Young white horse drunk in spring breeze

Chapter 90
"Your sword is good." A chuckle sounded, and Baili Dongjun suddenly pressed his hand on his waist, but it was too late, Yan Feifei's hand was already on his sword hilt, but just now As soon as he grasped it, Yan Feifei withdrew his hand abruptly. He was startled by the coldness emanating from the sword at that moment, and took a few steps back.

"In this world, not everything can be stolen." Lei Mengsha smiled, "And I haven't said the beginning, please don't act rashly." The second half of Lei Mengsha's sentence suddenly became very cold, making people Yan Feifei couldn't help shivering, he hurriedly lowered his head: "The student is reckless."

"Do you feel that Lei Mengsha values ​​this Baili Dongjun too much? Although there was a friendship of fighting hand in hand, it is not enough to accompany him every day, and he will not even return to his own home." Mo Xiaohei murmured.

Mr. Liu Yue nodded: "It's a bit strange."

"Let's start now." Lei Mengsha took a step back.

"Let's end it now!" Yan Feifei flew out instantly, a cold light flashed in his hand, it turned out to be a small almost transparent blade.He had more or less heard some rumors about Baili Dongjun before, so he was very confident that he could finish Baili Dongjun with one blow.

But Baili Dongjun turned sideways and dodged it. He jumped up and swept his whole body high.

"Sanfeiyan?" Yan Feifei smiled, and as expected, he got up and swept up, "But compared to my three-step chasing cicada, it is still weak."

"That's a lot to talk about." Baili Dongjun turned his head sideways to avoid another blow from Yan Feifei, slid down his body, and then turned around, and came behind Yan Feifei.Yan Feifei was startled: "What is this?"

"Chasing the cicada in three steps? Now you have to know who is the cicada and who is the one you are chasing." Baili Dongjun smiled and waved his palm to force Yan Feifei to go away.Yan Feifei was startled, and swept back: "You... shouldn't be like this in martial arts?"

"Haven't you heard a word called Zang Zhuo?" Baili Dongjun yelled angrily, and suddenly turned to the audience and said, "Those idiots who always think of throwing steamed buns at me! Let you see! Why? Little Mister will choose me!"

Lei Mengsha put his hands in his sleeves and raised his eyebrows: "It's really a relief."

Yan Feifei retreated while wiping the cold sweat from his forehead: "You are not Sanfeiyan!"

"Who said this is the Three Flying Swallows?" Baili Dongjun's steps were light, and the whole pursuit was done in one go, with indescribable ease and ease, "This is my self-created dexterity kungfu—one drunk for thousands of miles."

"What a drunk." Mr. Liu Yue smiled, "I haven't seen such a calm posture for a long time."

"This is indeed light work on top of the Three Flying Swallows, but this one is drunk for thousands of miles... I can see some shadows of other steps." Mo Xiaohei said in a deep voice, "Maybe these few days, outside the school, Someone has touched him."

On the tall pavilion in the distance, just where the entire Golden Martial Arts Field can be seen clearly, a person wearing a blood-red evil ghost mask is sitting there watching the situation in the field. He tapped the mask with his fingers: "As expected, you are born Martial artist, I only showed him the step of stepping on clouds and riding the wind once, and he was able to get a little bit of the door."

"Boss, is this person really able to worship under Mr. Li in the end?" An incomparably graceful voice came from the high pavilion.

"Perhaps, if there is no Ye Dingzhi." Ji Ruofeng said slowly, "Have you collected the information about Ye Dingzhi?"

"Just now there is news from a disciple that Ye Ding's whereabouts are elusive. The first time he was seen by people was in the barbarian country in the north. After more than ten years, his whereabouts have spread all over the barbarian country, Beili, Nanjue and 32 Buddha countries. , but this is the first time he has come to Tianqi City, but after coming to Tianqi City, His Royal Highness King Qing has seen him."

"Prince Qing... this prince is a little anxious." Ji Ruofeng said quietly.

In the arena, Yan Feifei was already dripping with cold sweat, but Baili Dongjun was still chasing after him. The two of them just went back and forth in the arena for more than a dozen times, but they hadn't had a real confrontation yet.

"This is a martial arts test, not a light skill competition." Someone in the audience couldn't help booing.

"Although your lightness kungfu is very good, your internal strength is weak. If you continue to run, you will lose the strength to compete." Baili Dongjun said loudly.

"Okay, but don't regret it!" Yan Feifei suddenly turned around, spilling a handful of silver needles in his hand.Baili Dongjun hurriedly raised his head to dodge, his feet slipped and he almost fell down.

The opportunity is coming!

Yan Feifei was overjoyed, and immediately retreated into an attack, but as soon as the small blade in his hand made a move, Baili Dongjun, who was about to fall just now, suddenly stood up and smiled at him.Yan Feifei suddenly realized.

It turns out that this is the so-called, a thousand miles drunk.

The slip and fall of that step just now was just pretending, but what it really meant was a drunken step.

The long sword around Baili Dongjun's waist was unsheathed instantly, and Yan Feifei felt a slight chill on his neck.

The two passed by.

With the long sword back in its sheath, Baili Dongjun turned around and said proudly: "It is indeed over sooner than imagined."

Yan Feifei touched the faint bloodstain on his neck, feeling a surge of fear in his heart, he took a few breaths and turned around: "Thank you for your mercy."

"This is his father Baili Chengfeng's swordsmanship, instant kill." Mo Xiaohei looked at Baili Dongjun who stepped off the stage.

"It seems that he has really become smarter. I thought he would directly use Xichu Sword Song." Mr. Liu Yue said.

"Good swordsmanship." Ye Dingzhi clapped his hands and looked at Baili Dongjun who stepped off the stage.

"There are better ones that are useless." Baili Dongjun took out the wine pouch on his waist, raised his head and took a sip, "I'll show you next time."

"I'm looking forward to it." Ye Dingzhi looked at the wine bag on Baili Dongjun's waist, "What kind of wine are you drinking today?"

"I'm going to be the number one scholar in red, so I'll be lucky." Baili Dongjun wiped the corners of his mouth, looked into the distance, and let out a long sigh of relief, "Actually, this is the first time I've had a serious martial arts competition with someone, and I've always been worried about it." will lose."

"Oh? I always thought you were very confident." Ye Dingzhi smiled.

"After all, I came from such a far place, and when I left, I still looked different, and I went home within a few months after turning back. It's a shame." Baili Dongjun smiled.

Thousands of miles away in Zhenxihou Mansion, the son who was taking a nap in the courtyard suddenly woke up, and the concubine who was sitting beside him embroidering flowers frowned: "Did you dream?"

Shizi nodded: "Well, I dreamed about Dongjun."

"What did you dream about him?"

"I dreamed that he learned my instant kill sword technique, and promoted the Sanfeiyan I gave him, creating a new lightness kung fu." Shizi rubbed his temples.

The crown prince smiled slightly: "That's really like a daydream."

(End of this chapter)