Young White Horse: Born with a Poisonous Body and a Sword that Slays the Heroes

"Haha, that's really funny...Among the forty or fifty people I just defeated, is there one who was wronged?"

"Old man, which of those people doesn't want to step on my head to gain power and fame?"

Wen Yanzhao sneered repeatedly, and his two words choked Li Zuohe so much that his face turned red and white.

"Master Wen has won two games in a row. Do you want to compete again, masters from the Nine Skies?"

Wei Changfeng, who had been standing on the edge of the stone platform, came over at this moment and spoke in a clear voice.

After all, Mingjian Villa is hosting the four-year Sword Forest Grand Meeting. If a master from the sky really takes action,

The scene was filled with blood and gore. Wouldn't this grand event turn into a tragedy?

"If you still want to retain your reputation so you can brag to the younger generations, you'd better not come on stage!"

"So as to avoid losing my reputation and being laughed at by the younger generation!"

Wen Yanzhao stood with his hands behind his back, looked around and said in a teasing tone

"That makes sense. In that case, let me learn from Master Wen's swordsmanship!"

The sound, along with a bamboo hat and a gust of wind, rushed towards Wen Yanzhao's face!

"Oh!"

Wen Yanzhao raised his left hand and caught the bamboo hat.

Then, a young man dressed in dark red, with starry eyebrows and bright eyes, holding a black steel sword in his hand, flew over from the sky!

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Chapter 35 Ye Dingzhi's Hidden Strength

The dark red figure was as swift as the wind and landed steadily on the stone platform.

The person who came was Ye Dingzhi!

"Your Excellency has such strong internal strength!" Wen Yanzhao praised

Just now, he caught the bamboo hat thrown by Ye Dingzhi in mid-air, and his palm felt slightly numb.

This strength is naturally impossible to be just the Vajra Realm mentioned by Wen Hujiu in the original play.

His cultivation must be at the Free Earth Realm, but the internal force and sword intent he burst out may have reached the ninth heaven in the Free Heaven Realm!

The only possible situation is that Ye Dingzhi acted low-key and concealed his strength!

When Ye Dingzhi heard Wen Yanzhao praising him, he cupped his hands:

"Compared to you, how can I, Ye Mouan, claim to be the master?"

"Master Wen's attainments in swordsmanship, I'm afraid there will be another young swordsman in Beili!"

Ye Dingzhi's eyebrows were raised, his eyes were sharp, and even from far away on the stone platform, he had already seen that Wen Yanzhao was not an ordinary master.

Even though he knows he can't win, he is still filled with passion and determination. This young man is determined to fight to see who is better!

"Your Excellency is too kind to praise Yan Zhao. Your moves are extraordinary. Are you at the level of Free and Easy Heaven Realm?"

Wen Yanzhao asked tentatively

Ye Dingzhi was shocked. He had hidden himself very well, but how could this young man see through him?

He was born with a martial vein, and after being exiled, he became a disciple of the Southern Sword Immortal Yu Shengmo.

After that, he continued to practice diligently, and his realm had already reached the ninth heaven.

It’s just that in order to avoid unnecessary trouble later, he deliberately concealed his strength!

After being exposed by Wen Yanzhao, Ye Dingzhi did not give a direct answer, but simply drew out his long sword, stood with the sword in hand and said:

"If my cultivation level is below the Free and Easy Heaven Realm, does that mean I am not qualified to challenge Master Wen?"

Wen Yanzhao thought to himself that he had no choice but to fight this battle, so he stopped talking.

"Since Master Ye is determined to compete with Yan Zhao, then don't hold back!"

The words and the scabbard of Chengying sword fell to the ground at the same time. Wen Yanzhao's body was as fast as lightning and he drew his sword, and attacked Ye Dingzhi with a move of Changhong Guanri!

"Qiang!"

Ye Dingzhi faced the dazzling white light and blocked it with his sword

Unexpectedly, Wen Yanzhao's sword was so powerful that the base of his right hand and even his entire arm were numb.

With a sword blocked, Ye Dingzhi's feet were light and nimble, he dodged left and right, and made sword moves continuously with his hands, dancing with the black steel sword in an impenetrable manner!

Every time Wen Yanzhao's Chengying, which only had a hilt but no sword body, fought against Ye Dingzhi, he could feel the supreme sword intent bursting out from his three swords!

Baili Dongjun's eyes never left Ye Dingzhi, as if there was an invisible bond lingering in his heart.

"Uncle, that red-robed swordsman looks like a childhood friend of mine..."

Baili Dongjun murmured

"Really? This kid is quite skilled. He can even hold his own against Zhao Er in a one-on-one fight! His swordsmanship doesn't seem to come from Beili!"

