"Hurry, they are coming down. It is so beautiful. I would love to see her every day even if I live for five years. []"

"You are so worthless. A beautiful woman would rather shorten her life by five years. You should learn from me. My goal is to touch her and shorten her life by ten years."

"You two idiots left your wife and children at home for the sake of beautiful women, and spent money to sit in the inn with beautiful women every morning. I don't even bother to talk about you."

"Your wife is about to give birth, why are you sitting here every day?"

"I am trying to prepare myself for the upcoming birth of my son, so that I can face my future children with a noble sentiment and face the bright future."

"Facing your uncle's tomorrow."

When Xia Ying and Leng Yue came to the first floor, there were already many guests on the first floor. Most of them came with the purpose of admiring the beauties and cultivating their sentiments. They irresponsibly left the whole family at home to fend for themselves.

self-destruct.

Feng Yang, who was sitting on the chair, was suddenly shocked. When that graceful and elegant figure appeared in his sight, inexplicable ecstasy instantly ignited his whole heart. However, Feng Ting, sitting next to him, allowed Feng Yang to hold back.

Feng Yang felt the urge to rush over and hug Xia Ying tightly, but when he saw the young man next to Xia Ying, Feng Yang's heart suddenly went cold.

"The beauty beside Qingyi Kuaijian turned out to be her. Did she forget about me after she left?" Feng Yang thought without sadness. More than a year had passed. Perhaps her departure at that time meant that

I've let go of that short-lived relationship that caused both of us to be hurt by rumors and rumors. It's just that I've been being pretentious.

But that night, she gave her body to me, was it just to repay me?

Feng Yangfa learned about it, but he didn't want to deliberately disturb Xia Ying's life. Maybe now she has found her own destination, staying next to the young man in Tsing Yi. Her smile is beautiful, isn't it?

I just want you to have a good life. If you will be happier by his side, then let everything go. Maybe it is always too late when we meet.

Feng Yang stood up and walked straight towards Qing Yi Kuai Jian.

Leng Yue's expression was stern, and she stared coldly at the silver masked man walking towards her. Feeling the vague and weak anger coming from the other person, she subconsciously walked to Xia Ying.

"I want to challenge you for a sword fight." Feng Yang said, stopping three feet away from Qing Yi Kuai Jian Leng Yue, without showing any expression, and could only hear his indifferent tone.

"Not interested." Leng Yue refused indifferently.

"I think you will be interested." Feng Yang shook his arm and choked. The Qingming Breaking Wave Sword was already unsheathed, and a blue light curtain was drawn in the sky. Wherever the sword passed, it brought out a line on the ground.

With tiny cracks, the table and chairs were neatly and smoothly cut into two sections.

Seeing this, Leng Yue's eyes suddenly shot out a hot light, and it seemed that the power that Feng Yang brought out with his sword just now inspired him to fight as an outstanding swordsman. Those who love swords and know how to swords, facing

The same swordsman masters always seem to have an obsession with competing against each other.

"What an amazing sword energy." Even though Feng Ting's strength was low, she still felt the strength of the sword energy coming from the sword just now. The long and small cracks on the ground were even more astonishing.

Standing quietly behind Feng Yang, looking at this slender but not thin and unusually tall figure, Feng Ting's heart palpitated a little at this moment. Perhaps, this is the person who truly has the ability to become a strong person.

Strength, mind, courage, and courage are all present.

Xia Ying, who was standing behind Leng Yue, stared blankly at the silver-masked man in front of her. From the exposed half of his face, he had a familiar delicate look, but she found that the aura of this man was completely different from Feng Yang's manic one.

The violent breath, this person's breath is gentle, light, like wind, soft and misty like clouds...

The people in the inn were not shocked. Both of them had unique looks and were both young men with a certain reputation in Gulai City. One was a master who wiped out an entire family with one sword, and the other was a big shot who defeated all the tycoons in the auction.

The rich man unexpectedly had a spark between the two young men.

From the casual sword strike just now, everyone has realized that this silver masked man seems to have extremely high attainments in swordsmanship, and they can't help but be extremely curious, whose sword is faster, the green-clothed sword or the silver masked man.

"How do you want to compare?" Leng Yue asked.

