God-level Grandmaster of Martial Arts

This is clearly favoritism!

Not only those disciples, but even Fu Nian, Yan Lu and others frowned slightly.

On the other hand, Wang Feng smiled indifferently. It was not Li Si, who did not know martial arts, who had the final say on the outcome of this competition.

In the entire hall, there are so many powerful people in the peerless realm, where is he Li Si can control.

"Master Li, if you lose, you lose, so why deceive yourself?"

Sure enough, the first person to say this was actually Taoist Tianzong Master Xiaomeng!

Chapter 469 Yan Lu's Sword, Famous Sword Hanguang

No one expected that Master Xiaomeng would actually speak for Zhang Liang.

"Master Xiaomeng is right, the winner of this competition belongs to the ovary." Fusu raised his hand on the side, preventing Li Si from continuing to speak, and directly determined the result.

Master Xiaomeng doesn't like the Confucian style, which can be seen from the fact that she dares to preach to Confucius in the anime.

However, in terms of victory and defeat, in her opinion, victory is victory and defeat is defeat. There is no need to use the excuse of injury, it will only leave an excuse for the opponent to lose.

As soon as Fusu Jin's mouth opened, everyone closed their mouths.

"Young Master is right, this competition is the subordinate who lost."

Zhang Han's face was expressionless, and he didn't mean to be dissatisfied at all, and bowed his hands to Fusu.

"Well, although General Zhang lost, victory or defeat is a common thing in military affairs. You don't need to take it to heart. You can step back." Fusu waved his hand and said lightly.

It seemed that Fusu did not mean to blame Zhang Han.

"Thank you, Young Master." Zhang Han bowed respectfully and slowly returned to his seat.

Zhang Liang didn't stay any longer, he bowed to Fusu and then withdrew.

The first match is over, and the second match is about to begin.

At this time, Black Swordsman Sheng Qi took a step forward and came to the center of the arena. The huge giant sword was placed on the ground by him, and a fierce aura followed.

Sheng Qiyi came out, which also means that he is the second character on the empire's side to appear.

"The masters of the Confucian Sages are like clouds, and the swordsmanship of the third master, Mr. Zhang Liang, makes me more eager to see. I don't know who you plan to send in the next competition?"

On the side, Zhao Gao spoke in a gloomy tone, with a bloodthirsty light in his eyes.

The Black Swordsman Shengqi's cultivation is extremely tyrannical, and there are very few people who can compare with him in the field. Right now, the empire needs a victory, so Zhao Gao will send him to the field.

The reputation of the Black Swordsman Shengqi is well known to everyone. As soon as they saw him appear, all the Confucian disciples felt a fierce and bloodthirsty aura coming towards their faces. a little pale.

In the first game, he was already one of the three major leaders. In the second game, he obviously won't send disciples with lower status. There are also Fu Nian and Yan Lu.

Fu Nian was promoted to the head of Confucianism, and he must have stayed to deal with Master Xiaomeng, the head of Taoism Tianzong, and only Yan Lu was born.

Sure enough, just as everyone was guessing, Yan Lu patted his clothes and stood up from his seat.

"This second game, let's just come down." Yan Lu had a faint smile on his face, looking very calm, without the slightest turbulence in his eyes.

Yan Lu had naturally heard of the reputation of the Black Swordsman Shengqi, but Yan Lu had always been mysterious and low-key, and almost no one had seen him make a move.

The three heroes of Qilu, each with their own style, Fu Nian's unsmiling, solemn and majestic.

Zhang Liang is elegant and out of the dust, as if exiled.

And Yan Lu, always smiling and gentle, is more like a scholar.

"I've heard about the name of the farm master Shengqi for a long time. When I saw it today, it really is extraordinary. The Confucian Yanlu is polite."

Yan Lu folded his hands together and performed a Confucian salute.

"Humph! You don't need to be so polite, and I'm no longer from a farm family. It's useless to talk about it. Let me see if your swordsmanship is as good as your mouth!"

choke!

Without saying a word, Sheng Qi immediately drew his sword and pointed at Yan Lu. It's just that he didn't kill people as soon as he used the sword.

"Pull out your sword, or you are no match for me at all!"

Shengqi pursues victory, but does not like to be victorious.

