Zhenwu's body stiffened and looked at the Zhenwu Sword that had already fallen into the ring, and then looked at the sword blade of Jian Qingyu against his chest, and couldn't help but be horrified in his heart!

Even he himself hadn't come back to his senses, he had the upper hand just now, why did he lose so completely in the blink of an eye?

"Three moves! It's three moves!"

"Oh my God! How did he win?"

"He actually defeated the innate master so easily! Curious about the exquisite swordsmanship, no wonder he was able to defeat the innate master in the grandmaster realm!"

......

On the square, everyone saw that Jian Qingyu had only made three moves, and he miraculously defeated Zhenwu, a dignified Taoist innate master, in an instant, and couldn't help but exclaim!

"Brother Yuqing is so powerful!"

Lin Qiongling's face flushed with excitement, even more excited than defeating the innate master!

"yes! This guy is a freak!"

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"He is really a kendo wizard, not only has his swordsmanship reached the realm of no moves, but his reaction is even more sensitive and fast, and his combat talent is beyond my ability!"

Lin Yao couldn't help but exclaim!

Jian Qingyu defeated the two innate masters in three moves in a row, although he was superb in swordsmanship, but his reaction was so sharp that he was definitely beyond the reach of others!

"He's qualified to be my opponent!"

Yang Xuying's eyes flickered, and he said in a deep voice.

Hearing the voice of Yang Xuying beside him, Yun Qingyang's gaze was retracted from Jian Qingyu's body, and he looked at Yang Xuying in surprise, and then smiled, smiling like a flower, amazing and moving!

Fa'an looked at the defeated Zhenwu, sighed lowly, and said loudly: "Scattered cultivation Yuqing wins! Win three games in a row!"

Jian Qingyu smiled slightly, his body flipped over, and landed in the center of the ring, Tianyan Sword retracted its scabbard, and stood with the sword in his hand again!

"Yang Zheng, you go!"

Yang Xuying looked at Zhenwu who walked back dejectedly, turned his head to look at the handsome young man sitting among the disciples of the Yang family, and shouted in a deep voice.

"Hmm!"

The handsome young man nodded, jumped in shape, flew into the ring, hugged his fists and smiled: "In the Yang family of Yang Zheng in Xiaqingzhou, please also ask the prince of Yuqing to give advice!"

"Let's shoot!"

Jian Qingyu nodded lightly, and his right hand still held the hilt of the Tianyan Sword, making a sword draw!

Yang Zheng was not annoyed by Jian Qingyu's indifferent attitude, he nodded with a smile, he didn't pull out the long sword behind him, the iron fan in his hand was spread, his figure flashed, and he rushed towards Jian Qingyu!

Seeing this, Jian Qingyu's right hand holding the hilt of the sword slowly loosened, as if he had given up the intention of drawing the sword, and his eyes were wary of Yang Zheng's move.

Yang Zheng quickly approached Jian Qingyu, clenched his fist with his left hand, and slammed into Jian Qingyu's chest. Jian Qingyu's right hand was palmed, and he grabbed Yang Zheng's iron fist in his hand, and was about to exert force, but Yang Zheng showed his iron fan and slashed it in front of Jian Qingyu.

Sensing the strong wind coming, Jian Qingyu leaned back, just avoiding the iron fan, but he saw Yang Zheng fan, and slapped it downward towards Jian Qingyu's face.

Jian Qingyu hurriedly turned his right hand into a palm, and suddenly exerted force, wanting to shake Yang Zheng back with one palm.

Yang Zheng had already expected that Jian Qingyu's right hand had just released Yang Zheng's fist and turned into a palm, and just as he was about to exert his strength, Yang Zheng's arm slipped and broke away from Jian Qingyu's palm, and then turned his fist into a claw and buckled towards Jian Qingyu's wrist.

Although Jian Qingyu's vision was blocked, his reaction was extremely fast, Yang Zheng's claws had just caught, and Jian Qingyu had already closed his right hand and slapped it, accurately hitting Yang Zheng's claws!

"Peng!"

The strong wind swept away, Jian Qingyu and Yang Zheng both retreated, and after a fist and foot fight, they were actually equal!

"Good boxing!"

Yang Zheng sighed in admiration, his figure flashed again, and he pounced on Jian Qingyu, who also clenched his fist with his right hand and greeted him!

However, just when the two were close to each other, Yang Zheng's wrist shook slightly, and a two-foot-long sword blade appeared in the iron fan, the blade was as thin as a cicada's wing, and when it stabbed at the sword Qingyu, it was like a silk thread trembling, and no sound came out.

The sudden change caught Jian Qingyu off guard, seeing that this sharp blade was about to penetrate Jian Qingyu's fist and go straight to the heart, Jian Qingyu hurriedly turned his body slightly sideways!

The blade pierced Jian Qingyu's robe, and Jian Qingyu had already clearly felt the cold and sharp aura of the sword blade, and his face became ugly, so he quickly turned his fist into a claw and grabbed Yang Zheng's right hand.

Yang Zheng was on his arm, and the blade cut through Jian Qingyu's robe and came out, and then suddenly shook, and the iron fan instantly unfolded, and eight sword blades appeared again.

