Zuo Feiying's face was calm and composed, but in fact he felt a little embarrassed.

He thought he had valued his famous third brother enough, but now he found that he had underestimated Zuo Yi before.

With his eyesight, it is not difficult to see that Zuo Yi's internal strength cultivation has reached the peak of the second-rate level and is at the same level as him.

If Zuo Yi added the powerful enhanced version of Songshan Sword Technique, even he, the eldest brother, would not be sure of winning.

If he can't even force Zuo Yi's Qianfeng sword later, it would be embarrassing.

Fortunately, he has followed his father since he was a child and has learned 50% or 60% of his various abilities. He can still deal with this small scene...

Zuo Yi saw the elder brother coming and smiled modestly: "Brother, with my cultivation level, how could he be your opponent? I just hope that my elder brother will show mercy and don't let me lose too badly."

Zuo Feiying smiled generously and said, "Third brother, don't be humble. With your current strength, I'm afraid it's not easy for you to defeat you. If you change the time, I'm just a little bit of a skill, and I really want to compete with you.

Unfortunately, you have fought for six games in a row and your internal strength is consumed so much. Even if you win, you are afraid that you will be defeated and it will be difficult to enjoy it.

I think it's better to do this. Brother Wei is standing here. You use your strong wind sword to attack, so that my father and all the uncles can see the power of your sword. Brother Wei has also completed the task. How about it?"

Zuo Yi's eyes lit up and he nodded, "This idea is good, but..."

He was a little hesitant again.

The lethality of the sword sweeps the world is a bit uncontrollable, and he doesn't know the depth of the elder brother. If he hurts the elder brother, it may hurt his brother's relationship and may be criticized.

Judging from the current contact, this elder brother is not disgusted with his arrival, but looks very much looking forward to it.

Moreover, he had already seen that even if there were any stumbling blocks in the Songshan Sect, it would not be Zuo Feiying's turn in the short term.

Because the high-rise structure of the Songshan School is very stable.

There are also deputy heads, three elders of Songshan, and Thirteen Grandmasters. There are also no positions or statements for the Songshan School...

Unless all the chief and deputy chiefs are killed and more than half of the Thirteenth Taibao will be killed, it will be the younger generation's turn to take over.

But in the short term, this is almost impossible. If so many masters die, the Songshan Sect will be closed.

In short, there will be no competitive relationship between their brothers in the short term, but rather a natural alliance.

However, if you do not show the true power of the sword of the Storm, but cannot achieve the effect you want, tonight's performance will inevitably lead to the beginning and end...

"But what? Is there any difficulty in my third brother?" Zuo Feiying asked in confusion.

Zuo Yi said seriously: "Brother, although this move is difficult to reach the level of elegance, it is still somewhat powerful. Please use internal strength to protect your body. Don't be careless."

"Okay, third brother, don't worry, brother, I will definitely not be careless! Come on!"

Zuo Feiying smiled confidently.

He sat on the horse with his waist and his hands changed, gradually getting close to his dantian. With a bang, a majestic aura surged into the sky.

At this moment, a faint red light appeared on Zuo Feiying's body, wrapping him tightly, and his whole body seemed to have turned into a burning oven.

Zuo Yi couldn't help but lit up his eyes. His half-brother, he was really well-known!

Zuo Feiying's strong internal strength of Songyang is probably more pure than him. It seems that he may break through the fifth level of Songyang magic skills at any time and become one of the top experts in the world.

This also reassuringly made him feel that he could do his best to do his best.

"Brother, be careful!"

Zuo Yi took a few steps back, first he stood up in front of his chest and set up a fixed wind stake. A trace of breeze surged, and gradually turned into a gust of wind surrounding his body.

At this moment, everyone in the hall widened their eyes and looked at Zuo Yi without blinking.

I saw the broken floor tiles under Zuo Yi's feet rolling and hovering, almost flying off the ground. The wind was howling in the hall, and the momentum was a bit scary.

