Jiang Yin knew that the most terrifying person among this group of people was not Jiang Feng, but the man in green shirt before him.
They, the returning warriors, had lived in Duanmai Mountain for so many years. During this period, their ancestors had encountered similar situations, but none of them had stayed in the underground palace for fifteen days.
Not to mention, like Yang Feng, conquering the guardians.
"You don't have to be nervous. I won't fight you now. It's impossible to win like this. Let's fight again after you fully recover your strength."
Yang Feng's words made Jiang Yin dubious. Jiang Yin was a very guarded person.
He also knew that Yang Feng's purpose of coming here was impure.
But at the moment, other than using swordsmanship to make the opponent afraid, he really can't think of any good way.
Put the sword and shield by your side, squat and lean on the sword and shield.
Turning his back on Yang Feng and others, he breathed in the cold air.
Heart, thump thump.
"Chief, this guy is so rude. He dares to turn his back to us."
"Chief, let me go and give him some color."
Jiang Feng said unbearably.
Yang Feng waved his hand.
"He still has some fighting strength. Now none of you are allowed to join him."
"What? Chief, why are you still here?"
"Give him a chance to breathe, right? If I attack now, even if I defeat him, he will not be convinced. When he returns to his peak, he will not be able to find any excuse if he loses again."
Yang Feng has his own plan.
He rushed to Jiang Yin and transformed the stone sword into a sword and shield with larger range of damage and greater range of damage. Based on this alone, Yang Feng became interested in this life.
"Chief, Ying Ming, I am short-sighted."
"Also, you can all try to transform the stone sword in your hand into a sword and shield in the future. This will help you increase the range of your sword."
Yang Feng waited for Jiang Yin to recover. An hour later, Jiang Yin stood up with bright eyes.
His body has also returned to its peak condition, with a sword and shield in one hand, and a raging fighting spirit igniting in his body.
"Good, you recovered."
"Actually, you shouldn't have given me this chance."
"Oh why?"
"Because you will regret it, but I will spare your life. I, Jiang Yin, don't like to owe others."
Jiang Yin is confident and can push through everything.
"Haha! Interesting."
An imperceptible smile appeared at the corner of Yang Feng's mouth.
Take action.
But Yang Feng didn't use a smashing sword.
And Jiang Yin also restrained his arrogance.
His expression was solemn, and for some reason, his intuition told him that the sword of the man in green shirt in front of him was a strong threat.
After posing, Jiang Yin's sword and shield moved.
Charge up, fly into the air, jump, and smash the sword.
Done in one go.
The sound of the sword and shield breaking through the air fell to the ground.
Yang Feng changed his hand to a stone sword, but this time, he didn't even make a starting move.
Instead, he thrust out a sword.
This sword is ordinary.
But the moment the two stone swords collided, Yang Feng's stone sword blasted away Jiang Yin's heavy sword and shield with overwhelming force.
boom!
boom!
Jiang Yin's body trembled and he spat out a mouthful of blood.
Dragging his remaining body, he half-knelt on the ground.
"Is your swordsmanship self-invented?!"
Jiang Yin’s eyes were burning.
Desperately wanting to confirm.
"yes."
This move is called Sword Cutting the Galaxy, and it doesn't belong to this world in the first place, so Yang Feng is right to claim that he created it himself.
"really!"
Jiang Yin, the sword and shield he modified have the same explosive power and the same sword skills, no one can be his opponent.
This comes from his inner confidence.
The opponent's move may seem ordinary, but in fact, the stone sword contains amazing power.
This power gave him a strange feeling.
After confirming my inner suspicion.
"Create your own swordsmanship! Four hundred years ago, there was no master of self-created swordsmanship in the Dajiang Dynasty. However, in the four hundred years of Daxia's rule, first the sword demon defeated the sky alone three hundred years ago, and then It’s you again, is the bloodline of the Great Xia Dynasty really that good?”
Jiang Yin's words were a little unconvinced.
Because during the reign of the Jiang Dynasty, there had never been any self-created swordsmanship.
"Jiang Yin, I see you are not convinced, let's try again."
"You use your own swordsmanship, and I'm willing to defeat you."
There was nothing unusual in Jiang Yin's tone.
Calm to the point of almost indifference.
"I don't have to invent my own swordsmanship."
Yang Feng was a cultivator before, so how could he be timid when facing a mortal now.
"Use the sword-smashing technique to decide the outcome?"
Jiang Yin raised his head and glanced at Yang Feng.
His face was unusually calm, and he wanted to decide the outcome with swordsmanship.
"Ha! If I don't promise you, I guess you won't be convinced either. Then it will be as you wish."
Yang Feng's words stirred up waves.
