When Yan Long saw Yu Zhenqing on the field, he remembered one thing and couldn't help but smile. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Seeing his strange smile, An Xiyan asked curiously, "What are you laughing at?"

"I'm thinking, if Yu Zhenqing meets Yuan Suiyun, I don't know what will happen?" Yan Long said.

At this time, it happened that Linglong came to their table from Zhu Jiarou's side and heard Yan Long's words. Linglong couldn't help laughing and said, "Young Master Yan, you haven't even figured out the rules of the competition of the Sword Conference, so you're talking nonsense." There is no way the two of them will meet. ”

An Xiyan clapped her hands and smiled: "That's it, that's it." Deputy Hall Master Yan has already said it several times today. ”

Yan Long really didn't know much about the Sword Conference, and if it wasn't for accompanying An Xiyan, he wouldn't have come at all. Hearing Linglong's remarks, he couldn't help but ask curiously: "Why? If they fight to the end, with their martial arts, they will definitely run into it!"

"Yu Zhenqing is fighting for the fourth layer of the town pavilion swordsman, and Yuan Suiyun is fighting for the third layer of the town pavilion swordsman, the two of them are grouped differently, even if they are in the end, they can't meet each other. Linglong explained.

"In this way, wouldn't that be one less dragon and tiger fight, it's a pity, it's a pity. Yan Long shook his head and sighed.

An Xiyan smiled: "You seem to wish they would meet soon." ”

Yan Long smiled but did not speak.

In the ring, Yu Zhenqing did not have a sword in his hand.

Zhu Jiarou saw it and asked, "Mr. Yu, where is your sword?" Her voice was not high, but her voice pierced through the noise in the venue, and melodiously went straight to the ring.

Yu Zhenqing said indifferently: "The sword is already in his hand." After that, he turned his fingers into a sword, and the true qi at his fingertips condensed, gathering qi into bundles, and unexpectedly gave birth to a seven-foot-long sword qi. I saw that the sword qi was like a rainbow, and in an instant, the entire ring was shrouded in his sword pressure.

Fu Jinsheng's eyes widened, and he swept the heavy iron sword in his hand horizontally, blocking Yu Zhenqing's sword qi from his body.

Yu Zhenqing stared at Fu Jinsheng and said slowly: "Fu Daxia, we can start." ”

Fu Jinsheng roared, the heavy sword circled, the sword blade rolled up and soared, the human sword was one, and with a tiger step, he stabbed straight towards Yu Zhenqing.

"What a strong breath!" Yan Long sighed.

Yu Zhenqing used his fingers as a sword, facing the tip of Fu Jinsheng's heavy sword, and stabbed out. The sword qi didn't carry a bit of wind, but it was so fast that he couldn't even keep up with his eyes.

When the fingertips touched the tip of the sword, the light of Fu Jinsheng's sword blade was like a firefly touching Haoyue, and it suddenly dimmed.

Yu Zhenqing's body was like the raging waves of the Black Sea, producing an infinite impact.

With Fu Jinsheng's fierce heavy sword, he couldn't resist it, he couldn't help but retreat one after another, and after a few big steps, he retreated to the edge of the ring.

Behind him was the seat where Yan Long and the others were sitting.

Just a duel of sword qi, Fu Jinsheng had already fallen into disadvantage.

And Yu Zhenqing hasn't used his fame weapon "Chiyan Sword" yet!

The sword qi on Yu Zhenqing's fingers became more and more vigorous, and Fu Jinsheng was almost unable to hold on.

His heart was filled with rage.

If you lose like this, it's too bad.

He is known as the Vajra Fury Sword, and the more he is in a state of rage, the stronger his true qi and strength become.

Fu Jinsheng shouted violently, and a layer of blazing white true qi appeared all over his body. His robe began to crumble, revealing a body of steel and iron, and his arms were as thick as a giant tree, exposed by the exertion.

The heavy sword that fell into Yu Zhenqing's sword qi began to slowly continue to stab forward.

Yu Zhenqing's eyes showed a slight look of appreciation, but it was fleeting, replaced by a domineering aura that looked down on all beings.

