The second day was rainy and rainy, and the city of Fengting was not peaceful in June.

The third round of the drinking party has not yet opened, and it is the sword party that has attracted everyone's attention.

It is as strong as the Tsing Yi God General Wing Shaoran, or the Xuanhuang Sword Sect. These Jiupin peak masters, who had already become famous, came to participate in the sword meeting, which was almost a situation of sweeping the enemy. In order to avoid unnecessary damage, the City Lord's Mansion directly classified these Nine Rank Peak Masters into the final battle of the Sword Society.

The difference between the sword meeting and the cocktail party is that the attainments of the kendo are similar to but different from the way of chess, in the practice of kendo, the realm of kendo needs strength to support, and those swordsmen who stand at the highest point of the sword world do not even need to make a move, and they can suppress the opponents of the lower level by virtue of domain intention alone.

The battle for the championship of the sword club has always been born in these famous kendo nine products.

Similar to the cocktail party, the major forces use the sword and wine club to select fresh blood, and they use the help of generations of young swordsmen. The sword in their hand may not be sharp enough, but it has not been sharpened, and if they have enough talent, they will not worry about the future.

This sword meeting is to get rid of those high-ranking celebrities and screen those swordsmen who have never shown their heads.

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Under the ring, the number of spectators was still more than the cocktail party, the shouting sound shook the earth, and there were two figures talking in a low voice.

"This sword will be a little scary. Lao Duan seemed to be brewing some emotions, and said with a complicated expression: "Even if the Great God of Qi Liang did not make a move from the Xuanhuang Sword of the Northern Wei Dynasty, the masters who emerged were still a little dazzling. So far, it seems that the speed of the Northern Wei Dynasty's kendo is a little terrifying, and the four swordsmen who are known as the sharp edges of the Northern Wei Dynasty, and the Great Wei Mingzhu, are all real nine-grade existences. The younger generation can compete with them, Qi Liang is the only one in red, but it's a pity that the red-clothed child went north to Bingmu Lake, and she couldn't see her in this sword wine party. ”

Yi Xiao heard the name that was a little unfamiliar recently, his expression became a little elusive, he took a deep breath to clear up his complicated emotions, squeezed out a smile, and forcibly changed the topic: "Qi Liang doesn't have to be poor in the Northern Wei Dynasty. Do you believe it or not?"

Old Duan didn't know that he had mentioned a name that shouldn't be mentioned, and grinned. He didn't know who else in Qi Liang would be able to advance to the ninth rank before the age of twenty and compete with these younger generation of kendo geniuses. But Lao Duan believed the words of His Royal Highness Qi Liang, no matter what he said.

He touched the scar on his cheekbone and whispered, "Faith." ”

Lao Duan didn't know why Yi Xiao pulled himself to this ring today. It stands to reason that the Sword Society has been going on for so many days, that is, after Su Dashao of the Jinyu Su family lost Wei Lingshan in both battles, this little highness did not show the slightest concern for the Sword Society.

"Wu Ember Han of the South China Sea faced Nan'an, one of the four swordsmen of the Northern Wei Dynasty. Yi Xiao's breath was restrained at the moment, her face was still a little sickly pale, and she said with a smile: "Among the four swords of the Northern Wei Dynasty, Mu Fengbai's sword is the sharpest, Ding Kun's sword is the most ruthless, and Duan Ziyi's sword is the most stable. When it comes to comprehensive strength, Shi Nan'an is a step stronger than any of them, do you know why?"

Lao Duan looked at this little highness of Qi Liang in a trance, he seemed to vaguely feel that the breath of this little highness was different from usual, and the breath of the little highness became longer and longer than before, could it be caused by the cultivation of yuan power?

Rao is old Duan wanted to break his head, and he couldn't imagine that His Royal Highness's Tianqi at this moment had been cured under the two elixirs, and his breathing at this moment was long and continuous, which was caused by the dragon snake sitting on the Qinglian platform.

