Wan Yunting and Jian Feng fought fiercely. Both sides used their strongest swordsmanship, and neither cared about life or death. It was not a friendly competition at all. It seemed like a battle of life and death, with deadly moves that attracted onlookers. All the people from various sects were amazed.
However, Zhang Xuanliang, Abbot Renxin and others were already prepared to stop them from stopping the competition. After all, this was just a friendly competition, not a life and death battle.
"ah…"
Jian Feng roared, and he fell from the sky. The long sword in his hand stabbed Wan Yunting on the ground: "Boy, go to hell...!"
Wan Yunting's expression was solemn, and his sharp eyes were raised to look at the sword peak falling from the sky. He did not dodge, he kicked his feet suddenly, and swung his sword to face him. The invisible sword beam flew horizontally, and the two of them faced each other again. After a few tricks...
"Breeze on both sleeves!"
Wan Yunting used two sword gangs that looked like green snakes, jumping away from the ground. Rocks and gravel flew everywhere, and a majestic sword gang came towards the sword peak, forcing him to block with his sword horizontally, but he was so domineering. Jian Gang still knocked him away and broke a wooden pillar of the arena. After Jian Feng landed on the ground, he staggered back a few steps and stepped hard with his left foot before he stabilized his body.
Jian Feng raised his ferocious eyes and glared at Wan Yunting in front of him. He didn't expect that this kid Jian Gang was so domineering. Not even his own thirteen sword skills could suppress him...
Seeing the scene where the two of them had distanced themselves and paused for a while, everyone in the various sects present finally took a breath, and immediately pointed at Wan Yunting and Jianfeng. The younger generation of disciples were impressed by the superb skills of these two people. I was impressed by my swordsmanship.
Especially Zhou Ruoxi, Zhang Xian'er, Zi Qing, Jin Xuan and other young masters. At this moment, everyone couldn't help but wonder if they could win if they met a swordsman like Wan Yunting or Jian Feng.
The leaders and sect masters of various sects were also chatting among each other. Regarding Wan Yunting's Dao sword technique and Jian Feng's use of the thirteen sword techniques created by the Shenjian sect, the two sides were indifferent. It's hard to decide who will win or lose.
"snort."
Jian Feng, who stood upright, exhaled and looked directly at Wan Yunting with sharp eyes, saying, "I admit, you really impressed me."
Wan Yunting's face was expressionless, he also exhaled a breath of turbid air to calm his breathing, and said in a calm tone: "To each other."
Jian Feng immediately inserted the long sword in his hand into the gap between the stone slabs in the square and said: "We can't tell the winner with swordsmanship, so let's compete with fists and kicks!"
Wan Yunting looked directly at Jianfeng with sharp eyes, nodded and threw the Gentleman's Sword out of the field. It immediately landed in front of Zhao Xuewu, who was holding the scabbard. He nodded to Jianfeng and said, "Okay."
Jian Feng's sharp eyes widened, he snorted coldly, kicked off his right foot suddenly, and rushed towards Wan Yunting like a sharp sword. He clenched his fists with both hands and punched Wan Yunting's face. Call...
Wan Yunting reacted quickly, changed his body shape, and dodged Jianfeng's punch. His hands also turned into fists, and he struggled with Jianfeng using the Wuji Tiangang boxing method. The two of them played fiercely with each other, and Jianfeng even punched him. A nearby wooden pillar of the arena was broken and exploded, causing the disciples of various sects who were watching to scream in shock...
Zhong Yulong, Zhang Xuanliang and other sect leaders did not expect that these two people would compete with each other in boxing and kicking skills. Wan Yunting's Wuji Tiangang Boxing was originally a domineering boxing style, but Jianfeng's boxing style was also overbearing. Both sides The fight was indistinguishable, it was hard to tell the difference, and it was difficult to tell the winner for a while...
The two competed for more than ten minutes from the beginning. By the end of the fight, they were panting and exhausted.
Wan Yunting was sweating on his forehead, but there was no trace of sweat on Jianfeng's face. Perhaps he moved too much, because he was wearing a dummy leather face, and the lower left side of his face was wrinkled...
