While the two were bickering, Tianxiu disciples had already served tea and fruit plates. Several senior executives of Tianxiu and Bian Nanfeng were sitting on a high platform ten feet away from Yuexuan Terrace, where they could overlook the entire moon.
Xuantai.
"Little sister, you are really good at joking." Ling'er looked at Yang Yu'er with a smile, "Your strength is too low, how can you tear my sister's mouth off? I would be too embarrassed to draw my sword to fight you!"
The sword Ling'er carries on his back is three feet long and one finger wide. It is the standard sword of the Giant Sword Sect. Compared with ordinary long swords, this is really a giant sword. It can match the killing power of the Giant Sword Sect.
The power of swordsmanship is very good. And Ling'er herself has the strength of a high-grade Huang level, the strongest among the five giant sword sect disciples. Yang Yu'er is several levels behind her and is indeed no match.
But Yang Yu'er, as a core disciple of the inner sect, naturally has to set a certain example. Even though she knows that she cannot defeat the opponent in front of her, she still has to go all out to fight the first battle, at least to consume the opponent's strength.
He Gangqi allowed the senior sisters behind to win.
"Stop talking nonsense and look at the sword!" Yang Yu'er knew that she couldn't defeat Ling'er in a verbal spat, so she wisely stopped entangled, raised her sword, and displayed her beautiful swordsmanship.
When Yang Yuer's sword skills were unleashed, the power of her Gangxin was mobilized. Her Gangxin was the wind, an invisible and colorless breeze that could make her body faster and her sword skills more elegant.
The sword pulled out more than a dozen sword flowers and attacked Ling'er.
Ling'er carried a huge sword on her back, but it did not affect her speed at all. Facing Yang Yu'er's attack, she slowly twisted her delicate body, and her whole body floated back, keeping pace with the long sword.
Holding a distance of three inches, with a mocking smile hanging on the corner of his mouth, he was strolling in the courtyard as if he were taking a walk, and the joking expression on his face was more like mocking Yang Yu'er's incompetence.
Yang Yu'er sneered, displayed her sword light again, and shouted: "Feng Gang!"
A finger-long blade suddenly shot out from the tip of the long sword, as if the sword had suddenly grown in size. The color of the blade was very ethereal, and it was not even easy to spot it if you didn't look carefully.
With the help of the power of the Gang Heart, Yang Yu'er can extend his Gang Qi to the long sword, forming a lethal wind sword gang.
After all, Ling'er was still young and frivolous, and had no actual combat experience. Normally, no one would do such a cruel thing when competing with her fellow sects. Just now, she saw that the opponent's strength was too different from hers, so she underestimated the enemy. Now,
Caught off guard, the sword gang that was shot out grazed the clothes on her chest. With a crash, a three-finger-wide crack opened on her chest, revealing the bright red bellyband inside. If she hadn't reacted quickly and took a step back,
Yang Yu'er can hurt her this time.
"Okay!" The Tianxiu disciples below shouted in unison: "Senior Sister Yang fought well!"
Ling'er's pretty face turned pale with anger. She never thought that she, a high-ranking yellow-level person, would suffer such a loss when facing an opponent of the eighth-level refining skill.
Moreover, the clothes on the chest are torn. Fortunately, there is no other man here except the young master, otherwise I would be at a loss.
What Ling'er didn't expect was that besides Bian Nanfeng, there was another man watching the battle, and that was Tang Feng! Just now Tang Feng followed him all the way here and saw the whole thing from beginning to end. Yang Yu'er struck with the wind sword.
Gang cut Ling'er's clothes, and when the bright red bellyband flashed out, Tang Feng couldn't help but sniff.
In his past life, this was the first time he saw a girl's personal belongings.
"You must not be a good woman wearing such a bright bellyband!" Yang Yu'er sneered after succeeding in a move on the high platform. Although she was sarcastic, she did not underestimate the enemy because she knew that her success was just because the other party was too careless.
There is still a big gap between them in real strength.
"Wind Spirit!" Yang Yu'er shouted again, and the Feng Jian Gang on the tip of the sword suddenly turned into a crescent shape. She gently picked it up with her long sword, and the crescent-shaped Feng Jian Gang actually shot out, swishing through the air.
, arrived in front of Ling'er in an instant, Yang Yu'er was unyielding, and he himself followed Feng Jian Gang, shook off the sword flowers, and attacked Ling'er's vitals in two ways with Jian Gang.
Faced with such a sudden change, Ling'er had to become dignified and started to walk upstream on the high platform. However, Yang Yu'er was like a tarsal maggot, staring at her and beating her violently. Xiu Shui's swordsmanship was brought into full play, and she danced with a long sword.
It must be airtight and cooperate with Jian Gang to chase Ling'er up and down.
Ling'er deliberately drew out the giant sword from behind to meet the enemy, but Yang Yu'er didn't give her a chance at all. Crescent Sword Gang seemed to be alive, hovering above Ling'er's giant sword. Once Ling'er showed signs of taking the sword,
Jian Gang would cut through him immediately, forcing her to stop.
The voices of the Tianxiu disciples below the high platform became louder and louder. Bai Suyi also had a smile on her face, obviously she did not expect that Yang Yu'er would perform so well.
On the contrary, Bian Nanfeng, holding the tea in one hand, still smiled indifferently, as if he didn't care about the crisis of his disciples at all.
Although Tang Feng had many disputes with Yang Yu'er before, those were things of the past after all. Tang Feng's mind was not so narrow-minded as to bear grudges. Now Yang Yu'er is working hard for Tianxiu. Although he is not a disciple of Tianxiu, he now lives here.
, I still have some feelings for Tianxiu, so I naturally hope that Yang Yuer will win.
But Tang Feng knew that Yang Yu'er would definitely lose. Now Yang Yu'er relied on his own dexterity and the help of Jian Gang to chase Ling'er. Once Ling'er took out his weapon, Yang Yu'er would no longer be able to fight back. There was a huge gap between their realms.
Too big.
How can a person who is at the peak of the eighth level of Refining Gang and a high-level yellow person, four or five levels apart in between, win?
The fact is just as Tang Feng thought. Ling'er underestimated the enemy at first and was suppressed and beaten by Yang Yu'er. But after a while, Yang Yu'er was out of breath. If he mobilized the Gangxin energy for a long time, the loss of his own Gangqi would double. That said
The Crescent Sword Gang has gradually become smaller, and now it is almost disappearing.
On the other hand, Ling'er was still the same as she was at the beginning. In the battle just now, she only used her body skills to avoid attacks and didn't exert much strength at all.
Ling'er reached out and drew his weapon again. This time, Jian Gang could no longer intercept it. Jian Gang was like a candlelight in the strong wind. It flickered slightly and then disappeared completely. Ling'er grabbed his giant sword and moved forward.
The running body suddenly stopped and slashed at Yang Yu'er with his backhand.
Yang Yu'er was shocked and quickly blocked the attack with her sword.
With a "bang" sound, the sword in Yang Yuer's hand was knocked out by Ling'er. The sword of the Giant Sword Sect was so huge that it had an advantage in terms of both weight and size. Yang Yuer's body was almost completely consumed.
, how could he withstand Ling'er's angry blow.
After knocking Yang Yu'er's sword away, Ling'er kicked Yang Yu'er in the chest. Yang Yu'er screamed in pain and flew backwards, falling to the ground.
Ling'er walked forward, stepped on Yang Yu'er's neck, pointed his giant sword at her, and cursed viciously: "Smelly woman, if we hadn't had a fight today, I would have killed you with one sword!"
