Yuntang's face was slightly pale. She looked at the splashing water on the umbrella. As her eyes flashed, the rain lines falling in the sky were tilting and shaking.

"Where is the Bashan Sword Field?" she asked inexplicably.

Yu Zuochi lifted the umbrella higher and showed his face, "In Bashan."

This seems to be a boring and boring question and answer, but the masters standing quietly by the Mirror Lake are very clear about the significance of this question and answer to the whole world.

Before this sword slashed the dragon, Bashan Sword Field was unknown, but after breaking the Yunshui Palace so easily, Bashan Sword Field was destined to be famous all over the world.

"Just defending, you can't win." Yun Tang calmed down, all the rain lines disappeared, and Jinghu also quieted down.

Yu Zuochi put away his umbrella again and said seriously: "Of course it's not just guarding."

Yun Tang said, "Then let me see your attack."

Yu Zuochi nodded.

He didn't act first, he just moved his steps.

He stepped out and stepped towards the water.

In this world, low-level sword masters with insufficient true energy cultivation are fighting, and they hold swords to kill. If their cultivation is higher, they will use true energy to control the sword and fly to go. If their flying swords come and go, they will be the sword as their birth. When their hearts move, the sword will move, which will activate the power of heaven and earth.

However, his fighting style seemed to be like those lowest-level sword masters, walking with their swords.

The water surface of Jinghu Lake is still motionless, but it rises at the end where Yuntang is located.

The entire water surface was tilted, and Yu Zuochi walked towards Yuntang, as if he was climbing a mountain.

However, he seemed to be unaffected at all, and he did not slow down.

On the contrary, his feet stepped deep into the water, and his whole body, like a nail, pierced directly in front of Yuntang, and then waved his sword.

He swung his sword casually.

There seems to be no moves at all.

However, in Yun Tang's perception, this sword was like an axe cutting towards wood, and she was the unmovable wood and could not hide.

She took a deep breath.

Then she waved the Bishui sword in her hand, and smashed it down at the other party's sword as if she was waving a fire stick.

This is how the battles of practitioners are.

When you cannot break the opponent's sword moves, the only way you can compare is pure power.

There was a loud bang.

She and Yu Zuochi both sank down, and their feet fell directly on the wet bottom of the lake. The powerful energy power even squeezed out the water vapor in the silt and turned into dry ground.

The water level on the shore is rising.

The entire Jinghu Lake turned into a bowl.

She and Yu Zuochi were in the middle of the bowl.

Yu Zuochi had some leisure time and took a look at the water curtain around him.

He saw that the people on the lakeside were covered by the water curtain, and looked at the green water plants in the water that were sealed in the glass. Then he looked at Yun Tang in front of him and whispered: "I gave you some."

"Losing means losing, what to give."

Yun Tang glared at him fiercely, and the unruly dark green sword light disappeared. She carried her hands on her back, but her expression calmed down. She suddenly smiled faintly and said, "I will go to Bashan to see you when I have time."

Yu Zuochi's eyes lit up and he said, "You want to come and I will pick you up."

Yun Tang waved his hand, stopped talking, turned around and was about to leave.

"Let's leave now?" Yu Zuochi spoke.

"So what?" Yun Tang said: "After all, the sword weapon list is a false reputation. The only one who can fight against you here should be Baili Liusu of Minshan Sword Sect."

"Actually, I'm not here to compete for this title."

Yu Zuochi looked at her eyes seriously and said, "Actually... I am not the strongest swordsman in Bashan Sword Field. My junior brother Gu Li is much better than me. I am here, but my Bashan Sword Field is about to open the mountain gate and collect disciples. He also lacks a disciple. When I come here, I know that there are many people in Bashan Sword Field. If I choose disciples, there will be room for them."

"There are really sword masters who are much better than you?"

Yun Tang frowned deeply, but she was a real master after all, and she smiled proudly in a flash, "Then I really have to go to Bashan to have a look."

"besides."

Yun Tang looked at him with a smile, "You called me to stop and told me these things before I left because I thought that if I left like this, I would hear from others that there is a stronger swordsman in Bashan, and are you afraid that I will feel uncomfortable?"

Yu Zuochi smiled, felt a little embarrassed again, and coughed twice.

"Go away."

Yun Tang was free and easy, turned around and walked away, only a light voice floated over, "Think about it."

Yu Zuochi looked at her back, was inexplicably happy, laughed, and praised again sincerely: "It's really good."

......

"Just win like this?" Guo Qiujue looked at Yu Zuochi who was walking towards him and Yun Tang. Although he knew what had happened, he still couldn't believe it.

