The two of them confronted each other silently on the stage, although they had not yet made a move, but the atmosphere had gradually deepened, and the qi of both sides was constantly testing and observing, waiting for the other party to usher in continuous blows once there was the slightest flaw.

The audience was also quiet and stagnant.

Shen Rou almost didn't dare to come out, and even her breathing slowed down.

She grabbed the sleeves of Lin Jingfeng beside her, her fingertips clenched tightly, and her joints were white, at this time, what girl's shy daughter's thoughts were thrown out of the clouds, just worried about her friends on the stage.

Although I don't know what I'm nervous about, after all, both sides have not officially started fighting, and whoever wins and who loses and who has the upper hand is a number of two by two, and the tension is completely blind at this time.

But what could she do? She was so nervous that she couldn't even breathe.

This is not just a psychological factor, the key is that the two swordsmen on the stage are probably the two strongest swordsmen in the Kyushu Jindan period, the best in sword cultivation, compared to other monks, they are a little more murderous, and they are competing with each other, and the conflict between qi and machine is so fierce that it can almost be said to be the most eye-catching game since the start of the competition.

The sword of resignation comes from Tuozhou, this big state has a steep terrain with the wind of antiquity, majestic and magnificent, but also mysterious, I don't know how many secrets in it, and this big state has always been more exclusive, but it is a lot of peerless power like a secluded place, and the wind of martial arts is extremely strong, the monks who come out here have always been able to fight three at a time, and the famous battle race in Kyushu!

Ning Qingqiu was in a wonderful state of emotion in his heart, not only was his blood boiling and he saw an opponent worthy of a battle, but he was also calm as ice and knew that the other party was the most uncertain opponent he had encountered since he had cultivated.

Not to mention the level of Qiye for the time being, even one finger can defeat her, there is no comparison at all, but this sword is different, both sides are sword cultivators, and the strength is almost the same, it can be said that the opponent has its own merits, Ning Qingqiu knows that this battle will probably be very difficult.

But there is pressure to be motivated, maybe it is an opportunity for yourself to break through!

And if she wasn't mistaken, the other party probably came to that point, so it is likely that she has the same purpose as her.

In that case—

Everyone is on the same path, and it's nothing, just take what you need.

"Ning Qingqiu, the sword name refines the heart. ”

She was solemn.

This is the respect that the other party deserves, and respecting one's opponent is the sincerity and respect for one's own kendo.

The heirs of retirement have always been silent, compared to icebergs like the Phoenix Xuannu, they are more like perennial snow-capped mountains, silent and bleak, with the magnificence of heaven and earth.

At this moment, his face was slightly relaxed, although he was still expressionless, but for him, it was already a rare moment of good mood.

In life, there are always enemies and friends are easy to find, but the opponents who are really worth looking for are those that can be met but not sought.

The long sword in his hand is jet black, the sword body is slender, the hilt of the sword is engraved with a hideous dragon head, and the corners of his mouth are grand.

With a fierce aura that swallows the sky and the earth.

Compared to the grade of the Heart Refining Sword, it can almost be said to be an artifact.

It's not that people take advantage of it, the key is that the sword of retirement is passed down from generation to generation, each generation of heirs is very protective of this sword, the sword does not leave the body, and the sword of death is passed down from generation to generation, even if it is an ordinary iron sword, it can be cultivated by so many masters for a long time, and it can also be advanced artifact.

"The contemporary heirs of the sword of resignation beg for a year. His facial features were flat, his eyebrows were extremely deep, and he was indifferent, and only when he saw his sword did he have a hint of heat, even scorching.

"Please advise!"

Coarse linen clothes, but with their own bearing, especially the white spots on the temples, even with a light gray, added a mystery to him, if the sword wants to hurt others, he must first hurt himself, pay for his life, the young man's white head, is the price he thinks is insignificant.

Begging for years, begging for the years to be there, so that he can have the opportunity to have plenty of time and life, but not for longevity, but just to have enough years to practice the sword of rest, and don't sigh before the swordsmanship is perfected!

This is what Master expects of Him.

The meaning of his life is for this swordsmanship, and he swore in front of his master's grave that he would inherit his life and achieve endless glory in the way of the sword!

The sword is like a dragon!

It wasn't until the sword light approached the sky like a moon-breaking moon that the sound of the sword roar sounded later, swishing and sharp, almost piercing the eardrums.

Ning Qingqiu didn't make a hard connection, he flew back sharply, begging for a year to be unforgiving, and the sword was as murderous as the black moon.

The sword of resignation, the sword is out of the life, and the death is suspended!

There are no more people of the same rank who can survive under his sword than one palm!

Ning Qingqiu's eyes were deep, like ice for thousands of years.

I still remember what Qiye said to her in my mind, the edge of the sword is too strong, remember not to fight hard, this sword path is weird, the sword qi of the sword is even more implied to the mystery of the reincarnation of life and death, although it is not as terrifying as the sword of the sword, but in the end, it is in the same vein, and the danger of damage to the foundation of longevity is extremely great, if Ning Qingqiu does not temporarily avoid the edge, not to mention being seriously injured, there will even be a danger of falling!

Don't take it lightly!

Qiye warned like this, where did Ning Qingqiu dare to be slow?

In fact, Qiye is also an exaggeration to scare her like this, if it is someone else, this is not mixed with a little water, but Ning Qingqiu is different, she has the fire of heaven and earth, and she has the ability to restrain the sword qi of the rest, and the strength of the sword realm cultivation itself is not weaker than that of the resting beggar year, he said this, but he just hoped that she would be more cautious.

The most important thing is that if you really want to hurt her, you must pass him, Qiye is in the audience seat, and he can interrupt the game at any time, he has never slacked off since he broke through the gods, he is not lazy every day, and his cultivation is becoming more and more sophisticated.

Now I can't tell what level of strength I have.

No matter what, he has to cultivate as soon as possible, otherwise, when the demon crisis breaks out, he still wants to come to the door to settle accounts with the demons, how can he do it if his strength is not enough?!

What's more, you have to protect her.

Ning Qingqiu retreated and retreated, but she didn't take it hard, and her body style was also close to Dacheng, light as Feihong and floating like catkins, especially the small-scale movement can be called everyone's demeanor, and she has almost achieved the ultimate in this realm.

So although it is a begging year to recruit repeatedly, it just can't be implemented.

She is not blindly dodging, but looking for a suitable time to defend instead of attacking, which is not a good way.

It's just that she knows that she is quite at ease, and if outsiders don't see enough, they feel that they are in danger, and the beggar is like a net from heaven and earth, but she is looking for a glimmer of life in it.