don't I hang it on my calves?"

While talking, the two took the two handed by the little maid, blowing the sheep intestine bubble full of air, Feng Qingyun curiously turned the sheep intestine bubble in his hand, and couldn't help but shake his head and smile.

This Tuerdan is really a ghost, there are his little calculations everywhere, and the sheep intestine bubble in his hand is at least half smaller than that in Jia Lao's hand.

But this Jia Lao is really insidious, let me tie the sheep intestine bubble to my leg, isn't it just to limit my light skills, you calculate me first, don't blame me for disgusting you.

"Jia Lao swordsman is humble, then my junior will be disrespectful, I think Jia Lao is already in the age of sixties, this old age is not dexterous, so there is no need to tie my feet with me.

I see that Jia Lao hangs the long sword on his left waist, presumably he is used to holding the sword in his right hand, and the younger generation can't affect Jia Lao's swordsmanship, so he will tie this sheep intestine bubble to his left hand, after all, this sword is enough with one hand, what do you think?"

When Jia Lao heard this, his face twitched slightly, and he scolded the little fox in his heart, but Feng Qingyun had already agreed to his request and tied the sheep intestine bubble to his leg.

If he refuses his request, he will be cowardly on his face, and he will look at it with thousands of eyes outside the camp, but he must not lose the face of the young master of Quale, thinking of this, Jia Lao can only smile reluctantly, and replied:

"Since it is Feng Shaoxia's request, it is naturally necessary to meet it. Did you hear where we said? Come on, hang up the sheep's intestines for me and Feng Shaoxia. ”

With a slight tap of Feng Qingyun's feet, it was like a spirit crane rising into the air and slowly falling into the white lime circle, inside and outside the camp, all eyes were focused on him, like a star in a concert.

"You said that this little Taoist priest is full of confidence, will he win two games in a row?"

"How is it possible, Na Jia Lao has been famous for many years, this kid has some light skills, but he is definitely not his opponent compared to swordsmanship. ”

"I heard that there are a few caravan bosses, blind cats who met dead rats, and actually placed a bet on that kid, which is absolutely amazing. ”

These noisy voices came into Quale's ears, and his eyes couldn't help but wipe a trace of solemnity, and he muttered to himself:

"This Feng Qingyun looks younger than me, just with this superb light body technique, he can be among the first-class heroes of the younger generation of rivers and lakes, if this swordsmanship can still confront or even surpass Jia Lao, wouldn't it overpower me.

It shouldn't be possible, although Jia Lao said that he was born in the rivers and lakes and cultivated loosely, he lacked good internal skills when he was young, which delayed the realm of martial arts, and he was still in the realm of the late stage of the Qi Refining Realm in his fifties, but the swordsmanship he honed in the battle in the rivers and lakes was very fierce and fierce, and he had a record of killing the peak masters of the Qi Refining Realm. ”

It was noon, and the blazing sun poured down from the sky, dispelling a hint of coolness in the air in the square, and covering the withered lawn of the camp with a golden halo.

In the camp, as soon as the little maid hung up the sheep intestines for the two people who were fighting, he panicked and withdrew from the white circle.

At this moment, Jia Lao narrowed his eyes slightly, slowly walked in the field, changed his previous kind face, and a fierce momentum rose up all over his body, like a predatory beast, tightly locking Feng Qingyun's breath.

"Zheng~~"

Najia Lao wore a sheep intestine bubble in his left hand, tightly protected his waist, and stretched out his right hand, with the silver reflection of the sword body, a crisp sword sound when the metal rubbed against it sounded lightly in the square.

"Bang~"

But the strange thing is that as this clear sound suddenly stopped, a muffled sound of returning the sword into the sheath came to everyone's ears again.

"Why did this Jia Lao take back the sword again?"

"This old thing is really going to show off, is this for us to hear. ”

"Lao Sao Bao, if you don't fight, start quickly, the old and young masters are waiting. ”

At this moment, Jia Lao's face was full of shock, and the whole person was still in deep shock, and even his mouth was slightly open uncontrollably.

"Invisible... This is invisible sword qi, is this kid an innate master?"

As soon as Jia Lao's right hand pulled out half of the sword body, there was a sword qi that was fast to the peak, like a flying sharp arrow, accurately hitting the back of his hand, and the fierce impact on the sword qi forced his right hand back.

Although this sword qi did not break his body protection qi, at this moment, the back of his right hand was already slightly numb, and he didn't even feel that his blood qi was unobstructed.

All this happened too quickly, coupled with the trajectory of this sword qi cutting through the air, it was already difficult to detect with the naked eye, so that the spectators outside the camp only felt that this Jia Lao drew his sword and stuffed it back, which was really ridiculous.

