Peach and plum spring breeze and a glass of wine

Yang Tiansheng's reminder was timely.

Yang Ge also heard that the long sword in his opponent's hand was a treasured sword on the magic weapon list, and he immediately gave up the idea of ​​fighting his opponent in close combat...

His sword skills have not yet reached the supreme state of "having a sword in his heart but no sword in his hand". If his opponent really cuts off the sword in a fierce battle, he will probably die without even knowing how he died.

And Duan Yu, the "King of Hell", was already furious when Yang Ge uttered the words "charge interest"!

When did a swordsman who was a junior in the world become worthy enough to "collect interest" in front of me, Duan Yu?

"Bang."

The sword, which was more than ten meters long and looked like a real sword, smashed the courtyard wall where Yang Ge stood, sending bricks and tiles debris flying all over the sky.

Yang Ge, who jumped up in the air, retaliates with a "frost-covering dew" sword, and also cuts out a sharp sword energy that is more than ten meters long, and strikes Duan Yu who is standing on the gate of the Giant Whale Gang.

Duan Yu's body remained motionless, and he swung the sword up casually. The surging sword energy broke through Yang Ge's sword, and the remaining energy exploded in mid-air, turning into a dazzling bright ripple.

Yang Ge flew back to another section of the courtyard wall and gently exhaled a breath of turbid air... He was worthy of being a "sword hero". His sword energy was so majestic and sharp that he had never seen it before!

Duan Yu on the other side pointed at Yang Ge with his sword, and Xufa roared wildly: "Come again!"

"Pooh!"

Yang Ge spit into the palm of his hand, held the square-headed machete in his hands again, and took a deep breath.

This is a challenge.

It’s also an opportunity!

He jumped up, and his true energy surged out from his body: "Aoxue Lingshuang!"

Duan Yu suddenly narrowed his eyes, and swung the sword upward with one hand instead of both hands. The aura around him surged in an instant, and then converged in an instant, turning into a shockingly lethal sword: "Kill the sky!"

The sharp sword energy soared into the sky, with endless and mighty momentum. It had the unruly and invincible meaning of "hate the sky for no handle, hate the earth for no ring".

Killing is the intention of Tianxin Sword to protect life.

Facing the invincible sword spirit.

The two blades of sword energy met and froze for a brief moment, just like the collision of physical objects.

"boom!"

The two blades of sword energy died together, and the terrifying residual force shattered large swaths of bricks and slates, rising into the sky like water splashes.

Yang Ge, who had drawn his sword in the air, was pushed by the force of the shock and flew four or five meters into the air, and the force was smoothly relieved.

As for Duan Yu, who was holding him up, the door of the Giant Whale Gang shattered under his feet, and he was embedded in the ruins like a whack-a-mole.

In the smoke and dust that filled the sky, Yang Ge smashed into the smoke and dust with a majestic force from top to bottom, slashing wildly with his knife.

Duan Yu forcibly shattered the ruins that buried him, and faced him with a sword.

"Dang Dang Dang..."

The two kept moving around in the smoke and dust, fighting fast, and the waterfall-like sword energy was swaying around as if it was free, crushing the surrounding masonry ruins into rubble.

Da Jing'er, who was shaken by the smoke and dust so much that the ground seemed to be shaking violently, didn't look like two humanoid creatures fighting fiercely at all, but more like two ancient giant beasts fighting!

The melon-eaters watching the excitement were forced to retreat again and again, feeling itchy and unbearable.

"Is this the world of the strong?"

"Is this a fight between swordsmen?"

"I've seen it, I've seen it."

"Learned, learned."

A fight between the three pairs of returning giants present.

Putting aside the fight between Li Changjiang and Dong Ping, it was just a father beating his son.

Dong Ping did not dare to confront Li Changjiang head-on. He was chased by Li Changjiang and jumped around like a large grasshopper. The scene was like swatting a fly with a fly swatter.

Anyone with a discerning eye can see that Dong Ping is stalling for time.

At the same time, Li Changjiang's condition... is indeed not good!

The fight between the two swordsmen Yang Yinghao and Liu Changfeng was another matter entirely.

The fight between the two swordsmen was like a pair of dancing butterflies, moving freely and gracefully, with delicate and elegant sword moves. The difference between the superior and inferior swordsmen was within three inches of the sword's edge!

If it weren't for the occasional leak of sword energy, tearing bricks and floors, shattering doors, windows and beams, others would only think that these two famous swordsmen in the world were exchanging tricks!

Only the fight between the two swordsmen, Zhang Mazi and Duan Yu, was so powerful and powerful that the walls collapsed and the ground cracked.

In the eyes of those onlookers who are not very skilled in martial arts, they can hardly see the difference in their swordsmanship. They only feel that the fight between these two master swordsmen looks like two reckless men who have no knowledge of martial arts. Are you tearing and beating?

