Half an hour, for a cultivator, it is only a few weeks of true qi, and it is not very difficult. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

It was not long in coming.

In the ring, Qin Jian and Zhang Tianyun stood opposite each other.

This time, Zhang Tianyun didn't speak, just put the sword on his shoulder, and looked at Qin Jian with a calm and indifferent face.

"Innate second-tier monthly finals, start!"

As soon as Teacher Lihuo's words fell, only an afterimage remained in the place where Qin Jian was standing.

This time, he didn't wait, but took the initiative to strike first.

Groan!

With the body method, the sword was unsheathed, and the sword drawing technique was wiped towards Zhang Tianyun.

Zhang Tianyun's eyes were uncontrollable with excitement, and the sword on his shoulder was instantly unsheathed, and as soon as he moved his hand, he was also a major in the Three Absolute Swordsmanship.

The sword in his hand turned blood red, accompanied by a terrible sword roar that stabbed straight at Qin Jian's sword!

At the moment when they were about to touch, the two of them passed by each other as if they had agreed, without touching each other in the slightest.

In a moment, Zhang Tianyun swept back with his horizontal sword without looking at it, and his body also swirled.

Qin Jian's unsheathed sword was pulled out again, and he raised and slashed at Zhang Tianyun's sword!

However, neither of them has used sword qi until now.

It's not that they don't want to use it, but they all know very well that although the sword qi emitted by the innate realm is fast and sharp, it is not as good as the sword in the hand that does not explode the sword qi in terms of strength!

That kind of sword qi, in the eyes of the two of them, except for slight interference, it can't play a substantive role, this is the difference in strength!

Therefore, they directly gave up the "trick" of using sword qi, and instead chose the method of hand-to-hand sword combat!

Qin Jian in the battle was extremely calm, this time, he did not withdraw his sword, but let the sword body directly slash at Zhang Tianyun's sword.

But the strength and murderous sword strength that came from the sword made him understand that the strength of this Zhang Tianyun was really unfathomable, and he and him were only between him!

Then, there is no need to be tempted!

The swordsmanship he knows is single, and his mastery of various swordsmanship is definitely not as good as Zhang Tianyun, if he wants to win, he can only fight head-on, and do not give him the advantage of swordsmanship, purely to fight with consumption, to see who falls first!

In a flash of thought, he had already made a decision, and the sword in his hand was more stable and faster!

The mind draws the sword technique and constantly slashes at Zhang Tianyun!

Damn it!

Qin Jian's attack made Zhang Tianyun immediately understand his plan, but the strength and speed of the two were comparable, and he couldn't get a chance to fight back under Qin Jian's unrelenting sword drawing technique.

Moreover, in the face of Qin Jian's frontal attack, he couldn't dodge it, otherwise he would be completely in charge of the battle rhythm by Qin Jian!

So, he can only hard-connect!

The anger in my heart can be imagined!

However, if he was able to obtain the title of "Sword Maniac" that the entire Sword Peak people recognized, it was naturally not a waste of fame.

Ever since his Three Absolute Sword Techniques entered the house, he had hardly been suppressed like this in battles with others.

My heart is full of fire!

Although the anger rose in his heart, his battle consciousness was not affected in the slightest, and the Three Absolute Sword Techniques were used with all his might.

Finally stabilized the situation after fifty moves, and occasionally counterattacked with one or two moves.

However, under Qin Jian's unreasonable mind drawing sword technique and constantly drawing his sword and swinging it, the power of his Three Absolute Sword Technique could not be fully exerted at all.

Although there was a counterattack, they were all taken over by Qin Jian, and the sword in Qin Jian's hand never stopped slashing.

In the ring, the powerful qi generated when the two swords collided with each other scattered and flew in all directions, and the referee teacher and the fire swordsman also began to transport the true qi of the body protection.

Qin Jian kept drawing his sword, swinging it, drawing it, swinging it again, sword after sword, and there was no change in even his strength.

The only thing that changed was that Zhang Tianyun obviously experienced that the speed at which Qin Jian swung his sword was accelerating.

Although Qin Jian has a single move, his mind drawing sword technique is extremely fast and accurate, and there is no way to avoid it in front of him, so he can only make a hard connection.

Zhang Tianyuan tried several times to turn behind Qin Jian to attack, but Qin Jian's "Flowing Wind" body technique was not slower than him in terms of speed, and he was always able to maintain a head-to-head confrontation with him.

In the face of such an attack, Zhang Tianyun's desperate fighting state of "Sword Maniac" could not be shown at all.

Because under Qin Jian's intention to draw the sword, if he really worked so hard, he would really be dead!

can clearly judge such a result, of course, Zhang Tianyun will no longer fight hard to get the opportunity to defeat his opponent.

