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Three hundred and seventieth chapters retreat with a sword

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"I just don't like it and want to teach this Japanese a lesson. If you're not interested in anything else, don't look at me."

Feng Yu also clasped his fists to greet him, "Brother Mo's swordsmanship is getting better and better, I admire you."

Mo Dingxuan raised his head and glanced at him expressionlessly, "Who are you? Do you know me?"

"At least I have treated you to drinks, so you won't forget them all so quickly." Ouyang Zixuan laughed softly at Feng Yu's helplessness and unpopularity. Mo Dingxuan's expression was really unbearable.

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"Oh, it's you."

Just this expression, this tone. How calm, so mature, and so uninteresting. Are you sure this is what a normal person should have?

Feng Yu glanced at Ouyang Zixuan, as if to say, why is there such a big gap between the two of you.

"I'm very interested in you. An Yinan is defeated, but I'm not there yet. I'm waiting for you."

"Well, let's talk about it after we return to Tang Dynasty. I am also happy to discuss and discuss with Brother Mo, but the time and place are not favorable and people are at odds with each other."

"stop!"

A voice from behind interrupted several people. Baili Yuhuang was about to get acquainted with Mo Dingxuan and thank him for his generous hand, but she didn't expect that someone would take a step ahead of her.

A man was already standing on the stage with two swords in his hands, staring at Mo Dingxuan's back in an awkward manner.

"I don't want to fight."

"I don't want to either, but I just want to teach you a lesson if you hurt the person who hurt me."

Luo Yining found it a little funny, and pointed at him without fear and said, "Hey, why didn't your people say anything when they cut off our Chu people's hands, and now they jump out, it's really funny!"

"It has nothing to do with you, or you can come up and give it a try!"

Feng Yu observed his hand holding the sword. It was very similar to Ye Yun back then. He should be from the same sect. He had learned the Falling God Slash in the Japanese sword art, and it was indeed very good. If he was from the same realm, he really wouldn't be sure.

I am absolutely sure, I don’t know if this person will be.

Mo Dingxuan ignored him and walked to Ouyang Zixuan.

The Japanese man behind him couldn't help it anymore and shot a flying knife at him.

Feeling the murderous aura behind him, Mo Dingxuan was confident enough that Ouyang Zixuan and Feng Yu were still there, so he didn't even have the slightest worry.

However, just as he was about to fight back, Ouyang Wudi, one of the Four Heavenly Prodigies of the Ouyang family, deflected the knife, causing it to fall back to its original position.

"The genius of the Ouyang family finally takes action!"

"So handsome!"

"Haha, this arrogant guy finally has someone to deal with him!"

The Japanese man looked at the man in front of him and asked in a sinister tone: "You are the genius of the Ouyang family."

"I, Ouyang Wudi, come to learn your sword skills."

"Invincible? Haha, I also want to see how invincible the Ouyang family can be!"

He held the only sword left in his hand with both hands and rushed over, attacking Ouyang Wudi.

Ouyang Wudi didn't panic, and he fought hard with the sword in his hands. The Ouyang family's Kunxuan sword was recognized as the best sword in Southern Chu, and it was very powerful.

The so-called expert knows when he makes a move. Ouyang Wudi's swordsmanship has been significantly improved compared to the battle with Fengyu. It seems that he has practiced a lot these days. Internal skills and mental skills combined with peerless swordsmanship,

He actually gained the upper hand over the Japanese.

Feng Yu and the others all had abilities, and some of them frowned at this Japanese guy.

of retreat.

This man is very powerful, he should have reached the peak of the ninth level or even stronger, but Ouyang Wudi is only at the same level as Mo Dingxuan, how could it be a one-sided battle?

Luo Tianshu and others were also watching this competition, "I didn't expect people from the Iga faction to come as well. It seems that Dongyang wants to take advantage of the chaos to attack my country, Chu."

"Hmph, a skinny camel is bigger than a horse, how dare they!"

"Normally I wouldn't dare, but if the alliance grows stronger, we may not be able to give it a try by dividing the territory."

"That's not something you and I should worry about, it's the current situation that should be considered. Today is already the fifth day, and young geniuses appear one after another. I'm afraid Ouyang Wudi may not be his opponent."

"With Ouyang Shengtian here, nothing will happen to him. It's just that the outcome is unpredictable."

"Tian Shu, why do you see it?"

"Have you forgotten how the Oriental man who had his veins severed was attacked by surprise just now? What would it be like if this channel-connecting realm were used."

"You still have to save him when necessary, and the Ouyang family still needs to save their face."

"Haha, you are worrying too much. What I mean is that Ouyang Wudi will be defeated, but there is no need to lower his face and beat others. You forgot that there is another person standing next to Mo Dingxuan."

"Tian Shu, it's not that I doubt him, but can he win the Tongmai realm despite being seriously injured? He has a special status, and absolutely nothing can happen to the Luo family!"

"Don't worry. Bailibo's father has tried it himself and helped him heal his injuries. It should be almost all right."

"That's good. After all, he has saved my daughter. We can't let him take risks. However, it's okay to test it out."

"Canglangzhan!"