The sword qi on his sword finger was strong again.

For a while, the wind was raging in the ring, and the air flow of the two sides competing for internal strength blew the eyes of everyone in the audience unable to open.

There was a sharp "boom", like a tree in winter being blown by the wind.

Fu Jinsheng's heavy sword broke from it.

The tip of the sword flew upside down.

Shoot out under the ring behind him!

There, sat Ahn Hee-yeon.

Under the duel of the internal forces of the two masters, this severed broken sword is tantamount to a fatal killing move!

On the occasion of the first thousand shots, three figures on and off the stage flashed.

"Zheng", the sword wind stops!

The broken sword was clenched in the hands of two people. And the other person stood still, hanging down the slender hand that had not yet reached the broken sword!

Yan Long pinched the tip of the sword, and Yu Zhenqing pinched the broken edge of the sword. An Xiuyun, who swept out at the same time, was half a step slower.

There was a moment of silence in the audience, and then thunderous applause.

Yu Zhenqing broke Fu Jinsheng's heavy sword with a finger sword, but he didn't expect the broken sword to fly to the stands, he didn't want to hurt people's lives by mistake, so he flew off the stage and pinched the broken sword.

Yan Long was closest to An Xiyan, he jumped out of the banquet directly, pinched his fingers, and took the broken sword. And the huge momentum contained in the broken sword was also carried down by him with Ziyang True Qi.

The momentum of the broken sword and flying stabbing stopped, and Yan Long's foothold was also slightly sunk in the stone slab.

The current situation looked like Yu Zhenqing holding a broken sword in his hand and stabbing at Yan Long.

A look of surprise flashed in Yu Zhenqing's eyes, and Yan Long's move reminded him of a person. So, he asked Yan Long, "May I ask who your Excellency is? Have we met before?"

Yan Long smiled and let go of the tip of the sword, leaving two deep finger marks on the thick spine of the heavy sword. He said to Yu Zhenqing: "I am Yan Long of the Changkong Gang. has long admired the prestige of Yu's heroes, but he has never met. ”

Yu Zhenqing's eyes flashed, and he said lightly: "I have never met?! Then I must be dazzled! It turns out that Your Excellency is the Yan Deputy Hall Master of Shanhai Hall, a young hero, Yu admires." ”

Yan Long sighed in his heart, the cut sword he took just now was the same technique as the one he took over Yu Zhenqing's "Chiyan Sword" in Red Leaf Villa, Yu Zhenqing's eyes were like torches, and he might have been suspicious, but fortunately he didn't delve into it.

At this time, Yu Zhenqing was standing under the stage, and Fu Jinsheng was standing on the stage, according to the rules, this game should be regarded as Fu Jinsheng winning. But he is a bright and upright person, he bowed his hand to Yu Zhenqing on the stage, and said loudly: "Mr. Yu, good swordsmanship, Fu Mou admits defeat!"

Zhu Jiarou rarely stood up in person and announced, "Huayang Sword Sect Yu Zhenqing wins!"

Winning this battle, Yu Zhenqing had no joy on his face, he looked at the finger marks on the sword, and looked at Yan Long thoughtfully, and in the cheers of everyone, he paced outside the venue.

The first day of the Sword Contest was successfully concluded!

Out of the venue of the conference, Yan Long saw Yuan Suiyun again.

Yuan Suiyun took the male and female disciples of the Qingcheng Sword Sect and walked over leisurely.

With a triumphant smile on his face, he said to Yan Long: "If Yan Gongzi is also a sword learner, and if he also participates in this sword conference, I believe that this conference will definitely be more exciting! ”

Yan Long raised his eyebrows and said with a smile: "The martial arts I learned are all used to beat people, and I won't learn this kind of thing." ”

Yuan Suiyun's eyes flashed, and his tone was full of provocation: "Then I don't know when I can see Yan Gongzi's martial arts of beating people?"

"Soon, soon you'll be able to see you. Yan Long said.

With that, he took An Xiyan's hand and walked away.