Tian Yan 49

As the rain became more urgent, Shen Dong was putting the bamboo hat on Shuang Jiang's head, wiped his face, and said "tsk" unwillingly: "Don't you try the right-hand sword, big brother?"

Shuang Jiang straightened the hat, stared at Fang Xiang's hand intently, and still did not forget to yell at him: "Do you think Mr. Fang is the same as you? If the elder brother held the sword in his right hand, he would be knocked away with the first blow."

Shen Dong thought to himself, hey, you brat, the bigger you are, the more promising you will be.

Yuyaofeng rose to form a ray of sky, a ray of silver light streaked straight across a long line in the air, and the sharpest sword tip pierced Fang Xiang's eyes in the blink of an eye.Shen Dongzai likes to start with Yixiantian the most. Yixiantian is fast and direct, and it is the best move to close the distance.Fang Xiang lifted the blade lightly, the tip of the sword slid away against the spine, and a string of fine sparks grinded into the air accompanied by the sound of gold and iron.

The sword moves lightly and changes moves extremely quickly. Yu Yaofeng stabs again with his backhand. Yu Yaofeng's sword has arrived!

The two were too close, and it was too late when Fang Xiang wanted to retreat from Yu Yaofeng's attacking range. Yu Yaofeng's every sword was not heavy, so every sword was very fast - lack of strength, but spiritual power Like the continuous turbulent waves, Fang Xiang couldn't get rid of it, so he had to bite the bullet and withstand it. When Yu Yaofeng's set of Bihai Chaosheng Sword was exhausted, Fang Xiang's entire arm was numb.

Fang Xiang took advantage of the gap between Yu Yaofeng's sword and the old power was old and the new power was not yet regenerated. He rubbed his painful wrist and smiled wryly: "Brother Yu, you are cheating."

Both Shuangjiang and Shen Dongzai couldn't help grinning, they also felt that Yu Yaofeng was cheating - Yu Yaofeng's spiritual power reserve was two or three times higher than that of a person of the same level with all twelve meridians. Spiritual power is like playing, and I have never cherished it.This is because the elder brother Nian kept his hand when Fang Xiang had never fought against him. If he tried his best from the beginning and Fang Xiang didn't prepare at all, this arm would be useless.

Yu Yaofeng smiled and said nothing, Fang Xiang held up the knife to attack, the arc of the knife was as bright as snow, Yu Yaofeng retreated while fighting, the light of the sword was also bright, the two seemed to meet swords in dense rain and snow, The jingling sound was endless, and the overflowing energy drew light white marks on the field.

Shen Dong clicked his tongue and said: "Fang Xiang's saber is too fast, if senior brother can't take the time to fight back, he may suffer a disadvantage later when the saber field reveals his intention."

Shen Dongzai's mouth may have been opened, but as soon as he finished speaking, an extremely sharp feeling suddenly penetrated everyone's body and mind, as if he had been stabbed in the heart by a sharp blade that had just been tempered by Bingquan. Stretched, my heart felt cold.Almost at the same time, there was a loud "clang" sound on the field, and Fang Xiang's knife was attached to the middle of the sword with a sharp intent. On the side, a line of blood was rubbed on the shoulder.

There was a commotion among the bystanders, Fang Xiang's saber was turned back, and the unarmed Yu Yaofeng suddenly disappeared, and he swung the saber at nothing.

Just as the long sword that was thrown flying fell to the ground, a large splash of water was startled.

There was a moment of silence on the field, and everyone looked at the sword that flew halfway.A large piece of light golden light spot condensed on the edge of the sword, the light suddenly brightened, and then flew away one after another. Yu Yaofeng reached out from the light and picked up the sword on the ground.

The onlookers were stunned for a moment, and then asked their spiritual friends: "Is this the escape skill of spiritual cultivation?"

The spiritual practitioners trembled and said, "It's true..."

"How do I remember that this move takes a long time to prepare, and the distance is very short?"

The devastated spiritual practitioners: "..."

This move consumes a frightening amount of spiritual power. Which prodigal spirituality can run half the time in one go, and run so fast and so beautifully?

Spots of light danced on the field accompanied by heavy rain, Yu Yaofeng's black hair was scattered on his shoulders and back, he straightened up, and before he could speak, Fang Xiang stamped the ground and stabbed at Yu Yaofeng!The point of the knife is sharp and the blade is straight. Shen Dong narrowed his eyes and murmured unconsciously: "The sword came out of the mountain?"

This is a sword move - a move in Tian Wen Jian Jue, which has the same effect as Yi Yi Tian.

