Jinyiwei's Killing God System

Chapter 205 Sword Discussion Conference ([-])

Seeing Yu Zhenqing playing, Yan Long couldn't help smiling when he remembered something.

Seeing his strange smile, An Xiyan asked curiously, "What are you laughing at?"

"I was thinking, what would happen if Yu Zhenqing met Yuan Suiyun?" Yan Long said.

At this time, Linglong happened to come to their table from Zhu Jiarou's side and heard Yan Long's words.Linglong couldn't help laughing and said, "Mr. Yan, you haven't even figured out the rules of the competition in the Sword Discussion Conference, so you're talking nonsense. It's impossible for the two of them to meet."

An Xiyan clapped her hands and said with a smile: "That's right, that's right. Deputy Hall Master Yan has said nonsense several times today."

Yan Long really didn't know much about the Sword Discourse Conference, if it wasn't for accompanying An Xiyan, he wouldn't have come at all.Hearing what Linglong said, he couldn't help asking curiously: "Why? If we fight to the end, with their martial arts, we will definitely meet!"

"Yu Zhenqing is fighting for the swordsman of the fourth floor, and Yuan Suiyun is fighting for the swordsman of the third floor. The two are divided into different groups. Even in the end, they will not be able to meet each other," Linglong explained.

"Is that so, wouldn't it be a lack of a dragon-tiger fight, what a pity, what a pity." Yan Long shook his head and sighed.

An Xiyan smiled and said, "You seem to wish they would run into each other right away."

Yan Long smiled and said nothing.

On the ring, Yu Zhenqing didn't have a sword in his hand.

Seeing her, Zhu Jiarou asked, "Mr. Yu, where is your sword?" Her voice was not high, but her voice penetrated the hustle and bustle of the venue, and melodiously reached the ring.

Yu Zhenqing said calmly: "The sword is already in his hand." After finishing speaking, he turned his fingers into a sword, and the zhenqi at his fingertips condensed and gathered into a bundle, unexpectedly producing a seven-foot-long sword qi.I saw the sword energy like a rainbow, and in an instant, the entire arena was shrouded under the pressure of his sword.

Fu Jinsheng's eyes widened, and he swung the heavy iron sword in his hand, blocking Yu Zhenqing's sword energy from his body.

Yu Zhenqing stared at Fu Jinsheng, and said slowly: "Hero Fu, we can start now."

With a tiger roar, Fu Jinsheng made a circle with his epee, the edge of the sword rolled up and flew wildly, the human sword merged into one, and with a tiger step, he stabbed straight at Yu Zhenqing.

"So strong!" Yan Long sighed.

Yu Zhenqing used her finger as a sword, facing the tip of Fu Jinsheng's epee, and stabbed out quickly.The sword energy doesn't carry any wind noise, but it's so fast that even the line of sight can't keep up.

When the fingertips touched the tip of the sword, the light of Fu Jinsheng's sword was like a firefly meeting a bright moon, and it suddenly dimmed.

Yu Zhenqing's figure resembles the raging waves of the surging black sea, producing infinite impact.

Even Fu Jinsheng's fierce and unparalleled epee couldn't resist, he couldn't help retreating one after another, and within a few strides, he retreated to the edge of the ring.

Behind him was the seat where Yan Long and the others were sitting.

In the duel of sword qi alone, Fu Jinsheng had already fallen into a disadvantage.

And Yu Zhenqing hasn't used his famous weapon "Scarlet Flame Sword" yet!

The sword energy on Yu Zhenqing's finger was getting stronger and stronger, and Fu Jinsheng could hardly hold it anymore.

His heart was full of anger.

If you lose like this, it will be too unbearable.

He is known as the Vajra Rage Sword, the more furious he is, the stronger his true energy and power will be.

Fu Jinsheng let out a yell, and a layer of blazing white qi surged all over his body.His robe began to shatter, revealing a whole body of steel and iron, his arms were as thick as a giant tree, and his tendons were exposed due to the force.

The epee caught in Yu Zhenqing's sword energy began to stab forward slowly.

