"It's about to start."

A smug smile appeared on Sikong Changfeng's face, "As expected."

……

After hesitating for a moment, Song Yanhui finally raised the long sword in his hand.

"Okay, since that's the case, then I'll first ask you about the strength of Xiaoyaozong's high disciples!"

……

Chapter 89 I have a sword named Xiaoyao!

There are rumors in the rivers and lakes that Song Yanhui likes to practice swords by the river, so his swordsmanship follows the way of "river water".

This is what Luo Yuan felt after fighting dozens of swords with Song Yanhui, the characteristics of the opponent's swordsmanship.

And the opponent's strength...

Not far away, Lei Wujie turned his head and asked Xiao Se: "Xiao Se, what do you think is Song Yanhui's strength?"

With deep eyes, Xiao Se whispered:

"He once swung a sword, and the sword energy left behind blocked the flood for half an hour. Moreover, he has challenged Xueyue Sword Immortal three times. If it is an ordinary person, it is not worth asking Xueyue Sword Immortal to prevent people from entering. Cangshan."

Lei Wujie suddenly realized and nodded, then asked again: "Then tell me, can Luo Yuan beat him?"

As soon as he finished asking, Lei Wujie immediately shook his head, and said to himself: "No, Luo Yuan can definitely beat him!"

Can Luo Yuan do it?

Get back into the fight.

Two completely different sword qi overflowed and stirred in the forest, knocking down countless leaves.

After these few minutes of confrontation, Luo Yuan has roughly made a judgment in his heart.

Song Yanhui's strength is not bad, and his swordsmanship is not bad, but...

He can't beat himself! !

However, Luo Yuan was not in a hurry to end the battle, because he was practicing swordsmanship, he was feeling Song Yanhui's swordsmanship, and his "Sword Way"!

In fact, Luo Yuan also has his own way of swordsmanship.

On the day Lei Wujie broke into the pavilion, when Luo Yuan fought against Li Hanyi, Li Hanyi commented that his sword was useless.

That's right, Luo Yuan's sword is indeed disorderly, and there is not enough time to practice swords, this is only the first reason.There is another more important reason, because this is his way of swordsmanship!

As mentioned earlier, Luo Yuan doesn't like to be restrained. He is a person who likes to "think wildly". If he is asked to keep practicing according to a fixed sword style, he will get bored within three days.

What he likes is to be unrestrained and free.

So his kendo, calling his name, is free and easy! !

Freedom of Swordsmanship!

Don't stick to a fixed sword style, the sword you wield is ethereal and free, and you can do whatever you want.

Xiaoyao Sword Dao can be regarded as the greatest achievement he has obtained from practicing sword with Li Hanyi in the past few days.

Of course, a battle that has not been tested in combat is not considered true swordsmanship.

So now, he is refining his own sword by comprehending Song Yanhui's sword!

On the opposite side, Song Yanhui's mood at this time is completely different from Luo Yuan's relaxed and comfortable mood.

After the short battle just now, Song Yanhui put away the initial contempt.Although the man in front of him looks young, but his strength...

Very strong!

Luo Yuan's sword seemed disorganized, but Song Yanhui felt that there seemed to be thousands and thousands of changes hidden in it!

Every sword he swung, no matter how tricky the angle, was blocked by the sword that Luo Yuan swung at will!

"Is this Xiaoyao?" Song Yan murmured in her heart.

……

not far away.

A gleam flashed in Sikong Changfeng's eyes, "Luo Yuan is indeed a genius. His sword was not like this a few days ago, but now, his sword already contains the 'Tao'! Given time, this boy will surely become a genius." 'Sword fairyland'! Even...

Into the realm of travel! ! "

A new green leaf was shaken off by the sword energy and flew to the ground.

Two swords are divided.

Song Yanhui looked at Luo Yuan with a serious expression, and her tone was equally serious.

"I didn't expect you to possess such sword skills at such an age. I underestimated you."

While speaking, he raised the sword in his hand high.

"Then, let's try this move! This sword is called Ten Thousand Rivers and Thousand Mountains!"

As soon as the words fell, the sword suddenly slashed down.

The surging sword energy is like a tide, layer by layer, attacking Luo Yuan.The turbulent sword energy stirred in the forest, and even the moonlight seemed to be torn apart.

Facing this sword, Luo Yuan raised his head.

The turbulent sword energy is stirring on the Tianwen Sword, but this sword energy is like a breeze between heaven and earth, sometimes it is gentle, it is a spring breeze blowing on the face; sometimes it is violent, it is a violent hurricane on the sea!

