Zuo Shouhan drew his sword out of its sheath, gently stroked the sword body, and said: "This sword is three feet and three inches long, its handle is wide, its body is heavy, and its edge is fierce. The ancient famous sword, the name is 'Qingyu'. Emperor Wu of Wei, Cao Clan's Mengde's matching sword!"

Mo Xichao's expression was solemn, and he stroked the sword, and said indifferently: "This sword, three feet and four and a half inches, is newly built in the extreme northern Xuantie, named 'Beauty Under the Moon', given by Li Zhi'an, a rare weapon in the world." Teach the seniors to make a move!"

The two stood still, not moving. Needles can be heard in the hall.

The heroes clenched their fists, all secretly cheering for Zuo Shouhan. The duel between the two is regarded as a battle of life and death for everyone present.

And the people on Li Le's side were all smiling, as if the duel between the two top swordsmen was just a lively event for them, and it had nothing to do with the overall situation.

The silence changed as the two of them gradually gained momentum. When the momentum climbed to the peak, Mo Xichao and Zuo Shouhan made a move at the same time, with a slight mistake in his toes, stepping forward, stabbing each other with a sword, just a simple stab, it contained eight eight sixty-four changes in sword moves.

In the end, the tips of each other's swords collided, and with a slight touch, there was a crisp sound of "ding". The two immediately separated, without the slightest dragging their feet. The footwork of his feet turned almost simultaneously, and he jumped slightly, away from the crowd, towards the center of the empty hall.

Mo Xichao's body is like a dragon jumping up, like a phoenix returning to the nest. There is a faint turn in the majesty and majesty.

Zuo Shouhan is just like a swift turning low and bending with the wind, and the eagle falcon whistling lightly and swooping at the rabbit. The body is as fierce as a storm. Just like him.

Everyone admired in their hearts, even if you look at the entire rivers and lakes, this kind of light exercise is rare. It's really like a sword fairy in the sky.

At the same time, the second meeting between the two began. The momentum changed in vain, and the Qingyu Sword in Zuo Shouhan's hand, after a simple temptation just now, became as brilliant as the sun, and the momentum was magnificent. The sword qi spreads widely, and it is very powerful. It is his sword of fame, one of the three sword skills, "The Great Sun Rising to the Sky." ”

Mo Xichao is completely different from him, the beauty under the moon in his hand dances lightly, and the weight is like a light light against the layers of sword qi, like a bright moon, sometimes dark, sometimes refreshing. There is a dignified momentum in the mystery, sometimes like dark clouds covering the moon, obscure and unclear. Sometimes it is like the moon spreading on the ground, cool and transparent.

Two people, two completely different swordsmanship, just like the characters of the two of them. Zuo Shouhan is upright, acts above board, and never says anything to others. Don't hesitate to make the court dark and difficult to see, sometimes there are strange tricks, and sometimes they are big. It is precisely in line with: soldiers, sophistry. To win by wonder, in the style of the right fit.

Such a duel at the pinnacle of kendo made the heroes and heroes in the hall fascinated. How many years has there never been such a decisive battle in the rivers and lakes? People can't remember it.

Although Li Le doesn't know the way of the sword, the path of martial arts is connected to each other. The stones of other mountains can be used to attack jade, and this battle can be used as a reference, which will be of great benefit to the path he will take in the future. So when the duel was at a fever pitch, he put away his previous cynicism, his eyes shimmered, and he followed the figures of the two of them.

Bai Yu was the same, looking at the two people in the air and asking, "Zhi'an, who do you think will win?"

Li Le heard him ask, laughed, and asked, "What do you think?"

Bai Bai Yu thought for a while and said, "It's hard to say, the swordsmanship cultivation of the two people is between the best." Zuo Shouhan has been famous for more than 30 years, old and strong, outstanding in swordsmanship, and rich experience in battle. And Mo Xichao is victorious in the opportunity to change, and the swordsmanship is in harmony. It's confusing to figure out his routine. Well, I have a feeling that this fight will end in a draw. ”

Li Le shook his head and said, "You are wrong, it won't be a tie." In this battle, the dynasty will win. ”

Bai Yuqi said: "How can you see it." ”

Li Le said: "There are two points. First, Zuo Shouhan is already very old, and his physical strength is no longer at its peak. And Mo Xichao is the time when the body begins to reach its peak. Therefore, under the long battle, Zuo Shouhan will be defeated. ”

Bai Bai Yu thought seriously for a moment, nodded, agreed with Li Le's opinion, and asked, "What about the second point?"

Li Le said: "Second, the wisdom of the dynasty is unparalleled, and I like to predict this matter before doing things, and deduce possible changes. Moreover, when he does things, he likes to introduce others into the trap he designed step by step without a trace, silently and quietly, so as to achieve his ultimate goal. His swordsmanship is the same, haven't you noticed that Zuo Shouhan has followed Mo Xichao's routine from the beginning of his sword to the present?"

Bai Yu fixed his eyes and looked at it carefully, and it was really as Li Le said. In Zuo Shou's swordsmanship, it really seemed that he was being guided by Mo Xichao.