Yi Xiao looked at Lao Duan a little distracted, and explained with a smile: "Shi Nan'an's sword is the fastest. ”

"Martial arts in the world, only fast is not broken. Yi Xiao chuckled and said this sentence that his ears would hear calluses, "It is said that Shi Nan'an took out the sword very quickly, and the sword was returned to the sheath, and the wood that the five people hugged immediately broke off, and the section was smooth as cold, without wisps of sawdust." How fast is this a sword?"

"Yi Gongzi has a good understanding of kendo. ”

A mellow sound came from his ears, accompanied by a white shirt that came into view. A white-shirted boy looked at Yi Xiao a little casually, but said amazingly: "Mu Fengbai never thought that Yi Gongzi has attained chess skills, and his kendo insights are also unique, even if he is just eight words, he will be better than those laymen." ”

Yi Xiao was a little surprised that this Mu Fengbai would appear here, carefully looked at this young swordsman who was famous in the Northern Wei Dynasty, and remembered that he had belittled Mu Fengbai in his previous words and went to raise Nan'an, he was a little embarrassed at the moment, and was just about to speak, but was interrupted by another voice.

"Mu Fengbai's sword path is indeed inferior to Shi Nan'an now. ”

The bright yellow shirt, the lazy half-open and half-closed crescent eyes, and the dimples curled up lightly on the face.

It's not Gongzi Xiaotao, who else?

Tao Wuwu turned the wheelchair himself, looked at the white-shirted boy Mu Fengbai with a smile, and asked, "Do you think Shi Nan'an can beat Wu Yanhan in the South China Sea?"

Mu Fengbai is a young talent with excellent demeanor, even if he was pointed out that his sword path was inferior to Shi Nan'an, who was also a fellow swordsman, he did not have the slightest anger, but smiled freely and said with some confidence: "Whether you can beat it or not, you have to fight to know." ”

Wu Ember Han in the South China Sea, the Central Plains has never been famous, this time he entered the Central Plains Wind Court, and in the first battle, he met Nan'an, an extremely tricky division among the four swords of the Northern Wei Dynasty.

"A sword is a good sword. It's a pity that if there is a fight, this sword is destroyed, and it will no longer be called a good sword. Childe Xiaotao spoke slowly, looking at the ring not far away.

Shi Nan'an was dressed in white, with a short sword hidden in a white jade sheath around his waist. The name of that sword is "Nan'an", that is, since Shi Nan'an entered the ranks of the four swords of the Northern Wei Dynasty and became famous all over the world, this Nan'an sword hanging from the waist really made many people sleep.

On the other side of the ring, there was a young man with an extremely calm face. A fiery red robe touched the ground, the edges of the robe spread out like flames, his eyes were closed tightly, and a big red demonic rune was carved on the tip of his eyebrows.

Like a peacock with its eyes closed.

"Shi Nan'an is very strong. Yi Xiao was a little distracted and muttered to herself.

Mu Fengbai's original mood was as calm as water, but when he heard the second half of His Royal Highness's words, an ominous premonition surged up in his eyebrows, and he couldn't calm down in his heart anymore.

Yi Xiao looked at the fiery red demonic robe drifting away like flames, and the calm young man who was sitting with his eyes closed had no wind and no wind, and sighed softly: "It's a pity that Shi Nan'an is a little worse than the one in the South China Sea." ”

Wu Ember Han in the South China Sea.

Shi Nan'an looked at the demonic young man sitting on the edge of the ring, and subconsciously squinted his eyes.

The next moment, an extremely aggressive chill surged up in Shi Nan'an's back, he once went north to the Northern Plains, the environment in the Northern Plains was extremely harsh, and fierce beasts were rampant, even when he met the so-called Wolf King of the Northern Plains, he had never brought him such a sense of oppression.

The sword rubbed violently in its sheath, waiting for him to unsheath it.

Shi Nan'an took a deep breath and opened his eyes again, the scruples and other emotions in his eyes were swept away, and there was no superfluous distraction left.

At the same time, the fiery red robe man also opened his eyes, and with the opening of those eyes, a fiery red robe rose to the ground in an instant.

