Chapter 130: The Ancient Sword Has No Edge
The two swords are all in the limelight, and the light shines on the heavens and the earth, shining on the mountains and rivers.
Zu Xiong is like a demon spirit in the snowy world, the sword trick is displayed, and his body is drifting with countless snow, making the air cold for a few minutes.
Ouyang Yu is like the thunder god above the nine heavens, with endless thunder and lightning in his sword intent, and the thunder and lightning are like Dao spirit snakes, terrifying to the extreme.
The two of them displayed their unique sword tricks and unleashed their killing skills.
Thousands of miles of cold sealing!
Ten Thousand Worlds Thunder Dao!
"Boom!"
"Phew!"
The two sword intents intersected, and an astonishing sound erupted in an instant, and the rolling explosive energy gushed out, gorgeous and colorful.
At this moment, the wind, snow, thunder and lightning fought fiercely in the air, and the scene was spectacular to the extreme.
Gu Ting and He Sibo on the side of the martial arts platform looked extremely solemn, their hands were clenched into fists, their nerves were tense, and when the situation broke out, they stopped the two of them.
Air.
The Wind and Snow Sword wanted to break through the defenses of the layers of thunder and lightning, and the Dao Dao's cold intent erupted with sharp sword light, but it was suppressed by the Dao Dao Silver Snake.
No matter how violent the wind and snow were, they were never able to break through the defense of the Sword of Light.
Ouyang Yu's face was full of fortitude, and the swarthy sword in his hand was entangled by countless thunder lights, like a hammer of the thunder god.
As soon as the black sword fell, it immediately struck out countless terrifying thunderbolts.
Terrifying thunder and lightning raged in the air, instantly slashing through the cold meaning.
At this time, Zu Xiong had long since lost his previous spirit, and his sword of wind and snow was rigidly restrained by the other party's lightning voltage, and no matter what, he couldn't get rid of it.
As time passed, Ouyang Yu held the edge of the black sword in a thunderbolt, broke through the defense of the wind and snow, and stabbed towards Zu Xiong with a sword.
"Stop!"
Hesbo's figure snorted, and the air exploded, turning into a phantom and rushing out.
A golden light stopped the castration of the black sword.
Ouyang Yu's eyes lit up, and his figure retreated.
The strength of the martial artists of the Four Realms was too terrifying, and one move made him feel pressure.
"Hesbo, why are you doing this?" Gu Ting was a little angry.
"Why? Could it be that you are blind in the Ancient Court? If I take a breath slowly, I am afraid that my Sword Academy disciples will be poisoned by the students of your Academy. Hoseber snorted, furious.
Gu Ting said: "Everyone can see it clearly just now, your Sword Academy disciples are not as good as others, and you don't admit defeat yet, how can you blame our academy for poisoning." ”
"You ......"
"Very good, I know that Gu Jianfeng is your grandson, I hope that in the next game, you don't come to the rescue. ”
"Nangong Ye, you have to be merciful later, that Gu Jianfeng is the precious grandson of Gu Ting. ”
He Sibo gritted his teeth and instructed Nangong Ye who was carrying the black sword next to him.
"Yes, Elder He. Nangong Ye's face was cold, and he arched his hand to He Sibo.
Nangong Ye walked up to the martial arts platform with the black sword on his back.
"Jianfeng, be careful!" Gu Ting looked at a young man in a green shirt with a concerned face.
The young man in the green shirt held a fish-scale sword in his hand, and the sword body was red, like a red carp.
This figure was both familiar and unfamiliar to Qin Shi.
In the past, the relationship between the two was good, but now they seem to be strangers.
The memories of the predecessor came flooding in, and in the vague memory, there was a scene of the two of them studying the exercises together.
The souls of Qin Shi's two lives were fused, and even he couldn't tell who he was, and both worlds seemed to be himself.
However, he had already seen the true face of Gu Jianfeng clearly, and he was bound to get back all the things in the past.
On the martial arts platform.
Gu Jianfeng slowly pulled out the long sword in his hand, the body of this sword was the same as the scabbard, the appearance was covered with fish scales, and the sword body was like blood, blazing.
