When the He brothers, who were wind element partial deities, began to demonstrate their swordplay, the sound of wind whistling could be heard above the lotus pond.
The elder brother, He Dong, took out an exaggeratedly shaped scimitar. That scimitar was even more curved than an ordinary scimitar, like a sickle. However, He Dong called it the Wind Sword.
But in terms of the big picture, swords did not have a fixed image, and a curved sword was not impossible.
He Dong's sword rose. Above the lotus pond, white fog was boundless, the wind whistled, and smoke rose. It seemed that this wind element partial deity had some ability.
On the other hand, his brother He Xixi's figure flashed, transforming into a jade colored cool breeze. Within He Dong's mist, the cool breeze was like a nimble shadow of light, and also like a green ribbon that fluttered to and fro.
For a moment, the water was empty, the wind surged, and the mist filled the air. Gray wind element Sword Qi was boundless, and there was a green ribbon dancing in the air.
As expected, the aura and beauty were both very moving. In the pavilion where Ye Kong and the others were at, a wave of cheers immediately erupted.
The sword techniques of the Wind Divine Branch emphasized speed, and the He brothers fought faster and faster. They had great teamwork, and even the partial deities could no longer see their figures. They could only see the boundless sword wind.
With such a fast speed, not to mention Ye Kong's pavilion, even the other pavilions were filled with praises!
The He brothers' swordplay ended, and they won a wave of applause and cheers. But regrettably, no one from pavilion number one came out to speak, and no one invited the He brothers to go in for a drink.
Although the He brothers won everyone's applause, they did not win the favor of the beauties. Thus, they felt that there was a fly in the ointment, and returned somewhat dispiritedly.
After their swordplay ended, several groups of young men from various pavilions also went up to perform. All of them performed well, but not a single one of them received an invitation from pavilion number one.
In this way, the geniuses became somewhat dull, and their interest in going up to perform swordplay was greatly reduced.
Seeing that there were fewer and fewer people performing, and the atmosphere became cold, in pavilion number eight, Yu Fengqi spoke. "Looks like this Sword Discourse Meet is coming to an end."
The Radiant Sword Demon laughed. "Don't you usually like to be in the limelight? Why don't you go up and perform today?"
Yu Fengqi smiled bitterly. "I'm already someone else's slave. If I go out to show off, I'll just be asking to be humiliated and become a joke!"
Hearing Yu Fengqi's bitter words, Ye Kong finally smiled and said, "Don't worry. Once my trip to the Northern Sword Divine Kingdom is over, I'll return your faith to you!"
This was the first time Yu Fengqi had received confirmation. He was overjoyed and wanted to kneel down in front of Ye Kong.
Although Ye Kong was talking to Yu Fengqi, his heart was anxious. Seeing that the Sword Conference was about to end, he still had no way of getting close to Pavilion Number One. If he were to miss today, he was afraid that he would have to be separated for many years. Who knew when he would be able to see him again!
"No, I must see this Saintess and see what's going on!" Ye Kong made up his mind. Looking at the excited Yu Fengqi, he raised his eyebrows and thought to himself, I can only let Yu Fengqi try again!
"Fengqi, don't be so excited. If you want to thank me, why don't you go up and perform a sword move for me? If you can gain the favor of the Western Buddhist Kingdom's Saintess, that would be even better!"
"The Divine Master also wants me to perform a sword move?" Yu Fengqi was stunned for a moment, then said happily, "The Divine Master's orders are my duty! Not to mention performing a sword move, I, Yu Fengqi, am willing to go up a mountain of swords and into a sea of knives! "
Actually, Yu Fengqi was someone who liked to show off. However, there were many big shots present today, especially that woman Jian Fanshen, who was especially hateful. If he went out, she would definitely laugh at him.
However, after receiving Ye Kong's order, he mustered up his courage and went out.
There were many young geniuses who performed a sword move before, but their cultivation levels were rather ordinary. They were either God-level swordsmen or partial gods from other Celestial Systems.
There had never been a genuine Sword Partial God like Yu Fengqi!