"It's so annoying."

Baili Liusu suddenly said.

Guo Qiujue turned his head in surprise and looked at him, not knowing what he meant by saying these two words at this time.

His voice was very cold, and the masters who were still staying on the lakeside all looked at him, and I didn't know what his words meant at this time.

However, Yu Zuochi understood.

Yun Tang beat Yu Qingqi, who ranked second on the sword weapon list, and he beat Yun Tang again.

The master of the Yunzhong Sword, which was ranked first on the sword weapon list, is in the future, and he has beaten the master of the Poison Belly Sword on the road before... These masters on the lakeside may not have beaten Yu Qingqi before, so he is vaguely the number one person here.

But just as Yu Qingqi had previously questioned that Yunshui Palace had just borrowed the benefits of the terrain, these masters in the field would also question the battle between him and the master of the Poison Belly Sword that they had not seen with their own eyes, and would also question whether Yun Tang was defeated by his defeat because of his lack of strength in the battle with Yu Qingqi.

This kind of doubt seems annoying to Baili Liusu, who already knows something about him.

But he understood that what annoyed Baili Liusu the most was that although the sword masters on the list of sword weapons were indeed very powerful, most of them seemed not to be liked by him.

"Then you come."

It was precisely because he understood that Yu Zuochi smiled slightly, stopped by the lake, and looked at him and said.

Baili Liusu nodded, without saying a word, drawing his sword.

Draw the sword in the void.

A powerful aura of life swelled from his hands.

A white snow sword grew in his hands inch by inch.

The cold suddenly arose, and white frost quickly formed on the grass by the lake, and then spread towards the mountains and forests further away.

Guo Qiujue could no longer speak.

His eyes were full of stunning.

This sword mountain is already so high that it is hard to cross. However, when Baili Liusu's natal sword appears, it looks like a snow mountain that is many times taller than this sword mountain, and then all of them are drawn over and fall into this sword.

He suddenly understood why Baili Liusu talked so little and why it was so difficult to get close to him.

A person who can have such sword intent in his natal sword must have been practicing swords at an extremely lone place for a long time.

All he faces is wind and frost, fighting with the omnipresent chill, and companionship with the sunrise and sunset. How could such a person talk too much?

When the white snow sword was generated, it was already crossed in front of the chest.

Because of his understanding, Yu Zuochi did not have any politeness. What he responded was just holding an umbrella.

Countless white streams flew in the air in an instant, and when they appeared, they were silent, but in the next moment, they made a terrifying roar.

Bang bang bang bang….

Countless loud ramming sounds sounded on the surface of the yellow paper umbrella.

All the masters on the lakeside changed their faces.

Thousands of swords walking in the air are like countless sword masters holding swords to kill.

Baili Liusu walked calmly.

The majestic true energy in his body sprinkled out of the runes of the sword in his hand. Just like when he was practicing swords at the highest end of Minshan Mountain, he poured powerful power into the wind and snow, injected it into every dancing snowflake, and then turned the snowflake into a sword between heaven and earth, and then used different sword moves.

He does not pursue the perfection of every sword, but only seeks completion.

But countless swords and countless different sword moves swept towards the same person like dense rain of arrows. Such a fighting style has never been seen by all these masters.

Looking at the white frost on the clothes, feeling the walking of millions of swords and the crazy killing of different sword moves, the masters who stayed by the lake all felt a cool and chilling feeling in their hearts.

None of them felt that they could block Baili Liusu's sword.

Guo Qiujue was standing behind Baili Liusu, so he looked at Baili Liusu's back and the terrifying white streams in front of Baili Liusu. When the broken wind and snow flowed through the air on both sides of his body with the remaining sword intent, he could clearly sense the terribleness of these swords than the other masters.

However, what shocked him even more was that the waves on the Jinghu Lake were constantly retreating, but the yellow paper umbrella in his hand was still not broken, and there was not even white frost.

Baili Liusu raised his sword eyebrows.

Then he disappeared into his own snow and wind.

In the next moment, he was already in the sky above Yu Zuochi's head.

He seemed to jump down from an extremely high mountain peak and stabbed Yu Zuochi with a sword, but he didn't want to stab the umbrella in Yu Zuochi's hand.

The sword falling from a high altitude is like a meteor, but what you know about the sword tip is vague and untraceable.

Many masters on the lakeside sighed.

Power, speed and weirdness are often contrary to each other. When these can be integrated perfectly, such a sword is extremely powerful.

But facing such a sword, Yu Zuochi laughed.

Because this was what he was best at.

His sword name is as fate.
Chapter completed!