The Feiyu Gang, led by Han Yeqiu, Qian Fuzhi and Guo Huaishou, all widened their eyes in surprise. Although the young leader of the Xiaoyao Sect became more and more famous in the past six months, this was the first time they saw him take full advantage in his own eyes.

But when Xue Chang stood up, he was tall and had a swaying sleeve, as if he was surrounded by true energy. Once the grass leaves that were constantly rising approached, they were bounced away and could not get close to him. Every time he showed his palm, there was a sound of breaking through the air. Where the palm wind passed, the rocks broke, the trees broke, and the soil exploded. The power was amazing, which shocked everyone.

However, facing Xue Chang's powerful defense and amazing attack, the man in white wandered around Xue Chang's vigorous energy. His body was elegant and elegant, and his hands were like two sharp swords. He could always penetrate the gap of Xue Chang's powerful palm force and stab the vital point. It seemed like a simple stab or a slash, but judging from Xue Chang's tense defense, his lethality was absolutely terrible.

From beginning to end, the man in white controlled most of the initiative on the field, which made Han Yeqiu and the others sweat for Xue Chang, and at the same time racked their brains to recall: Who is this mysterious man in white?

In fact, the man in white was not as relaxed as they saw. In order to resist Xue Chang's strong palm power and ensure his own movements, he not only activated the protective energy, but also increased the output. However, the battle had been going on for a while, and Xue Chang's palm wind was still as powerful as the beginning, but his moves became more and more stable, and he was no longer tempted by the flaws he deliberately showed. This surprised the man in white: Although he had not been in the martial arts world for decades, he had always been paying attention to the martial arts world of the Great Zhou Dynasty, but when did such a young top master come out, he didn't know? No, he can't fight with him like this anymore!

The man in white thought to himself, but his body movements did not slow down. After a flash of Xue Chang's palm strike, he slashed across his palms.

This attack was much slower than before. Xue Chang was ready to accumulate strength and hit the head-on. At this moment, his mind suddenly became alert, and he immediately pushed forward without hesitation with his palms forward, and he jumped behind him at the same time.

When he said it, he was too late, Xue Chang felt the sole of his right foot hurt like a knife, and a silent invisible sword energy barely cut off his soles.

While Xue Chang was secretly grateful, he also looked at the other party in confusion.

I saw the man in white arching his body, his palms pressing against his palm wind, but his right toe raised, and the end of the cloth shoes was still cracked.

The invisible sword energy actually came from his toes!... Xue Chang was very surprised and felt even more alert.

However, the man in white did not take advantage of the victory to attack. Instead, he took advantage of the gap between Xue Chang's retreat and flew backwards, landed lightly on a big tree, and then asked, "Young man, what's your name?"

"The surname is Xue Chang, and the head of the Xiaoyao Sect in the Bashu Wulin." Xue Chang replied loudly: "May I ask the surname of senior?"

The man in white did not reply and nodded and said, "Xiaoyao Sect Xue Chang... I remember. There are still important things today, and it is not convenient to fight with you for a long time. If you are destined to come, I will fight you again and say goodbye!" After that, he jumped into the air, like a white crane, floating down the mountain gracefully.

Xue Chang did not chase after him, so he let out a long sigh, relaxing his always tense spirit and looking back at the others.

"Master, you are so awesome! Kill all such powerful enemies away!" The apprentices who had been worried about it just now cheered and surrounded them.

"It's not that I'm awesome, but that man has no intention of fighting." Xue Chang raised the sole of his right foot and showed it to his apprentices: "If I hadn't reacted quickly, I'm afraid this foot would not belong to me. So you all have to remember that 'there are people outside of people, and there is heaven beyond the sky.' Even if your martial arts are high in the future, you must always be cautious, do you know?"

"Yes, Master!" With Xue Chang's appearance, the disciples all swept away their previous excitement and responded solemnly.

"Brother Xue is very strict in his disciples, no wonder your disciples are so outstanding!" Han Yeqiu's praise came.

Xue Chang turned around and asked with concern: "How is Brother Guo's injury?"

"He is fine, he has not hurt his muscles and bones. Elder Yan is bandaging him. Maybe this is a good thing." Han Yeqiu showed an obvious smile.

Xue Chang looked up and saw Yan Ranling squatting on the ground not far away, holding Guo Huaishou's wrist with one hand and wrapped gauze with the other hand, constantly complaining: "...I, Yan Ranling, fights someone, do you need you to interfere?... You block the sword for me, think I will be grateful to you, tell you, the sword leaf popped up by that person... cannot hurt me... Don't think that I bandage you the wound, just think that I have a good impression of you, don't think it's bad! Even if the kitten and dog were injured for me, I would do this too!..."

Guo Huaishou sat on the ground, lowering his head, very quiet, and could not see the expression on his face.

Xue Chang estimated that he was so close to his lover, so he must have tried his best to control his excitement, so he decided not to go over and disturb the two of them.

"Brother Xue, do you know who the person you are fighting with?" Han Yeqiu's question made Xue Chang come to his senses.

"I don't know at all." Xue Chang asked anxiously with interest: "Brother Han, do you know?"

