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"I can't imagine that a guy who has been away from the territory of Wufu for many years can stand on the biggest stage of the territory of Wufu, and it is the last battle that everyone is looking forward to."

Tong Zhihui looked at the cold wind deeply, a little complicated, but obviously, there was no emotion.

Leng Feng said lightly: "Today, I am here to end with you, this battle, life and death, you, dare?" ”

Tong Zhihui smiled coldly, "You can beat me, it's not too late to talk about killing me." ”

Both of them stopped talking, and they all clenched the swords in their hands, and the momentum ran wildly, the sword intent was Lingran, looming, and the killing intent gradually emerged.

Snort!

The momentum of the two was constantly intertwined in the air, and after the collision made a crackling sound, many people around were slightly surprised, the cold wind had already entered the sixfold peak, and the momentum collided, and Tong Zhihui was not weak.

At the same time, he was slightly surprised, and the three-foot blue light sword in his hand crossed out, pointing out the sparkling sword light to cut through the sky, echoing the scorching sun in the sky, as if every beam of light was a sharp sword qi, crushing towards the cold wind.

Tong Zhihui is good at using swords, and she is extremely fast, from the shot, to the endless beam falling, but it is only a blink of an eye, if you change to an ordinary six-fold martial artist, you will definitely lose instantly.

However, Leng Feng accepted Mo Chen's guidance and already knew Tong Zhihui's fast sword.

A little under his feet, his body was like a thunderbolt, and he was as fast as lightning to dodge backwards, avoiding Tong Zhihui's sword qi like a rabbit.

"Huh?"

Tong Zhihui frowned slightly, obviously not expecting Leng Feng's reaction to be so fast and able to avoid her fast sword.

Her sword momentum changed again, and she shook wildly, and the whole ring suddenly became violently windy, like a huge wave, covering one layer after another, surging towards the cold wind with the momentum of lightning, enveloping it from all directions.

"Such a fast sword qi, this Tong Zhihui's comprehension of the word 'fast', I'm afraid that it has reached a certain level, Brother Purple Shirt, I didn't expect that your Purple Cloud Sect has cultivated a genius."

Looking at the fast sword that was difficult to distinguish with the naked eye, Diao Yi couldn't help but admire.

Although they have internal contradictions, in the face of Yueyimen, they are absolutely unanimous externally, and they all hope to eradicate Yueyimen, so in this battle, they have reached an agreement, hoping that Tong Zhihui will kill Leng Feng.

Yun Zhongshan also spoke: "There are thousands of Taoism, only fast is not broken, this Tong Zhihui specializes in swordsmanship, and can comprehend the essence of fast words, it is indeed good, the young generation of the entire Wufu Territory is enough to rank in the top five." ”

The Purple Shirt Daoist was very satisfied with the praise of the two sect masters, and laughed at the moment: "The two of them have won the award. ”

Luo Fengshan also rarely spoke: "This Tong Zhihui is indeed good, she can pursue one wholeheartedly, and in the future on the road of swordsmanship, after all, she will become a generation of kendo powerhouses, and she will have a place in the future." ”

Being able to get Luofeng Mountain's appreciation is definitely more effective than the appreciation of the two sect masters of Yunzhong Mountain.

The purple-shirted Taoist was full of smiles, and he couldn't close his mouth a little.

He looked sideways at Qiu Hong and said with satisfaction: "Qiu Hong, this disciple has cultivated well, it seems that the next sect master is none other than her." ”

Qiu Hong's focus has always been on the ring, eager to see Tong Zhihui kill Leng Feng.

Back then, Qiu Hong was just an elder, and the grievances and hatreds between Tong Zhihui, Leng Feng and him were just a little ripple on the surface of the lake in the entire Purple Cloud Sect, and not many people knew about it.

Therefore, most people only pay attention to the superficial victory and defeat, hoping to overwhelm the Yueyimen, but he hopes to get rid of the hidden danger of cold wind.

