The battle between swords on the rivers and lakes has been a long time, and those who use knives look down on those who use swords, thinking that in addition to the most powerful people in the world, the people who use swords in the world are some of the flowers that are not used, but on the rivers and lakes, the people who use swords, masters, generations, and those who use knives, so many years, there has been a hundred miles of chaohua in recent years, and it is expected to provoke the girder of the sword.

And those who wield swords, they do not despise those who wield swords, they despise all those who use other weapons in time.

On the street, Ye Yiming slowly drew the knife, and there was a piercing friction sound between the blade and the scabbard.

The people around, looking at this scene, let out bursts of exclamations, retreated again and again, and ran to tell each other, both panicked and excited.

After a while, hundreds of people surrounded the narrow street.

However, there were still a few people around who easily squeezed over.

The first to arrive was the current head of the Fire Sealing Gate, the Wind Breaking Sword Yang Zhen, who was already in the city, got the news and immediately rushed over.

At this moment, he was standing at the front of the crowd, with his arms folded in front of his chest, and he was tall and mighty, handsome and chic.

Immediately afterwards, that Liu Yidao also arrived, and he was a little away from Yang Zhen, and he also looked at the knife in Ye Yiming's hand, and couldn't help but feel a pang in his heart, thinking that the swordsman on the opposite side was also a famous swordsman on the rivers and lakes, and he was looking forward to this competition.

A lot of people from the rivers and lakes came one after another, relying on their body to squeeze out the people who were originally standing in front, and they didn't mind attracting countless scolding voices, and they only stared at the two people in front of them.

Lu Junshou also came, and the guards at home squeezed through a small path in the crowd, but the bloated body still struggled to squeeze in.

As soon as he came in, he saw the white-robed boy standing with a sword in front of him, and his face immediately put on an earnest smile, and he arched his hand and said: "Xiaguan Fenghuazhou Dongjun County guards Lu Zeyuan, and I have seen Master Hou." ”

Li Wenshuo nodded lightly, not very surprised, after all, his position as a marquis, even if he has no real power, in Liyang, where it is extremely difficult to obtain the title, is still very noble.

Ye Yiming frowned slightly, slightly displeased, but he didn't dare to be careless, unlike those previous opponents, Li Wenshuo in front of him, just standing here brought him huge pressure.

"Don't you draw your sword?" Ye Yiming frowned.

Li Wenshuo's eyes were also slightly narrowed, this Ye Yiming is not simple, he is even more powerful than he imagined.

It's not that he doesn't like to compete with others, on the contrary, although he is lazy, he likes the kind of martial artists who shuttle between blood and light.

Just like on Mount Hua, the happiest thing is to compete with Dugu.

But even he had to admit that among his peers, it was too difficult to find another Dugu enemy.

Even an ordinary opponent in the first realm of Xuan Che couldn't put any pressure on him at all, let alone the younger generation who were only just entering the front now.

If you really fight with someone, it arouses interest, but it is solved in three or two clicks, and you can't fight happily at all, that feeling is too uncomfortable.

"Brother, to be honest, your knife is not very good. ”

Li Wenshuo felt that the guy in front of him was worth shooting, but he didn't want the other party to affect his interest in this competition because of weapons.

"Hmph, it's enough to cut you!" Ye Yiming naturally knew whether his knife was good or not, but he had never used any good knife in his life, and he was not willing to spend so much silver to build a weapon.

Li Wenshuo shook his head with a wry smile, and with a flash of movement in his hand, there was an extra three-foot-long sword, and everyone around him, except for Ye Yiming, didn't even have one who could see his sword drawing clearly.

At this moment, there was a chuckle from the crowd, and I saw a young man in a black shirt take two steps forward, bowed to Li Wenshuo, and said, "In Xia Liu Ling, I have seen Master Hou, I don't know if I can interrupt the competition?"

"You are Liu Yidao, one of the three young heroes of Dongjun?" Li Wenshuo had a playful look on his face, wanting to see what this person was going to do.

"In front of Hou Ye, he can't afford to be a young man, but he can't see that Brother Ye has disturbed Hou Ye's interest in martial arts because of the bad weapons in his hand. ”

As he spoke, he showed the treasure knife in his hand, and as soon as Fang came out of the sheath, there was a flash of cold light, and Rao is Li Wenshuo had to admit that this was a rare good knife.

