The heroes below widened their eyes and began to make noises. At this time, the sword masters shared the same hatred and took off their swords to compete.
Some of the swordsmiths were also skilled in martial arts, and they wielded their swords with style, filling the huge sword competition platform with water.
"Third brother, get my Spring Thunder Sword and Winter Snow Sword!" Wei Kailai said loudly, Wei Wen responded and hurried to get the swords.
Another figure stopped in front of Wei Kailai, it was Wei Changqing.
Wei Changqing pulled out the sword from his waist and said to his younger brother with a smile: "Second brother, your Xia Yang sword has been broken. Retreat! Let me, my elder brother, fight with her with my 'God King Sword'."
Wei Kailai came but was unwilling to retreat, saying: "Little sister Yang and I haven't decided yet. Brother, please come up later and don't destroy your own sign."
Wei Changqing's face suddenly changed and he said, "Second brother, what do you mean by this? Do you think your sword is better than mine? Let me play with little sister Yang!"
"Disgusting!" Yang Ying spat and cursed angrily: "Who is talking to you, little sister Yang? Your face makes people sick to their stomachs!"
The stage was in a mess, and suddenly yellow shadows moved. The swords in the hands of the swordsmiths and men who were joining in the fun fell to the ground or broke into pieces.
Then those guys tumbled one by one and were thrown off the stage one by one.
Yang Qiufei's body was extremely fast. He drew a sword with his right hand and threw a person with his left hand. Suddenly, only the two brothers from the Wei family were left on the stage, and the remains of broken swords were scattered all over the ground.
"Dare you mess around in front of me?" Yang Qiufei snorted and came to Wei Changqing. Wei Changqing was startled. He had only half pulled out the Divine King Sword in his hand. He quickly returned the sword to its sheath and bowed respectfully to Yang Qiufei.
"Changqing, come on! Don't be rude to Yang Yingxiong!" Wei Yunwu stood up and shouted when he saw Yang Qiufei getting angry.
Wei Kailai rushed in front of Wei Changqing and said: "The Wei family has always admired Yang Yingxiong for his unparalleled martial arts skills and heroic spirit. Just now it was just a child's play. Sister Yang Ying is a tiger girl, Kailai admires her very much!"
Wei Changqing also said: "Little sister Yang has such skill at such a young age, she deserves to be the queen of swordsmen."
Yang Ying rolled her eyes and said, "Disgusting!"
Yang Qiufei raised his head, looked at Wei Changqing, and then at Wei Kailai: "If there are any other swords in the Wei family, take them all out for me to see."
At this time, Wei Wen had already come to the stage holding Wei Kailai's Chun Lei and Dong Xue. He was already slightly drunk, and he was indignant after hearing Yang Qiu Fei's rude remarks several times.
When he got off the stage to pick up the sword, he felt his mouth was dry, so he drank a large glass of wine. At this time, the alcohol took over and his face turned red.
Wei Wen handed the Spring Thunder Sword to his second brother, and took out the Winter Snow Sword himself, murmuring: "Brother, second brother! How do you want to fight? Three of them hitting each other won't work... I'll do it first... Don't let others look down on you. I defend the family!"
After finishing speaking, he strode towards Yang Qiufei and said: "Mr. Yang... I respect you as a hero, but you have insulted my father... this..."
Wei Changqing and Wei Kailai were both stunned. It was too late to stop him.
Wei Wen had already pulled out his sword, Yang Qiufei sneered and put his hand on Wei Wen's wrist.
"No way..." Before Wei Wen could finish his words, he felt like the world was spinning and he fell to the ground with a bang, making stars appear in his eyes.
He was babbling and waving his hands wildly, but felt that the winter snow sword and scabbard were missing.
He vaguely saw a goose-yellow thing in front of him, and he thought it was the hilt of the Dongxue Sword. He quickly reached out to grab it, only to hear a sweet smile, and the thing lifted up and stamped the back of his hand.
Wei Wen felt pain and looked up, only to see clearly that the goose-yellow things were a pair of goose-yellow embroidered shoes on Yang Ying's feet.
Yang Ying stepped on the back of Wei Wen's hand. Wei Wen felt pain and stretched out her other hand to push Yang Ying's foot away. Yang Ying also raised her other foot to kick, repeatedly kicking Wei Wen's hand away. .
"The third young master of the Wei family is so funny!" Yang Ying laughed, and suddenly heard Wei Wen burp loudly, her face turned purple, her body shook, and she had already vomited.
Yang Ying groaned, but before she could avoid it, her left foot was spat out by Wei Wen.
"Asshole!" Yang Ying yelled, kicked Wei Wen down, and jumped off the stage to find water to wash his feet, causing the men below to burst into laughter.
Wei Changqing and Wei Kailai looked at each other, embarrassed and amused at the same time.