"Leader, his sword-breaking skills..."
"Jiang Yin, if you are able, you can replace your sword and shield with a stone sword. When the time comes, the leader will not need to take action. I, Jiang Zhi, will hold you with one hand."
"That's right, without sword and shield, you are nothing!"
Among the top ten guardians, isn’t that a proud and arrogant person?
"Okay, Xiaozhi, just follow what I said. If I am afraid of fighting with a sword and shield because of him, I am not qualified to challenge the chief, let alone lead you out of the mountain."
The purpose of Yang Feng's trip was to lead the restoration warriors out of the mountains and then officially start a war with the Daxia Dynasty.
What's more, this Jiang Yin is a talent and he doesn't want to miss it.
Yang Feng was able to agree, which was beyond Jiang Yin's expectation.
Use a sword and shield to perform the Sword Smashing Technique. The power of his Sword Smashing Technique is at least in the late eighth realm.
With his current level of swordsmanship, he can be regarded as the best among the warriors of the Restoration.
Unless Yang Feng can master the swordsmanship, he has practiced this swordsmanship to the peak of the eighth realm.
But even if this swordsmanship is simple, it cannot be done so easily.
"Hey! Let's fight!"
Jiang Yin, regardless of his injuries, would have lost in the field he was best at.
That can only be blamed on his inferior skills.
So confident!
Looking at Jiang Yin who was eager to try, Yang Feng licked his lips.
Confidence is the pinnacle, it is true, but it also depends on who it is.
Yang Feng also took a pose this time. The weapon in his hand remained unchanged, it was still a stone sword.
Jiang Yin carried the sword and shield in his hand and also made the starting position.
Yang Feng's eyes changed.
He could smash the sword, use force techniques, and start the hand all at once, but Jiang Yin also touched these.
Moreover, Jiang Yin's sword and shield have advantages to a large extent.
Smashing the sword, on the other hand, is about whose strength is enough to explode.
In this regard, Yang Feng did not have any advantage over Jiang Yin.
In this contest, he could not use his own swordsmanship and could only win by smashing his swordsmanship.
As for Sword Smashing, he could no longer make breakthrough progress.
Jiang Yin also grasped this point.
Taking the lead in attacking, the sword and shield broke through the resistance of the air and struck straight at Yang Feng's body.
The charm of smashing swordsmanship.
He must seize it. The more critical the moment, the calmer Yang Feng's heart becomes.
Boom!
Boom!
Even the sound of the sword and shield breaking through the air didn't affect him.
Maintain the "toilet" posture, just like an old monk entering concentration.
Holding the hilt of the stone sword tightly with both hands.
The surrounding wind, people, and scenery all stopped at this moment.
Jiang Zhi, Jiang Feng, Jiang Feng, Jiang Zi and others held their breath.
Some were even timid and dared not open their eyes for fear of seeing this bloody scene.
"Chief...no!"
"Jiang Yin, how dare you!"
…
The people watching all sighed. 33
The sword and shield were full of energy, making Yang Feng's green shirt rustle.
"break!"
Yang Feng moved his fingers holding the stone sword.
His stone sword has charm.
A little more agility.
"Jianyun?!"
Yang Feng smashed his sword without even moving his body.
He smashed the sword with one hand.
The stone sword and sword and shield collided with each other.
The sword and shield received a violent impact.
Losing his balance, Jiang Yin's hand holding the sword trembled violently.
Finally, he released his grip on the sword.
Close your eyes and wait for death to come.
After a moment, the stone sword he expected did not hit his head.
But it was less than a finger away from his forehead.
Stopped.
This precise control of strength puts even him to shame.
"I lost!"
Jiang Yin calmed down and said this.
He is one of the top ten guardians, and he never bows to others easily, not to mention that the other party is not one of his warriors to restore the country.
"How about joining us?"
"Since you lost, you should join in."
If he didn't even have this courage, then Yang Feng had really misjudged the person.
Jiang Yin, this time he was convinced of his defeat.
"Great! You scared me to death just now, chief."
"No, if there is anything wrong with you, I'm going to bring someone to cause trouble for Jiang Yin."
"Chief, Sword-Smashing Swordsman! I suspect you are a non-human being!"
…
Sword-smashing is indeed a very simple swordsmanship, but it is quite demanding.
If it weren't for the bloodline genes in their Da Jiang Dynasty, all of them would be stronger than cattle.
They don't want to practice this single-minded sword-smashing technique.
Over the years, there are not all those who have mastered Sword Sword Art to the ninth level, but they are only a small number.
As for Jian Yun, only three of the 50,000 restoration warriors have mastered it.
Because Jian Yun is the first stage after the peak of the Nine Realms, Jian Yun.