In the thicker and thicker smoke, the collision between the two swordsmen became more and more dull and violent. Outsiders had no idea how many moves the two men in the smoke had passed.

"Kill the ground!"

I don't know how long it took, but I heard a ferocious roar, and a sword energy as red as blood rushed out.

On both sides of the blood-red sword energy, a figure jumped several feet high like a flea, wiping the blood-red sword energy and jumping out of the smoke.

"Bang."

The blood-red sword energy struck the ground heavily, plowing a crack about three feet long and two feet wide on the solid ground paved with bluestone strips, enough to swallow an adult man.

The one who jumped out of the smoke and dust was Yang Ge.

There was only a black iron half-face mask left on his face. The nine-cylinder mask had flown to nowhere. The clothes on his body were also tattered and turned into Baijiayi. There were several finger-long tattoos on his chest. The wound was oozing blood.

"Pooh!"

He twisted his mouth and spat out a mouthful of bloody spit. He took a look at the square-headed machete that had broken into half in his hand, and threw it away.

"Zhang Mazi, go on!"

Seeing this, Yang Tiansheng in the distance pulled out his subordinate's saber and threw it at Yang Ge.

Yang Ge stretched out his hand to fish it out without looking back, and firmly caught the flying steel knife.

At the right time, a gust of breeze blew by...

Duan Yu, who was also in ragged clothes in the smoke and dust, walked out of the smoke and dust step by step, dragging a long and narrow silver knife with red eyes, panting violently.

A ferocious murderous intention followed his footsteps like a dark cloud covering the sky, covering Yang Ge bit by bit.

Yang Ge glanced at him, and his aura quickly became restrained, standing like a rock in the midst of a tsunami of violent murderous intent.

"very good!"

Duan Yu wiped the blood from his mouth, looked straight at Yang Ge, and said with a hoarse smile: "Since the swordsmanship of a certain family has become great, you are the first one who can force a certain family to kill three lives with three swords." Swordsman!"

"Three killing swords?"

Yang Ge carefully recalled the two swords just now, and said with a smile: "To be honest... just average!"

The feeling those two swords gave him...the sword's intent was strong and full of emotions.

But it’s very weak inside!

It's like a poor painter who has never seen the majestic sea and paints a picture of stormy waves based on imagination.

As a result, the waves were higher, but there was no sense of power or terror that a stormy sea should have!

Maybe I still read too few books...

"generally?"

Duan Yu's eyes suddenly widened, as if he was thinking of some unbearable past event, his face was distorted and his head was full of veins and he roared: "Who do you think you are, you are worthy of commenting on a certain family's sword art?"

"Don't you still have a knife?"

Yang Ge smiled lightly and said, "It just so happens that I also have a knife."

"Whether you are worthy or not will be decided by the sword!"

Duan Yu smiled, with a hint of madness in his eyes: "That's good, this sword will determine the difference between superior and inferior, as well as life and death!"

Yang Ge nodded: "If you die, I will collect your body for you!"

Duan Yu nodded: "If I die, you will be the new swordsman!"

Yang Ge held the knife with both hands: "Please!"

Duan Yu held the knife with both hands: "Please!"

Yang Ge stepped into a horse stance with his feet apart, holding the steel knife in his hands with both hands, and inhaled slowly.

Duan Yu's legs were uneven. He took in a sharp breath and slowly exhaled it. As he exhaled, his whole body's true energy slowly spread out, covering him like mist in the morning.

"Keng..."

Before the two of them could move, the two long knives had already made clear and clear sword sounds in unison.

Seeing this scene, both Li Changjiang, who stabbed Dong Ping's chest with a gun, and Yang Yinghao, who still had not decided the winner with Liu Changfeng, stopped what they were doing and looked here.

Talented people have emerged from generation to generation, and each has led the way for hundreds of years.

But the collision of these two generations of top swordsmen is very likely to create a collision of peak swordsmanship where the old and new "sword masters" will alternate...

A rare sight in a century!

The long river of time seems to have slowed down when it reaches here.

It was only a matter of a few fingers, but it seemed like several hours had passed.

"Ah……"

Yang Ge, who was inhaling and exhaling, didn't know what he thought of, but he chuckled.

In an instant, two long knives were raised simultaneously.

"Kill yourself!"

Duan Yu, who was on the other side, roared to the sky at the top of his lungs. He held the knife with both hands bursting with muscles and struck down. The strength from his whole body turned into a bright red sword energy and surged out. The evil spirit lingered on the sword energy, like the howl of an innocent soul.

On the other hand, Yang Ge in this case just slashed with a light sword, his movements were brisk and smooth, and there was actually a sense of elegant elegance.

Last time, neither Yang Tiansheng nor Yang Yinghao could see clearly how Yang Ge's sword was struck.

This time, they all saw clearly...

It was a sharp sword energy as bright as the bright moon.

Extremely thin, as thin as a line.

Extremely bright, so bright that it is impossible to see directly with the naked eye.

