The Spectator withdrew.

Qinglian didn't move on.

The two sides are at a stalemate.

And those shattered blades, although they are still clinging to Qinglian's sword, will immediately turn into powder as soon as they are pasted. And the fragments that were already attached to the blade of the sword are also peeling off piece by piece.

Gradually, the sword in Qinglian's hand revealed its true face.

The length has also returned to its original length.

However, the sound of the sword was becoming clearer and clearer.

It's like a dragon hovering above a canyon.

The situation has developed so far, and the viewer's heart is actually quite surprised.

It's definitely not as calm as others see.

Qinglian was really surprised that she could do this.

If it weren't for the fact that it was already a life-and-death struggle at this moment, Yue Jingyu would have praised Qinglian's actions.

However, just taking a step back will collapse the mentality of the disciples behind him, and if he praises him again, I am afraid that the entire army's spirit will collapse.

So even if I appreciate Qinglian's actions very much, this appreciation can only stay in my heart.

Retreating can't defuse Qinglian's offensive, Yue Jingyu has to do more.

He raised his sword and slowly handed it forward.

Yue Jingyu's sword and Qinglian's sword were less than half an inch apart from each other.

A white aura appeared between the tips of the two swords, spinning slowly.

Qinglian looked at this white aura, and her brows furrowed slightly.

Although it was only an air mass smaller than a baby's fist, it was presented in the domain as a continuous mountain range.

The long sword spanned a long space, an endless amount of time, and when it was finally about to touch the origin of the domain, a mountain range crossed in front of the long sword.

There is no way to cross this mountain range in a short period of time, and there is no way to shatter it.

It appeared there, blocking all of Qinglian's subsequent attacks.

At the same time, the erected blades also fell down with a clatter.

This scene fell in the eyes of others and can be described in four words.

The tide is over.

Because these blades are Qinglian's biggest reliance on attacking Yue Jingyu, now that the reliance is gone, and the viewer has begun to fight back again, then there may really not be much time left for Qinglian.

It's just that this is an extremely anticipated battle, but it is not thrilling enough.

It's not even comparable to the battle between Qinglian and Blossom before.

The bells and whistles of that war were very good-looking.

Buddha statues, sword light, one after another.

Even if the final flowering loses, it gives people a sense of glory despite defeat.

But this battle, when Qinglian woke up those blades, it was a little exciting, and other times it was too calm.

But after thinking about it, Qinglian's opponent is the viewer, and there may be no way to play those bells and whistles.

Because of the strength of the master, Qinglian is not allowed to use bells and whistles.

The most ordinary and direct attack method may be able to shake the mountain of the Viewer.

However, now, Qinglian's general trend has gone.

Can he turn the tide of the situation?

......

When most people thought that the winner of this contest was about to be decided, a loud sound like a flood of bells exploded in everyone's ears.

Some people who did not have enough bearing capacity and whose cultivation level was too low were directly stunned by this voice.

There were even a small number of people who were shocked on the spot and broke their hearts and died directly.

Even Chu Weirui was choked by this voice.

Her delicate face was suddenly full of surprise.

How did that voice come out just now?

The voice just now......

No, not the sound.

Chu Weirui instantly understood, and her eyes fell on Qinglian's body.

I saw Qinglian withdraw the long sword, and then, diagonally slashed out.

"Shouldn't it be like this, is he crazy?"

Chu Weirui didn't understand the meaning of Qinglian's doing this at all.

It was not easy to hand the long sword to the viewer, why did he withdraw it?

Can you split the barrier in front of the viewer?

What's more, Qinglian uses a sword, not a knife.

The sword is light and agile, and the sword is heavy.

It is not wise to use a sword as a sword.

If the same action appeared on Zhou Fei, it would be understandable, because Zhou Fei can be called the first swordsman in the Great Wilderness, and his snow drinking knife is also ranked on the weapon spectrum of the Great Wilderness.

But at this moment, it is Qinglian who is fighting against the Viewer, the only candidate for the Great Wilderness Sword Saint after Ye Xin.

Why do you behave in such an incomprehensible way?

Regardless of whether Chu Weirui can understand it or not, Qinglian's approach has not changed at all.

After slashing the first sword, Qinglian seemed to have fallen into a state of rage, sword after sword, and kept slashing in front of the Lord.

This sword light forcibly weaved an impermeable net.

This net stopped in front of the viewer.

Each sword light was almost the thickness of chopsticks, and there was a light like thunder and lightning flowing on it.

The sound of thunder, wrapped in the grid.

The Spectator also withdrew his long sword, and even a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

He really felt that this contest was getting more and more interesting.

Qinglian will always surprise him.

This person's ability to read the battle situation is really very profound.

However, it is not enough!

The Spectator hung his sword upside down, stretched his arm to the side, and then let go of his hand.

The long sword hovered beside him, followed by a split of twenty clones.

Ten of them stand upright, and the other ten are suspended in parallel.

The sword formed a circle.

Yue Chen sneaked a glance at the main battlefield, and he was instantly stunned.

"A Thousand Remnant Light Sword?"

The elder brother asked, "What?"

Yue Chen swallowed his saliva, "When I was a child, my father was studying this sword technique, or formation. ”

"Sword formation. The elder brother said.

Yue Chen nodded again and again: "That's right, it's the sword formation." The so-called is like a dragon step, like a frightening palm, in fact, my father has used very little, and he has spent most of his energy on the research of the remnant lightsaber. I once overheard him say that once this sword formation is formed, even the master cannot break it. ”

The senior brother frowned and did not speak.

The third senior brother said, "Is it so powerful?" ”

Yue Chen shook his head: "I don't know, after all, this is also the first time I've seen the entity of the Thousand Directions Remnant Light Sword." ”

The eyes of the academy disciples were collectively locked on Qinglian's body.

They wanted to know how Qinglian would react to this powerful new move.

From the beginning of the war to the present, Qinglian has actually been at the bottom.

All his actions were to catch up, to catch up with the High Watcher.

For the proud Qinglian, chasing this behavior really made him unhappy, but there was no good way to do it, so he could only hold on.

And now, the viewer took the initiative to come to Qinglian's body, and used a sword array that had never been seen before to block Qinglian's pace of chasing.