With just one sword, who could have thought that Yang Zhen would make Luo Shanyang's face swollen with just one sword.

Li Qingfeng was confused, Fu Yao was confused, the Saint Lord of Tianshan was confused, and the Saint Lord of Nine Dragons was also confused.

Even the arrogant Sword Demon looked at his beloved disciple covering his swollen face in confusion, and was unable to react for a while.

The corners of Saint Yaoguang's eyes twitched wildly, he knew this would be the result.

The whole mountain was boiling again. Everyone looked at Yang Zhen in disbelief. What happened to the promise of something new? What happened to the promise of a battle with swords and sabers, with waves rising up? One sword, Luo Shanyang couldn't even withstand it, his face was swollen?

"I'm going to kill you, you bastard!"

Luo Shanyang was enraged and rushed towards Yang Zhen with heavy steps. Even the Liu Xin Sword in his hand turned into the Liu Meixin Sword. All the seniors shook their heads. What was going on? Was he still the sword-crazed Luo Shanyang who said that all his peers were ants?

Bang! With a loud bang, Luo Shanyang flew in the same direction again and landed in the same place. The other half of his face was swollen.

Luo Shanyang climbed up again, looking at his Sword Demon Master in confusion, and yelled: "Master, he hit me!"

The Sword Demon snorted coldly and said, "I will beat you too!"

That’s right, the slap just now was delivered by the old Sword Demon, and it was so natural that many monks suffering from obsessive-compulsive disorder felt relieved immediately.

Both sides are swollen, now it feels good!

"Then...how can they be the same?" Luo Shanyang was really confused. He was beaten, but his master didn't teach Yang Zhen a lesson, but taught him a lesson instead? Is this still his real master? The Sword Demon snorted coldly, ignored Luo Shanyang, and walked towards Yang Zhen step by step.

A powerful aura burst out from the Sword Demon, and the terrifying power of the Sixth Heaven spread out. Yang Zhen raised his foot, but couldn't put it down no matter what.

"Boy, you are so brave to teach my disciple a lesson in front of me!"

Yang Zhen's face showed a trace of cold sweat. He stepped heavily on the ground, making the rocks rumble. He turned around slowly, with a harmless smile on his face, and said, "So, what are you going to do, senior?"

The Sword Demon's eyes narrowed, and he looked at Yang Zhen deeply, and said, "If you beat the younger ones, the older ones will naturally come out. Don't you know this common sense?"

Yang Zhen exclaimed, "I know, more than I know, this kind of thing is commonplace in our village, but... Senior, you seem to have forgotten that there are people standing behind me, and there are two of them!"

Jiulong and Tianshan Saint Lord only recovered from their surprise after hearing what Yang Zhen said. They looked at each other, Jiulong smiled bitterly and said, "This bastard!"

As he spoke, Jiulong came to Yang Zhen with a nonchalant look on his face, stared at the Sword Demon and said, "Old man, what do you want?"

Yang Zhen's eyes almost popped out. He never thought that Jiulong, this old guy, would be so disrespectful and act so easily. However, his attitude of protecting his child was really good! Tianshan Saint Lord suppressed his smile, walked slowly to Jiulong, and said slowly: "Senior Sword Demon, today is a contest between the younger generations. There is no need for us to intervene, right?"

There is really no need to intervene. This is something that has been agreed upon by many powerful people since the appearance of the Sword Spirit.

The disciples were allowed to try and fight for it, but the older generation did not take any action.

Because once the older generation takes action, no matter how accomplished they are in the way of the sword, they will not be recognized by the sword spirit. Instead, they will anger the sword spirit. Whoever takes away the sword spirit will be a sinner. All the major forces participating in this operation to subdue the sword spirit will not let this person go.

What can the older generation do? They have to watch obediently in front of the naughty kid Sword Spirit!

The Sword Demon snorted coldly, glanced at Jiulong and Tianshan Saint Lord, and said, "Okay, I can wait!"

There is no rush to kill people. Although the Sword Demon is called a demon, he is not stupid, and he is not an impulsive person.

