Han Baoju's eyes were stunned, and he thought in his heart: "If he wants to kill me, I will already fall in a pool of blood at this time, and I still don't know how to ridicule him, it's really ??????" Zhao Zhijing looked at Han Baoju, who had froze, his figure flashed, and the long sword was pressed towards Ke Zhen beside him, Zhao Zhijing did not restrain his voice, Ke Zhenwei felt the sound of Zhao Zhijing's long sword approaching him, holding his own fine iron wand, which was not much different from his body, in his hand, the wind and thunder, the heavy wand of the wand waved in his hands, and suddenly increased a lot of strength, and hit the wooden sword stretched out by Zhao Zhijing. The light wooden sword and the heavy fine iron wand intersected between the two of them suddenly loud, Zhao Zhijing's body stood up without the slightest shaking, until Ke Zhenwei opposite him felt a huge force coming from his iron staff, and after taking a few steps back, he stuck his iron rod on the ground before stopping, Ke Zhen's evil luck felt that he did not have the slightest pain on his body except for some pain in the tiger's mouth, and immediately knew that it was Zhao Zhijing's subordinates who showed mercy, and did not come to attack Zhao Zhijing without knowing what to do, but quietly breathed beside him.

Seeing that his eldest brother was pushed out of the battle circle by Zhao Zhijing with a sword, the remaining four people rose up to Zhao Zhijing one after another, Zhu Cong opened the iron fan in his hand, and the curved fan approached Zhao Zhijing's throat with a trace of sharp air; Nan Xiren held the pure steel flat pole that he relied on to become famous with both hands, and the heavy flat pole hit Zhao Zhijing's chest; the big scale rod in the hands of the whole blonde hair twisted towards Zhao Zhijing's feet, which was to attack his lower plate; as the only one holding a sharp weapon, Han Xiaoying's long sword in his hand, looked like the least dangerous, but Zhao Zhijing felt the slightest threat in this simple swordsmanship。 Zhao Zhijing saw the approaching four people, the wooden sword in his hand instantly cut through the air flow, and the tip of the sword was pointed on Zhu Cong's iron fan, Nan Xiren's pure steel flat pole and the all-blonde large scale pole respectively, and "ding" "ding" "ding" "ding" came out of the air The three crisp sounds, the three of them have been forced back by him, and then Zhao Zhijing is three swords, the three sword shadows are slowly approaching the chests of the three people, the three of them look at the slow sword shadows before they have time to dodge, the sword shadows have been dotted on their chests and slowly dissipated in the air, the three of them looked at the idle sword shadows only felt a huge force attacking, and the body couldn't help but retreat, after leaving the battle circle, the three of them saw that the clothes on their chests were not torn, it turned out that the three sword lights only forced the three of them out of the battle circle.

At this time, only Han Xiaoying, the youngest sister of the Seven Monsters of Jiangnan, was left, and everyone outside the field thought that Zhao Zhijing would defeat her in the next moment, but the truth was always unexpected. Zhao Zhijing followed Han Xiaoying's swordsmanship one move at a time, and the swordsmanship was used over and over again in Han Xiaoying's hands, Zhao Zhijing felt a strange aura in her swordsmanship, Zhao Zhijing thought about it carefully, isn't that the artistic conception of the best martial arts of the top master! When he wanted to communicate with Hong Qi, Zhao Zhijing saw the phantom of the golden dragon in front of him, and he also felt the majesty of the faint dragon, that is, the dragon might. At this time, I felt another artistic conception on Han Xiaoying's sword, how could I not surprise Zhao Zhijing! I fought with her at will, and let her use her Yue Nu swordsmanship a few more times, and I felt almost it, Zhao Zhijing slowly took a sword in his hand, and pointed it on Han Xiaoying's long sword, Han Xiaoying felt the long sword in his hand shock, and he suddenly slipped out of the grass, and then Zhao Zhijing put away the sword and stood in the middle of the field and said: "Thank you for your advice, a few seniors" After saying that, he saluted several people in the seven monsters of Jiangnan.

