I am Fu Xuan, but I am the messenger of the Destiny Star God.

"Master Fu Xuan, are you sure you want to do this?"

Yanqing thought for a while, and finally raised his sword as well. He pointed the blade at the opponent, but it dispersed the surrounding ice blades - because the next step was not to prove with strength, but with skill.

Comparing his aggressive appearance at the beginning and the names he calls Fu Xuan now, we can also see the change in his mentality now.

"No need to say more, take action."

Fu Xuan now seemed to be very impatient, and he simply waved the long sword in his hand with a sword flower.

If a swordsman were facing these remarks and attitude, he would definitely not be able to refuse them.

"Ok."

Yanqing saw that the situation had reached this point, and he also knew that he had to answer the challenge no matter what today, whether it was his swordsmanship or his confidence in his own strength.

In particular, the opponent seemed to be an amateur who didn't know how to use sword weapons. The way she held the sword showed that Ding Zhen-Fu Xuan didn't know how to use a sword at all.

"Lord Fu Xuan, be careful!"

between words.

Yanqing had already taken action first, and the moment he finished speaking, he had already appeared in front of Fu Xuan. With the long sword in his hand, he started with a sword skill that seemed simple but was actually mysterious and complicated - this kind of sword skill that did not rely on strength was simply... In a competition of skills, to outsiders it looked like two people just slashing at each other with long swords.

Compared with the destructive power of the scenes that destroy the world, only those who are truly knowledgeable can see what is wonderful and what is terrifying in the technical competition.

The crisp sound of gold and iron clashing constantly echoed in the air, and the two sides had fought each other no less than ten times in a breath.

How can it be! ?

In contrast to Fu Xuan, who was as calm as water, Yan Qing was indeed getting more and more frightened - when the other party put the long sword on his own sword as if he was predicting the future, he felt as if his three views were instantly affected by this. A sword blast shattered it.

How could a person who knew absolutely nothing about swordsmanship be able to hold on to my own swordsmanship for the first time? !

The two sides fought against each other more than ten times, and he determined that the sister of Fu Taibu in front of him was a layman who didn't understand swordsmanship. She was clearly a super master whose swordsmanship was so superb that he might have entered the realm of "returning to nature"!

Every move, every move, has long been freed from the constraints of worldly desires and mundane sword skills - it has truly reached the point where there is no move to win but one move, a thousand moves are one move, and one move is a thousand moves!

He has truly achieved the title of "Sword Immortal", he can hold everything in the world as a sharp sword in his hand, and he can kill hundreds of millions of thousands of evil spirits with just one sword!

Simply outrageous! !

After another exchange of blows, Yanqing retreated and regrouped his sword strength but did not dare to take action. Now he had no trace of the slightest contempt for the person in front of him.

Who can tell him that Fu Taibu's sister is not just a normal diviner?

How could a diviner master such swordsmanship that he could easily win the title of contemporary swordsman among the major swordsmen circles in the entire alliance! ?

No, directly nominate the title of Sword Immortal!

In other words, this is a technical competition where the two sides do not use strength to prevent the sword from falling into the opponent's hands, but in any real confrontation, strength is used?

Yanqing felt that he could not withstand even one move from the opponent... maybe, half a move.

But why has he not even seen such a powerful swordsman before when he was practicing hard, let alone heard of it, and he has the same name as Fu Taibu!

He felt that his outlook on life was going to explode at this moment.

"..."

"...Master Fu Xuan, your swordsmanship is at its peak and deserves admiration. Yan Qing is convinced."

After a few seconds of silence, Yanqing suddenly put away his momentum and the sword in his hand, and gave him the courtesy of a swordsman.

Without him.

Fairy Boat proverb:

Wen Wu is the best, martial arts is not the second. If his skills are not as good as others, his skills are not as good as others. The swordsmanship in front of him has reached that kind of immortal state. If he continues to attack here, he will undoubtedly further humiliate himself.

What kind of layman doesn't know how to use a sword?

Thinking back to the time when Hou Yehou commented on my abilities, I was so angry that I jumped out and retorted. Today, I went against my will and came here to make trouble?

clap clap.

When Yanqing was thinking wildly, a sudden burst of applause came from far away, interrupting the atmosphere here.

Comparing the confusion in Yanqing's eyes, Fu Xuanze, who also put away her sword, was not surprised at all by the visitor - even if she didn't see everything that would happen on this day in advance, she could "predict" it.

"I didn't expect it, I didn't expect it. I just heard the movement at Taibosi's door and came over to take a look, but I saw such a scene."

"It's indeed interesting. I didn't expect Fu Taibu's sister to have such good swordsmanship. Technically, even Yan Qing, who I personally mentioned, is no match for you."

The visitor was Jing Yuan, who had been watching the show for a long time, and Fu Xuanze also saw his sister who quietly returned to the crowd behind him, as if she had not left just now.

"General."

Yanqing saluted quickly and did not think too much about how General Jingyuan could appear so "just right" suddenly.

In Fu Xuan's words, he doesn't have the brain to understand this yet.

All his attention was now focused on the last comment Jing Yuan made.

"The general is too well-respected, but good swordsmanship cannot be mentioned."

Fu Xuan's eyes returned to Jing Yuan. Looking at him like this, he knew clearly that the other party had roughly "guessed" what the content of the next two scripts would be, so he said calmly: "I just made a copy. It’s just Swordsman Yanqing’s swordsmanship. In other words, Swordsman Yanqing was actually defeated by his future swordsmanship, not by me.”

"Copy? My swordsmanship?"

Sure enough, as soon as these words came out, Yan Qing was stunned on the spot.

"Why, don't you feel it?"

Fu Xuan glanced at the other party casually, and his tone was still pleasant: "Although my sword skills are more proficient, the essence is still the routine you have mastered. After fighting for more than ten times, I didn't even notice it. Look. Come on, my evaluation of you at Nighthou was indeed correct, and you were indeed good with General Jingyuan, but what if you were to act alone without the general?"

"As a swordsman, you can't even recognize the sword moves that you are familiar with. In other words, your current mental state of cultivation is compared to the force you have mastered. You still have a long way to go."

After saying these words, Yanqing's expression changed slightly. Now he was thinking about the battle just now, and the skills displayed by Master Fu Xuan seemed to be a bit familiar.

But at that time, I was so shocked at the opponent's level that I didn't think about it at all, let alone observe it.

As the other party said:

As a swordsman who spars without observing and only fights, even if his skill training is in place, his state of mind is really a mess.

He still dreams of being a swordsman.