Everyone:???

Everyone felt a little confused when they heard the words of this gangster.

"Brother, you've calculated it wrong."

"Xue Yiren ranked eighth, how could he be the second to last?"

Faced with this question, the man rolled his eyes and said, "Are you stupid?"

"Although Mr. Ye ranks Senior Feng Qingyang at the end, Mr. Ye also said that Senior Feng Qingyang's sword skills can enter the top five."

"The reason why we rank at the end is because Senior Feng Qingyang failed to get out of the troubles of Dugu Nine Swords."

"Mr. Ye is right, because he is the Ping'an Sword Immortal, his sword art has reached a certain unspeakable level."

"But why do you think so? Just your three-legged cat's kung fu is still talking about the realm. Do you understand?"

Everyone: "..."

Boy, you are very arrogant!

Although what you said makes sense, wait for me.

......

After savoring a sip of fragrant tea, Ye Chen slowly put down the tea cup after he had completely reminiscent of the tea fragrance.

"The following people can be said to have the skills of the Tao. They stand in front of the threshold of the sword path. When they enter the Pure Land, when they retreat, they will be mortal world."

"If any of them can take another step forward, it may not be impossible to enter the top three."

Hearing this, someone immediately stood up and asked, "Mr. Ye, when will they take this step?"

Hearing this question, Ye Chen shook the folding fan with a smile.

"This step seems very close, but it is actually thousands of miles apart. It is difficult to make a breakthrough."

After listening, everyone understood what Mr. Ye meant.

They can't break through. If they could break through this realm, they would have broken through long ago.

"Of course, if you don't quite understand what a person who enters the Tao is, then listen to the seventh place in the Sword God List."

"The seventh place in the Ming Dynasty Sword God List, Fang Baoyu, the spirit boy in the sword."

"Ten years ago, the man in Japanese white challenged the Central Plains, and later fought with the Ziyi Hou at sea. The Ziyi Hou narrowly won half a move, but was seriously injured."

"But the man in white made a seven-year agreement and tried to challenge the Central Plains again in seven years."

"The Marquis of Ziyi knew that his life would not last long, so he knew Fang Baoyu, who was only eleven years old, and entrusted him with the seven-year agreement."

"Fang Baoyu went through many difficulties and learned the arts from heaven and earth, and finally realized the sword path. He was actually a spiritual boy in the sword."

"And his own 'Sword of Nature' was triggered by his thoughts, which is a sword technique that is endless and hopeful."

"In the end, I comprehended the mystery at a critical moment, defeated the man in white and resolved a crisis for the martial arts world in the martial arts world."

"As the saying goes, life and death are successful and failure in a moment, the winner is lonely and the loser dies, and time goes back eleven years, and children with their hair fallen will be free."

"The spiritual boy Fang Baoyu in the sword should be ranked seventh in the Sword God List."

......

After saying that, everyone in the inn opened their mouths wide.

No wonder Mr. Ye looked down on Feng Qingyang's talent. At first, everyone didn't understand it, but now they fully understand it.

What is a genius? This is a genius. God chases him and feeds him directly!

At the age of eighteen, he challenged the Japanese swordsman in white, which sounds amazing.

At the age of eighteen, he challenged the Japanese white-clothed swordsman and carried the rise and fall of the Central Plains martial arts world. At the age of eighteen...

Listen to the song in the brothel!

"This Fang Baoyu sounds amazing. Does anyone know his specific strength?"

Someone asked this question, and the rest immediately said when they saw this: "I want to know that Fang Baoyu's strength is not simple."

"Ask Mr. Ye! Fang Baoyu defeated the Japanese swordsman in white. Isn't it enough to measure the strength of the swordsman in white?"

As soon as these words came out, many tourists from the inn were asking about the strength of the white-clothed swordsman.

......

Seeing this, Ye Chen smiled.

"Now we are talking about the Ming Sword God List. It's somewhat inappropriate to say that the Japanese swordsmen are somewhat inappropriate."

"Why would I tell you about the situation of Ziyi Hou, so that everyone can have a comparison."

Everyone was very satisfied with this result.

Ye Chen didn't delay it, and thought for a moment and said directly: "The Marquis of Ziyi, without a name, has traveled on a five-color sailboat all year round."

"The famous swordsman at home and abroad knows the secret swordsmanship of 193 schools in the world, and combines the essence of each school."

"When fighting with the Japanese man in white at sea, he used ninety-seven sword techniques in a row, and finally he won half a move with the magic-subduing sword technique that had been lost for a hundred years in the world."

"But ninety-seven sword techniques have been used in a row, and the inner strength of the Ziyi Hou has been lost by more than half."

"Although he won half a move, he was also shocked by the true energy of the man in white on the sword and broke his heart."

"Thus, the seven-year agreement was entrusted to Fang Baoyu."

"Can you understand this?"

Everyone: "..."

I understand, I hear it very clearly, in short, it's just one sentence.

They are very awesome, I, trash!

......

Room No. 4, Tianzi.

A Fei's face disappeared from the smile he had just now, because after listening to the description of Ziyi Hou, he had already gained a clear understanding of the strength of the three of them.

He was three years younger than Fang Baoyu, but when Fang Baoyu was eighteen, he was able to defeat the Japanese white-clothed swordsman.

Now, let alone the white-clothed swordsman ten years later, even the self ten years ago could not defeat him!

When A Fei thought of this, a sense of frustration burst into his heart.

Is your kendo talent really that bad?

Seeing this, Li Xunhuan smiled and said, "Don't be discouraged. Your swordsmanship is not bad. If you give you some time, you can reach this level."

Upon hearing this, A Fei raised his head and said, "Brother, can I really do it?"

"I am eighteen this year, but I am not Fang Baoyu's opponent, even at the age of eighteen."

"What does this mean? Even if you can't surpass him now, it doesn't mean you can't surpass him in the future."

"If you don't have confidence, you can ask Mr. Ye later, he will tell you the answer."

......

Room No. 5, Tianzi.

Ximen Chuxue's sword intent was raging, and Lu Xiaofeng hugged humbly in the corner.

It’s not that Lu Xiaofeng can’t resist these scattered sword intents, but that he doesn’t want to resist.

Ximen Chuxue wanted to try his own Lingxi Yizhi more than once, but he never gave him a chance.

What if he fights against him, what if he uses his backhand to give him a sword?

I was not sure whether it would be better to catch his sword. If I fail, my fingers would be gone.

I won't do such stupid things.

Feeling Lu Xiaofeng's resentment, Ximen Chuxue turned his head slightly and said, "What are you afraid of?"

"What do you think I'm afraid of? You used to be unable to find an opponent, but now there are opponents everywhere."

"You are not allowed to make any more decisions about me. I will not use Lingxi to catch your sword."

Upon hearing this, Ximen Chuxue nodded.

"It's true, I have a better goal now."

Lu Xiaofeng: "..."ъìqυgΕtv.℃ǒΜ

Don't underestimate me, I'll just touch you...

Forget it and admit defeat, let’s give up. Keep your fingers for dinner.
Chapter completed!