The situation seemed to be a little beyond Xiao Anzi's expectations, she knew that Ye Jin and the others were profound, and she also roughly understood the level of these two, but what she didn't expect was that the moves of these two people could actually make up for the gap between the two sides to this point. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 info even said that at this moment, Nangong Ming Xuan could theoretically defeat these two, but the actual result was that the combat power was miscalculated, and if it continued, there would only be defeat.

She is a smart person, and she knows that this is neither Nangong Ming's problem nor her own problem, and the top priority is how to break the situation, rather than breeding distrust for her comrades-in-arms. But with that said, what to do? She did everything she could. Could it be...

Xiao Anzi's heart sank, and he secretly thought to himself: "It is said that the cultivation qualifications of the disciples of Fuyao Mountain are one in ten thousand, and he has indeed mastered the mystery of the mantra in a moment, and the speed is especially beyond my imagination, if I pass on a few more words, maybe I can turn defeat into victory." ”

She put her palm into her arms, "Although the ancestors are not allowed to pass it on, it is also forced by the situation. Moreover... Besides, this kid won't live long, and he won't be blamed by the ancestor if he passes it on to a dead person, right? As soon as he thought of this, Xiao Anzi nodded, and was just about to excerpt a few paragraphs from the book to help Nangong Mingxing deal with it, when he suddenly heard the young man in the illusion laugh and said: "Nanjiang is really a place for outstanding people, this is worthy of touching the side, I don't want to meet such an interesting duel, it's really happy!" ”

"Huh?" Xiao Anzi frowned, only to feel that the figure of the young man who was stretched thin a moment ago suddenly became magnificent, whether it was the Infinite Qi Sword circulating beside him, or the Divine Sword Huantian in his palm, it seemed to be a little more dazzling than the previous moment.

"Could it be that this kid is actually the type who is strong when he is strong?" Xiao Anzi pressed the expectations in his heart, put back the book, and re-examined the battlefield situation.

I saw Nangong Ming extinguishing the sword pointing at the wingspan of Chaoyang Kunpeng, at first the eight veins flashed with different lights, and the dazzling light spread out through the clothes, and then the eight veins returned to one, and a condensed and domineering momentum erupted.

This is different from the unity of the eight veins when he fought against Zhong Lingyu before, if that time was just to bless the young man's concentration intention, then this time it was a real fight and even his Dao mana was further beaten and tamped - not to pull up, but to refined, if the aura in Nangong Ming's body was like a vat of water before, then now, it is a vat of oil, which is lighter and more viscous and lubricated like a finger.

"It's just made in heaven and tailor-made..."Xiao Anzi was stunned and couldn't help it.

The power of the Dao Xing was raised again, and every attack of Nangong Mingxuan caused the wind and clouds to change color, and the sky was dark, no matter how subtle the moves of Ye Jin and the others were, they had to be on guard at all times, and at this point, once they got close to Nangong Mingxuan and launched a counterattack, even if it was just the sword qi wave brought up by the Divine Sword Huantian, it was enough to match the attack of the Daotong Pole. Such sword waves are endlessly overwhelming, and there is really a tendency to faintly block Ye Jin and the others.

"Good, so good... It's just a 20-something to be able to do this..."

However, this is not over, the two sides have been going back and forth for a long time, and there seems to be a tendency to fall into a stalemate, Nangong Mingxuan did not hesitate, took a deep breath and suddenly took seven steps back and pointed at the sky with a sword, only to see the aurora phantom wind and clouds sounding, and the sky was full of stars. It's not the middle of the night! The disciples of Fuyao Mountain were able to drive the power of the stars to such an extent, and everyone on the scene was stunned.

Just listen to the treasure Zhao order, like the power of the sky, brilliant brakes, indispensable, high heaven and infinite, counting carefully, suddenly there are nineteen stars like a supernova explosion in a brilliant time and space, Nangong Mingxuan's fingertips wiped the sword body and said:"

Emperor! Liehou! Nineteen stars! Let's look at the Sanyuan Sword Trick Tianshi Law! ”

