"Brother Yang, if you want my nickname, just take it!"

After hearing Yang Xingzhou's words, Miao Renfeng laughed loudly: "I gave myself such a nickname in the past because I wanted to avenge my late father and lure Hu Yidao into prison."

His voice suddenly became lowered: "But now that Brother Hu has passed away, what's the point of keeping this nickname for me?"

Yang Xingzhou laughed and said: "How can you give someone a nickname? The nickname is actually given! Brother Miao, you are a master of swordsmanship, so I will also use a sword. Let's have a good competition. No matter we win or lose, as long as we have fun!"

When Miao Renfeng saw that Yang Xingzhou wanted to compete with her in swordplay, she said that he was young and energetic and was not convinced by his nickname.

Ever since Yang Xingzhou showed his light body skills before, Miao Renfeng had secretly weighed the skill level between himself and Yang Xingzhou.

He is a master in the world. He can pretty much infer a person's level of cultivation just from many details such as breathing and footsteps. However, Yang Xingzhou's breathing is continuous and intermittent, and his steps are light and occasionally calm. From this point alone,

It can be seen that his cultivation level is very high, already much higher than his own.

It's just a competition between rivers and lakes. The competition is not just about the level of internal strength and lightness skills. The real competition is the application of adaptability and fighting techniques.

Miao Renfeng had gone through many fierce battles in his life. When it came to the experience of martial arts competitions, the world would not think twice. Therefore, although Yang Xingzhou's internal strength was high, he was not afraid. Seeing that Yang Xingzhou insisted on competing with him, he felt heroic in his chest and raised his sword.

With it in hand, he said to Yang Xingzhou: "Okay, let's draw the sword!"

Yang Xingzhou didn't even reply. He suddenly dodged and the long sword turned into a white light and went straight to Miao Renfeng's chest at an extremely fast speed.

Miao Renfeng was startled. She didn't expect Yang Xingzhou to draw his sword so quickly. He held out the long sword in his hand and faced it diagonally. He also drew the sword very quickly.

Dang Dang Dang Dang!

As soon as the two of them fought, they fought fast. The two long swords turned into two white lights, flashing continuously in the courtyard like a pair of swords. The sound of the swords clashing was as dense as raindrops, and the two figures were flying up and down in the courtyard.

, the wind howled, sending smoke and dust everywhere in the courtyard.

Hu Fei's eyes were filled with excitement and his heart was beating. He also had a set of sharp sword techniques among the Hu family's sword techniques, which also focused on using fast to strike quickly. He practiced a lot on weekdays. He thought that in terms of the speed of the sword, no one in the world could match it.

But now after seeing Yang Xingzhou and Miao Renfeng's attacks, I suddenly felt frustrated: "If I fight them, I don't know how many moves I can withstand!"

The faces of the Zhong brothers who were watching were even more earthy. The three of them came to Miao Renfeng in the first place with the purpose of avenging their past humiliation and redefining the hierarchy with Miao Renfeng. But now that they saw Miao Renfeng's sword shining brightly in the scene, they were so confused.

Lightning flashes like thunder, and instead of becoming sloppy with age, his swordsmanship is much better than it was more than ten years ago. His aura is fierce and his attacks are swift, which has exceeded their imagination.

Zhong Zhaowen let out a long sigh and said to the two brothers: "Even if we practice for another thirty years, we still can't reach their level. Second child, third child, we were thinking of challenging Master Miao before. Hehe, seriously.

Yelang is so arrogant that he sits in a well and looks at the sky!"

Zhong Zhaojie said: "Yes, you see how fast they draw their swords. If we really fight against each other, Master Miao can injure me with just one sword, and take my life with the second sword! Even if I am heavily guarded

, and it’s impossible to get ten moves out of his hands!”

In the field, Yang Xingzhou's long sword came out faster and faster, and the internal energy attached to the sword became stronger and stronger. The sword light was like mercury pouring down the ground, pouring towards Miao Renfeng airtight. This sword technique was taught to him by Shui Dai himself.

The Shui family's swordsmanship is fast and dense, just like the masters of embroidery in the south of the Yangtze River, flying needles and threads to create a beautiful piece of embroidery in a small area.

But although his swordsmanship was superb and Miao Renfeng was not inferior at all, in terms of swordsmanship, Yang Xingzhou was not any better than him.

"Okay, okay, the Miao family's swordsmanship is indeed amazing!"

