Only one hundred taels of spirit...

Fang Gui was surprised by the enthusiasm of the monks around him, but at this moment, he glanced at his senior sister. She was glancing at the scene with disdain, and her heart suddenly became enlightened. It would be better to take action for a hundred taels of spirits. Look at his senior sister, with such great ability, isn’t there only fifty taels of spirits on her body?

Speaking of this, it would be no loss to take one hundred taels of spirits once!

Besides, there are still three hundred taels to win...

How could a foundation-building monk lose?

But when the short and fat man saw so many people responded, he was immediately filled with joy. He glanced at those people for a few glances and even pointed out a few people. He saw that these people had different clothes and looked a little miserable, but without exception, they were all sharp-eyed and straight-up waists. This was a sign that only those who worked hard on the swordsmanship would have. For example, Fang Gui did not, and their Taibai Nine Swords did not pay attention to this.

"You also understand the rules of the little nobles. You don't come to play with you, so when you do it, you must not slack off. You don't have to worry about offending others. The little nobles of the family are determined to seek the truth. Even if you are hurt by you, you won't be angry. Instead, after you win, you will give you more rewards..."

The short and fat man explained as usual, then pointed to one of them: "You can do it first!"

The man was a man in a black robe. It was Yun Yazi, who had just claimed to be a Tiannan Sword Sect. He seemed to be about 30 years old. Fang Gui glanced at him and felt that this person should be in the middle of foundation building. However, his aura was too depressed, but Fang Gui was not sure. He slowly came to the field, lifted up his robe, exposed a black-shewn sword at his waist, and gently pulled it into his hand.

The young men and women from the priest's mansion looked at each other, smiled and chatted for a few words, and then a young man in a brocade robe walked out, holding a wooden sheathed sword in his arms, bowed slightly to Yun Yazi, and said, "Please give me advice!"

Yun Yazi bowed and said, "I dare not!"

Before he could finish his words, he saw the young man in brocade robe bowing slightly, and when his waist was straightening, he suddenly took advantage of the momentum to draw the sword. In an instant, the sword in his arms leaked like a Milky Way, and instantly drew a dazzling trainee and rolled it straight towards Yun Yazi.

This move is both secret and fierce, and the sword light has reached its limit of power in an instant.

In addition, although this young man with brocade robe was only at the ninth level of Qi training, when he used this sword, the power of qi and blood around him exploded, which actually caused his sword power to soar. When he reached Yun Yazi's body, he had almost reached the level of foundation building!

Only then did Fang Gui realize that it was not unreasonable for these young men from the Zun Mansion to come here to discuss.

These people, in terms of power and sword understanding, are far superior to their peers.

He had also been in Qingxi Valley, Taibai Sect. At this time, he not only compared these young men in the Zun Mansion with the geniuses of the Immortal Sect in Qingxi Valley, but his heart sank slightly, but he was afraid that those geniuses in Qingxi Valley could only take this sword head-on...

"when!"

However, just in the moment of lightning, Yun Yazi reacted in time. The black-sheaven sword in his hand turned and had already opened the opponent's vicious sword. Then the sword sheath stopped in the air. He drew his sword out of the sheath, like a silver dragon flying out of the black-sheaven. In an instant, he had slashed in front of the brocade-robed boy. It could be seen that he had never stopped when he took action.

"Good come!"

The young man in brocade robe shouted softly, suddenly his figure approached, and took a few strange steps under his feet, and he strangely walked behind Yun Yazi. At the same time, the long sword in his hand shook slightly, and the power on the sword body increased greatly, and he slashed towards Yun Yazi's back waist with great accuracy. Fang Gui saw at a glance that the sword was exactly where Yun Yazi's breath was not smooth!

"bite……"

Yun Yazi's face was expressionless, but his pupils shrank rapidly in his eyes. He quickly turned back the sword and made another slash. However, for some reason, when he took action, his arms were a little stiff. Although he had fired this sword, he could not follow up and fight back in time. However, the young man in the brocade robe immediately seized the opportunity and quickly approached him. He held the sword in both hands, and then rushed to Yun Yazi three times in a row.

Almost instantly, Yun Yazi was forced into a dead corner again.

"He has an arm injury!"

Fang Gui saw at a glance that Yun Yazi's arms were stiff and he did not dare to move too much power. Moreover, not only that, his aura was decayed and he must have suffered severe internal injuries and had not been adjusted properly. Therefore, the spiritual breath that can be activated is probably not more than 30%. Therefore, although he is in the foundation-building realm, he is not as good as the young man in the brocade robe in terms of spiritual breathing and the agility of body movement.

But Yun Yazi's attainment in swordsmanship is really not low. Under the strong attack of the young man with the brocade robe, he also relied on the exquisite changes in his own swordsmanship to continuously resolve the opponent's attacks, and even occasionally handed a sword, which was also at its peak.

"Swish!"

