"It turned out to be under the command of the second prince, so I don't blame it, but on the side of the Dongzhou Mansion, the environment on the Kunyi battlefield is extremely bad, the soldiers fought on the battlefield, fearless, and hard, but my prestige is all the soldiers, many soldiers in exchange, but there is no need to mention the anecdotes, the credit for this great victory should be on the soldiers." Wu Hou opened his mouth to speak, but his tone was extremely resolute, these words were directly equivalent to admitting the truth of this matter, but he did not take credit, but led the words to the soldiers, but he was very clever.

These words made the second prince frown, and his heart was a little unhappy.

"A glass of turbid wine is thousands of miles away, everyone here respects me, but I want to toast a glass with the many soldiers who died on the battlefield, but they can't even return home" Wuhou continued, holding the wine glass in his hand high.

"Same respect, same respect, your family and country are protected by those millions of soldiers, but those soldiers who are shrouded in horse leather on the battlefield are worthy of our respect" Immediately, the minister next to him stood up and spoke, and then many people present also got up and drank along with the wine glass held high in Wuhou's hand.

After that, the feast seemed to return to its original happy appearance.

"This feast is just drinking, but it's not enough fun, calling the dancer to come, but it doesn't fit this situation, Wuhou you have many soldiers under your command, presumably they are all extremely powerful people, my newly recruited offerings, but it is a disciple of the Xianmen Sword Sect, a swordsmanship is amazing, why not compete with the soldiers under the command of Wuhou, how about helping the wine?" At this time, after the two princes sat down, they spoke again, but this speech was with the intention of competing with Wuhou, which was more direct than just now.

"Okay, although my lieutenant Chi Ze is not considered to be a beginner among many generals, he also has some experience in swordsmanship, so why not compete" The lieutenant Chi general's temper was a little hot, and he was pressed to sit down before, and at this time he jumped directly into the middle of the hall.

"Okay, since the second prince has Yaxing, let him compete with General Wei Chi over there" Wu Hou held the wine cup in his hand at this time, his eyes flashed, and he said.

"Okay" The red-robed young man who had originally questioned Wuhou also jumped out lightly and confronted General Wei Chi.

"It's inconvenient to compete in martial arts here, why don't you just compete in swordsmanship, can you?" The relevant official came up and asked, and the two people present nodded, the space in this hall is limited, and the width is only a few zhang, if the sword qi and wind are used, will those ordinary people present still live.

Then a soldier brought up a sword stand, which was full of long knives and swords, but the banquet did not allow the carriage of swords, even if the storage bag was not allowed to show it indiscriminately.

General Wei Chi took the lead in taking down an extremely thick broad sword, which was very suitable for his size, but the disciple of the Sword Sect chose an extremely ordinary long sword, and after the sword was put down, the two looked at each other, and the surroundings began to be quiet.

That General Wei Chi is just a third- or fourth-level cultivator of the True Yuan when he looks at it, but Jiang Xiaobei, the red-robed disciple of the Sword Sect, can't see it, I'm afraid that his cultivation has definitely reached the realm of the void, and I think it's also the other state capital disciples who came to Yuntian City to reinstate this time, as for why Jiang Xiaobei was mixed with the command of the second prince, he was a little unclear, but he was relieved to think that he followed the thirteen princes to this celebration banquet, and in the eyes of others, he was afraid that he was also the thirteenth prince's person.

At this time, if the two of them fight with all their might, I am afraid that the disciple of the Sword Sect will be able to directly crush General Wei Chi, but if they have agreed to only compete in swordsmanship, it will be difficult to say, that General Tantai is the master who has been fighting on the battlefield for many years, and his combat skills may not be underestimated.

However, Jiang Xiaobei was a little disgusted by this battle, you said that you were a disciple of the Immortal Sect who was originally a character who was free and easy, the sword aura was vertical and horizontal, and he was invincible, this is free and easy, and now he is competing with secular generals at a celebration banquet, and he is really full and has nothing to do.

After the start of the competition, the general was holding a sword in both hands, the blade of the sword pointed directly at the red-robed youth, and a breath of battlefield fighting suddenly emerged on his body, that is a kind of invincible belief, on the battlefield either the enemy dies or I die, without this belief, I am afraid that it is impossible to survive in those thousands of wars so far, and still have the status of today's general.

The red-robed young man gently waved the long sword in his hand and danced a sword flower, only then did he look at it, although there was no fluctuation of vitality on his body, but out of thin air there was an extremely awe-inspiring aura, cold and slaughtering, the sword is the head of a hundred soldiers, what is sword cultivation, sword cultivation is only the sword, the only heart, the only self, ruthless and desireless, this can be called sword cultivation, the focus is definitely not on swordsmanship, but on that belief, that will.

The two stared for a moment and then shot together, the wide sword in the hand of the general of the Tang Tai pays attention to the big opening and closing, breaking the ten meetings with one force, and the battlefield does not pay attention to the luxury of the sword move, the swordsmanship that can kill the enemy is a good swordsmanship, and the most direct, the most labor-saving, and the most powerful move between a sword and a style is the most direct, the most labor-saving, and the most powerful move, attacking and killing the red-robed young man.

