"Whew!"

The iron and wood long sword in the sword in his hand moved, pointing directly at Zhong Yin, the center of his eyebrows, not waiting for Zhong Yin to parry, the sword blade turned, brush, brush, three styles, and attacked him in the upper, middle and lower three ways.

Zhong Yin's ironwood long sword in his hand pulled a sword flower, and went up with his body, the tip of the sword was a little, and with a stroke, his body advanced and retreated, defusing the first wave of attack without injury.

"Big brother, watch out!

Jian Wuxian raised his eyebrows and reminded.

The ironwood long sword in Zhong Yin's hand pulled the sword flower, stepped on the snow to find the plum with a move, and attacked the sword without injury. At this moment, he seemed to be in a snowy night, and plum blossoms rolled towards him along with fluttering snowflakes, as if he could still smell the fragrance of plum blossoms.

"Zheng!Zheng!Zheng"

The sword was not injured or defensive, and the ironwood long sword in his hand stabbed out again and again, and the sound of the sword was endless for a while, although it was not as crisp as the iron sword, but it had a more low and heavy feeling.

"Good!"

At this moment, the guards of the Xingchen Pavilion under the martial arts arena were dumbfounded, the sword, it could still be done like this, if it was in a situation where the sword was not harmed, what should it do?

They involuntarily compared the way the sword was handled without damage with their own, and finally came to the conclusion that if it was themselves, they would definitely swing their swords to resist, and then wait for the opportunity to attack, so that they would inevitably lose the opportunity and be restrained everywhere.

Of course, if the strength is higher than the opponent's direct force, it will be an unchanging truth to reduce ten times with one force.

In this way, the true meaning of this game is lost, and the rivers and lakes are no longer rivers and lakes.

"Zheng!Zheng!"

The ironwood long sword in the hands of the two was divided with a touch, and after more than ten moves, the two of them struck each other once, and they both took a few steps back and stood still.

"Big brother, how can you cheat!"

Jian Wuxian finally had a chance to speak at this moment, and looked at Zhong Yin with an angry face.

"Fourth brother, it's just begun, if it's not for you to speak, I'll stop and wait for you to fail, the battle between the rivers and lakes is not child's play!"

Zhong Yin looked at the sword with a solemn expression, it was unacceptable to have such thoughts in the competition.

"Big brother! I know! Isn't this a competition with you!"

Jian Wuxian smiled and said unconcernedly.

"Fourth brother, you don't want this idea, as long as the sword in your hand is unsheathed, you must go all out, which is not only responsible for yourself, but also respectful for your opponent!"

Zhong Yin frowned slightly, the sword was not injured after all, he was a little younger, although he was traveling with them during this time, he was protected by them, and the rivers and lakes were sinister after all.

"Got it! Thank you for the reminder, no injuries have been recorded!"

It didn't feel like Zhong Yin was joking, and he paid attention to the sword without injury.

"Zheng!"

The iron and wood long sword in the hand of the sword was unharmed, and suddenly swung at Zhong Yin, one move, one style, leaving no room at all, whether it was a full attack, or a sneak attack.

Zhong Yin was about to speak, but he didn't expect that the sword would shoot without injury, and as soon as he made his move, he tried his best, and he was extremely embarrassed for a while.

The ironwood long sword in his hand slashed one circle after another in front of him, and the moves flowed, and the connection made people traceless and flawless.

Suddenly, it was the flowing water sword technique that I learned some time ago, this first-class defensive sword technique.

The iron and wood long sword in the sword in his hand was as if it had struck on the surface of a calm lake, and only a wave rippled before it returned to calm.

No matter how quickly he sped up the attack speed of the ironwood sword in his hand, Zhong Yin still walked freely, taking his moves one by one.

"Zheng!Zheng!"

The sword was unharmed, and the blade of the ironwood long sword in his hand turned, and the sword style changed, and suddenly the sword light in the sky was full of light, and the sound of the ironwood long sword cutting through the sky was connected.

One sword, two swords, three swords.

The sword was unharmed, and the ironwood long sword in his hand struck in succession, and the ironwood long sword in Zhong Yin's hand was continuous, and the sound of breaking the air was endless, and the ironwood long sword struck each other, and the low and heavy resonance was connected.

The guards of the Star Pavilion who were watching the battle only felt a feeling of tightness in their chests and shortness of breath, and their eyes were full of horror when they looked at the two people who were fighting in the martial arts arena.

"Zheng!Zheng!"

The long sword exchanges in the hands of the two became more and more frequent, and the sound of the exchange had already been connected, and the guards of the Xingchen Pavilion who were watching the competition between the two were fascinated, they had already lost count of how many moves the two had fought each other, and the intuition was full of sword shadows, and the figures of the two were moving around in the martial arts arena, fluctuating, this was a visual feast.

"Zheng!"

After a sword roar, the sword stood without injury, and at this time, the long sword in Zhong Yin's hand had been broken into two sections, and there was nothing else on the sword body except for the first few traces of the battle, and the old scars of the past.

On the other hand, the sword is unharmed, and the tip of the long sword in his hand has already been sleek and blunt.

But later, the sword was unharmed, and the long sword in his hand kept hitting the long sword in Zhong Yin's hand. One stabbed, the other was blocked by horizontal force, and in the long run, the long sword in Zhong Yin's hand was forced to break the sword without injury.

"Fourth brother, good swordsmanship!"

Zhong Yin glanced at the hilt of the sword in his hand and smiled bitterly.

"The eldest brother praised it falsely! The younger brother is just doing what the eldest brother has taught!"

Jian Wuxian blinked his eyes and looked at Zhong Yin with a smile on his face.

"The fourth brother is really good at learning and applying!"

Zhong Yin simply did not dwell on this issue more than dwelling on it.

"Good!"

The guards of the Star Pavilion reacted at this moment and applauded one after another.

"Sword master, your swordsmanship is amazing. ”

Teki looked at the sword with admiration.

"Hey, hey!"

The sword was unharmed, and he was quite embarrassed to be praised by Temu.

"Brother Temu, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I've destroyed your Temu sword!"

Jian Wuxian looked at Tiemu apologetically, after all, the other party was afraid that you wouldn't be able to let go with a real sword. And give you the ironwood sword that you use when you practice swordsmanship, and you will destroy it.

"It's nothing! It's just two broken swords, and I don't need them!"

Hearing this, Tie Mu waved his hands straight, and his face was shocked.

"I don't know what you're going to get?"

Zhong Yin put aside the hilt of the Broken Iron and Wood Long Sword in his hand and looked at the guards of the Star Pavilion with a smile on his face.

"Hey, hey, I understand, I don't understand!"

Temuhan smiled and looked at Zhong Yin embarrassedly.

The rest of the people were embarrassed and silent.

"Little Brother Tiemu is really temperamental!"

Zhong Yin looked at Tiemu Dao with a kind face.

"The sword family sword thirteen styles only attack but not defend, and you have waited for so many years to contact the concept of martial arts can be said to be diametrically opposed, if you just repeat the outline of the sword technique of the "Sword Thirteen Styles" without injury, plus a discussion between the two of us can be understood. I'm afraid that the fourth brother is so ashamed that he can't feel ashamed! he will definitely rack his brains and pull you to the door of the Sword Family!"

Zhong Yin looked at the puzzled crowd and explained.

"Big brother, are you praising me or hurting me! You speak as if I haven't started with "Sword Thirteen Styles"!"

Jian Wuxian looked at Zhong Yin with a depressed face.

"That's not what I said!

Zhong Yin looked at the sword with a serious face.