Little Sage Village!
The faces of Fu Nian and others changed dramatically!
Even Young Master Fusu couldn't answer for a while.
Fu Nian stepped forward quickly and hurriedly explained: "Your Highness, please calm down. Fu Nian did not mean this!"
"Then what do you mean?!" Ying Ziye couldn't help asking.
"This this……"
Fu Nian and others looked at each other, and for a moment they didn't know how to defend themselves.
Few moments.
Fu Nian bowed his hands and said, "Since Your Highness insists, we will obey."
"It's just that Confucian people don't like to fight. Can we use swords to discuss skills?"
Ying Ziye smiled slightly.
"Of course you can!"
Anyway, he did not come to Xiaoshengxian Manor this time to drive away the Confucians!
As long as the purpose is achieved!
About one stick of incense.
Little Sage Village, next to the pool.
Ying Ziye arrived with Jianjiu, Yuan Tiangang, Fusu and Fu Nian.
In the square, the Confucian disciples practicing martial arts saw this scene and stepped forward to join in the fun.
"Mr. Fu Nian, please!"
Yuan Tiangang stepped forward slowly and extended his hand to indicate.
"good."
Fu Nian nodded slightly and raised his sword.
From this person, he felt an extremely powerful aura that he couldn't see through.
The two stood on the wooden bridge above the pool, looked at each other and nodded.
The first competition, Yuan Tiangang and Fu Nian.
The competition begins!
bass!
Fu Nian drew his sword Tai'a.
Tai'a - ranked third among the top ten famous swords in the Fenghu Sword Manual, was jointly created by two great swordsmen, Ou Yezi and Ganjiang.
It is the majestic sword of the princes. When it comes out of the furnace, the three elements of heaven, time, place, people and people are unified. The sword is not yet completed, but the sword energy already exists between heaven and earth.
It is beyond the comprehension of ordinary people and can be described as a divine weapon!
Fu Nian pointed the long sword directly at the pool water, instilling the true energy and circulating the blood energy.
The powerful sword energy spurted out and rushed into the pool water.
Instantly, the water in the pool boiled and flew into the air.
The water in the pool gathered together and condensed into one, forming a word Confucianism!
Yuan Tiangang looked at the Tai'a sword in Fu Nian's hand with eyes like a torch.
The sword energy still retains the majestic righteousness and majesty of the princes, and he couldn't help but praise: "It is really a good sword!"
Even a strong man like him, an old monster who had seen and even owned many treasures, all appreciated it.
It can be seen that the Tai'a sword is indeed extremely precious.
Fu Nian smiled lightly and said, "Thank you sir for the compliment!"
"Um!"
Yuan Tiangang responded, looked at Jian Jiu and said, "Lend me a sword!"
"for you!"
Jianjiu didn't waste any time. A long sword flew out from the sword box behind him, shining with silver light. It was Dragon Snake.
Clang!
Yuan Tiangang caught the dragon and snake, his sword energy buzzed, and he stabbed into the water with his hand, and a sword energy burst into the sky.
The water in the pool instantly set off huge waves, and water splashes condensed in the air and turned into water droplets.
The water droplets are tiny, each water droplet is only the size of a grain of rice.
Seeing this scene, Fu Nian and Zhang Liang couldn't help but feel horrified.
To be able to achieve such a subtle level with just sword energy and sword intention!
If the water droplets were only the size of rice grains, they wouldn't be so frightened, but the problem is that there are tens of thousands of these water droplets!
It can control such a large number of water droplets, and it is still so small.
It shows that not only strong strength is required, but also the control of sword energy and sword intention must be meticulous and controlled!
Whoosh whoosh!
The water droplets rotated at high speed and began to form an army formation like an army.
It even formed a character for Confucianism at one moment, a character for Dao at another moment, and finally turned into the character for sword!
Bang bang bang!
The sword character crashed into the Confucian character.
Seeing this, Fu Nian hurriedly controlled the sword energy and solidified the Confucian characters.
But it was of no use at all.
Hit by a sword.
The surging fierce sword energy is extremely powerful and indestructible.
Confucianism was immediately shattered.
It turned into mist and dispersed all over the sky, as if it was raining.
"I...lost."
Fu Nian looked horrified. At that moment, he actually felt the breath of death.
It seems that at any time and anywhere, the sword character will turn into a long sword and be killed.
This person is really extremely powerful!
Looking at Yuan Tiangang, Fu Nian admitted defeat.
"The owner of the village actually lost?"