Zuo Feiying didn't care much at first, but gradually, his eyes changed and became solemn. He quickly used his internal strength to protect his body with tens of internal strength.

Suddenly, Zuo Yi's eyes turned cold, he suddenly stepped forward and swept his sword!

Open the door and see the mountain.

The straightforwardness of the point and the sword sweeping the world are indeed very similar on the surface, but the only difference is the method of drawing the sword.

It is straightforward to the point, and it is sweeping across the world, and it can also be said to be a shooting.

Of course, the method of running true qi in the body is hugely different...

boom--

A surging wind surged and swept towards Zuo Feiying.

At this moment, the tiles and dust on the ground all flew up and danced wildly with the wind.

Immediately afterwards, there was a dull and heavy sound of "bang", as if a sledge hammer with a heavy blow to the iron wall.

Then, Zuo Feiying couldn't help but fly up from the ground, flew back five or six meters away, and then took a few steps back, and finally he pressed his back against the wall, shaking the entire hall.

The strong wind suddenly dissipated invisible, and the bricks and stones fell to the ground, and the hall was in a mess.

Everyone looked at this scene in shock, feeling a little unbelievable.

Zuo Feiying, who was leaning against the wall, repeatedly circulated his internal force to stabilize the disordered internal breath, and his face gradually turned from white to red.

After counting breaths, he gradually returned to normal and opened his eyes.

"Brother, are you okay?" Zuo Yi stepped forward and asked with concern.

Zuo Feiying grinned and squeezed out a smile stubbornly: "Third brother, your sword of Qianfeng is indeed well-known, and even Brother Wei almost couldn't resist it."

Zuo Yi said modestly: "Brother is joking. My move is just a mere example. It's okay to deal with ordinary people. If you use it on a master like Brother, it will only make you laugh."

Facing Zuo Yi's compliment, Zuo Feiying seemed very happy, although he actually wanted to spit out blood at this moment.

Just now, he only felt an invisible sledgehammer hitting him in the wind, hitting him in the chest and knocking him away.

Fortunately, it hit the chest. If it hits the head, he may have to be seriously injured even if he doesn't die.

He could say responsibly that no one at the top can take this move intact.

He has a clear understanding of his third brother's strength...

Of course, face is still a must.

Zuo Feiying laughed heartily, patted Zuo Yi on the shoulder vigorously, and encouraged: "Stern brother, don't be discouraged. The power of your move is still good. If you can use internal strength and be more proficient in it, the power of this move will definitely be even more amazing."

Zuo Yi quickly received humility and was speechless. Brother, you should go down and spit blood quickly, I'm afraid you will really get an internal injury...

After six consecutive games, plus the final sword of Qianfeng, Zuo Yi's internal energy in his dantian had been consumed 70% to 80%.

But the results of the battle were also gratifying. He transformed himself from a junior brother among the three or four hundred young disciples in Songshan to a senior brother of most people. In the future, there are only five or six people who are qualified to call him junior brother, including the eldest brother and the second brother...

Zuo Yi's strength and talent have been recognized and appreciated by all the senior leaders of the Songshan Sect. Everyone in the older generation praised it, and all the young disciples were impressed.

Next, when Zuo Yi took the initiative to propose to practice his experience in Songshan Sword Technique, that is, Songshan Sword Technique version 1.8, including the Sword before the upgrade, all of them were given to the sect for free, the atmosphere in the whole audience instantly reached a climax!

Almost everyone in the Songshan Sect practices swords. Those present tonight are envious and respectful of Zuo Yi's exquisite sword skills, and they are even more salivating for the extremely gorgeous and powerful sword of Qianfeng!

Zuo Yi's selfless dedication can be regarded as the gospel of all the sword-using disciples of the Songshan Sect, and the audience was filled with joy.

At this moment, Zuo Yi's mind, courage, talent and martial arts won unanimous recognition from everyone in the audience.

And no one can question his loyalty and dedication to the sect.

From this moment on, Zuo Yi successfully integrated into the Songshan Sect and established his core position among the young disciples of the Songshan Sect.
Chapter completed!