Several cyan sword gangs attacked Liu Cheng not far away, but Liu Cheng only smiled slightly, his right hand stretched out, and five green silk shot out to meet the attacking sword gang. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

In the surprised eyes of Han Zhonglin and the other eight people in the audience, the five green silks actually pierced several sword gangs in an instant, and rolled towards the gloomy face of the emperor with his teeth and claws.

"Emperor Fu Daoyou, today I will let you see the uniqueness of our sect!"

Liu Cheng chuckled, the five fingers of his left hand inadvertently opened, and five green silks shot out from his fingertips, clinging to the ground of the white marble ring and wrapping around Huangfu Ming's lower body, forming a shrouded momentum with the five winding silks in the air.

"It's such a powerful silk wrapping technique, and the green silk yuan power emitted can actually pierce through the sword gang, which shows that this silk winding trick integrates the way of rigidity and softness. ”

A touch of purple flashed in Han Zhonglin's eyes, and he finally found that the cyan silk entanglement that Liu Cheng inspired at this time was different from the previous one, the previous silk entanglement was blue, which seemed to be soft, while the color of the silk winding at this time was slightly green, and the green silk was slightly bright, as if it was mixed with something strange, making the silk hard.

Huang Fuming's face showed a trace of solemnity, his left hand pinched the immeasurable formula, and there were words in his mouth, and he saw the two flying swords quickly fly back, and hovered around his figure, and the speed became faster and faster, and a cyan mask appeared in the eyes of the eight people in the audience.

At this time, the ten silk lanes also stretched out in front of Huang Fu Ming, and they met the cyan gang cover instantly.

"Ding, ding, ding..."

A rapid symphony sounded, stirring up a series of sparks, attracting dozens of curious glances from the surrounding ring.

"Twist the sword!

First, a low shout came from inside the gang cover, and the next moment everyone saw that the cyan gang cover suddenly exploded, and the two flying swords instantly increased by more than three or four times, just like two dragons going to sea, rolling up two strong winds and strangling Liu Cheng seven or eight zhang away, and the cyan silk where it passed instantly broke apart inch by inch, vulnerable to a blow!

Huang Fuming's figure flashed out, with a sneer on the corner of his mouth, but a smile on the corner of his eye.

Facing the two angry Jiao that swept over, Liu Cheng also showed a trace of solemnity on his face, although his cultivation was one line higher than that of the Emperor Fu Ming opposite, but he did not dare to despise the sword art of the Divine Sword Hall, not to mention that he had just stepped into the foundation building period, and his cultivation was not stable.

Liu Cheng stood motionless, the palms of his palms were full of green mangs, and he listened to a few sounds of "whoosh" and "whoosh", and two clusters of green silk "grew" in the palm of his hand in a blink of an eye, but these green silks looked smaller, but the roots were glowing with some light.

The two clusters of green silk grew four or five zhang crazy, and they wound towards the two angry Jiao that swept over like eyes, and in an instant they were wrapped around the flying sword, and the cyan flying sword flew left and right, chopping the fine green silk, but none of them were cut, which made Huangfu Ming's face sink not far away.

"It's really unique, and then Liu Daoyou will also see the sword art of my Divine Sword Hall!"

Huang Fu Ming's face froze, and at the same time, his hands were folded, his eyes were slightly closed, and he heard a crisp sound of sword groaning, and the third flying sword behind him rose into the sky and hung a foot above Huang Fu Ming's head.

"Imperial Sword Technique?" Han Zhonglin listened to Huang Fuming's words, and a trace of doubt flashed in his mind: "Since the disciple of this Divine Sword Hall specializes in swordsmanship, I think this Imperial Sword Technique is extraordinary. ”

Huang Fu Ming's eyes suddenly opened, and two divine lights flashed in his eyes: "Sword swinging style!"

"Buzz..."

A hurried sound sounded, and everyone in the audience saw that the flying sword trapped in the cyan silk trembled violently, and the layer of sword gang on the sword body infiltrated into the sword body at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the cyan sword body became smooth, revealing the dark light of the thief.

"The law enters the heaven and earth, the immeasurable is respected, the disillusionment of life and death, the immeasurable calamity, the immeasurable sword!"

Huang Fu said the words, and then the two cyan magic swords instantly returned to their original size, and then looked at the silk as if it was blocked by a mysterious power, but it couldn't get close to the body of the sword. Huangfu made a slight move with his hand, and the two flying swords easily got rid of Liu Cheng's silk entanglement, and they also hung above his head.

"What kind of swordsmanship is this? It's so weird!" Han Zhonglin's eyelids jumped, and a look of surprise appeared on his face, it was the first time he had heard of such a sky-defying sword technique.

At the same time, the disciples of the other sects in the audience were also looking at the emperor in the ring in surprise, with different expressions.

"What Huangfu Daoyou is performing should be the stunt of the Divine Sword Hall, this swordsmanship requires a cultivator's comprehension to be extremely high, and few people can practice it, it seems that Huangfu Daoyou's life experience is not simple. ”

An envious voice sounded, and Han Zhonglin turned his head to see that it was none other than the brown-clothed man from the Seven Star Sword Sect. The man in brown glanced at Han Zhonglin and the others, and a subtle smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Han Zhonglin took a deep look at the brown figure not far away, and instantly understood, the monks of the Seven Star Sword Sect were also based on sword cultivation, so they naturally knew everything about the Divine Sword Hall, which was also a Sword Sect, and the intention of the brown-clothed man was to reveal the bottom of Huangfu Ming.