However, the ancient sword has no edge.
His name is Gu Jianfeng, but he is holding a bladeless ancient sword.
Nangong Ye's fingers pinched a sword trick, and the black sword on his back slammed to the ground, and flew out of the sheath into his right hand.
It was a sword with a long furrow in the center.
The entire sword was pitch black, and the furrow stretched from the hilt to the tip of the sword, which was milky white.
Black and white, incomparably clear, forming a sharp contrast, giving people a strong visual impact.
"Zheng!"
Nangong Ye raised his sword and let out a sword roar, and the black and white sword light flashed, forming a strange rainbow light.
Countless strong winds were formed in the sword light, and the black and white sword was like a meteor in the starry sky, shining and bright.
Seeing the black and white sword attacking, Gu Jianfeng's palm spiritual power urged, and a spirit sword covered with fish scale patterns jumped into his hand.
Like a red carp slipping into the palm of his hand, exuding a faint red glow, strange and full of shock.
"Huh!"
Gu Jianfeng held this bladeless sword, his whole temperament changed in vain, and the pupils of his eyes were illuminated by the light on the body of the fish scale pattern spirit sword.
"Flower Slashing Sword!"
Gu Jianfeng showed his sword technique, the Flower Chopping Sword was a Xuan-level Sword Sutra, and he immediately cut out the Flower of Demons in the air.
Bright red buds, flying flowers and charming eyes, bloom at the same time in mid-air.
The bladeless ancient sword, like a red carp, shuttles from the sea of flowers, shocking people's hearts.
The black and white sword and the bladeless ancient sword finally met in the air, like a blazing iron meeting ice, stirring up a thick fog for a while.
The sword intent of the two collided with each other, and countless sword lights flashed in the air, and the air was full of killing intent.
"A sword is lonely!"
Nangong Ye slashed his sword, and a dazzling white light shot out from the darkness, like the morning sun piercing the darkness, the dawn of dawn.
A strange sword appeared in the air, this sword seemed to have only a white line, and it traveled through the darkness with great speed.
The white line quickly passed through the bewitching flowers, and those flowers immediately exploded in the cold wind, turning into petals fluttering in the sky, and there was a colorful scene of falling flowers for a while.
Countless petals form a dense web of air, shrouding towards the white line.
The loaches in the muddy water of the white line slipped very well and kept passing through the petals in the air.
More and more petals are broken by the white threads.
However, the petals in the cold wind seem to be endless, and they cannot be destroyed.
And.
The number of them became more and more, like goose feathers and white snow fluttering in the air.
Countless petals were cut off by white lines, and new bewitching buds reborn from the cold wind.
The buds were formed, blooming in the cold wind, and slaughtered towards the white line.
Ultimately.
The white thread is surrounded by endless petals, and it is completely destroyed in the darkness.
"Boom!"
The sword intent was shattered, Nangong Ye's body shook violently, the black and white sword light in his hand collapsed, and the white ravine instantly became dim and unpretentious.
Nangong Ye kept retreating, his eyes full of horror.
A rainbow light flashed in front of him, his neck was slightly cold, a cold light flickered, and an iron sword with fish scale patterns stopped an inch around his neck.
"You dare to mess around!" He Sibo was shocked and shouted angrily.
"Kill him, and you will not defile my sword? A sneer appeared at the corner of Gu Jianfeng's mouth, and the divine martial eyes were wide, and his eyes were on everything.
"Click!"
Gu Jianfeng retracted his sword at an extremely fast speed, the sword entered the sheath, and the cold light disappeared.
It's just that a strand of long hair flew down from Nangong Ye's sideburns.
"Boy, you're too arrogant. He Sibo was cold, and the other party actually cut off a strand of hair of the Qingteng Sword Academy student in front of him, how arrogant, what a nobody.
"Gu Ting, this is your good grandson, this son is arrogant, arrogant, too sharp, and he will die carefully in the future. ”
"Hesbo, let your mother's bullshit, you're threatening me!" Gu Ting was furious.
"Don't dare to ......," Hoseber said hatefully.