Yang Qiufei ignored what was happening on the side of the stage. He held up the Winter Snow Sword that he had just snatched from Wei Wen's hand. He held it in his hand and examined it carefully. He sometimes tapped it with his fingers to listen to the sound, and sometimes put it to his nose to smell it. , either raising it high or waving it, finally glanced at Wei Kailai and said, "Did you make this sword yourself? Your father didn't help you?"
Wei Kailai had a happy face and nodded repeatedly: "Yes. Yang Yingxiong, for this Heroes Meeting, my four swords of spring, summer, autumn and winter were all made by myself. Of course, the sword-making skills of my three brothers in the Wei family are all made by my father." Taught.”
Yang Qiufei nodded and said to Wei Kai: "Pull out that spring thing of yours and let me see it."
Wei Kailai respectfully took out the Spring Thunder Sword and presented it with both hands.
Yang Qiufei still held his sword in his right hand, so he took it with his left hand. He held the spring and winter swords in his left hand and looked left and right.
Wei Changqing interjected: "Old hero Yang, my Divine King Sword is also a masterpiece, take a look."
Yang Qiufei glared at him coldly and said, "Did you say 'Yi Jue' yourself? Do you think you are me? Did I ask you for a sword?"
Wei Changqing quickly lowered his head and explained: "No! No! Changqing is speechless, don't be surprised by the old hero Yang!"
Wei Kailai smiled slightly and said coolly: "Old hero Yang, my elder brother has a simple temperament and sometimes doesn't understand etiquette. Don't be surprised."
Yang Qiufei nodded and said: "Among the three brothers, you are the smarter. In that case, let me ask you, which one is better, your Wei family's sword-making skills, or my Yang family's sword-making skills?"
Wei Kailai was excited when he heard Yang Qiufei praise him, but when he heard the question, he was speechless for a moment and could only say: "Yang...Yang Yingxiong's swordsmanship is unparalleled in the world, and even his sword-making skills are unparalleled." , in this hero meeting, the Wei family sword has never been broken. The only thing is that it was broken by little sister Yang’s sword...Old Hero Yang is well-deserved for the title of Sword King!"
"What do you answer when I ask you a question? You see for yourself!" Yang Qiufei snorted, raised his right hand, pressed his left hand, and the spring and winter swords clashed fiercely with Yang Qiufei's own sword. The two swords suddenly broke into two pieces.
Only then did everyone in the audience burst out in exclamation, noticing that Yang Qiufei's inconspicuous long sword was an ordinary gray-white color with slightly mottled dark red. The sword breaks.
Wei Kailai took a few steps back, his face full of astonishment.
He originally thought that Yang Ying broke the Wei family sword twice because he relied on his own martial arts skills to cut the Xia Yang sword with pliers, which had nothing to do with his sword-making skills. But when he saw that both of his swords were broken, he really saw that Dumbfounded.
"Okay, now it's your turn." Yang Qiufei looked at the God King Sword in Wei Changqing's hand and said calmly.
"Old hero Yang..." Wei Changqing looked troubled, and just as he was about to speak, Yang Qiufei thrust out his sword, hitting the scabbard of Wei Changqing's Divine King Sword, and lifted the entire sword into the air. Yang Qiufei shouted, jumped up, and struck four swords in the air.
"Wow──" All the heroes in the Dayang Mansion hall couldn't help but shout out. They saw Yang Qiufei fluttering down, and the God King Sword, including the sword and scabbard, was broken into five pieces and fell with a clang!
"Aqiu!" Wei Yun rushed over in five or three steps, with surprise on his face as he kept shouting: "Aqiu, that thing of yours is really powerful, can you lend it to me?"
Everyone was shocked when they saw Wei Yunwu's demeanor. But seeing Wei Yunwu already on stage, his eyes were fixed on the long sword in Yang Qiufei's hand.
"Okay, I can lend it to you for a look, but bring your best sword!" Yang Qiufei handed the long sword to Wei Yunwu and said coldly: "I am going to convince you today! "
"Come on, Changqing, get my sword." Wei Yunwu ordered his son. He held Yang Qiufei's long sword and looked left and right, pointing to the faint red markings on it and asked: "This red one is What?"
"Why should I tell you?" Yang Qiufei raised his head and laughed several times, but then said: "This is 'Cat's Blood'. It is the magical fairy grass I collected in Izumo Mountain. It is melted in iron juice and can Greatly improves the strength of the weapon. In the past, you didn't believe in these folk remedies. You only regarded the formula materials of the predecessors as the only absolute, and concentrated on refining them. I don't have your patience, but I am a hundred times more curious than you. These I have been traveling around the mountains and rivers for many years, and I have discovered many kinds of magical materials that can make the sword better."
Wei Yunwu asked: "What material is it?"
Yang Qiufei laughed: "I won't tell you!"
After Yang Qiufei finished laughing, he told Wei Yunwu the information in his ear.
