Jiang Jianzong, who learned art at a young age, studied under the Xinhu Sword School, and named his master as the "Three Songs" Yang Zhiqiu in the Nine Songs of the Heart Lake. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

"There are few opponents in the same realm of Qingfeng Swordsman, even if he doesn't win and never loses, he is a real five-grade romance. ”

"You can't live by self-abuse, Bai Gongzi has already warned him, what kind of strength does he have to say what kind of words, if he wants to be arrogant, he must pay arrogant capital, otherwise he can only bear the consequences. ”

"I heard that it came from Lingnan, such a wild place, no wonder it is such a bold and unashamed person. "There is laughter, looking down on outsiders outside Jiangnan.

"I can't figure out whether it's six or seven, but it's definitely not five, dare to cross the border and provoke, this kid is a madman or a fool. ”

"What's the difference between a madman and a fool?" asked a ranger with a sword in his hand.

The high-roller who looked at his age smiled and said: "Little brother, I don't understand, fools are really stupid, and crazy people may not be really crazy, because those who dare to go crazy are fearless." ”

Is the young man in white really fearless? At least until now, people have only seen his incompetence.

The surrounding discussions did not affect the two people who were going to compete in the field, and after Gu Fang Shubai Yifei and the others moved, and Huo Xiaoqing also stood aside, the crowd consciously gave up a large open space.

More and more people came over, and even the people competing on the stage also suspended the fight, I heard that there was an arrogant boy from Lingnan, who dared to skip the level of challenge, no matter what the internal situation was, but now the two of them are really going to do it.

Yan Lai's face was not nervous, and he didn't know how sure he was, although after the assassination a while ago, he entered the Tongmai stage from the Qi Condensation Period of the Seven Grades in one fell swoop, but after all, he was still cultivating, so it was still the realm of the Seven Grades.

With seven grades against five grades, no matter how you look at it, it is a mortal game, and it is no wonder that the people around him are waiting to see his jokes.

No matter how Jiang Jianzong looked at that guy, he was pretending to be relaxed, and he felt even more funny, of course, if he hadn't eaten this kid, he wouldn't have jumped out first.

After all, in the past few years, if you want to maintain a winning streak, in the final analysis, vision is very important.

On this occasion where heroes from all walks of life gather, someone took the initiative to send an opportunity, as far as he was concerned, how could he let it go, not to mention that this kid really looked unpleasant.

He didn't mean much to Huo Xiaoqing, mainly because with Gu Fangshu and Bai Yifei in front of him, Jiang Jianzong knew each other very well, but when everyone in the world didn't know you, a woman like Huo Xiaoqing didn't come with her fingers hooked, even if it was around today, there were many beautiful women who were watching the excitement, these fledgling girls, it was best to get started.

Thinking of this, he couldn't wait.

"My son's words are counted, ten moves, as long as you can block my son's ten moves, you will be innocent of this matter today. ”

Jiang Jianzong was behind the sword, and he seemed to be a jade tree in the wind, worthy of being a well-known Qingfeng swordsman, and this kind of bearing could only be possessed by those disciples of the sect who were full of background.

The Heart Lake Sword Sect, how to say it, is also one of the best forces in the southern martial arts, between the first and second ranks, although he Jiang Jianzong is only a nominal disciple, but over the years, he has indeed not lost the face of the Heart Lake Sword Sect, I heard that there is already a voice in the door, ready to promote him to a formal disciple, in this way, even Bai Yifei has to sell his face, not like now, in this small group, he is just a vassal.

"Jiang Gongzi is worthy of being a famous disciple, and if he draws ten moves, this kid only has seven grades, and it is not considered bullying him. ”

"What is said is that if this kid can block Jiang Gongzi's ten moves, he can be regarded as a top person in this sequence. ”

"I'm afraid I can't block ten moves, I've seen the nine-song immortal sword of the Heart Lake Sword Sect, just and soft, formless and phaseless, making it difficult to figure out, Jiang Jian's master is from Yang Zhiqiu, no matter how bad it is, you can get three points of essence. "This is a small accomplished figure in the field of kendo, and he is also one of the few figures on the Sipintai, and his analysis is naturally convincing.

In this way, the wind of discussion has become how many moves the young man in white can support, and there are even good people who bet on each other privately, escalating this quarrel.

The clansmen of Huojiazhuang naturally knew about the movement here, but after seeing Huo Xiaoqing's figure, they didn't plan to interfere, the daughter of the owner of the village has always been self-conscious, just like Yan Lai guessed, to this day, she does have a lot of say in the family.

Even if Jiang Jianzong drew the line, Yan Lai still didn't react at all, and stood there like a nobody.

Jiang Jianzong was slightly angry in his heart, he originally wanted to see the face of the master's family, and just teach him a lesson within ten moves, but now it seems that this lesson should be profound.

"Seeing that Ning Gongzi is so confident, Jiang Mou is not easy to hold up, Ning Gongzi, the sword has no eyes, be careful. Jiang Jianzong slowly drew his long sword, shining with dazzling light in the sun.

Everyone could hear the change in the attitude of the Qingfeng Swordsman, and it was also that this young man from Lingnan really didn't take people seriously.

Yan Lai smiled slightly: "Draw the way of ten moves, do you want to show your chivalry, or your ability, today I have nothing to do with you, since you want to be strong, don't be coy in front of Ning." ”

"What a sharp tooth!" Jiang Jianzong's eyes were cold, and he drew his sword with a "bang", and the qi instantly spread like a rushing torrent, and the people around him felt that powerful power.

