The two fought thousands of moves, and Yang Qingxuan's body was injured by sword qi from time to time, drawing blood marks, and it became more and more difficult to defend. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

At this moment, the starlight in the sky twinkled in the blue night, and sprinkled with the moonlight.

In the bamboo forest, the sword qi is vertical and horizontal, turning into a circle of light, reflecting the stars and the moon, and disappearing from time to time.

"Bang, bang, bang!"

Another series of sword light strikes, bursting out of the Dao Mars, Yang Qingxuan had a few more sword marks on his body.

Ding Yuan's sword intent became more and more free, like a dense silk net, shrouded in it, and there was no way to avoid it.

"Bang bang bang!"

Yang Qingxuan took out more than ten swords in a row, and at the same time stepped on the sword step and stepped back, only to bear this piece of sword blow.

"Impossible! Everything in the world has a Tao, unless I am one with the 'Tao', it is impossible to have no flaws, but my sword intent is too low to find his flaws. ”

Yang Qingxuan was full of depression, and the more he fought, the more tired he became, and he had to admit that the other party's sword intent crushed him, and he couldn't find a breakthrough at all.

After a few more hours of fighting, the stars in the sky began to reced, and the sky became deep and dark.

Ding Yuan completely took the initiative, and the gap widened further.

Qing Buli and Lu Jiangpeng also became nervous, knowing that the victory and defeat were about to be divided.

The two looked up at the sky, the Milky Way was fading, all the light was dissipating, it was the darkest hour before dawn, Yang Qingxuan was afraid that he would not be able to break the dawn.

"The 10,000 and 73rd move!"

"The 10,000th and 74th move!"

Ding Yuan suddenly shouted and said, "Fight against me, you can break through 10,000, you are already proud enough, within thirty moves, you will know the winner or loser!"

After fighting for a day and a night, tens of thousands of sword moves, the two of them knew each other's sword intent well.

Yang Qingxuan has also reached the end of the strong crossbow, and the thirty moves that Ding Yuan said are very conservative figures, because Yang Qingxuan's tenacity has repeatedly exceeded his estimates, so he has given a very reliable range.

In the eyes of Qing Buli and Lu Jiangpeng, let alone thirty moves, Yang Qingxuan's ability to hold on to ten more moves is the limit.

"-!"

Yang Qingxuan gritted his teeth and scolded, retracted the long sword, drew a circle in front of him, and protected the vital points of his body.

"Bang!"

Ding Yuan slashed down, scattering his sword circle, Yang Qingxuan's tiger mouth burst open, and he retreated a few steps in a row.

Ding Yuan shouted: "It's over!"

Another sword chased and slashed, endless, endless.

"A little heroic spirit, a thousand miles of fast wind!"

Ding Yuan was immersed in this cross, and for more than 30 years, all his comprehensions were in one move, and thousands of sword lights, like waves, surged wildly.

Yang Qingxuan's pupils shrank suddenly, and the sword enlarged in his eyes, dismantling into countless sword moves.

The strokes of ten big characters swept through my mind like lightning, and at the same time, the three words "Fighting Ghosts and Gods" appeared, and the strong and domineering sword intent seemed to pour out from the sword mound.

Yang Qingxuan's most used sword moves are the "Wind and Clouds" and "Heavenly Thunder" in the three styles of wind and thunder, but the lack of the third style makes it impossible to fully present the meaning of the entire wind and thunder.

At this moment, the stars receded, the sky was about to break, and the whole world was plunged into endless darkness.

Ding Yuan's sword is like a thunderbolt that pierces the long night, wanting to separate heaven and earth and see the sun through the clouds.

A little enlightenment instantly crossed his mind, and with a volley of five fingers, the fighting ghost god broke through the air from the sword mound in an instant and landed in his hand.

A sharp sword intent spread from it.

With the divine sword in hand, Yang Qingxuan danced a sword flower, "One style of wind and clouds", "two types of heavenly thunder", "three types of ......", he stood with a sword.

In a flash, the whole person disappeared into the boundless darkness, and even the sword did not have the slightest luster, as if he had never been one with the night.

Ding Yuan was suddenly startled, his eyes tightened violently, and he shot a shocked gaze.

At this moment, the person in front of him seems to no longer exist, and the enemy he faces is not a person, but the entire night before dawn!

Qing Buli and Lu Jiangpeng were shocked in their hearts at the same time, sensing Yang Qingxuan's sword intent, and almost fused with the ink color of this heaven and earth.

Qing Buli was shocked and said: "Take advantage of the situation!"

Yang Qingxuan's eyes suddenly opened, like two stars in the darkness, and said coldly: "Take my last sword, determine the outcome of this battle, the third style-"

"The long river is gradually falling, and the stars are sinking!"

The fighting ghost god drew an arc in the air, and the aura of the sky opened up, as fast as the wind, and the endless night condensed at this moment, appearing behind Yang Qingxuan, as if the whole world was just a reflection of him.

"Bang!"

The two swords intersected, and a piece of sword qi dispersed.

Ding Yuan's sword was like the dawn of dawn, and it was finally suppressed by the darkness, and Yang Qingxuan's sword condensed the ink color of the endless sky, completely crushing that ray of hope!

"Boom!"

The two sword intents exploded, and the aura swept through the universe, but the moment they exchanged lights, the two of them spurted out a mouthful of blood at the same time, and each of them flew out.

Large swaths of bamboo were destroyed, and countless bamboo leaves were swept into the sky and fell colorfully.

Qing Buli and Lu Jiangpeng, the two of them looked at the scene in front of them blankly, where the sword qi converged just now, there are still clear traces at this moment, Ding Yuan's side has broken the sky, the morning light is out of the clouds, and Yang Qingxuan's side is still dark.

The sword intent of the two of them was agitated, and they actually cut the sky apart!

"Gollum. ”

Lu Jiangpeng swallowed hard and said, "Who, who won?"

In the last sword, he didn't see the victory or defeat.

Qing Buli also opened his mouth wide, and said after a while: "It doesn't matter who loses or who wins." ”

Lu Jiangpeng was stunned for a moment, and then understood what he meant, being able to fight with Ding Yuan to this extent is enough to see Yang Qingxuan's talent, and victory or defeat is indeed no longer important.

The darkness cleared, and the first rays of sunlight shone through the forest and added warmth.

Qing Buli looked up at the sky and said, "In the entire Northern Five Kingdoms, there is no one who can stop his rise. ”

Ding Yuan stood up from the bamboo forest, there was no trace of blood on his face, his tiger mouth cracked, and on his right hand holding the sword, blood flowed to the fist bone, and then dripped to the ground.

Yang Qingxuan was also uncomfortable, the robe had already changed into a blood robe, and the whole person sat on the ground, bracing his body before he stood up.

The two were dozens of feet apart, staring at each other.

Ding Yuan said suddenly: "You won." ”

Yang Qingxuan shook his head and said, "No, it was you who won, even if the sword turned the situation back in the end, it still failed to defeat you, it was me who lost." ”

Ding Yuan sighed: "Under the battle, in the midst of danger, to realize such a terrible move, with the help of the power of heaven and earth, this talent is unmatched. At this moment, your sword intent is no longer under me, and if I fight again, I have no chance of winning. So in this competition, I lost after all. ”

Yang Qingxuan said solemnly: "Dean Ding's sword intent is superb, and he is ashamed of himself. ”

Ding Yuan sighed and said, "You don't have to be humble, the entire Northern Five Kingdoms, and even the Xuanye Continent, will be your world." Alas, I'm old after all. (To be continued.) )