Outside the inn gate is a long street facing north and south.

Hu Xiaotian held the long sword borrowed from Hengshan Sect in his hand, pointed the tip of the sword to the ground to show respect, and said loudly: "Young Master Jiang, Hu Xiaotian, please give me advice!"

Jiang Mingfeng was secretly surprised when he saw his skillful and smooth sword drawing movements and his impeccable momentum. He slowly drew his sword in his hand, put his left hand on his right wrist and replied, "Brother Hu, please!"

The reason why Hu Xiaotian openly proposed a sword competition to Jiang Mingfeng was of course to become famous in one fell swoop. Although he was a disciple of Xuanzong, he had not made amazing moves after reentering the world, so he was unknown. With his reputation and status at this time, how could he be qualified to challenge Ji Haoming to compete for Tang Xue's belonging? Jiang Mingfeng is the best among the younger generation of the Seven Sword Sects, known as one of the "Top Ten Rookies". His sword skills are well known to the world. As long as he can defeat him, he will immediately become a sensation. It is particularly rare that there is a leader of a sect who is willing to take charge of arbitration, which makes the specifications of this competition very different. I believe that within three days, this matter will definitely spread to Jianghuai.

The sword fighting in the long street was proof of the sword, and the head of Hengshan, Taoist Master Xuan Tian, ​​was a sensation in the whole town. Whether it was the passing figures of the rivers and lakes, or the common people, they all rushed to both sides of the long streets, and they rushed to see each other. But when they saw people crowded with people and shouted like a tide, I don’t know how many people came to watch. People in the rivers and lakes were talking, and they obviously had never heard of the name Hu Xiaotian, let alone know which sect he was from.

Hu Xiaotian turned a deaf ear to the outside talk, knowing that the other party would not take the initiative to attack. He smiled slightly and stabbed the sword forward. It was nothing fancy. It was extremely simple.

Taoist Master Tianxuan's half-open and half-closed eyes suddenly widened, and his heart was filled with dark tide. Could it be that this son's swordsmanship is so powerful that he has reached the realm of returning to nature?

The so-called expert is aware of the tricks, while the layman watches the excitement. The audience around him was disappointed when he saw his sword making was dull and shouted in unison.

Jiang Mingfeng was the first to be hit, and naturally felt the clearest, but he felt that the sword seemed to be fast and slow. The tip of the sword kept trembling slightly during the progress, and he could not see the direction the opponent pointed! His eyebrows were slightly frowned. He thought that whether he was using the sword to counterattack or wandering or dodging, it seemed that it was not the best response strategy. He wanted to see clearly the changes in Hu Xiaotian's sword move. He moved his feet and took a step back.

Everyone could not expect that Jiang Mingfeng would retreat before he could use his move, and immediately became a big uproar.

Hu Xiaotian's wrist was as stable as iron cast, and he still stood up and stabbed his sword, and his speed did not increase or decrease. He said that at that time, the two of them advanced and retreated, but the two swords had not yet fought.

Jiang Mingfeng took three steps in a row, trying to disrupt the rhythm of Hu Xiaotian's sword, but his opponent followed step by step and became more and more powerful. He was not affected by the noise from the outside world. He couldn't help but feel awesome. He knew that if he met a real swordsman, if he retreated, he would lose. He suddenly roared and slapped his feet into the air. The sword light and lightning flashed, and he took the key points of Hu Xiao Tianding Gate. Unlike the light and beautiful sword technique of Hengshan, which was as fast as the wind, the Huashan sword technique was a detached and fierce sword, and used attack instead of defense. He took the life. He flew into the air like a dragon, decisive and cruel, and he had all the essence of Huashan sword technique. There were thousands of people watching in this competition. Jiang Mingfeng, as a representative figure of the Huashan sect, certainly did not want to lose. After all, it was related to the honor of the sect, so he must not be taken lightly. Moreover, Gan Yuqi was also watching the battle on the side!

Seeing that he was doing his best, his sword energy was so powerful that he suddenly moved in his heart. The long sword turned into a thrust into a squirm. He shook the enemy's sword, and the sword spiraled to block it. He actually took a defensive move. Huashan sword technique was good at attacking. Jiang Mingfeng had the opportunity to show his strengths and would not be polite to you. His wrists were shaking and his sword light was scattered, attacking down one after another. The two swords were connected, and the jingling sound was as dense as pearls, and the change was quick and fast, which was dazzling. Jiang Mingfeng took advantage of the power of countershock to make his sword come out, rising and falling, like a big roc soaring. Hu Xiaotian waved his sword on his back, and the sword light was tight and thick, as if layers of sword curtains were protected around him. He really had a wonderful attack and beautiful defense!

