After two reinforcements were defeated in succession, Yuan Zhengshan's face was so ugly that it could not be described.

"You actually still have the mind to pay attention to others." Yuan Tiansheng on the opposite side was carrying a knife on his back, the blade light was extremely powerful, and his eyes were as sharp as torches.

Yuan Zhengshan heard his sarcasm and snorted coldly: "I don't need to use all my strength to defeat you."

"Then give it a try." Yuan Tiansheng looked calm as usual.

However, if Yuan Zhengshan had observed carefully, he would have seen the waves in his eyes, which was the excitement that was difficult to suppress. Yuan Zhengshan did not know all this.

Yuan Zhengshan didn't move, but Yuan Tiansheng moved first. He rushed over quickly, and the long sword in his hand vibrated buzzingly.

This time was not like before, where every strike was a test. He started to get serious, and the first strike was the 100th strike of Yi Tian.

Like a roaring tiger, huge power poured out.

“Well done!” Yuan Zhengshan sneered, “You are just the 100th sword master in Yitian, and you dare to embarrass yourself in front of me. Yuan Tiansheng, this will be the most wrong decision you will ever make in your life.”

Both of them practiced sword skills, and their swords were very similar, but one was an extremely rare high-level spiritual weapon, and the other was a mid-level spiritual weapon. The different levels had different auxiliary powers.

Yuan Zhengshan also used the 100th sword of Yitian, but he was not worried at all that he would lose to Yuan Tiansheng with this sword, not to mention that he still had five swords behind that Yuan Tiansheng did not have.

The result is obvious. Although Yuan Zhengshan doesn't understand where Yuan Tiansheng's confidence comes from, he doesn't want to explore it.

Because he had never thought that the other people in the Yuan family would have learned more Yi Tian swords than him.

In order to prevent other members of the Yuan family from developing disloyalty or stealing the ancestral high-level sword technique, the Yi Tian Sword, the successive patriarchs of the Yuan family passed down the Yi Tian Sword to the next generation through word of mouth.

That is to say, without his consent, it would be impossible for other people in this generation to learn the Yi Tian Sword, and all the previous family heads had passed away long ago, so he was the only one in this generation who knew the five swords after the one hundred Yi Tian Swords.

Just as he was thinking, Yuan Zhengshan suddenly heard a roar from the opposite side.

"Yi Tian's 101st Knife!"

A more powerful and sharp light, with a devastating force, instantly covered the sword light in front.

"Impossible!" Yuan Zhengshan's face was full of shock. After two seconds of horror, he responded hastily. Without time to accumulate too much energy, he chopped out the same move.

The two forces created a hurricane, and then canceled each other out, revealing two figures in the smoke.

"Why do you know the 101st sword of Yi Tian?" Yuan Zhengshan's hair was disheveled with rage, and his eyes stared at Yuan Tiansheng as if he was going to eat someone.

It is obvious that only the head of the Yuan family can use the sword skills after Yi Tian’s hundred swords.

He definitely had not made a mistake just now, that was the 101st strike of the Yi Tian Sword.

Seeing Yuan Zhengshan showing a crazy expression as he expected, Yuan Tiansheng was very pleased, "There are still many things you don't know. Next, have a good taste of my Yi Tian Sword."

Yuan Zhengshan had a bad feeling. Since Yuan Tiansheng could use the 101st sword move, did it mean that he had also learned the next four sword moves? But where did he learn them from?

In an instant, countless possibilities flashed through his mind, and the one that made him most certain was that there was a traitor in the Yuan family.

“Even if you have learned the latter part of the Yi Tian Sword, so what? You have only been learning for too short a time, and your spiritual weapon level is not as good as mine. I can still kill you with my sword.” Yuan Zhengshan said gloomily.

Yuan Tiansheng didn't waste any more words with him. He swung out his long sword again, each blade beam becoming sharper and more powerful than the last.

Yuan Zhengshan recognized that this was Yi Tian’s 102nd sword.

He recognized the sword technique that had accompanied him for many years at a glance, but what shocked him was that the sword energy contained in this sword seemed to be even more intense.

Yuan Zhengshan didn't believe in evil. The Yi Tian Sword had been with him for decades. Every time he took action, the Yi Tian Sword would be able to kill another person for him.

If I were to say who is most familiar with the Yi Tian Sword, I would think it would be him.

At this moment, Yuan Zhengshan's murderous intent towards Yuan Tiansheng reached its peak. He must not let him live anymore and must not let him pass on the Yuan family's Yi Tian Sword. The Yi Tian Sword can only belong to the Yuan family and to him, Yuan Zhengshan.

Thinking of this, the murderous intent in Yuan Zhengshan's eyes became restrained. When a person suddenly calms down, it is the calm before the storm. The next moment, the storm is bound to come.

Yuan Zhengshan's figure flashed in the air, and when he appeared again, he was holding a mutated marine creature in his hand and threw it directly at the Yi Tian Sword that Yuan Tiansheng was wielding.

The mutated marine creature only had time to let out a shrill scream before it was chopped into pieces by the blade of the Yi Tian Sword.

Yuan Zhengshan used this time difference to brew his strongest sword attack, the 105th Sword of Yi Tian.

"Yuan Tiansheng, I originally wanted you to live a little longer and tell me the origin of the Yi Tian Sword. Since you force me to do so, now I will let you taste the power of the Yi Tian Sword No. 105. I want to see how you take it!"

"Since you want a quick victory so badly, I will grant your wish." Yuan Tiansheng said calmly. Yuan Zhengshan wanted to decide the outcome with the one hundred and fifth strike, right? Today he would personally shatter his delusion!

