The fairy is fierce

In Zhangjiazhuang, the discussion was rising and falling, and everyone looked at the center of the martial arts field.

Outside the sword pavilion, Zhang Yinfeng tapped the armrest of his chair with his fingers, recalling those old memories. After being reminded, he raised his head and frowned:

"Jian Wuyi? Are there people like this around?"

Linggu Sanzhong is not very high in the world, but as long as you are a local, you are always somewhat famous.

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The second master, Zhang Cheng, thought about it and shook his head:

"Never heard of him. He probably came from the Southern Wilderness. He is secretive and doesn't know his age and cultivation level."

The head of the Lin family next to him said:

"He's very powerful. I'm afraid he's not too old. As for his cultivation level, you'll know it with your hands. There are so many elders here, so they won't be mistaken."

The head of the Wang family said: "Hu Yi is at the pinnacle of the Neiguan Realm, only one step away from the fourth level, and his apprenticeship is orthodox. If this person dares to come up, he either has someone to rely on, or he is unfamiliar with the place he was born in."

…

The words spoken outside the sword pavilion were also repeated by the onlookers around the martial arts arena.

When Hu Yi heard the name, he frowned. Not sure about the other party's details, he opened his mouth to test:

"Since your Excellency is on stage, why don't you show your true colors to others? Are you still afraid that Qingyun City will embarrass you?"

Zuo Lingquan was in a foreign country, so he would not state his name and address in public. He held two swords and said in a cold voice:

"You talk too much. If you don't fight, go down."

As soon as he finished speaking, the whole city was in uproar.

The three family heads outside Jiange were stunned for a moment. They didn't expect this outsider to be so crazy.

Many local casual cultivators were all talking:

"I really don't know the heights of the world. Do you know whose descendant Senior Hu is?"

"I studied under Yunshui Jiantan Xia Zongliu Yunshan, and even the three family heads have to call me 'junior brother'..."

…

Hu Yi was obviously annoyed by these arrogant words, and said coldly with the hilt of his wrist sword:

"The sword has no eyes, Your Excellency..."

Bang

Before he finished speaking, there was an explosion in the martial arts arena.

Zuo Lingquan's body showed no signs of accumulating strength, and he had already swooped out. The two scimitars were like full moons, instantly covered in black mist, and trailing two black smoke-like trails behind him.

Hu Yi's reaction was not slow at all. He unsheathed the long sword at his waist and struck out from bottom to top with a 'draw sword' move.

The bluestone floor of the martial arts arena was cut off by the red sword energy, like a wave of fire, striking at the charging Zuo Lingquan.

The essence of Yunshui Jiantan's sword is 'lightness', which is also 'fast', but it is completely different from Zuo Lingquan's.

Zuo Lingquan's sword is very heavy. The key is to use the fastest speed and strike the most powerful blow, so that people can be killed by the sword before they can react.

The key point of Yunshui Jiantan's swords is speed and dexterity. The momentum of the swords is like a tide, interlocking and continuous. Use the fastest speed to fire out the most swords, leaving the opponent unable to parry.

This was visualized in front of his eyes. After Hu Yi drew his sword and slashed, he slashed diagonally and then pulled it horizontally. The three sword energies followed each other, blocking almost all evasive paths.

As soon as the sword was released, there were sounds of admiration around the martial arts arena, and even the three family heads nodded slightly.

But soon, everyone lost their voice at the same time.

I saw the black-clothed swordsman facing the three sword shadows. His speed increased sharply again. Without even the slightest evasion, he flew forward and rushed through the gap between the three sword energies. The two swords staggered and hit Hu Yi's neck.

This move was so fast and almost terrifying that most people didn't see it clearly.

The three family heads outside Jiange sat up straight at the same time and said:

"So fast."

"The fifth level of Linggu is nothing more than that."

"This guy dares to break the rules... No! He's not at the fifth level."

On the martial arts field, Hu Yi saw the opponent turning into an afterimage and rushing towards him, and felt a chill running down his spine. However, the third level monks knew all the six senses, and the Yunshui Jiantan also focused on body skills. When the sword energy was released, Hu Yi had already instinctively He started to move around, and when he realized something was wrong, he tapped the ground with his toes, moved his body a few steps laterally, and swung three swords again.

rustle rustle

Zuo Lingquan didn't know any sword skills at all. He just relied on his inhuman explosive power to slash hard with the sword. After slashing the air with the sword, he rolled forward to avoid it, but he didn't completely avoid it. Instead, he deliberately let the sword energy pull on his shoulder. A small cut.

