"That''s cold face Shura Linyu. Unexpectedly, he moved his killing move when he came up!"


    "Alas, Yang Xuan understood the meaning of the sword. His strength can''t be judged by his cultivation. If Lin Yu doesn''t use xuanbing purgatory, he won''t win at all."


    Seeing the sword storm rushing towards Yang Xuan, many external disciples watching the war talked about it. In their opinion, Yang Xuan''s strength is far beyond his accomplishments. Even if Lin Yu ranks high on the mountain and river list, he has to go all out against Yang Xuan.


    "Good sword skill!" Yang Xuan''s eyes were slightly frozen. No matter how crazy and conceited he was, he didn''t dare to take Lin Yu''s full blow lightly.


    "Broken bones fist!"


    He swung his fist and hit it. He was extremely brave. A red gold fist collided with the sword storm and roared. A storm swept through. The defense array of the sword fighting platform fluctuated violently. The place where the fist collided with the sword storm was dazzling and eclipsed the world.


    It took a few seconds before everything calmed down.


    When they looked at it, they saw two figures standing on the sword fighting platform. It was Yang Xuan and Lin Yu.


    But what surprised people was that Yang Xuan had a straight back, his face was not red and gasped, while Lin Yu turned white and gasped. He wanted to use xuanbing purgatory, which was a great burden on him.


    "I''m defeated!" sighed Lin Yu. Lin Yu looked lonely and walked down the sword fighting platform.


    "Lin Yu also lost. Will Yang Xuan''s dark horse come true and go all the way to the finals?"


    "Lin Yu ranks 10th on the list of mountains and rivers. He is an absolute genius. Even he has lost. Yang Xuan really hopes to reach the top three. Of course, the premise is that he is lucky. Don''t meet Xiao Buyei and Jiang Yichen in advance, otherwise it''s still unknown whether he can enter the top 100."


    "Listen to what you mean, do you think Xiao buye and Jiang Yichen can defeat him?"


    "Of course, haven''t you found out yet? Xiao Buyei and Jiang Yichen both understand the meaning of the sword. Relying on the absolute suppression in the realm, Yang Xuan has no chance of winning against either of them."


    Yang Xuan was like no one else, regardless of whether others valued himself or not. He politely bowed his hand to the negative hand standing in the sky. Then he jumped off the sword fighting platform and returned to Su ziyao and others to sit down. Naturally, he also welcomed everyone''s congratulations.


    ……


    Tens of thousands of people attended the sword fighting meeting, which could not end for a while and a half.


    From morning to noon, Yang Xuan fought on the stage for more than 20 times. Every time he met men and women, each of whom was a genius, but after he defeated Lin Yu, all his opponents conceded defeat.


    This is also normal. Even cold faced Shura Linyu was defeated by Yang Xuan. Even if they fought with all their strength, they were definitely not Yang Xuan''s opponent.


    At this moment, Shi Yu bought some food from the dining hall. While they were eating and drinking, they were also watching the competition on the sword fighting platform.


    Time flies. Half an hour later, it''s Yang Xuan''s turn to stage again.


    As he appeared on the sword fighting platform, his opponent stood up and said, "younger martial brother Yang Xuan, your strength is very strong, but the reason why the sword fighting conference is called sword fighting is to compete with swordsmanship. In this way, we don''t use sword skills. How about deciding the victory or defeat in the first battle based on basic swordsmanship?"


    This is a tall, dignified and handsome young man with the peak of Vientiane realm.


    "No problem." Yang Xuan nodded simply. He didn''t boast. If he only talked about swordsmanship, he was confident that he could crush the same level.


    "You have courage, but if you use the sword, we don''t have to compare."


    "Don''t worry, I won''t use the sword."


    "Ha ha, it''s cool and fast enough. No matter whether the battle is won or lost, I recognize you as a friend." Wei Jun laughed, drew his sword and rushed to Yang Xuan, launching a storm like attack.


    Seeing here, many people were speechless, and Yang Xuan was arrogant. He clearly had a unique skill and understood the meaning of the sword, but he had to fight the sword with Wei Jun.


    Who doesn''t know Wei Jun as the top ten task on the mountain and river list?


    Everyone knows that he is a genius, especially his swordsmanship, which is almost perfect. If he is only better than swordsmanship, he can compete with Jiang Yichen and Xiao buye.


    "Wei Jun is also one of the top ten figures in the list of mountains and rivers. It''s not glorious to be so elegant," someone said.


    "The young man is young and vigorous. If he doesn''t pay attention to Wei Jun, he will naturally pay a price for it."


    "It''s too early to say that. You see, his swordsmanship is no worse than Wei junxun."


    "Sure enough, the genius who can understand the meaning of the sword will not be weak in swordsmanship?"


    "It is true, but there is a huge gap between the two in the realm of cultivation. He can''t last long. If he goes on with Wei Jun, he is doomed to defeat."


    While many spectators were flying, Wei Jun was like a strong wind on the sword fighting platform. He repeatedly threw out his sword and stormed Yang Xuan.


    His purpose is very simple. He wants to suppress Yang Xuan by virtue of cultivation. When Yang Xuan is exhausted, he will win.


    It has to be said that Wei Jun''s swordsmanship is very sharp. Although it is not as superb as Yang Xuan, it is not something that ordinary Vientiane martial artists can compete with.


    Yang Xuan didn''t use all his strength. When Wei Jun took out his sword, he took out his sword and dissolved each other''s attacks one by one.