As soon as the words fell, Kunpeng Chang scattered ripples, the sword qi light was cold for nineteen years, and Nangong Ming turned into a first-class light in the sky, which was the light of the body method, the light of the sword qi, the light of the twelve canons blessed by the stars of the heavenly city, and the light of the eight veins that penetrated the strange scriptures. I only heard a crisp sound, and in an instant, I saw that Nangong Ming's sword body was slapped away by Jin Wuzu, and the scene was fleeting, and in the next moment, it turned into Ye Shouhua's toe kicking and bursting a cloud of air, leading the young man's sword momentum to the side by three inches. But Rao is like this, Jian Gang is sharp and his sword intent is beside him, and every time he guides, the two of them are like being hit hard and their blood rolls. Nangong Ming is like an ancient god of war who wanders between time and space, so unpredictable, and so heroic, Ye Jin and the others boast that their superb moves are rare in the world, but they didn't expect that with the Tianshi sword technique of Kunpeng Yiyunbu, they didn't have the slightest power to fight back.

The scene instantly fell to the side like a violent wind, Xiao Anzi's eyes widened, and everyone in the old vine villa turned blue as if they had eaten flies.

The Tianshi Sword Technique is one of the two wound spells of Fuyao Mountain, and it is also known as the Sanyuan Magic Method together with the Taiwei Sword Technique and the Ziwei Sword Technique, and it is also the third high-level heart technique of Fuyao Mountain that the young man has finally begun to master in the past year on the Taiwei Sword. In fact, the Tianshi Sword is not difficult to cultivate, the difficulty is that the flexible and changeable Tianshi Sword needs to cooperate with the top footwork that comes and goes without a trace in order to maximize its strength. At the beginning of the battle on the top of Fuyao Mountain, Murong Guiyi used the time footwork "White Horse" to cooperate with the Tianshi Sword Technique, which was as strong as An Wuya and Shuoqing were only beaten, and there was no way to fight back, which shows the strength of this spell.

In this competition, Ye Jin and the others had the upper hand with their proud Taoist moves, so the Taiwei Sword that opened and closed was afraid that it would not be able to pull the situation back while hurting itself, and the most suitable one must be the Tianshi Sword. He had already mastered Kunpeng Yiyun's step-by-step practice, and once he used it at this time, he really beat Ye Jin and the others without the power to parry. He was overjoyed, even though he was in severe pain and frustration in his viscera, he still laughed and said: "The old flower monster and old leaves in a corner, how do you know the breadth and profundity of my Nanhai Immortal Mountain Fuyao Mountain Dao Method?!" Today's sword trick in the city, teach you to be a man! ”

Kunpeng Yiyun Step was originally a top-notch footwork, and even though Ye Jin and the others could keep up, they no longer had the extra strength to parry the Heavenly City Sword with unpredictable tricks. On this day, there are a total of nineteen star officials in the city wall, eighty-seven main stars, and one hundred and seventy-three additional stars, which are reflected in the tricks, and have become nineteen sets of swordsmanship, eighty-seven moves, and one hundred and seventy-three styles. Different moves and routines are all flexibly transformed, either connected from head to tail, or change momentum halfway, as long as you can think of it, there is no need for it. As the saying goes, everything changes are inseparable, but one sect gives birth to all things, just like the chaotic Hongmeng that opens up the red dust and floats, and the sword of the heavenly market is wonderful here. Although it seems that there is a fixed number of routines, it can be understood as endless, the big move is the small move, the small move is the big move, the size is interchangeable, and it is endless, which is not only the heart is the universe, but also the dialectic.

Nangong Ming extinguished like a torrential wind and rain, closed like a whirlpool in the sea, and entered like thunder in the sky. The Tianshi Sword did not retreat, Fuyao Mountain did not retreat, and Nangong Mingxuan's character did not retreat, he has been attacking, I have to say, then the trajectory of the Tianshi Sword's completely unpredictable moves can also be understood as a retreat. Jin Wuzu and Ye Shouhua were already covered with injuries unconsciously, blood and sweat were dripping together, they couldn't figure out why such a terrifying power could erupt in this young man's body, it was better to admit defeat... At this moment, this thought popped up in the hearts of both of them at the same time.

But the next moment, a drop of blood dripped on Jin Wuzu's hand.

"Old, third, have you been stabbed again?"

"No, wow, I recruited you, can you not feel it? Woohoo—"

"Then why do I have an extra drop of blood on my hand? …”

The two of them suddenly realized, and it was at this time that Nangong Ming's figure paused, and Ye Jin and the others reacted unhappily, and their fists and feet smashed like lightning quickly, hitting the young man's chest.

