In the first sword showdown, the top ten Juque swords faced Kunzhong sword, and Juque won.
In the second sword showdown, the Duanhong Sword in the top 20 faced the Benlei Sword in the top 15. Duanhong's ranking was promoted, and Benlei's ranking dropped.
In the third sword showdown, the top five Long Yuan Swords faced off against Tai'a Sword, and Long Yuan won.
In the fourth game, Tian Hu, the leader of the peasant family, stood up. His Tiger Soul Sword was rated in the top fifteen. As the leader of the peasant family, his ranking was not as good as Chen Sheng, the leader of the peasant family. This
But I can’t keep my face.
And the person he wanted to challenge turned out to be the one Fu Nian had mentioned, Lingxu Sword Zhang Liang.
"The Tiger Soul Sword, ranked in the top fifteen, challenges the Lingxu Sword, which is ranked in the top ten. It is another challenge to advance in the rankings. There must be no one to admit defeat this time."
"The little sage Zhang Liang, the third master of the village, has not heard much about his deeds in the world. I don't know what his strength is."
"Then Tian Hu must have won. The Tiger Soul Sword is so domineering, unlike Lingxu, which seems to be a sword for women."
"I don't know what it means. Lingxu is a famous weapon. How can it compare to a crude sword like Tiger Soul?"
"..."
Zhang Liang stood up holding Lingxu Sword and let out a bitter smile, "Tian Hu, you are really a troublesome opponent."
"ovary."
"Huh? Senior brother?"
Fu Nian's face remained as usual and he warned calmly: "Be careful, Tian Hu is not simple."
Zhang Liang was slightly startled when he heard this, then smiled and said, "Don't worry, senior brother."
Wei Zhuang on one side crossed his arms leisurely. Zhang Liang and he had not seen each other for nearly ten years, and he was also very curious about how far the other party's strength had grown in Little Saint Xian Manor.
Tian Hu stood in the field, with the Tiger Soul Sword already unsheathed. The Tiger Soul Sword has a wider blade, two notches, six blades, and a shovel-like tip. It is a relatively rude and unique sword.
Zhang Liang walked leisurely in front of Tian Hu. Seeing the opponent's fighting spirit, he drooped his eyebrows and cupped his hands and said: "Zifang is not talented, please show mercy to me."
"Haha, Mr. Zhang San is joking. If you let yourself go in a martial arts competition, wouldn't you be looking down on others?"
Zhang Liang, there is no one who comes out of your Little Sage Village who is weak. That Lu Yan was as strong as a monster. Fortunately, he is dead.
Ji Liang, a lacquer carpenter, faced off against the giant sword with more than 300 moves. Yan Lu, who was undefeated, had only one victory when he defeated Ji Liang, a lacquer carpenter. Yan Lu's strength was clearly unfathomable.
Fu Nian holds the Tai'a sword and is the top master in the world. The only one left is you, Zhang Liang. Do you think I will take it lightly?
After Tian Hu laughed, he raised the Tiger Soul Sword and took a stance, "Mr. Zhang San, please draw the sword."
"Then, Xiakui, please watch."
The Lingxu Sword was unsheathed, the sword body was dazzling and the sword light was so dazzling that it really blinded people's eyes in the physical sense.
Many people in the arena were staring at his sword, but they were caught by this moment and felt dizzy. When they saw the reality clearly, the two people in the field had already exchanged hands.
The Tiger Soul Sword Technique is fierce and domineering, and Tian Hu's internal strength is very deep. During the opening and closing of the sword, the sword energy tears in all directions, just like another walking earth-exploding machine.
Zhang Liang blocked the Tiger Soul Sword and continued to retreat. The land he retreated along the way was no longer flat at all. It was all pits cut open by Tian Hu's sword energy.
"Ha!" Tian Hu saw that Zhang Liang had been retreating, and felt a little impatient. In order to force out the opponent's strength earlier, he shouted angrily, and the gray sword energy of the Tiger Soul Sword wrapped around it.
The power of a single blow cracked the ground and opened mountains, the force of the sword caused a strong wind, and a tiger's roar was heard in the strong wind.
Xia Rong's Sword Intention? Fierce Tiger.
Zhang Liang felt the power of the tiger's attack, and seemed to have blocked his retreat. He frowned, knowing that this move was irreversible, and finally began to counterattack.