However, the ultimate Yun Yazi was still weak, and even with the exquisiteness of his swordsmanship, he could not last long. In addition, although the brocade-robed boy was at the level of Qi training, his swordsmanship was very amazing. After the two of them took dozens of moves, Yun Yazi's arms were still stiff and a sword did not follow. He was immediately slashed by the brocade-robed boy with a sword, and the sword light flashed until his forehead.

Yun Yazi immediately held back his breath, his body stiffened, and he did not dare to move.

Buzz...

A dragon roar appeared on the sword of the brocade boy, but stopped when he was about to cut Yun Yazi's forehead. Then he laughed, took back the sword, took a few steps back, bowed to Yun Yazi, and then returned the sword to the sheath. Yun Yazi also recovered and returned the sword to the sheath, bowed to the brocade boy, and said, "Thank you, nobles, for showing mercy, I am so grateful!"

The young man with brocade robe showed arrogance on his face, ignored him, and walked back to the crowd and said to the fat man. The fat man laughed and said to Yun Yazi: "The little noble man said that your swordsmanship is very good, and he had a great time today, so although you lost, you also rewarded you with two hundred taels of spirits. Thank you quickly. You have met a kind-hearted person today..."

Yun Yazi was overjoyed, took the spirit, thanked the young man in brocade robe again, and retreated.

The young man in brocade robe was happily talking to his companions, and he used his fingers as a sword in the middle and gestured several moves. Fang Gui could see that those changes were exactly some of the wonderful things in Yunyazi's sword path, but he suddenly understood in his heart...

These geniuses of the Zun Mansion are not those who are full and come to play!

They challenged the foundation-building monks in the Yiren Lane to be really honing their own sword skills, and at the same time they were secretly learning the other party’s exquisiteness!

Which practitioner in the world has the state of Qi training, and will have the state of foundation building to accompany you to feed the tricks?

It’s no wonder these geniuses of the Lord’s Mansion are so powerful!

...

...

"What a pity, if Yun Yazi's arm meridians were not corroded so seriously by the demon poison, he would definitely not lose..."

Senior Sister Guo Qing next to her suddenly shook her head slightly, as if she was a little regretful.

After hearing what Senior Sister Guo Qing said, Fang Gui couldn't help but turn his head to look at her.

My senior sister is still too straightforward...

Just as Fang Gui was thinking, someone took action one after another. He saw that these people were in the foundation-building realm like Yun Yazi, and they were obviously not bad at swordsmanship, but without exception, they were more or less injured, or not only were they injured. The first person to come to this Wuren Lane was so serious that the injury on their bodies affected their entire body.

In this case, who can exert real strength?

Even though they could barely resist a few moves with the exquisiteness of swordsmanship, they were mostly defeated.

This is a stunning scene that is almost impossible to see elsewhere!

It is not impossible to practice Qi better than foundation building, but no matter where you are, it is considered a strange story, because after all, it is a big difference. The two sides have different foundations, and their understanding of swordsmanship is often very different...

But here, everyone seemed to be familiar with it, not surprising at all!

It seems like the bloodline of the Zun Mansion, who is born with such a genius!

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...

"These young men in the Zun Mansion have good sword skills, but they are not too stubborn. Most of the people in this Waste Man Lane are the former geniuses of the Immortal Sect. They are all top-notch existences in the foundation-building realm. Now even if they are ruined, they should have some skills left. I don't believe it. Can no one win over these people even if they have been injured?"

Just as Fang Gui was thinking in his heart, a young man giggling came out in the venue.

He looked like the others in the Yiren Lane, and his aura seemed a little depressed, but he kept smiling and seemed to be careless. He walked out of the crowd, bowed and said with a smile: "I'm here for three hundred taels of spirits!"

"It turned out to be Canggou Sword..."

The short and fat man glanced at the young man and smiled and said, "If you want to receive a reward of three hundred taels of genius, it depends on your ability!"

After saying that, he turned to the teenagers of the supreme mansion: "I wonder which little noble man will end up?"

"Canggou Sword?"

Fang Gui heard the big news and smiled: "This name is good, it has something to do with my Wangcai!"

Senior Sister Guo Qing glanced at the young man and whispered: "Don't underestimate him. This person is also very famous in Zun Mansion. He was originally the descendant of Cangyun Sect of Qi. His surname was Luo's name Yanzhi and nicknamed Canggou Sword. This person entered Zun Mansion seven years ago and was also a talented person. It is said that when he was only twenty years old, he had obtained the Yunwu Sword secret sword of Cangyun Sect and had practiced to an extremely high level!"

"The Cangyun Sect's Yunwu Sword was once known as the first swordsman in Anzhou, but has only been mentioned less now. Luo Yanzhi's nickname is Canggou Sword, but it is not a joke, but because his swordsmanship is very diverse and difficult to guess, with the divine essence of Baiyun Canggou..."

"Is that amazing?"
Chapter completed!