"Thank you, Sect Master." Qiu Hong's eyes sank, and he said in a low voice: "Sect Master, if Tong Zhihui is defeated, I hope that the Sect Master can come to the rescue and save her life."

He didn't dare to guarantee that Tong Zhihui would win, so he prepared for the worst.

The purple shirt Dao man's eyes were slightly gloomy, and he nodded slightly, if there was really an accident, he would naturally have to save the sect on the first day.

Tong Zhihui's sword qi was as fast as lightning, suppressing the cold wind and retreating, constantly resisting, the latter seemed to only have the part of defense, and had no power to resist.

The fast and ruthless sword qi exuded an indomitable momentum, and it had the momentum of taking advantage of the victory to pursue and kill the cold wind in one go.

Seeing this scene, the Purple Cloud Sect and other sects nodded one after another, as if they could finally see the end of the Yueyi Sect being severely suppressed and seriously injured or killed.

"Bloodkill!"

The cold wind that dodged the blow again, the same long sword swirled, stirring up nine bloody sword rays, like nine long dragons circling the void, roaring out.

Thundered!

The two sword forces were as fast as lightning, and they collided in an instant, and the cyan sword rays and blood-colored sword rays were intertwined, constantly spreading in all directions, dazzling.

After all, the realm of cold wind was slightly lower than Tong Zhihui, and under the head-on collision, the blood-colored sword light continued to crack layer by layer, and it was difficult to resist Tong Zhihui's sword qi at all.

However, the purpose of the cold wind was not to collide head-on, and at the same time as the nine blood-colored sword rays roared out, he suddenly flew up, and the long sword was raised high, as if pulling the power of the heavenly dome, and several sword rays slashed down fiercely.

The sword light fell, and it fell directly on Tong Zhihui's cyan sword, and the cyan light in the sky instantly split into two, colliding with the two blood-colored sword rays, and constantly dissipated.

"Shhh

The sound of gasping sounded, and the cold wind actually saw the flaw in Tong Zhihui's sword qi again, and cut it apart, dispersed the sword momentum, and dissipated together.

The smile on the face of the purple shirt Daoist was a little restrained, replaced by a gloomy color, the viciousness of this cold wind eye, it was beyond his imagination, such a fast sword qi, he could be prepared to capture the flaw, it was really terrifying eyesight.

The most shocking thing was Tong Zhihui who was in it, she followed Qiu Hong's advice, and began to attack without reservation as soon as she came on the field, wanting to use the advantage of the realm to defeat the cold wind in one go.

Unexpectedly, Leng Feng's eyesight and rhythm control were so strong, he found her flaws and directly broke her rhythm.

Leng Feng dueled countless times in Mo Chen's deduction, and finally found the opponent's flaw and forcibly broke the opponent's sword momentum.

"No matter how strong your eyesight is, under my absolute strength, you will not be able to escape defeat, Qingguang Sword!"

Tong Zhihui gathered all her mind and devoted herself to the battle, the three-foot long sword in her hand kept spinning, and the speed was so fast that it was difficult to capture the body of the sword.

Streams of blue light flowed out from the spinning sword body like the essence of the sun and the moon, like a hurricane sword shadow, sweeping the entire ring.

"Bloodkill!"

Facing Tong Zhihui's rainbow sword qi, the cold wind kept flickering, avoiding Tong Zhihui's fast sword, whenever she couldn't dodge, she would burst out with blood-colored sword light.

From the layman's point of view, the cold wind is definitely suppressed and constantly dodging, difficult to resist, and it looks very embarrassing.

However, only Tong Zhihui herself knows how fast her sword is and how surging her sword intent is, but the cold wind can always skillfully dodge and avoid all her edges.

What does this mean, it shows that the speed of the cold wind is definitely not weaker than the speed of her sword qi, otherwise how can she dodge her attacks with her footsteps?

Tong Zhihui was a little frightened, kendo has always been a trick she is proud of, and the fast sword is her strongest hole card.

However, the enemy's speed was no slower than her sword aura, which made her strengths instantly lose their effect.

