At the Jiangnan border, Li Zhige glanced at Dugu Feng beside him and nodded with satisfaction.
It is actually very interesting to witness the growth of a generation of sword demons, and Li Zhige also learned a lot from Dugu Feng.
Li Zhige once accepted disciples, and even his true disciples Lin Yunxiao and Wang Xiaoniu were not as knowledgeable as the child in front of him.
He was born for the sword, and he had sword bones. As long as the sword was in his hand, it seemed to be given life.
Although Dugu Feng is young, his sword has spirituality. Some martial arts warriors who have practiced swordsmanship for a lifetime cannot make the sword in their hands spiritual.
After fighting all the way from Jiangnan and fighting dozens of swordsmen in just ten days, Dugu Feng grew to an incredible level.
Now Dugu Feng has sharp eyes, stands tall and sharp, and his whole body is sharp. He has slowly transformed from a sword embryo, and has begun to show his unique edge.
Jiumozhi also witnessed Dugu Feng's growth. Looking at Dugu Feng, Jiumozhi's eyes were filled with envy.
A child under the age of ten already possesses a powerful strength that most martial artists in the world cannot match. His extraordinary bones and monster understanding can only make Jiumozhi envious.
Genius is not terrible, there is no shortage of genius in the world.
The most terrifying thing is the kind of person who is highly talented and has a tough mind. As long as this kind of person does not die young, his achievements will not be bad. And Dugu Feng is a genius among geniuses. Even Li Zhige would not think that his talent and understanding are higher than Dugu Feng.
After taking a look at the road monument, Li Zhige was ready to step out of the Jiangnan border.
Da da da!
Suddenly, the sound of horse hooves came from behind.
Li Zhige glanced back inadvertently, a little surprised.
A horse was chasing behind him.
There was a handsome man riding on the horse, and in the man's arms was a blushing girl.
The girl is none other than Wang Yuyan.
At this moment, Wang Yuyan was nestled in the man's arms, looking up at his handsome face. Her face was flushed, and her expression was a bit confused.
It was not difficult for Li Zhige to guess the person's identity.
But looking at Murong Fu's appearance, there was no murderous intention in him, and he didn't seem to be here to take revenge on him.
Beside Li Zhige, Dugu Feng stared at Murong Fu who was galloping in the distance. He felt a strong fighting spirit inexplicably and whispered to himself, "He is a powerful swordsman, better than any swordsman I have encountered before." All must be strong.”
Li Zhige shook his head and laughed.
Although Dugu Feng was not weak, it was still too early to challenge Murong Fu at this time.
Needless to say, Murong Fu was indeed a top player in the world, enough to rank among the top ten in the world.
"Yu!"
Murong Fu tightened his reins and dismounted a few steps away, holding Wang Yuyan in his arms. He raised his sword and walked in front of Li Zhige. He clasped his fists respectfully and said humbly, "Gusu Murong Fu pays homage to my uncle."
Li Zhige turned his eyes and said with a smile, "Mr. Murong, you didn't seek revenge from Li, but instead called Uncle Li. This really makes Li a little confused."
Seeing that it was easy for Li Zhige to speak, Murong Fu was in high spirits. He looked like a handsome young man, and he smiled humbly at Li Zhige and said, "My cousin and I are childhood sweethearts. Since you are my cousin and uncle, naturally you are too. Murong Fu’s uncle. As for Bao BuTong and Feng Po evil, they provoked his uncle first, and even if his uncle didn’t take action, Murong Fu would not spare them.”
After saying that, Murong Fu took Wang Yuyan and said in a deep voice, "Cousin, how can you not be polite in front of my uncle?"
Wang Yuyan took two steps forward, her body a little shy and her expression a little unnatural.
But facing her cousin's expectant gaze, she took courage again, because she really didn't want to disappoint her cousin.
Looking at Li Zhige, Wang Yuyan blushed and said weakly, "Uncle Master, Yu Yan was ignorant before. Don't argue with Yu Yan."
Li Zhige looked at her calmly, then waved his hand and said, "No, Li will not accept this gift from you. You do not sincerely regard Li as your uncle, and Li will not recognize you as his niece."
Rejected by Li Zhige, Wang Yuyan had nowhere to put her hands and was a little at a loss.
Just as Murong Fu was about to speak, Dugu Feng, who was beside Li Zhige, walked out, pointed his two-foot iron sword at Murong Fu, and said with stern eyes, "Your swordsmanship is definitely not bad, I want to challenge you."
