Lou Tingyu's face turned slightly cold and said, "After all, he is a wild boy, and he can only speak out."

Feng Xiaohan thought for a while and said, "Then you are a guy that even a wild boy can't say."

Lou Tingyu didn't want to argue with him anymore. He held the hilt of the sword in his hand and pointed at Feng Xiaohan. There was no sword light like autumn water, nor the sword energy that was stirred up.

Because his sword was not unsheathed.

"You are using a bamboo sword, and I won't bully you."

He looked at Feng Xiaohan quietly. Although he wanted to beat this guy up, he still chose to do this, at least he didn't want to suppress him in terms of weapons, so as not to let the other party say that he was bullying others with his sword after the competition.

Such a move made people who were following the competition nod slightly, thinking that this child is of good character and has the style of Qingzhu Peak.

But Cha Yixiao shook his head and whispered: "Hyphorful."

Xiahou Sheng thought about it, nodded, nor shook his head.

The masters present could see that Lou Tingyu was a little different.

His sword does not come out, not only because of his courage and fairness, but also because of his absolute confidence.

Feng Xiaohan would not be able to win his feelings because the competition with rules and regulations was not his good at fighting. The opponent's long sword was out of the sheath, and it was just the other party's own psychological comfort and had nothing to do with him.

In the dark sky, dark clouds began to accumulate, and a faint wetness appeared in the bamboo forest, and there was also a fragrance. Those who were prepared took out oil paper umbrellas to welcome the rain that might come at any time.

Some of the more sensitive disciples seemed to smell a fishy smell, like blood, which made people frown.

Feng Xiaohan slowly raised the bamboo sword, and the sword intent of Zhuxin in the field pointed at Lou Tingyu, as if the eyes of the demon who had just woken up from his sleep were bloody and cruel.

Lou Tingyu's long sword was crossing his chest, like an iron chain stretching across the Yangtze River, and no ship could pass through it.

The first style of the Fengyun Sword is the iron chain across the river.

This sword is a guardian,

It is also a starting point to express respect to your opponent.

Feng Xiaohan had seen this sword technique, so he would naturally use it. Then he pointed the tip of the bamboo sword at the sky, as if he wanted to pierce these dark clouds and point the hilt of the sword to the earth, and wanted to go deep into it and take root.

Put the sword in front of your chest and stand tall.

The first style of Jiangshan sword technique is the Jade Pillar of the Sky.

The two swords were one horizontal and one vertical, combining vertical and horizontal forces, each taking the meaning of thousands of miles of wind and clouds and mountains, and they happened to be two sets of mutual restraint techniques.

Lou Tingyu's eyes changed slightly, and he could not have learned such swordsmanship.

The two changed their moves, holding swords in both hands, and the long swords drew a strange arc in the flow, and then collided together.

The collision between the bamboo and wood and the sword sheath did not make much noise, just like the collision between the rotten wood, making a muffled "puff".

Feng Xiaohan stepped back a few steps, and a severe pain came from his right hand, and he said in surprise: "Have you broken through the realm hole?"

Lou Tingyu stood there with his left hand behind him and said lightly: "That's right, it's just that time is not enough, and his spiritual sense has not passed through You Mansion."

After the spiritual consciousness passes through the Intestine Mansion, it completely becomes a cave and secluded realm. After breaking through the Hole Realm, it is the time when the spiritual consciousness is most active, and it is also the best time to perceive the great power of heaven and earth, and this is only once.

If he said that this time was used for a competition, it would be a big waste.

Feng Xiaohan nodded slightly and said, "That's half a step to the cave, but the vitality and physical strength have been improved, and he knows nothing about the use of the power of heaven and earth."

Lou Tingyu nodded and said calmly: "Yes, but it's enough to defeat you."

No one noticed that his hands behind him clenched their fists, his knuckles were a little white and slightly trembling.

Feng Xiaohan's power is really too great.

Just this sword made his tiger's mouth extremely painful. Moreover, Feng Xiaohan still made the sword technique calm, and he paid attention to the sword's strength and retained three points of strength without using all his strength.

But this did not make him feel retrenched, because he was Lou Tingyu, a half-step cave and a quiet place, and he did not use all his strength.

Feng Xiaohan threw away the bamboo sword in his hand and replaced it with another sword.

Lou Tingyu's sword intent has been accumulated for a long time. Although the sword just now was not unsheathed and he did not use all his strength, he was still carrying an extremely sharp sword energy.

