Su Qiao was furious: "You specially picked me up on my mother's birthday to show off your power. First, I asked for the ring, and we gave it to you, but you still have to be more and more aggressive? Do you think my Su family is afraid of you, and if you say that people are not here, you won't be here, get out!"

Duan Wenyang no longer smiled. He narrowed his eyes and stared at Su Qiao, and said slowly: "I heard that Su Erlangjun was a disciple of Chunyang Temple. He must be very skilled. Today is the right time to ask for advice!"

Su Qiao sneered: "Okay, the fox's tail has finally been revealed. He is here to smash the ground, but he insists on pretending to be pure and kind. Today, you are delivered to the door by yourself. If you die and are disabled, don't cry and run to your Turkic Khan to cry and complain!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he had already trampled on Duan Wenyang.

This pounce was not without rules, but was combined with swordsmanship, moving at will, extremely chic and beautiful. Someone shouted ok immediately.

Facing Su Qiao's sword technique, which was as brilliant as a ceiling, Duan Wenyang was calm and did not retreat. When the opponent's sword light was spinning in front of him, he immediately reached into the sword light with his bare hands.

He entered the blade with empty hands, and not only did his hand not be shattered by the sword light, but instead suppressed the sword light.

Everyone looked closely and saw Duan Wenyang pinched the sword body with his right hand and gently rotated his wrist. He could not see any force, and the sword body was bounced and buzzed.

Su Qiao's sword almost couldn't hold it and she came out of her hand.

He looked incredible on his face.

His martial arts skills are not as good as his junior brother Li Qingyu, but he can also be among the top in the world. He has never encountered such a situation where he almost fell into a defeat as soon as he started the battle.

Is it better because the other party is a disciple of Hu Lu Jue?

Su Qiao felt dissatisfied, and his hands changed quickly, and his body did not stop for a long time. He retreated and took a few steps back. He then turned sharply with the power of the cylinder. The sword light carried the true energy to Duan Wenyang's face, and the other hand used all his strength to slap the other party.

"The room is too small, it's not pleasant to fight!" Duan Wenyang didn't force it, and smiled loudly, turned around and jumped outward.

Su Qiao chased after him reluctantly, and the two of them fought from inside the house to outside the house. In an instant, the sword light shone everywhere, and the cold air washed away the surroundings. Naturally, the guests went out to see.

One person's sword light was as fierce as the river water, rushing over the sky and the earth, while the other person was unarmed and wandered in the sword light, as if he was in danger at all times, as if he was in danger, and seemed to have repeatedly recovered his life from the edge of the danger. It made others thrilled. For example, Princess Qingdu and others, who were not familiar with martial arts and did not want to witness the blood everywhere, so they stayed in the house to accompany Mrs. Qin and did not follow him.

When laymen watch the fun, insiders watch the tricks, and when martial arts reaches a certain level, they can find that although Duan Wenyang seems to be terrifying every step, they actually have the advantage.

Pu Liurujian exclaimed and whispered to Shen Qiao: "I look like Su Erlang is being played with."

Shen Qiao nodded: "I feel the same way."

When Pu Liurujian heard him say this, he couldn't help but say, "Can Brother Shen see it?"

Shen Qiao smiled and said, "Although I can't watch, I can listen."

Pu Liurujian: "How to listen?"

Shen Qiao: "With sword, true energy, walking, and even breathing, all sound. Those who are blind will have a sharper ear power. Duan Wenyang intends to test Chunyangguan's martial arts, so he is not in a hurry to distinguish the quality of the superiority. Unfortunately, Su Qiao did not pay attention, but instead got around him."

This was not only Shen Qiao and Pu Liurujian, but the two of them who could see this scene were not distinguished. Others rashly intervened, which was to hinder fairness and despise others, but they seemed to be despised by Su Qiao, so even his junior brother Li Qingyu could only wait and see before they could make a result.

When Pu Liurujian heard him say this, he asked casually: "All of Hu Lu Jue's disciples, so what about Kun Xie compared to Duan Wenyang?"