He's a battle maniac, not a battle fool!

Zhang Tianyun's swordsmanship, who had calmed down, gradually changed slightly, no longer violent and violent, but just and soft, removing part of the strength of Qin Jian's attack.

The battle between the two did not have the slightest beauty, and some people in the audience were already yawning.

If it weren't for the obsession with wanting to see the final result of the game, this part of the population might have left.

One hour, two hours, three hours。。。。。。。。。。。

It was already dark, but the two men in the ring were still fighting.

Both of them were exhausted to the extreme, their faces were pale, they were sweating, their clothes were soaked, and they basically took a few breaths before they attacked, and then breathed rapidly.

But the hand holding the sword was still steady and strong, and the eyes were bright enough to pierce the heart.

Even the Flame Separation Swordsman, who was the referee, looked at the two of them with concern, and after nearly four hours of continuous attacks, the true qi in their bodies had been consumed.

If you fight with your sword like that, you will most likely hurt your own vitality, and once your vitality is damaged, it will be extremely difficult to recover, and it will hinder your future cultivation.

But as long as neither of the two concedes defeat, then as the referee, he cannot have any interference.

Qin Jian and Zhang Tianyun were no longer able to use their true qi attacks, and both of them began to fight hand-to-hand.

Only use sword moves, no real anger!

But the recovery of the true qi in the body has not relaxed at all.

Both of them are now relying on perseverance, and their bodies are exhausted to the extreme, as if they are going to collapse in the next moment.

But their sword never conceded defeat!

Now they are all rushing for time, whoever recovers their true anger first will win!

Whoever can't hold it up first wins!

Sou! Sou!

Two figures landed on the side of the fire-leaving swordsman in the corner of the ring.

"Cloud Boss! High Palm! ”

The Fire Swordsman greeted the two of them, and one of the older swordsmen smiled and nodded at him.

The palm sword is a unique identity title on the various peaks of the upper courtyard of the Cang'er Mountain Middle School. Each mountain peak has a peak master who is in charge of the life and cultivation of all the teachers and disciples of the entire mountain, and the nine strongest people are set up as the head of the seat to take charge of all the disciples' cultivation matters.

The Cloud Palm Seat and the High Palm Seat are two of them.

Yun Zhangzuo is Zhang Tianyun's master, the Desperate Swordsman Yun Xilai.

And Gao Zhangzuo is a peerless swordsman who is thirty years older than Yun Xilai, named Gao Hongye!

Thirty years ago, he was known as the "Red Leaf Hero" in the Dayue Dynasty!

"Your apprentice is very good!"

The older Gao Hongye looked at the tired but determined Zhang Tianyun in the field and smiled and admired.

Yun Xilai is very much in line with his name as a desperate swordsman, with a cold expression and a wordless.

"These two disciples are the strongest in the same cultivation, although their cultivation qualifications are not the top in Sword Peak, but their firm will and the ruthlessness that comes out of their bones are definitely in the top few."

The fire-leaving swordsman on the side whispered.

Gao Hongye stroked his beard and smiled, bowing his head slightly, agreeing with his statement.

Looking at Qin Jian and Zhang Tianyun, who were dragging their extremely tired bodies with all their strength but slowly casting sword moves, the fire swordsman said worriedly:

"The two leaders, do you want to let them stop the game now, if they continue like this, the two of them will hurt their vitality!"

"No, their battle is coming to an end!"

Yun Xilai, who was speechless on the side, suddenly spoke.

The fire swordsman looked at the two people in the field suspiciously, and then looked at Yun Xilai, who was expressionless, and didn't understand how he could make such a judgment.

Moreover, the Red Leaf Hero also seems to recognize his judgment.

As he was thinking, the battle in the field suddenly changed.

The speed at which Qin Jian drew his sword suddenly accelerated, and after the sound of "groaning", his sword had already reached Zhang Tianyun's throat, and if he took one more step, Zhang Tianyun would die.

And Zhang Tianyun's sword just stopped at the mouth of his heart, but there was still a distance of two centimeters in the center of the centrifugal mouth.

It is the distance between these two centimeters that determines life and death! The winner was also decided!

He died and Qin Jian was wounded!

Both looked at each other with bright and determined eyes, and the sound of heavy gasps could reach each other's ears very clearly.

Sweat rained down on his forehead, sliding down his eyebrows, eyes, the bridge of his nose, and his lips, dripping on the ground.

Every drop of sweat seemed to drip into the hearts of everyone in the audience.

The disciples under the ring also held their breath and watched this scene, shocked, admired, and relieved!

Their battle is finally over!

"You've won!"

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