Yue Zhongqian was also stunned and said: "Brother Wan, what is the reputation of this sword?"
Wan Renyu straightened his back, became radiant, and said with a long and heroic smile: "This is the 'Moon in the Well' that the young commander Kou Zhong used to control the inside and outside of the fortress."
After saying that, he stepped forward, shrunk to the ground and rushed toward his opponent. The moon in Jing Zhongyue turned into a dazzling yellow light that cut through the void, and slashed towards Yue Zhongqian. The most astonishing thing was that Jing Zhongyue seemed to have made a simple slash.
, but it keeps changing in Yue Zhongqian's eyes, and the final landing point is impossible to guess. At this point, the sword technique has reached a superb state.
As soon as Jing Zhongyue's name came out, the whole place was in an uproar.
All the foreign guests were moved.
In the past hundred years, the people outside the Great Wall have respected and feared the young commander Kou Zhong. Although Xu Ziling is as famous as him, his intimidation power is inferior to him. This is because Kou Zhong is not only an unparalleled master of swordsmanship, but also a master of swordsmanship.
He is a fierce and undefeatable commander. To this day, no one at home or abroad dares to question his mythical supremacy.
Now Wan Renyu is using Jing Zhongyue, which emits the legendary strange yellow light. Its deterrent effect on foreigners cannot be compared to the dragon eagle's sky-reaching bombardment.
For the first time, Ningyan felt depressed about stealing the chicken but losing the rice.
Facing Jing Zhongyue, Yue Zhongqian was even more taken over by God. His strong confidence had been completely destroyed by witnessing the power of Jie Tian Bang. He just managed to cheer up his fighting spirit. Now he has to bear the brunt of it to deal with the young commander Kou Zhong.
It’s hard to explain the feeling of powerlessness with this magical weapon.
The party headed by Ning Yan originally had a well-planned plan, but due to Long Ying's extraordinary tactics of winning by surprise, there was almost no chance of redress, and they could only be beaten and beaten, and led by the nose.
Yue Zhongqian gave a sharp scolding, and the man followed the knife and threw it towards Wan Renyu.
"Qiang!"
The two knives touched each other, and Yue Zhongqian trembled all over and fell back. Wan Renyu's yellow light grew brighter, and the shadows of the knives covered him. "Ding-ding-dang-dang", sparks flew, and Yue Zhongqian was involved.
Wan Renyu's sword force could only be used to make moves and block the sword. He was killed and left in a state of embarrassment.
Who would have thought that the young master known as the Khitan would be so helpless under the Wan Renyu knife?
The whole audience cheered and cheered for Wan Renyu.
The little witch clapped her palms and said excitedly: "I didn't expect that my subordinates would be defeated so well."
Long Ying said: "Half of Yue Zhongqian's disadvantages are just an act."
Feng Guoting said in confusion: "Yue Zhongqian is indeed dispersed but not chaotic. What's the consequences?"
Suddenly there was the most deafening explosion since the two men fought.
The shadow of the knife dissipated.
Yue Zhongqian raised his left hand horizontally, blocking Wan Renyu's sword with the wrist guard hidden in his sleeve, and slashed Wan Renyu's neck with the sword in his right hand. This sword may not be able to hurt Wan Renyu. But as long as Wan Renyu retreats and dodges,
Finally, the advantage you just created will be in vain, and you will have to deal with the opponent's fierce follow-up moves.
The Ningyan side finally found the only chance, cheering and cheering wildly.
Suddenly, Yue Zhongqian was shaken three times, and the knife that cut into Wan Renyu also experienced an undue delay in speed.
Long Ying and Feng Guoting cheered loudly. They saw that Wan Renyu had used exquisite skills to lift up an inch and then lowered it. In an instant, he slashed Yue Zhongqian's wrist guard three times in a row, each one being heavier than the other, which shocked him.
Yue Zhongqian, who focused his energy on the sword-cutting sword in his right hand, almost spurted blood on the spot. His energy and blood were boiling, and his clever move turned into a mistake.