When I said this, I realized something was wrong and hurriedly apologized: "I didn't intend to arouse Brother Chen's sad things!"

Chen Qiao smiled and said, "It's okay. Although Kun Xie is strong, his martial arts skills are more fierce and powerful. He is not as free as Duan Wenyang. From my perspective, I am afraid that Duan Wenyang will get the essence of his master's martial arts, and he will be better than Kun Xie."

Pu Liurujian was solemn when he heard this: "As a result, this person came to Su Mansion today, probably not just to ask for a token or Su Langjun's cousin's family, but also to become famous and powerful."

Chen Qiao nodded: "I'm just thinking this way, too."

For today's birthday party, due to Su Qiao, more than half of the guests who were involved in the world came, many of whom were younger generation masters. For those like Li Qingyu, they were afraid that it would be impossible to compete for the top ten in the world. If Duan Wenyang could defeat them, it would mean that his martial arts skills were stronger than these people, and the effect was no less than that of the battle between Kun Xie and Chen Qiao that day.

The Turks fought step by step, married and formed an alliance with Northern Zhou, and were also ambiguous with Northern Qi. While assisting Northern Zhou to conquer Northern Qi, they also accommodated noble officials who fled to Northern Qi. They were swaying at both ends of the heads and rats. However, because of their strong strength, whether it was Northern Zhou or Northern Qi, they did not dare to offend it too much. Their ambitions were never concealed.

Now a new generation of Turkic masters have come to the Central Plains again, as if they want to complete the heroic tyrant that Hu Lu could not accomplish back then. First, Kun Xie made an appointment to fight Chen Qiao, stepped on Xuandu Mountain, and became famous in one battle. Now, they come to the Su Mansion to challenge the heroes. If Kun Xie had not suffered a loss from Yan Wushi, I was afraid that the Turkic people would be more arrogant now.

As the two of them talked, Duan Wenyang laughed loudly, and the dazzling sword light stopped instantly. Su Qiao's humble groan came immediately. Many people didn't even see how Duan Wenyang took action, and Su Qiao fell off the roof.

"Erlang!" Su Wei quickly stepped forward and helped the person up, "You're fine!"

Su Qiao shook his head, showing pain on his face but holding it down without saying a word.

Duan Wenyang also jumped off the roof, very casual. No one present had a good impression of him, but he had to admit his strength.

Su Wei said angrily: "Duan Wenyang, you bully people too much. Do you really think that everyone in the Su family can do it?"

Duan Wenyang laughed and said, "The county magistrate is such a bad word. The first one is Ling. Why is it that blamed me now? If you are willing to hand over Yuanxiong's family, I will leave immediately and will never bother me."

"You are aggressive, we retreat again and again, but you treat us as soft persimmons. Since that's the case, let me see how many skills the fox deer has passed on to you!" Old Mrs. Qin walked out of it. Although she was fifty years old, perhaps because of practicing internal skills, she did not look old, but instead she had a mature charm, like a middle-aged beauty.

Duan Wenyang said regretfully: "As for this, I should call my old lady a senior sister. It's a pity that after you escaped from the Turks with your master's ring, your master has driven you out of the master's sect. I once heard that Master valued you very much back then, and even intended to pass on your robe and bowl to you, but the old lady seduced her master with beauty and then stole the rhyme and left. Now when you think about it, don't you feel guilty?"

"Stop!" Hearing that he insulted his mother, the Su brothers were naturally angry.

Mrs. Qin sneered: "When will it be the turn of a junior like you to interfere with the grudge between me and the Fox Deer? Could it be that there is no one in the Turks, and the Fox Deer can only accept someone like you who can speak with wise skills as a disciple?"

She said to Su Wei: "Dalang, take Erlang's sword over!"

Before Su Wei could move, someone said, "Why should the old lady surrender her identity? She is just as calculating with the Turkic barbarians. There is no need to worry about you. Since this person fights with the disciples of Chunyangguan, the people of Chunyangguan should be settled."