Yang Xingzhou praised loudly, and his sword technique suddenly changed. The sword moved in an arc, and sent out a winding force, like water and glue, and stabbed Miao Renfeng on the shoulder.

After Miao Renfeng blocked it, she intuitively realized that the opponent's long sword was no longer as fast as before and became weak and weak. She took advantage of the situation and removed the force on her own blade. The tip of the sword turned and pointed towards her own naturally.

lower abdomen.

"Tai Chi Sword Technique!"

Miao Renfeng stepped back suddenly and shouted: "Brother Yang, are you from Tai Chi Sect?"

Yang Xingzhou stepped forward to catch up and said with a smile: "If you know Tai Chi swordsmanship, does it mean you must be a Tai Chi disciple?"

The long sword drew a circle and was lassoed towards Miao Renfeng.

Miao Renfeng blocked the sword and returned the sword, saying: "That's right!"

The two of them were holding hands, but their voices were as usual, unhurried and unhurried. If you had closed your eyes and listened, you would never have imagined that the two of them were fighting such a fierce battle.

Hu Fei and the Zhong brothers cheered loudly from the side, but Cheng Lingsu looked worried.

After fighting for another moment, the force on Yang Xingzhou's long sword became heavier and heavier, and Miao Renfeng gradually gave out. It was not that his sword skills were not as good as Yang Xingzhou's, but that he was inferior in internal strength. Every time Yang Xingzhou struck a sword, he would feel his blood boiling.

It was okay at first, but as time went by, I couldn't bear it anymore. My eyesight turned black, and all my strength seemed to be shaken away.

Yang Xingzhou sensed that he already knew what was going on. He suddenly dodged and stabbed Hu Fei, who was watching, with the long sword in his hand: "Brother Hu, let's play together!"

Hu Fei was shocked. He leaned back suddenly and rolled on the ground. He dodged Yang Xingzhou's sudden sword. After getting up, he shouted: "Okay, I'm here to learn Brother Yang's clever move!"

He drew his sword in his hand and rushed towards Yang Xingzhou.

Yang Xingzhou laughed loudly, drew a circle with his long sword, circled him and Miao Renfeng at the same time, punched Hu Fei, stabbed Miao Renfeng with the sword, the fist wind and sword energy roared into the wind, Hu Fei was young and energetic, and stretched out his palm to pick up Yang Xingzhou

With one punch, his vision went black, his chest felt tight, his body flew off the ground, and he almost spurted out a mouthful of blood.

Only now did he know how heavy Yang Xingzhou's fist was. Although he was shocked, he took in a breath and exhaled in the air. After landing, he was already full of energy. He turned around and shouted: "Brother Yang, you have such a heavy fist!"

Look at the knife!"

He rushed in and slashed at Yang Xingzhou with a single sword in his hand.

In this way, it became two masters of the world fighting against Yang Xingzhou alone. Yang Xingzhou was not afraid, but he felt that fighting with the two was not enough. He punched Miao Renfeng, kicked Hu Fei, flashed his body, and stabbed the man next to him with his long sword.

Chung Siu-man: "You brothers should all end up too!"

Zhong Zhaowen was stunned, and the clothes on his shoulders had been ripped open by Yang Xingzhou's sword.

He was taken aback. After hesitating for a moment, he and the three brothers looked at each other a few times, nodded at the same time, picked up their weapons, and attacked Yang Xingzhou.

Bang bang bang!

There were constant sounds of fists, kicks, and swords fighting at the scene. Yang Xingzhou rushed left and right in the courtyard. Five people worked together to fight him, but they still couldn't win. As time went by, five people were suppressed by him alone, and the shouts and shouts could not be heard.

At the end of the fight, Yang Xingzhou let out a loud roar and punched forward, knocking Miao Renfeng away with one punch. Then he bent his elbow and hit Hu Fei backwards, knocking Hu Fei off the ground and flying up again, and rolled on the ground.

"Happy! So happy!"

Yang Xingzhou jumped out of the circle, came to Cheng Lingsu, and said with a smile: "Master Miao, can I get the title of No. 1 in the world?"

Miao Renfeng and Hu Fei landed at the same time. Hearing this, he said: "I don't know if you are number one in the world, but you must be among the top three in the world!"

Yang Xingzhou laughed loudly, sheathed his sword, and said to Cheng Lingsu: "Junior sister, today we have cured Master Miao's eye disease. I have also told them all about the grudges of the Hu and Miao families. We have nothing to do here anymore."

That’s it, let’s go back now!”
Chapter completed!