There was a little appreciation in Yu Zhenqing's eyes, but it disappeared in a flash, replaced by a domineering look overlooking all living beings.

The sword energy on his sword finger is stronger again.

All of a sudden, there was a strong wind above the arena, and the air current of the two sides competing for internal strength made it hard for everyone in the audience to keep their eyes open.

There was a sharp "boom", like a winter tree being broken by the wind.

Fu Jinsheng's epee broke from it.

The tip of the sword flew out.

It shot out under the ring behind him!

There, An Xiyan was sitting.

Under the confrontation of the internal forces of the two masters, this broken sword is tantamount to a fatal move!
At the moment when Qian Jun was about to strike, three figures flashed on the stage and off the stage.

"Zheng", the sword wind stops immediately!

The broken sword was pinched in the hands of two people.And the other person stood still, and lowered his slender hand that hadn't reached the broken sword!

Yan Long pinched the tip of the sword, and Yu Zhenqing pinched the broken part of the blade.At the same time, An Xiuyun who rushed out was half a step slower.

The audience was silent for a moment, and then thunderous applause broke out.

Yu Zhenqing broke Fu Jinsheng's epee with his finger sword, but he didn't expect that the broken sword would fly towards the stands. He didn't want to accidentally injure people's lives, so he flew off the stage and grabbed the broken sword.

Yan Long was the closest to An Xiyan, he jumped out from the banquet, pinched his two fingers, and took the broken sword.And the huge impulsive force contained in the broken sword was also forcibly carried down by him with Ziyang true energy.

The flying thrust of the broken sword stopped, and Yan Long's foothold was slightly sunk in the stone slab.

The current situation looks like Yu Zhenqing stabbing Yan Long with a broken sword in his hand.

Surprise flashed in Yu Zhenqing's eyes, Yan Long's move reminded him of a person.So, he asked Yan Long, "Who is your Excellency? Have we met before?"

Yan Long smiled and let go of the tip of the sword, leaving two deep finger marks on the thick spine of the epee.He said to Yu Zhenqing: "I am Yan Long from the Changkong Gang. I have admired the great hero Yu for a long time, but I have never met him."

Yu Zhenqing's eyes flickered, and she said lightly: "I've never met before?! Then I must be dazzled! It turns out that your Excellency is the deputy head Yan of Shanhaitang, a young hero, and Yu admires him."

Yan Long heaved a sigh of relief in his heart. The cut-off sword he took just now was the same method he used to take Yu Zhenqing's "Scarlet Flame Sword" in Hongye Mountain Villa. .

The situation at this time was that Yu Zhenqing was standing in the audience, while Fu Jinsheng was on the stage. According to the rules, Fu Jinsheng should have won this game.But he is an upright person. He bowed his hands to Yu Zhenqing on the stage, and said in a loud voice: "Mr. Yu, good swordsmanship, Fumou surrenders!"

Zhu Jiarou stood up in person on a rare occasion and announced: "Huayang Sword Sect Yu Zhenqing wins!"

The battle was won, but Yu Zhenqing was not happy. He looked at the finger marks on the sword, and then looked at Yan Long thoughtfully. Amidst the applause of the crowd, he walked outside the venue.

The first day of the Sword Discussion Conference has come to a successful conclusion!
Outside the conference venue, Yan Long saw Yuan Suiyun again.

Yuan Suiyun walked over leisurely with the male and female disciples of the Qingcheng Sword Sect.

With a triumphant smile on his face, he said to Yan Long: "If Mr. Yan is also a sword learner, and if he also participated in this sword conference, I believe this conference will be more exciting! And we We can also learn from each other."

Yan Long raised his brows and said with a smile: "The martial arts I learned are all for beating people. I don't know how to learn this kind of thing."

Yuan Suiyun's eyes flashed brightly, and his tone was full of provocation: "Then when can I see Mr. Yan's beating skills?"

"Soon, soon you can see." Yan Long said.

After finishing speaking, he took An Xiyan's hand and walked away.

(End of this chapter)