The person who spoke was Li Qingyu. He had a light face, no expression, a plain tone, and no murderous aura.

But it was Duan Wenyang's tone that made Duan Wenyang look serious. He looked at Li Qingyu carefully: "This is Mr. Li, who is probably one of the two gems in Qingcheng. I think Senior Brother Ling is not even as good as your finger, but he is known as the two gems in Qingcheng with you. I really feel wronged you!"

Li Qingyu ignored his provocation and just pulled out his sword, with the tip of the sword facing down, his wrist seemed to droop and slightly raised. His whole body was lazy and casual, and he didn't look much more serious than he had just now.

Duan Wenyang's expression gradually became serious. There was a horse whip in his hand at some point, dark and slender, and he didn't know what to do. He looked like he could not see any luster, and was ordinary and uncommon.

Pu Liurujian couldn't see any tricks, so he couldn't help but ask Chen Qiao in a low voice: "Brother Chen, can you see what's strange about his whip?"

Chen Qiao shook his head: "I don't know clearly what kind of whip it is?"

Pu Liurujian described it.

Chen Qiao pondered: "If I was not wrong, the whip should be soaked in the Secret Pharmaceutical Water of Miaojiang with the skin of the South China Sea crocodile. It is very tough and even if it is a powerful weapon, it may not be cut off."

Pu Liurujian said, "It's true that there is a lot of origin. It seems that Mr. Li is a match this time!"

Not only him, but others were also looking forward to it. Seeing a wonderful confrontation about to happen, I couldn't help but be excited.

As soon as Pu Liuru Jian finished saying this, Li Qingyu moved.

Li Qingyu's move is very different from Su Qiao.

Su Qiao's movements were fast, fast and sharp, and he won with speed. The sword light and sword energy were like a net to cover the enemy, leaving the opponent with nowhere to escape, and even affecting the enemy's emotions. This style is very effective for those who are inferior to him in martial arts. However, for masters like Duan Wenyang, his profound internal strength is like a wall of iron, which is enough to ignore Su Qiao's sword energy and hit the yellow dragon.

In contrast, Li Qingyu's movements were much slower, and he was quite calm. In the eyes of others, he handed out the sword flat and tied a sword flower. The tip of the sword did not even point at Duan Wenyang, but just pointed at the ground obliquely, and his movements were almost lazy and stretched, like a flower bud slowly blooming in the sun.

However, in Duan Wenyang's eyes, accompanied by the sword flower, the true energy surged from the other party's body to the tip of the sword, and then from the tip of the sword to the ground. Wherever the true energy went, blue bricks rose up, cracks suddenly appeared, and brick fragments were wrapped in airflow and shot towards him!

At the same time, before Duan Wenyang could make his next move, Li Qingyu had already flew up, the man and sword merged into one, turning into a white line, and the opponent's body-protecting true energy was like nothing, flint lightning, purple and blue, and drought thunder surged, breaking straight in!

From slow to fast, from slow to fast, these changes only happen in a moment, and those who are slightly distracted may not have time to see clearly.

Duan Wenyang whipped it with a whip, and it happened to twitch the man and the sword!

The two true energy collided together, just like two kings meeting each other, the wind and clouds surging, and the rivers swelled upside down. The consequence was either Duan Wenyang's whip smashed Li Qingyu's sword, or Li Qingyu's savage destroyed Duan Wenyang's whip.

However, beyond everyone's expectations, Duan Wenyang's whip fell into nothingness. Others saw that Li Qingyu had clearly entered the whip shadow, but it was not covered by the whip shadow, but turned into nothingness. Then they suddenly appeared behind Duan Wenyang. Three places on the left and right, "Li Qingyu" in each place repeated the same action - handing out the tip of the sword flat.

At this time, Chen Qiao and the others heard someone beside him shouting: "Sword Intent! Li Qingyu has actually mastered the sword Intent!"
Chapter completed!