"Zuo Ming!"


    "Yang Xuan!"


    On the sword fighting platform, the two reported each other''s names with fists. Zuo Ming took the lead in the attack. He was completely careless because his opponent''s cultivation was low. His body moved like a fleeting shadow and waved his sword to Yang Xuan.


    This is a very common stab. It''s not a sword skill, but Zuo Ming''s cultivation is high and he understands that the heart of the sword is clear. The stab of a sword is enough to kill ordinary Vientiane martial artists.


    Facing the sword that was faster than lightning, Yang Xuan was calm, and his face didn''t show any panic. Almost when the sword light was only half an inch away from him, his body flashed and made a shadow escape.


    Shua Shua!


    For a moment, there was his phantom on the whole sword fighting platform. Although Zuo Ming was not weak, he kept waving his sword to kill the phantom, but he couldn''t judge his real body in a short time.


    "What kind of body method is that?"


    "The worst is also the secret skill of ground level body method!"


    "No wonder the boy dared to participate in the sword fighting meeting when he first entered the Vientiane realm. It turned out that he had cultivated a strong body method and secret skills. However, Zuo Ming ranked 95th on the mountain and river list. It''s more than this strength. The boy is doomed to lose."


    As soon as he said this, someone said, "look, Zuo Ming is going to use his unique skills."


    "Sky thunder cut!"


    Zuo Ming saw that the phantom was killing all the time. He really used his unique skills. He spit out three words coldly, and then the blue long sword in his hand burst out a dazzling electric light.


    Many spectators only saw a blue sword breath across the sword platform like a water wave, and then all the phantoms on the whole sword platform disappeared. Under the gorgeous sword breath, all the phantoms were cut off.


    "Yang Xuan!" Su ziyao shouted, and when something happened to Yang Xuan, her face was pale.


    "Ha ha, don''t worry, your man is fine." a laugh resounded through the sky. A shocking scene appeared. A figure fell from the sky, grabbed Zuo Ming''s right hand holding the sword and threw him out of the sword fighting platform.


    "It''s incredible. It''s better than Zuo Ming. He''s not his opponent. He threw it out of the sword fighting platform!"


    "Who is this son? When did our holy city appear? Such a pervert!"


    "I know."


    "Shit, if you know, who is he?"


    "His name is Yang Xuan. He is a new disciple. He comes from a small place called Xingchen island. It is said that he clashed with Zhuge Yun half a month ago. They agreed to fight to the death at the sword duel meeting."


    "And that!?"


    "It''s true, but this son is very powerful. He defeated Zuo Ming so easily. It seems that he has a good play in the first war with Zhuge Yun."


    One of the top 100 figures in the mountain and river list was thrown out of the sword fighting platform with brute force, which undoubtedly attracted many spectators. One by one, they involuntarily burst out surprised voices. They couldn''t believe what they saw was true.


    In addition, some people recognized the origin of Yang Xuan and knew that he and Zhuge Yun were going to separate life and death at the sword fighting conference, which surprised many people and looked forward to it more and more.


    It''s also normal. Zhuge Yun ranks 87th on the mountain and river list. Although the ranking is higher than Zuo Ming, his strength may not be much better than Zuo Ming. It''s hard to say who lives or dies when he fights with Yang Xuan.


    "Damn it!" ZHUGE Yun easily defeated his opponent on the same stage at the moment, but he was not happy at all, because Yang Xuan could defeat Zuo Ming. Naturally, he had the strength to fight with him and even defeat him.


    Zhuge Yun could not imagine what a shame it would be if he lost to Yang Xuan on the sword fighting platform. Moreover, they had agreed to fight for life and death. Once they met on the sword fighting platform, they would never die.


    "This Yang Xuan is very powerful. I don''t know who recruited him?"


    "It seems to be the little guy of emperor Tian."


    "It''s emperor Tian. No wonder."


    "Elder, this son will enter the inner door sooner or later. Shall we?"


    "No, since emperor Tian invited him in, he will certainly enter Tianshu peak in the future."


    As Yang Xuan defeated Zuo Ming, the big people in the many boxes at the top of the square stand also talked about it one after another.


    Some of these people are the stewards of the divine City, and some are the elders of the seven peaks of the inner gate. The ones with the lowest accomplishments have also reached the life meteorite realm. Naturally, it can be seen that Yang Xuan is a good seedling worthy of cultivation. Unfortunately, Yang Xuan was recruited by emperor Tian. If there is no accident, he should enter Tianshu peak in the future.


    Yang Xuan didn''t know that his performance had attracted the attention of the high level of the sect. After defeating Zuo Ming, he walked down the sword fighting platform under the eyes of countless people, and returned to the grandstand where Su ziyao and others were sitting step by step.


    "Thief, don''t play anymore. I was scared to death just now." Su ziyao glared at Yang Xuan angrily. She could see that Yang Xuan was playing before, otherwise Zuo Ming would have lost.


    "Yao''er, I''m a genius anyway. I''ll save face for the other party anyway. If I beat the other party at once, wouldn''t it make people lose face?" Yang Xuan said with a smile.


    "Giggle, that''s nice. You just threw people off the sword fighting platform. It''s estimated that people hate you now." Shen Yuexin smiled.


    "Hehe, younger martial brother Yang Xuan, isn''t it good that our previous gambling appointment was cancelled?" suddenly, an ugly young man came to Yang Xuan with a smile.