"I don't know much, either." Han Yeqiu shook his head, saw Xue Chang's disappointment, and said again: "But after discussion with Lao Qian, I can probably guess who he is."

"Oh, who is it?"

"The man's martial arts skills just now are unfathomable, and the six top masters in the martial arts world today should be seven." Qian Fuzhi said, "We have seen Dugu Zhenren of Qingcheng Sect, Zhengren of Huashan Sect, Qingsong Zhenren of Wudang Sect, and Ye San of the Iron Blood Changhemen, and Ye San of the Iron Blooded Changhemen, and they will not be them. The two Zen masters Wubei and Wunu of Shaolin Temple are monks, so naturally they will not be either. We have never seen Su Mufan, a sword in Jiangnan, but we heard that this man is gentle and elegant, elegant, over fifty years old, still like a young man, and loves to wear white clothes, and his sword skills are as good as a god, which is quite similar to this person..."

Xue Chang was surprised. Although he had only heard of Jiangnan Yijian's name, he immediately raised objections: "Do you think it is him?! But he was granted by the imperial court-"

Han Yeqiu said, "Brother Xue is right. Su Shenjian is a warrior who was granted the title of the late emperor through the Dharma Conference. Fuyang Marquis. His Divine Sword Villa is also highly respected by the people on the southeast coast. It can be said to have enjoyed all glory. How could he risk angering the emperor and suffering heavy punishment and insulting the late emperor and the great hero Ye in front of us?!"

Xue Chang frowned and pondered: "In this way, this person cannot be a well-known martial arts figure in China, but it may be from...the Western Regions or the North?"

"Brother Xue has forgotten one place." Han Yeqiu said in a deep voice: "East Sea."

Donghai?... Xue Chang's heart moved: "You two elder brothers wouldn't say that he is the East China Sword God, right?"

Han Yeqiu did not reply directly, but said with a serious expression: "I heard from my father that this East China Sword God was a son of the royal family of the previous dynasty. He loved martial arts since he was a child. He had become a famous teacher and read all the martial arts books collected by the court, but he never became famous in the world. Until the Northern Barbarians invaded the Central Plains and surrounded Luoyang, and was about to break the city, he carried the young prince of the previous dynasty alone, killed the Northern Barbarian camp, broke through the numerous blockades, and fled to Jiangnan.

It is said that in this battle, he killed and injured more than a dozen Northern Barbarian generals and hundreds of barbarian soldiers. He became famous for a while. The people in the Jianghu tied him with Ye Daxia and called him the "two martial arts heroes". However, in fact, the two had never fought before. It was not until Ye Daxia led his army to defeat the Northern Barbarians one after another and recaptured Luoyang that the East China Sea Sword God quietly went north and met Ye Daxia. It is said that the two had a fight in private, but no one knew who lost and who won.

After the founding of the Great Zhou Dynasty, it was reported that the two of them had met secretly once. After that, he lived in seclusion in the south of the Yangtze River until the late emperor rectified the martial arts world and he was unwilling to surrender to the court. From then on, a martial arts man who was familiar with the East China Sea Sword God was shipwrecked on a boat in the East China Sea and drifted to an island. He was rescued by him and was able to return to the south of the Yangtze River safely. Only then did the martial arts people learn that the sword god had already escaped far away from the East China Sea, so he was nicknamed "East Sea Sword God".

If he lived to this day, his age should be similar to that of the senior Ye San of the Iron Blood Changhemen. It is said that he is arrogant by nature, does not like to interact with ordinary people, likes to walk alone, and also likes to wear white clothes. His sword skills have reached its peak, and he can also be a weapon in his hand, and he also hates the current court... All these things are quite related to the man just now."

"The man just now did return to his sword skills and even reached the wonderful realm of 'a man is a sword'. If he was the East China Sea Sword God, it would be quite consistent." Xue Chang asked curiously: "I have never known what the East China Sea Sword God is called?"

"His name is He Hongwei." Han Yeqiu praised with a smile: "It is really surprising that Brother Xue can draw with him! This time, you will definitely make a splash and shine in the martial arts world!"

"Brother Han has won the award." Xue Chang responded seriously: "There is still a big gap between me and this sword god. Today he is unwilling to fight. If he continues to fight, it will be difficult for me to escape unscathed. Besides, he was just now against the enemy with empty hands. If there is a real sword in hand, the situation may be even worse."

"Brother Xue, don't be too modest." Han Yeqiu comforted: "He Hongwei has practiced martial arts for decades. You are only in his early twenties, so it's normal that he is stronger than you. But with your current martial arts skills, it's enough to be proud of the vast majority of people in the Great Zhou martial arts world. Even if you face Dugu Zhenren, Qingsong Zhenren, and Mu Shenjian, you may not be inferior. You must be in the wooden chairs at the front of the martial arts conference. Brother, I'm not good at martial arts, but I still have this little vision!"

"Yes, Brother Xue, if you were named a warrior of the country protection after this martial arts conference, our brothers would be very honored!" Qian Fuzhi also smiled.

Xue Chang didn't know whether to respond humbly or accept calmly, but the apprentices next to him all showed pride.
Chapter completed!