Li Yaoguang suddenly attacked, and he was a loser in the manners of a famous scholar, which immediately caused booing. After all, the Central Plains warriors still accounted for the majority of them. Tianran stood on Fu Jingtao's side and scolded Li Yaoguang for not following the rules of the world and not glorious even if he won.

Li Yaoguang turned a deaf ear to the boo, and the folding fan brought out a bitter cold wind. This battle is of great importance. He cannot lose no matter what. He would rather lose his personal reputation than grasp the victory! Otherwise, what kind of face he has

Turning back to the Southern Tang Dynasty?

It is related to the rise and fall of the country, and any kindness and humility are stupid.

First Chai Rong and then Zhao Kuangyin. These two powerful emperors were born, and they joined forces to build an iron army like a wolf and a tiger, constantly expanding their territory, making it difficult for the Southern Tang Dynasty to sleep and eat. He has been in contact with state affairs since childhood and knows it well

It is not easy for the Southern Tang Dynasty to maintain the current situation. If the Song Dynasty can further strengthen its force, the disaster of the national destruction will be in front of us!

He and his senior brothers went north together to do their best to disrupt the opening ceremony of the Qingyun List. When they drove across the river, they chanted "The wind was whistling and the Yishui was cold, and the heroes would never return once they left." They had already made their way to the country

The worst plan to sacrifice one's life.

Seeing the folding fan sting, Fu Jingtao took a step in time to draw his sword. The sword light flashed, and the tinging stabbed the tip of the folding fan, and it was actually a splash of Mars. His sword was plain and simple, fast and accurate, with strong eyesight and fast sword.

It's so fast that it's amazing.

Li Yaoguang's pupils contracted and landed lightly on the stage. His feet stepped on the seven-star steps, and the folding fan points, folds, strokes, strokes, hooks, and countless heavy fan shadows flew and intertwined, instantly swallowing Fu Jingtao's figure.

Seeing his body move forward and retreat, his arms danced like lightning, as if he was copying a copybook of iron hooks and silver paintings in the void, his endless literary style.

Even when he stands in a hostile position, he has to admit that Li Tanhua is indeed full of talent and has ingeniously integrated calligraphy into martial arts. The applause and cheers are immediately thunderous.

Among the crowd, the six famous scholars in Jiangnan stood out like cranes and watched the battle from afar. Zhou Zhiyong, ranked third, shook his head and said, "My junior brother is a dragon and snake pen, and is indulging in his pen, and is amazing. He looks like he specializes in "Thousand Characters of the Broken Monument"

Have a lot of experience!”

Yang Murong, ranked fifth, smiled and said, "The third senior brother has always been obsessed with chess. How can I tell that the younger junior brother is copying the word "Caint Saint"?"

Zhou Zhiyong said: "Look at his fighting spirit is high, he cannot express his feelings directly if he is not crazy!

Yang Murong smiled and said, "I'm afraid my junior brother is playing the piano with a cow and wasted some effort."

Except for the oldest Xie Shensi, the rest of them laughed and showed a hint of contempt. In their eyes, the Song and Liao people were vulgar, so how could they realize the beauty of poetry?

Yang Murong's eyes circulated and asked softly: "Why is the eldest brother solemn? The younger brother is as gentle as he is, and he is more than enough to deal with the other party. What are you worried about?"

Xie Shensi said slowly: "This Xuanyuan disciple is quite unusual. Perhaps the Southern Tang Dynasty has some old origins. I have to look carefully!" As he said that, he shook his sleeves and walked forward.

Yang Murong and others were stunned. How could Fu Jingtao have anything to do with Nan Tang? It could not be the illegitimate son of the Xie family who was wandering outside, right? They exchanged doubtful eyes with each other and then walked.

The six great scholars in Jiangnan were so dazzling that they suddenly moved to the wooden platform, which immediately attracted everyone's attention.

