"Good" Zhao Shanhe took the lead in applauding, it was really Qi Wen's sword that was too exquisite, and the other party's swordsmanship was not false. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info Hill let out a long breath, stepped on his right foot, and a purple halo filled the air, which was the breath of thunder, and the three-meter light and shadow wrapped the hill. No matter how lingering the rain lingers or the drizzle is silent, it is difficult to move forward. The thunder turned into a huge umbrella, cutting off the rain and cutting off the spring breeze. Qi Shushu is not arrogant, not impatient, not in a hurry. Qi Wen, who got the sword, put all his thoughts into the sword, this is a genius swordsman, a real swordsman.

The spring rain sword is to accumulate momentum, the wind and drizzle continue, the raindrops gradually continue, and the rain is replaced with the arrival of the raindrops; The transformation of these two swords is fluid.

Zhao Shanhe was just about to applaud again, but was stopped by Song Wenru: "Can you be quiet, can't I stop your mouth." Zhao Shanhe smiled, it was really exquisite swordsmanship. The most exquisite swordsmanship is to travel clouds and water, ethereal and traceless, especially in this four seasons of wind and rain swordsmanship, the intersection of wind and rain pays more attention to the wind to unite the rain, to the rain to represent the water, to the water to show the power of the swordsmanship. Suddenly accelerated raindrops hit the edge of the thunder, and through the layers of purple curtains, these raindrops wet the ground.

Qiu Ling was also surprised, the other party's swordsmanship was indeed excellent, he was a master, and he could better understand the deep meaning. In terms of the realm of swordsmanship alone, Qi Wenwen should be the first person to see in the hills, and the current Zhao Shanhe is also one. At this time, he held his right hand, and the clouds rolled in the purple curtain, and the thunder bursted, and all the raindrops that entered the curtain were evaporated by thunder, and outside the curtain, let the wind and rain blow, I was as immobile as a mountain. The raindrops follow the wind, the wind helps the water potential, the eyes seem to fall into the beginning of summer, the spring rain is muddy but far from the precursor of the rainstorm, the rain at this time hits the ground wet, can make the muddy road muddy and difficult to walk, and it lasts for a few days and nights.

The Suwon sword is facing the hills, and the sword of Qi Wen is the rain gear, and the clouds are raining. The raindrops were like sword light, one after another. The curtain in front of the hill is about to be broken up by raindrops, and if it continues like this, it depends on which of the two can hold on, the purple lightning trembled in the curtain, and the sword light was like spring rain, and it was endless. The four swords of the Spring Rain Sword have reached a small high and tide, but this kind of strength is obviously not enough to break through the thunder curtain of the hills.

Qi book sword style turn, spring rain sword to summer words, but also the first difficult place of the four seasons swordsmanship, the transformation is good, the momentum is superimposed to a new level, the transformation is not good to reveal the flaws, it is easy to be broken by someone to break the four seasons swordsmanship, this sword also pays attention to the attainments of Qi book swordsmanship. The hills waited for him for a long time, the thunder exploded, and with the help of the voice, he put pressure on the other party, as long as there was a small mistake in Qi Wen, what was waiting for him was a thunderous blow. Xingqi in the field also quieted down, and Zhao Shanhe, who liked to be noisy the most, also stared at the end of the Spring Rain Sword.

The brewing momentum is slowly restrained, the rain stops and the wind stops, Qi Wenshu knows the importance of this sword, the most brilliant place of the four seasons swordsmanship is the change of spring, summer, autumn and winter, he can directly use the last sword of the summer character, but compared with the breath superimposed from the spring rain sword, the gap between the two swords is too big, and the superposition of this momentum is a very common power of swordsmanship. As the rain stopped, Qi Wenwen's momentum began to climb, and the Suwon Sword was held in front of him, attacking and retreating. And his momentum is skyrocketing.

Zhao Shanhe and a few people also enjoyed watching it, Qi Wenwen was much stronger than he imagined, and the posture he showed now alone was enough to compete with Xu Yaochen last year.