Although these words sounded a bit cowardly, everyone present could see that Yang Zhen was doomed.

Once the matter of taming the Sword Spirit is completed, the Sword Demon will take action no matter who the Sword Spirit falls into. This can be clearly seen from the look in the Sword Demon's eyes when he looks at Yang Zhen.

Yang Zhen was not afraid at all, and even felt like laughing.

With Jiulong and Tianshan Saint Lord around, Yang Zhen is not afraid of anyone, even if Great Sage Fengli comes, Yang Zhen is not afraid.

Even if Jiulong and Tianshan Saint Lord were not there, it would not be easy for the Sword Demon to keep him, so what was there to be afraid of?

The Holy Lord of Tianshan stared blankly at Yang Zhen's arrogant appearance and glared at Jiulong.

Jiulong was shot while lying down, and could only smile bitterly and curse this little bastard!

When it comes to the ability to stir up trouble, Yang Zhen has never lost a battle!

Conquer the sword spirit?

Yes, conquer the sword spirit!

Luo Shanyang's eyes lit up and he looked like he wanted to laugh, but he couldn't. However, as expected of a genius, the swelling on both of his faces almost subsided in such a short time.

Everyone came here to subdue the sword spirit. Anyway, Yang Zhen had already offended the master to death, so how could he still be so arrogant?

Luo Shanyang really didn't expect that a young cultivator of the same generation could actually knock him away with just one sword. With that sword, Luo Shanyang could feel that the strength in Yang Zhen's body was not worse than his, and was even a little bit higher than his.

But so what?

There is no wrong version in the 1619 book forum!

The Luo Shanyang today is no longer the original Luo Shanyang, and he will never say things like people of the same generation are ants again.

After realizing this, Luo Shanyang was ready for someone better than him, but...

But Luo Shanyang always believed that when it comes to swordplay, except for his master, everyone else is his younger brother!

Isn’t it just about subduing the sword spirit?

If he can't beat Yang Zhen, then he will ruthlessly trample Yang Zhen under his feet by subduing the sword spirit, so that he will die with a feeling of depression.

Thinking of this, Luo Shanyang took a deep breath, his expression became sharp, and his eyes were like a long sword, staring at Yang Zhen's back.

"Serious, Luo Shanyang is serious!"

"How can I not be serious? When it comes to swordsmanship, if Luo Shanyang is second, no one of his generation dares to claim to be first."

"I just don't know how long Yang Zhen can hold on!"

Everyone was talking and watching the two tall figures gradually walking towards the top of the mountain.

Luo Shanyang laughed loudly and said, "Yang Zhen, I have established a connection with the sword spirit. If you hadn't come out of nowhere, the sword spirit would have been in my pocket. I hope you don't lose too badly."

Yang Zhen glanced at Luo Shanyang, shook his head and said, "How many times do I have to tell you before you understand? This saucy saint is here to subdue the sword spirit, not to compete with you. But if you want to compete, that's fine..."

Yang Zhen's eyes lit up and he said, "The Liu Xin Sword in your hand is a good thing. Do you want to take it out and gamble?"

"You..." Luo Shanyang glared at him and said, "You are wishful thinking. Do you think you want the Liu Xin Sword?"

Yang Zhen thought for a moment and said, "Well, I have a few sword techniques here, all of which were passed down from the prehistoric times, such as the Green Lotus Sword Song, Dugu Nine Swords, Tai Chi Sword, and the Eighteen Dragon Swords."

"Are...are you serious?" Luo Shanyang was worthy of his reputation as a sword maniac. When he heard the names of these sword techniques, his eyes lit up immediately.

Listen, what a high-sounding name, it must be an extraordinary sword technique, much more advanced than those sword techniques with names like Great Sun, Great Thunder, and Great Wind.

"Green Lotus Sword Song?" The Sword Demon narrowed his eyes in the crowd! "Green Lotus Sword Song?" Jiulong took a breath and muttered to himself: "How much does this bastard know?"

“Green Lotus Sword Song?” Tianshan Saint Lord exclaimed, “I didn’t expect that someone still remembers this name!”

(End of this chapter)