Qiu Fangyu responded, he stood up lazily, walked to the center of the banquet, and said, "I'm here Qiu Fangyu, who will give me some advice first?"

Yu Fangling winked, and Zhang Tandang immediately stood up, clasped his fists and said, "I'm going to Zhang Tandang, please give me advice from Brother Qiu."

Qiu Fangyu blinked his eyes and suddenly smiled, "You are not my opponent, there is one more? Let's go together!"

The smile on Old Wu Ming's face suddenly froze. He looked at Qiu Fangyu angrily and shook his head slightly, but he did not stop it. The old man cursed in his heart, this guy must be put in a custody for a year after he goes back. Humph, he still wants to go back to challenge Geng Chu, so wait slowly!

Zhang Tantang's face changed slightly, and a sharp look flashed in his eyes.

Since he learned sword, he has seen many talented people. However, the first person who spoke in such a arrogant tone was to meet him.

Yu Fangling frowned slightly and said, "Master Wuming, the disciple you teach is very brave!"

Wu Ming smiled and said, "Mr. Yu, thank you. He let the fish go without any restraint. He repeatedly warned him, but he never repents. Alas, it's all the old monk who has no guidance, which makes you laugh."

"Brother Qiu's tone." Zhang Tandang's wrist shook, and he was already taking the sword in his hand. His eyes were fixed and he said, "However, it's okay to say it, you still have to see the true seal in your hand. Please..." As soon as he finished speaking, his body shook and he was already leaving as if he was flying.

Wei Ran laughed and said, "Young Master Zhang is really impatient and has already gone to the ring." His eyes turned and said, "Everyone, how about we go there together?"

Of course, everyone would not object, so they left the table and headed towards the ring in the city.

Yu Linghe is not unfamiliar with this place because he gave Geng Chu a try here.

When they arrived at the ring, Zhang Tandang was already standing silently on the ring. At this moment, his body was standing on the ring like a javelin, with a strong body that seemed to be a strong sword intent that could reach the sky. In this huge sword intent, there was no distraction. It was purely as if he was a long sword without emotion.

Yu Linghe and others secretly praised in their hearts. In just a short moment, Zhang Tandang had already put aside everything and turned all his emotions into sword intent, as if Qiu Fangyu's provocative words had not had any effect on him.

Qiu Fangyu's eyes flashed and he smiled and said, "What a sword intent that soared into the sky. It seems that I underestimated you." His body swayed. He walked slowly onto the ring and said, "Brother Zhang, please!" His wrists shook slightly, and he took out a long stick in his hand like magic.

The long stick was pitch black, but it was faintly shiny. Even though Yu Linghe gathered his eyes, he still couldn't tell what it was forged.

However, Yu Linghe and others had great eyesight. Even if they glanced at each other, they knew that this stick must have some origin.

"Sister, who can win?" Yu Linghe asked in a low voice.

Yu Ziyuan hesitated for a moment and said, "I don't know."

On the ring, the aura of the two young strong men surged. Although Zhang Tantang's sword intent was obviously higher than one head, it seemed to have played a role in all-round suppression, Yu Linghe did not think that his power could really surpass Qiu Fangyu.

The realm of cultivation is indeed one aspect of strength. It is also a very important aspect, but it is definitely not the whole of strength.

When Yu Linghe was a lay Buddhist, he was able to kill ordinary believers. Then, it is really not a news that a two-color believer defeated the same level as the three-color.

Of course, Zhang Tandang is not an ordinary believer in the three-color believer. He is a disciple of Qingzangtian Palace. Moreover, the strength of sword cultivators is generally better than that of ordinary cultivators, because what they practice is a sword, and even visualizing divine objects are condensed into a sword. Such special cultivation methods are dedicated and pure, and can often gain a decisive advantage in the struggles of the same level.

Looking at the movie city, there are probably not many people who have the cultivation level above Zhang Pingwang. However, there are only a few who can win him with confidence.

Yu Fangling knew the strength of his disciples clearly, so he had such strong confidence.

"Brother Qiu, be careful." Zhang Tandang said coldly.

His voice was still echoing in the void, but his man had turned into a lightning-like light and rushed forward.

The sword is like a dragon, with a ray of light. This is the true power of the sword cultivator. As long as you have a sword in your hand, you will be fearless.

The strong sword light was unswervingly towards Qiu Fangyuzhan. The most vigorous part of the sword light was even more full of red stars.

When facing Qiu Fangyu who spoke wildly, Zhang Tantang did not dare to neglect at all. He took action and was his strongest skill, the Rising Sky Sword.

This rich sword light was as strong as fire, as if it could instantly form a prairie fire.

