Zhang Mochou asked, "Why are you shaking your head?" Do you think this competition is not exciting enough?"

Li Xingchen smiled: "It's okay, it's exciting." ”

"It's a pity, the results are coming soon. ”

Li Xingchen shook his head: "There is still a bitter battle." ”

Zhang Mochou: "How is it possible, Chu Feng has already cut off Bei Boping's strings with a sword, you must know that the people of Qi Yuefu, the most powerful way to attack is to play the piano and stroke the strings, and now that the strings are broken, Bei Boping has no chance to say it." ”

Li Xingchen smiled: "Otherwise, take a good look." ”

In the field, it is not as simple as just said, but there have been a lot of reversals.

Bei Boping was hit and broke the strings, and the famous and decent people in the audience had already begun to applaud, and the left-handed sword that came out of the wind had already begun to show its hideousness.

Over the years, Chu Feng has experienced many battles, and gradually his left-handed sword has also changed from a hidden and unknown hole card to a well-known thing in the capital and county.

Chu Feng was carrying a long sword in his left hand, standing alone in the field, his breath was extremely fast, and he looked at Bei Boping coldly.

"How?"

Bei Boping was not embarrassed, he was cut off the strings, but he was more calm, and smiled: "Yes, it is worthy of Chu Feng, who is invincible in his left-handed swordsmanship, but his sword skills are much worse than your swordsmanship." ”

Chu Feng sneered: "The weapon is just capable, now that you are playing the qin, how should you stroke the qin?"

"How can the eldest husband be restricted by a weapon, today I will show you Bei Boping, the real Fuqin and sword breaking technique of our Qile Mansion. ”

Fuqin Breaking Swordsmanship, the language implication obviously refers to Chu Feng's long sword that cannot defeat him.

Chu Feng: "I don't know if you have the courage to say such a thing?"

Changing to a left-handed sword, Chu Feng's moves became more neat, crisp and neat, and a sword went west, like a long rainbow through the sun, calm and fast.

Hokuba sat down calmly.

Swinging his legs and sitting in the field, he chuckled, turned his palm, and between his hands was actually holding half of the broken strings at the same time.

The audience sounds like an ordinary and pleasant piano sound, and people with a heart, if they have studied music theory when they practice martial arts, they can distinguish that the other party's trick is a piece of music, and it is actually a piece of music, which does not make people feel harsh at all.

The strings are broken, even if everyone is a piano method, they can't play a piece completely, but Beibo Pingju is a stubborn movement composed into a not weak chapter.

Chu Feng stood in place, only feeling that he was surrounded by millions of male soldiers, and in the bursts of piano sounds around him, all of them turned into soldiers holding soldiers, rushing towards him with murderous faces, and every time he roared, he carried a shocking killing intention.

From the perspective of the audience, it was the second when Bei Boping started to play the piano, and Chu Feng was like a sculpture, frozen in place.

He did not speak, nor did he speak.

Just staring into the distance with dull eyes, his right hand clenched into a fist, and his left hand holding a sword.

It turned out to be an interesting scene.

Bei Bo is smiling, holding the piano in his calm hands, and playing his index finger and thumb at the same time with calm eyes, and the audience does not look like watching a fight.

On the contrary, it was like watching a music theory appreciation meeting, Bei Boping was the one who played the piano, and Chu Feng was the other party's bosom friend.

The people in the audience who have a bad taste have already made up a big drama in their minds.

Such a quiet atmosphere in the arena was interrupted in a second, as at present, when it was still a comfortable scene just now, Chu Feng suddenly spit out a mouthful of blood.

An extra bloody hole in his chest.

The whole person's eyes turned out to be sober.

The audience couldn't help but feel for a while, and their hearts rose to their throats.

When the strings of Bei Boping were cut just now, I thought that the battle was going to end, but I didn't expect that the other party's strings were cut, and it didn't affect Fuqin at all.

On the contrary, Chu Feng, who had always thought that he was going to have the upper hand, after the strings of Bei Boping broke, he used a song to stab a bloody hole in the opponent's chest.

The people in the Demon Sect were overjoyed, and they couldn't wait to let out a long roar into the sky. The decent people were worried that their genius Chu Feng would lose to Bei Boping.

The two people in the field were calm.

The blood hole in Chu Feng's chest slowly recovered, but a trace of blood still oozed from the corner of his mouth.

Beibo plucked the strings, and a scar suddenly appeared on Chu Feng's chest again, as if someone had stabbed it with a sharp knife.

Bei Boping smiled and asked, "How can it be close to me?" If not, your left-handed sword can already be abandoned. ”

He was right.

If Chu Feng can't enter a few meters in front of Bei Boping, then his long sword can indeed be discarded, because the other party's piano method is fierce and fast, as long as he is caught in trouble by the sound of the piano at the beginning, then the subsequent attacks will be wave after wave, if he can't find a breakthrough, then there is no chance of winning.

