Everyone looked at the old man behind him.
The old man had white hair, his face was flushed and he was panting.
He had no sword on his body, and he was just wearing white cloth clothes.
But his eyes were shining brightly and he was energetic, so he naturally looked stronger and stronger.
Moreover, the Sword Emperor is now said to be over a hundred years old.
No one knows exactly how old he is.
60 years old, 70 years old.
It can be seen that he can live to more than 100 years old in ancient times, and this person pays great attention to health preservation.
Secondly, his deep internal strength has also added a lot of life to him.
"Emperor Ye Jian? Didn't expect you to be here?"
Sword Saint Yun Feiyang smiled and looked at the sword emperor Ye Sanyao.
Even though the two have not seen each other for more than 30 years, they will still fall in love with each other after 30 years.
They are neither enemies nor friends, but just a kind of mutual appreciation.
But the two cherish this bond and friendship very much.
Otherwise, we would not have met again at the Dragon and Tiger Mountain Sword Fighting Competition thirty years later!
Emperor Ye Jian looked at Yun Feiyang with a smile and said, "Yun Feiyang, how can the elders break their promises and not make an appointment with the matter they agreed with the junior? This is a dishonest person! Haha!"
Emperor Ye Jianxian relied on his age to be older than Yun Feiyang, so he always called Yun Feiyang a junior.
But Yun Feiyang was not angry either.
Because when Emperor Ye Jian was dominating the world, he was indeed just a child.
On the other hand, Yun Feiyang mocked, "This is a date, but are you late? Are you distrustful? If you are an hour late, it's okay, but you are seven days late, how can you explain?"
Sure enough, Yun Feiyang's words were blocked by just one word.
Emperor Ye Jiandi looked a little embarrassed and said, "Oh, aren't you just unable to find the way? Over the past thirty years, Longhu Mountain has changed a lot. We set off half a month ago, and we went around and ran around, and we met along the way.
After a few Japanese warriors, I asked them if they knew how to walk on Longhu Mountain? They gave me some guidance, which almost ran to Suzhou!"
"Oh? Then it's probably them!"
Yun Feiyang smiled.
Li Chengfeng also patted his forehead heavily.
I guess they are the swordsmen of Okina Lanteng, the island countries?
Others give them guidance, but they give them guidance too? It’s a great harm!
Yun Feiyang said, "Okay, then I won't talk nonsense! It's time for us to travel thirty years ago!"
However, Emperor Ye Jian waved his hand and said, "Yun Feiyang, I'm afraid I've just participated in the sword fighting competition when I see you are injured! Let's take a rest and then compete again, how about it?"
Yun Feiyang sneered and said, "Hmph, I have no problem. Look, you are tired of climbing the mountain, so you deliberately said you want to rest?"
Emperor Ye Jianming smiled and said, "Haha, let's take a break together. If you can't use all your strength, no one will be happy if you win, right?"
Yun Feiyang nodded and said, "Haha, then okay, then let's take a rest and fight!"
"Well, okay!"
...
Then, Ye Sanyao came to the crowd and sat down to rest.
His two little apprentices made him a branch umbrella to shade him and serve him tea and water, which was very pleasant.
The swordsmen on the side came to visit Emperor Ye Jian.
After all, this is a kendo mythical figure from the last century.
Now that we meet again, we can be regarded as the collective idols of these junior swordsmen.
Everyone chatted with Emperor Ye Jian.
But Emperor Ye Jian ignored them at all and even said: Don’t disturb me from rest, otherwise you will be responsible for the consequences.
He raised his hand and threw out a stone. The stone penetrated directly through a wooden stake on the ring in the posture of a sword energy.
Since then, no one dared to approach Emperor Ye Jian without authorization.
Otherwise, if Emperor Ye Jian angered, he would probably be able to kill the person with a stone.
Turtle, good guy.
This technique, this speed, this hidden weapon?
It's probably comparable to the desert eagle, right?
Sure enough, the ancient swordsmen still had something to do.
"So, is the beginning of the final now? Yun Feiyang!"
Emperor Ye Jian was present and disdained to talk to everyone, only talking to Yun Feiyang.
Yun Feiyang nodded and said, "No, the finals are coming soon! But I have already lost!"
"What? You lost? It's impossible, who did you lose?"
"The Eighth Prince of the Tang Dynasty!"
"The Eighth Prince of the Tang Dynasty? Why did the Eighth Prince come too?"
"Not only the eighth prince, but also the emperor is also there!"
As he said that, Yun Feiyang came to Li Shimin and Li Chengfeng and said, "Emperor Ye Jian, let me introduce you to the Emperor of Tang Li Shimin. This is the famous Eighth Prince of Tang. I miss you
I have also heard of the legend of the Eighth Prince!”
"Yes, I did hear it. Now when I see it, it's true that it's a dragon and a phoenix among people!"
After saying that, Emperor Ye Jian quickly stood up, bowed slightly to Li Shimin, and said, "I have seen the emperor!"
"You're welcome, I heard that you are the Sword Emperor? Is the strongest master of swordsmanship today?"
Li Shimin was very interested in Jiandao, otherwise he would not have participated in this game.
Emperor Ye Jiandi shook his head modestly and said, "There are people outside of others, there is heaven beyond heaven, and there is nothing but false reputation. They are all titles given to me by others. I have never said that I am the best in the world!"
"Haha, kind-hearted!"
Li Shimin still admires him very much.
Then, Emperor Ye Jian looked at Yun Feiyang and said, "Yun Feiyang, have you lost to the Eighth Prince? Is this water more or less a little more?"
Yun Feiyang, but Zhou Meiling, said, "It's really impossible to beat me. I have lost to the Eighth Prince in terms of the artistic conception of the sword. I have fought more than 180 moves in total, and I lost one move in the end!"
"Impossible. If you have been studying kendo for decades, how could you be worse than a seven-year-old child?"
"But if you can't beat it, you can't beat it, there's nothing you can do!"
Yun Feiyang was helpless.
I did my best to fight Li Chengfeng.
But I just can't beat it.
Emperor Ye Jian said: "Can the Eighth Prince really be the reincarnation of a god?"
Yun Feiyang said, "It's hard to say, but it's almost done. Otherwise, what can I use to explain the martial arts of the Eighth Prince?"
"Um……"
"Also, there are many masters participating in the competition this year, especially the man named Cheng Tian. His swordsmanship is very strange. Even if I face him, I dare not be 100% sure to win!"
"What? Another young back? I haven't come out for many years. Don't you think this world is already full of experts?"
Emperor Ye Jian took a deep breath and looked forward with his eyes shining.
...
Finally, there were only three people entering the Longhu Mountain Sword Final.
The three of them are Li Chengfeng, Cheng Tian and Li Shimin.
Chapter completed!