Qi Diao Jiliang saw that Yan Lu's eyes were firm and knew that this might not make sense, so he restrained his anger and politely before the soldiers.

"The three heroes of Qi and Lu have been famous for a long time. The gentleman has never won or lost, and the draw master is said to have never been exceptional. Today, Ji Liang, please call me."

The outside world actually knows how the three famous Qilu masters are truly cultivating.

In terms of age, Fu Nian is the longest, Lu Yan is the second, and Yan Lu is the youngest. However, Lu Yan is obviously no longer viewed by common sense.

Perhaps Chen Xiao, Zhuan Sun Xun, Qi Diao Ji Liang, and Lu Jia, four great masters, besieged Lu Yan together, and there may be hope for victory. His exception cannot be used to estimate Fu Nian and Yan Lu.

Therefore, Qi Diao Jiliang, who was more impatient, took the initiative to ask for advice, and no one was there to stop him. He took this opportunity to test the strength of Xiao Shengxianzhuang.

Seeing that things had come to this point, Tian Zhen added responsibly: "The dispute between gentlemen is over. Haha, I am fortunate to meet you all. I am the only one who can learn from you. This time I am here to take advantage of the excitement and return with all my might."

Zhang Zhong, who was standing beside him, had already been energetic and looked forward to this competition.

Yan Lu understood Lu Yan. Everything that happened now was simply their misunderstanding of Lu Yan. Since the other party was aggressive, he was not a weak person.

Yan Lu took two steps back and stood up, clasped his fists and responded: "What I wish."

When Qi Diao Jiliang saw him responding to the challenge, his mouth curled slightly and turned his sword into his hand in two "huh" moves.

"The sword below is named Kunzhong. It is taken from the terrain of "The Book of Changes? Xiang Zhuan" and Kun; a gentleman carries things with virtue."

He drew his sword and unsheathed it, and he held a sword flower to lift it up in front of him. "It's so great that Kun Yuan, all things begin, and he follows the heavens. Kun has a strong load of things, and his virtues are boundless."

The Kunzhong Sword is a wide-blade sword with a thick body, with a slightly hollowed-out middle, and the sword pattern is somewhat like sandpaper particles. Ears of grain hung at the end of the hilt of the sword, which are real ears of crops.

Qi Diao's internal skills and sword skills were in line with this sword. With Qi Diao Ji Liang's skills, the sword intent made everyone present look at each other.

Yan Lu was silent for a while and took out an ordinary sword that Confucian disciples usually practiced.

Seeing this, Fu Nian couldn't help but frown secretly: Hum? Where is your Hanguangsword?

He never thought that his junior brother had gone to Handan City and lost his sword.

Qi Diao Ji Liang looked down at the ordinary long sword, and Adam's apple rolled in a while and asked, "What do you mean by sir?"

Yan Lu also pulled a sword flower and replied calmly: "This is the sword underneath."

Qi Diao Jiliang breathed in a deep voice, glanced at Fu Nian, who was sitting in his seat, and had some strange thoughts in his mind.

Can't this little sage village find a worthy sword for its second in command? Why is it so poor?

Han Guang is invisible, sitting and forgetting without heart. There is no information about the existence of Han Guang Saber and Yan Lu’s mental method of practicing.

The Yan brothers were able to say it in one word at that time because Han Guangsword and Shuwangxin Method belonged to Yan Lu, and they had long paid attention to Yan Lu.

Now, Yan Lu was at the time of the competition, and took out such a sword, everyone's eyes became a little strange.

Tian Zhen, who was in the main position, stood up at this time, gently slapped his palm and praised: "The mysterious yellow is the variegated color of heaven and earth, the mysterious sky and earth. The sword in Mr. Qi Diao's hand was the color of earth and yellow. The sword power was carried by Huayue but not heavy, and it was not heavy to revitalize the rivers and seas without leaking. The sword master complemented each other and was a perfect match in the world."

Qi Diao Ji Liang casually said modestly, "Young Master praised me."