Song Yuqiu stared at Qi Wenwen, this son is extremely talented, just this is enough to resist the ten years of cultivation of the general Xingqi, and Elder Zheng of Xuanhua Sect is also very pleased, Qi Wenshu can rank in the top three in Xuanhua Sect, and he is the representative of Xuanhua Sect in Wuling City, this time he wins, he will give Xuanhua Sect a lot of opportunities, and this son's performance can be called perfect. Comprehending Xiaocheng's Four Seasons Wind and Rain Swordsmanship, Qi Wenshu can be called the strongest in Xuanhua Sect. The hills received eight thunders, Yuan Li slowly recovered, Qi Wenshu had the temperament of a scholar, weak but strong, he was dressed in a white black robe with an elegant posture, he was indeed a handsome gentleman. At this moment, with the rise of Qi Wen's momentum, the white robe was windless, and the black hair also shook with the momentum, what an upright gentleman.

Zhao Shanhe looked at the hills, guessing in his heart what the other party was doing, shouldn't this scene be magnified, and when the momentum of Qi Wen reached the highest point, the spring rain sword turned to summer, and it was bound to be a storm that would not stop. Others are also speculating about the meaning of the hills, and at this time, it is natural to break the gathering momentum of Qi documents and affect the rhythm of the other party. Qiu Ling squinted, and the purple Yuan Force slowly emanated around him, compared to Qi Wen's tall aura, his aura was too ordinary. There are only a few people who can understand the hills, and those are the really powerful elders. The Qi document in front of him is a mirror image, and the hills don't know to what extent the other party's enlightenment ability has reached, but the Qi documents in front of him are real and false, if the hills are blank and make a move, they really fall into the rhythm of the other party, and they are even suppressed to death by Qi Shushu's swordsmanship.

The Four Seasons Swordsmanship is the top mastery of the Xuanhua Sect, Qi Shushu has already run to the Xia Zi Chapter, I don't know how far he has practiced, the comprehension of a swordsmanship is not much worse than the star technique, on the contrary, it needs to pay more practice, which is also where the swordsmanship is powerful. Seeing that the hills showed no signs of making a move at all, a thin layer of mirror images in front of Qi Wen's body fell off freely, and he seemed to have walked out of the mirror, and his aura had already reached its peak. Just a small means, if Qiu Ling rashly made a move, it was all based on Qi Shu's calculations. If you don't make a move, you can only wait for Qi Wen to accumulate momentum, which is even more difficult.

The hills haven't figured out the ability of Qi paperwork to mirror the image, and it's always good to be careful. The thunder domain emerged, and Qi Wenwen's sword blade was merciless, and the momentum that had been brewing for a long time was like a flood opening the floodgates, out of control. Crazy sword qi is like rain, violent wind, sharp rain. The summer rain always comes so quickly, the raindrops fall sparsely, and the world in front of the hills is hazy with rain. The sword qi flew, and Qi Wen's momentum rose again and again.

The hills were at the heart of the storm, and the sword aura in the sky was pervasive, and he was like a speck of dust in the sea, only feeling that his eyes were full of water vapor. With a press of his right hand towards the void, the Eight Directions Thunder Domain expanded out, and then expanded into eight meters, with him as the center, purple was permeated within eight meters, and thunder thunder one after another. The aura of the Eight Directions Thunder Domain reached its limit, and the thunder was used to fight against the sword qi in the sky, and the purple yuan power swelled all over the hill's body, one after another, unceremoniously stimulated. The sword light was extinguished with the thunder, Qi Wen's sword qi was one after another, and thousands of sword qi were overwhelming, if you want to resist the sword qi, you also need thousands of thunderbolts, and the eight-sided thunder domain in front of you was about to fall just after birth, in the center of the sword qi storm, the purple thunder slowly contracted, the Suyuan sword was extremely sharp, and most of the purple was cut off with a random sword, and the face of the hills remained unchanged, holding two clouds of purple in the palm of his hand.

Xingqi who was watching the battle all sank down, and was amazed by Qi Wenwen's shower, reaching this level has already shown his strength at the peak of the Nine Stars, without any mud and water. With the Suwon Sword in hand, the momentum is endless, under such thousands of sword qi, let alone hills, even Xu Yaochen is not sure about the next. The sword qi of the clear water in the sky is like a shower falling, and every drop of rain is brewing. Qi Wenwen's gaze was calm, and the hills under the Suwon Sword were struggling to support, and it was only a matter of time before he was defeated. The defensive ability of the Eight Directions Thunder Domain is limited, and it is a ridiculous idea to want to resist the four seasons of wind and rain swordsmanship. The purple color is getting smaller and smaller, gradually like a candle in the wind, and it may be extinguished in the next second.

