Chapter 1477 Gap

Twenty fate?

Hua Yin and the other disciples of Qiushui Mountain looked at Xiao Yuan'er in disbelief, some were not convinced, some were shocked.

Under the steps, the pot exploded, and there was a lot of discussion.

Chen Fu looked at Xiao Yuan'er carefully and said, "This girl looks smart and smart, does she really have twenty lives?"

Almost the youngest apprentices are all twenty-five, so how strong should the others be?

Xiaoyuan'er seemed to realize that her words were a bit too shocking to the world, and she also noticed the slightly reproachful look in the master's eyes. In front of so many people, she casually revealed her own cultivation. Believe it or not, it's one thing. Something is really wrong.

She smiled and said, "Saint Chen, I... I'm bragging."

"Bragging?" Hua Yin was stunned for a moment.

It's okay to be modest, but a modest one looks more real.

Xiaoyuan'er said, "I'm sorry, I... I'm bragging."

She smiled at the crowd.

Only the people in the Motian Pavilion sighed in a low voice, and this kind of thing can only happen to Xiaoyuaner. If the people in Qiushuishan really knew the real situation of Mr. Jiu, then the bragging just now was nothing but modesty.

Chen Fu didn't know the strength of Lu Zhou's apprentices, but according to his habitual thinking, those who started early would not be inferior to their cultivation, so he suggested, "Let's learn from each other in the order of entry."

Lu Zhou nodded, agreed with the proposal, and waved his hand.

Yu Zhenghai went down the steps and entered the arena.

Hua Yin bowed his hands towards Yu Shangrong and said, "Actually, I admire this brother more, but... the elders are orderly, so I hope you forgive me."

Yu Shangrong didn't mind and smiled lightly:

"There's no need for this. It's a good way to learn from the elders and the younger. If you can't beat the elder brother, how can you beat me?"

"???"

Yu Zhenghai frowned, the second child has become more and more mad recently, relying on himself to open thirteen leaves,

Do you really think life is worthless?

Most of the people in Motian Pavilion cultivate by cutting lotus, including the four elders. After the ten leaves, each leaf is equal to six lives, and the improvement of strength is often a blockbuster without a sound, and there is no pain of opening the life. It is also more cost-effective to pass the life test than to practice with a life style, which can increase the effect of the golden ring and golden leaf. But the practice of cutting lotus has an Achilles' heel - no fate, which means that it cannot offset the fatal damage.

Chopping lotus practice, only one life.

It is no different from the previous practitioners. Although it is said that once the life-bearing grid is seriously injured and lost, it is often a continuous vicious circle, but if the two compete with each other, the lifeless play will eventually take a lot of advantage.

Hua Yin smiled, didn't care, stepped into the arena and handed over to Yu Zhenghai: "Please."

Yu Zhenghai: "I see that you have a knife in your hand. It's a coincidence that I am also good at knives."

"That's the best thing. It's more fair to use the sword technique."

Hua Yin took off his knife and threw it out, "How about using a knife and a gang to learn from each other?"

Yu Zhenghai wanted to do this, so he threw the jasper knife out, and fell to the ground, but no one followed.

Seeing the embarrassment of everyone in Motian Pavilion, it is a Hong-level weapon, can you not be so sloppy and look like junk.

Physical weapons affect precise control, and the sword can be withdrawn at any time to avoid damage to surrounding objects.

"Please." Yu Zhenghai raised his hand.

Hua Yin pushed the palm of his hand, and a knife gang about ten feet slashed over.

Yu Zhenghai glanced at it and took three steps back. The knife gang landed in the empty space, and disappeared for a moment when it was about to hit the ground.

"Good control." Yu Zhenghai praised.

Hua Yin stepped forward, leaning forty-five degrees, his palm knife suddenly became sharp, attacking like a storm.

The rhythm suddenly increased.

Yu Zhenghai pressed the palm of his hand and kept slapping left and right, bang bang bang bang... The two swords collided with each other, and the qi spread to the four directions, venting. But without exception, every knife Gang dissipated automatically when it was about to hit an object.

The golden sword gang and the cyan sword gang quickly became the main theme in the dojo.

The two fought for hundreds of rounds, which was extremely fierce, but neither the winner nor the loser.

boom!

The two swords collided and canceled each other out, and they jumped back a hundred meters, facing each other far away.

"Sure enough, he's a master!"

"To be able to draw with the senior brother, this Motian Pavilion does have some skills. Unfortunately, more tests of precise control, and no too spectacular fights can be seen."

"Thinking beautifully, it's not enough to tear down our Qiushui Mountain."

Yu Zhenghai stared at Hua Yin intently, stretched out his palm, and a delicate and exquisite knife gang floated in his palm.

He smiled and said, "I have already figured out your depth."

Hua Yin said, "Me too."

Hearing this conversation means that the good drama has begun.

The knife gangs in Yu Zhenghai's hands began to increase, and hundreds of knife gangs revolved around him, densely connected in a line.

