The two sandalwood swords were held in the hands of Wei Changfeng and Han Ye respectively.

This wooden sword is exactly the same size and style as the standard long sword, and even the weight is similar to that of the fine iron sword. It is made of hundreds of years of star-patterned red sandalwood, which is of great value and is not affordable to ordinary people.

There are special magic arrays etched on the sword body. As long as the holder injects a trace of true energy or qi, it will cause damage and shattering of the sword body. However, it is normal to use hard as gold and iron, which is most suitable for uninjured sword skills.

Since star-patterned red sandalwood is often used to make stationery such as pen holders and pen holders, this kind of wooden sword is also called a literary sword.

Of course, because the materials of Wenjian are expensive and difficult to make, they have no meaning to the sect, so they are only popular among famous families, and Douwenjian comes from this.

As the second son of the Marquis of Huainan, Han Ye is undoubtedly a master. He held the sword in his hand and waved it casually to pull out a small sword flower. His movements were elegant and skillful, with indescribable chic.

The guests present lit up their eyes and shouted!

As for those maids, they even looked at their eyes radiating, and their eyes were full of touching their hearts.

Just talking about appearance and style, Han Ye is undoubtedly stronger than Wei Changfeng.

Wei Changfeng held the wooden sword casually, pointing to the ground with a slanted point, his expression calmly and silent. Although it was impossible to see the depth, it could not attract applause.

"Good sword!"

Han Ye tried the sandalwood sword in his hand, nodded with satisfaction and said, "Jing Yunye is indeed extraordinary. Today I will try it out with the sword. I would like to ask Mr. Wei for more advice!"

Although he was polite, the arrogance between his eyebrows could not be concealed, as if he was sure to win.

"Please make a move!"

It was actually let Wei Changfeng take the lead!

The entire hall suddenly became quiet. The guests opened their eyes wide and watched the upcoming battle between dragons and tigers. Only see who the Seven-Star Swords fell!

“Okay”

Wei Changfeng smiled faintly and took a step forward without any speed.

He took this step and landed silently, but his momentum was revealed in an instant, like the surging tide of the sea, crushing towards his opponent in a mighty manner!

Listening to the thunder in silence, Wei Changfeng seemed to suddenly become a human being in the senses of the guests. It seemed that his figure suddenly became particularly tall and majestic, as if he was like a mountain or a mountain incomparable.

A sound of gasping in the air suddenly sounded around.

Few people present were mediocre people, and there were also powerful warriors. A few of them with great eyesight and rich experience immediately judged that the momentum displayed by Wei Changfeng was clearly the sword intent!

Although he was holding the sword, his sword intent came out of his body, which means that he turned into a sword, carrying the mighty momentum of Pei Mo Nengyu, and attacked Han Ye.

Wei Changfeng did not draw his sword, but the sword intent had already been drawn!

The feeling of bystanders is like this. As Wei Changfeng's opponent, Han Ye is really in a bad mood!

He had never encountered such a situation before. Everyone used sword moves to fight each other, and they fought back and forth. Whoever had a stronger sword technique, faster response, and more skilled tactics would win.

Wei Changfeng didn't care about this at all and directly crushed him with his sword spirit!

This is cheating!

Han Ye couldn't help but roar in his heart, and his face suddenly turned red.

However, the second son of the Marquis of Huainan could not accuse Wei Changfeng because the sandalwood sword held in Wei Changfeng's hand was safe and sound. The latter did not use any internal strength, so naturally he did not violate the rules of Dou Wenjian.

But his sword spirit has put an extremely huge pressure on Han Ye.

Han Ye felt as if he was in a torrent, and he was at risk of being swallowed at any time. Even though Wei Changfeng didn't even raise his wrist, he was unable to resist.

The so-called "no move is better than a move, but that's it!

Wei Changfeng took a step forward, Han Ye's body began to tremble and shake, and beads of sweat the size of beans seeped out of his forehead.

When Wei Changfeng took the second step again, he finally took a step back unbearable, holding the sandalwood sword tightly with both hands, trying to counterattack but unable to use it.

This scene fell into the eyes of the guests, and everyone looked very strange.

What they wanted to see was a wonderful competition, but the result was not as expected.

"kill!"

Wei Changfeng's right foot was barely on the ground, and Han Ye could no longer bear it. He condensed all his courage and strength into the sword in his hand, and roared and slashed towards Wei Changfeng.

The second son of the Huainan Marquis had no choice. If he did not fight back, he would be completely crushed by Wei Changfeng's sword momentum and would lose all his face in front of everyone.

It should be said that his counterattack was still a bit imposing. His wrists, arms, double and waist were exerting force at the same time. The sandalwood sword made a low roar under the air, slashing towards Wei Changfeng's throat. The angle and strength of the attack were quite good at the level of swordsmanship.

However, this competition ended here. At the moment when Han Ye fought back hard, Wei Changfeng took action.

The wooden sword in his hand was raised first, and then straightened to his opponent's chest.

The sword came first, carrying the previous sword intent and aura, and hit Han Ye hard!

The blunt sword tip had not touched Han Ye's robe yet. The second son of the Huainan Hou was hit by a sledgehammer involuntarily flew backwards, and then fell to the ground in a mess.

Even the wooden sword in his hand flew out, but was caught by the middle-aged man sitting on the right side of Ip Man-tung.

After succeeding with one blow, Wei Changfeng calmly took back the wooden sword and did not continue to take action.

Because there is no need for that.

He looked at his opponent who was lying on the ground and was in a small curvaceous manner.

The sword intent that Wei Changfeng used against Han Ye was exactly the "fire flow" he realized in the giant waterfall in the Nine Netherlands!

Combined with the method of "Sword Intention True Interpretation", he derived this sword intent to an extremely high level. He once defeated the true disciple of the Dawn Peak with one sword, Gu Tianlei, who was innate the third level of the innate heaven, was naturally extremely powerful.

Of course, because it was Douwen Sword and at the birthday party, Wei Changfeng did not make any real ruthless moves. He stopped the sword intent as soon as he released. Otherwise, even if he could not use the innate qi, it would be enough to severely damage Han Ye.

Even so, Han Ye threw away his helmet and armor under the bombardment of the "Fire Flow" sword intent, and had no ability to resist and resist, so he could not lose any more.

"Han Gongzi"

Wei Changfeng held the hilt of the sword with both hands, clasped his fists and said lightly: "I admit it!"

Hearing this sentence, Han Ye's body was already filled with blood and blood, his eyes turned black and he almost spit out blood on the spot.

He was so embarrassed in this competition!
Chapter completed!