After all, Yu Fengqi was a Sword Partial God. His strength was not to be underestimated. His strength could be seen from the sword move! He was also a Casanova with a handsome face, fair skin, and a pair of red lips. All the goddesses present were attracted by him.
He had done some research on sword moves. Not only did he display his strength of the Sword Series, but it was also very beautiful. It was like a light song and a graceful dance!
What was even more amazing was that the Secular Sword Taoist Couple walked out of the pavilion and sang with their swords. Yu Fengqi's sword move and the sound of the music complemented each other. It was perfect!
"Great!" Ye Kong praised. He thought to himself that if this continued, people in Pavilion No.1 would definitely notice that Yu Fengqi's sword move had reached the height of art.
However, when Ye Kong was thinking about his next move, a discordant voice came from one of the pavilions!
"It looks good, but it's just the dance of some unpresentable singers! You're a swordsman, yet you're learning such a lowly technique to please the crowd. What a disgrace! "
It was obvious that this Jian Fanshen was a tasteless woman. She never said anything nice.
However, this woman was difficult to deal with. No one dared to speak. Yu Fengqi ignored her and continued his sword move.
However, the woman was disgusting. The more she spoke, the worse she became. In the end, she even mocked, "Yu Fengqi, you didn't learn this dance from a singer. You learned it from your mother, didn't you? I bet your mother often dances like this to seduce men, right? "
If it was any other person, Yu Fengqi would have tolerated it. However, others were pointing at him and cursing his mother. Even if Yu Fengqi was not a hot-blooded person, he could not take it anymore.
Yu Fengqi, who was dancing on the lotus leaf, stopped abruptly and shouted, "Jian Fanshen, I have tolerated you many times. Don't think that I am a pushover! Today, I will be bold for once … I challenge you! "
"Wow!" Hearing that Yu Fengqi was challenging Jian Fanshen, the cold atmosphere immediately heated up!
"Jian Fanshen is challenging Jian Fanshen! I haven't seen something like this in a long time. This is an eye-opener! "
"However, I'm afraid that Yu Fengqi is in trouble this time. He is only ranked seventh in swordsmanship. That woman is ranked fourth!"
"Most importantly, Jian Fanshen's Blooming Brocade sword will fill the sky with sword flowers. It is difficult and complicated to deal with. Yu Fengqi is no match for it!"
Everyone present was eager to see the world in chaos. They hoped to see a fight. However, there was someone who did not like it.
In the mist, an old man's figure appeared. He smiled and said, "Gods Ying and Gods Fan, please give this old man some face and don't challenge him here. This is a wine tavern. You can drink for fun or practice swordsmanship. If you want to fight, how can this old man do business in the future?"
The one who came out was the owner of the tavern, Ouyang Peng. What surprised Ye Kong was that Heaven Sword City was indeed full of hidden talents. The owner of a tavern was actually a Master God, Fog God!
Since the owner of the Fog God came out, everyone had to give him face. When Yu Fengqi thought about how he only had 10% of his divine body, he softened and snorted, "Jian Fanshen, I'll let it go this time. Next time, I'll definitely fight you!"
Yu Fengqi gave in, but Jian Fanshen was still unwilling to let it go. She walked out of the pavilion and said, "You're the one who challenged me, and you're the one who ran away. Yu Fengqi, you're really not a man."
Yu Fengqi's white face turned red and he said angrily, "I was giving face to Ouyang Peng. How is this running away? This is a tavern, it's not suitable for a challenge! "
Jian Fanshen's looks were average. She was not ugly, but she was not good looking either. The most depressing thing was that she had quite a few freckles on her cheekbones. It was obvious that she was a difficult woman to deal with.
Jian Fanshen also had a few freckles on her nose. She frowned and said, "Yu Fengqi, do you really not understand or are you pretending not to understand? Did you forget that other than a challenge, there is a gentler way to determine a winner? That is a sword fight! "
There was no life and death battle in a sword fight, so it could be carried out in the tavern. Yu Fengqi could not refuse, so he could only grit his teeth and agree.
However, a voice sounded out from the eighth pavilion, "Fengqi, your injuries have not healed yet. I'll fight her!"
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