Taoist Master Tianxuan stared at Hu Xiaotian's figure, his expression changed, his eyes were not instantly instant, as if he had seen some rare treasure. He was a master of swordsmanship in the world, and he could see that the swordsmanship used by Hu Xiaotian was different, with mystery hidden, and it was simply unmatched! You must know that Hengshan swordsmanship is natural, elegant and continuous, and it emphasizes the use of softness to overcome hardness, which is very similar to Hu Xiaotian's own Shui Rou swordsmanship. It was fine if Master Tianxuan didn't see it, but he was itchy at first sight, and he wished he could replace Jiang Mingfeng and gain the mystery of this set of swordsmanship. If he could learn from one or two, it would be enough to make Hengshan swordsmanship go up to the top. However, his identity and status are here. What should he do if he ended up being too polite than the sword?

Hu Xiaotian didn't know that Taoist Tianxuan had a different mind and gradually tempered his Shui Rou Sword Technique with Jiang Mingfeng's sharp killing moves. His ultimate goal was to challenge Ji Haoming. If he could not break through the second ban of the True Qi Lock of the Nether God, he could only rely on this set of sword techniques to defend and fight back and fight for the chance of winning one in ten thousand. Therefore, before the final battle, he must use every actual combat opportunity to confirm his feelings and improve the slight flaws in the sword technique.

Jiang Mingfeng attacked more than 20 swords in a row, and he was very happy and showed his attention, but a breath of true energy was exhausted, and the power of recoil attacked into his body, and his meridians were painful. Seeing that the long-term attack was fruitless, his heart moved, and he swept three feet wide and stood firm. He raised his sword and pointed at Hu Xiaotian, and said loudly: "Brother Hu only defends but not attacks. Do you look down on me?"

Hu Xiaotian said: "Huashan sword technique is good at attacking but clumsy at defending. If you don't let you do it, wouldn't you be convinced when you lose?"

Jiang Mingfeng laughed and said, "Brother Hu is trying to anger me? I won't be fooled."

Hu Xiaotian said with a smile: "Since that's the case, I'm not polite!" His body movement flashed, and the long sword broke through the air, and the dazzling sword light flashed, which was terrifying. He used the 72-way "Wind and Thunder Sword Technique". For a moment, the lightning was radiant and the wind and thunder sounded, and the power was three points stronger than Jiang Mingfeng just now. The swordsman was the master of the swordsmanship. Of course, he could not use Hengshan swordsmanship openly, nor was he convenient to use the magic skills. He simply picked up the self-taught Fenglei sword technique to cover people's ears and ears. Anyway, this sword technique emphasizes the word "fast", which is similar to Hengshan sword technique. He is not afraid of being exposed.

Taoist Master Tianxuan looked like a torch and murmured, "Is it the Fenglei Sword Technique?" This sword technique is the unique skill of the He family in Lingnan. It is fast and sharp, but the exquisite and ruthlessness is quite flawed. It is more than one step away from the Huashan sword technique. How can it surpass Jiang Mingfeng? But the next moment, his face suddenly changed, and Hu Xiaotian stabbed eighteen swords in the blink of an eye. Each sword was fierce, fast and accurate, which was beyond the reach of people!

Hu Xiaotian dared to use this second-rate sword technique, so he naturally had some support. Because the one who taught him the essence of fast sword was Mo Tianfeng. You should know that Mo Tianfeng is actually a swordsman genius among the "Seven Swords of Hengshan", known as "the best sword of the Seven Swords". If he hadn't indulged in wine and sex, his achievements would have been limitless. Hu Xiaotian got his true teachings. In terms of fast swords alone, he dared to boast the best among his peers.

Jiang Mingfeng originally thought that Hu Xiaotian was good at defending but not good at attacking. Unexpectedly, his opponent's sword speed was so fast. With his eyesight for many years of practicing swords, he could hardly see the real landing point of each sword. He was shocked and used his toes to exert force at full speed, swept back at full speed, and fought back while retreating, trying to use his characteristics of being good at light skills to open up enough space with his opponent and wait for an opportunity to regain the initiative. But he saw figures flying. The sword light came and went, and all kinds of tricks could not come out one after another. The situation was more exciting than just ten times.

Everyone was fascinated by the sight and forgot to applaud. The needles fell on both sides of the street.

Jiang Mingfeng jumped like a flying, and had already used the unique light skills of the Huashan Sect to the extreme. However, Hu Xiaotian was like a maggot on his tars, chasing him tightly without falling. The pointing of the sword tip never left the key points around him for a moment. The strategy he had planned before was useless. Jiang Mingfeng was reluctant to admit defeat, and was eager to win, and he did not care about the warning of the master's sect, and decided to use the strongest killing move to tie the situation. In the moment of retreat, he suddenly shook his arms and turned into a somersault in the air, turning into a head and foot. The long sword slashed and stabbed, like a dragon exploring its claws. Each strike was murderous aura, and he fought with his life.

