At this moment, on the competition platform, Han Fengliu was fighting with Hua Ruoying.

The two are evenly matched, and it is difficult to separate, but no one can help anyone when the two go back and forth.

Han Fengliu is like a sharp sword in the clouds, and the flowers are like cherry blossoms, like warblers and swallows in the forest, light and dreamy.

Han Fengliu's Lingyun sword technique pierced Hua Ruoying's vital point like lightning, Hua Ruoying's reaction was not slow, and a magpie bird warbler flew to dodge perfectly.

"Sakura, the grass grows and the warbler flies. ”

Hua Ruoying summoned the companion spirit beast, and the magpie bird flew over like a falling flower, dangling in front of Han Fengliu.

"Illusion"

Huang Chiyan immediately thought of a word.

Illusion and charm are slightly different, and charm is just a category of illusion.

Illusion, to defeat the enemy with illusion.

"I'll fuck you. ”

Han Fengliu quickly struggled out, and the sword in his hand flew, as fast as lightning and as thunderous.

The illusion was lifted, and Han Fengliu immediately counterattacked.

About an hour later, the two of them came and went, and neither of them admitted defeat.

However, Hua Ruoying is a woman after all, and the background of Yuan Li is afraid that it is insufficient.

The magpie Sakura was also tired of flying, and flipped her wings weakly.

"Lingyun Sword Technique"

Han Fengliu took advantage of the victory to pursue, and Lingyun's swordsmanship was used to hit the vital point.

"Whoop...... Whoop"

The magpie bird suddenly had the strength to block the blow. As a result, it still ended in failure.

"Sakurawa"

Hana Sakura roared, and her companion spirit beast fell to the ground.

At the same time, a mouthful of blood spurted out, and the world swirled.

In the combat state, as long as the companion spirit beast is damaged, Hua Ruo Sakura will also lose the ability to fight.

In this way, Hua Ruoying was finally defeated by Han Fengliu's sword, and Han Fengliu also achieved seven consecutive victories.

Seven consecutive wins, which is on par with Huang Chiyan.

"In the next battle, Han Fengliu fought against the sword. ”

As soon as the words fell, everyone was interested.

In the battle of the same door, although they knew that Wen Jian was definitely not an opponent, they were still a little curious.

"You are still the same door, you go down. Han Fengliu said coldly with a sharp sword.

"Didn't you always want to kill me?" asked Jian silently raised his head, a sharpness hidden in his eyes.

"Kill you here, shame on the Sword God Sect. Han Fengliu seemed to disdain to fight with the sword, and prevaricated casually.

"That's a lot of nonsense. Asking Jian ran towards Han Fengliu quickly with a sharp sword in his hand, and the sword of death came out of thin air.

"Chop"

Han Fengliu stabbed out with a sword, and the two swords collided between the thunderbolts. The bell clattered, and a crisp sound came, and scorching sparks intertwined between the two swords.

The sword retreated violently, and the sword in his hand vibrated as if it was about to break.

"I said, you're no match for me. Han Fengliu casually had another sword, this sword seemed to be casual but was actually tricky and vicious, and it seemed to be unstoppable and hit the point.

"Lingyun Sword Technique"

The true element of the sword body was released to the maximum, and the sword god sect's martial arts Lingyun sword technique was unleashed.

Lingyun's swordsmanship is as fast as lightning, like walking against the wind, and each sword is extremely tricky.

Whoosh! Whoosh!

The sword momentum carries the sound of the wind, setting off a overwhelming momentum. Every sword is like a sword of death, the sword is threatening, and it goes straight to the head of Han Fengliu.

"Good swordsmanship. Huang Chiyan exclaimed, it seems that Wen Jian is also fully prepared this time.

It's just that I don't know why the two of them have such a deep resentment, and they have reached the point of death between the same door.

"It's just a piece of cake. Han Fengliu said casually, his words as sharp as a sword.

"Then look at what the real Lingyun Sword Technique is. ”

It is also the Lingyun Sword Technique, but it is a different routine.

Han Fengliu's swordsmanship is gorgeous, as bright and magnificent as a meteor shower;

When!when!

After several collisions in a row, the sparks between the two turned out to be more intense.

However, Wen Jian was defeated and retreated, and every move was three points worse than Han Fengliu, but he was never directly defeated.

In cross-border battles, it is already something to be proud of to be able to face off against Han Fengliu like this. And the sword didn't seem to stop, and another sword stabbed Han Fengliu's heart fiercely.

"Roll"

The sword in Han Fengliu's hand flew, and with one sword, he blocked the fierce attack of the sword.

"I'll let you block it again. Han Fengliu pursued with sword after sword, each sword making Wen Jian take a few steps back.

"Dead"

Finally, the sword qi came, and the sword hurriedly dodged.

Blood, left along the clothes. Ask Jian was hit by Han Fengliu's deep sword in the back.

The hilt of the sword rested on the ground, and the whole person stood on the edge of the jousting platform.

"It's over, although this sword is strong, but after all, there is still a gap in the realm. Everyone began to feel sorry for Wen Jian.

On the VIP stage, Hua Daimei asked: "Brother Han, why do you have to work so hard in this battle with the same family, even at the expense of seriously injuring one party?"

Han Tianxiong was slightly stunned. Is he really a fellow disciple with a sword?

Han Tianxiong still prevaricated and explained: "It's okay, the sword has no eyes, and doing their best to each other is also a way to train them." ”

"I announce, this stop is over, the winner ........." The referee is already announcing Han Fengliu's victory.

"Wait......"

