"When-" An invisible ripple in the air swayed, and Ge Xinglie caught the trace that flashed by, raised his sword to block, and the two long swords parted with a touch, and Ge Xinglie's body shook slightly. Qin Yan didn't stop spinning, and another sword slashed straight down, the angle was not the same as the previous sword, but the strength was even more powerful. Ge Xinglie was unwilling to retreat, and swung his sword again to meet him. I heard another rapid and sharp sword sound, which was connected with the aftermath of the previous sword, which pierced people's eardrums extremely uncomfortable. And Ge Xinglie finally couldn't fully resist the fierce momentum, and suddenly took two steps back, adjusting his posture to meet Qin Yan's third sword.

After struggling to connect the two swords, Ge Xinglie had already figured out the trick of Qin Yan's sword, and was about to break through his defenses with the next sword. However, to his surprise, this third sword was completely different from the first two swords, and as soon as the sword qi shook in the air, it turned into a large sword wave, carrying an unpredictable coldness that struck him from all angles in all directions. Ge Xinglie cursed secretly, feeling that the sword intent surging from three sides at the same time was really difficult to resist, so he had to retreat after breaking through the two sword qis, and flew back for more than ten steps.

Qin Yan took advantage of his retreat, and also turned over from the air and landed on the ground, stabilizing his figure.

The onslaught from mid-air just now was also a strategy of last resort in a desperate situation. A strong swordsman will try to avoid fighting enemies in the air, as his body will not be able to adjust easily in mid-air, and he will likely leave an opportunity for his opponent to take advantage of. Fortunately, he just took advantage of the momentum of his body to launch a rush attack, but instead forced Ge Xinglie to retreat. But if Ge Xinglie is determined to fight hard and force him to be unable to land, then he is in danger.

The duel between these two top swordsmen, the rabbit rises and falls, changes rapidly, and the end is extremely thrilling. Yuyang was silent at some point, and many people were dazzled, barely able to keep up with the figures of the two people, but they also held their breath, paying attention to every change on the field.

Under the cangwu tree, Wei Fei's face was solemn, and he said in a low voice: "Ge Xinglie is really powerful, and he even hides his true strength in such a dangerous situation......"

Yue Ling unconsciously clenched Gong Yun's right hand and whispered, "But he is still not my brother's opponent, my brother will definitely win!" That being said, on her fair face, she still couldn't hide that worried look.

And Gong Yunsleeve closely observed the situation in the field, and had no time to comfort her. Even, as a supreme master whose vision was far superior to Yue Ling's, although she tried her best to maintain her calm on the surface, the anxiety and panic in her heart were much stronger. Every time the two powerful sword intents in the field clashed, she felt a trembling sensation like an electric shock from the bottom of her heart, and she desperately opened her eyes wide, but with great fear, for fear that there would be a scene of flesh and blood flying in the next moment.

The fight between the two swordsmen was too fast, looking at the chaotic and violent sword waves, who could maintain their inner peace?

And at this moment, there is another person who has similar feelings to Gong Yunchong, and that is Xiaoxiang behind Yan Yu. She is not like Gong Yunsleeve who can still maintain the calm on the surface, and her face has already turned pale. When she saw the gap on Qin Yan's sword, she bit her lip with all her might, so that she didn't let out an exclamation.

As the two figures in the field were temporarily separated, the small gap on Qin Yan's sword was also discovered by more people. While the two looked at each other from afar, the whispers on the top of Yuyang gradually became louder.

"What happened to Senior Brother Qin's sword?"

"Oops, this kid ...... Ge Xingyeol"

In the midst of the noise, the corners of Lu Tong's mouth opened slightly, and the laugh lines spread: "It turned out that it was not beyond my expectations, and you were the one who died...... Gong Yunsleeve, looking at your nervous appearance, you don't want to replace him, right? Hehe, what's the use of worrying, just wait for his death. But that's not a good thing for you......" The melodious voice gradually deepened, and no one dared to approach her a few paces away, so no one could hear the trace of loneliness at the end of her words......

In the field, Ge Xinglie and Qin Yan looked at each other coldly from a distance of more than ten steps, and each took the opportunity to recover his strength.

Ge Xinglie's gaze wandered over Qin Yan, and when it landed on his sword, a cold smile gradually appeared on his face: "Senior brother, your swordsmanship is not bad, but the sword you use is not very good!"

Qin Yan said lightly: "This sword naturally can't be compared to your Ziyan Sword, but it is a relic left by a friend, and it has a special meaning for me. Unexpectedly, it was destroyed in your hands. ”

"Hehe, no matter how special it is, if you can't save your life, it's just scrap copper and iron. Senior brother, I will help you remove the veil of hypocrisy, and you should be grateful to me. Ge Xinglie's gaze gradually moved upward, and finally landed on Qin Yan's throat. He even stuck out his tongue and licked his chapped lips, not hiding the bloodthirsty desire in his eyes. Seeing him like this, many people had a look of horror on their faces. Gong Yunchong scolded even more hatefully: "This disgusting demon!"

Qin Yan looked at Ge Xinglie indifferently and asked, "How do you think I can be grateful to you?"

"Why don't you give me your life, and by the way, you can go down to meet your friend, maybe he's been waiting for you, what do you think?" Ge Xing's hideous face was covered with a dark halo, and a deep voice spat out from his caustic lips, spreading the smell of blood in the space.

Qin Yan stared at him, with the same cold smile on his face: "I think that taking your life as compensation is worthy of his gift!" His voice was slightly hoarse, slow and heavy, making the lingering blood in the air a little thicker.

Ge Xinglie's eyes narrowed, and he said with a cruel smile: "Oh, my life?" As the last word came out, the terrifying murderous aura that had been stored to the extreme exploded, and the dark shadows in front of him surged, covering all the colors between heaven and earth in an instant. Qin Yan swung a sword forward with strong luck, and his body was rushed back sharply by this unstoppable torrent. The wind in his ears was sudden, and there was a sudden chill behind him, he instinctively sensed that something was wrong, and the long sword in his right hand was suddenly handed back, only to hear a crisp sound, and hit the pitch-black evil sword that had quietly come behind him at some point, shaking his body. There was no time to think about anything more, and he spun his body sharply, turning into a phantom and turning south.

At this time, he heard a chill in the back of his head and approached, and Qin Yan had to turn around to block. A dark halo of light poured in from all directions, filling his body like a deep swamp quagmire, completely enveloping his figure.

'This guy's speed, so fast!'

At this time, Qin Yan knew that it was futile to run in either direction, so he simply stabilized his body in place and calmly responded to Ge Xinglie's offensive.