Hu Xiaotian once heard Gao Qingcheng mention that the Huashan Sect had a unique skill of "Dragon Killing Sword", which was a secret sword technique that simulated the flying dragon in the sky and killed all directions. It would not be used easily until the critical moment of life and death. At this time, Jiang Mingfeng was desperate and did not angry but happy. He turned his wrist and stabbed the sword halfway around and flipped up. Dangdang continuously blocked the opponent's killing moves, and Mars flew everywhere. His sword momentum changed from mad attack to strict defense, without any sense of force. Anyone who was proficient in swordsmanship secretly praised. Wherever Jiang Mingfeng's long sword fell, he always had a slight difference with Hu Xiaotian's vital parts, and seemed to be able to establish a victory at any time and make the opponent lose the power of fighting. But the strange thing is that Hu Xiaotian always dodges or blocks when he is unable to do anything, and resolves the crisis before he really exerts his strength.

The two swords intertwined, and life and death were on the verge of death, and everyone secretly smuggled a cold sweat for Hu Xiaotian.

Jiang Mingfeng was obviously only one layer of window paper away from winning, but he was still unable to do it. After several times, he was anxious and his moves were slightly stiff and rapid, revealing a flaw. Hu Xiaotian's sword light suddenly exploded, and he turned from defending to attack without any warning. The tip of the sword pointed, forcing Jiang Mingfeng to return to the sword to stop. The two of them were moving forward and backward, and the sword energy rushed straight into the sky. There was a sudden tremor in the entanglement, and at the same time he jumped back and separated, pressing the sword toward each other.

Hu Xiaotian smiled and said, "Huashan sword technique is steep and unique, with endless changes, like a dragon walking through the clouds, it really opened my eyes. I admire you!"

Jiang Mingfeng's face turned red and white, and he stared at his calm opponent fiercely, and said bitterly: "Brother Hu's sword is as fast as the wind, with strong internal strength and good at catching fighter jets. I'm not good at it! I'll be lucky in the future, so I'll ask Brother Hu for advice." A strong wind blew, and the cloth chips flew. Seven sword holes appeared on his right arm sleeve. I don't know when it was pierced.

"Jiang Mingfeng was defeated!" "Jiang Mingfeng was defeated!" People who saw this scene shouted loudly, and the screams spread throughout the long streets in an instant, and the sound of amazement and regret were everywhere. Jiang Mingfeng ranked seventh among the "Top Ten Rookies" and belonged to the new generation of leading figures who were the most popular in the White Road. Today, he was defeated by an unknown newcomer's sword, which was beyond the public's expectations. Some people's brains were quickly turned and immediately jumped on a fast horse and ran to the big town, trying to sell the result of this battle to a good price.

Jiang Mingfeng returned to the sword and put it into the sheath, bowed to Taoist Master Tianxuan, and smiled bitterly: "Master Tianxuan, my nephew is defeated."

Taoist Master Tianxuan said: "Victory and defeat are common in military affairs, and you don't have to care too much about this." He comforted him a few more words and turned to Hu Xiaotian and said: "Young Master Hu will definitely win this battle. I just don't know if you still have the power to fight again?"

Hu Xiaotian was stunned when he heard this and said, "Can the Master Tianxuan want to give advice to me?"

Taoist Master Tianxuan shook his head and smiled, "You misunderstood. If I don't care about my identity, wouldn't I be criticized for using the big one to suppress the small one? My Hengshan Sect is also known for its swordsmanship. It is rare to make friends with martial arts today. I want to send my disciples to have a competition with you. How about it?"

Hu Xiaotian said, "The head of the sect has given instructions, how dare Hu refuse to obey? Please!"

Taoist Master Tianxuan was secretly happy and said lightly: "Qin Maoyang, come out!"

"yes!"

As he finished speaking, a strong figure fell into the field. He was seen slender limbs and beautiful eyes. He was wearing white strong suits and calm and gentle expressions. At first glance, he seemed to be a scholar who was well-read in poetry and books, without the temperament of a brave warrior. His eyes were clear and bright. He touched Hu Xiaotian and smiled and said, "In Qin Maoyang, Xiaheng Mountain! Seeing that your master's unique sword skills were unique, he couldn't help but feel happy. He made a request to compete with the leader, not having any personal prejudice against Brother Hu. If Brother Hu needs time to recover his strength, Qin would wait patiently."

As soon as Qin Maoyang appeared, the people around the world couldn't help but shout: "Qin Maoyang in Hengshan is over!" "Brother Zhang, come back soon! There is a second sword fight!" Because Hu Xiaotian defeated Jiang Mingfeng, his popularity soared, and someone immediately set up a game, shouted to place bets, and attracted gamblers. For a moment, the sound was surging and noisy.