Then the phantom flashed, and Yu Zhenghai disappeared in place.

Hua Yin folded his palms together and said, "The skill of the sword is not about many, but about finesse!"

A huge sword gang suddenly erupted and rushed out of the sky, slashing at Yu Zhenghai with precision and accuracy.

Yu Zhenghai did not dodge or evade, and went up to meet him.

When the palms folded together, a distinctly different knife gang appeared, blocking it horizontally.

boom!

Anger venting.

The spectators retreated.

With Yu Zhenghai in the air and Hua Yin below, the two faced off. Yu Zhenghai blocked the attack with a small sword, and the spinning swords flew towards Hua Yin in turn.

Bang bang bang, bang bang bang... The knife Gang kept slashing at Hua Yin.

Hua Yin had to put away his sword and jump back.

Yu Zhenghai said: "It's the time to wait."

"The Great Profound Heaven Chapter!"

One palm shot out Xuantian Xingguang, and the sword gang swirled all over the sky.

Hua Yin felt the powerful power in the knife gang, and frowned: "So much stronger than before?"

Bang bang bang, bang bang... He kept waving the sword to resist.

Yu Zhenghai swooped down and also took out a huge sword: "You are right, the sword is in the essence, not the many!"

"This……"

"Every blade of mine is the essence!"

Bang bang bang! bang bang bang...

It was only at this time that Hua Yin felt that Yu Zhenghai's sword gang had become overbearing to an unimaginable level, and he could only continue to resolve it without any chance of respite to counterattack.

Fight and retreat.

Yu Zhenghai, who swooped in, has already displayed a huge sword and descended from the sky.

boom!

Hua Yin erupted with body-protecting qi, and collided with his palm knife.

However, Yu Zhenghai's sword gang was so powerful that it split the gang Qi and the palm knife, landing half an inch above his shoulders.

The other knife gangs and gang qi disappeared in an instant, only the knife gang in Yu Zhenghai's hand was still suspended in Hua Yin's profile.

Hua Yin's five fingers trembled, and a red bloodstain appeared in his palm.

The Qiushui Mountain Dojo is unusually quiet.

The Qiushuishan disciples who were watching the play looked at the senior brother in disbelief... The senior brother just lost.

Even Hua Yin himself couldn't believe that he was defeated so simply.

He was not defeated by exquisite swordsmanship, skills, or other aspects, but simply by absolute power. From beginning to end, Yu Zhenghai's sword and attack rhythm were extremely overbearing.

"I lost." Hua Yin was a little hard to accept.

Yu Zhenghai said, "To be honest, precise control, I'm not good at it. The second junior brother is far better than me in this aspect. If you fight against him, you have no chance of winning. If it is a real battle...you may not be able to resist my three moves. ."

Hua Yin: "..."

If you win, you win, so why taunt?

uncomfortable.

Hearing this, Zheng Hai enjoyed it immensely.

Hua Yin was speechless.

Winners and losers, losers are looking for reasons to say anything.

"Teached." Hua Yin turned around and stepped aside, but his face didn't look good.

The knife gang in Yu Zhenghai's hand dissipated, and when he grabbed it in the palm of his hand, the jasper knife flew back.

Yu Shangrong looked at Hua Yin and said, "No need to be upset, my senior brother has always been straightforward, but his words are always fair."

Yu Shangrong fell into the field like a catkin.

The palm is spread to the right, and the longevity sword behind it is unsheathed and flew into the palm.

Looking at Liang Yufeng, the second disciple of Qiushui Mountain, he said, "I hope you can satisfy this sword."

Liang Yufeng jumped into the arena and said, "Please advise."

The voice just fell.

Yu Shangrong walked as fast as he could, his figure immediately became three, and Liang Yufeng's eyes suddenly had a hazy feeling.

Liang Yufeng said with a smile, "I'm afraid this kind of swordsmanship won't help me!"

He greeted him.

Clash with swords.

Yu Shangrong's sword swing speed was second to none, and it suddenly turned into a violent storm, stabbing Liang Yufeng straight.

Just when Liang Yufeng responded very rhythmically and looked for a chance to fight back, he only heard a buzzing sound.

Legal body?

A chill came down my spine.

The sword gang stabbed straight ahead.

"what?"

Liang Yufeng stepped into the sky, turned around quickly, and saw that there was no shadow.

The Qiushuishan disciples who were watching the battle rubbed their eyes one after another.

"Is that the body of law?"

"It seems to be, in an instant."

"Illusion?"

"No, that dharma body is like Hundred Tribulations Dongming. How could Hundred Tribulations Dongming and Second Senior Brother learn from each other?"

It was so fast that no one could see it clearly.

Everyone thought that Yu Shangrong would fly up and fight against Liang Yufeng, but what they didn't expect was that Yu Shangrong didn't move at all and stood there.

Liang Yufeng looked down and frowned, "Then you can stay below."