"Look at the boxing..."
Jianfeng didn't notice that Renpilian was unstable at all. At this moment, he just wanted to defeat Wan Yunting, waving his fists and wrestling with Wan Yunting. However, in the next second, Wan Yunting's figure suddenly changed, and his arms The fist actually imitated Jianfeng's boxing technique. He turned around and hit Jianfeng hard on the back with a punch...
puff!
A mouthful of blood spat out from Jianfeng's mouth, and his whole body was knocked out. With a plop, he fell like a dog and ate shit...
"Hey, Wan Guanzhu's punch seems to be that of the disciple of the Divine Sword Sect!"
Shi Yizhen was surprised. Zhong Yulong, Zhang Xuanliang, and Abbot Renxin also saw that the boxing technique used by Wan Yunting just now seemed to be Jianfeng's boxing technique, which surprised everyone.
Jian Feng, who was lying on the ground, had a ferocious look on his face. He suddenly turned his head and looked at Wan Yunting with disbelieving eyes. This kid actually used his Fenglin Fist from the Divine Sword Sect!
"damn it."
Jian Feng wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and quickly got up. However, in the next second, Wan Yunting had rushed up. With the speed of lightning, he grabbed Jian Feng's entire face and directly removed the fake human skin mask from his face. Tear it off…
"not good!"
When Yan Haojian saw this, his eyes widened and he secretly screamed something bad...
Seeing Jian Feng being torn off the fake human skin mask, revealing his true face, the eyes of all the sects present were immediately fixed on his face. Everyone showed surprised expressions. Head Shi Yizhen shouted strangely: "This …How is this going?"
Jianfeng's heart tightened. Unexpectedly, Wan Yunting suddenly tore off the fake skin face, leaving him with a gloomy face and fierce eyes staring at Wan Yunting who was still holding his fake skin mask in his hand, gritting his teeth. , without saying a word.
"Why is he wearing a mask?"
"I do not know……"
For a moment, people from various sects who had reacted pointed at Jianfeng and started talking.
Yang Jingyi, Master Yunbai, Zhou Ruoxi and Gu Luotang, Qi Miaomiao and Duan Yingying also looked at Wan Yunting in surprise. He actually tore off Jianfeng's mask in public and revealed his true appearance. Zhou Ruoxi knew instantly in her heart What is the man going to do?
"Master Yan, what's going on with your disciple?"
Immediately, Shi Yizhen, Liu Bing and other heads and sect leaders turned to look at Yan Haojian next to them, and saw his gloomy expression. Zhong Yulong, Zhang Xuanliang, Abbot Renxin and others immediately understood that there was something wrong with it. A well-known issue!
Wan Yunting, who was holding the Jianfeng dummy with a leather face, raised the corners of his mouth and sneered, saying: "Aren't you going to take the initiative to reveal your identity?"
At this moment, Jianfeng's face was gloomy, his eyes were glaring ferociously at Wan Yunting, and he seemed to understand vaguely in his heart that this boy had been deliberately provoking him and letting him down his guard, just to tear off the fake human skin mask on his face and expose himself. real identity.
This made Jian Shisan so angry that he was so angry that he gritted his teeth but said nothing.
"Lord Wan Guan, do you know him?"
Liu Bing, the head of the Qingcheng faction, understood the meaning and asked Wan Yunting: "Who is he?"
The eyes of everyone present were fixed on Jian Shisan. Except for Wan Yunting and the others, no one else knew who Jian Shisan was.
"Oh, it turns out it's you!"
However, Zhang Xianer pointed at Jian Shisan and exclaimed, which made Zhang Xuanliang and Lin Yiping and the others from Longhu Mountain beside him turn their heads to look at Uncle Xianer in confusion and asked: "Uncle, do you know this person?"
"Of course I know you."
Zhang Xianer nodded and said, "Not only do I know him, but she also knows him."
Zhong Yulong saw Zhang Xian'er pointing to the side, Zi Qing, who had a calm expression and was naturally stunned, which surprised senior brothers Xian Yun, Qi Xiu and Xu Yuxin.
