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Yan Lingxi put away his folding fan and paced behind Cheng Tianya, the ebony wood fan bone knocked on his palm from time to time, the expression on his face changed subtly, "That's right. But, Ye Fengting, don't forget, it's not a draw now. "

"Really." Ye Fengting stared directly at Yan Lingxi through Cheng Tianya's right ear.

Yan Lingxi narrowed his eyes, and a chill flashed in his pupils, "Could it be, have you been discovered?"

"Yes." Ye Fengting smiled calmly, and his own camp turned the clouds away, "Hei Zhongyun, Bai Jifeng, Jiang Yuelou expressed his sincere gratitude to you two, which really impressed Ye."

The black and white sword monk who had retreated four floors was holding his sword in a daze, leaning in the corner at the edge, and was taken aback when he heard the words.

Ye Fengting turned around, held the sword body in his left hand and clasped his fist in his right hand, and said to Tianshui Chengbi: "The black and white dragon sword rain just now not only caused wounds to Commander Cheng of the Yan family, but also suppressed the Yunli Wumen of his left arm."

A cold light flashed across Yan Lingxi's eyes, and Cheng Tianya's stalwart body was slightly taken aback.Behind Cheng Tianya, he whispered, "Tianya, you should retreat."

Cheng Tianya snorted coldly, pretending to effortlessly raise his left arm, said: "It's ridiculous, I..."

"Yan family, step back." Suddenly gave an order, Qing Ruoxiao, who was no longer watching from the sidelines, raised her black cloak sleeves, "Guqing is in ecstasy, Xuanyun covers the city of sorrow alone. Ruoxiao goes eastward across the river, don't follow Hongyan south Fly." He stepped forward majestically, motioning for the two to go back.

"Since you want a draw, you might as well speak with strength. You've already wasted too much." On his calm and majestic cheeks, several wrinkles were cracked deeper.

Ye Fengting showed neither surprise nor fear, slightly lowered his head and cupped his hands: "It's a great honor for Ye to be taught by the leader."

"Don't be polite, don't be like that person on the ground." Qing Ruoxiao disliked such unnecessary politeness as always, and slowly pulled out the long sword with a purple handle at his waist.

"Wait a minute." Ye Fengting raised his hand unhurriedly.

"Say." Qing Ruoxiao's patience is also limited.

Ye Fengting's eyes were cloudy, and there was no shadow of Qing Ruoxiao in his eyes.No one could even see clearly what he was thinking, except Yan Lingxi who retreated to the guardrail.

Yan Lingxi was not far away, squinting at Ye Fengting, "Ye Fengting, a thoughtful person."

"Hmph. Is there anyone in the world who is more thoughtful than you?" Cheng Tianya said coldly.

"Among the people you've met, how many have you gotten to know?" Yan Lingxi glanced at him, quite helplessly.

"Those people are not my opponents, it's useless to know." Cheng Tianya said while lifting his left shoulder.

Yan Lingxi was taken aback, and said with a wry smile: "Brother Tianya, you don't want me to help you rub your shoulders, do you?"

Cheng Tianya nodded expressionlessly: "You are the only one left here. Besides, you are the one who asked me to come."

Yan Lingxi was even more dumbfounded and said: "Who said I'm the only one left here, don't you see that Tianshui beauty on the opposite side? Rubbing her shoulders with slender hands, isn't she better than a vulgar person like me?"

Cheng Tianya looked at Yan Lingxi's embarrassment, but he felt much more relaxed. He leaned on the guardrail and continued, "I don't have your tongue to persuade others. Or, you can speak for me."

"You!" Yan Lingxi really wanted to throw the fan in his face, and also wanted to complain a few words, but felt that the atmosphere between the two on the stage was becoming more and more serious, which seemed inappropriate.Cheng Tianya cast his eyes on Ye Fengting, lost in thought.

Ye Fengting nodded to thank Qing Ruoxiao. After that, everyone felt the wind turn, and heard Ye Fengting's voice spread from all directions, clearly reaching the ears of Jiangyuelou people on the third floor, "Everyone, Ye will never Let Jiang Yuelou lose this game. Please put the landlord's body well, Ye Mou doesn't want him to be disturbed again."