"It's just a sword fight." Feng Yang said.

"Okay." Leng Yue shouted, turned around and walked out of the inn.

Feng Yang followed closely behind, Leng Yue stopped, and Feng Yang also stopped at the same time, with only nine feet between them.

The two of them stood attentively, having already entered a high-alert combat state. They did not open any defensive shields. What they wanted was to unleash greater potential at the critical moment of life and death.

Their swords are very fast and very strong, and anyone who makes the slightest mistake will probably be killed instantly.

People in the inn ran out to watch, but no one dared to come within three feet of them. With their strength and sword skills, the sword light within three feet was probably something that no one could resist. The waiter and the shopkeeper were afraid.

These bastards took the opportunity to escape without paying, and came out one after another to prepare for the attack.

Everyone was staring intently at the two young men who were facing each other intently, but they were like two statues, motionless, as if they were looking for the moment when the other person relaxed.

Everyone couldn't help but be affected by the two men. They gradually held their breath and stared at the two figures with bated breath, hoping to witness the peak swordsmanship showdown in Gulai City.

"bass!"

"block.."

Almost at the same time, both of them moved, and the two voices almost merged into one, turning into a strange and harsh roar, and at the same time as the voice, there was a rainbow-like sword light.

It was the sword light coming from the iron sword in Leng Yue's hand, which was faster than lightning. The sword light suddenly stopped in front of Feng Yang's chest. Astonishingly, Feng Yang blocked Leng Yue's sword with his own scabbard.

From the scene when the two people stood looking at each other to the scene when Leng Yue stabbed Feng Yang's scabbard on his chest, no one knew what happened. In their sight, it was like two people standing looking at each other.

The scene suddenly freezes on another scene without even blinking, which is so weird that it makes people ache.

"He's such a noob, he hasn't even pulled out his sword yet." Seeing this, many people sneered and laughed.

"If an ignorant person is so good at it, can he just use the scabbard to block the Qing Yi Kuai Jian's sword?" There are also people with good knowledge who have clues about it.

"Maybe it's just good luck."

"If you don't have that kind of vision and speed, you won't have great luck either."

Everyone's discussion disappeared in an instant, because they had reached the point where the silver masked man was not shaken away, but stood motionless on the spot. He suddenly drew his sword, as powerful as a tiger, and the sword light suddenly shot up in the air.

Suddenly, before anyone could follow him, the sword light had already touched the chest of Qing Yi Kuai Jian.

"Well done." Leng Yue, the fast sword in green, did not dodge. The iron sword thrust out was withdrawn at a speed that was difficult to see with the naked eye, and then swung out again.

Everyone could only feel the afterimages flashing in front of their eyes. Before they knew the situation, the two of them had already changed their tactics.

While everyone was still immersed in the astonishment of Feng Yang's sudden sword draw, a harsh metal collision sound made everyone's scalp numb and eardrums stinging. When they came to their senses, Feng Yang and Leng Yue each took a step back.

The so-called sword competition means that the pressure of the strength level is not used, and the advantage of the skill is completely suppressed. It is just a competition of swordsmanship, and only the energy required to perform the swordsmanship is released.

The Qingming Wave-breaking Sword in Feng Yang's hand trembled violently, and let out a buzzing sword roar. At a closer look, a shocking cut was found on the Qingming Wave-breaking Sword. It can be imagined that the impact just now had

How violent.

The same is true for the iron sword in Leng Yueshou's hand, but the damage to the ordinary iron sword was more severe than that of the Qingming Wave Breaking Sword.

"I'm so shocked that I can't practice. Ever since it was rumored that the beast spirits fell in Gulai City, masters have emerged one after another. The swords of these two young men are too fast. How many people in Gulai City can be their opponents?"

"I'm afraid no one can dodge their sharp swords."

This level of competition was beyond what they could understand, because they had no idea how fast Feng Yang and Leng Yue were drawing their swords. When the sword light flashed past their sight, they had already separated before they had time to dissipate.

Many people are confused and confused.

Feng Ting listened to the voices of exclamation and awe that kept coming from around her, and suddenly the idea that had just emerged in her mind was confirmed. Looking at the tall figure standing with a sword, she thought to herself, this is the incomparable strong man, maybe.
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