Zhang Xianer pointed at Jian Shisan and said: "He is a member of the Tianyan Lord God Sect!"
"What, people from the Sky-Eye Cult?"
As soon as these words came out, the heads and sect masters of the various sects present screamed and shouted, and everyone around them was shocked. The younger generation of disciples all showed puzzled expressions, because they didn't know about the Heavenly Eye at all.
What sect is the Lord God Religion?
Only the elderly elders and leaders know about the Divine Eye Cult.
"That's right, he is the adopted son of the Lord God of the Heavenly Eyes Sect, and his name is Jian Shisan!"
Wan Yunting pointed at Sword Thirteen and said loudly to the heads and sect masters of various sects.
"Lord Wan Guan, are you serious about this?"
Shi Yizhen, who had reacted, was surprised and asked.
"The adopted son of the Lord God of the Sky Eye Lord God Sect, he actually sneaked into the martial arts conferences of our various martial arts sects. This..."
At this moment, the leaders and sect masters of the various sects were all surprised and astonished. Everyone had never expected that people from the Tianyan Cult could sneak into the martial arts conferences held by their righteous sects. The thought of this made everyone feel scared.
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"really."
Wan Yunting looked serious, nodded to Zhong Yulong, Zhang Xuanliang and other heads, then looked at Yan Haojian and said: "Master Yan, you don't want to say a few words to explain to us what is going on.
?"
Immediately, the eyes of Zhong Yulong, Abbot Renxin, Shi Yizhen, Liu Bing and other sect leaders, as well as the sect leaders such as Tan Song and Hou Feiying, as well as all the disciples of the various sects present, turned to Yan Haojian, Meng Yan and He of the Divine Sword Sect.
On Yunxia and others...
At this moment, Yan Haojian's expression was gloomy and uncertain, his sharp eyes fixed on Wan Yunting, and he wanted to draw his sword and cut this kid into pieces.
"You are not my senior swordsman brother!"
Suddenly Meng Yan next to him pointed at Jian Shisan and shouted: "Tell me, who are you and what have you done to my senior brother Jianfeng?"
He Yunxia also reacted and shouted: "He is not from our Divine Sword Sect!"
These words made everyone in the various sects look puzzled. Zhong Yulong, Zhang Xuanliang, Shi Yizhen and other leaders looked at Yan Haojian and asked: "Master Yan, what on earth is going on?"
Liu Bing narrowed his eyes slightly and snorted: "Is it possible that your Divine Sword Sect is in collusion with the crooked Sky Eye Lord Sect?"
"Let me go, does their Divine Sword Sect really have something to do with the Heavenly Eyes Cult?"
The disciples from various sects present exclaimed and started talking amongst themselves.
"Stop spitting blood!"
The sullen Yan Haojian spoke, looking away from Wan Yunting, turning to look at Zhong Yulong, Abbot Renxin and others, and shouted coldly: "I don't know this person, he is not a disciple of our Divine Sword Sect!"
Liu Bing said: "Then why is he in your Divine Sword Sect?"
Yan Hao Jian glared at Liu Bing with sharp eyes, pointed at Jian Shisan over there with his big finger, and said angrily: "I also want to ask him where he took my disciple Jian Feng, and why he infiltrated our Divine Sword Company as him.
Come to the door!"
Lu Chenzi said: "You mean, you do have a disciple, but it's not this person?"
"That's right."
Meng Yan was the first to say: "Our senior brother is Jianfeng, but this person actually pretended to be him and sneaked into our Divine Sword Sect. There must be a conspiracy!"
"Tell me, what did you do to my Senior Brother Jian?"
He Yunxia pointed at Sword Thirteen and asked angrily.
Jian Shisan, who was standing in front of Wan Yunting, had a gloomy face. He also knew that Yan Haojian and the others wanted to distance themselves from their relationship with the Heavenly Eye Cult, so he raised his eyes and glanced at Wan Yunting fiercely, then turned back to Yan Haojian and Leaders of other sects.
Jian Shisan sneered and said: "Your senior brother has been killed by me!"