"Hahaha... Jia Lao can't see that you are quite humorous, you said that you pulled it out and put it back again, I can't help but be scared when I am young, but you don't want to fool me like this. ”

Feng Qingyun on the other end was holding his waist with one hand, pointing at Jia Lao on the opposite side with the other, he had already smiled and leaned back, and his body trembled and said.

"Little bastard!"

Under the impatience and decay, Jia Lao's whole body was full of true energy, and the power of the late stage of the Qi Refining Realm gushed out, and the thick body protection qi was like an energy gauze, instantly wrapping himself tightly.

The next moment, Jia Lao's figure flickered, leaping towards the left hand, and his right hand quickly reached towards the hilt of the sword as he moved.

In an instant, the corners of Feng Qingyun's mouth raised slightly, he smiled disdainfully, and the tip of his left index finger and little finger were lightly tapped, and the two sword tricks of "Heart Ruthless Shaoshang Sword" and "Heart Clear Heart Shao Chong Sword" were used at the same time, and the sword qi was like two flying shuttles flickering, and it quickly pointed at Jia Lao's eyes.

This is the salvation of attacking the enemy!

Seeing the two swords rushing straight to his face, Jia Lao's face turned pale with fright, and he twisted his body upwards in the air, and his right hand quickly let go of the half-drawn sword, and returned to his chest and slammed it upward.

Only then was between life and death, and the two attacking sword qi were swept away in a thrilling way, but the moment he withdrew his right hand, Feng Qingyun's wrist turned, and the tip of his right finger was a little farther away.

A tactful and tortuous sword qi drew a faint arc in the air, and it was heavily lit on Jia Lao's sword hilt.

"Bump~~" with a muffled sound, and the sword was knocked back into the scabbard.

This battle was very exciting, and among the crowd attacking on the periphery of the camp, some of the guards with excellent eyesight saw Feng Qingyun's subtle means of responding to the enemy.

For a while, there were bursts of admiration and cheers from outside the camp.

Originally, when Feng Qingyun used this set of [Jiuyang Heart Sword Technique], each sword qi could not be released, and he would do his best during operation, and his internal strength would be exhausted in about ten moves.

To this day, Feng Qingyun used the intermediate martial arts comprehension volume in the system to forcibly comprehend this set of yellow-level martial arts from Xiaocheng to the realm of Dacheng.

The evolution of this martial arts can't help but increase the power of this set of sword techniques by three percent, and even more so that when Feng Qingyun uses his sword qi, he has reached the realm of retracting and releasing freely and lifting weights lightly.

If he didn't pay attention to the power of killing the enemy, Feng Qingyun could quickly send out several weakened versions of sword qi to respond to the enemy as if he pulled the trigger of the pistol in his hand under the condition of controlling the consumption of sword qi.

In the field, Jia Lao's eyes swept back and forth on Feng Qingyun's body, his eyes were full of unbelievable confusion, although he had thought that Feng Qingyun was a talented young man.

Perhaps he has outstanding talent in light skills, and has specialized in light body kung fu since he was a child!

Maybe he has been passed down by the elders of the sect, and he also has unique swordsmanship!

But Jia Lao really never expected that the most powerful thing about this kid was his internal strength!

It's like being as strong and fierce as having been cultivating for decades, and it can actually use the vast internal force of the invisible sword gang.

This kid started to practice internal strength from his mother's womb, and he shouldn't have such a strong cultivation.

Could it be that he was not ... Could it be that he is some kind of martial arts monster, rejuvenated and even reincarnated?

Slowly taking a breath of cool air, the more Jia Lao thought about it, the more incredible he felt, at this moment, he had already put away the last trace of contempt in his heart, and truly treated Feng Qingyun as a strong rival.

"Since this kid won't let me draw my sword, I will use this to consume his strength, his invisible sword gang's martial arts must be extremely consuming of internal strength, I think he can still use a few moves!"

As soon as he had a countermeasure in his mind, Jia Lao instantly condensed his internal strength and under his feet, his majestic power was like an endless river, and an astonishing power erupted in the meridians, and Jia Lao's figure turned into a light and shadow, and in the consternation of everyone, he slammed into Feng Qingyun.

The distance between the two was no more than a few meters apart, and this distance was just a breathing time for a martial artist in the Qi Refining Realm.

In the flicker of this figure, Jia Lao attacked in front of Feng Qingyun, this time he held his left hand on the scabbard, and spit it out with internal force, and the long sword was shocked by the internal strength, like a dart, and shot out towards Feng Qingyun.