The three flying swords hung above his head at the same time, and Huang Fuming couldn't hold his hands together, his face showing a pious face, as if he was brewing a powerful attack.

Liu Cheng on the opposite side also showed a solemn look on his face, he was no stranger to the immeasurable swordsmanship of the Divine Sword Hall, and he knew that this swordsmanship was against the sky. Liu Cheng withdrew the silk wrapping technique, and his right hand swiped through the storage bag on his waist, and he saw a cyan full moon blade appear in the palm of his hand. The round moon blade is rarely cultivated by monks, so it is rare, Liu Cheng's round blade flashes with dark blue light, and it seems that it is at least a high-level magic weapon.

"Liu Daoyou, pick me up for the first style, sword dance!"

Huangfu shouted in a deep voice, and saw a flying sword above his head swept out, pointing directly at Liu Cheng. In the eyes of everyone in the audience, this flying sword crossed a blue line, which seemed to be slow but was actually extremely fast, giving people the illusion of writhing, like a green snake with sharp teeth.

The green snake-like flying sword instantly struck in front of him, and the full moon blade in Liu Cheng's hand flew left and right, and every time it collided with the green snake sword, it made a piercing sound and brought a string of sparks.

For a while, the ring fell into a fierce battle, the green snake sword danced every inch, and then he stepped forward to kill, and Liu Cheng's cyan figure holding the full moon blade tossed and turned, dodging the dense bite of the green snake in a millimeter.

Han Zhonglin and the others in the audience watched such a fierce battle, and while they were addicted, their hearts were like a silk thread hanging, and they couldn't withstand the slightest tremor, and they sweated for both of them on the stage.

In the blink of an eye, dozens of rounds passed, and the battle between the two on the stage was inextricable, Huangfu Ming couldn't attack it for a long time, his face first showed an impatient look, and then he whispered in his mouth: "The second style, sword hanging!"

"Huh!" another cyan flying sword flew out above Huang Fuming's head, also pointing directly at Liu Cheng, who was busy resisting seven or eight feet away.

Liu Cheng danced the full moon blade, and out of the corner of his eye, he saw another green light shooting out, and the full moon blade in his hand instantly swelled in a circle, violently knocking the cyan flying sword to the side, and at the same time, his body retreated two feet sharply, standing on the edge of the ring.

"It's useless!" Huang Fuming sneered, his hands instantly joined together, and he saw that the two cyan flying swords were also adhered to one piece, flashing towards Liu Cheng.

Liu Cheng was also not to be outdone, his body jumped up, and at the same time, the full moon blade in his hand was suddenly released, and he responded to the combined double swords.

The jingle was endless, and a cyan flying sword and a cyan figure could be seen in the ring.

Just after eight or nine rounds, Huangfu Ming, who was standing not far away, showed a strange smile on the corner of his mouth, and then separated his hands and shouted at the same time: "Strangling!"

Just listening to the sound of "Cangchang" on the stage, the combined two swords instantly separated under the control of Huang Fuming, one flying sword stabbed towards Liu Cheng according to the original trajectory, while the other flying sword flashed a slight arc and attacked another part of Liu Cheng's body.

It's too late, it's fast, I heard a "snort", and in the surprised eyes of everyone in the audience, the flying sword slashed through Liu Cheng's left rib, and Tsing Yi broke a big hole.

Liu Cheng jumped out of the battle circle in a flash, glanced at the clothes hole under his left rib with surprised eyes, and showed a shocked look on his face.

Han Zhonglin glanced at Liu Cheng, who was in shock in the ring, and a trace of doubt flashed in his eyes: "Could it be that this Liu Cheng's skills stop here?"

At the moment when Han Zhonglin was puzzled, Liu Cheng's expression in the ring became solemn, and the full moon blade in his hand was gently thrown and hung in front of him, and then four spars of different fist sizes and colors suddenly appeared in Liu Cheng's palm.

Four spars flew out, occupying the four corners of the ring in an instant, and I saw Liu Cheng raise his Qiankun finger with his left hand, and secretly read in his mouth: "Heaven and earth are infinite, Qiankun borrows the law, the law comes to heaven and earth, the four elephants are derived, and the phantom array appears!"

As soon as Liu Cheng's words fell, a glimmer of light rose from the four corners of the entire ten-zhang square white marble ring, but Liu Cheng stood without moving.

Looking at the Huangfu Ming on the opposite side, he summoned the two cyan flying swords back, intertwined into a sword net and defended them in front of him, his eyes couldn't help but scan the ring, with a cautious face, as if he was looking for something.

Everyone in the audience couldn't help but glance at each other when they saw Huang Fuming's strange behavior, not understanding what was happening in the ring.

A trace of purple flashed in Han Zhonglin's pupils, and he suddenly found that a layer of invisible Yuan Force appeared around the entire ring, faintly isolating the ring from the entire world.

"This... Could it be that the four spars in Liu Cheng's hand just now were used to arrange the formation, and it seemed that Huangfu Ming was caught in the phantom array. ”

Han Zhonglin looked left and right, and found that the brown-clothed man of the Seven Star Sword Sect and the yellow-clothed man of the Five Elements Sect and other four or five monks had a look of clarity on their faces, as if they had discovered the secret above the ring.

"It seems that these people all have secret methods for identifying formations!" Han Zhonglin said secretly in his heart.

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