The Confucian disciples were in disbelief.
"How is it possible that the owner of the big village was defeated by an unknown person!"
"Who is that man in black robe and cloak with iron mask?"
"Being at such a long distance, the evil meaning in it makes the hairs on my body stand up!"
Confucian disciples talked a lot.
Yuan Tiangang put away the dragon and snake, cupped his hands and said: "Admit it!"
The two men retreated.
The colors are heavy.
Confucianism has lost face just now. Even if it can't win back the game, it will still be a draw!
"please!"
Yan Lu looked at the ordinary old man Jian Jiu and made a gesture of invitation.
Jian Jiu smiled freely.
"Hey!"
The two came to the Chishui Bridge, where Yuan Tiangang and Fu Nian were just now.
A long sword flew out from behind Jian Jiu.
Huanglu!
Sword Nine - Bad Horse Yellow Wine Six Thousand Miles.
Turn it up as soon as you get up...
Because Ying Ziye had already said before he came that he was bound to win and suppress the morale of Little Sage Village.
The majestic and majestic sword spirit of thousands of miles of mountains and rivers was integrated into the Huanglu Sword, and the endless sword energy exploded.
Wisps of green smoke lingered, turning into mysterious inscriptions and blending into the water.
Water pillars rushed out of the pool, forming an old horse.
The old man's white hair is a bit withered, his eyes are a bit yellow, and his body is stooped.
but!
But his body exudes an aura that is different from ordinary people.
Even though he is old, you can still see that he must have been a great horse when he was young, with ambitions of thousands of miles!
Yan Lu's eyes flashed and he thought to himself: "This person is another strong martial artist!"
bass!
The sword from his waist was drawn out.
But there is only the hilt, not the sword body!
Fusu and the others around him were a little surprised.
However, Ying Ziye smiled calmly and was not moved.
In Yan Lu's hand was an invisible sword named Hanguang.
Hanguang - invisible, unknowable of luck.
What it touches is boundless, passing through things without being aware of them!
Feng Beard's sword score ranks sixteenth. Although he has never won in the arena, he has never lost either.
Yan Lu pointed the hilt of his lightsaber at the pool, only to see that the pool was divided by something invisible.
A soft white light emerged from the water, rose into the sky, condensed with water droplets all over the sky, and occupied the void without making any movement.
A humble gentleman, as gentle as jade.
Yan Lu has never been competitive and indifferent to fame and fortune.
Seeing this, Jian Jiu smiled and said, "He really lives up to his name. Since Mr. Yan Lu doesn't want to take action first, I won't be polite."
After saying that, I saw the bad horses condensed in the pool water, galloping towards the white light.
Open your mouth and drink.
The sword energy exploded in the white light, roaring in all directions, vowing to smash the bad horse's body into pieces.
However, Jian Jiu chuckled and saw the bad horse charging up again, persevering.
The complexion is a bit more solemn.
The white light solidified, and when faced with the charging force of the bad horse, it turned into thousands of white light water drops and fled.
However, the bad horse roared loudly and swallowed up all the white water droplets.
Total defeat!
Yan Lu was defeated by Jian Jiu.
"Your Excellency's swordsmanship is superb, but I am inferior to you. I'm ashamed!"
Yan Lu took a deep breath and sighed.
When the Confucian disciples around him heard this, their faces showed disappointment.
Confucianism actually lost again!
"Don't worry, it's just a competition."
Ying Ziye spoke out at this time, the corners of his mouth raised, and a hint of a smile appeared.
Fusu looked at this and secretly gritted his teeth.
On this occasion, Ying Ziye turned around and left with Jian Jiu and Yuan Tiangang.
The Confucian family and the young master Fusu were left standing there blankly.
Looking at Ying Ziye's gradually leaving figure, everyone looked solemn and frowned.
Fusu's heart felt like a huge mountain was pressing down on him, and he couldn't breathe due to the pressure.
Fu Nian let out a long breath and murmured: "I never expected that the Eighth Young Master would have such a powerful disciple under his command!"
At the same time, he became more determined to support Young Master Fusu.
Otherwise, once Ying Ziye ascends to the throne of God, how can there be a place for Little Sage Village to stay?
He could see that Ying Ziye and Ying Zheng were the same kind of people, and they were sharper and more powerful!
"I'm afraid the Eighth Young Master is here to attack Confucianism..."
Fu Nian was worried, but he was not a fool.
As soon as Young Master Fusu came to the door, the Eighth Young Master came.
There must be a connection.
