A month and a half later, in a small town in Xiaoyaomen, Long Ao and three others were striding towards the town.
The appointment time with the alcoholic madman was tonight. The bright moonlight shrouded the earth, seeming to cast a hazy coat on the wilderness.
Long Ao was dressed in a silvery white robe, looking straight ahead with a stern face, his black eyes as deep as a black hole in the universe, exuding the light of wisdom.
With a sword hanging from his waist, the whole person gave people a feeling of proud existence, and those who walked by outside the city couldn't help but be shocked by it.
"What a cool knight! If such a man likes me, my death will be worth it."
A fat girl grinned, eyes widened, and murmured.
"Silly girl, what are you daydreaming about? He is a powerful big shot, are you worthy of it?" A middle-aged man shouted.
"Child, go home quickly! Don't stare at others. Don't look at how elegant these people are on the surface. If you violate a taboo by staring at others, you will be beheaded." A woman quickly pulled the fat girl's hand.
Said the hand.
Both Man Niu and Wang Ying were dressed in black. Man Niu also had a face as deep as water. His aura was exuded intentionally or unintentionally, and his power was astonishing. The heavy sword inserted in his back showed that he was not someone to be trifled with at first glance.
Wang Ying, on the other hand, was smiling, shaking a feather fan, looking like an old butler, and full of absolute confidence in Long Ao's challenge to the drunkard.
Under the moonlight, on a hill, the Drunken Maniac was standing there quietly, completely blending in with the surrounding scenery in a trance. If you didn't pay attention, you wouldn't even be aware of his existence.
"He's finally here." The drunk maniac's heart moved, and his eyes suddenly opened, with a look of longing shining in them.
"Drunk madman!" Long Ao suddenly jumped up and jumped towards the hill.
"Senior Drunken Madman!" Man Niu and Wang Ying said at the same time.
"Long Ao, you're finally here!" The drunkard said with a smile, nodding to Man Niu and Wang Ying.
"Come on! Let's fight!" Long Ao's eyes flashed with confidence, and he was full of confidence in fighting the drunkard maniac.
"Okay! Long Ao, apart from not being able to use your spiritual beasts, use whatever means you have! Use all your strength, I will never show mercy." The drunkard said coldly.
Long Ao nodded, using spiritual beasts to defeat the alcoholic madman had no meaning at all.
Man Niu, Wang Ying, and several people from the Drunken Maniac sect retreated one after another. The battle between Yunmeng City's two genius masters must be absolutely astonishing in power.
"I've heard for a long time that the swordsman in white has great swordsmanship, and today I finally have the opportunity to see it. Come on, let's compete in swordsmanship!" Long Ao's fighting spirit became stronger and stronger, and his long sword was instantly unsheathed, flashing a cyan light.
"Okay, it's been a long time since I met a master who can compete with me in swordsmanship. Long Ao, get ready to take the fight!"
The drunk maniac's face was watery, and his heart was unruffled. He narrowed his eyes slightly and stared at Long Ao, as if he only had Long Ao as his opponent in his eyes.
The corners of Long Ao's mouth turned up slightly, and a faint smile appeared. His body moved with his heart, and a powerful aura burst out instantly.
The momentum of Drunken Madman also exploded. Both of them are top masters among warriors, and they both possess the method of cultivating immortals. Their momentum exploded at the same time, and their power was so astonishing.
Man Niu, Wang Ying and others couldn't help but retreat continuously. The strong fighting spirit coming from where they were standing was terrifying.
"Strength of the first stage of the fourth level of the Qi refining stage!" The alcoholic madman's aura suddenly exploded, his narrowed eyes flashed with a sharp light, and he did not dare to underestimate the young man in front of him.
"Drunk maniac, stop hiding your secrets and use all your strength!" Long Ao shouted, and the Five Elements Cultivation Technique in his body suddenly exploded to the middle level of Qi Refining Level 4.
"Good boy, you're so crazy!" The drunken maniac's momentum once again increased to a level, and he also reached the level 4 interruption of the Qi refining period.
"Such a strong momentum. I really didn't expect that this alcoholic madman is actually a master of immortal cultivation. No wonder Brother Long chose to practice hard in seclusion to improve his strength. It seems that it is not easy for Brother Long to defeat the alcoholic madman." Manniu sighed.
"Senior White Sword Master's swordsmanship has reached the pinnacle of martial arts. He will not lose to Master Long." The elder of Xiaoyao Sect said unconvinced.
"Huh!" Man Niu snorted coldly, staring at the two white figures in front of him without blinking. Almost at the same time, the two white figures had moved.