The eyes of the hills were firm, and a rumbling sound appeared in his mind, and a completely different aura spread along the eight directions of the thunder domain, the new thunder domain did not seem to have the slightest change in appearance, but its breath seemed real, even though the previous thunder and lightning were good-looking, the thunder snake danced, that was the transformation of the hill's Yuan Force, and the purple lightning at this moment gave people a real and terrifying aura. Zhao Shanhe's face was pale, this is the feeling, Qiu Shan is about to show his real skills. It is too difficult to copy the Thunder Destruction Diagram, and it is much easier to imitate ordinary thunder and lightning. When summer comes, thunder and lightning can be easily seen on the eve of a rainstorm, which is the divine power of the heavens.

The hills not only copied the shape, but also copied a trace of the destruction of the world with a trace of thunder, the lightning in front of you is no different from the real lightning, it is the real lightning, if the clouds gather, the lightning is the dawn.

The Bafang Thunder Domain was originally a metaphysics that imitated the Thunder Domain, but now the Thunder Domain in front of you is more agile and more real. The purple glare continued to permeate, and a completely different aura replaced the previous illusion, and the thunder domain quietly took shape. At this time, the thunder exploded, and no matter how many sword qi you have, you have to take a step beyond the thunder pool. Wrapped in the Eight Directions Minefield, the hills attacked unceremoniously. With a slight clench of both hands, two purple balls appeared, and the thunder snake shining with purple and white light was the long sword of the hills. Seeing the performance of the hills, Song Yuqiu also sat down and looked very calm. She knows a lot of inside information, after the news was transmitted to Song Jiatian a while ago, it attracted Song Jiatian's strong dissatisfaction, and now Song Yuqiu is thinking about how to make up for it.

Wherever the thunder domain passed, the sword qi was extinguished, the aura dissipated, and the purple thunder in front of him was indestructible. Qi Wenwen twitched the long sword, the blade of the sword turned, the shower will die and the wind will not stop, the wind will rise, the rainstorm will come, and the sword of Suyuan will shake. Like a pouring rain, the power of the sword qi and the aura of Qi Wen have been sublimated, and it is a perfect condensation of a sword. The hills are advancing in the torrential rain against the thunderfield, and every step has to pay a great price, and the purple lightning revolves around the thunderfield, blooming from time to time to release the last madness. Purple confronted the sword qi, and the two sides reached a balance point for a while. Sword Qi and Lightning, Hills and Qi Books. The momentum and aura of the two are completely balanced, and when they meet opponents in chess, they will meet good talents. The sword light is continuous, and the thunder is endless. An even more fierce battle erupted on the circular stone platform, the figure of the hill kept changing, in the purple light, he could easily reach the peak of a speed, and Qi Wen was also good, in the rain curtain, his breath was uncertain.

Mei Qiuhong looked at the two people fighting in the field, the drama of the dragon and the tiger is the best, if one side crushes it, there will not be much fun, Qi Wenwen is stronger than the legend, and the hills are not as weak as they appear, I don't know how many swords Qi Wenwen has, one sword or two swords, or what else does the hills have, and the Bafang Thunder Domain is here.

Although the power of purple lightning is superb, it is only to this extent, and it is obviously impossible to defeat Qi Wen. Xingqi, who was watching the battle, couldn't see so much excitement, and was shocked by the suffocating attacks of the two, thunder and rainstorm, choosing the most direct violence opposite, it depends on who can come up with stronger means. Zhao Shanhe was the most nervous, and he was able to be indifferent at the beginning of his relaxation, but now the two of them have played a real fire, and they have taken out the ability to press the bottom of the box.

Yuan Li continued to explode on the circular stone platform, and an attack of this strength could reach the level of the spirit platform with a random blow. Qi Wenwen maintained the peak of his aura, and the hills also continued to erupt, and the two of them came and went, without the slightest posture of stopping. Zhao Shanhe admitted that such a battle was very beautiful, but the hills should show a little strength to make him relax a little. The simple method of self-cultivation is very different from the two elders.