"Brother Ye, take the knife!"

Ye Yiming subconsciously reached out and took the treasure knife handed over in the air, was slightly stunned, looked at Liu Ling on the side, and frowned slightly.

But this Jianghu martial artist known as Liu Yidao just smiled slightly and said, "Brother Ye, fight hard, don't lose my face as a son of Dongjun." ”

Ye Yiming nodded slightly, then turned around, bent forward, and gathered momentum slightly.

This is just a fairly subtle action, but in the eyes of the surrounding masters, it has an extremely strange feeling.

Li Wenshuo squinted slightly, the broken teeth in his hand were raised slightly, and he did not take the lead, if it was a battle of life and death, he would naturally try his best to seize the opportunity, but if he was just fighting, he wanted to see what the opponent was capable of.

Ye Yiming had already gathered momentum to the extreme, but his body was still depressed, obviously only his feet were on the ground, but his body was almost on the ground.

With such a strange accumulation, the atmosphere in the air has also become extremely oppressive, and no one dares to speak, fearing that once the voice breaks this atmosphere, the next moment the two sides will start to attack like a storm.

People consciously retreated, leaving more and more space for the two.

Finally, Ye Yiming moved, and on the long street, there was a sudden wind.

Ye Yiming was wearing a pair of worn boots on his feet.

The soles of his boots stepped on the long street, leaving shallow footprints.

With each footprint, a cloud of smoke erupts from the cracks in the bricks of the ground.

No, it's just a momentary picture.

In fact, when Ye Yiming took the first step, his figure began to blur, and then disappeared.

Li Wenshuo's eyes became incomparably brighter, as if there was an eternal lamp burning in them.

He was very excited, it turned out that this Ye Yiming was so strong!

Obviously there was nothing in front of him, but the broken teeth slashed forward unceremoniously.

Listening to the sonorous sound, the swords were close together, and people only felt that as soon as there was a flower in front of them, Ye Yiming crossed the distance of more than ten zhang and appeared in front of Li Wenshuo.

Swords stuck together.

Sparks were flying, but the smoke from the first step hadn't shaken up a foot.

Just one move is to make countless people around you ashamed, what kind of speed is this!

Although they had been prepared in their hearts, Yang Zhen and Liu Ling couldn't help but shrink their pupils, but they didn't expect that this Ye Yiming, who had no door and no faction, would be able to reach such a point by relying on his talent and diligence.

Lu Junshou, who didn't understand martial arts, was also shocked and opened his mouth wide, in his eyes, this kind of scene was no different from an immortal.

What the people around him thought, Ye Yiming didn't know, he just felt that this Li Wenshuo had a lot of strength in his hand, although he didn't do his best, but the attack that had been gathering momentum for a long time was easily blocked by the opponent.

He began to change his moves, let go of the opponent's sword, and was obviously still standing in front of Li Wenshuo, and the knife in his hand came to Li Wenshuo's back.

Li Wenshuo's eyes became brighter and brighter, he had never seen such a move, as if the person standing in front of him was not a human, but a beast in the jungle.

But excitement is excitement, and in the face of such an attack, he has to be careful.

The opponent turned out to be a master of the Xuanche realm, and his sword skills were sharp, which was rare in the world!

A well-behaved Su Qin sword blocked the opponent's attack, and then the corners of Li Wenshuo's mouth hooked up a smile.

As soon as the long sword in his hand was drawn, he pulled the long knife in Ye Yiming's hand and turned it behind him, and at the same time, his left elbow smashed heavily into Ye Yiming's cheek, which was an unceremonious move.

Ye Yiming's eyes didn't flicker, although the opponent's move was very sudden, he was also extremely calm.

The five fingers of his left hand were unceremoniously clenched into a fist, meeting Li Wenshuo's elbow, and at the same time leaning forward, his right leg was raised, and his knee hit Li Wenshuo's thigh.

Then Li Wenshuo bent his legs and only heard a muffled bang.

The stone slabs flew, the smoke and dust flew, countless deep traces like spider webs appeared on the streets, and countless shops around them fell in the wind!

The warm spring breeze is blowing leisurely.

The smoke and dust gradually cleared, revealing two figures that were stalemate together.

The two of them resisted with their hands and feet, and the sword was also stuck in Li Wenshuo's back, wrestling silently.