He has a giant sword, and his weapon is already dominant. If Yan Lu doesn't draw his sword, he will definitely not be his opponent.

At this time, everyone discovered that Yan Lu's hands were empty and nothing. If he were to fight against Sheng Qi with his bare hands, there would be no need to compare them.

"My sword is already here."

While speaking, Yan Lu took out what looked like a scroll from his sleeve. It looked like the hilt of a sword, but it only had a hilt but no blade. How could it be compared to Sheng Qi's giant tower?

Sheng Qi frowned, and swung the giant tower in his hand, shouting: "Pull out your sword!"

He used the sword to force Yan Lu to use the sword.

"This prisoner on death row starts without waiting for someone to draw his sword. It's really barbaric, and it's incomparable to Mr. Zhang San."

Gongsun Linglong, who was on the side, saw that Sheng Qi didn't dare to do it, and shook his head with contempt.

Yan Lu just moved around, but he never saw him for the first time. The hilt in his hand has not changed in the slightest. His movements are very agile. .

It was as if a fierce and domineering fist hit the cotton, making Sheng Qi feel uncomfortable.

Under Sheng Qi's fierce sword stance, Yan Lu dodged all the way without touching the giant tower. Under Sheng Qi's slashing, the ground in the hall was cut into deep pits, with cracks all over the place.

"If you don't draw your sword, it will be very dangerous!" Sheng Qi raised his eyebrows angrily and said viciously.

The battle just now made him extremely embarrassed, especially when he was facing a man without a sword in his hand.

Yan Lu smiled slightly, stretched out the hilt of the sword in his hand, and said, "The sword is already in your hand, be careful!"

hum!

Suddenly, I saw that the sword hilt was illuminated by the light, and a faint sword shadow suddenly appeared, transparent and shining!

Seeing this scene, everyone came to their senses. It turned out that what Yan Lu said was true. He had indeed used the sword, but the sword was not visible at ordinary times, and only appeared under the light of light!

Contains light!

The legendary invisible sword, with a hilt like jasper, has a blade at the front and back, and the blade only appears when illuminated by light.

"It is invisible to sight, and unaware of what it touches when it is transported.

When Wang Feng saw the sword, he said lightly.

With a lightsaber, the edge is contained but not exposed, this is its true color!

clang!

The instant Hanlight Sword appeared, it collided with the Juque sword, the two swords collided, and a fiery spark erupted. Judging from the sharpness of the two, the invisible Hanguang was not afraid of the Juque at all!

"This is Hanguang, who ranks 16th in the Windbeard Sword Manual? It's no wonder that I sent a net to search for him and couldn't find any trace of him. It turned out to be in the hands of the second master of the little sage Zhuang."

Zhao Gao had coveted this invisible space for a long time, and had specially sent someone to look for this sword, but even with the intelligence network of the net, he could not find it.

Chapter 470 Victory or defeat? result of change

The peculiar nature of Hanguang itself makes it unusual. A sword whose blade cannot be seen is always hidden in the darkness, until the moment when the light blooms, it becomes a weapon for killing people.

The duel between the two is still going on. The huge giant tower dances in his hands, as if there is nothing, and the surging winds fly everywhere, shocking people.

clang clang...

Continuously slashing, the two swords collided with each other continuously, bursting sparks from time to time.

For Sheng Qi, Yan Lu's strength was not something he was afraid of, but Hanguang's invisible characteristics were what he deliberately paid attention to.

This invisible handle is like a poisonous snake hidden in the dark, and it may cause harm to itself at any time.

As far as cultivation is concerned, Yan Lu and him seem to be on the same level, but in fact, this is not the case. Sheng Qi and him are fighting against him, as if they are bound by some kind of restraint, unable to exert the strongest strength, which makes everyone The two seem to be of equal strength.

Looking at the increasingly fierce battle situation in front of him, Wang Feng said indifferently: "Ozifang, your second senior brother is not easy. It's just that the characteristics of the lightsaber make him unable to decide the final result of the battle situation."

Wang Feng used sound transmission to enter the secret. With so many experts present, it was impossible for him to reveal his identity.

Zhang Liang nodded slightly and replied, "Big brother is right, since this handle Hanguang has been in the hands of the second senior brother, he has never won a game!"