The sword technique of slashing horizontally, the sword energy rolled away, as if the heaven and earth were separated, and the extremely domineering sword wanted to end the battle directly.

"Lost God Slash!"

One sword against another, the blue sword light suddenly appeared, fighting in isolation from the surging sword energy.

Under the impact, the terrifying internal force formed a gas shield and exploded. At this moment, a knife shot straight from the aura like a cold arrow.

Ouyang Wudi had been working hard for a long time, but he didn't expect that this person would hide his clumsiness and trap him, and he still had a trick left.

At this moment, he could no longer dodge and retreated straight away. He was injured by the sword light of the Falling God Slash while he was using his strength.

Ouyang Shengtian immediately flew up, and from the scabbard, an extremely thick sword energy surged out, leaving a sword mark directly on the competition stage. However, it failed to leave the sword mark.

Feng Yu stepped on the ground, and a stone jumped up. He stretched out his fingers with his right hand and popped it out. The stone was like a bow and arrow full of strings, heading towards the long knife.

Under Ouyang Wudi's wide-eyed eyes, the stone and the long knife collided with each other, causing a spark, and they both fell to the ground almost at the same time.

Ouyang Shengtian stood on the stage without looking back, but he could feel that the person who struck was probably not inferior to him in cultivation. He had just blocked the Canglang Slash with a sword, but he could not stop the sword.

The speed was very fast. Thanks to the man's secret action, Invincible's life was saved.

At this moment, he became more and more curious about the masked man.

Ouyang Shengtian pulled out his simple iron sword and pointed it straight at the Japanese man. The man was locked and unable to escape. The more he hid, the closer he might be to death.

The long knife was held in front of him, and the moment it met the tip of the iron sword, the Japanese were shocked, and their eyes nearly popped out.

coming.

A force that was not on the same level at all seemed to have poured into his whole body, as if he had been hit in the chest by dozens of carriages. His whole body was like debris being thrown out, flying far away, and a mouthful of scarlet spurted out in the air.

Ouyang Shengtian turned around and met his fate. He knew that he would not meet them today and there was no need to continue. When he turned to leave, he nodded towards Feng Yu, which was considered to be a thank you for the kindness of rescuing someone, and it was also a sign of sympathy between heroes.

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Feng Yu naturally nodded in response. This was the strongest person of his generation he had ever met except Yun Xiao. Now that his strength had greatly increased due to the unexpected encounter, he was eager to compete with him again.

Li Xiu in red, Kojiro Yagyu from the Eastern camp, and Guo Tang from Beiyan wearing a hair cap, three top people, saw Ouyang Shengtian's sword, their eyes were shining with bloodthirsty light. That

It is an impulse and desire, but more importantly it is the malice and resentment hidden deep in my heart.

In their eyes, people who are better than themselves should not exist, especially those who block their progress.

In addition, although Feng Yu just stopped a knife and there was nothing outstanding about it, he was still on the death list.

Li Xiu smiled cruelly, "It seems that tomorrow and the day after tomorrow will be very lively, but I don't know if he can survive before meeting me."

Mo Dingxuan looked at Feng Yu's hand just now and was a little surprised, "I originally thought that your strength would be greatly reduced after being injured, but unexpectedly you have improved even more. It is much more powerful than An Yinan said."

"Each other."

Ouyang Zixuan did not speak, but stared at Ouyang Shengtian's back, clenching the sword in his hand, but with a sense of helplessness and inferiority.

Feng Yu knew what she was thinking, but he didn't give her hope, because facing the number one person in Nan Chu, such an opportunity should be almost impossible.

"Sometimes proving to others is a stupid thing. The most important thing is to prove to yourself. Your proof is for yourself. No matter how strong or weak you are, it has nothing to do with him."

Ouyang Zixuan laughed to himself, "Haha, isn't it ridiculous? You know that the gap is still far away, but you just can't give it in and insist on running to Nanyang City to witness your failure with your own eyes."

"Failed? Why did you fail? At least you successfully faced him. My master said that the real strong people are not the best in the world, but those who can make others feel at ease. When you can be needed, then you are

successful."

Ouyang Zixuan wiped away his tears and looked at Baili Yuhuang and others who were a little confused. Only Mo Dingxuan and Feng Yu could understand his inner feelings.

Mo Dingxuan poked him with the scabbard of his sword, "Hey, are you going to have a drink?"

Knowing that he was giving himself comfort, he smiled and said, "Okay, here's a treat."

Feng Yu spread his hands helplessly, "I really have no money. I borrowed everything from the Luo family a few days ago."

Unfortunately, the two of them pretended not to hear anything and walked out by themselves.

Feng Yu really had no choice but to turn around and look at Luo Yixing and Luo Yining.

After a while, Feng Yu, who finally had money again, took Jiang Xingwan and ran out to the Luo family to eat and drink with the two of them, but there was also an IOU in the Luo family's accounting room.

The three characters "Qin Junze" really made a prince feel uncomfortable, and he was reduced to borrowing money every day. The competition would continue the next day. Feng Yu did not drink too much, but just pretended to be mute with Mo Dingxuan, because he comforted the crying woman.

It’s really not what he’s good at!

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