The days when Zhao Sandao forged his knife are getting closer and closer.

Li Mengzhou's injuries also improved significantly.

Lu Jiuge and Nan Sheng and other disciples from Jianjiayuan left Baihong Town.

But Bei Zangfeng and Xie Chunfeng stayed for the time being.

Also along the Tianhe River, they gathered here again.

The positions of Li Mengzhou and Lu Jiuge were originally standing, but were replaced by Xiao Zhinan and Bei Zangfeng.

This is also what they agreed on.

Xie Ning seemed a little confused, turned to look at his brother and said, "Then Xiao Zhinan and Mr. Bei fought once on the Wanli Plain, why are you going to fight again now?"

Xie Chunfeng said calmly: "Although Mr. Bei is a swordsman in the academy, he actually does not often make swords. Combined with Xiao Zhinan's always-off behavior, it is not difficult to understand why there is such a battle. After the Wanli Plain, they are all stronger. Since they meet on a narrow road in Baihong Town, how can they not fight?"

Xie Ning turned to Li Mengzhou, who was also watching, and said hatefully: "I really don't want to see this person again. After Mr. Bei and Xiao Zhinan fought, we should leave Baihong Town quickly, otherwise I would be afraid that I would not be able to help but cause trouble for him."

Xie Chunfeng said with some regret: "Your state of mind is not as good as him, and your cultivation level is not as good as him. You say you are going to make trouble, but in fact you are just asking for trouble. Unless you become strong enough, you will read more and talk less, control your emotions well, and hide your childish thoughts."

After many lessons, Xie Ning was actually working hard, but he was unable to control his legs. He knew in his heart that if he could not defeat Li Mengzhou by his own ability, he would not have any effect if he was unforgivable.

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It is naturally extraordinary that the personal story of the sword tutel of Beiyan Langhuan and the gentlemen in Lihua Academy draw their swords from each other, but compared to the battle in Wanli Plain, there is actually not much to say along the Tianhe River at this time.

The Wanli Plain was watched by the world, and Lu Jiuge passed the sword to Li Mengzhou, either deliberately or unintentionally, but the second time Xiao Zhinan and Bei Zangfeng drew the sword was Baihong Town, which was not cared about by the world, no one knew about it except Li Mengzhou and Xie Chunfeng. They were just watching the battle and did not think about deliberately spreading this battle.

It is difficult to be noticed by the whole world.

Li Mengzhou's eyes were on Xiao Zhinan and Bei Zangfeng. He really didn't know which of the two was stronger. It is said that when he was in the Wanli Plain, Xiao Zhinan was defeated by Bei Zangfeng.

Xiao Zhinan has become stronger now, but Bei Zangfeng is not an ordinary person.

Because they fought once in the Wanli Plain, they knew each other well, and the purpose of this battle was to re-decide the winner. Although Bei Zangfeng may not have such an idea, they were just to cooperate with Xiao Zhinan to fight.

But they didn't want to fight in a daze, but directly cut out the strongest sword.

The thick giant branch sword was thrown out by Beizangfeng and smashed heavily on the bank of Tianhe River. He entered the ground for several inches. He bounced his fingers and shot them, and the broken giant branch sword turned into countless swords. It was driven by Beizangfeng's thoughts and had a clear idea and could attack at will.

Xiao Zhinan held the sword in his hand tightly, and once again showed the battle situation during the Wanli Plain. The water of the sky was boiling, and rainbows appeared out of thin air, making the whole world magnificent.

Jinghong's sword had been handed out from her.

The fragments of the giant branch sword were shattered in Jinghong's sword intent.

But countless pieces of fragments came and gradually disintegrated the intent of Jinghong's sword.

This is a very pure contest.

The broken swords of the stars all over the sky are blended into the artistic conception of Jinghong, and swept violently along the Tianhe River.

The rolling wave suddenly shattered with the wind, and there were dull sounds in the green mountains.

The sound of exploding the air seemed to hit the heart of a person.

"After all, it's Xiao Zhinan and Bei Zangfeng."

Thank you for the spring breeze and sigh that you are not as good as you.

Xie Ning no longer knew what to say, and was completely stunned by the scene in front of him.

Li Mengzhou was relatively calm. He carried his hands on his back and watched quietly without any emotional expression.

Of course he wasn't as stupid as Xie Ning.

Although he was a little dazzled.

But it was normal for Xiao Zhinan and Bei Zangfeng to fight like this. They were all demons standing at the highest peak among young monks in the world. They were no longer just in Jiang Kingdom, but also in the world. They were among the top young monks in the world.

Instead of being amazed, it is better to observe carefully. Watching the strong fight is also a very beneficial thing. If you can understand something, it is better than just watching the fun.

Xiao Zhinan is a sword cultivator, and Bei Zangfeng is also a swordsman.

Even Xie Chunfeng cannot understand many details. After all, the paths of cultivation are different. Although there are many great ways, they will never leave their sects. However, there are still differences. Just like a practitioner other than a sword cultivator cannot cultivate the sword heart, the sword they hold is not the flying sword in their natal life.

Although the great roads are the same, there are countless small roads.

Xiao Zhinan's sword has an invincible momentum, very direct, without any fancy things.

The sword of the Northern Zangfeng is unpredictable, just like every meteor is different.

Xiao Zhinan has the courage to compete with God. Not to mention that among sword cultivators, even if he is a cultivator in the world, it is difficult to find a few of them.

