clang!

Just as the long sword was about to pierce Su Yu's heart, a golden iron attack sounded, and Yu Tianxing stood between the two with a calm expression on his face.

The Yu Feng sword was stuck at the hilt of the long sword, and the long sword fell into Su Yu's chest half a centimeter, and he could never enter the slightest.

"Ximen Jiange, our grudges in the Sword Sect have not been resolved yet." His voice was cold, but his anger was suppressed.

...

"It's you, you took the opportunity to cast a sword for my brother?" In the sect competition, Ximen Jiange looked at Yu Tianxing indifferently.

This is a competition between the outer disciples of the Sword Sect and the inner disciples. As long as all outer disciples can walk ten moves from the inner disciples, they can enter the inner disciples and obtain more cultivation resources.

But Yu Tianxing never expected that he would choose Ximen Jiange, Ximen Sheng's biological brother.

"Senior Brother Jiange's words are awkward. He is obviously an old ghost. He thinks that I am talented and willing to make swords for me. What are the words of robbing me?" Yu Tianxing replied with a careless smile.

"In order to cast a sword for Xiao Sheng, the Ximen family has paid a lot of price, so there must be rewards." Ximen Jiange said lightly: "Since you have obtained a famous sword, please withdraw from the Sword Sect. This is also the price you paid for the wrong choice."

"On your mother!" Yu Tianxing looked cynical: "You say you should give it? Do you think you are Ximen Chuxue?"

"The words are dirty, and the Sword Sect cannot keep you. If you pay for your own martial arts, I will not care about you. If you are still obsessed with it, you will seek more blessings." Ximen Jiange said in a plain voice.

"Okay, don't look like a paranormal all day long. To put it bluntly, just want to vent your brother's anger? Come on, what's the ability to use it? I'll take a step back and even if I lose!" Yu Tianxing shouted leisurely.

That day, he was defeated on the ring.

The tendons of the hand were picked off, the clothes were cut into countless pieces, and the whole person was lying naked on the ring, becoming a laughing stock.

Humiliation, helplessness, and the destruction of faith.

What is the so-called practice and sword art?

After that, in order to demonstrate the righteousness of Ximen Jiange, Ximen Sheng used secular public relations methods within the Sword Sect, and countless rumors hit the head of an 18-year-old boy.

Contempt, ridicule, slander, slander.

Various means emerge one after another.

And how could the Sword Sect do for one

A new disciple, go and punish the elders’ personal disciples?

At that time, Yu Shensi had not yet taken the position of head of the Yu family, and at that time, Yu Tianxing did not have a tough backstage.

That year, that day, the boy felt like he fell into the abyss.

A few years later, when the boy returned, he was still that young man, and he was still as energetic as he was, but his eyes were no longer as pure as that time.

"Ximen Jiange, our grudges in the Sword Sect have not been resolved yet."

A simple and plain sentence was only spoken for six years.

"Sorry, I don't remember any grudges between us." Ximen Jiange replied lightly.

Yu Tianxing's mouth curled slightly, with a little ridiculous: "It's okay, I just need to remember."

"You have hatred for me, it's very good. The sword energy is introductory, and it's also suitable for testing swords." Ximen Jiange's face was plain.

"Are you trying the sword? Sorry, I didn't think so, my purpose..."

Yu Tianxing paused, and then his beautiful eyes were filled with a terrifying murderous intent:

"But you've killed me!"

clang ~

A string of sparks flashed in front of the three of them, and Su Yu retreated suddenly, leaving the space for the two of them, and he rushed straight towards Ximen Qianshi without rest for a moment.

"I heard that your swordsman's cultivation has entered the sword energy? It happened that a few days ago, I also touched some thresholds and asked Senior Brother Jiange for advice." Yu Tianxing forced Ximen Jiange to retreat with a blow and performed a standard swordsman's ceremony.

He was tall and confident, as if he had returned to that summer. On the ring and under the eyes of everyone, he held a long sword in his hand and shouted loudly:

"Swordsman Yu Tianxing, sword Yu Feng, two feet and seven inches long, one inch and two minutes wide, fifty-three tough, please!"

Seeing this, Ximen Jiange also performed a swordsman's salute and replied in a plain voice:

"Swordsman Ximen Jiange, the sword is swept in the cloud, two feet and four inches long, one inch and six minutes wide, and forty-seven toughness, please!"

Whoosh!

Whoosh!

Two sword lights flashed at the same time, and at that moment, even the dazzling sunlight seemed dim at this moment.

The sword flowers are flying in the air, gorgeous and full of murderous intent.

The Yu Feng Sword and the Liuyun Sword collided in the air, sparks flew everywhere.

Yu Tianxing and Ximen Jiange's sword energy was stirring around, tearing each other's clothes, skin, and blood seemed so cunning under the sunlight.

"swing

Sword style!”

Yu Tianxing shouted coldly, flipping and moving the long sword in his hand, as if it was spiritual, flying and rotating.

"Sword-falling style!"

Ximen Jiange's voice is plain, and the Liuyun Jian falls together, and murderous intent is everywhere.

"One step of sword intent ends!"

Countless sword flowers appeared around Yu Tianxing, carrying an extremely sharp aura and raging towards Ximen Jiange. On the sword flowers, each of them contained a terrifying aura that teared the space.

"Ten Thousand Swords...Return to the Sect!"

Ximen Jiange's energy sinks into his dantian, his wrists trembled rapidly, and sword lights transformed in front of him. Each sword light was like a solid long sword. The long sword floated in the air, but was filled with invincible sword energy.

The sword flower and the long sword collided in the air, and the fierce sword energy splashed in all directions with the collision point as the center.

Tear!

Scream ~

The two men's body-protecting sword aura was destroyed in an instant, their clothes burst, and their perfect figure leaked, but their muscles were covered with sword marks and blood was gurgling.

"I didn't expect that in just a few years, you have grown to this point." Ximen Jianshen's singer held the long sword and looked at Yu Tianxing with a plain expression.

He breathed rapidly and his internal breath was disordered. Obviously, the fierce battle just now made him unable to withstand it.

On the other hand, Yu Tianxing was wearing thick air, trying to calm the surging blood in his body. He heard Ximen Jiange's words, and sneered: "Are you also scared when you picked out my tendons? One day I will surpass you?"

"Your brother drove me out of the sect, but you didn't stop me. Did you also kick me out of the Sword Sect's selfish intention?"

"Hahahaha, Ximen Jiange, it turns out that your heart was broken six years ago. No wonder you grew up so slowly!"

"The most talented talent among the descendants of the Sword God, the young swordsman who has not been seen in a century in the Sword Sect, I am just a glass-hearted waste."

Yu Tianxing cursed, but his mood was extremely comfortable.

It turns out that the hardships in the past six years have not been the ones who are alone.

It's so cool, the news is so cool!

Faced with Yu Tianxing's provocation and ridicule, Ximen Jiange was still indifferent, as if in his world, nothing could move him except practicing swordsmanship.
Chapter completed!