Wan Renyu laughed loudly. He stretched out his foot and held it on Yue Zhongqian's lower abdomen like lightning. When the sword was less than two inches away from his neck, Yue Zhongqian threw it away. It fell about ten feet away and fell.
All fours in the air.
The whole crowd roared.
Yue Zhongqian used the strength of his waist to bounce up immediately, with an expression of disbelief on his face.
Wan Renyu returned the sword to its scabbard, clasped his fists and said, "I accept it!"
Everyone knew that he should be merciful, otherwise Yue Zhongqian would be seriously injured even if he didn't die.
Yue Zhongqian looked ashamed and returned to the table.
Yue Zhongqian had wrist guards hidden in his sleeves, but he didn't explain it first. In such a fair competition, it was certainly a dishonorable thing. Not only did everyone look disdainful, but many foreign warriors also showed disdain. It was quiet and solemn inside, waiting to see who from the Ningyan faction would go out to fight.
Wan Renyu returned to his seat. Long Ying stood up and left his chair. Seeing Shangguan Wan'er also stood up with him, he hurriedly said: "Shangguan, everyone, please sit down quickly and let me get some more chairs."
Feng Guoting said with a smile: "Brother Long can sit on the chair. It's his turn to pass the court this time!"
Shangguan Wan'er's almond-shaped eyes were full of spring and she said softly to Long Ying: "The King of Liang called Wan'er over, what's the matter?" After saying that, the graceful girl walked along the passage behind the banquet.
Longying sat back down, feeling severe pain in his thigh again, and the little witch gave the tender meat on the side of his leg a heavy twist, and he didn't dare to cry out in pain.
While Wu Chengchuan and Li Duozuo were praising Wan Renyu, the little witch whispered to Long Ying: "What is your relationship with Shangguan Wan'er? They are flirting with each other, do you think Xian'er can't see it?"
Long Ying knew that when a woman was jealous, she couldn't explain why, and the more she explained, the worse it got. He smiled and said, "It's just a matter of flirting, what else do you think?"
The little witch said angrily: "You...oh!"
Long Ying used his strange hands in the audience to touch her beautiful and elastic legs.
The little witch's delicate body trembled, and she shouted angrily: "If you don't stop, I will scream for everyone to hear."
Long Ying shrugged and said, "Call! Sister's cry must be very nice."
The little witch surrendered and said, "I'm afraid of you, so don't move!"
Seeing that everyone at the table was pretending not to pay attention to them, Long Ying became bolder. He leaned into her ear and said, "How can you call it touching if you are not allowed to move? Oh!"
The little witch said harshly: "Let it go or not!"
Longying endured the pain of being twisted several times on his forearm by her, and warned: "Twist it again, and my hands will change from touching to being irregular."
The little witch was so frightened that she retracted her hand.
Applause rang out, and Ningyan's side finally ended up with a master. This person was thin, but as tough as an iron bar. He was not tall, but he had a compelling momentum, and there were two long axes hung crosswise on his back. His appearance He is rugged, his eyes are like lightning, and he has a murderous look. Even those who don't know martial arts know that he is a powerful person.
He came to the scene with dignity and gave his clan name. It turned out to be Tieli, a master of the Turkic clan.
Li Duozuo said: "This man is a master of the Imperial Guard in Mochu. Although he is thin, he is actually born with supernatural power. He created his own 'Thirty Styles of Rotary Ax Technique' and can defeat the enemy within a few moves. Among the Turkic people, He is quite famous, and his enemies fear him like a tiger."
Long Ying smiled and said, "So what if you can't win within a few moves?" Suddenly he saw the little witch closing her eyes and her ears turning red. He was shocked and hurriedly retracted his presumptuous hand.
All eyes were focused on Wu Chengchuan to see how he deployed his troops.
Wu Chengchuan stood up and announced: "The person we are facing this time is the imperial swordsman Feng Guoting, who is known as the best swordsman in this dynasty."
The whole audience burst into applause, showing that Feng Guoting was extremely loved.
Feng Guoting picked up the ever-changing shield from the side of the chair, put it on his shoulders, stood up casually, bowed with an elegant smile, and walked into the field leisurely.
