The Flying Snow Condor is worthy of being one of the thirteen famous princes in the rivers and lakes, with extremely powerful swordsmanship, but there is no lack of calm and spicy. Moreover, there was a faint emanation of a cold sword aura in the sword moves.

After a few months of cultivation, Ding Cheng's skills are no longer the same as before, and he has been listening to the martial arts principles that Yumian Langjun told him during this time, and unconsciously, his martial arts have improved by leaps and bounds. But if you want to say that it is really skill, Ding Cheng is still half a step away from taking off the Snow Condor. But what Ding Cheng is holding in his hand is the best sword in the world, which invisibly adds a lot of points, which makes Ding Cheng like a tiger, and fights with the Flying Snow Condor for more than 100 moves without winning or losing.

Seeing that the Flying Snow Condor had been fighting for so long, he had not been able to clean up this young man, and his swordsmanship changed and became as fast as lightning. Ding Cheng saw that the opponent's long sword had turned into a little cold star, constantly attacking him, and he couldn't see how every move and style of many parties changed. I couldn't help but be shocked, how could this person's sword move be so fast?

But Ding Cheng has gone through so many things, and he can be regarded as a person who has gone through strong winds and waves, and he immediately calmed down again, thinking that since he can't see clearly, I just don't care what his sword moves are, I just need to guard my own door, and I may be able to break the other party's dazzling sword moves.

Thinking of this, Ding Cheng used a simple and calm knife technique to protect the vital points around his body, and his left hand was matched with the palm technique of the Chiyang palm, and the palm technique and the knife technique were mixed together, attacking the Flying Snow Divine Eagle.

The Flying Snow Condor praised in his heart: "This kid's kung fu is not bad." His knife technique may seem simple, but in fact it is extremely ingenious. The palm of the left hand is even more unfathomable, but it seems that the mystery of the palm has not yet been fully comprehended. ”

Thinking of this, the Flying Snow Condor swordsmanship changed again, becoming clumsy and clever, slow and fast. The sword moves no longer make it difficult to see where they came from, but the attacks are all flaws in the opponent's moves. This kind of swordsmanship is much more sophisticated than the dazzling swordsmanship just now.

Ding Cheng also secretly admired the swordsmanship of the Flying Snow Condor in his heart, thinking that if he hadn't held this treasure knife in his hand, he would have been defeated a long time ago.

And if it weren't for the Flying Snow Condor's deliberate concession, he would have been defeated a long time ago.

The Flying Snow Condor stabbed Ding Cheng in the shoulder with a sword, and Ding Cheng hurriedly blocked it with a knife. The Flying Snow Condor smiled in his heart and sank his sword for a few points. He originally wanted to wait for Ding Cheng's big knife to block it, and use the sword body to cut Ding Cheng's wrist with the opponent's big knife. This move can be described as extremely coincidental, Ding Cheng was bound to be hit, but Ding Cheng was holding a treasure knife that cut gold and jade, and when he touched it, he cut the long sword in the hand of the Flying Snow Condor into two pieces.

With the martial arts and status of the Flying Snow Condor, the long sword in his hand was already considered defeated. The Flying Snow Condor threw the broken sword and laughed, "Young man, it's amazing! What's your name?"

Ding Cheng said: "Under Ding Cheng, thank you for your concession." In fact, if you want to say that it is really kung fu, you will be defeated a long time ago. ”

The Flying Snow Condor said: "Victory is not arrogant, very good." Ding Cheng, I remember you. After speaking, he turned around and walked out of the gate, although he was defeated, he was also chic.

Only then did the second master really gain freedom and walk towards Tang Gong. Tang Gong stepped forward and grabbed the iron chain on the second master's body, twisted it hard, broke the chain, and then hugged the second master and cried loudly. The second master knelt on the ground, leaned his head on Tang Gong's arms, and tears rained down. At this time, even if he had a big grievance in his heart, he couldn't say it, so he could only turn it into tears and cry to his heart's content.