The red sword energy cut through the black robe, and instantly pulled out a bloody mouth that was more than an inch long on the shoulder. The wound was not deep, just a superficial wound, but it was enough.

For martial arts practitioners in the Linggu realm, the difference between the first and second levels is not obvious, but further up, the differences in each level are very big. Transformation, seventh-level air control, and eighth-level sword control.

Once the fourth-level monk's Waiguan point is opened, he has a pure golden body. It is difficult for ordinary swords to enter the body, which is very different from the lower-level monks. In this regard, a sneak attack from Xu Yuankui of the fifth level of Linggu can only cut off Cheng Jiujiang's arm, but You can see it by stabbing Zuo Lingquan, casually stabbing him twice. →

Hu Yi, who is at the third level of Linggu, can scratch the fourth level of monks with the end of his sword energy. At most, it will scratch the clothes, but not the flesh at all. If he can make a cut, he must not have a pure golden body. There are many Linggu level monks present, so it is natural. Can see the door.

However, after discovering that Zuo Lingquan was not a fourth-level monk or above, everyone was not relieved, but a little unbelievable that the third level of Linggu could have such explosive power?

The one who is under the greatest pressure of all is Hu Yi, who is on the battlefield.

Seeing this speed, Hu Yi thought that the opponent was pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger, so he struck out with three swords and was about to curse, but when he saw the flesh being cut, he was filled with shock.

He could tell that this was done intentionally by the other party. He was so fast and could control his body so accurately. He was definitely at the level of the Nine Sects.

Seeing Zuo Lingquan landing and rushing towards him again, Hu Yi pulled back and said urgently:

"Are you from Yanyue Lin?"

"you guess."

Zuo Lingquan attacked fiercely with long strides, dragging two scimitars behind him, his eyes locked on Hu Yi sharply, not giving him any room to breathe.

When Hu Yi saw the two 'Yue-Yue Lin's Scimitars', he naturally treated Zuo Lingquan as a disciple of Bi-Yue Lin.

Zhan Yuelin is indeed taking a high-explosion approach, and his sword skills are fierce and fast, so he will definitely suffer losses in a head-on confrontation.

Hu Yi quickly changed his fighting style, moved like the wind, came to the side of Zuo Lingquan, raised his hand and executed Yunshui Jiantan's signature skill, "Wind Rolling Cantilevered Cloud".

rustle

With a slash of the sword, a red sword energy appeared in front of Hu Yi, rolling up the bricks and stones on the ground and pressing towards Zuo Lingquan like a tide.

The range to the left and right of the wave was about two feet. If the range was too large, the lethality would be weak. Zuo Lingquan raised his hand and slashed towards the center of the wave, trying to open a gap.

When everyone saw this scene, their breath froze.

Cheng Jiujiang on the verandah said anxiously:

"Suffer it!"

The same moment the words were spoken.

As soon as Zuo Lingquan broke the wave of bricks and stones with his sword, he saw behind the bricks a 'fishing net' made of intertwined sword energy!

The sword net was airtight up and down, and the attack was so close that there was no room for escape. !

Zuo Lingquan's eyes changed for the first time.

But that's all.

Seeing that there was nowhere to escape, Zuo Lingquan crossed his swords in front of him, and his true energy suddenly exploded on the blades, using the "Shocking Sword Technique" that shocked the terrace.

Bang

The moment the blade touched the sword net, a wave of air rushed away.

Zuo Lingquan was shaken and flew back several feet. The sword net was also washed away, and it was no longer lethal.

Seeing this scene, Cheng Jiujiang secretly breathed a sigh of relief: "I was scared to death."

The three family heads of Qingyun City were stunned for a moment and said:

"Worry-free Talisman?"

"No, the Worry-Free Talisman cannot stop it."

"It seems to be the shocking sword technique that shocked the terrace."

…

Negotiations can be made outside the court, but there is no chance inside the court.

Yunshui Jiantan emphasizes that the swords are like the tide, continuous.

Hu Yi made a move with his sword, thinking that Zuo Lingquan was using the Wuyou Talisman. He was doubtful, but his hand speed did not stop for a moment. During the pursuit, he struck out with three swords, sealing off Zuo Lingquan's room to dodge.

