A Fei's sword has far surpassed that of two years ago. Even Lin Xuan dared not underestimate this sword at all.

The sword body is a piece of iron, and the sword handle is two pieces of wood. It is laborious to chop wood, let alone kill people.

But the sword energy of this sword instantly pointed out Lu Fengxian's momentum.

Lu Fengxian's eyes turned red, as if they were about to protrude their eyes. He barely raised his right hand and gently grabbed it forward.

With a "wave", A Fei's sword was grabbed by Lu Fengxian's three fingers.

A few traces of pride flashed in Lu Fengxian's eyes, but for less than a second, he noticed a sword energy that was penetrated by gold and iron burst out from his palm.

Lu Fengxian hurriedly stopped and retreated. The lofty and peerless Yinji Wenhou, who had been practicing hard for ten years, vowed to challenge Lin Xuan, retreated quickly like a broken dog.

A Fei did not chase him, he didn't like to kill people, and he never killed people unless necessary.

Whenever it is always a happy thing to meet an old friend, Lin Xuan decided to find a restaurant and have a drink with A Fei. Just so happened that A Fei thought so too.

In order to maintain consumption, martial arts practitioners always eat more than ordinary people.

Lin Xuan and A Fei have pretty faces, but they are both big-bellied men. If they were born in an ordinary family, eating will be a problem.

As he used to eat a lot, but not fast. Every bite of food entered his mouth, he had to chew it carefully before swallowing it.

It is not to taste the taste of food, he just wants to absorb the nutrients of food as much as possible so that every bite of food can exert the greatest strength in his body.

The long and hard life has made him develop a habit and also made him know the value of food.

In the wilderness, every meal may be the last meal. Only those who know that hunger is terrible can respect food.

A person who respects food so much will naturally respect life more.

In two years, Ah Fei changed, his martial arts made great progress, he was calm and generous, and he no longer had the youth he used to be.

In two years, Ah Fei has not changed, and his martial arts and status cannot change his innocent heart.

Lin Xuan didn't ask where A Fei had been in the past two years. A Fei was not a vassal of Lin Xuan, and Lin Xuan didn't want to spy on other people's privacy.

Even if Ah Fei entered the Demon Sect, Lin Xuan would not say anything.

The so-called Demon Sect and the Central Plains Martial Arts are just different in terms of region. In terms of methods of conduct, the people in the Central Plains Martial Arts are even more ruthless and ruthless.

In a word, there are many hypocrites in the martial arts world of the Central Plains, and there are many real villains in the Demon Sect.

The two drank one glass after another until midnight.

Just as the two decided to stop after the last jar of wine, a tall and burly man walked into the inn.

Black scarf and black robe, black shoes and black socks, and a black sheathed sword behind her back.

He had a strange dead gray on his face, his eyebrows were slanted and his hair was slanted, his eyes were arrogant, and a few strands of sparse beards under his chin drifted with the wind.

He is both arrogant, elegant, serious and unruly.

Just look at him and you will know that he will never be an ordinary person.

Of course he is not an ordinary person, he is the famous Songyang Iron Sword and Guo Songyang.

Lin Xuan sighed, "You are here to compete with me?"

Guo Songyang nodded: "Yes, you are the number one sword in the world, and I am the number one sword in the world. Sooner or later, will you decide the winner, right?"

"No, I may not be the number one sword in the world. You are definitely not the number one sword in the world. The weapon score is just a random person Bai Xiaosheng arranged it randomly. It is not true."

Guo Songyang said strangely: "Master Lin thinks that this young man's swordsman is better than me?"

"No, although Ah Fei's sword technique is sharp, it is a bit less hot. You two fight together, and in the end, both of them will be hurt, and no one can stop it."

A Fei's swordsmanship has indeed made great progress, but it does not mean that he can surpass Guo Songyang. The future flying swordsman can, but A Fei is still a little short of now.

A Fei did not refute, and he knew that his sword skills were a little worse, otherwise the sword that stabbed Lu Fengxian would never be caught by him.

Guo Songyang asked, "I heard that there is a master of the Golden Gang named Jing Wuming, but I don't know that he is the number one sword in the world."

"Of course not. Jing Wuming does not know sword skills at all. He is not a human, but a tool for killing. He learns murder skills and has no connection with weapons."

A Fei asked, "Brother Lin, you just said that you may not be the number one sword in the world. This brother is definitely not the number one sword in the world. So who can compete with Brother Lin? Who is the number one sword in the world?"

"It is rumored that the Western Demon Cult has a sword called Divine Sword Slash, which is the unique skill of the leader of the Demon Cult. I have never seen him and don't know his strength, so I dare not claim to be the number one. As for the world's number one sword, it goes without saying who else can be except Shen Lang and Shen."

Ah Fei was stunned when he heard this. The leader of the Demon Sect put aside, but Shen Lang was the name he heard the most when he was a child, not for anything else, just because he was the son of Shen Lang and Bai Feifei.

Guo Songyang nodded: "Young Master Lin is right. Who else can the world's number one sword besides Shen Daxia? But no matter which sword it is, since we meet, we always have to fight."

Guo Songyang was originally ranked fourth in the weapon spectrum, and after Li Xiaofei Dao, Lin Xuan won the ranking, and should have been ranked fifth, but Li Xunhuan was far away from the world, and Bai Xiaosheng directly removed Li Xunhuan, keeping the rankings of these people.

In fact, the top experts no longer take the weapon spectrum seriously.

The most important thing in ranking is credibility. Bai Xiao was disgraced and lost his credibility, what is the weapon spectrum?

If you have practiced martial arts to this level, no one is not a arrogant person, how can you believe a fool's nonsense?

"It's necessary to fight?"

"There must be a fight!"

A Fei suddenly said, "When two swordsmen meet, they should fight first, right?"

Lin Xuan shook his head: "No, neither of you has reached the extreme martial arts. You will definitely not be able to stop fighting until the end. Both of you will suffer losses and die together. I will come to this battle."

Guo Songyang smiled and said, "Good eyesight, yes, my swordsmanship really failed to completely restrain the sword energy."

Guo Songyang naturally knew the flaws that Lin Xuan knew.

But knowing does not mean that it can be compensated.

A huge rock blocks the road with a thousand kilograms of force. As long as you have ten thousand kilograms of force, it will be fine, but no one has ten thousand gold power.

The same is true for Guo Songyang. The sword energy is scattered and it will be fine if it is closed. He can't do it. Everything he devotes to swordsmanship, but his talent can only do this.

A year ago, he had already practiced his swordsmanship to the highest level and had no room for improvement.

He came to find Lin Xuan, just to stimulate his potential between life and death and to peek at the peak of swordsmanship.

Lin Xuan did not refuse. In the evening, the two arrived at the place where Ah Fei and Lu Feng fought first.

The two of them walked step by step. When they arrived here, their internal force was activated to the extreme, and the coordination between the body and limbs reached its peak.
Chapter completed!