The air surged, and countless spiritual energy and evil spirits on the Sea of ​​Death surged towards the two people's direction. Thick clouds rolled like the rolling Yangtze River, and the momentum was strong to the extreme.

"Is this the most powerful strike of the Yi Tian Sword?" The strong men nearby all felt this powerful momentum and looked in the direction of the two people with surprise in their eyes.

"Is Yuan Zhengshan going to get serious so soon?" President Yu said in surprise after repelling a reinforcement from the Yuan family.

Ban Wei and Yuan Zhengshan did not have much interaction, but he had heard that Yuan Zhengshan had killed countless powerful opponents with the Yi Tian Sword.

"Isn't his opponent Yuan Tiansheng? Although Yuan Tiansheng is strong, he shouldn't be able to force Yuan Zhengshan to use Yitian's strongest sword."

Ban Wei had no intention of mocking Yuan Tiansheng, he was just telling the truth.

Everyone else knew about it, too, and didn't have any thoughts.

"No, the sword used by Yuan Tiansheng is clearly the Yi Tian Sword, so why does it seem to be stronger than the one used by Yuan Zhengshan?" Sima Yang's face changed.

The expressions of several powerful men also changed. After taking a closer look, they finally confirmed that Sima Yang was right.

"The power of this sword is even stronger than Yuan Zhengshan's Yi Tian 105th Sword. Could it be..."

No one said what happened next, but everyone guessed that Yuan Tiansheng also learned the sword techniques after the 100th strike of the Yi Tian Sword.

You have to know that the Yuan family values ​​the Yi Tian Sword even more than other heirlooms that are regarded as family heirlooms. They never pass it on easily even to their own sons. Historically, only the head of the family can practice the Yi Tian Sword. Where did Yuan Tiansheng learn it? It can't be possible that Yuan Zhengshan taught him himself.

"I don't believe it!" Yuan Zhengshan naturally felt the gap when facing Yuan Tiansheng's knife. The shock in his heart was stronger than anyone else's. His face turned red, and when he roared, the blue veins on his forehead and neck were exposed, like hideous earthworms crawling on his face.

Seeing that everything was almost ready, Yuan Tiansheng started to act decisively.

The sword energy was rich and abundant, so full that it began to overflow automatically.

When the blades of the two knives came into contact, one side began to disintegrate. Although the speed was slow, the longer the time, the faster the disintegration became.

Yuan Tiansheng pressed the knife down again, and the speed of the falling knife light began to increase. Yuan Zhengshan's knife broke, and the remaining knife light fell on him.

A stream of blood spurted out from the sky, and Yuan Zhengshan flew backwards with blood all over his chest. However, he ignored his injuries, muttering to himself, looking at Yuan Tiansheng in disbelief.

"The 106th Yi Tian Sword? How is that possible? The Yi Tian Sword clearly only has 105 swords, how can there be a 106th sword? This must be fake."

"Of course your Yuan family's Yi Tian Sword technique only has one hundred and five swords. This is my Yi Tian Sword, not your Yuan family's." Yuan Tiansheng put away the sword and said coldly.

“Impossible, impossible!” Yuan Zhengshan’s face twitched violently. “Apart from the Yuan family’s Yi Tian Sword, how could there be another Yi Tian Sword? The Yuan family’s Yi Tian Sword cannot be a defective product!”

"Whether you believe it or not, you lose." After defeating Yuan Zhengshan, Yuan Tiansheng did not feel the joy of victory, because defeating Yuan Zhengshan would not make Tianping's body better, so what was the point.

"I see, that's how it is!"

At this moment, a sudden voice suddenly rang out.

Yuan Tiansheng looked in the direction of the voice and saw Mr. Huang, who was looking at him in surprise.

"Master Yuan, his Yi Tian Sword was given to me by your good grandson Gao Han. No wonder it always looked familiar to me. It must have been at that time that he passed the Yi Tian Sword technique to Yuan Tiansheng. That must be the complete Yi Tian Sword." Old Huang shouted loudly.

Yuan Zhengshan immediately raised his head, wishing he could fly over and grab Huang Lao's collar, "What did you say? Say it again, how could Gao Han have the complete sword technique of Yi Tian Dao!"

This made him more uncomfortable than Yuan Tiansheng stealing the Yuan family's swordsmanship.

"I won't remember it wrongly. That time you asked my brother and I to kill Yuan Tiansheng. Later, Zhongli Tingzhou took action and killed my brother. Before I escaped, I saw with my own eyes that Gao Han was holding a book of swordsmanship in his hand. It looked very similar to the Yi Tian Sword you showed me before."

The more he recalled, the deeper the impression of Mr. Huang became.

Like a bolt from the blue, Yuan Zhengshan could no longer deceive himself.

The last five swords of the Yi Tian Sword were only passed down to successive patriarchs in the Yuan family, but the first one hundred swords were all copied out according to the original form. The Yi Tian Sword technique that he showed to Mr. Huang was exactly the first set.

"So that's how it is." Yuan Zhengshan laughed. In the end, he was not defeated by Yuan Tiansheng, but by Gao Han, whom he had initially looked down upon.

"Yuan Zhengshan, I want to ask you, is there an antidote for the life-eating poison? As long as you give me the antidote, I can spare your life!" Yuan Tiansheng didn't want to hear any more nonsense and asked anxiously.

Yuan Tiansheng laughed crazily and looked at him, "Life-eating poison? How could there be an antidote? I won't use anything with an antidote."

"It was you who poisoned Tianping back then!" Although he had expected this, Yuan Tiansheng's eyes still turned red with anger when he heard him admit it.