    "How can a man break his word?" Yang Xuan said with a smile. The young man in front of him was no other than Feng Xiao.


    "Well, younger martial brother, it''s not that I despise you, but your cultivation is too low. You may have no problem with Shangzuo Ming and Zhuge Yun, but you have no chance of winning against Shangxiao Buyei and Jiang Yichen." Feng Xiao said solemnly.


    "In that case, you will win. Why should you cancel the bet?" Yang Xuan said with a smile.


    "Younger martial brother, Yushu Linfeng, has unique talent and is the dragon among people. It''s sooner or later to enter the inner door. I......"


    Before Feng Xiao finished, Yang Xuan hurriedly interrupted, "OK, that''s it. Our bet is invalid."


    "Hehe, younger martial brother, come on, I''ll introduce you to some experts on the mountain and river list, so that you won''t be surprised when you meet strong enemies on the stage." Feng Xiao was obviously in a good mood when he saw that Yang Xuan lifted his gambling appointment. He immediately talked to Yang Xuan about the noteworthy genius on the mountain and river list.


    Not to mention, although this guy''s cultivation is not high, which is the triple heaven of Vientiane territory, he knows the characters on the mountain and river list like the back of his hand. He knows even the unique skills of many people''s cultivation and talks to Yang Xuan endlessly.


    For a long time, seeing that Feng Xiao had finally finished, Shen Yuexin hummed, "you guy can''t be a bag to inquire. You know so much."


    "Younger martial sister is really right. I really have the title of asking for information in the divine city." Feng Xiao smiled, bypassed Yang Xuan, came to Shen Yue''s heart and body, and said with an arch hand: "I''m Feng Xiao. I don''t know your name?"


    "Why, do you want to hit my attention?" Shen Yuexin smiled like flowers, bright eyes and bright teeth, stretched out her hand to lift her hair, revealing her white and delicate fragrant neck and clear collarbone. Her black and shiny hair leaked down her shoulders like a jade waterfall, and waves like silk and satin shook with the breeze.


    In his nose, he smelled bursts of elegant and pleasant body fragrance emanating from her. Feng Xiao was so drunk that his eyes stared straight and completely forgot to answer.


    "Boy, put away your thief''s eyes." Shen Yuexin scolded.


    Feng Xiao regained consciousness and returned to his seat with a bitter smile.


    ……


    After a round of fighting, half an hour later, Yang Xuan was transferred to a sword fighting platform.


    "Eh, that Yang Xuan is on the stage. I don''t know who his opponent is?"


    "It''s him, Duan Hui!"


    "Alas, he was lucky and unlucky. He was against Zuo Ming in the first World War and Duan Hui in the second world war!"


    "Elder martial brother, is Duan Hui very famous?"


    "Are you a new disciple?"


    "Yes."


    "No wonder Duan Hui is the Third Prince of the great Xia Dynasty. He has cultivated many unique Royal skills. His strength is very terrible. He ranks 77th on the mountain and river list."


    In the comments of many observers, Yang Xuan was also looking at his opponent on the same stage.


    This is a young man in his early twenties. He is extremely handsome and his eyebrows are like a sword.


    This man''s accomplishments are not low. He has eight heaven in the Vientiane realm. Perhaps he is a distinguished relationship. He exudes the momentum of a superior all over his body, as if he were an emperor and everyone was his courtiers.


    Obviously, the young man is Duan Hui, the Third Prince of the Xia Dynasty.


    "Your name is Yang Xuan?"


    "That''s right."


    "Your strength is very strong, but it''s a pity to meet me."


    "Oh, are you good?"


    "It''s not great, but it''s enough to deal with you."


    "Well, I don''t think so."


    "Very good, a little bold. I''ll convince you to lose."


    After a few words, Duan Hui didn''t draw his sword, but there was a ghost behind him.


    It was a green dragon. Although the green dragon was small, it was lifelike. As soon as it appeared, it shook its head and tail, opened its teeth and claws, and crashed into Duan Hui''s body. At the same time, Duan Hui''s momentum increased sharply and was extremely strong.


    This is the dragon power, enough to frighten all spirits, but facing Duan Hui''s dragon power, Yang Xuan seemed not to be affected at all, and stood as straight as a sword.


    Seeing this scene, many observers were surprised. They all knew how strong Duan Hui''s green dragon martial spirit was.


    As an ordinary warrior in the Vientiane realm, he had already crawled on the ground under this dragon power, but now, Yang Xuan didn''t do anything, even he didn''t exude momentum to resist.


    "Interesting, it seems that I have to show some strength, otherwise I really have no way to take you." Duan Hui said with an ugly face.


    "Have you finished the nonsense?" Yang Xuan''s tone was still indifferent, but he stunned Duan Hui opposite.


    He is the Third Prince of the Xia Dynasty. What a noble status he is. In such a big God City, except Xiao Buyei and Jiang Yichen, who other external disciples see him is not polite.


    But now, the boy opposite dares to be so rude to him, especially Yang Xuan''s indifferent expression, which makes him feel shameless.


    For a moment, his face was as gloomy as water, and his voice was colder: "boy, don''t think how great it is to defeat the waste Zuo Ming. Today I''ll teach you a lesson and let you, a hick, know what it means to have days outside the world and people outside the people."