Me and my Jianghu Tavern

However, from the past, Jiang He looked like a rich man, without the slightest majesty and imposing manner.

"Thank you." Zhang Ming smiled slightly. He raised his head and focused his eyes on the five swords.

Just when the five swords were about to fall on him, Zhang Ming raised his hand and said softly, "Be sure."

The five swords were fixed in front of him.

"Five, five... No, it's six!"

Including the turquoise sword just now, there should be six of them.

Zhang Ming turned his head, looked at Li Qingfeng, and said, "Whether you have anything to do with that stinky Taoist or not, I have to beat you up today."

After finishing speaking, Zhang Ming's eyes froze, his hands were on his back, and the six swords all turned around and pointed at Li Qingfeng in an instant.

Li Qingfeng's expression didn't change, instead he seemed somewhat excited, he spread his hands and said, "Please enlighten me, sir."

All six handles are murderous.

One to seal the throat, the other to chase the heart.

There are four more handles, chasing those four limbs.

Since you want to see it, let you see it clearly, if the skill of controlling the sword is only offensive but not defensive, it is the most terrible thing.

Everyone who looked at Xi Lei was taken aback.

"Only momentum? No sword intent?"

"Hey..." Everyone was dumbfounded, "This person doesn't even have a sword heart, what a monster jumped out of it."

Zhang Ming didn't have sword intent, but he was already in the realm of a master, which made everyone feel distressed. It was so strange, no matter whether it was martial arts or swordsmanship, if he didn't have the will, he couldn't become a master. What a freak.

Only attacking but not defending, the six flying swords are interspersed together, but people can't see the direction clearly.

"Immortal means..."

This technique of controlling the sword is really a fairy trick.

Li Qingfeng also had to cheer up his spirits, he had also experienced it before, so he couldn't take it lightly.

"Have a righteous spirit in your heart, and your sword will rule the world." Li Qingfeng raised his hand, pointed his sword in front of him, and the sword intent gushed out.

"Haoran!"

The sword power is great, and the sword intent is also great, facing the six flying swords.

He was not sure that he could break all of this sword.

All this happened so fast that everyone didn't even see clearly what happened at the bottom.

Hearing the shock in the arena, one flying sword fell to the ground, another flew vertically, another fell into the ring and was inserted into the ring, and another was also blocked by Li Qingfeng.

Of the six flying swords, Li Qingfeng broke four of them with one strike.

Chapter 396: Resignation

Even Li Qingfeng couldn't block all six flying swords with one strike.

Four swords fell everywhere, and the other two stabbed at Li Qingfeng with sharp edges.

Zhang Ming believes in a saying: In martial arts in the world, the only thing that can't be broken is speed, and the same is true for swords. As long as you are fast enough, even if you can only attack but not defend, then no one can do anything to him.

"Zheng..."

The sound of swords resounded, and Li Qingfeng shook his green robe and stepped back. It was also at this moment that the two flying swords stayed for a moment, and everyone saw such an afterimage.

Quick, these two swords are ridiculously fast.

It turned out that the four of the six swords that were knocked out were just an introduction, and these two swords were the real killing swords. Everyone couldn't help but gasp.

If they were to go up instead, those four swords would probably not be able to stop them, let alone the two swords that were so fast.

"Good boy." There was a light in Jiang He's eyes, and he stood up immediately, his eyes couldn't leave the two flying swords.

Zhang Ming stretched out his two fingers and lifted them up.

"Kill!" Zhang Ming's voice was indifferent, and his gaze was approaching ice-cold.

Since it's a sword test, then just try it seriously, he knows how much he weighs, if he doesn't go all out, he might not be able to defeat Li Qingfeng.

Don't look at him now as the upper hand, but Li Qingfeng didn't necessarily use his full strength.

The two swords moved around, and the airflow turned, stirring up the flying snow. The flying snow surrounded the two swords, as if a blizzard had risen out of thin air.

Li Qingfeng stopped and stopped.

He finally got out the sword.

Li Qingfeng was silent for a while, then raised the sword in his hand.

"The sword has grandeur, and the sword of grandeur can break all laws."

The sword flower stirred, as if inadvertently swaying a sword,

"Cut." Li Qingfeng spat out the word, with arrogance gushing out, he pointed at the twin swords of Blizzard flying towards him.

In an instant, the arena trembled, and the energy vibrated.

Some people backed out tens of meters, did not dare to stay where they were, and even entered a little bit reluctantly, which was the point where they turned their backs on their backs.

When they raised their heads, there were already two falling flying swords on the ring.

So far, the six flying swords were all smashed by Li Qingfeng.

Neither of them took advantage of the other.

"If it's just the way of controlling the sword, sir, I'm afraid you won't be able to defeat me." Li Qingfeng said calmly while holding the sword.

Zhang Ming picked up his fingertips, and the six flying swords that fell everywhere rose into the air and surrounded him in front of him.