Yu Yaofeng encountered this move suddenly, was caught off guard for a moment, raised his sword subconsciously, and shook a very fancy-looking sword flower. Fang Xiang's knife pierced straight into the center of the sword flower, was stirred up and released, and finally the blade A crooked, almost let go.

Shen Dong slapped himself on the forehead with a "slap", heaved a long sigh, and wiped the rainwater off his face.

Fang Xiang stood firm, pointed the blade obliquely at the ground, and the rain rolled down the blade.He raised his eyebrows unsurprisingly, and with a sway of his body, three afterimages appeared, the sharp saber intent fell straight from mid-air, and the shining jade shook Feng Tianling!

Yu Yaofeng raised the horizontal sword, and the five fingers of his right hand slid across the edge of the sword, pulling out five blood strings.Fang Xiang's knife did not cut the blade, but landed on the five strings. These five strings blocked the sharpness of Fang Xiang's knife. As the blade passed by, the deep tone of the guqin was majestic in the heavy rain. And rise.

There are five zither sounds, Gongshangjiao Zhengyu, every sound, the sharp and cold feeling in Tianling Hall becomes weaker, replaced by a peaceful and quiet aura that expands, and finally offsets Fang Xiang's aura , are [-]-[-].

Fang Xiang withdrew his knife and retreated, the sharp texture in the air slowly recovered, Yu Yaofeng held his sword upside down, and saluted with fists together: "Accept."

The tip of his right finger was still bleeding, which was diluted by the rain, and it dripped into a puddle on the ground. The blood on his shoulder was slightly blurred. upright feeling.

Shen Dong gave a "tsk" regretfully: "We lost."

The artistic conception and artistic field that Yu Yaofeng finally developed was borrowed from Qin Xiu's method, which is no longer a sword move. Looking at this alone, Yu Yaofeng's sword naturally lost to Fang Xiang's sword.Although Yu Yaofeng's sword is also very powerful, it has no sword intent - and the existence of "intelligence" is the easiest way to judge whether a person can surpass Huashen and advance to Yuqi.

After all, "meaning" is the monk's deepest understanding of the "Tao" he has chosen.

Shuang Jiang said: "Young master Fang is as famous as senior brother, if senior senior brother doesn't use the piano, he must be at a disadvantage."

Fang Xiang returned the gift and said with a smile: "Brother Yu, do you know why Fang wants Brother Yu to compete with me with a sword?"

"I don't know."

Fang Xiang suddenly asked: "I don't know if Brother Yu has heard of the youngest cultivator who was once the youngest cultivator in Zhongzhou?"

Yu Yaofeng was startled, probably guessing what he was going to say, subconsciously glanced in the direction of his two juniors.

"300 years ago, he was a disciple of my Zhongzhou Tianwen Sect. Our senior brother was born with a set of meridian bones that were almost innately prepared for the Tianwen Sword Art. He was promoted to the stage of transforming gods. There is no match for Tianwen's God Transformation monks." Fang Xiangdao, "It's a pity that he went mad in the end, killed his master and friends, and was finally executed here. This is the biggest loss for Tianwen in the past thousand years."

Fang Xiang looked at Yu Yaofeng's sword, and said in a voice that only the two of them could hear clearly: "He got up too fast and fell too fast, 20 years in the cultivation world is too short...but the influence he has passed down to this day One of them is to revise the Tianwen Sword Art from the beginning to the end. His favorite sword move is Jian Chu Shan, and he discovered the biggest loophole of Jian Chu Shan and the method to dismantle this move—that is your move. With fancy sword flowers."

Yu Yaofeng smiled helplessly, and Fang Xiang continued: "In all these years, this is the first time I've seen this move of pulling flowers in the hands of an outsider...it's so beautiful that it looks like it was copied from that person."

Fang Xiang was a little emotional: "He is still alive."

Yu Yaofeng said calmly: "Young Master Fang, what do you want to say when you mention this?"

Fang Xiang smiled: "It's just a little emotional, going around for 300 years... he thinks he's doing well?"

"Fortunately."

"It's not a good thing to be amazed at a premature talent. Geniuses rarely live long." Fang Xiang said casually, and then looked at the wall that Yu Yaofeng was looking at: "I heard that the youngest disciple of your Sushen Peak used a knife ?”

Yu Yaofeng also looked over: "It's true."

"Does he intend to play tricks with me?" Fang Xiangxing asked.

Yu Yaofeng rolled his eyes, and regardless of whether Shuang Jiang had any interest in being tortured, he seized this opportunity for free teaching for him first, and said firmly: "Of course, he has it during the time of the Qunyinghui."