"You!" Qing Ruoxiao seemed a little angry, "Let Lingbei's body be placed in your Jiangyue Tower, and there will be no peace."

"We're going to take the landlord back." Several members of Jiangyuelou wiped their tears from the corners of their eyes, cheered up and walked towards the top floor.

Ye Fengting stood there calmly, "How does the leader know why the soul is safe or not?"

Qing Ruoxiao swung the long sword in his hand, "Do you think this situation can be turned around?"

Ye Fengting smiled confidently, "Leader, for you and me, there has never been a turnaround. Before, it was a draw. Now, it is still a draw."

One drop, two drops, the rain falls.I don't know when it started, dark clouds have already covered the Dongting in layers, and the rain is pattering in a blink of an eye.In the open-air pavilion under the top floor, spectators opened oil-paper umbrellas one after another.The crowds coming and going at the gate of Baling City also held up various flower umbrellas one after another like the flowers blooming in early spring.

Ning Jingyuan was the only one, dressed in white, with a long silver sword on his back, a cloth belt tied in his left hand, walking quietly with his eyebrows lowered, walking through the long street of the city gate in the rain alone.

A golden thunder flashed across the sky above the Yueyang Tower, under the golden thunder were Qing Ruoxiao and Ye Fengting who were hanging in the air, the thunder flashed, "Bang!" They exerted force at the same time, and the strong impact caused both sides to spin backwards and somersaults .

Qing Ruoxiao drew the sword to collect the gray clouds, stabbed the sword like a spirit snake spit out letters, aroused the orange sword energy like torrential rain, the momentum was magnificent, and the mountains were destroyed.

Ye Fengting spun the black wind with his sword, the sword collapsed like a crow attacking the eagle, and the gray sword energy was raised like a storm, the energy rushed to the sky, breaking the rainbow and destroying the clouds.

After the violent wind and rain, Qing Ruoxiao put his left foot on the carved wooden pillar of the north guardrail, and Ye Fengting stepped on the carved wooden pillar of the south guardrail with his right foot, and immediately jumped up again.

Immediately afterwards, both sides swung their swords, and the gray and orange sword qi collided in the middle of the distance between them, like the Yangtze River flowing down the Tiger Leaping Gorge.The bursting sword blast swept away the rain that had originally fallen on the tower, forming a ring of water vapor that sprayed on the second-floor stand of Yueyang Tower.

The impact of the sword explosion made each other fly higher, and the two of them showed the look of a tiger watching an eagle at the same time, holding the long sword tightly to cut the wind and waves, and made hundreds of moves with the sword in one breath, the turbulent sword energy was like a dragon flying lightning. In the sky, countless yellow dragons flow through the mountains and rivers, and hundreds of oolongs swallow clouds and fog, criss-crossing, and the sound cuts across thousands of miles of Xiaoxiang!

Cheng Tianya quietly raised his sword, blocking the overflowing sword energy for Yan Lingxi beside him. Part of the sword energy tried to hit his body, but it was completely dispelled the moment it touched him.

Tianshui Chengbi, who was still standing on the Yueyang Tower, held the sword with his right hand and pressed the sword body with his left hand, and the light green sword energy opened up a defensive formation.

Ye Fengting rolled up his sleeves to concentrate on the sword's momentum, "Ten victorious swords, fifth, the sword changes infinitely." Then the sword energy vibrated, changing in a breath.

The four hardwood pillars at the core of Yueyang Tower trembled slightly, accompanied by the whole building trembling under the pressure of the sword pressure; the woods outside Baling City were rustling, startling countless chicks who were trying to avoid the rain in the forest, and the water of Dongting Lake This torrent of sword energy is surging, and the white waves are several feet high in a rush!

"This turbulent and powerful sword energy...is strange, not like the style of the deputy host." A member of Jiangyuelou looked up at the sky, and seemed to feel something abnormal.

"Yes, in my impression, he rarely fights this kind of war of attrition." Another member of Jiangyuelou nodded in agreement.

"In this level of tug-of-war, the physical strength of both sides will soon be exhausted." Cheng Tianya was deeply attracted by this battle, and even the long sword he held in his hand resonated with the cross-flowing sword energy.