Two white figures jumped up at the same time, and the sword light was like lightning in the sky. The moment the figures in the air intertwined, the sword energy burst out, and bursts of sonorous sounds came. Dozens of sword flowers completely enveloped the two of them.
"Ah!" the onlookers couldn't help but shout out. Both of them are talented masters who have entered the Tao through martial arts. Their swordsmanship has reached the highest level of martial arts. Even with the eyesight of a bull, they can't fully see the moves of the two.
"The alcoholic lunatic really deserves his reputation!"
"Boy Long, you shocked me even more!"
The two figures separated at the same time, Long Ao stopped at the place where Drunken Madman stood at first, and Drunken Madman arrived at the opposite place.
Fighting fast and fast, the two were basically evenly matched. Of course, with their aloof personalities, they were naturally at odds with each other. In an instant, the two became violent again.
The two white figures were flying in the air like light swallows. In the short moment in the air, the swordsmanship of the two people had reached their respective limits. They were virtual and real, real and virtual, and each sword was extremely dangerous.
The figures separated again, and both of them looked shocked at the same time. Half of Long Ao's sleeves were slashed to the ground by the drunkard's sword energy, while the drunkard's robe was pierced, exposing the strong and hard muscles on his chest.
Long Ao frowned slightly. The swordsmanship of this alcoholic lunatic was indeed unpredictable. If he hadn't reacted quickly enough just now, he might have cut off his wrist.
The drunk maniac narrowed his eyes even more. Long Ao was completely beyond his expectation. He was so strong that he could pierce his robe. Three years ago, he was a lowly ninth-level warrior, but now he can actually compete with him.
It’s a fair fight for myself. In terms of talent, Drunken Madman considers himself defeated by Long Ao.
"Long Ao, I have to admit that you are a martial arts genius that is rare to see in a thousand years, but to defeat me, your strength is far from enough." The drunkard said in a cold tone.
"It's hard to disobey the master's orders, I must defeat you!" Long Ao felt a sense of fearlessness in his heart, and his eyes were full of determination.
"Take the move!"
Long Ao jumped ten feet high out of thin air, raised his sword with both hands and slashed from top to bottom. This simple move had no tricks at all, but the powerful spiritual power contained in it moved the drunkard maniac.
"Whoosh!" The drunk maniac also jumped up and slashed at Long Ao with the same sword.
In mid-air, the two long swords finally collided together, making a roaring explosion. The power of this move, combined with the absolute strength of the two, was astonishing.
The two of them were thrown away by this powerful force at the same time. Long Ao felt a tightness in his chest, and when he opened his mouth, he spat out a mouthful of blood.
The alcoholic lunatic also felt uncomfortable. The powerful force repulsed him. The sword was stained with blood, and red blood was oozing out from the tiger's mouth on his right hand.
"Kill!" After Long Ao vomited blood, his fighting spirit became stronger. He pulled his body up out of thin air and suspended it in mid-air.
"Hey!" The drunk maniac naturally would not give in, and used his spiritual power to float in the air.
There was almost a tacit understanding, and the two of them attacked at the same time. After the master reached a certain level, there was no way to win but there was always a move. The two swords kept coming at each other, and the two of them were constantly being bounced away.
When competing for spiritual power, the two of them were almost indistinguishable. After half an hour, both of them looked extremely embarrassed.
Long Ao shook his head with a wry smile. His arm had been scratched in several places by the sword energy. Although the blood had stopped, the skirt of his clothes was stained red.
The drunk maniac was not much better either. His face was pale. He had been fighting with Long Ao for so long without getting any benefit at all. His chest and clothes were stained red with blood.
"Brother Long, stop fighting! You guys are about the same strength. If you fight, both of you will be injured. This will do no good to anyone." Man Niu shouted loudly. Looking at the blood flowing out of Long Ao's body, Man Niu only felt that
A pain, as if the blood was flowing on my body.
"Long Ao, you can't defeat me, and I can't defeat you for a while. How about we count this battle as a draw and let's fight again tomorrow?" The drunk maniac said suddenly. At the age of sixteen, Long Ao and himself
The battle ended in a draw, even though it was a draw, it was still honorable. With Long Ao's character, if I gave him a step down, he would probably give him face.
"This is the best, both sides draw a draw! No one needs to be seriously injured!" Wang Ying looked happy and murmured.
"No! You and I must decide the winner today, and I will defeat you! That is necessary!" Long Ao refused the drunkard's request, but his eyes still showed an extremely determined look.
"Hmph! If you don't eat the toast, you will be punished with a drink!" The drunk maniac suddenly became angry. He didn't want to undermine his self-confidence, but he didn't expect that he would not give him any face at all.