There is a mountain in the far north, called Tianshan Mountain, which is thousands of feet high.

It has been accumulated by snow for many years, and it is spectacular to see only a vast expanse from afar.

There is a lake on the top of the mountain, which is cold but not frozen.

For there is a wind on the mountain, and the water moves with the wind.

The so-called "living water never dies" is like this.

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Lou Tingyu looked at the bamboo sword, as well as Feng Xiaohan, who gradually integrated into the sword realm, and squinted his eyes.

When the sword momentum of this sword is finished, Feng Xiaohan will launch the most powerful attack.

He knew that Feng Xiaohan would not be able to use the next Guqiu Mountain Sword.

It is difficult for a good woman to cook without rice,

No one can unleash the most powerful sword moves with a single remnant sword.

Not even Chen Feng.

The bamboo sword in Feng Xiaohan's hand has already cracked, even if the bamboo sword that is about to evolve into a purple bamboo is already very hard, but after all, there is still a gap with the iron sword.

The power of the eight mountains and rivers contained in the eight swords of the mountains and rivers caused great pressure on the sword itself.

It was not easy for him to accumulate seven swords with a bamboo sword.

Sure enough, after the sword momentum of the Tianshan Ice Lake Sword was complete, the surging sword qi slashed the light wind and rain in the sky into mist, covering the figures of the two.

In the mist, I saw a trace of emerald green light appear in the hazy mist.

Then the light gradually increased, and it actually made the eyes of the spectators rise a lot of tingling.

Because it's the light of the sword,

It is the sword light emitted by the bamboo sword.

The crowd watching the battle grew their mouths and watched this scene in shock.

Is this okay?

Feng Xiaohan struck out with a sword, borrowing the sword intent of the heart, enveloping the momentum of the mountains and rivers, as if he was going to cut this piece of heaven and earth, cold and indifferent!

At the moment when he took out his sword, Lou Tingyu seemed to have seen the undulating mountain peaks and the scene of the water sparkling with his own eyes.

What a majestic mountain, so quiet water.

Lou Tingyu looked at the bamboo sword that was getting closer and closer, and said in his heart: "What a mountain sword." ”

The sword in his hand was raised slightly, like a teacher's baton, ready to strike a mischievous student.

Because the sword was in the sheath, there was no sword light, but the heavy sword intent made people a little frightened.

After the sword intent appeared, the mist in the field stopped moving, as if it was frozen in place, and even the breeze could not move a bit.

This sword is the law.

It is the rules set by the teacher for the students, and if they are violated, they will be punished, and no one in the world dares to hide from the teacher's teaching stick, because it is disrespectful and unreasonable.

Feng Xiaohan's face changed slightly, in the old days, he could brutally break through the opponent's offensive in any fight, but in the face of this sword, he had the idea that it was difficult to fight.

He had already sensed that this sword was so natural that there was no way to avoid it

But Feng Xiaohan didn't think about hiding at all, he wanted to catch this sword head-on with the toughest and most resolute attitude.

Because, he is here to fight hard today.

When the two swords met, there was still a muffled pop, but the energy that erupted when they met blew away all the mist, and even the light rain shook a little.

A figure flew straight out and landed heavily on the ground.

Everyone looked up and saw that the man was dressed in white and black-haired, with a sword aura, and it was Lou Tingyu.

The landscape sword is a powerful trick, and the seven swords are fired together, coupled with his physical strength, it is enough to open the monument and break the stone.

Lou Tingyu launched his body at the critical moment, so he didn't fall out of bounds, but he was also injured.

He stood up, wiped the blood from the corners of his mouth, and shook his aching wrists, his robe stained with mud and his hair falling down, looking very embarrassed.

Feng Xiaohan stood in place, panting heavily, but his condition was actually not much better, he suffered internal injuries in this round, but fortunately, his body became stronger after the baptism of golden light, otherwise he would probably have fallen to the ground at this time.

I saw that his face became a little pale, then began to turn purple, and then turned ruddy again, after changing his face a few times.

He spat out a mouthful of blood.

Exclamations rang out again and again from the sidelines, and he didn't expect that the collision just now actually injured him so badly.

After spitting out blood stasis, Feng Xiaohan's face was obviously much better.

"The last time I was so badly injured was a few years ago, when I was slapped by the monster snow bear. ”

He looked at Lou and listened to the wind, and said seriously: "Amazing." ”

Lou Tingyu's expression remained unchanged, but he was already extremely shocked in his heart, not only the great power that came from his wrist just now.

What's more, because the other party actually only suffered a lot of internal injuries, according to his estimates, with the cultivation of the spirit of the middle grade, he will at least fall to the ground, and it is even possible to faint directly.

Feng Xiaohan wiped the corners of his mouth, feeling the long-lost taste of blood in his mouth, and his eyes reflected the light of excitement.

He threw away the broken sword in his hand and held it in his hand again.

Feng Xiaohan stood in the light rain, his expression was very calm, and even a little indifferent, just like when he cast the Landscape Sword.

But Lou Tingyu saw the slightest difference.

He became more confident and stronger.

Before Feng Xiaohan was discovered by Guo Mingzhe, there had never been a moment when he was not on the boundary line of life and death for a long time.

In the two months that he came to Qingzhu Peak, except for the night in the Xuanwu Field, he had not experienced the test of life and death at all, and he began to accept the baptism of civilization and hide his murderous nature.

So much so that sometimes he even wonders if he has forgotten this feeling.

And today he was injured, vomiting blood, and had severe pain in his internal organs, so he got that feeling back.

Now he was the terrifying hunter who roamed the wilderness.

Lou Tingyu held the long sword, faced the light rain, and walked over to him, with a calm expression.

Feng Xiaohan also walked towards him, but his steps were very large, and soon, there was still a smile on the corner of his mouth.

Then he roared, and then he ran, and the tigers from the mountains pounced on each other fiercely.

Lou Tingyu turned around and took out his sword, and the sword aura was fierce.

Feng Xiaohan let the sword qi cut through his skin, the sword intent in his heart was slaughtered, the sword qi was vertical and horizontal, and with an indomitable momentum, a sword slashed at him.

Li Xiaofan, who was standing in the rain watching the battle, narrowed his pupils.

Dragon Kill Sword.

This is the sword of lore, and the external injuries caused are absolutely terrifying, and after fighting Li Xiaofan, he learned this trick.

Wan Yan's supernatural powers even made Feng Xiaohan's attainments in this sword deeper than Li Xiaofan's.

The bamboo sword and the scabbard collided again, and Lou Tingyu could only make a hard connection, because the other party's speed was too fast, so fast that he was a little caught off guard.

Although the swords collided together and then stopped, the sword qi did not stop, and still fell on the two of them.

The two of them parted with a touch, and both left terrifying blood marks on each other's bodies.

Feng Xiaohan's wounds were a little more, but Lou Tingyu was in the dragon killing sword qi, so the wounds were deeper and bleed more.

The swords of the two of them were constantly packed together, and they didn't use subtle sword moves, not even the abnormal sound caused by the swordsmanship of the Heavenly Dao.

Those inner mountain disciples outside the arena analyzed and explained the deep meaning to others.

But the swordsmanship of the two of them is very extreme, Lou Tingyu's sword is peaceful, with absolute calm, Feng Xiaohan is becoming more and more violent, regardless of the consumption of vitality, every sword is going all out.

The variables generated by this sometimes make the disciples who are outsiders a little incomprehensible, so they can only ask the Elders of the Outer Mountains in their spare time.