The cold light of the nine-handled sword blade flashed, crossed an arc, and slashed towards Jian Qingyu's chest, Jian Qingyu hurriedly retreated to avoid it, and looked at the strange iron fan in Yang Zheng's hand in surprise!

"This is a nine-feather sword, the fan has nine feathers, there are nine swords inside, the blade is two feet long, as thin as a cicada's wings!" Yang Zheng said with a smile.

"It's really a good sword!" Jian Qingyu nodded with a smile and said, "What a sinister sword!"

"Don't you hear that 'an inch is long and an inch is strong, and an inch is short and an inch is dangerous!'"

Regarding Jian Qingyu's sarcasm, Yang Zheng was not annoyed at all, and said with a smile: "The Nine Feather Sword is a sinister sword, and naturally it is also a dangerous sword!"

"Yes, a dangerous sword indeed!"

Jian Qingyu sneered and nodded: "If you don't pay attention to it, this is a sword that is against the master!"

"Thank you for your concern!"

Yang Zheng smiled and said, "Young Master Yuqing, aren't you going to draw your sword yet?"

"It's not time yet!"

Jian Qingyu shook her head lightly.

"Then please teach me the Nine Feathers Sword!"

Yang Zheng smiled coldly, his body burst out, the iron fan in his hand closed, the blade of the sword was withdrawn, combined into one, and stabbed at the sword Qingyu.

Jian Qingyu's body was slightly sideways, and he raised his hand to block Yang Zheng's right arm, and then his right hand slammed out with a punch.

Yang Zheng's eyes flashed with fierceness, and the iron fan in his right hand instantly unfolded, and suddenly came out of his hand, and the nine sword blades rotated with the iron fan, slashing towards the neck of Jian Qingyu.

Jian Qingyu's legs were parted, his body instantly shortened a few points, the iron fan flew over his head, and his fist continued to hit Yang Zheng.

Yang Zheng completely ignored Jian Qingyu's fist style, caught the iron fan with his left hand, threw it, and spun and stabbed towards Jian Qingyu.

Seeing the iron fan spinning and flying towards him, Jian Qingyu hurriedly withdrew his fist, his legs split to the ground, and his body leaned back.

At this time, the iron fan flew in, Jian Qingyu's left hand reached out, and the hilt of the Tianyan Sword was against the iron fan, and suddenly, the iron fan turned around and flew towards Yang Zheng at a faster speed.

Yang Zheng was about to step forward, but when he saw that the Nine Feather Sword had already flown back at a faster speed, he hurriedly reached out and caught the iron fan.

At this moment, Jian Qingyu suddenly swept towards Yang Zheng's legs, Yang Zheng hurriedly took a few steps back, and then held the Nine Feathers Sword and stabbed at Jian Qingyu.

"Boom!"

The Tianyan Sword was suddenly pulled out, and a sharp and violent aura swept towards Yang Zheng.

"Bang!"

Yang Zheng only felt a shock all over his body, and the terrifying power came from the Nine Feather Sword, and his body involuntarily retreated backwards.

"What a strong force!"

Yang Zheng said secretly in his heart, as soon as he stopped his figure, the figure in front of him flashed, and Jian Qingyu had already appeared in front of him.

"Bang!"

Jian Qingyu punched out violently, Yang Zheng only had time to raise the iron fan to block, and when a muffled sound came out, Yang Zheng's body involuntarily flew out of the ring.

Seeing that as soon as Jian Qingyu's long sword came out, Yang Zheng was instantly defeated, and there was an uproar in the square again, and his eyes looking at Jian Qingyu were already full of awe!

"Scattered cultivation Yuqing wins! Win four games in a row!"

Faan shouted in a deep voice.

Yang Zheng stood up in embarrassment, his face changed, and then he smiled and hugged his fist at Jian Qingyu and said, "Your Excellency has cultivated as a high god, admire it below!"

"Take!"

Jian Qingyu frowned slightly, clenched his fists and said lightly.

On the stone steps, Xing Shenhao rolled his eyes, a smile appeared on his face, he turned his head slightly, looked at a thin man beside him, and said, "Shenzhou, you and the Xing family brothers take turns to challenge Brother Yuqing!"

"Starfall!

When Lin Qiongling heard this, she glared at Xing Chenghao angrily and shouted.

Xing Chenghao smiled and continued: "Brother Yuqing's swordsmanship is superb, you come to the stage to ask him for swordsmanship, demonstrate it first, and then fight with him, you must not consume his innate qi and physical strength, understand?"

"Understood!"

The thin man's eyes lit up, and he nodded excitedly, and then shouted loudly, "I'm coming!" and flew into the ring!

"Starfall Hao, are you?"

Lin Qiongling listened to Xing Chenghao's instructions, and faintly felt that Xing Shenhao didn't seem to intend to take advantage of others, but she still didn't understand what he meant for a while!

"According to Brother Yuqing's character, since he has come to power, he will definitely not admit defeat, right?"

Xing Chenghao looked at Lin Qiongling proudly.

"Hmm!"

"Today is only the first day, if he fights a hundred times in a row like this, fighting viciously, sooner or later there will be a time of exhaustion, if the Dao Sect sends Na Zhenjing to make a move, won't Brother Yuqing be in danger!"