"Swords are gentlemen and weapons. Mr. Yan Lu is a humble gentleman. I have heard of it for a long time, so how can I hold such ordinary soldiers?" Tian Zhen said, stopping and thinking for a moment, turning his head to look at Zhang Zhong, "Zhang Zhong, would you lend your sword to Mr. Yan Lu to try?"

Zhang Zhongduo looked at Yan Lu and then agreed to the request, "I'm going to lay this sword, called Mohua." He untied the sword on his waist and delivered it to him with both hands.

"Surp~"

After Yan Lu took it, he drew his sword out of the sheath. He saw that the sword body was elegant and slender, and his whole body was crystal clear. His blade reflected his face, like a mirror, and it was really a rare sword.

"This sword is called Mohua. It has a sharp edge of three feet and an inch, and a net weight of six pounds, four ounces and three pounds. It can be as soft as the spring breeze blows on the willows, or it can be as tricky as a snake coming out of the hole. Sir, be careful."

This introduction made Zhang Zhong's pupils shrink and he was shocked: just holding a sword can not only accurately weigh the weight of the flower, but also can see my sword skills. Yan Lu is indeed famous.

Qi Diao Jiliang also understood this truth. He was able to say such comments by holding an unfamiliar sword for the first time, which shows Yan Lu's strength.

"Ha, sir is not familiar with the sword yet. Let sir do this first move first." He slowly lowered the Kunzhong sword, put on the defensive posture, and waited for the opponent to take the first move.

Hum? Want me to take the initiative?

Yan Lu was speechless about this move of Lenxian. He was good at defending his swordsmanship and the opponent was straightforward. Why didn't he act according to the routine? However, if the opponent asked Lenxian so, he would take the opportunity to act.

"Be careful, sir. I've made a move."

Yixin Sword Technique, Jianyi. He is worthy of being a master. The name given to the sword Technique is so simple.

Yan Lu used Yixin sword technique that he had just learned for a long time, and saw that his senior brother Fu Nian was shocked again: Han Guangsword was not here, but he used such a profound sword technique. What did you do this trip?

Wuming's One-hearted sword technique is a real sword technique that can be practiced to the limit of heaven and man. As soon as Yan Lu's sword was used, Qi Diao Ji Liang felt that this sword was inexplicably unstoppable.

"Ding~"

When the Mohua sword approached his chest, Kun Zhongjian lost a slight mistake and blocked it. He also took the opportunity to retreat and left the range of the stabbing sword.

Thinking of what Yan Lu said when he introduced, he was as tricky as a snake that came out of a hole, Qi Diao Ji Liang felt ashamed and angry.

It was just a sword...

The waist and abdomen were relaying to take the step away, and he turned his sword and followed him with his backhand;

Yan Lu had expected that Mohua would retreat Mianruo and swing against the sword that chased the prickly suppress it.

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Driven by the two masters, the two swords were entangled in one place. The sound of the blade rubbing and sliding against the blade made many disciples get goosebumps all over their bodies.

Fu Nian looked at the two swords that were not in the right way to decide the winner and lose. He was surprised by Qi Diao Jiliang's martial arts: he thought his sword was thick and straight, and he would be restrained by Yan Lu, but he did not expect that he would be both hard and soft.

Yan Lu did think that his swordsmanship should completely restrain Qi Diao Ji Liang, so he tried to overcome hardness with softness, but unexpectedly, after fighting for a long time, he did not gain an advantage at all.

He sincerely praised: "Kun is soft and moving, and is strong, and is quiet and has a virtue. The sword of Mr. Yan Lu underestimated it."

"Hmph, the sword in sir is only used for the first time, and it cannot be perfectly matched. Although the situation is calm, I am actually inferior."

Qi Diao Ji Liang admitted calmly that he was actually at a disadvantage, and then his eyes changed, and the sword energy began to tangle in Kun's sword, "It's my turn to make a move, Yang De."
Chapter completed!