Chu Feng sneered: "It's okay." ”

The blood hole suddenly vanished.

Chu Feng drew a sword horizontally.

Bei Boping fluctuated the strings at great speed, and his body jumped up, rotating three hundred and sixty degrees like Chu Feng.

But there was no time to dodge, Chu Feng's sword qi had already arrived in front of him.

Even though Bei Boping's body had risen to the sky, he still couldn't help but receive a heavy blow to his back at this moment, and his skin suddenly opened and flesh opened, and a mouthful of blood oozed from the corner of his mouth.

Reiki plays.

Forcefully suppressed the injuries and countercurrent blood in his body, Bei Boping took a deep breath, and rotated three hundred and sixty degrees to land smoothly.

Calmly straighten the two broken pianos again.

The blood and aura flowing backwards in the body are not comfortable.

Bei Boping is still not chaotic, Chu Feng may not be much better than him now, and after receiving a few moves that are not much less than sword qi, his body must be boiling now.

It is estimated that the body has already been injured, but it is confusing but true.

Chu Feng sneered, his index finger poked forward, and an aura flicked his fingers and strings.

Bei Boping turned around.

Just dodged this trick.

In front of Chu Feng's body rioting, he cut off the strings again with a sharp sword.

Bei Boping retreated, pulled a full three meters away, and sat in the corner on the edge of the ring.

Chu Feng's reaction during the battle and his sense of battle were not bad at all, and he was even a few points stronger, such as the one just now.

If Chu Feng chose to defend, then he couldn't even take the slightest advantage, but it was Chu Feng's clever choice to resist Bei Boping's injury, and his body rioted here again, directly cutting off the opponent's strings with a sword.

Completely pulled the right to take the lead back to himself.

Chu Feng sneered: "Distance? The Sword Sect's body technique is also a must." ”

His body flickered, and in an instant, he plunged directly into the opponent's body at close range again, not intending to give the opponent the slightest chance.

What you want is this kind of eager attack, which does not give you the slightest room to react, and uses the power of thunder to break up the power of your body.

Chu Feng had to choose this attack method, otherwise if he didn't close the distance, he and Bei Boping would be consumed like this.

The other party must have a big move in his hand, and the exercises are only one aspect, as for the means of long-range attacks, with Fuqin, the means of Qile Fu must be much stronger than them.

But the Sword Sect's body technique is indeed a first-class level.

The other party had just opened the distance, Chu Feng did not flinch at all, and between three or four sword moves, he pulled his position closer, broke into the weak point behind Bei Boping, and cut it off from the side with a sword.

Bei Boping took a deep breath and flipped the piano.

In this extremely fast moment, he reacted instantly, and made a lot of movements in a row.

The first is to tap the piano with the index finger, and forcefully hit the powerful scale attack, and once again share the index finger and thumb.

The move was sharp, and in a few fingers, it completely pierced into several key points of Chu Feng.

Chu Feng's sword also completely slashed into Bei Boping's right arm, cutting three inches alive, and then he couldn't get an inch closer.

Bei Boping shook his body, and with the huge power brought by the aura, he actually directly threw Chu Feng out and slammed it to the ground.

The injuries are already bone-staining.

If it weren't for the fact that in addition to practicing fingering and piano skills over the years, Bei Boping had also practiced physical skills for a period of time, plus Bei Boping had just used his aura to protect his right arm.

I'm afraid that it has already been cut off by Chu Feng now.

Bei Boping took a deep breath, and his right arm gradually recovered.

The living and the dead live with white bones.

For cultivators, the latter is actually nothing.

The former is even more difficult to achieve.

Now that the two are fighting, they have completely entered the white-hot stage, and it can be said that there were temptations in it before.

At this stage, the strength of the two has been verified, and they are not weak, and they have lived up to the name of the genius of the capital county.

What is fighting now is between the martial arts of various sects, who will be stronger.

Chu Feng: "Do you do it first or do I do it first?"

"Whatever you want. "The Fuqin that broke into a third-order under Bei Boping's feet broke into a fourth-order after a tap of his palm.

Bei Boping took a deep breath, his aura mastered the fourth-order fuqin, and without any pressure, he quietly looked at Chu Feng.

Chu Feng: "Last time I did it first, this time I let you come first." ”

Assertive.

At this point, Chu Feng became confident.

Bei Boping was silent, just plucking the strings, this time it was not as radical as before, this time it was the light and melodious sound in the Jiangnan kiln, which was intoxicating but fascinating.

"The name of the word brand is Lechengzi. Bei Boping said.

"My natal music, with martial arts, Xuan level. ”

Chu Feng snorted.

The sound of the piano was really different from before, as if it had been raised by a few notches, and under the calm and comfortable ballad, there was a silence and peace hidden before the storm.

This kind of blandness is the most deadly, especially if this kind of calm is still used by Beiboping.

Chu Feng was not afraid.

Still confident, the long sword was in his hand and he took a deep breath.