Why doesn't Zhang Ming understand that although the method of controlling the sword is tricky, if you meet a real master of swordsmanship, you can only hold it for a while. The sword is fast enough, but Li Qingfeng's insight into sword energy and swordsmanship is already It was almost past Zhang Ming's sword.

"If I still have the sword intent, maybe I can make two or three more swords." Zhang Ming was silent for a while.

He hesitated again. If he was really asked to show his hole cards, he might be able to win this round, but it wasn't worth it, but it wasn't necessary.

If you win, that's what the stinky Taoist priest wanted, and there's no shame in losing, it's Li Qingfeng after all.

After a while, when Zhang Ming finally spoke, he sighed and said, "You won."

After finishing speaking, Zhang Ming turned around and was about to get off the ring.

"This……"

Everyone froze for a moment, but couldn't figure it out.

It can be seen that, in fact, the two of them haven't done anything serious yet, they just seem to be warming up, but why do they have to admit defeat like this.

Li Qingfeng looked at this scene, but raised his hand and said: "Wait a minute, sir."

Zhang Ming waved his hand, not wanting to talk to him.

"Listen to me, sir." Seeing that Zhang Ming hadn't stopped, Li Qingfeng said directly, "Only the sir can handle this matter, I can't, the Grand Master can't, the only one is sir."

Zhang Ming's footsteps trembled, and he almost stepped out of the ring, but he retracted his foot.

He frowned, turned around and asked, "Why me?"

He didn't know how many times he asked this sentence, Kong Yue couldn't understand it, and Zhang Ming couldn't figure it out either.

When he came to this world, he was nothing more than a mortal, even a layman. He was righteous in the world, and he never cared about the safety of the world. He just became a cheap shopkeeper, selling wine and chatting. What does it have to do with him.

"It's sir, and it can only be sir."

Li Qingfeng couldn't explain clearly, but he also believed the words of Taoist Confucius.

Zhang Ming fell silent.

For some reason, he felt as if everyone was forcing him, as if if he didn't agree, he would be risking the world's disobedience. This feeling made Zhang Ming very uncomfortable.

Turning his head, he looked at the Yanshan Sword Tower.

The window of the sword building opened again, and the old man was looking at him.

Look up and look at the sky.

The grand master's mind wandered, and his mind was also looking at him.

In front of him, Hao Ranzong's former half-step sword fairy was also looking at him.

However, the people under the ring were all confused and didn't understand what they were talking about, and of course they didn't need to know.

But the people in the dark also understand, there are only a few people who know the secrets in this world, they are very clear about what is hidden in the sword tower.

Zhang Ming was in a daze for a moment, stretched out his hand, and held the handleless emerald long sword.

Li Qingfeng finally heaved a sigh of relief.

"As you wish." Zhang Ming said calmly.

After all, he raised his hand and swung a sword.

The sword intent was condensed, and all the snow on Yanshan Mountain melted away in an instant, like winter passing and spring coming, suddenly like a spring breeze coming overnight.

Something seemed to be broken, and there was a cracking sound in the void.

The diaphragm that was not broken on that side was broken after all.

This sword.

It seems to contain everything in this world.

"Sword One Green Mountain"

Just swinging a sword, the world seems to be overshadowed.

With just one strike, he has already stepped into the realm of a half-step sword fairy.

Some people were crazy, some stood up immediately, some retreated a few meters, and some had trembling hands, unable to hold the sword in their hands.

This is Zhang Ming's sword, it doesn't belong to others, it's not the sword that came from the west, and it's not the flying fairy that day, it really belongs to him.

Whether there is such a sword intent is just a thought.

This is practice, and it is also the world's recognition of this outsider.

The sword light flashed, under this sword, Li Qingfeng failed to swing the sword, so he was defeated.

Just a moment, and only this moment.

"..."

Jiang He's lips trembled, and the teacup in his hand fell to the ground, speechless.

When the sword light dissipated, Li Qingfeng's arm trembled, a trace of blood flowed down the trembling hand, and dripped down the sword in his hand.

"Tick."

Everyone came back to their senses, and when the sword intent gradually dissipated, they dared to breathe out.

That kind of depression shocked everyone on Yanshan Mountain.

"Satisfied?" Zhang Ming's eyes were indifferent, and he no longer had the firework aura as before, as if he had changed into a different person.

Li Qingfeng's complexion was a little pale, but he smiled, his smile was more real than before, he smiled from the bottom of his heart, and he said, "Satisfied."

How can you be dissatisfied.

Chapter 397: Old Man

Many things in this world cannot be settled with a single word. It is as if someone picks up a knife and becomes a butcher, while someone picks up a knife and becomes a butcher.

He doesn't want to lift the sword, and he doesn't want to care about these insignificant things, but he will still be unhappy if he doesn't like it.

Some things will always be done by someone else. Since there is no choice but him, it's better to save some trouble.

Maybe he would regret it too, but Zhang Ming didn't want to go on like this.

Daoists have their persistence, and Li Qingfeng, a disciple of Haoranzong, also has his choice, which is already the general trend.