The battle between Zhou Zhiruo and Dugu Yihe did not have any accidents.

Zhou Zhiruo's victory was crisp and neat, without the slightest difficulty, and obviously his strength had surpassed Dugu Yihe by one level.

Dugu Yihe was convinced, and there was no reason for him to lose, because if he did it 10,000 times, it would still be the result he was now.

Dugu Yihe really can't imagine how Zhou Zhiruo cultivated a pure and flawless sword heart and peak swordsmanship at such a young age?

Could it be that there really is such a genius in this world?

As for the stories that happened behind Zhou Zhiruo, Dugu Yihe will naturally never know.

"Miss Zhou is so swordsmanship, she is not qualified to say anything, I just hope that Miss Zhou will not regard the Emei faction as a chess piece, and abandon it when it is useless. "Dugu Yihe said.

There is no injustice between him and Zhou Zhiruo, and Zhou Zhiruo will naturally not kill him.

Although the two competed, they had a good grasp of the size.

Of course, the most important thing is that Zhou Zhiruo is skilled. If two people of the same level fight, they can't stop if they want to.

"Don't worry, I don't have any ill will towards the Emei faction, and you don't need to leave the Emei faction, and I won't be in charge of the Emei faction for too long. Zhou Zhiruo said.

Since she wants to be Zhao Hao's woman, of course, her vision can't be limited to the position of the head of the Emei faction.

Just when the two ended the battle, Zhao Hao took the man in white to the martial arts arena.

"Ladies and gentlemen, let me introduce to you, this is a kendo master from Fuso, he doesn't have a name, because he has dedicated his whole life to martial arts, so he thinks he doesn't need a name at all, in Fuso, the people of Fusang call him the man in white. Because at all times, he would wear a white garment. Today, the man in white came to the village, and after his own investigation, he believed that he was qualified to participate in the famous sword conference. Zhao Hao said.

Of course, the people in white will not be unqualified to participate in the Famous Sword Conference, but the people present are all Taishan Beidou-level figures in the Central Plains Martial Arts, and Zhao Hao asked the people in white to participate in the Famous Sword Conference. No matter what, I have to give these people an explanation.

Because the entry threshold for the Famous Sword Conference was set too high from the beginning, and it is precisely because of this that these people will have so much patience.

"The pavilion master's eyes are like torches, since he thinks that the man in white is fine, then there must be no problem. "Muzhen is humane.

The real person Miao praised, but this distinguished guest was a little anxious, and he wanted to find someone to compete now to verify his martial arts. Zhao Hao said.

All the people present frowned slightly when they heard this, although none of them were afraid of the man in white. But fighting the man in white for no reason is not a pleasant thing.

It's just that if one person in the Famous Sword Conference takes the initiative to invite a fight, it is difficult for others to refuse.

It is precisely because the participants are all at the same level that only those who really participate will have a sense of tension, because winning or losing is uncertain, and the sword has no eyes, and the price of losing is likely to be life.

"Purple Marquis, please fight. The man in white's gaze fell on the purple-clothed marquis. The battle intent in his eyes burned into substance.

Ziyihou's face was a little pale, but this paleness was not a lack of qi and blood. It's just that.

After hearing the invitation of the man in white, the purple-clothed marquis smiled faintly and asked, "Your Excellency and I used to know each other, and did you have a grudge?"

Although Ziyihou is a good person in the minds of many people, helping people solve problems, but walking the rivers and lakes, everyone who has reached the top. Who didn't step on the bones all the way.

Of course, the Marquis of Ziyi also has enemies, and there are quite a few.

"There is no grudge between you and me, but someone has done me a favor, and their condition is to duel with you. The man in white said calmly.

A gleam flashed in the eyes of the purple-clothed marquis, and he knew who it was.

"It's the same root. Why is he too anxious to fry each other. Ziyi Hou sighed.

After saying this, the purple-clothed marquis stood up from his seat.

Now that he knew who arranged for the man in white to do something to him, the purple-clothed marquis knew that this battle was impossible to avoid.

Ziyi Hou held his sword in both hands and said, "Please!"

The man in white held the sword in one hand and said, "Please!"

Suddenly, two dragon groans were choked, and two horse-like brilliance shone in the air, and the two did not talk nonsense, but chose to speak directly with their swords.

The dragon chanted endlessly, and in mid-air, the two of them each attacked sixteen swords in an instant, and then divided equally, and the two swords were divided at a glance, and both fell on the martial arts platform.

"Good sword. Ziyi Hou exclaimed.

Before today, he had not heard the name of the man in white.

But after today, the name of the man in white will definitely resound all over the country.

The purple-clothed marquis had also met Fusang Shangnin before, and no one had the current strength of the man in white.

Ziyihou even had a hunch that if he didn't be more careful, he was afraid that it would be him who spilled his blood today.

"It's a good sword. "Humane in white.

"You and I are only cultivating between the two of us, and if we fight to the end, I may not be able to keep my hands. Ziyi Hou said.

"I came to the Central Plains to seek the Tao, and if I die in pursuit of martial arts, it is also my life's wish. "Humane in white.

Ziyihou nodded and said no more.

Now that we've talked about it, of course, it's time to start getting serious.

"In that case, let's stand for a moment. ”

The purple-clothed Hou Pingping slashed out with a sword, without the slightest change or aftermove. Except for one point, that is, the frequency of the sword tip trembling ~ shaking is dazzling, and I don't know where the sword of the purple marquis is pointing.

In the face of the sword of the purple-clothed marquis, the man in white did not dare to slack off, and waved the long sword in his hand, but he only defended but did not attack.

In the face of the swordsmanship of the purple-clothed marquis, the man in white couldn't think of anything to break for the time being.

In terms of swordsmanship alone, the Purple Man is still a grade higher than the Purple Man in White, but the White-clothed Man has practiced his whole body like steel, and the depth of his internal strength accumulation is a step ahead of the Purple Cloth Hou.

So this battle is indeed a dragon fight, and both sides have half the chance of winning.

"Who do you like?" asked Zhou Zhiruo beside Zhao Hao.

Since her identity as Langya Bajian has been exposed, of course, she doesn't care about showing her close~secret relationship with Zhao Hao in front of others.

"Purple Marquis. Zhao Hao said decisively.

"Hmm, do you think the man in white will lose?" Zhou Zhiruo was a little strange.

She is optimistic about the man in white.

"Ziyi Hou has cultivated the swordsmanship of one hundred and ninety-three secret sects in the world, and has melted the essence of the swordsmanship of all sects in the world into one furnace, and this sentence is not just talking. The swordsmanship of the purple-clothed marquis is already impeccable, and if the white-clothed man can defeat the purple-clothed marquis in this regard, I don't believe it. Zhao Hao said.

"Swordsmanship cultivation is not as much as possible. Zhou Zhiruo said.

"That's for others, for a person like Ziyihou with peerless talent, it is really a very simple thing to apply what you have learned. Zhao Hao said.

In his words, Zhao Hao admired the Marquis in purple clothes a lot.

PS: The second update is delivered, asking for a monthly pass. (To be continued.) )