Within the courtyard walls.
The dust on the ground was swept up by the sword energy into a lotus shape, even the Confucian Immortal Gu Chen, who had been playing the qin without speaking, raised his head and took a second look.
“Upper Clarity Sword Lotus?”
Xiao Ruofeng rolled his long sword, forced back three steps by Wang Yihang's sword energy, and exclaimed, “As expected of the sword art created by the headmaster of Wangcheng Mountain!”
“Good insight, again!”
Wang Yihang, holding a wooden sword, sometimes elegant and graceful, like a woman...
Sometimes his sword moves were ordinary, naive like a child...
And sometimes wild, like a sudden storm...
Sometimes steady, like a grandmaster guarding his mountain!
His sword moves changed ten thousand times, the sword energy flowed like water, in the courtyard, it was like a dragon playing in the water, extremely impressive.
“So powerful?”
Song Yanhui watched, slightly gasping for breath.
When Wang Yihang was at the Nameless Sword Manor, he had thought Wang Yihang's ability was just that, seeing him not even draw his sword against Ye Feng.
Now it seemed, Wang Yihang's swordsmanship was clearly above his own, a natural sword embryo.
Then, just how terrifying was Ye Feng, who could make Wang Yihang hesitate to draw his sword?
Song Yanhui unconsciously looked at Ye Feng, who was sitting calmly to the side, leisurely sipping wine, his heart trembling.
On the other hand, Xiao Ruofeng, though on the defensive, still maintained a calm composure.
“Is this all the swordsmanship you learned from Master Li of the Academy?”
Wang Yihang laughed wildly, his sword moving like a dragon and a snake, becoming even more urgent.
Xiao Ruofeng was repeatedly pushed back by Wang Yihang, but still maintained a faint smile on his face.
“Is this all?”
Wang Yihang's expression tightened, he glared angrily and struck with a sword like a mountain descending!
“Clang!”
This time Xiao Ruofeng did not retreat, instead, he swung his Hao Que sword to block Wang Yihang's wooden sword and said with a smile, “My Master has a sword art called the Second Best in the World, but I can’t learn it...”
Master Li of the Academy, with his single sword move, claimed the Second Best in the World, so who would dare to claim the First?
Hearing this, Bai Li Luo Chen, who had been silent, involuntarily looked at the Confucian Immortal Gu Chen, who shook his head and said nothing.
“I am not as good as my Master, I can’t unleash that Second Best in the World, so I can only rely on my own sword...”
Xiao Ruofeng gently lowered his foot, then drew his sword and struck, the sword energy burst forth like a mountain collapse: “I call it the Third Best in the World!”
With this sword strike, even Confucian Immortal Gu Chen narrowed his eyes.
Bai Li Luo Chen, Song Yanhui, and Wang Yihang were all shocked!
Xiao Ruofeng’s words were humble, but swordsmen knew, creating a sword technique is countless times more difficult than learning one!
Moreover, he named his technique ‘Third Best in the World’, what kind of arrogant name was that?
After Master Li of the Academy, I am the one to surpass in swordsmanship!
His words were humble, but the implication was arrogant, arrogant enough to make Wang Yihang, who also wielded a sword, filled with anger.
“So this is your Third Best in the World? Are you trying to crush everyone so that they can’t lift their heads?”
Facing the sword energy that was pressing down like a collapsing mountain, Wang Yihang roared and swung his wooden sword, carrying pure sword energy to meet it: “Your sword is like a mountain, I will chop down the mountain with one sword!”
The two swords clashed!
Sword energy surged!
The courtyard was instantly filled with flying sand and stones, but Song Yanhui still watched intently, afraid of missing even a single detail.
After the dust settled, Wang Yihang stood empty-handed, his peach wood sword had clearly fallen beneath a large tree.
“You are welcome.”
Xiao Ruofeng still had his sword in hand, smiling slightly.
“I knew I shouldn't have been lazy when I was practicing.”
Wang Yihang sighed: “I gave it my all, but still lost by half a move.”
“It's just that I have a bit more luck.”
Xiao Ruofeng nodded and said modestly.
Wang Yihang picked up his peach wood sword unhurriedly and said with a smile: “I was going to ask Ye Gongzi to help, but I didn't dare to kill you, so...”
“Sword embryo, how about we join forces?”
！！！
“Ah?”
Song Yanhui was taken aback, and even Xiao Ruofeng was stunned.
Among swordsmen, they challenged each other with swords, valuing fair duels, if they fought with more against less, even if they won, they would be despised by all swordsmen in the world.
“Not…”
Xiao Ruofeng’s smile froze: “I heard that the Headmaster of Qingcheng Mountain, Lü Suzhen, is very ethereal, her actions are righteous and upright, she seems like a fairy descended to earth? As the chief disciple of Wangcheng Mountain, you are acting like this…”
“After I came down the mountain…”
Wang Yihang glanced at Ye Feng and said righteously: “I met the wrong people.”
“Hm?”
Ye Feng raised an eyebrow, feigning displeasure: “Do you not want to live to go back to Wangcheng Mountain?”
！！！
Wang Yihang: “(⊙▽⊙) Eh?!”
【Ding! Emotion value from Wang Yihang +100!】
Wang Yihang scratched his head and laughed, just as he was about to speak.
Xiao Ruofeng suddenly turned his head, his eyes looking towards the courtyard walls, and shouted urgently: “There's killing intent!”
Outside the courtyard walls, Bai Li Chengfeng, standing on the stirrup, jumped into the air. One person with white hair held a sword, and another in purple robes waved a fan, killing their way in.
“Looking for death!”
The words were spoken as the sword was drawn, Bai Li Chengfeng's instant-kill swordsmanship was as swift as lightning, forcing the two men to fly backwards, their clothes were shredded by the sword energy.
The outcome was immediately decided.
However!
The White-haired Immortal and the Purple-robed Marquis were only feinting, after Bai Li Chengfeng’s instant-kill strike, a tall and thin man suddenly appeared, flicking his long sleeves, thousands of pounds of force pressed down on his long sword.
“Thousand Pound Fall!”
Bai Li Chengfeng's expression changed dramatically, he recognized this move.
“Good insight!”
Another man, wearing a copper coin patterned garment, emerged from behind the tall and thin man…
He struck out with a palm like a ghost, hitting Bai Li Chengfeng's armor squarely. The thick palm force exploded instantly, knocking Bai Li Chengfeng against the courtyard wall, making him cough up a mouthful of blood: “Heaven Realm Grandmaster!”
Bai Li Chengfeng's sword was fast, but they were faster. A single palm had severely injured Bai Li Chengfeng of the Untamed and Soaring Realm, they were at least of the same level.
Or even stronger!
‘Clang’, ‘Clang’, ‘Clang’…
The Broken Wind soldiers standing on both sides immediately drew their swords, fearless of the strong, they charged forward.
The tall and thin man and the flowery-clothed man sneered, their feet stomped on the ground, their true energy exploded, throwing all the Broken Wind soldiers who were besieging them, they leaped over Bai Li Chengfeng and commanded: “You guys cover the rear!”
“Who?”
In the courtyard, Confucian Immortal Gu Chen plucked a string on his qin, his voice laced with displeasure.
The thin and tall man stood up, his eyes stern: “Wufa!”
The flowery-clothed man straightened his clothes, his smile was amiable: “Wutian!”
“Seems like unexpected guests…”
Xiao Ruofeng’s pupils constricted: “It seems that you are from that Outer Heaven?”
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