Humming lightly and nodding, Bai Yu said: "Zhi'an's eyes are vicious, and he can see the key to this at a glance." I'm not as good as you. ”

Li Le shook his head and said, "It's not that you are inferior to me, but I have been friends with Mo Xichao for many years, and I know too well what kind of person he is, so I can make a prediction." ”

With the exchange between Li Le and Bai Baiyu, just this moment's effort, Mo Xichao and Zuo Shouhan have already separated the winner and loser.

I saw Zuo Shouhan's three stunts using the last "Gale into the Plain", and he didn't hesitate to slide a smile of "That's really so" in his eyes.

Followed by a turn in his body, he let this sword qi like cold wind and snow, and his footwork was slightly wrong. The beauty under the moon in her hand lightly clicked and pointed directly at the sword body of the Qingyu Sword.

With a soft sound of "ding", the Qingyu Sword departed from its original trajectory. Suddenly, Zuo Shouhan's body momentum was slightly out of control, and even the person with the sword was slightly off.

Mo Xichao took this opportunity, his body changed like a ghost, and when he came to the back of his left hand Han, the long sword touched lightly, and he pressed against Zuo Shouhan's big vertebrae, and said: "Senior, I have conceded." ”

Zuo Shouhan was slightly stunned, his figure fell down, as if he had aged a lot all of a sudden, and he sighed and asked, "You only need to stab me in the back, and I will die, why don't you kill me?"

Mo Xichao shook his head with a smile and said, "My predecessors and I are not enemies of life and death, what is the benefit of killing my predecessors and me?"

As he spoke, he didn't hesitate to return the sword into the sheath, with a dashing bearing.

Zuo Shouhan turned around, looked at Mo Xichao, and after a little approval in his eyes, he sighed slightly and said, "Sure enough, there are talents in the rivers and lakes." There are many places where the old man does not reach. ”

Speaking of which, Zuo Shouhan's gaze suddenly changed, staring at Mo Xichao, and asked: "I look at your heart, you are definitely not a traitor, but why are you willing to become a lackey of Li Sanlang, a little devil?

Mo Xichao still smiled and said, "Senior, there are two things you said wrong. ”

Zuo Shouhan asked, "Oh, what did I say wrong?"

Mo Xichao said: "First, I am not Zhi'an's lackey, I am friends with him, a very good kind of friend." Second, the self-righteous method of observing people's hearts is really bad. Before that, my predecessors and I didn't know each other, but they had just a sword competition, how could my predecessors judge my true nature? Maybe I was a great traitor? Just because I usually hide it very well, and the world doesn't know my true face. ”

Mo Xichao's purpose in saying these words is actually to tell Zuo Shouhan that those famous and decent people you think may not be real chivalrous people, and they don't know how many dirty things they do in secret. For example: the monk Gu Cheng. Another example, Mu Lei Dao people and so on.

But he didn't want to, Zuo Shouhan completely misunderstood. thought that Mo Xichao was literal, and thought that Mo Xichao was admitting that he was a "big traitor".

So, Zuo Shouhan's eyes lit up, he laughed twice, and said, "In this way, you and Li Sanlang are the same dog?"

Mo Xichao shook his head helplessly, he was really anxious about this old man's IQ. But I don't want to explain anything, I just feel that this old man has lived a lot of age on dogs.

I only heard Zuo Shouhan continue: "Although the old man often sees the wrong people in his life, he is a master who does not rub sand in his eyes. Carefully digested, you can break through the grandmaster within two or three years. But today, the old man doesn't plan to live, because the old man can't let go of a demon who is about to grow up and endanger the martial arts!"

As soon as the words fell, Zuo Shouhan clicked on his toes and leaped away, and the long sword in his hand stabbed towards Li Le at an extremely fast speed. But Mo Xichao didn't seem to react at all, still standing in place, without half a move to stop him.

The sword is fast, fast. Because this is the fastest and most powerful sword among the three unique magic skills, "cross the horse in front of the window"!

In Zuo Shouhan's life, countless wicked people died under his sword. So he felt that this sword might be able to kill Li Sanlang if it was taken by surprise.

Moreover, he had already thought about the consequences he would have to bear after killing Li Le. It's nothing more than two, one is that after he killed Li Le, Mo Xichao came to the sword, and if he fought with him again, he would die under Mo Xichao's sword. It's okay to be able to die under the sword of this young man, as a stepping stone for him to become famous, it can be regarded as a worthwhile life, I just hope that he will love himself enough this year.

The second is that Mo Xichao will not make a move, and after he kills Li Le, let him go. But after that, he will still die under Li Xunhuan's flying knife. Left and right are just death, the difference is only early death and late death.

But as long as you can kill Li Le, the demon who will be a disaster in the future, even if you die, why not?

But unfortunately, his calculation was destined to fail.

When this sword was about to stab Li Le, a smile appeared on Li Le's face, a smile of disdain. Then he gently stretched out two fingers and clamped the incomparable sword.

Calmly and calmly, lifting weights as lightly. The world is unique, and the spirit is a finger!