The speed was so fast that it was jaw-dropping, and even the sound of footsteps rising and turning did not come out, the fiery red robe rose from the ground, walking close to the ground, ghostly bow, the whole person was like a bow and arrow bursting out with the power of a bow, and the bluestone under his feet cracked in an instant!

"Wow!"

Shi Nan'an's pupils contracted violently, and a fiery red robe suddenly bloomed in front of him!

He stared at the fiery red that had been ushered in in an instant.

"Unsheathed!"

The sharpness of the sword is difficult to announce, and the wood of the five people is cut off in an instant!

At this moment, the Nan'an Sword erupted with a violent roar, squeezing out the sword body from the sheath, and slashing out in an instant in the strange red in Shi Nan'an's pupils!

The bright red is like a peacock opening the screen, opening and closing, amazing like a bright fireworks bursting in the dark night!

Everyone in the audience stared wide-eyed, looking at the quiet and somewhat terrifying ring in disbelief.

The dust settled.

Mu Fengbai's throat was dry and dizzy.

Yi Xiao's heart was throbbing and a little distracted.

Childe Xiaotao's face was expressionless, with a smile on the corner of his mouth.

A fiery red robe floated to the ground.

Wu Yanhan held the white jade sheath with four fingers in his right hand, and with his left hand, he pushed the sword that was only one foot out of the sheath back into the fiery red robe inch by inch, just like a peacock retracting the big red flower screen.

Shi Nan'an's face was bloodless.

He maintained the movement of pointing the blade of the Nan'an Sword at the sky, and he was a little stiff.

The sword body seemed to be as calm as water, but in fact, it trembled wildly in a subtle degree invisible to the naked eye. The trembling power suddenly erupted at this moment, from the tip of the sword to the sword body to the hilt, Shi Nan'an's complexion changed sharply, white to white, and the trembling power on the hilt was so strong and domineering that it was almost arrogant, that is, it was going to shake into his wrist and force himself to abandon the sword.

The sword screamed.

Shi Nan'an gritted his teeth, turned the Nan'an sword fight into the blade, and forced the trembling force back to the tip of the sword again, and the tip of the sword was inserted into the ring, cutting the stone silently, leaving only one hilt of the sword when it sank into the ground, which showed the sharpness.

Extremely quiet. Shi Nan'an looked at his empty waist.

Now that Wu Yanhan's sword has been sheathed.

Whose is the extra scabbard in his hand?

Shi Nan'an's face became more and more pale, and the extremely terrifying fiery red peacock opened the screen and occupied the entire mind, lingering, leaving an indelible deep impression.

The shadow of the sword slashed out from the fiery red, smashing his sword back into the sheath.

From that moment on, Shi Nan'an knew that he had lost, and he was defeated.

But he couldn't figure out how the man had taken the scabbard.

He turned around in a trance.

The fiery red robe slowly converged, like a peacock putting away its crown.

Shi Nan'an looked at the peacock from the South China Sea, and felt a little bitter in his heart.

"I'm defeated. ”

There was a loud noise under the ring, setting off a monstrous wave.

Yi Xiao saw it clearly.

This South China Sea peacock's swordsmanship is extremely exquisite, and he smashed back to Shi Nan'an's sheath sword with a sword.

What's even more terrifying is not that this peacock is faster and stronger than Shi Nan'an's unsheath.

It was the second senior brother of Gongzi Xiaotao, Wu Yanhan, and when the fiery red robe was opened, the two swords hidden deep in his waist were slightly revealed.

One long and one short, suspended on both sides.

Even if this South China Sea peacock won the victory against Guru Nan'an with such a terrifying advantage, it never revealed its true strength. With two swords hanging from his waist, this peacock is really good at two-handed swords. The left sword is hidden deeper, and the left hand is better than the right hand.

The sword in his left hand was never unsheathed, and he grabbed the sword empty-handed.

The battle ended, and the amazing name of the peacock in the South China Sea resounded throughout the Central Plains.