Wen Hujiu also put away his previous carelessness, and stared at Wen Ye and the other man fighting on the stone platform at the same time as Baili Dongjun.

At this moment, all the sharp swords in the sword forest were trembling and making hissing sounds!

The sword intentions of the two people on the stone platform have already activated the swords in the sword valley. The people watching the battle below are secretly amazed.

Who could have thought that at the sword gathering held every four years, there would be two talented young men who had reached the realm of freedom and freedom!

"It looks like many people will return empty-handed!"

The baby-faced man dressed as a Taoist priest with a wooden sword on his back smiled bitterly.

When Wen Hujiu heard these words, he walked up to the Taoist priest and asked:

"You are also a man of extraordinary bearing, why do you say that?"

The Taoist priest with a baby face naturally recognized the Poison Bodhisattva warming the pot of wine, and bowed and said:

"I am the King of Wangcheng Mountain and his party! Greetings, Senior Wen!"

“Senior Wen just asked me whether the person who returned empty-handed was me, the two talented young men from the Free Heaven Realm fighting in the stands!”

"I'm afraid my king and his entourage will be among those who return empty-handed!"

He half-closed his eyes while warming the pot of wine, and looked at the person in front of him with approval. After a long while, he replied:

"With your ability, it shouldn't be a problem to take a Yuntian-grade sword!"

Wang Yihang smiled bitterly when he heard this:

"If it weren't for these two young men showing up, that Yuntian-grade sword would definitely be in my pocket!"

"It's a pity that I will have to break my promise to my junior brother when I return this time..."

While warming the pot of wine, I heard him sigh, then quietly leaned over and said:

"Don't worry, I'll persuade my nephew to leave you one!"

After saying that, he patted Wang Yihang on the shoulder and went back to Baili Dongjun.

Baili Dongjun ignored what Wenhujiu had just done, his eyes were full of Ye Dingzhi's shadow.

The memories of that person in my mind surged, and my eyes became red unconsciously.

……

Wen Yanzhao and Ye Dingzhi were halfway through their fight off the field, and the area around the stone platform had been cut into pieces by the sword energy that was flying back and forth!

Neither of them tried their best, but Wen Yanzhao was at the Fuyao Realm after all, and both his internal strength and the newly learned nameless supreme swordsmanship were better than Ye Dingzhi's.

I was just afraid of hurting Brother Yun from Xiao Baili, so I just relied on ordinary sword moves.

Wen Yanzhao, who had seized the opportunity, did not intend to waste time here.

In order to obtain the Untainted Dust for Baili Dongjun as soon as possible, this battle must be ended quickly.

"Qiang!"

Wen Yanzhao blocked Ye Dingzhi's sword, and the two of them were so close that their breathing could be heard.

"Brother Yun, how have you been doing after leaving Qiandong City these years? I would like to say hello to you on behalf of my younger brother!"

As soon as Wen Yanzhao said this, Ye Dingzhi's pupils immediately trembled, and the sword in his hand also exerted some strength, and asked in a trembling voice:

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"Who are you?"

Wen Yanzhao suddenly retreated a few feet, took back the storage space in his hand, and bowed:

"I am Wen Yanzhao, the grandson of the old Lingnan Wen family. My younger brother is the young master of the Zhenxi Marquis's mansion - Baili Dongjun!"

Upon hearing this, Ye Dingzhi froze in place, and the sword in his hand fell to the ground with a clang. There was surprise and pain on his face!

After a moment, Ye Dingzhi returned to normal, his internal energy surged, the long sword returned to his hand, and tears welled up in his eyes:

"Master Wen, I think you have recognized the wrong person! I am not as skilled as you. We will meet again if we are lucky enough!"

"Tell your brother that Ye Dingzhi will always be his best brother! Goodbye!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he flew out of the stone platform and was out of the Sword Forest Cave in just a few heartbeats...

"Ye Dingzhi!" Wen Yanzhao shouted when he saw him flying away.

But Ye Dingzhi had already made up his mind to leave, and at this moment he had already disappeared from everyone's sight...

How could Ye Dingzhi not know what Wen Yanzhao was talking about? They had been close friends since childhood, how could he forget them?

But now he is an exile of the Beili court and bears the Ye family's feud. Even if he recognizes Baili Dongjun, he will only bring trouble to himself!

It even brought more trouble to Baili Dongjun, so he could only pretend that he didn't know him and flew away...

"Alas... these poor brothers!"

Wen Yanzhao looked at the direction where Ye Dingzhi disappeared and sighed softly.

And Baili Dongjun, who was outside the stone platform, was just like Wen Yanzhao, staring into the distance at the direction where Ye Dingzhi disappeared, his heart surging with anxiety and he couldn't calm down for a long time!