    At the same time, he did not use Zhenyuan. His physical strength supplemented by swordsmanship was enough to block Wei Jun''s attack.


    "No, if it goes on like this, my real yuan will run out sooner or later."


    Wei Jun frowned slightly. He had seen something wrong, and the attack was becoming more and more fierce. At least he was an expert at the peak of the Vientiane realm. If he did his best, he would not believe that he could not break Yang Xuan''s defense. He was bound to defeat Yang Xuan before Zhenyuan ran out.


    When! When! When! When!!!!


    The sound of gold and iron exchange sounded, and the two fought swords on the stage.


    Of course, this is only a representation. There are many people with sharp eyes present who can see that Yang Xuan did not use Zhenyuan.


    A young man who did not use Zhenyuan could draw with a master at the peak of Vientiane realm by fencing. People can''t imagine how strong Yang Xuan''s fencing and flesh body are.


    "He has a strong body, unique skills, extraordinary swordsmanship, and understands the meaning of the sword. He has no solution!" someone sighed. Yang Xuan is too abnormal. Except for his low cultivation, he has almost no weakness all over his body.


    "Well, the warm-up is over. I''m serious."


    Suddenly, a loud drink came, and Yang Xuan urged Zhenyuan. The sword speed soared, and the sword lights flickered. Although there was no sword intention, it had a fierce and invincible sword momentum.


    With one sword, Wei Jun retreated.


    "Chi!"


    At this time, Yang Xuan pulled out his sword and chopped the sword in his hand. A sword Qi tore through the void, revealing his sharp edge and chopped at Wei Jun.


    "Crack the sky with a sword!"


    Wei Jun looked dignified. With a sword sweeping, a sword Qi flew out of the air, trying to break the incoming sword Qi.


    "Boom!"


    The two sword Qi collided, and a deafening noise broke out. The sword Qi issued by Wei Jun couldn''t stop for a moment and was fragmented.


    Shua!


    With a sharp roar, Yang Xuanchong rushed to Wei Jun, and the tip of the sword touched his throat.


    "Gulu!" Wei Jun swallowed his saliva. It was a point to point fight. If life and death fought, he was dead now.


    Thinking of this, he said with a bitter smile: "younger martial brother''s swordsmanship is far better than me. I''m convinced."


    "Elder martial brother Wei, you are welcome. As you said, we will be friends in the future regardless of the outcome of this war." Yang Xuan smiled.


    "Well, we''ll be friends in the future." Wei Jun nodded, turned down the sword platform and walked to a very natural and unrestrained place, not depressed by the defeat.


    "Wei Jun has also been defeated!" the crowd sighed. Yang Xuan''s sword was extremely fierce, destroyed the withered and skillful, and was a powerful mess.


    This is also fencing. His strength is not only reflected in fencing.


    Now, everyone can see that he is a strong competitor for the champion of the sword fighting conference. As long as he can defeat Jiang Yichen and Xiao buye, he will be the champion of the sword fighting conference.


    If a 17-year-old teenager who has just entered Vientiane can win the championship, it will undoubtedly break the record of the sword fighting conference held for many years. The whole Zhongzhou will be shocked by the news.


    "Xiaoyao''er, your man is really famous now. You have to watch him in the future." Shen Yuexin reached out and pinched Su ziyao''s pink face.


    "Watch him?" Su ziyao didn''t understand.


    "Well, do you find that many women around you look at him differently? If you don''t watch closely, he will have to recruit bees and butterflies outside."


    ……


    At sunset, the day''s game finally ended. Since defeating Wei Jun, Yang Xuan never met any experts again. Naturally, he successfully broke into the top 100.


    "Today''s sword fight is over, and tomorrow''s top 100 will fight."


    Why don''t the vigorous and powerful voice ring through the whole arena.


    Today, a total of more than 100 rounds of competition were held. One round eliminated 100 people. More than 100 rounds meant that tens of thousands of people were eliminated, leaving only 100 people to enter tomorrow''s top 100 battle.


    There is no doubt that these 100 people are extremely talented. Except for a few recognized demons such as Yang Xuan, Xiao buye and Jiang Yichen, no one dare to win against anyone without a fierce battle.


    "Ha ha, tomorrow''s battle is wonderful."


    "Yes, I really hope that Yang Xuan meets Xiao buye and Jiang Yichen earlier."


    "Why, do you just want him to be eliminated?"


    "Elimination? Are you kidding? His strength is obvious to all. Before the fight, who dares to say that he is not the opponent of Xiao Buyei and Jiang Yichen?"


    "That''s what I said."


    "Well, I''ve been hungry all day. Let''s go to the canteen and have a meal."


    "My good friend broke into the top 100. Let''s go. It''s my treat today."


    Amid the noise, the crowd swarmed away from the arena.


    At the same time, they also look forward to the top 100 battle tomorrow.


    It is no exaggeration to say that this sword fighting conference is more wonderful than previous sword fighting conferences. Many people want to see who can pass the pass and win the crown.


    "Let''s go too." Yang Xuan didn''t stay in the arena at the moment. He left the arena with Su ziyao and others. Naturally, he had to congratulate Gao Yi on his way.


    ……


    The next day, the sky was slightly bright and the morning wind was cold.


    Holy city, arena.


    Early in the morning, there was a great deal of noise in the hall. Almost all the disciples of the outer gate in Shencheng came. Even the box above the square stand was full, and many big people from the inner gate came.


    This is also normal, because today''s top 100 battle is definitely better than yesterday.