At night, next to the still burning fire, several people sat together, at this time Guo Jing was telling his mother about the fight between Zhao Zhijing and several of his masters during the day, there was no ridicule of his masters losing the competition, only the excitement of seeing the profound martial arts, and several people in the Jiangnan Seven Monsters listened to Guo Jing's simple voice at this time and sighed: "Zhao Daochang's evaluation of Jing'er is really good, there are not so many twists and turns in his mind, such an apprentice is already good."

Listening to the fact that everyone in the audience had stopped talking, Zhao Zhijing got up and said: "Thank you, a few seniors and Aunt Guo have taken care of me in the past few days, tomorrow my junior brother will return to Chongyang Palace to take my life to Uncle Qiu, today our senior brother will be out of company, and I hope that a few seniors and Aunt Guo will forgive me" After that, Zhao Zhijing and Yin Zhiping said goodbye to a few people and returned to the yurt prepared for them. At this time, Yin Zhiping said to Zhao Zhijing: "Senior brother, listen to what you just said, you won't go back to Zhongnanshan with me tomorrow, I don't know what is going on with you?" Zhao Zhijing turned around and said: "Zhiping, I didn't expect you to notice my words, I have some feelings in the battle with several seniors, so I won't go back to Zhongnanshan with you, I still have to practice in the desert for a while, you go back to your uncle first." After packing up, Zhao Zhijing walked out of the yurt.

Zhao Zhijing came to a yurt, that was Han Xiaoying's residence, there was no other yurt next to it, Zhao Zhijing walked to the door and said: "Is Han senior here? Zhao Zhijing came to visit" Han Xiaoying in the yurt heard Zhao Zhijing's words, her face was flushed with a touch of red before she fell asleep, and at night, there was a bloody person in front of a woman's door to call the door, and it was not surprising that everyone would be a little red when they were in a hurry. Han Xiaoying walked out of the yurt and looked at the young man with superb martial arts in front of him, seeing his sword eyebrows and starry eyes, his face was like a crown of jade, his eyes were crossed by a Dao essence, and his face couldn't help but blush a little.

Zhao Zhijing saw Han Xiaoying come out and said: "Senior Han fought with you today, the impact on the next is great, in the future, I hope that Senior Han will not hesitate to teach, if Senior Han is afraid of missing out on learning, I am willing to use a swordsmanship I know to exchange with my seniors" Zhao Zhijing, who finished speaking, looked at Han Xiaoying in front of him with bright eyes. Han Xiaoying's face showed a hint of doubt after hearing this, and she thought in her heart: "This person's martial arts are much higher than ours, why do you want your own Yue Nu swordsmanship" Zhao Zhijing saw the doubts on Han Xiaoying's face and said: "This matter is very important to the next and I hope that the seniors must agree, and if you want to come to the seniors, you can also go to a few seniors to discuss, retire first, and come back tomorrow to discuss this matter with the seniors" After saying that, Zhao Zhijing raised his hand to Han Xiaoying and saluted, then turned around and walked towards his yurt.

After Zhao Zhijing turned around and left, Han Xiaoying thought about it carefully and asked her brothers, the so-called one person is short, and everyone is long. The remaining six people in the seven monsters of Jiangnan in the yurt were sitting together at this time, and Han Xiaoying told Zhao Zhijing what Zhao Zhijing had said to her to several brothers one by one, and several people immediately quieted down after hearing this! The short-tempered Han Baoju said: "Let's not be afraid of him, if he robs the seventh sister's sword spectrum, I will fight with him" At this time, Zhu Cong, the second child, coughed lightly and stopped Han Baoju's words and said: "We have already fought with him today, do you think just a few of us can stop him?" After that, he turned to Han Xiaoying and said. Seventh sister, he didn't say that he was willing to exchange a swordsmanship in his hand with you, right?" Han Xiaoying nodded after hearing this, and Zhu Cong continued: "I think the swordsmanship in his hand will not be worse than the swordsmanship in Seventh Sister, since he is so sincere, you can exchange this swordsmanship with him! I think Seventh Sister, your swordsmanship is not something that cannot be passed on!" Han Xiaoying nodded after hearing this, and then everyone left the yurt and returned to their residences one by one.