Just listen to the "boom——! With a bang, Nangong Mingxuan vomited blood and was smashed thousands of feet away, and even the entire illusion space trembled! This blow almost killed Nangong Ming, Xiao Anzi was taken aback, how could the situation be lost? The lightning in her mind was racing, and she also guessed a few points, this sword technique is incomparably powerful, although it is not a method to burn essence blood to forcibly improve, I am afraid that the result of physical damage is almost the same. As she expected, Gai was too ruthless because of the Tianshi Sword Technique, and Nangong Ming's flaw was caught by the two of them in a moment, and this counterattack almost ended the battle.

The young man got up from the ground covered in blood, and looked at it intently, and in the distance, Ye Jin and the others were also covered with wounds, panting, and their movements and bodies were sluggish. Both sides of the fight have reached their limit, and at this time, whoever can hold on will win, and everyone swallowed a mouthful of saliva.

There was a confrontation, deathly silence, and then Nangong Ming extinguished the situation again. He seems to be the one who was born specifically to break the situation, he is like a knife in his body, but he is smiling with a mouth on his face... He raised his sword, his voice was still loud and his momentum was still like a rainbow under the serious injury, and he sang word by word: "

The south of the Beidou, the north of the wings, the stargazing wall and the sea of qi, the five emperors are seated in the middle of the vertebrae. Taiwei Xingguan 20 sections, listen to my orders 8,000 times.

Tiger Benxing, beckoning——! ”

With the Milky Way as the camp and the Xinghan as the tiger, the momentum is ready to be launched, the sword shatters the sky, and the sword trick of Taiweiyuan is launched!

It was a slash that made no sense, Tiger Benxing, and the head of the general in the army swallowed mountains and rivers. The body shape of Ye Jin and the others, who were seriously injured, was no longer as agile as before, and they were finally broken by the momentum of Nangong Ming, one eliminated the other, Kunpeng Yiyun soared into the sky, Taiwei broadsword danced eight wildernesses, one attacked, one retreated, Rao is so, Ye Jin and the two tried their best to dodge the sword path that opened and closed, but they were injured by the further strengthened Taiwei sword gang. The two of them spit out a mouthful of blood at the same time, Ye Shouhua half-knelt on the ground, rolling down, I don't know if it was blood, sweat or tears?

"Poof——! Nangong Ming's chest thumped, and at the same time, a mouthful of blood spurted from his mouth.

His brow furrowed, the corners of his mouth smiling, even though he was gnawing on blood, he was not hideous. It's a smile that shines for the sake of faith. He raised his sword again, "Taiweiyuan, Zhonglang General, summon ——! ”

As soon as the words fell, a thunderbolt burst out under the young man's feet, and the pure white sword slashed the sky, Ye Shouhua scolded and dodged with all his might, Jin Wuzu used his palms and tried to guide the sword momentum, but this time it still beat the two of them to the point that they were buzzing in their heads, and everyone looked at them, and the two of them were lying on the ground, and they were actually scattered.

Before it was over, Nangong Ming's throat rolled, blood oozed from the corners of his eyes and ears, and he raised his sword for the third time.

This time, whether it was Xiao Anzi or the people of Lao Teng Villa, they couldn't understand why this person was working so hard. Isn't it just a gamble? Even if you lose, is it more important than your own life? What is supporting Nangong Mingxing?

Xiao Anzi's face sank, "Is it an indomitable hero or a paranoid eccentric who loves children?" Anyway... It's stupid. ”

Nangong Mingxuan raised his sword for the third time, Huantian Long groaned, and the heart of the divine sword seemed to be responding to Nangong Mingxuan's determination, and he laughed miserably: "Taiweiyuan, Ling, Lingtai Xing, move...... Recruit! ”

"Wait a minute!"

"We throw in the towel! You win, stop fighting! We'll die if we hit us again! Don't fight, don't fight! You're crazy! ”

Nangong Ming was stunned, "You admit defeat?" ”

"Yes, yes, admit defeat, admit defeat, and then take another move to die, admit defeat and admit defeat, you are looking for death, and the two of us have not lived enough!"

The heavy feeling disappeared from Nangong Ming's heart, and the long-lost sense of ease invaded his thoughts, and an incomparably tired surged all over his body, and the young man took a step back, supported his body with Huantian, and grinned: "Accept, accept, the last two treasure cones, hand them over." ”