Like a signal, when the Qingfeng sword was inserted into the ground, the two people instantly rushed towards each other, and the two shadows surrounded by sword light flipped and moved in the garden.

The more he beat Xing Gong, the more shocked he became, the martial arts used by the two people were very similar, and many of the tricks were the same, Xing Gong dared to promise that he had never called anyone else since he created this martial art. However, he felt that Zhao Tiancheng's charm in using swordsmanship was very similar to that of a person.

Because they know each other's swordsmanship very well, although it may be very dangerous for others to see the fight between the two, but the two of them know that if it is only to this extent, neither of the two will be able to take the other.

"Ping-pong!" There was a head-on collision, and the two of them all took a step back, and Zhao Tiancheng said: "If you want to see the prince, you will be on the West Lake cruise tomorrow." ”

As soon as the words fell, the Qingfeng Sword inserted into the ground turned out to be like a sword drawing technique, and the Qingfeng Sword actually stabbed towards Xing Gong with a "buzzing" sound.

The previous fight made Xing Gong see his own shortcomings, because although the speed of the evil sword technique was fast enough, for Xing Gong, who had not comprehended the weight, the strength of the moves was much worse.

However, Zhao Tiancheng's sword made up for this shortcoming very well, if it weren't for some of Xing Gong's soft sword skills, he might have been defeated.

Looking at Zhao Tiancheng's sword that condensed the strength of his whole body, Xing Gong didn't dare to take it hard, and when the Qingfeng Sword was about to die, his footsteps retreated slightly, and his left hand grabbed the other end of the soft sword, blocking Zhao Tiancheng's sword horizontally, and at the same time, his footsteps continued to retreat to offset the power on the Qingfeng Sword. The soft sword is also bent into a semicircle because of its softness and toughness, but it absorbs a lot of power.

Feeling that the sword momentum was about to disappear, Xing Gong grabbed Zhao Tiancheng and was about to change his move, and with a flick of his left hand, the tip of the soft sword slashed through a circle, and whipped towards Zhao Tiancheng's face.

Leaning back slightly, looking at the soft sword that crossed in front of the tip of his nose, Zhao Tiancheng also broke out in a cold sweat, fortunately, after advancing to the innate level, his sense of the surroundings increased greatly, otherwise he would definitely not be able to avoid this sword, after all, the timing of Xinggong's grasp was too good.

The soft sword is a meritorious service, but Xing Gong seems to know, just after crossing Zhao Tiancheng's front, his right hand turned his wrist, held the soft sword, and swept back horizontally, Zhao Tiancheng just raised his head to dodge a move, at this time, he saw that the soft sword swept back instantly, and quickly leaned back to avoid the soft sword, but Xing Gong was secretly happy in his heart, and gently shook his right hand, the soft sword turned out to be like the waves of the sea, although the speed slowed down a little, but Zhao Tiancheng couldn't dodge this sword when he leaned upside down.

At the critical moment, Zhao Tiancheng thought of the scene when he and Hong Qi were in charge, although Zhao Tiancheng did not descend the dragon eighteen palms, but he could imitate the move, when he was upside down, the internal force of his hands instantly erupted, and then thrust Zhao Tiancheng's feet instantly kicked towards Xinggong's wrist holding the sword.

"What kind of move is this?" Although he was puzzled, Xing Gong's reaction was not slow, and he directly withdrew his sword and slashed at Zhao Tiancheng's feet.

"Hit the mark. The long sword swung on the ground, Zhao Tiancheng's body turned over in the air, and went towards Xinggong as a hood with the momentum of splitting Huashan, the sword qi was agitated, and the sword momentum enveloped Xinggong's body.

"Zheng" There was a earth-shattering sound of metal, Zhao Tiancheng's body just turned over and turned behind him, and at the same time, he swung the Qingfeng sword, wiped his left hand on the sword, and a silver needle was neatly placed on the spine of the Qingfeng sword, and then the long sword danced, and the sword qi shot out, and the sword qi was attached to the silver needle.

Seeing that Zhao Tiancheng was leaving, Xinggong's soft sword smashed the sword qi as soon as he picked it up, and several silver needles flew out in the scattered sword qi, Xinggong's complexion changed, and he danced the soft sword with all his strength, and the sword light covered his body, and the silver needle was sent flying, but because he was too hasty, there was a silver needle through Xinggong's right shoulder, and it directly sank into the bluestone slab behind, leaving only a small hole in the bluestone slab, and he couldn't see how deep the silver needle pierced.

He snorted, clicked a few times to stop the bleeding, and Xing Gong was secretly glad that there was no quenching poison on the silver needle, otherwise his old life might have to be explained here.

Looking at the figure that disappeared into the darkness, Xinggong didn't dare to slack off, and regardless of the injuries on his body, he hurried to the official's bedroom to relay the prince's news to the official.

Looking at Xing Gong who was standing respectfully in front of him, Song Ningzong Zhao Kuo sighed slightly and said, "Take care of your injuries, and you will accompany me to the West Lake tomorrow." ”

Xing Gong said with some worry: "Official, that's too dangerous, in case it is a plan set up by a bad person, if that person has a helper, the minister will not be able to protect the safety of the official's family." ”

"Without Cheng'er, if it weren't for Cheng'er, do you think I would still be able to survive until now?" Don't say it!" waved his hand, Zhao Kuo said excitedly.

"Yes, I know. Xing respectfully withdrew.

In fact, Zhao Kuo already knew that someone was plotting to abolish the establishment, but because he did not go out of the deep palace all year round, the army of the imperial city had lost control, if it weren't for hearing that Zhao Cheng had come back to take over the throne, maybe Zhao Kuo had died of illness, but at that time, the imperial doctor could only ensure that Zhao Kuo lived for one more year, and now there are only a few months left, if Zhao Cheng can't be found, the country may have to change hands, which Zhao Kuo doesn't want to see anyway.

Xing Gong returned to the place where he lived, first smeared gold sore medicine on the wound, and recalled tonight's fight in his mind, and he was indeed very puzzled about the martial arts Xing Gong that the man in black would create, and looking at the appearance of that person, his understanding of the "Sunflower Treasure Book" was more mature than his own, but it seemed that he could not have all of them.

Recalling the moves of the hand, Xing Gong continued to supplement the imperfect "Sunflower Treasure Book", especially thinking of the last sword that Zhao Tiancheng took out when he flew away, attaching a small silver needle to the sword qi, if it weren't for the very weird and fast speed of the "Sunflower Treasure Book", he might have died because of the silver needle in his body by now.

When he was about to retreat, it was also the time when the opponent was the most lax, and he suddenly made a killing move, which was what Xinggong appreciated the most, and he also had great anxiety about tomorrow's trip to West Lake, this kind of person was too dangerous.

All night, Xing Gong had been thinking about the silver needle, especially thinking that although the speed was fast and strange when using the "Sunflower Treasure Book" to urge the sword technique, making it difficult for the enemy to guard against, but when encountering a master of the same level, the weakness of the weak power was very great.

"If only you could use a silver needle as a weapon. Thinking of this, Xinggong's eyes lit up, so that not only can he give full play to the weirdness and speed of the "Sunflower Treasure Book", but at the same time, the use of silver needles can avoid the real face, and it is a very good way to use small silver to comprehend the weight.

The sky was already bright, and he sorted out the things he was thinking about with the previous ones, looking at the materials that he had sorted out over the years, Xinggong thought firmly in his eyes, "As long as this trip to the West Lake can return safely, I will become a generation of grandmasters." ”