The swordsmanship of the red-robed young man is exquisite, one move and one style is thousands of people scrutinizing thousands of times, all kinds of changes want to be integrated into it, and the most Mahayana swordsmanship created, the long sword is waved and flying, and a piece of extremely dazzling light is refracted under the light.

The sound of sword blades hitting each other came like rain hitting lotus leaves, but in the blink of an eye, the two fought dozens of times, and the figure was entangled, if it was a person with poor eyesight, I was afraid that I couldn't see it clearly if I wanted to, and I would be blinded by the sword flash.

Although the two of them fought hard, there was no terrifying sword qi, nor was there that gang qi raging, but there was a strong wind rolling up from under their feet and blowing around, and suddenly the tablecloth under the long table and everyone's robes were lifted.

The swordsmanship of the two gradually heated up with the fight, which really showed its power, the red-robed young man's long sword was lightly picked, and a diagonal stab was about to stab at the face of the general of the platform, but the general of the platform did not blink, the wide sword in his hand was blocked, and the oblique stab was directly blocked, and then the blade was directly flipped and slashed forward, and the clouds flowed between the two styles, without a little stiffness.

The red-robed young man shouted, and the long sword in his hand shook out an unsightly clear sword net, which collided with the broad sword of General Tangtai thousands of times, but the power of the broad sword was removed, but the general of Shantai roared, and the heavy sword struck again.

"I'm afraid that the disciple of the Sword Sect won't be able to defeat the general of the Zhantai." Jiang Xiaobei held half a piece of watermelon on the side and watched the two fight, and the cultivation was high, and the vision also came up, although there was no swordsmanship like theirs, but it was no problem to evaluate it, the sword moves of the red-robed young man were exquisite, but the swordsmanship of the general was more advanced, after all, it was cultivated on the battlefield, and every move was integrated into his heart, and it was already a general move of the conditioned reflex, and there was no need to think about it at all, There are really a lot of monks in it who have cultivation, but they are just deliberately hidden, and the plan can be seen.

Sure enough, Jiang Xiaobei was not mistaken, as the battle lasted for a long time, the general of the Tantai gradually gained the upper hand, and the broad sword in both hands was attacking faster and faster, and it was dripping with joy, on the other hand, the red-robed young man was getting more and more sad, the exquisite swordsmanship consumed a lot of energy, and he was afraid that he was used to fighting between monks on weekdays, which would be covered with sweat, shortness of breath, and vaguely unable to support it.

"Haha, drop the sword!" The general roared at this time, and after the broad sword in his hand was raised, all kinds of fell, and he was about to shoot down the long sword in the hand of the red-robed young man, and the red-robed young man's eyes were already penetrated by the sweat on his forehead at this time, and his mind was in a big mess, and he could no longer suppress the cultivation in the subconscious sword resistance, and a vitality affected the surrounding aura fluctuations from the body, and a layer of condensed Gang Qi appeared on the long sword, trembling like a fish and dragon swallowing the four seas, the ordinary long sword was added to the cultivated vitality at this time, and with the meaning of sword cultivation, it was transformed from a mortal soldier to a divine weapon that can cut gold and jade, if the sword qi rises again, it is not an exaggeration to open the mountain and crack the stone, and it is easy to split this hall with a sword, so how can the broad sword in the hands of General Yutai resist!

"Villain!" Seeing that the broad sword in the hand of the general was broken in half, but his body was about to hit the sword qi of the red-robed young man because of this, there was someone behind the martial marquis who roared angrily, and many people in the hall gasped.

When he was in danger, he saw a purple figure coming in an instant, and he didn't know what kind of spell he used, the long sword sword qi that was already full of cold sword qi in the hands of the red-robed young man suddenly disappeared, and then with a crisp sound, the long sword had already turned into thousands of pieces, and it collapsed to the ground, and the red-robed young man snorted, and his body was directly vertical, falling out of the center of the battle, and almost rolling outside.

"It's just a matter of fighting swordsmanship, you dare to rely on cultivation to make a move, otherwise I will fight with you" The purple figure turned out to be that Wuhou, at this time, his face was cold, his body was full of momentum, his hands were behind his back, and he spoke in a deep voice.

Not to mention the others, even Jiang Xiaobei was stunned, when Wuhou made a move, the aura fluctuated in a flash, and it was difficult to feel it, and it was difficult to feel it, and it was so difficult to control it, I am afraid that Wuhou's strength is already difficult to guess......

"Wuhou is angry" At this time, the second prince was also a little nervous, and finally recruited this master, although he already knew that this Wuhou cultivation was extremely unfathomable, but his own people were knocked away all at once, which also made him nervous.

"Yang worships him presumably just by accident, he is a sword cultivator, and his demeanor has already been integrated into his own cultivation, at this tense moment, it is inevitably difficult to deliberately suppress it!" the second prince hurriedly explained for the red-robed man.

Then seeing that Wuhou's momentum was gradually retracted, he quickly turned his head to the red-robed man and said, "Yang Wen, you go first, the mansion will wait for me."

The red-robed young man who called Yang Wen slowly stood up from the ground at this time, but he didn't respond to the second prince, looked at the light in Wuhou's eyes, and said slowly, "My name is Yang Wen" as if he wanted that Wuhou to remember his name, and then turned around and left directly.