Hu Yi also saw that the sword energy could be easily dodged by the opponent, so after taking action, he followed the sword energy and walked away, striking Zuo Lingquan's chest with his sword.

Zuo Lingquan was shocked and flew back. Before he landed, Hu Yi was already pressing towards him with his sword.

There was a bit of panic in Zuo Lingquan's eyes. The moment he landed, he turned around and ran back. It seemed that he wanted to use his explosive power to get out of Hu Yi's attack range.

Seeing this, Hu Yi's eyes showed a bit of sarcasm. He took the initiative first, and the opponent hurriedly dodged. If he could be run away, he wouldn't have to practice sword practice. He seized the opportunity and stabbed Zuo Lingquan in the back with his sword.

Seeing this scene around the martial arts arena, most people were worried about Zuo Lingquan; but the experts all saw the clue.

Cheng Jiujiang raised his eyebrows, feeling relieved.

The three family heads shook their heads at the same time, leaned back in their chairs, and let out a sigh:

"well……"

With everyone watching, the pursuit of two people in the martial arts arena came to an abrupt end.

Hu Yi struck out with his sword, but before it hit Zuo Lingquan's back, his pupils suddenly shrank and he found that Zuo Lingquan, who was running away with his back to him, had a scimitar wrapped in black mist emerging from his arm.

The scimitar was extremely fast and the angle was extremely tricky. Without giving him any chance to react, the tip of the knife had already reached his throat!

Hu Yi was so shocked that he lost his soul. He forcefully pulled his body and stopped it in front of the tip of the knife. The surging true energy in his body was forcibly suppressed, causing Hu Yi's meridians to almost tear and his nostrils to drip. Two pillars of blood appeared.

"Oh..."

No one around the martial arts arena could see clearly, and they all uttered surprise when they saw the tip of the knife suddenly pointed at Hu Yi's throat.

Zuo Lingquan used a weird posture, supporting the ground with his left hand, and took out the knife from under the armpit of his left arm with his right hand, pointing it at Hu Yi's throat. At the same time, he leaned down to avoid the long sword that was about to stab his back.

Seeing Hu Yi stop forcibly, Zuo Lingquan stood up and faced Hu Yi, slightly lifting his bamboo hat:

"If you take action this time, you will die as soon as you see the tip of the knife. You will have no chance to stop."

Hu Yi stopped forcibly, suffering some internal injuries due to the backlash from the sword energy. He looked at the blade in his throat and said:

"It's so cool, are you the one who surprised me?"

Zuo Lingquan's eyes were dull:

"Rogue cultivator."

Hu Yi also looked like a disciple of Jingtai. He would use Zie Yuelin's knife to hack and bully others when he went out, which was equivalent to ruining Zie Yuelin's family style. If the masters of Zie Yuelin found out, he would be held by his collar. He ran to find the teacher to settle accounts.

Although Hu Yi felt that Zuo Lingquan's fighting style was a bit shameless, Jingtai's sword was like this. As a martial arts cultivator who had left the sect, he did not dare to slander the swordsmanship of the nine powerful sects. At the moment, he could only step back and hand over his hand. road:

"Brother Jian is good at swordsmanship, and Hu is convinced."

After saying that, he put away his sword, rubbed his chest and walked out of the martial arts arena.

The area around the martial arts arena became quiet and silent.

Zuo Lingquan held two swords, turned to look at the two monks who had just stood up among the guests, and said loudly:

"bring it on."

The two monks were sweating profusely. They only used one and a half moves to beat Hu Yi. They relied on their skills to crush him. It was estimated that they did not consume much energy. They were weaker than Hu Yi. They would not fight if they went up to him. They nodded and indicated that they would not fight.

Zuo Lingquan nodded slightly and looked at the surrounding corridors:

"Who else is dissatisfied?!"

The voice was a little arrogant.

The surrounding area of ​​the martial arts field was silent. As long as the monks below the third level were not disciples of the Nine Sects, it was impossible for them to beat the young man in black below. Naturally, no one dared to go on the field to ask for a fight.

Zuo Lingquan waited for a while and saw that no one came on the field. He looked at the three family heads outside the sword pavilion.

Qingyun City was going to give away the sword, so it didn't matter who took it.

Under the attention of the crowd, Zhang Yinfeng was naturally generous and clapped his hands and said:

"Fellow Daoist, you are very skilled. Since no one is willing to fight..."

Zhang Yinfeng stood up:

"Open the sword pavilion!"

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