Bei Zangfeng is relatively lazy, always gentle and earthly aura. However, once Mr. Bei's "power" is released, it will explode with a huge contrast. The broken giant sword is like a meteor falling from the sky, intending to destroy everything on earth on earth.

Bei Zangfeng, who was reading the book, naturally could not be interested in other things. However, Bei Zangfeng, who had drawn the sword, was like his name. Once the sword of Tibetan Feng was unsheathed, it would inevitably be a destructive existence.

Xiao Zhinan and Beizangfeng's swords are both direct and fearless.

It's like a needle facing the wheat, with strong against strong.

There is no reason to retreat half a step.

Xiao Zhinan inherited the sword intent of the only female sword immortal in the golden period of Jianmen. If she had not had enough understanding of Jinghong's sword intent, she had already cultivated the sword heart and stood in front of the sword immortal's threshold.

Facing Bei Zangfeng's Star-Breaking Sword, she clicked one after another, and each sword accurately shattered the sword star. With the blessing of Jinghong's sword intent, she was almost unstoppable.

However, when Xiao Zhinan gradually approached the North Zangfeng, the latter suddenly held the hilt of the giant branch sword. The shattered sword stars were used in an instant toward the North Zangfeng. As the North Zangfeng suddenly smashed the giant branch sword hilt towards Xiao Zhinan, the sword body of the sword star's reorganized also appeared in an instant, so that Xiao Zhinan had only time to swing his sword to block it.

Bang!

With a loud bang, a large area of ​​collapse along the Tianhe River. Xiao Zhinan, who had finally approached the North Tibet Front, was smashed and flew back again.

However, Xiao Zhinan was in mid-air, but he turned his wrist and tied a sword flower. The water of the sky river rushed in, like a pair of big hands holding Xiao Zhinan. Following the point of his sword, the surging water of the sky river swept towards the North Zangfeng wildly.

Bei Zangfeng looked calm, and his fingers gently tapped the giant branch sword. The sword body shattered again, turning into sword stars and piercing the water waves. The water vapor in the sky rose, like rolling smoke, changing in various shapes, gradually dissipating between the world.

Apart from the rushing water, along the Tianhe River, it fell into absolute silence.

Xiao Zhinan's face was very serious, and his arms holding the Mo Hua Jian were also trembling.

Bei Zangfeng seemed to have no effect. He placed his hands on the hilt of the giant sword, as if he wanted to use the force to support his body.

Xie Chunfeng, who was watching the game, also frowned and whispered: "Xiao Zhinan's progress is so fast that he can be called a monster. He seems to be a monster himself. He is fashionable in the Wanli Plain and cannot beat Mr. Bei, but at this time he is evenly matched."

This is an obvious result. Xiao Zhinan did not win, but Beizangfeng did not win either.

Although they can continue to fight, there seems to be no need for it.

Maybe Xie Chunfeng once wanted to fight with Xiao Zhinan, but as Xiao Zhinan drew his sword many times, even though he was a little embarrassed, he was really not qualified to fight with Xiao Zhinan.

Ning Haoran was easily defeated when facing Xiao Zhinan. At least Xie Chunfeng had never been defeated because he had never fought at all. There was no need for him to do this.

At this time, Bei Zangfeng looked at Xiao Zhinan opposite and said softly: "Are Miss Xiao satisfied?"

Xiao Zhinan said lightly: "I didn't win."

Bei Zangfeng said: "But you didn't lose either."

Xiao Zhinan said in disarray: "Fight again next time."

Bei Zangfeng was a little helpless, but he nodded and said, "I am willing to accompany you."

Xiao Zhinan said nothing, put the Mo Hua Sword into the sheath and walked directly towards Li Mengzhou.

Li Mengzhou smiled and bowed to Beizangfeng, and Beizangfeng returned the gift.

After Xiao Zhinan and Li Mengzhou disappeared here, Xie Chunfeng was silent for a moment, looked at Bei Zangfeng, and said, "It's time for us to leave."

Bei Zangfeng held the book and walked to Xie Chunfeng and said softly: "In fact, fighting is really a bad thing. It not only delays reading, but also is very tiring."

Xie Chunfeng didn't know what to say.

Xie Ning said excitedly: "Mr. Bei is the strongest academy, and in the entire Jiang Kingdom, there are only a few people who can compete with each other. Even if Mr. Bei doesn't shoot his sword, he can't change this fact. Seeing Mr. Bei's sword makes the boy admire him."

Bei Zangfeng might think Xie Ning's compliment was boring, so he ignored him and said lightly: "Let's go."

Instead of returning to Baihong Town, they continued to go directly along the Tianhe River toward the Tianqi Wasteland.

Follow the route, you must still pass through Dishui County.

Along the way, Bei Zangfeng suddenly frowned, looked at a certain mountain, and murmured: "It's the moon coming to frost."

Xie Chunfeng also noticed something strange and said, "It should be for the people outside the mountain in Baihong Town. Should we tell her about the situation in Baihong Town so that she would not let her go for nothing?"

Bei Zangfeng said: "Junior Sister Lu and the others should tell Yue Congshuang, but it doesn't matter if they meet each other."

Lihua Academy and the disciples of Buluoshanmen rested on the spot, while Bei Zangfeng and Xie Chunfeng walked towards the mountain.

There was a figure standing in the wind, wearing white clothes and a sword in his hand.
Chapter completed!