A drop of water fell from the sky and hit a disciple's face. Then dense drops of water fell down and it began to rain.

To test the sword forest, a hazy color was filled with.

Oil paper umbrellas were stretched open, and everyone was watching the battle with the rain.

Feng Xiaohan took a deep breath, and the long sword danced, and the wind and rain turned into a waterfall, falling down with the cruel sword intent, pointing directly at Lu Yingfeng.

Eight swords of mountains and rivers.

Lu Yingfeng dared not take action, so he could only dodge.

But unexpectedly, Feng Xiaohan actually took a Lingshou Quanshui Sword behind the Luzhou Mountain Shui Sword.

The two seemingly unrelated sword techniques are perfectly connected together, and the power is even greater with the use of the Luzhou sword.

Looking at the sudden enlargement of swords, everyone watching the battle grew their mouths.

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...

Lu Yingfeng said to Bai Wen: "You don't need to hit me and you know that I can't beat you."

Bai Wen nodded lightly and said nothing.

"But I still want to fight you."

Lu Yingfeng looked at him and said, "Because if you win, you will face my friend in the next game. His cultivation is weaker, so I want to consume you."

Bai Wen looked at the competition venue over there and raised his eyebrows.

He won, and the opponent in the next game was Lou Tingyu or Feng Xiaohan.

Everyone knows the relationship between Lu Yingfeng and Feng Xiaohan, but why is he sure that Feng Xiaohan will win?

"Everyone said they were fighting hard, but Senior Brother Lou said he wanted to kill Xiaohan, so he would only use all his strength. Feng Xiaohan said that he might kill the other party. He was very simple and never lie, so he would only fight hard."

Lu Yingfeng folded his fan like a sword, slashing the wind and rain while swinging, and said, "Fastrous and killing are the only things he is good at, and there is a fundamental difference between doing his best and betting on his life, so I believe he will win."

Bai Wen thought about it and felt it was reasonable, and said, "Junior Brother Lou is better than me now, and I am just jealous of his affairs with Junior Sister Rou, and it is not as determined as him. So I will definitely lose no matter whether you win or lose, so what's the point of consuming me?"

The disciples on the sidelines changed slightly, and Bai Wen thought he could not beat Feng Xiaohan.

Lu Yingfeng smiled, looked at the remaining two venues without saying a word.

But Bai Wen understood that Lin Yisong would definitely win, and the next game was the same. So if Feng Xiaohan really won, then he would be the one who needs to worry about in the end.

In order for Feng Xiaohan to do his best, he needs to consume Bai Wen to make him lose faster in the next game.

"You are really good friends."

Bai Wen said helplessly: "Or gay friend?"

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So far, Feng Xiaohan has used three mountain and water sword moves.

Today he finally used the fourth sword as the second sword move that was connected.

Lou Tingyu couldn't escape, so he turned around and came out of the sword, and his vitality surged out, and he actually planned to take the sword head-on.

He had a vague premonition that this wild boy seemed to have a second move, so he was so tough that he wanted to interrupt his sword.

However, before Feng Xiaohan's sword touched his sword, he put away his sword and turned around and used the third sword.

North Jiashanshui Sword.

Longquan Mountain Shui Sword.

Songshan Xuanyang River Sword.

Jiuguling Stream Water Sword.

A series of six swords lead to the minds of all the mountains and rivers. The mountains are twists and turns, and the water is winding.

The sword postures of the six swords of Shanshui were perfectly connected together, but no sword really attacked Lou Tingyu, so the sword posture was accumulated to an extremely terrifying level.

Lou Tingyu's face turned pale and his expression was extremely focused. The sword technique in his hand also corresponded to each other's sword, either attacking or defending. Although he did not collide, no one knew whether he would suddenly burst out the sword intent, so he did not dare to relax.

Cha Yixiao's face looked strange, as if she was looking at a pervert, and said, "Is this kid a god reincarnation?"

The disciples watching the game, including the referee Elder Waishan, stared at the bamboo sword, with some anticipation in their eyes, in addition to shock and concentration.

Including yesterday's Guqiu Mountain Shui Sword, he has already used seven Mountain Shui Swords.

Will he use the eighth move?

I saw a layer of misty light emitted from the bamboo sword. The young man with the sword waved his sword in the drizzle, looking extremely sacred.

The young man used the seventh sword connected to the sword force.

The last sword of the Eight Swords of the Mountain and Shui.

Tianshan Ice Lake Sword!

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Chapter completed!