"It seems to be deliberately forcing the leader to use other methods to deal with it." Yan Lingxi looked at the fierce battle in the air and guessed.

Gradually, the scene of hundreds of dragons soaring in the sky seemed to be in a position to compete. Although Qing Ruoxiao's sword power was not inferior at all, she was still 46 years old against the verdant Ye Fengting.

The slight difference in physical strength was magnified little by little in this duel, and finally formed a disadvantage.

In the Battle of Yueyang Tower, not only Cheng Tianya became famous, but also Ye Fengting, who defeated the "King of Swords" Qing Ruoxiao.

The momentum of the gray sword energy flying all over the sky did not stop because of the gradual exhaustion of the orange sword energy.Qing Ruoxiao's forehead was covered with sweat, although the long sword in his hand was still shining with orange light, but facing the gray sword energy like a hundred thunderbolts and Ye Fengting's aloofness, his strength had gradually weakened.

"Ten Victory Swords, the sixth is Desheng Xinxin!" Ye Fengting called out the name of this move, the gray sword energy gathered in all directions as if activated, twisted into a ten thousand zhang black thunder and fell down, straight to Qing Ruoxiao!

"Tch..." Qing Ruoxiao raised his sword with both hands, the strong impact brought by the black thunder hit his resistance and wiped out two black winds, instantly shattering the three-layer thick iron-wood floor of Yueyang Tower!The orange sword glow was gradually swallowed by the black thunder, Qing Ruoxiao frowned, holding the long sword still trying to resist.

"You can't be overwhelmed here." Qing Ruoxiao's clenched hands kept trembling, as if changing his sword holding position little by little, the orange sword light flickered, reflecting his momentary hesitation.At this time, Cheng Tianya was staring at Qing Ruoxiao's hands, and realized that it was not simply a switch of holding the sword.

Yan Lingxi followed his gaze, and asked involuntarily: "Tianya, do you know the eighth sword heart 'Once in the wind and moon, forever green'?"

"Hmph, who doesn't know who practices swordsmanship? The first is the heart of the sword, the heart of respecting the sword; the second, the heart of a gentleman; the third, the heart of compassion; the fourth, the heart of righteous cultivation; The heart of the sword; the seventh heart of the sword is "the empty mountain has no self, the clear mirror stops the water", and the eighth heart of the sword is "once the wind and the moon are forever green." Cheng Tianya coldly recited the words that all swordsman practitioners can catch. Kenshin.

Ye Fengting, who was dozens of steps away, saw Qing Ruoxiao's state, and showed an intriguing smile, and his figure landed deftly, with a sense of relief that the overall situation was settled on his face.However, the tip of the black sword in his hand raised up vigilantly at this moment, as if he felt the invisible killing intent from the sky.

Standing on the Yueyang Tower, Ye Fengting, Tianshui Chengbi, Cheng Tianya and Yanlingxi raised their heads at the same time, and the raindrops that were originally drizzling turned into heavy snow in the blink of an eye!

"Sword Three, Binglei."

The power of the black thunder that firmly oppressed Qing Ruoxiao stagnated, and the black thunder formed by the gray sword energy began to condense little by little around Qing Ruoxiao. When Ye Fengting looked closely, there was a light blue sword energy circling around. The black thunder went up, and wherever it went, it exuded a cold air.

The black thunder formed by the gray sword energy was completely frozen into a large piece of gray ice in an instant, and fell from midair, "Bang ding!" Rolled into the cracks, forcing most people on the third floor to evade.

The wind has calmed down, and the snow has also turned into raindrops, which are still pattering.Qing Ruoxiao let out a long sigh of relief, held the sword upside down in her left hand, and turned her face to the white-clothed boy who had been standing there since Xueluo.

Ye Fengting obviously spent a lot of energy in the duel just now. While adjusting his breathing, he forced a smile and said to the white-clothed boy with his eyes closed and holding a sword: "Ningjingyuan, you are still here."

Tranquility inserted the sword back into the sheath behind her back, and slowly opened her eyes, revealing dark blue pupils.He asked coldly: "Ye Fengting, what tricks are you playing?"