The second stage: Sword Elephant.
The third stage: shortcut.
The fourth stage: Enlightenment.
The chief and the two envoys on the left and right.
Apart from that, there is no one else.
But just now, Yang Feng smashed his sword and created the sword rhyme, which directly increased the power of the sword by several levels.
"What non-human beings? The situation was urgent just now. This kid Jiang Yin had no intention of holding back. Fortunately, at the critical moment, he was blessed with his soul. Otherwise, according to this kid's urine, I would really be lying here."
Yang Feng told the truth.
"Tsk tsk! Leader, please teach us how to break through in battle."
"Chief, I have been in the Eighth Realm for half a year. I want to move to a higher level. What should I do? Should I challenge the masters by jumping to a higher level?"
…
Faced with these problems, Yang Feng chose to shut up.
Overstep? If you are not forced to do anything, who would want to cross the level?
Back in the cave, Yang Feng was lying on the stone bed, thinking about the fourteen days he had spent in the underground palace.
Feeling emotional.
I wonder how A Zuo and Leng Wushuang are doing with their recruitment.
Thinking that maybe he fell asleep because he was too tired.
However, things were not peaceful in the valley. The news that Yang Feng had conquered the ten guardians shocked all the restoration warriors, including the chief Jiang Kui himself.
The Ten Guardians can be said to be the elite among the warriors of the Restoration.
And Yang Feng, a skinny monkey-like little character, actually stayed in the underground palace for fifteen days.
No matter how he stayed for fifteen days, he actually conquered the overlords of the underground palace - the ten guardians.
Jiang Yin, Jiang Feng, Jiang Zhi, Jiang Feng, Jiang Zi, Jiang Fei... Jiang Xiong.
Among the ten guardians, the lowest is also the peak of the fifth realm.
Among them, the first guardian, Jiang Yin, possesses the swordsmanship at the peak of the seventh realm.
Unless the swordsmanship reaches the ninth level, it is simply impossible to conquer the ten guardians in just fifteen days.
Jiang Kui knows better than anyone else, because he appointed these ten people, from Jiang Xiong to Jiang Yin, each one is a proud and arrogant person.
How could it happen that Yu Yu has been living under others for a long time?
"It seems that the tiger father has no sons! The fifteenth day is the promised day. I would like to see how majestic Yang An is now?"
In other words, five days ago, Jiang Kui might have been very anxious.
But now, it doesn't exist at all. Let alone Yang An, even if there are two more, his swordsmanship is still fearless.
"Chief, as agreed, it's time for Yang An to challenge the five-star general."
A five-star general is a person with excellent talent and swordsmanship among the warriors of the restoration of the country.
"Hmph! It's impossible for a five-star general to lose."
Jiang Kui, I seem to be saying this to myself, but also to my subordinates.
Dawn appears.
The night disperses.
Jiang Kui led his people to the underground palace.
Today, Yang Feng woke up unusually early.
Boom!
There was a rapid knock on the door.
"What's wrong?"
Yang Feng opened the door and saw Jiang Xiong.
"The chief, it's the chief, the chief is here."
"Ha! Are you finally here?"
"It's time to wait for him."
The fifteen-day deadline has come and it is time to fulfill the agreement.
"Let's go, follow me to see the chief. The deadline is up, maybe I should leave the underground palace."
In the fifteen days since he came to the underground palace, Yang Feng not only taught Jiang Xiong and others how to smash the sword, but also learned about his own swordsmanship. He also learned about Broken Vein Mountain.
Until, the five star generals of Duanmai Mountain no longer live in the underground palace.
"Yang An, I didn't expect that you really lived to the fifteenth day and conquered my ten guardians. But the real test begins now. Only by defeating the five star generals and my right and left envoys can you Qualification challenges me.”
Not far away, Yang Feng met Jiang Kui.
Jiang Kui's every word revealed incomparable confidence.
"Don't worry, I won't keep you waiting too long."
snort! Playing with Yang Feng's temperament, Jiang Kui is still a bit young.
"Let's go!"
"Wait a minute, I leave the underground palace, you won't immediately force them to leave me, right?"
Yang Feng didn't want to do useless work.
As soon as he left, Jiang Kui used force to subdue the ten guardians.
Then wouldn't his efforts be in vain?
He won't do such a thankless task!
What the hell!
What do you call your people?
They clearly belong to me!
Not far away, Jiang Yin had a smile on his face.
He didn't expect that Yang Feng would dare to say such things in front of the chief.
"Haha! Don't worry, if you can stand in front of me, I will naturally not touch them. But if you die, then they will still be my guardians."
Jiang Kui deliberately emphasized the word "death" very hard.
Some people died, but not completely...