As soon as he stepped on it, the speed was so fast that he stabbed the long sword in front of Yan Lai in the blink of an eye, and the true qi solidified the sword body, which was even more shining in the sun, with a fierce momentum, which was daunting.

"Okay!" only one starting style won everyone's applause, Jiang Jianzong can be called a model for everyone whether it is gathering momentum or making a sword, there is no slightest drag in the mud and water, as soon as the move comes out, it makes people feel that the wind and rain are coming, no wonder he has made a name for himself in the rivers and lakes early, and he is really not a wasted person.

"With this sword alone, there are three sword Yang Zhiqiu six-point sword intent, at such an age, it is rare. The one who opened his mouth was a white-bearded figure, standing on the stage with the patriarch of the Huo family and watching.

"The Qingfeng Swordsman only made one move, and he scared this kid stupid. ”

In the eyes of everyone, Yan Lai, who is still unmoving, naturally looks like a wooden chicken.

"Jianzong, be merciful. Bai Yifei smiled slightly, and had already seen the picture of the arrogant boy's blood splashed on the spot.

Even Huo Xiaoqing frowned, whether this kid was big or really powerless.

Just when everyone thought that Jiang Jianzong was afraid that he would see blood in one move, Yan Lai moved.

"It's kind of interesting. ”

The young man in white raised his sword and raised it, with a soft clang, and the tail of the scabbard was impartially against the tip of the sword that stabbed at him.

"Impossible!"

The shocked expression not only came from Jiang Jianzong, but the guys who all thought that Yan Lai would be pierced by a sword all let out an exclamation in disbelief.

The scene in front of me is like a confident vaudeville artist, after doing some careless and dazzling foreshadowing, but it is suddenly debunked by an audience, and it is embarrassing for a while.

The same is true for swords, the so-called one move and one style are actually mutual, even if you can capture the true intention of the other party, you can see the move, and the stronger one is to kill the other party in turn.

It's not that there is nothing like Yan Lai, but most of them will only appear when the older generation trains the younger generation, to put it bluntly, it is to teach the arts.

It's okay to be a famous kendo family or elder in Yanlai, but now that it's a competition between the two sides, it's obviously a naked insult.

Jiang Jianzong shouted "ah", changed his tricks and came out again, anyone could see his annoyance and anger, and he had already drunk the killing intent.

Qingfeng swordsman, the posture of the five grades, was forced to stop by a seven-grade opponent with a sword, breaking the delusion and seeing the truth, so in front of everyone's eyes, the kendo cultivation that he was proud of became a child's play, I am afraid that the onlookers are lively, those warriors who are obviously inferior to him in order will also give birth to Jiang Jianzong's swordsmanship is nothing more than such a thought.

Kill, kill, kill, kill!

At this moment, Jiang Jianzong had only one thought in his heart, even if he won the other party, he would not be able to wash away the shame of Fang Cai, and only by leaving the other party's life could everyone know what kind of price he needed to pay for angering him Qingfeng Swordsman.

The Breeze Swordsman has become a Storm Sword Demon.

The elegantness of the three-song sword Yang Zhiqiu, the momentum of the Tibetan wind is gone.

This time, Yan Lai no longer used his sword to resist, but was like a lonely boat under the other party's storm, letting him fall in the rain, still proudly going against the current.

How many thrilling killing moves have been avoided by his strange body style, and the young man in white who was shrouded by the sword momentum did not have a little nervousness and panic on his face at all, no matter whether he advanced or retreated, he seemed to be at ease, and what he brought to the audience was the chic figure swaying in the wind.

Ten moves? I'm afraid there are more than fifty moves.

Jiang Jianzong not only didn't take down the other party within ten moves, but was also led by the nose by the young man in white, and the clear-eyed person knew at a glance that the Qingfeng swordsman had fallen into the rhythm of the other party, and looked like he was still attacking, but he had actually fallen behind.

The competition on the field has only given the audience two pieces of information so far, one is that the young man in white is really arrogant, and he hasn't even drawn his sword until now. The second is that he is playing Jiang Jianzong, and he hasn't played enough.

"Yikes!"

Jiang Jianzong didn't know his current situation, but he didn't want to believe that he was just a seven-rank child, but he had just learned a very powerful body method, so he could only avoid it, and he couldn't fight back.

It must be so.

Huo Xiaoqing's red lips bit lightly, looking at the figure who was not in a hurry or impatient, and saw that he was no longer arrogant, but turned to a peaceful demeanor, she wanted to ask the other party a question, just one question, do you believe that there is a hateful sight in this world?

This damned prodigal son!

Bai Yifei's face was ugly, and he thought that he was not much different from Jiang Jianzong.

Gu Fangshu was already frowning, not knowing what he was thinking.

Just when Jiang Jianzong's sword momentum was in chaos due to the increasingly frantic invasion of killing machines, just when more and more pairs of eyes showed anticipation, a smile appeared on Yan Lai's face.

"I have a sword. ”

Boom!

The sword light was cold, chanting a real swordsman's grace, and time seemed to stop at this moment, so the surprise and shock were all frozen by the demeanor of this sword.

"It's a long way off!"

The sword came out, and the eight directions were silent, no one applauded, only two figures passing by each other, standing with their backs to each other.

Yan Lai's face was cold, he put away his sword and took his hand, and he didn't look back: "The sword is like its own person, opportunistic, these five products have their appearance." ”

Burst!

Jiang Jianzong's face was pale, a mouthful of blood spurted out, and he fell to the ground, and on his chest, there was a red blood flower, although it was not fatal, it was a shame.

Jiang Jianzong, a person from Hezhou, a martial arts family, has few talents, is young and romantic, his father named Jianzong, hoping that he can establish a sect and a faction, and sing through the ages.