Yang Qian and the masked man staggered together, and they fought on a par. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

That person's body is like a ghost, and his swordsmanship is elegant and natural, compared to Yang Qian, there is no better than that.

The two of them came out faster and faster, the sword light was staggered, and the long swords kept colliding together, shining brightly and shooting, brilliant and dazzling.

And the two of them are also more and more frightened the more they fight, and they have a great posture of duel!

"I can't imagine that there is such a person with outstanding swordsmanship in the inner door." The man exclaimed, but with a turn of swordsmanship, the sword light flashed, and it came straight to Yang Qian's throat.

The sword momentum was fierce, and the sword qi was agitated, and Yang Qian was caught off guard, so he had to turn sideways to avoid it.

Scold......

Yang Qianfu avoided it, but a strand of black hair was cut off by the man's long sword.

Before the blow could be struck, the man's sword flipped over and swept in. Yang Qian snorted coldly, and quickly retreated with his feet, and at the same time, with a fight of his wrist, the blue water and the dragon abyss were suddenly covered with cold frost!

Frost Sword Qi!

In an instant, it was as if the air around me had become cold.

The sword shadows flew, and Yang Qian appeared in front of that person in an instant, the long sword smashed straight and the yellow dragon!

Sonor!

The man blocked the gap with his sword, and the two swords intersected. The icy breath kept releasing through the long sword, and where the two swords intersected, fine ice crystals were instantly condensed!

Sonorous and sonorous......

Yang Qian swung his sword like rain, and at the same time, the cold breath gradually filled the air.

Every time the long sword collides, there will inevitably be a few more ice crystals on the opponent's long sword.

The two of them didn't know how many rounds of fighting, but the masked man gradually felt that his speed was gradually slowing down, and the spiritual power in his body was like frozen, and the speed was getting slower and slower, and there were even signs of exhaustion!

"What's going on?" The masked man was shocked.

However, at this moment, a strange smile rose at the corner of Yang Qian's mouth.

"Here's your chance."

Yang Qian suddenly approached like a ghost, and blasted forward like lightning!

Bang!

There was a muffled sound, followed by the sound of ice shattering from the masked man's body.

Click......

The masked man's face turned pale in an instant, and then his body involuntarily threw out, smashing into the ground with a thud.

However, Yang Qian didn't give up, his body slammed up, flipped in the air, his fist instantly enlarged, and slammed into the masked man with a bang.

Suddenly, it smashed into the ground and sank into it.

Landing steadily on the ground, Yang Qian glanced at the man, and the long sword instantly hit the man's throat.

"That's it." Yang Qian said coldly.

The masked man was in a deep pit in agony, feeling like he was about to fall apart. The corner of his eye swept to his body, and he found that at some point, his whole body had been covered by frost.

The cold breath made him shiver, and he wanted to use his spiritual power to resist the cold, but he reluctantly found that the spiritual power had already been blocked, where could he still mobilize it?

"Ice attribute ......" The man stared at Yang Qian with some differences, "Integrating the breath of ice into my spiritual power, and invading it into my body unknowingly during the fight, a wonderful technique ......"

Yang Qian was a little surprised when he heard this. But he had a cold face and asked, "Tell me everything about the death trial, and, why did you kill Chun Yueqing and Bi Jinglun?" ”

The masked man smiled and asked, "That's all you want to know?" ”

"Say it quickly." Yang Qian pressed against the man's throat a little harder, piercing his skin and oozing a bright red.

"The Death Trial is a long-standing tradition of the Liuyun Sect. It's just that the content is different every year......"

"This year's trial, as in previous years, builds a realistic illusion in the real world. That's all I can tell you, nothing else. "Masked humanity.

Yang Qian frowned, a little confused, and asked, "What does realistic fantasy mean?" ”

"See for yourself. You are still the first to force me to this point, and I am looking forward to your joining. As he spoke, the masked man burst out laughing, and then his figure slowly faded into obscurity, and finally disappeared.

Yang Qian was still figuring out what that real illusion meant, and suddenly found that the masked man had disappeared, his heart suddenly shook, and he instinctively looked up, but where was the figure of the masked man.

He just disappeared?

"Is that just a clone?" Yang Qian was stunned. Although he was full of doubts in his heart, from the masked man's last sentence "The core, I am looking forward to your joining", Yang Qian was sure that the masked man was indeed an undercover agent sent by the elders.

And it's from the heartland!

But, why did he kill Chun Yueqing and Bi Jinglun?

Yang Qian was puzzled.

And at this moment, Qian Duoduo Qingluo and Ling Feiyan had already arrived.

Seeing the huge pothole in the ground, they knew that not long ago, Yang Qian and that man had a fierce battle.

"What's going on? Where is he? Qian Duoduo asked.

Yang Qian shook his head, just wanting to tell everything that had just happened. It's just that when he looked at Qian Duoduo and the three of them, Yang Qian immediately noticed that something was wrong.

In the middle of the night, the moonlight shone down, shining through the fine leaves, forming dappled spots of light.

The leaves swayed, and so did the spots of light.

However, the strange thing is that under the moonlight, there is no shadow of Qian Duoduo and the others!

"It's weird." Yang Qian raised his eyes and looked at the three of them carefully, but he couldn't see any flaws at all.

"The light is a little dim." As he spoke, a flame jumped in Yang Qian's palm.

The light lit up, and Yang Qian's shadow stretched and shook on the ground, however, Qian Duoduo and the three of them did not appear at all.

The words "real illusion" suddenly appeared in his mind, Yang Qian's heart was not good, and his face was condensed, so he had to strike first!

However, his body moved, but Qian Duoduo took the lead in attacking, and his fierce fist smashed towards Yang Qian, mercilessly!

Yang Qianfang wanted to dodge, but Qingluo suddenly appeared beside him, and his palm wind slashed at him like a knife, hitting the door directly.

Behind him, Ling Feiyan appeared silently, and a black gold dagger in his hand suddenly stabbed out!

The three of them attacked almost at the same time, Yang Qian's heart was horrified, his eyebrows raised, and when there was no way to avoid it, he had to release his spiritual power frantically, forming a layer of golden spiritual power barrier outside his body.

Bang bang bang!

The three of them hit the spiritual power barrier, and the spiritual power barrier shook violently and almost collapsed!

Yang Qian's chest was stuffy, and a trace of blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth.

The combined power of these three people is not trivial. If it weren't for the timely measures, Yang Qian would have hung up.

Regardless of the injury, Yang Qian snorted coldly, stepped away in a leisurely step, his figure flickered like a ghost, and at the same time, the blue water dragon yuan rebelled back, pointed out a few brilliant sword flowers, and directly took Ling Feiyan's vital point!

Since it's all an illusion, then, kill decisively!