Shi Wenzheng walked up to Feng Junliang in despair and bowed to the ground: "That little beast is too powerful, please help the young master!"

When Feng Junliang saw Shi Wenzheng's miserable appearance, he glanced at him with some disgust, and slowly stood up: "Okay, I'll go and solve that kid." Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info" After speaking, he picked up the sword on the table, didn't look at Shi Wenzheng, and walked out by himself.

Feng Junliang came to the stage, and saw Luo Ziyu standing aside, hugging his shoulders and waiting, with a trace of impatience on his face, so he walked up to him, the corners of his mouth were crooked, revealing a contemptuous smile: "You little beast is so bold, do you know who I am?"

Luo Ziyu glanced at him expressionlessly: "Snow Sword Gate Feng Junliang." ”

Feng Junliang couldn't help frowning when he saw him calling his name: "Since you know my name, you dare to be so unreasonable?" Acquaintances quickly beg for mercy, and then get off the stage, I can still spare your life, if you provoke me, even the king of heaven and Lao Tzu will not be able to save you!"

Luo Ziyu looked at him, showing a disdainful expression: "I don't know that you still have a big name, I only know your notoriety, let me go down, you defeated me, I naturally rolled off the ring with my head, as for begging for mercy?

When Feng Junliang saw that he was not only not afraid, but also dared to humiliate himself, he immediately became angry, pulled out the sword in his hand, and pointed at Luo Ziyu with the tip of the sword: "Okay, you little beast who doesn't know the height of the sky, today I will let you know that my Snow Sword Sect Wind and Snow Sword Technique is powerful!"

Seeing that he had flashed his sword, Luo Ziyu also pulled out his sword in a hurry and gestured twice at Feng Junliang: "Just because you still dare to call it powerful in the Snow Sword Gate, come, today I will teach you this wind and snow swordsmanship." ”

Feng Junliang saw that he was even more arrogant than himself, and shouted angrily: "Take your life, the sword in your hand flickered, and the wind and snow sword technique was directly unleashed, attacking Luo Ziyu." ”

Seeing that he was menacing, Luo Ziyu raised the sword in his hand unhurriedly to fight back, still using the Mo Yun Seven Swords that entered the door.

This Feng Junliang's wind and snow swordsmanship is indeed quite accomplished, and the sword rays of the white flowers shrouded Luo Ziyu's whole body like a violent snowstorm, as if he wanted to swallow Luo Ziyu.

Looking at Luo Ziyu again, Mo Yun's seven swords were used, although there were no subtle and magical moves, but every move was used just right, there were no superfluous movements, and the seven techniques were unleashed, and there were thousands of changes hidden in it, and a sword flew up and down, not only completely blocking Feng Junliang's wind and snow swordsmanship, but also faintly suppressing Feng Junliang's tendency.

In the blink of an eye, the two of them fought for twenty rounds, Feng Junliang was beaten unspeakably uncomfortable, he would also be able to do this Mo Yun Seven Swords, the first time he practiced sword at the age of five was to learn this Mo Yun Seven Swords, and he had already practiced it proficiently, but he didn't expect this Mo Yun Seven Swords to be so powerful, and he was not inferior to his own wind and snow swordsmanship. His own set of family heirloom wind and snow swordsmanship offensive is the most ferocious, and the stormy attack can directly say that the opponent is torn apart. But this kid uses the ordinary Mo Yun Seven Swords, not only can easily defuse his own attack, but also can achieve the integration of offense and defense, and he is a little powerless to suppress himself, who is this kid?

And his sword is not ordinary, it is called Thorn Snow, which he spent a lot of money to customize from the Sharpest Villa, and the internal force is used very well, and he used it to be invincible to the enemy in the past. But today, no matter how much internal force he injected, he didn't take advantage of the kid, obviously this kid's internal strength cultivation is extremely strong, and the sword in his hand is also extraordinary.

After four or five more rounds, he finally saw the sword in Luo Ziyu's hand, only to see this sword, the hilt was five inches long, the blade was three feet long, and more than an inch wide, and the sword body was engraved with a chain, and eighteen ghosts were locked on the chain at the same time, and the hilt of the sword was a green dragon, which was coiled to the gauntlet.

Feng Junliang saw this sword clearly, and he was shocked at that time, and hurriedly attacked two moves to force Luo Ziyu back, and then jumped out of the circle, pointed at Luo Ziyu with his finger, and asked in a panic: "Who are you? Why is this evil sword in your hand! Impossible, this is impossible!"

Luo Ziyu didn't expect him to recognize this sword, and he didn't continue to attack, just stood there and looked at Feng Junliang coldly with a shocked expression.

The more he didn't speak, the more bottomless Feng Jun's conscience became, this evil town is known as the head of all swords in the world, and it is the weapon of Mo Yun, the founder of the True Yang Sword Sect, and it has always been the sword used by the heads of the True Yang Sword Sect in the past dynasties. It's just that this sword shouldn't be in the hands of Long Zhifei, the contemporary head of the True Yang Sword Sect, how could it fall into the hands of such an unknown kid?

He didn't dare to scold Luo Ziyu casually anymore, so he could only ask in a low voice: "This friend, but is it a member of the True Yang Sword Sect?

Luo Ziyu saw that he recognized it, so he no longer hid it, and simply admitted: "Yes, in the Xia Zhenyang Sword Sect Luo Ziyu, this sword was given by the master, and it is an imitation of the evil suppression, and the evil evil is still in the master's place." ”

Even if he knew that this was not the real suppression of evil spirits, Feng Junliang still opened his mouth wide, how could Long Zhifei, the personal disciple of Long Zhifei, the head of the True Yang Sword Sect, come to this Southern Eighteen Zhai Alliance and join the Yunquan Village side, could it be that he also came for that, or did the True Yang Sword Sect already know something?

Thinking of this, Feng Junliang hurriedly bowed down and gave Luo Ziyu a salute: "I have seen the True Yang Sword Sect Luo Shaoxia, just now I was unreasonable, please Luo Shaoxia forgive me, dare to ask why Luo Shaoxia came?"

Luo Ziyu glanced at him and said lightly: "I just came with a friend casually this time, but I bumped into this matter, I don't care what your purpose is, but since you have done that trick from the Snow Sword Sect, then don't blame me for being polite." Since you are in this ring, you don't have to distinguish between sect identities, and today I want to see if you Xue Jianmen really want to be the head of the Sword Sect!"

Feng Junliang heard him say this, his heart was cold, he did a lot of things, he didn't know what Luo Ziyu was talking about, seeing that Luo Ziyu didn't want to let go of himself, if he blindly showed weakness, then the Snow Sword Gate would not be looked down upon in the rivers and lakes? For today's plan, only by defeating this Luo Ziyu can he save face, anyway, this is in the ring, even the True Yang Sword Sect can't find fault with himself.

Thinking of this, Feng Junliang waved the sword in his hand and said loudly: "Then since Luo Shaoxia wants to learn from each other, then I, Feng, will accompany me to the end today." ”

He deliberately let the audience hear the word "sparring", in order not to be troubled by the True Yang Sword Sect.