Long Ying took the opportunity to whisper to the little witch who had just opened her beautiful eyes: "Xian'er, are you okay?
The little witch glanced at him and said softly: "Xian'er is not afraid of you. I'll just prepare for your feast tomorrow morning."
Longying's heart was as sweet as honey and said: "Isn't it tonight?"
The little witch chuckled and said, "Tonight, your big-headed ghost is brave enough to come to Xian'er's small building."
At this time, Feng Guoting came to Tie Li and shook hands with him as a gift. Seeing that the other party couldn't help but look at the Variety Shield he was carrying on his shoulders, he casually took it off and handed it to him, saying: "This thing is called the Variety Shield. It can be used as armor and can also be used as a walking shield. It weighs one hundred and twenty kilograms."
Tie Li held it with both hands, his surprise flashed away, and he returned to a serious look. He played with it for a while and handed it back to Feng Guoting.
Feng Guoting put the Variety Shield back on his shoulders, walked ten steps out, and then turned to face his opponent, still looking free and easy.
Tie Li said in a deep voice: "I have heard the name of Brother Feng for a long time, but how can I meet you? Please enlighten me." He reached back with his hands, and two long Ke axes came to his hands. They struck each other with the backs of the axes, making a roar. The deafening sound of metal clashing in the audience shocked even the faint of heart. Then he spread his hands and pointed the ax at his opponent.
Feng Guoting had a smile on his face and said lightly: "Brother Tieli, please!"
Tie Li roared loudly, like a scorching thunder on the ground, he surged forward, his two axes struck forward continuously at an astonishing high speed, attacking the wind across the court like a high-speed rotating wheel, achieving the effect of taking the lead.
Li Duozuo said: "Ningyan had already guessed that she would end up in court, and she would only be counted as missing the Variety Shield."
There were sounds of surprise.
Feng Guoting moved, but most people were not sure whether what they saw was a movement. Feng Guoting seemed to be rushing forward, retreating, or standing still. Only those with sharp eyesight, such as Long Ying, etc. , Fang knew that Feng Guoting was moving back and forth in a three-inch area. Because of its extremely fast speed, it gave people the illusion that it was difficult to tell the direction from the front to the back. When experts compete, they cannot lose their sense of proportion, let alone three inches.
When the sword is drawn out, it is light and elegant. It is indeed a swordsmanlike skill, full of a free and uninhibited and moving artistic conception.
Long Ying paid special attention to the beautiful flowers on Zhang's Kunzhong banquet opposite. It was like her eyes, which were always hidden behind the clouds and smoke, broke through the clouds and revealed her true face like the bright moon, staring at the wind passing through the court with clear and radiant eyes.
"when!"
The sharp iron ax has become old and it is difficult to change his moves. If Feng Guoting stood still, when he attacked his opponent, the tip of his left ax should have struck at the door in front of Feng Guoting. However, because the latter flew three inches forward, plus The length of the sword is nearly four feet. The most important thing is that Feng Guiting is sure of the oncoming attack and temporarily changes his moves. Halfway through, it changes from being light and agile to weighing more than a thousand kilograms. It changes from straight to horizontal slashing, and it cuts diagonally between the opponent's two axes. , a left-handed ax that can cut iron sharply.
The sword technique has reached this point, and the sword can be turned at will, and the sword is as exquisite as a god.
The iron sharp left ax swung to his left, and he snorted coldly. The right ax slashed diagonally from a high place, cutting into Feng Guoting's shoulder and neck where he needed to be saved, making it difficult for him to use his sword skills.
Feng Guoting still looked calm, pointed his right toe to the outside, and then twisted the tiger's body with his toes. Suddenly, he not only came to the left side of Tie Li, but also returned his sword and slashed Tie Li again. A long ax held in the left hand.
The sword is like lightning. When it hits the enemy's axe, it makes a sharp metal clashing sound and sparks splash, which is really beautiful.
Tie Li retracted his left ax which could only strike in the open space, and used the force of the wind to strike the long Ke ax across the court. He then turned around and the two axes turned into shadows of axes that were running around him and retreated sideways.