"That's a bad word."

At this moment, a golden sword gang appeared in the sky.

The sword gang spun around Liang Yufeng.

Everyone was stunned.

"What a terrible control, can you go this far?"

Controlling the sword gang, the farther away, the worse it becomes, but Yu Shangrong is still handy at this distance of 100 meters.

In this comparison, Yu Shangrong almost has the upper hand.

bang bang bang bang bang...

Jian Gang began to attack Liang Yufeng continuously.

Liang Yufeng was surprised, he swung his sword to block, and fought against the surrounding sword gangs alone.

"I don't believe you won't come!"

Liang Yufeng continued to climb to a height of 1,000 meters. With the eyesight of ordinary people, it was difficult to see his figure clearly.

However, it can be clearly seen that Jian Gang actually chased Liang Yufeng and flew out.

Continue to attack around him.

"how can that be?"

Others lost their voices.

I only saw that Yu Shangrong didn't move, and looked at the sky intently.

If you fight like this, no matter how you look at it, Yu Shangrong is invincible.

Liang Yufeng couldn't believe it: "Come again!"

He rose to the heights again.

At this time, Chen Fu, who had been watching the battle silently, said, "This son's way of mastering the sword is extraordinary. There is such a way of swordsmanship."

Lu Zhou said, "This disciple has already reached the pinnacle of swordsmanship, this old man. Although this technique of mastering the sword is a bit jerky, it is his original creation."

"Original?" Chen Fu was surprised.

Others were even more surprised.

Only Yu Zhenghai shook his head and said, "I also have an original sword technique, but I just didn't bother to use it."

Everyone: "..."

Worry!

Yu Zhenghai regretted not using this gorgeous trick, and just wanted to win clean and beautiful.

All the limelight was stolen.

On weekdays, the second junior brother doesn't play this set, but today he has begun to change his style?

In the sky, the number of sword gangs is increasing.

No matter how high Liang Yufeng flew, Yu Shangrong's sword gang could always follow.

Gradually, countless sword gangs stacked up like Arhats, folded into long dragons, and fought against the sky.

The sword flew across the sky and flew thousands of meters.

This manipulation technique has shocked everyone.

Liang Yufeng wanted to go on, but when he thought of the coolness that came from behind when he made a move before, he was a little worried, as if fighting at close range would lead to a worse loss.

He swung his sword vigorously, trying to defeat the sword gang.

The thousand-zhang-long sword gang swirled in the air, forming a vortex.

However, Yu Shangrong's sword gang swirled with his sword gang at the same speed and frequency.

Wherever Liang Yufeng goes, Jian Gang goes, Liang Yufeng swings his sword, and Jian Gang also dodges at the same frequency.

"I do not believe!"

Liang Yufeng chose to fly horizontally, swept towards the distant mountain peak, and flew out of Qiushui Mountain in the blink of an eye.

"Second Senior Brother?!" The Qiushui Mountain disciples shouted.

Liang Yufeng is eager to win, and he can't care about it anymore.

In the blink of an eye, it flew 10,000 meters... Yu Shangrong's sword gang turned into a long dragon, followed by him.

With the extension and lengthening of the control distance, Yu Shangrong closed his eyes.

Standing in front of the dojo, put both palms together, index fingers aligned, and look focused.

Jian Gang's speed suddenly accelerated several times, swish swish... and followed.

Ten miles away, Liang Yufeng turned his head and saw those sword gangs, his eyes widened.

Fifty miles away, Liang Yufeng turned around again, gritted his teeth and said, "Where is your limit?"

A hundred miles away, Liang Yufeng's eyelids twitched violently, and his facial muscles froze completely. To be honest, he feels that he continues to run, even if the sword gang disappears, can he judge himself to win? But if the sword gang does not disappear, then he will lose facelessly!

continue or not?

Liang Yufeng was extremely uncomfortable when riding a tiger.

It was at this time that Chen Fu said, "Come back."

Liang Yufeng echoed with the power of a real person: "Master?"

"This son's sword-fighting skills can reach thousands of miles, do you want to continue?" Chen Fu said.

"A thousand...a thousand miles..." Liang Yufeng and the crowd exclaimed.

Ten times the distance in front of you.

Chen Fu felt that Liang Yufeng did not move, and hated that iron was not steel, "Isn't it shameful enough?"

After this sentence was finished, the sword gangs around Liang Yufeng continued to fly towards the sky. All the sword gangs changed at the same time, one became two, two became four... Countless sword gangs were born.

Above the distant mountain peaks, circle around, interspersed in dense forests, and fly to Qiushui Mountain...

Liang Yufeng: "..."

If he didn't believe in the distance of thousands of miles, then this move just now completely showed Yu Shangrong's exquisite and perfect control.

That means he still has a lot to spare.

Countless sword gangs passed through the jungle without damaging any tree or leaf!

The gap...too big!

Liang Yufeng had to bow and say, "Yes."

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