Qiu Fangyu's eyes lit up suddenly, and the lazy look on his face finally changed a little: "Ah! Good swordsmanship, I underestimate you."

The long stick in his hand shook gently, and every time it shook, a stick shadow would be released.

Moreover, his stick shadow was unique, and it was not an illusory thing, but he left the long stick and rushed directly towards the sword light.

"bite……"

It seemed as if a golden and iron attack sounded from the ring with a long lingering sound.

Although there is only one sound, in fact, this is the sound that was born after countless head-on confrontations between the stick shadow and the sword beam.

Yu Linghe and others' faces suddenly became solemn.

Only a few people were present to see clearly what had happened.

Zhang's open-minded sword light was as wind and rain, and it was difficult to resist. However, when Qiu Fangyu's stick swayed gently, several stick shadows were released. These stick shadows seemed to have life, and actually took the initiative to attack and endured the sword light in the sky.

This sword light, which was like a storm, was cracked by a few stick shadows before it even came to Qiu Fangyu's side.

Yu Linghe frowned slightly. For some reason, he suddenly felt that the powerful abilities contained in the stick shadows had a familiar feeling. It seemed that he had practiced similar powers, and he actually had a special attraction that resonated with.

"Eight-turning mountain escape stick!" Yu Fangling's face instantly became extremely ugly. He turned his head, stared at Wu Ming tightly, and said sternly: "Master Wu Ming, how could he learn this space stick method?"

Wu Ming smiled and said, "The child who released the fish has the talent for space, so he can naturally practice the Eight-turn mountain escape stick."

Yu Linghe was stunned, and his eyes immediately lit up.

He finally understood why Qiu Fangyu's seemingly casual counterattack had such great power.

It turns out that this set of stick techniques is actually a secret space technique, which contains the power of space.

After the layman opened his eyes, the power he could master was strange because of the different visual objects. However, generally speaking, the magic objects transformed into shapes were either extremely powerful or as strong as iron, but some magic objects transformed into shapes had secret magic abilities. They were generally able to release elemental abilities and mobilize the mysterious energy of nature to attack or defend.

However, among these magical objects, there are also some extremely rare but extremely powerful special secret techniques.

The secret space technique is one of them.

The black shadow released in the long stick is actually the spatial power contained in the stick technique.

Although this little power is just the superficial force of space, it is no longer comparable to ordinary believers.

In the sea of ​​consciousness, the wisdom eyes began to circulate frantically. After knowing that this stick method was the power of space, Yu Linghe also understood where his feelings came from.

The two secret techniques taught by Bai Mu are: one is flash steps and the other is red wind and clouds.

Both of these secret techniques actually involve a trace of the power of rules, especially the flash step, which involves the art of space.

Such a profound secret technique cannot be understood by believers. But Yu Linghe has mastered a little power belonging to space through the inheritance of secret techniques.

Since you can master such abilities by practicing secret techniques, it is natural that other people can do it.

Yu Linghe does not underestimate himself, but he understands better that in this world, there is definitely more than the so-called genius.

The flash step can involve space power, and the same is true for these eight-turn mountain escape sticks.

Qiu Fangyu Chang smiled and said, "Brother Zhang, you should take me a stick too!"

He stepped forward, held a long stick in his hand, and smashed it down on his head.

However, in Yu Linghe's eyes, the stick that seemed to be straight up and down became vague. Although the space cannot be broken through, it has had a strange impact on the space around the stick.

Zhang Tandang returned with all his strength, but his sword heart was not shaken at all.

At this moment, he saw the shadow of the stick entering the mountain, and he faced it coldly and stabbed it with a sword. When the sword light flashed, it immediately drew out endless red light, which was the fire of the prairie fire. At this moment, he had already stabbed out thousands of swords, and the power contained in each sword was stable and shocking.

However, just the next moment, Zhang Tantang's face changed slightly.

Because he suddenly discovered that the other party's stick contained a very strange power.

The stick shadows touched by his sword light are not the same. Some stick shadows contain extremely powerful power. As soon as the two touched each other, they had already defeated his sword light. However, some stick shadows were light and ethereal, as if they did not contain a trace of strength. However, when his sword light was entangled, the stick shadow was slight and vague, and it never dissipated under the attack of the sword light.

"Ding, ding, ding..."

There were continuous sounds of metal and iron fighting, but Yu Fangling and others' faces became increasingly ugly.

The two sounds separated one after another like flying. Qiu Fangyu stood with a stick with a smile, but Zhang Tandang took a few steps back, and his sword-holding hand trembled slightly.

Yu Fangling's face was gloomy, and he said slowly: "What an eight-turn mountain escape stick, and a secret space technique." He waved his hand and said: "No need to compete. I admit defeat in this battle!"
Chapter completed!