Among the "Top Ten Rookies" listed by the Seven Sword Sects, Qin Maoyang ranks fifth, second only to Gao Qingcheng, Luo Binger, Zhou Junfan and Taishan Sect Xie Junfeng. However, there are rumors in the martial arts and disciples of Hengshan have always been low-key and are not keen on false names. With Qin Maoyang's true strength, they can even challenge Luo Binger and Zhou Junfan. Regardless of whether the rumors are true or false, it is a fact that his martial arts and swordsmanship can stabilize Jiang Mingfeng's martial arts. Taoist Master Tianxuan asked him to fight. On the one hand, he was very confident in his disciples and wanted to save the face of the Seven Sword Sects. On the other hand, he wanted to further understand Hu Xiaotian's unique swordsmanship, secretly digest and absorb them, and improve his swordsmanship.

Hu Xiaotian didn't know the wishful thinking of Taoist Tianxuan. But he was at the critical moment of tempering sword skills. It would be better to be able to fight with sword masters. How could he refuse to avoid it? He smiled and said with a smile: "Young Master Qin is elegant and upright, and Hu sincerely admires it." He slapped his sword with a bent finger and said proudly: "It's just a martial arts competition. Young Master Qin just let go and attack!"

Qin Maoyang would not restrain his hands and feet, so he kept accommodating the other party and said with the situation: "Since Brother Hu is so passionate, I'm not polite!" After that, he flashed suddenly, and rushed forward with a sword. A dragon roar was heard, and the sword light was shocked, and the virtual and real were covered by Hu Xiaotian's chest. He was as quiet as a virgin and as moving as a rabbit!

Hengshan sword technique is good for its continuous and tightness, with exquisite moves, hidden needles in cotton, and the combination of yin and yang is more central and less ruthless than Huashan sword technique. Although Qin Maoyang was the first to attack, he still had three points of strength, and the sword was fast but not fierce. Once Hu Xiaotian waved his sword to block it, it would lead to changes and attack its flaws. After all, Qin Maoyang watched the battle just now from beginning to end, and knew that his opponent's fast sword was unsupervised and he would never let him gain the upper hand. Therefore, he used the secret "Nine Heavens Immortal Sword" of this sect with just one move, trying to firmly grasp the first move.

Hu Xiaotian's eyes were extraordinary, and a sharp sound of the sword was snorted. The sword pierced out, accurately passing through thousands of phantoms, and stabbed the enemy's sword spine. The strength of his arms and wrists was so strong that Qin Maoyang's five fingers were numb when he touched it. He couldn't pass it out after the change had been expected. Seeing Hu Xiaotian's sword pierced in front of him, he made a mistake in his footsteps, and he turned his wrist and made a sword, and he slashed from an incredible angle. With a sharp shock, the two swords swung open. Qin Maoyang shouted, "Brother Hu, be careful!" He pointed out the two fingers with his left hand, and a strong wind blew away, and it actually contained sword energy.

Hu Xiaotian couldn't help but praise, "Good come!" He retreated sideways, and returned to defend the sword, busy but not inconsistent. Qin Maoyang was in power and was unforgivable. The sword was thorny, just like an immortal dancing, but it contained murderous intent in his posture. Each sword was like an antelope hanging on its horns, which was so wonderful. Especially with the two fingers of his left hand, his finger was as sharp as a sword, which was unexpected and difficult to predict. Hu Xiaotian used his sword technique to the extreme. If a finger wind shot in front of him, he would swing his palm to the point. Anyway, his internal strength was deep and his skin was rough and rough. Although Qin Maoyang's fingering technique was sharp and magical, he still couldn't hurt him for the time being.

In order to win this battle, Qin Maoyang even used his secret skill, but he still couldn't do anything to the other party, and was secretly awe-inspiring. However, he was determined and calmly searching for opportunities, and never gave up easily. He saw that one side attacked like a storm of wind and fire, while the other side defended like a rock, and it was hard to tell the difference between the two.

Some of the spectators around were cheering for Hu Xiaotian, some cheering for Qin Maoyang, and some took advantage of the opportunity to increase odds to encourage bets. The cheers, noises and quarrels were everywhere, and they were thunderous.

Just at this moment, a team of people and horses came from the north, and the team was guarded by Ming cavalry. Each knight was as tall as a gun, with pits and scratches on his armor, and his actions were neat, with murderous auras. He looked like an elite army that had been formed in a hundred battles. In the middle of the team, there were dozens of various carriages, some filled with goods, some were gorgeous and spacious with noble people. What was particularly strange was that there were dozens of Mongolians, all of whom were mixed with Seminar people, each of whom was brave and rough, but they were all removed from their armor and bows and arrows, and only had a scimitar hanging around their waists. The whole line was winding for several miles, with flags waving, but the flag of the chief general was not raised, revealing a bit of mystery.
Chapter completed!