The wind, ethereal and invisible, unfettered!

"I have a sword named Xiaoyao!"

The distance between the two figures shortened rapidly, and the two completely different sword qi collided brazenly! !

Boom~

The fierce collision of sword qi erupted with a huge roar.

The surging sword energy even scattered the clouds in the sky!

Leaves flew from the branches.

Xiao Se turned around and walked down the mountain.

"What's the matter? It's not over yet?" Lei Wujie's doubtful voice came from behind.

Xiao Se stopped, stretched out his hand, felt the breeze passing between his fingers, and said softly:

"No, it's over."

That's right, it's over.

When the fallen leaf finally fell to the ground, the result of the clash of swords was presented before everyone's eyes.

Luo Yuan put away the Tianwen Sword, turned and walked towards Li Hanyi, with a relaxed expression on his face.

However, Song Yan returned...

"puff!"

He spat out a mouthful of blood, which fell to the ground, and immediately a coquettish flower of blood bloomed, and this flower of blood announced the result of the battle.

Not far away, the white-haired Ji Xue raised her head and looked at the twinkling stars in the sky.

This night sky is like the rivers and lakes.

And the bright and dark stars, like those children of the rivers and lakes wandering in the rivers and lakes, can only be seen by people better if they work hard to shine in the dark night.

A word suddenly flashed in Ji Xue's mind.

"Maybe... the gold list can come out..."

……

In front, Song Yan wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, smiled wryly and shook his head.

"The Sword of Freedom? It's really enviable, the unfettered way of the sword." Song Yan looked back at Luo Yuan, "I have no regrets losing to this sword. After today, Song Yanhui will never come again Try the sword!"

Song Yanhui, the lord of Wushuang City, was also a well-known swordsmanship genius in the world, but since he became the lord of Wushuang City, he has taken on a responsibility on his shoulders.

Rejuvenate Wushuang City!

But this responsibility is too heavy, Song Yanhui was tired by it, and his progress was slow. If he was not the Lord of Wushuang City, Luo Yuan would not have won so easily today.

But there is no if in reality.

Song Yanhui was indeed defeated.

This time he tried the sword, he didn't even let Xueyue Sword Immortal swing a sword.

The Xiaoyao Sect disciple in front of him...

Song Yanhui's eyes were dark.

He thought that his disciple's talent was unparalleled in the world, but he never thought that in just two months, he would meet two monsters!

What's going on in this arena?

Song Yan went back down the mountain.

……

Luo Yuan took Li Hanyi's cool little hand.

(*^ω^*): "How about it, am I powerful?"

Li Hanyi looked helplessly at Luo Yuan who was begging for praise, and sighed.

Wasn't he still so carefree just now?So full of force, why did it become like this now?

Ugh!

Cold clothes and tired heart.

……

Chapter 90 Hundred Flowers Club

Qingcheng Mountain.

After hearing Li Hanyi's words that day, Li Fansong and Fei Xuan ran all the way.

The journey that originally took more than ten days was shortened abruptly to five days!

Looking at the winding stairs to the sky, Li Fansong immediately jumped off the donkey named "Red Rabbit" and hurried up the mountain.

But before he could take a few steps, Zhao Yuzhen, who was wearing a Taoist robe of a celestial master, appeared beside him.

Daojian Xian Zhao Yuzhen, the way of swordsmanship he practiced fits every plant and tree in Qingcheng Mountain, and every move on Qingcheng Mountain cannot escape his perception.

When Li Fansong and Feixuan went down the mountain, Zhao Yuzhen noticed it and ran out from Fuluting immediately.

He pressed his hands on Li Fansong's shoulders, and asked anxiously, "How is it? Did you see her? Did she agree to come to Mount Qingcheng?"

Li Fansong looked at Zhao Yuzhen with extremely complicated eyes, his lips twitched, hesitating for a long time.

Zhao Yuzhen shook Li Fansong's body.

"What's the matter, tell me quickly?!"

Li Fansong finally spoke.

"Master, I saw Xueyue Sword Immortal, and... there is also a man named Luo Yuan."

After the words fell, Zhao Yuzhen frowned suddenly, as if he couldn't believe his ears.

"Who?!"

"Luo Yuan."

Zhao Yuzhen took a deep breath, remained silent, and the memories of 13 years ago flooded into his mind.

Li Fansong's voice came next.

"Master, have you ever... left Mount Qingcheng?!"

After saying this, Zhao Yu really believed that it was that person who came back!

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