Yang Zhen smiled and said, "Thank you for the reminder, senior!"

Zhou Tong was amazed, shook his head and muttered, "So conventional, the whole world has been made boring by you conventional guys."

As he spoke, Zhou Tong's figure suddenly disappeared in mid-air.

Yang Zhen's eyes suddenly widened. If Jiulong's speed was too fast to be seen with the naked eye, then Zhou Tong's speed was almost the same as teleportation. He disappeared on the spot and Yang Zhen couldn't even sense any breath from him.

On what level of momentum does one have to break through to achieve this speed?

Jiulong looked at Yang Zhen with a smile and asked, "Why, are you envious?"

Yang Zhen curled his lips and said, "Give me a few days, I can also reach this speed."

The Tianshan Saint Lord looked at Yang Zhen calmly and said, "You must remember what Senior Zhou said. The name of Sword Maniac is almost known to everyone in the middle court, especially among the younger generation. I don't know how many people want to defeat him and take his place."

Yang Zhen nodded without comment and said, "That's right. No normal person would say something like that. It's just asking for trouble."

There are people in this world who don't mind having too many troubles.

The Holy Lord of Tianshan smiled and said, "Although there are troubles, countless people want to defeat Luo Shanyang, but... Luo Shanyang's strength is getting stronger and stronger. Many of those who challenged him have gathered inner demons and have never recovered since then."

"Is there no one who can defeat that guy?" Yang Zhen asked curiously.

The Holy Lord of Tianshan shook his head and said, "Among the younger generation, Luo Shanyang is almost invincible!"

Yang Zhen patted Li Qingfeng on the shoulder and asked, "You can't beat him either?"

Li Qingfeng's expression froze, he snorted lightly, and said nothing.

Obviously, looking at the expression on Li Qingfeng's face, he also challenged Luo Shanyang, but the result... at least he didn't gather any inner demons.

Yang Zhen looked at Fu Yao who was standing next to him. Fu Yao smiled, shook her head and said, "I have never competed with Luo Shanyang, but I am probably not his opponent."

Yang Zhen became even more curious about Luo Shanyang! In midair, at some point, the sword intent in the sky changed a little. Yang Zhen was stunned, looked up into the air, and immediately took a breath.

The endless sword intent seemed to be pulled by some kind of force and began to slowly condense into long swords. These long swords did not have any sharp aura, and their shapes were strange. Each sword looked like a spike and was very slender.

Yang Zhen really felt strange, and the crowd suddenly exclaimed.

"It's the Liu Xin Sword. It's actually the Liu Xin Sword of the Sword Maniac. Could it be that the Sword Maniac has established a connection with the sword spirit?"

"It must have established a connection. Maybe it has been recognized by the sword spirit. This sword energy in the sky was emitted by the sword spirit. Now it has turned into the appearance of Liu Xin Sword. Doesn't that explain the problem?"

…

Hearing the discussions around him, Yang Zhen's face turned strange. What these people said seemed to make sense. If the sword spirit had not recognized the so-called sword maniac, would it have condensed the invisible sword energy in the sky into a sword shape?

And it’s the sword shape of Liu Xinjian?

The Holy Lord of Tianshan and Jiulong looked at each other and saw the solemnity in each other's eyes.

Yang Zhen shrugged his shoulders. That was good. He could go home now. The sword spirit had already recognized Luo Shanyang. This kind of creature only recognized one master in its entire life. Even if he chopped Luo Shanyang to pieces now, he would not be able to get the sword spirit.

At this moment, Jiulong suddenly snorted and said, "It's not easy to get the recognition of the sword spirit, but Luo Shanyang does have some talent. Now we don't have to look for him everywhere, so let's go and take a look."

The Saint Lord of Tianshan nodded and said with a smile: "Among the younger generation this time, the one whose swordsmanship attainments are high enough to attract our attention seems to be only Luo Shanyang. The Saint Son of Yaoguang Holy Land can barely be counted as one."

If the Holy Son Yaoguang can barely be counted as one, then the two of them cannot catch up to this height even if they ride on flying swords.

As for Fu Yao and Li Qingfeng, the two of them should barely be counted as one, right?

Du Kang and Ma Huicao secretly looked towards Fu Yao and Li Qingfeng, and saw that they had solemn looks on their faces.

Immediately, the four of them turned their eyes to Yang Zhen at the same time.

Yang Zhen blinked at the four people, as if it had nothing to do with him, and followed behind Jiulong with a curious look on his face, which made everyone want to hit him! Among the younger generation, Luo Shanyang is undoubtedly the one who is most likely to be recognized by the sword spirit, followed by the Holy Son of Yaoguang, Fu Yao and Li Qingfeng, and as for Yang Zhen...

Yang Zhen is indeed a man of some talent, but he has a perverse personality and his style of doing things is too unconventional, so no one can predict what he can and cannot do.

If he could capture all ten sword spirits as he boasted to the Holy Lord, then Luo Shanyang would really be unworthy.

Li Qingfeng snorted and said, "This is a true competition of swordsmanship. We can tell whether Yang Zhen is good or not at a glance."

Fu Yao nodded and said, "Let's not talk about Luo Shanyang, even the Saint Yaoguang is probably much better than Yang Zhen in swordsmanship. I wonder what kind of sparks will be created when the three of them meet."

“Collision?” Li Qingfeng glanced at Yang Zhen and said meaningfully, “I wonder if Yang Zhen can catch the eye of Saint Yaoguang!”

There is no wrong version in the 1619 book forum!

The implication was very clear. With Yang Zhen's attainments in swordsmanship, he would definitely not be in Luo Shanyang's eyes. As for the Holy Son Yaoguang, Li Qingfeng couldn't say for sure.

Fu Yao was stunned, laughed and shook her head, and didn't say anything else.

However, Li Qingfeng also spoke to Fu Yao's heart. As the most outstanding young generation disciple of Yaoguang Holy Land, according to various rumors, Yang Zhen may not be able to compare to him.

In fact, there was no need for everyone to deliberately look for Luo Shanyang's whereabouts, they could just go to crowded places.

While everyone had their own thoughts, the group soon arrived at where Luo Shanyang and others were.

Especially Fu Yao and Li Qingfeng, they saw Luo Shanyang sitting cross-legged almost at a glance, with sword light all around him, looking dazzling.

At the second glance, they saw the Holy Son Yaoguang standing aside with a solemn expression. Although he was not as dazzling as Luo Shanyang, he was also one of the most dazzling people among those present.

Compared with these two people, Yang Zhen... really doesn't have any shining points at all.

Even the eyes of most people around were on Fu Yao, Li Qingfeng and others. Yang Zhen, who was following behind Jiulong, was like a passerby and no one paid any attention to him.

The corners of Li Qingfeng's mouth gradually rose, and he finally found a sense of existence.

In such an occasion full of geniuses, it is obvious that Yang is really unknown.

Li Qingfeng gradually raised his head and cast his eyes on Yang Zhen, who was still full of curiosity. Suddenly, he heard a scream that sounded like the Son of Yaoguang:

“Yang Yang Yang… Yang Zhen?”

Wow! As soon as the words fell, the whole mountaintop was boiling.

Li Qingfeng: “???”

Is Yang Zhen so famous?

(End of this chapter)