Jiang Lie couldn't rub the sand in his eyes and said coldly: "Prince Li, what is this? Do you want to use the Panwei trick to benefit?" Even if Xie Shensi and others did not take action, they could easily interfere with Fu Jingtao's mind.

It should never be too close to the battle group.

Li Yi himself was puzzled and smiled bitterly: "I don't know what they are going to do."

"Is that true?" Jiang Lie snorted coldly, slowly raised his right hand, and the sharp sword intent gathered like a thunderstorm - since you, Nan Tang, are shameless, don't blame me for not following the rules!

Li Yi's eyelids twitched and he quickly penetrated through the cracks of the man.

At this moment, a tiger roared and dragon roared on the stage. A dazzling sword light broke through the huge net woven by the iron fan, and flew around, and the jingling sound was as dense as pearls and rain. But the sword energy was radiant and the white light was

Dasheng, Fu Jingtao changed defense to attack, and launched the sword technique of killing snow cloak. No matter which angle the iron fan attacked, the sword came out like the wind and was slashed.

He was a little confused when he first came into contact with this unique skill of turning calligraphy into martial arts, so he took a defensive posture to observe the opponent's moves. With his unforgettable ability and deducing ability to decipher, he quickly grasped the key to cracking.

The long sword was cut off and Li Yaoguang did not let him write it with great pleasure.

Every time Li Yaoguang wrote a stroke, he was blocked halfway. He was so depressed that he was about to vomit blood. He suddenly floated behind him and pulled a distance away. He inserted an iron fan around his waist, and sneered: "I underestimate you!"

Fu Jingtao said lightly: "Pretending to behave, pretending to be profound!"

Li Yaoguang's face darkened, and he pulled out the long sword behind his back. The sharp sword was as bright as autumn water and the cold air was as frost. A layer of green light flowed back and forth on the sword, and said proudly: "This sword is called Jueying, blowing hair and cutting hair, and blood will not touch the blade.

.You are not unfair to die under this sword today!”

Fu Jingtao took a deep breath, pulled out another sword with his left hand, crossed his swords, and said in a deep voice: "You are determined to rely on the benefits of the sword, and your life will probably be limited!"

Li Yaoguang flicked his sword body with his fingers and said coldly: "You are destined to not see my future achievements!" He kicked his feet, and he rushed out with a surging sword intent.

**Yong - It was just a temptation just now, and now I swear to separate life and death!

Only by killing Fu Jingtao in public can he completely destroy the influence of Qingyun List and give Zhao Song the most painful blow. Even if it causes crazy revenge from Xuanyuan Gate afterwards, he doesn't care! Imagine cutting off Fu Jingtao's head with one sword,

Becoming a hero passed down by the Wanjia family in the Southern Tang Dynasty, his body was filled with intense excitement and trembling appeared on his skin.

The sword flashes like a thunderbolt, and the man is like a tiger pounces on his food.

The name left in history is only today!

The rolling murderous aura rushes to his face, Fu Jingtao is like a erect reef in the storm, so calm that he can't see anything unusual, just think it's a gust of spring breeze blowing through his face. His feet rub against the ground and move, his two swords spread outward to each other and the tip of the sword

It trembled slightly, like the spring water rippled and intertwined. A huge sword net rose up on the ground. The sword energy was held but not spitting out, and needles were hidden in the cotton.

Xuanyuan Chun’s Sword of Breeze and Rain!

This is his deep sword technique. He takes Tai Chi as one, the way of mutual generation of yin and yang as the core, and takes the natural laws of heaven and earth as the muscles and bones, the softest is hard, and the simplest is invisible. He combines his unique experience, experience and feelings.

.In the Lingyun Competition, he dragged down Tuoba Jian with this, making his unique swordsmanship that was faster than lightning could not be used, and he eventually lost his hatred. After so many life and death trials, his understanding of the way of Yin and Yang is even more important.

For thoroughness, the sword technique is more proficient.

Since Li Yaoguang was eager to resolve the battle, he insisted on doing the opposite.

One drum will make the energy worse, and three drums will be exhausted.
Chapter completed!