Wen Jian suddenly stood up.

When he said "I didn't lose", many people saw the killing intention in his eyes.

"Can he still stand up? "Most people didn't care about the sword's move.

"You...... It's impossible to win me, and sooner or later you'll die at my hands, just like your brother. Han Fengliu smiled evilly and deliberately teased.

"I am a sword, and the sword lends me. ”

"The sword represents my will, and my will is to clear the portal for the way of the sword."

Ask the sword suddenly raised his sword, as if he was performing some kind of ceremony. And everyone also felt that the sword qi around him was condensing.

"This is ......" The onlookers were dumbfounded, they didn't expect that a person in the Ning Yuan Realm would be able to release such a powerful sword qi.

At least this sword qi is much stronger than Han Fengliu, don't forget that Han Fengliu is a realm higher than the sword.

"Cultivating swordsmanship, that old man really gave him to you. Han Fengliu's eyes lit up after seeing the trick of asking the sword, like a greedy beast staring at his prey,

"Cultivating swordsmanship, you are not worthy of it. Han Fengliu shouted, and faced the battle without fear,

"If I'm not mistaken, this should be the Sword God Sect's strongest peerless swordsmanship, right?" Shura asked, squinting his eyes.

"It's the ...... of cultivating swordsmanship," Han Tianxiong said reluctantly with a frown.

"Sword cultivation is really a great thaumaturgy, the old sect master is the best in the dark land with his sword cultivation skills, and has achieved the name of the first swordsman in the dark land. It's just that why haven't I seen Brother Han use it?" Shura asked, he originally thought that the secret book of sword cultivation was lost, but he didn't expect to see sword cultivation in a junior again.

"Cultivating swordsmanship is my mastery, so naturally I won't use it easily. Han Tianxiong said perfunctorily. Naturally, he wouldn't say that the first master of the Sword God Sect wouldn't be able to do it, that would be smiling and generous.

"Your Sword God Sect has produced two good geniuses, just like you and the Shadowless Sword God back then. Shura said with a smile.

"Shadowless Sword God" mentioned this name Han Tianxiong's heart trembled, this is a name that makes Han Fengliu hate for a lifetime.

Yes, the two people in front of me are just like the two of them back then. Han Fengliu is the son of Han Tianxiong, the Male Sword God, and Wen Jian is a disciple of the Shadowless Sword God, and the two can be said to have continued the bad relationship of the previous generation.

At this time, Wen Jian's whole person seemed to have turned into a huge sword, and he used himself as a sharp edge to slash towards Han Fengliu.

Boom, this momentum is very different from before. All of a sudden, it set off a storm and waves, and it was a real life-threatening sword.

Han Fengliu's Lingyun sword technique also became disordered, and he was directly forced into a desperate situation by the attack of the sword.

"The cultivation of swordsmanship is so strong. Han Fengliu's eyes were full of greed, but his body was controlled by that fierce sword aura.

"Dead"

There was a loud shout, and everyone was shocked.

It seems that this time Han Merry is more than lucky.

"Demon Sword Technique"

Everyone heard a loud shout, and a frantic voice came from the tournament platform.

"It's not over yet?" The enthusiasm of everyone has been mentioned, but I didn't expect these two people to fight out the taste of a peak battle.

On the competition platform, Han Fengliu's long hair turned white, and only a strange mark appeared in his eyes, and Han Fengliu's whole person's momentum was also doubled.

"Evil deeds?" the crowd shouted.

"Master is really right, you and your father are both scum of the way of the sword, how can you be called a swordsman if you cultivate evil skills?" asked the sword and roared angrily, and his whole body pressed up, as if he was going to fight for his life.

"What about evil skills, as long as they can kill you, it's a good exercise. Han Fengliu said coldly.

"You're wrong, swordsmanship is not for killing, nor is it for satisfying desires. Wen Jian shook his head and said.

"Fart, we are waiting to cultivate swords precisely to become strong, to play with the world, this is the way of the sword, the way of the strong. ”

"The way of the sword is not killing, not desire. The way of the sword is freedom, the ultimate detachment, and the pleasure of being able to do whatever you want. This is the way of the sword, this is the way of the strong. ”

"Freedom, is it the way of the strong?" Huang Chiyan silently recited the words of the sword, because these words of the sword rose a notch in Huang Chiyan's mind.

As he spoke, the two were entangled, and the two sword qi were frantically intertwined, devouring each other, like two beasts biting.

The onlookers could no longer see the battle situation clearly, and could only judge by intuition.

"Boom"

The two separated, and two streams of blood spurted out.

Both men were wounded and their swords were stained with blood.

The sword flew upside down, along with his left arm.

Asked the sword, was cut off an arm.

An arm, which is equivalent to half a life for a swordsman.

Wen Jian fell to the ground, and the whole person was covered in blood, and he couldn't see his true face clearly.

Han Fengliu was still standing on the stage, and a hideous wound appeared on his chest.

This battle can only be described as tragic.

"Brother Han, is there such competition within your Sword God Sect?" Shura asked playfully.

Is this kind of competition? Are you kidding? Both of them clearly want to kill each other's momentum.

The space bear just smiled awkwardly and did not answer.

"Han is victorious. ”

As a result, it was announced that Wen Jian's efforts were still in vain.

But is it really wasted?

Huang Chiyan helplessly helped Wen Jian up, and asked Ye Ling'er to help Wen Jian treat it.

Fortunately, the sword is already the last one, and there is no need to fight anymore after that.

Then, Huang Chiyan prepared for his penultimate match.

Get ready for your own, eight wins in a row.