The white clothes suppress everyone and make them fall. He was born in the royal family when he was crowned emperor.
Lin Zhen, who was several feet away from Ye Jinghong, was sweating silently on his forehead. He had never met such an opponent before, and he could not feel the opponent's true energy at all.
It was as if what he was facing was a stone, as if there was no opponent in front of him.
Ye Jinghong said lightly: "Let's take action."
Lin Zhen had already gathered his true energy and climbed to the top, and the sword came out!
After Ye Jinghong made a splash, the true energy emerged from nothing, from stillness to movement, turning into a thread, passing through the air, just like passing by a reckless man.
Ye Jinghong did not draw his sword. The moment he passed through Lin Zhen, the weapon in Lin Zhen's hand had already been released, but Lin Zhen's sword had not been completely drawn out yet.
The winner will be decided in one breath.
Lin Zhen couldn't even pull out his sword, and said sadly: "I lost..."
The opponent showed respect for him by knocking off his weapon, and he even felt that the opponent could kill him without even being able to pull out the sword.
Feng Shoudao exclaimed: "One breath!"
Wei Sanren also said with emotion: "It's too strong."
It has never been possible for Sword King Wei Sanren to say these three words.
Although Zhang Lingxiao looked calm, there was still a hint of sadness hidden on his face.
Wei Sanren continued: "However, I can also do it."
Zhang Lingxiao looked at Wei Sanren in surprise.
Feng Shoudao was horrified and said: "Mr. Wei, have you broken through the third level?"
There was no reply from Weisan.
Dugu Jian looked at Long Jing and asked, "Long Jing, do you still have confidence?"
Long Jing chuckled: "With an opponent like this, I can defeat them both in one breath."
"Okay." Dugu Jian was extremely happy.
Xiuyun said here: "They said Mr. Ye is amazing, but he doesn't seem to be very powerful. Mr. Xie, are the people in the fourth column too weak?"
Xie Fu was amused in his heart. How could a real master have so many confusing sword moves? With the great disparity between strength and weakness, the outcome was obvious immediately. Even before the fight, the outcome was already decided.
Governor Wu's expression was as calm as ever, and he announced dully: "Three verticals win! Two young masters, the fifth and sixth columns of Ji Zi, come on to compete!"
The fifth column of the Ji character is Long Jing, which is what Dugu Jian calls the ghost hand. If the Ji character had not been intervened by Ye Jinghong, it would have been the key to his victory.
Dugu Jian whispered: "Long Jing, preserve your strength and don't let anyone see through your true identity. Your opponent is Ye Jinghong."
Feng Shoudao smiled confidently and said: "We have lost two games in a row. It's time for me to earn back some face. Otherwise, this Longxi captive would think that there is no one in Suzhou."
After saying that, he floated away with the gun in his hand. He stood on the water's surface, the eight-foot long spear in his hand was shining with silver, and he looked majestic and showed the courage that no man could have deserved.
This Long Jing was short in stature, dwarfed by Feng Shoudao's majestic and domineering appearance. If he hadn't been able to stand still on the water, he would have been considered just a toiler in the market.
Zhang Lingxiao said softly: "Mr. Wei, look?"
He didn't know the origin of this short man at all. From yesterday's game with Dugu Jian, he had a vague feeling that the fifth column was not simple.
Wei Sanren smiled lightly: "Let's see."
Feng Shoudao asked Long Jing, "Where are your weapons?" The opponent didn't even have weapons, so there was no point in winning.
Long Jing raised a hand with five thin fingers.
Feng Shoudao was surprised when he saw Long Jing clasping one hand behind his back with a contemptuous smile on his lips.
Feng Shoudao saw through the other party's actions and was furious. He was afraid that he had never been so despised before, so he was furious: "Since you are looking for death, don't blame me."
Before he could say anything, he stabbed Long Jing with a spear. The light of the spear was like a moon. He planned to kill the opponent with one blow and make the opponent pay the price for his arrogance and ignorance.
I saw that Long Jing was really fighting the enemy with one hand. Under the intense light of Feng Shou Dao's spears, he was still calm and unhurried, stepping slowly like an idler walking on the road.
It's just that his short figure seemed to have grown taller under the gun light...
"No chance."
Xie Fu heard the sound and went away, but saw Ye Jinghong coming to his side at some point and said with a smile: "Young City Master, are you saying that the Sixth Column is destined to lose?"
Xiuyun had already seen the handsome Ye Jinghong and stared at him in a daze. The young city lord's temperament was fatal to the young lady and could not be resisted. When she looked at Xie Fu, she calmed down and cursed herself in her heart for being a playboy! Playboy!
Meet one and love one!
Ye Jinghong smiled and said: "What I mean is that he has no way to make the other party use his hands."
Xie Fu asked: "Why is the Young City Lord so sure?"
"Zhenqi is a powerful weapon and a sharp edge, and the weak can defeat the strong. He spends all his energy on useless tricks, and the more power he has, the more powerless he becomes."
Xie Fu looked outside and said with a smile: "I see they were fighting back and forth."
"If I were to face a stronger opponent than me, I would use all my strength on this first sword."
Fu Xie looked at the sword that Ye Jinghong held in front of his shoulder. The scabbard was white, and the hilt was also white, so that the dust could be clearly seen on the handle.
Ye Jinghong smiled and said: "My sword hasn't been unsheathed for a long time."
Xie Fu said with a smile: "It seems that the Young City Lord is not a sword-loving person."
Ye Jinghong smiled brightly: "In the morning, I hate the light of the sword, but in the evening, I hate the coldness of the sword. If you can hold a sword at people, you can't help but hold it for yourself."
Xie Fu smiled: "A sword becomes sharper with others as it is sharpened, but with Young City Lord, it becomes sharper with hiding."
"Brother Xie, after you finish the fight, I will give you a few sword words from Ye."
"Why give it to me?"
"Brother Xie kindly invited me last night. I can't repay you for being so shabby. I can only give you a sword word."
"Young City Lord, you're welcome."
Feng Shoudao looked at his numb hands in disbelief. The blow just now was a full blow with both arms clenched, but the opponent's spear was knocked away.
But he couldn't even force his opponent to use his hands.
Feng Shoudao came to Zhang Lingxiao and was speechless, not as high-spirited as before.
Zhang Lingxiao didn't say anything.
Wei Sanren, on the other hand, said calmly: "Victory and defeat are common matters for military strategists. Only when you know your shame can you be brave."
Feng Shoudao said: "The other party is unfathomable."
Amidst Dugu Jian's laughter, Governor Wu announced loudly: "Five verticals win! The seventh and eighth verticals of Jizi come on to compete!"
Hearing the word "Gongzi", Wei Sanren's face turned red and he floated on the broad lake.
The man in the seventh column then also stood on the water, facing the Wei San people through the air.
Wei Sanren said directly: "I'm taking action."
"please."
As soon as the other party said "please", Wei Sanren drew his sword to win.
Oops!
Like a tiger roaring, it cuts with a knife on the spot.
The energy of the sword breaks through the water and overturns mountains and seas.
The water in the lake suddenly turned into a wild beast. The moment Wei Sanren finished cutting, he sheathed his sword, and the silver light was the only remaining light in the blue lake.
Wow, the water rose and fell, and the person in front of Wei Sanren had disappeared.
Xiuyun was so frightened by the horrifying sight in front of her that she trembled slightly. A few splashes of water splashed on her face, which brought her back to consciousness slightly, but her face turned pale. She realized something at this moment.
Xie Fu gently held Xiuyun's waist and said softly: "Xiuyun, what's wrong?"