"However, there is no defeat either, right?" Wang Feng said softly.

"Yes, there is no victory or defeat. Even when facing the senior brother, the second senior brother has never lost."

This is Yan Lu's record. After possessing Hanguang, his strength becomes even more inscrutable.

clang clang...

The sound of the impact on the scene became louder and louder, Sheng Qi raised the giant tower with both hands, leaped high, and fell towards Yan Lu.

Yan Lu was shocked, and Hanguang raised his hand slightly. Under the light of the light, a faint transparent shadow suddenly appeared on the Hanguang sword, condensing into substance.

clang!

chi chi chi...

Yan Lu held Hanguang high, struggling to resist the slashing of the giant tower. The turbulent force made Yan Lu extremely difficult, and the comparison of his strength was completely inferior to Shengqi.

Suddenly, the light disappeared, and the light-containing sword that was originally condensed suddenly disappeared. It used to be driving the giant tower, but now it has disappeared. Yan Lu looked at the giant tower that fell down, and gave up slightly.

Chill!

The sharp wind that carried above the giant tower blew past Yan Lu, and even his clothes were torn apart, revealing the skin inside.

"Ah, how dangerous!"

Seeing this scene, every Confucian disciple secretly wiped a sweat. At that moment, he really thought that Yan Lu was going to be injured, but fortunately he escaped.

On the side, Chu Nangong looked at Yan Lu, who was always calm, and said, "A gentleman has no contention, his light is invisible, and he sits and forgets his heart. These three actually appear on Yan Lu's body at the same time. It is really rare that they fit perfectly together. into a state of absolute nothingness."

When Gongsun Linglong next to him heard it, Jiao Yi said: "Nangong's evaluation is really high. Since this Yan Lu has such a strong skill, why has he never won."

"Never won and never lost."

Yan Lu doesn't like fighting, he likes tranquility and tranquility.

So when he competes with others, he always ends up in a draw.

In today's competition, in the eyes of everyone, the competition between Yan Lu and Shengqi may be another draw battle, which is what Xiao Shengxianzhuang expects to see.

But Wang Feng doesn't think so. This match is extremely critical. Whether it's Fu Su, Li Si, or Zhao Gao, they won't want to see a draw.

"A draw? There is no draw in my world. The purpose of the battle is to win!"

Sheng Qi roared violently, slammed the Juque sword into the ground, and a layer of invisible energy shook out. Then he pulled out the Juque sword, like an angry bull, waving the Juque and Yan Lu for several consecutive attacks. trick.

It's just that Yan Lu's skills are always based on avoidance. Although he also launched his own offensive, it is completely different from Shengqi.

The turbulent energy vibrated around, and everyone only felt that the strong wind passed, and the skin felt like it was about to be split.

After this brief attack, the two stood on either side.

Sheng Qi was holding a giant tower, and the tip of the sword had already reached Yan Luxiong.

On the other hand, Yan Lu still had an indifferent and peaceful smile on his face. Hanguang was held behind him and stood quietly.

"It's over? Who won?" Gongsun Linglong was stunned, unable to see the outcome of the battle at all.

With her cultivation realm and vision, she still couldn't tell the outcome of the two.

Many of the disciples of the Little Sages Village present held their breath and dared not let the air out. Naturally, they didn't know who had won, and had to wait for others to tell them.

"A little further in the giant tower can lead to death. It seems that the outcome is already divided." Li Si bowed and bowed to Su, and said lightly.

Sheng Qi heard the words and carried the giant tower on his shoulders. For him, the battle was only winning and losing, not peace. Since victory had been declared, the competition was over.

"Yeah, look, there is a word under his feet!" a Confucian disciple said softly to his companion beside him.

"Sure enough, there is a word, it is a word of kindness!"

"Second Master is really amazing. He actually wrote a word under the opponent's feet, and the opponent doesn't even know it."

Everyone saw this scene, and they were all shocked.

It is conceivable that Yan Lu wrote the word benevolence without being noticed. Obviously, he retained his strength. He was able to maintain his strength in the battle with Shengqi, which very few people could achieve.

A smile appeared on the corner of Wang Feng's mouth. Originally in the anime, Sheng Qi was shocked when he saw this word. He felt that he did not force out the full strength of his opponent.