Then there was such a thin snow line that people worried that it would break automatically, but with one knife the crazy Yin Hong sword energy was divided into two, and it slanted across Duan Yu's upper body like a breeze blowing on his face.

"Bang."

Yin Hong's sword energy struck heavily on both sides of Yang Ge, tearing the earth apart and leaving two deep grooves filled with black energy.

The violent vibration shook Yang Ge's steps, and he fell forward. He instinctively pushed the steel knife in his hand to the ground, trying to stabilize his body.

But as soon as the steel knife touched the ground, it shattered inch by inch.

Yang Ge, who had slashed his sword into the air, knelt down on one knee in embarrassment, blood dripping from his mouth and nose again.

"Yang Tiansheng, Yang Tiansheng..."

He covered his mouth and nose and shouted vaguely: "What kind of broken knives are these in your house? They are so useless!"

Yang Tiansheng in the distance was still immersed in Yang Ge's amorous sword blow just now, and he didn't hear his muttering at all.

Duan Yu, whose eyes were frozen, seemed to have finally come to his senses. A brilliant light burst out from his eyes, as if he had seen some unparalleled beauty.

Then, he smiled and stretched out his hand to throw it away: "This knife from a certain family is very useful, I will give it to you!"

"Keng."

Lengyue's sword fell in front of Yang Ge and inserted into the bluestone as smoothly as a sharp blade inserted into tofu.

As soon as Yang Ge raised his head, through the Lengyue sword, he saw a large amount of fine blood mist spurting out from Duan Yu's neck. He fell straight backwards, hit the ground, and fell into two pieces.

He opened his mouth, wanting to speak.

But he spurted out a large mouthful of blood, and could only raise his head with all his strength, and shouted: "Yang Tiansheng, Yang Tiansheng, where is your medicine..."

Yang Tiansheng suddenly came to his senses and hurriedly rushed out of the crowd: "It's coming, it's coming, hold on, don't die!"

"The next generation is to be feared, the next generation is to be feared!"

Liu Changfeng on the other side finally came to his senses and said while stroking his beard with mixed emotions.

"Pfft."

A golden long sword pierced his heart quickly, accurately and fiercely like a poisonous snake spitting a message. Liu Changfeng's eyes froze, and he raised his head in disbelief and looked at Yang Yinghao opposite: "You... "

Yang Yinghao exhaled a thick breath and stretched out his hand to push: "You know that the younger generations are to be feared, why don't you hurry up and make way for them?"

Liu Changfeng fell heavily to the ground and muttered in disbelief: "I don't talk about martial ethics..."

Yang Yinghao sneered: "You dare to be distracted when fighting with grandpa, who will die if you don't?"

"Dad (village owner)!"

All the people from Yunmeng Villa who came with him were furious. They all drew out their weapons and rushed over.

On the other side, Li Jincheng and others from Lianlianwu, who had been watching the show for a long time, also drew their swords and drew their swords to meet them: "Kill these bastards to death!"

The scene suddenly became a mess, and the onlookers who had had enough of eating melons ran away with their heads in their hands, and their hearts were still thinking excitedly. They must change places to talk about today's events... It's so exciting, so damn exciting. !

Yang Yinghao, who was in the middle of a chaotic battle, calmly took back his sword, stepped back, hiding his merit and fame: "From now on, there will be only one sword in the Jianghuai land, and that is my 'Sun Eclipse Sword' Yang family! "

On the other side, Yang Tiansheng rushed to Yang Ge's side. As soon as he took out the small silver bottle from his waist, he felt his eyes dazzled. A white and delicate palm pushed his small silver bottle back: "There are better ones here at Zajia! "

He raised his head in a daze, and said "fuck" in shock, and lost his voice: "Why are you here?"

The visitor said angrily: "Why can't the Za family be here?"

He took out a small porcelain bottle from his arms, opened the cork and handed it to Yang Ge: "Ouchi secretly made the 'Liu Shen Qi Pills', take two pills."

Yang Ge shook his head and pushed back the porcelain bottle in front of him. He tremblingly took the small silver bottle in Yang Tiansheng's hand, bit open the cork, opened the mask, and poured it into his mouth.

Seeing this, the visitor took back the porcelain bottle and said in a strange tone: "Hey, are you guarding against the Miscellaneous Family?"

Yang Ge rolled his eyes and said vaguely: "What do you think?"

Yang Tiansheng supported Yang Ge, who was trembling, and looked at the bearded eunuch in front of him warily: "Are you on the way?"

Yang Ge replied: "Come all the way."

The visitor crossed his arms and looked up and down at the bloody Yang Ge: "Is it worth it?"

Yang Ge leaned on Yang Tiansheng and replied feebly but loudly: "A life debt must be paid with a life!

The visitor turned around and glanced at Duan Yu, the "King of Hell" who had been cut into two pieces, and said with some admiration, "Congratulations, 'Sword Master' Zhang Mazi!"