Murong Fu glanced at Dugu Feng and did not take the child seriously. He turned to Li Zhige and asked Li Zhige what he meant.
Li Zhige smiled and said, "Mr. Murong, you must not underestimate him because of his age."
Even though Li Zhige reminded Murong Fu, Murong Fu still didn't care much. From Murong Fu's point of view, how could a child who had only practiced swordsmanship for a few years be able to fight against him, Murong Fu.
But since Li Zhige acquiesced, Murong Fu simply agreed. With a gentle smile on his face, he said to Dugu Feng, "Little brother, since you want to learn two moves with me, then come."
Seeing that Murong Fu's sword was not unsheathed, Dugu Feng said in a cold voice, "Are you looking down on me?"
Uh-huh!
Before Murong Fu could explain, Dugu Feng's figure shot out like a bolt of lightning, and the iron sword head took Murong Fu's throat.
What a fast sword!
Murong Fu quickly turned sideways, and a layer of sweat instantly appeared on his forehead. He was just a little bit away from being stabbed. Such fierce swordsmanship is beyond the reach of a child!
Dugu Feng handed out one sword after another. His expression was serious, and Murong's figure was reflected in his focused eyes. Now that the sword was out, he had only one goal, which was to defeat the opponent in front of him.
唰唰唰!
Thirty-six-way fast swords were unleashed from Dugu Feng's hands, and each sword was faster than the other.
Murong Fu did not draw his sword at first, so he lost the opportunity and managed to dodge under Dugu Feng's fierce attack.
Seeing Murong Fu dodging in embarrassment, Wang Yuyan said anxiously at the side, "Cousin, this is the thirty-sixth sword of Kuai Jian Sect. Although the sword is fast, its breath is unstable. You hide from his sword body and attack his lower body. , breaking his rhythm, once the rhythm is broken, the fast sword is not something to be afraid of. "
Wang Yuyan was giving instructions from the side, Li Zhige didn't pay much attention, Dugu Feng didn't respond, but Murong Fu was so hot that he couldn't keep his temper.
He was competing with a child under ten years old and still had someone to give him guidance. Did he, Murong Fu, have no face?
So Murong Fu waved his palm and used his deep energy to blow away Dugu Feng's iron sword. The long sword in his hand instantly unsheathed and became entangled with Dugu Feng's iron sword.
Murong Fu did not follow Wang Yuyan's instructions to crack the Thirty-six-way Quick Sword. While fighting with Dugu Feng, he shouted at Wang Yuyan, "Cousin, shut up!"
Wang Yuyan's eyes turned red, tears welled up in her eyes, and she shut up in grievance.
She really didn't understand that she was obviously doing her best for her cousin, but her cousin didn't appreciate it at all.
Ding-ding-ding-ding!
The two swords kept entangled and collided. Murong Fu became more frightened and horrified the more he fought.
What kind of freak is this?
The swordsmanship that Dugu Feng performed were all very simple. The Thirty-Six Ways of Quick Sword, Pine Wind Sword, Gale Wind Sword, and Fierce Sun Sword were not considered advanced swordsmanship, but Dugu Feng could always catch Murong Fu accurately. There are many flaws, and dozens of sword techniques can be connected smoothly in Dugu Feng's hands.
With sword moves alone, not even Murong Fu could suppress Dugu Feng, even if the sword skills performed by Murong Fu were more subtle and superior than those performed by Dugu Feng.
After being unable to hold down a child for a long time, Murong Fu couldn't lose face, so he gradually used more force when drawing the sword.
Slowly, sweat began to appear on Dugu Feng's forehead, and his body showed obvious signs of being unable to support himself.
Dugu Feng's body has not yet grown up, his physical strength is not as good as Murong Fu's, and his true energy is not as good as Murong Fu's. No matter how evil he is, he is still far behind.
In the end, Murong Fu relied on his profound skills to forcefully exhaust Dugu Feng's physical strength and energy. He took two steps back, with a humble smile on his face, and said to Dugu Feng, "Little brother, your swordsmanship talent is It's so high that I have never seen or heard of it in my life. This time I defeat you simply because my skill is deeper than yours. If I give you another ten years, I will definitely not be your opponent by then."
Dugu Feng put away his iron sword, shook his head seriously and said, "It doesn't take ten years. In two years, I can beat you."
As soon as Dugu Feng finished speaking, Murong Fu's smile froze on his face, and his palms trembled slightly. If Li Zhige hadn't still been there, he would have shot this ignorant boy to death with his palm.
On the side, Li Zhige looked at Murong Fu with a stiff expression and couldn't help laughing.