"The green snake hangs on the ancient wall, and the white horse walks through the desolate smoke."
The slender sword skillfully danced with the silver snake, Zhang Liang took the initiative to rush into the strong wind, the pure sword energy flashed like silk, and instantly dismembered the tiger.
"Ding ding ding~" In one move, the Tiger Soul Sword received countless silk-like sword energy, and the sound was endless.
Just when Tian Hu was tired of guarding against the numerous filaments of sword energy, Lingxu's sword power changed again!
In the boundless wilderness, gunpowder smoke floats to the far end, and the rumble of horse hooves makes it seem like the sky is shattering and the earth is falling.
It only takes a moment to change back and forth, and it is impossible to guard against it.
"Dang~" The slender Lingxu Sword actually slashed the broad Tiger Soul Sword until it trembled.
Zhang Liang had the upper hand.
"I caught you." Tian Hu grinned, his left hand pressed against Hu Po's sword, the tiger roared again behind him, and the temperature in the air suddenly increased.
What?!
Xia Rong's sword intention? The tiger descends from the mountain!
At an extremely close distance and with a sudden explosion, Tian Hu used all his strength to send the tiger down the mountain. Zhang Liang's clever swordsmanship was of no use and he was caught off guard.
"Dang~" Lingxu's sword was knocked back, and Zhang Liang's right arm trembled with such force. At the same time, he had suffered internal injuries from resisting the tiger's sword energy coming down the mountain at a very close range.
In an instant, the situation reversed and Tian Hu had the upper hand.
…
Um?
When Wei Zhuang saw Zhang Liang being injured by Tian Hu, his face was obviously surprised.
Zhang Liang knew that Tian Hu was reckless, rude, and had a violent personality. He kept retreating in the early stage and used his clever sword skills to make it impossible for him to make a move. This made Tian Hu angry and used the tiger move.
Although the tiger is strong, it can use a wide range of attacks. If it cannot hit the opponent, not only will it not be able to cause effective damage, but it will also expose its own weaknesses.
Zhang Liangzheng seized the flaw at this moment and counterattacked, but he did not expect that Tian Hu was waiting for this counterattack. The tiger move before was also his test.
This time Zhang Liang instead sent him in, using his own shortcomings to attack the other's strong points, and was struck by Tian Hu's close range burst.
The question is, isn’t Tian Hu a famous Tiehanhan? How could it be?
Fu Nian closed his eyes after seeing it.
The timing for Tian Hu to become the leader of the peasant family was quite bad. To get to this point, he is not really a simple reckless man. Zifang, alas~
…
"The white crane dances in the fairy house, and the green pines support the bones of longevity."
Although Zhang Liang was injured first, his magnanimity was not damaged. With the Lingxu Sword in his hand, he seemed to be cultivating immortality.
Tian Hu was much simpler, domineering, domineering, still domineering, "Mr. Zhang San, be careful. The sky and the earth will open up, and the sun and the moon will shine again."
Tian Hu used the strongest sword he had learned. The power of the sword seemed to be able to hold up the sky, and it was still rising.
"Ahem~" Zhang Liang coughed up a mouthful of blood, looked at Tian Hu's majestic figure holding the tiger soul high, smiled bitterly, and put the Lingxu Sword back into its scabbard.
"Huh?" Tian Hu was surprised.
"Xia Kui has great martial arts skills and is no match for me. Please stop. Zifang admits defeat."
Seeing this, Tian Hu dispersed his sword power, sheathed the tiger soul, cupped his fists and said, "Mr. Zhang San, I accept the concession."
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"Look, I said Tian Hu is sure to win. After all, he is also the leader of the peasant family."
"Oh, it's a pity that Mr. Zhang Liang was injured first, otherwise he would have had a great chance of winning."
"Shit, I'm the first to be injured. How can I win?"
"Summer insects cannot speak of ice."
When Zhang Liang passed by Wei Zhuang, he suddenly heard a sneer.
"After so many years, your acting skills still amaze me."
"Brother Wei Zhuang, please don't taint my innocence out of thin air. It's very disrespectful to throw water into the sword duel."
"Humph~" Wei Zhuang glanced in Tian Hu's direction and laughed for a moment.