If it was a general duel, Tong Zhihui might still have the intention of retreating, but there was a cold wind standing opposite, and this battle would never end in a draw, either he died or she died.

The long sword is constantly changing, and Tong Zhihui will inspire everything she has learned in her life.

I have to say that Tong Zhihui does have a certain understanding of the fast sword, and the sword momentum is endless, but it does not lose a fast word at all.

The sudden change in sword momentum made the cold wind even more embarrassed, and he kept dodging in the ring, as if he would be defeated at any time.

Seeing this scene, the purple-shirted Taoist finally felt a lot more relieved.

"It seems that this cold wind is already difficult to resist, and if you don't have tea time, you will definitely lose." The Purple Shirt Taoist gave his own judgment.

The cold wind in the ring was also a little surprised, and according to Mo Chen's instructions, he did not collide with Tong Zhihui first, but used three swordsmanship to deal with him.

That's right, Leng Feng has always only used three swordsmanship, repeatedly, without the slightest superfluous move, but he avoided Tong Zhihui's fast sword, and it seemed that he was suppressed, but he could feel that he had begun to master the rhythm and was at ease under Tong Zhihui's fast sword.

"I understand, the avenue is deep, but it is simplified, and the three swords are bloody, which is enough to evolve all sword qi!"

Leng Feng suddenly had a feeling of enlightenment, he was originally a cultivator of the sword way, and the power of one move of blood killing was amazing, and the murderous aura contained in it was comparable to the blood qi of hell.

At this moment, he finally understood the meaning of the three blood kills that Mo Chen taught him, and it was exactly this meaning of three lives and all things.

The blood killing of the three swords, the supreme sword intent contained, is the essence of Mogao on the path of the sword.

Airplanes!

The furious blood slaughter shook back Tong Zhihui's sword qi, and the cold wind rose in the air, and a different kind of aura emanated from his body, like a dusty peerless long sword unsheathed, and the edge was unstoppable.

"Huh?"

Those Saint Monarch Realm martial artists present all felt a different aura from the cold wind's expression, as if it was affecting their Dao hearts.

In the crowd, Mo Chen showed a faint smile, that night he deduced and taught the Three Swords Blood Kill, and the cold wind did not disappoint him, and he really understood the true meaning of the Three Swords Blood Kill.

Mo Chen is a peak swordsman, regarding the way of the sword, even if it is a random two moves, it definitely contains a powerful sword intent, and the way of the sword, the entire Yuanyang Continent, I am afraid that few people can reach it.

"Three lives and all things, three swords and bloody killing, I will never live up to Chen Shao's expectations!"

Since Leng Feng knew the identity of Mo Chen Nebula Emperor, he swore that he must not disappoint Chen Shao, and swore to follow his steps, these three bloody killings may be a test for Mo Chen, and he will definitely not let him down.

The cold wind slowly closed his eyes, ignoring the sword qi swept through the air.

In the eyes of ordinary disciples, in the face of such a fast sword qi, he didn't dodge or hide, and he closed his eyes, and Leng Feng's actions were undoubtedly looking for death.

However, those Saint Monarch Warriors had solemn faces, staring at the cold wind.

"Buzz!"

Suddenly, Leng Feng opened his eyes and took a light step to meet Tong Zhihui's sword qi.

However, it was this random step that made all the Saint Monarch Realm martial artists change color slightly, because the pace of the cold wind was as if stepping on the rules of the void, which brought them a great impact.

In an instant, the disciple elders shook their heads and sighed, but several sect masters were shocked and a little puzzled.

What kind of rules are contained in that casual pace?

However, after the cold wind took a step, the sharp aura disappeared in an instant, and the aura of the whole body suddenly disappeared, without the slightest fluctuation, just like a normal person, without the slightest martial intent.

But the more this is the case, the more shocked those Saint Monarch Warriors are, the essence in their eyes suddenly appears, staring at the cold wind, the cold wind at this moment, is very wrong!

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