The next day, the morning dawned, and the dawn bloomed into the sky and sprinkled the earth.

Today is the time for the Ghost God Sword Contest to be held again, and the square of the Ghost God Valley is full of people again.

Seven days have passed, Xiao Jiange, Duan Yuran, Liu Qingfeng, Huang Sanjian, and the breath of the five people have recovered to their peak.

Everyone waited eagerly for a new round of sword competitions to begin, to see who would come out on top.

In front of the boulder five zhang high, Jian Guzi, dressed in a gray robe and white hair, slowly appeared, carrying a simple black long sword, and the name of the sword was Xudu.

"The second round of sword competition begins," Jian Guzi said slowly after scanning everyone.

has been matched before, the first one is Liu Qingfeng vs. Song, the two are famous, one sword intent is like the wind, the other sword intent is like pine, but it is also a more interesting competition, which attracted everyone's attention.

Liu Qingfeng, who was dressed in a green robe, slowly came on the field, his hair was farewell to the hosta, his long hair was like a waterfall, his temples were slightly white, and he was carrying a piano and a sword.

Song Wujian is still wearing a green shirt, standing upright, with a sharp temperament and majestic sword intent.

Green shirt to green robe.

The "sizzle" sword light shined, and the two had a tacit understanding, and the shot was a high-grade martial art.

The sword light is scattered, the two of you come and go, the sword intent is intertwined, and the sword qi is vertical and horizontal, rippling above the ring.

The two swords were like autumn water, rubbing against each other, and sparks splashed out.

"Snort, snort" After a sword, the two figures landed, stepped on the footsteps, flew out again, and brazenly handed over several palms, the palm qi rippled, and the two of them were shocked back respectively.

"It's so powerful, but in just seven days, the sword intent and aura on the two of them are actually a little stronger, which is really terrifying. Duan Yuran noticed the change in the aura of the two people on the field, and couldn't help but exclaim.

"yes, but you're not bad buddy. Xiao Jiange said with a smile, and the aura on Duan Yuran's body was also a little thicker.

"Ha, I'm going to cross the Xujiang River every day to forge my own soul and sword intent with the qi of the Xudu. Duan Yuran said with a smile

"It's amazing, who is Xiao Duanzi cultivating so diligently? Is it Liuying? or Liu Xin?" Nangong Song and Dance suddenly asked with a curious look when she heard this.

Seeing this, Duan Yuran hurriedly covered Nangong Yanying's mouth with his hand, and then secretly looked at Liu Xin, who was watching the battle nervously with a pretty face, and couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

"Ha, are you afraid?" Nangong Song and Dance pulled Duan Yuran's hand away and whispered.

Duan Yuran couldn't help but nodded, "The most enthusiastic and active girl is often the craziest and the most fierce after being hurt by love. Duan Yuran whispered.

"Fart!" Nangong Song and Dance was uncomfortable when she heard this, what is the most enthusiastic and active girl, isn't that also talking about herself.

"If you like Zhu Wen and Zhu Wen abandons you, what should I do?" Duan Yuran looked straight, pointed at Zhu Wen, and then pointed to the Guide Palace, and asked her.

Zhu Wen was a little interested when he heard this, and looked at Nangong Song and Dance with playful eyes, wanting to see her reaction, with a smile on the corner of his mouth.

"Ouch, he dares, he dares to try" Nangong Song and Dance raised his eyebrows at the moment, and pulled Zhu Wen over with his ears.

Zhu Wen's indifferent temperament suddenly broke down, and he screamed like a husky.

"If I like him and he dares to abandon me, I will definitely chase him to the ends of the earth. Nangong Song and Dance put his hand away, patted Zhu Wen's chest and asked with a smile. 2018

"Isn't it, Brother Zhu~"

Zhu Wen broke into a cold sweat, nodded with a smile, his face was quite helpless, this witch was really arrogant, but it was a pity that she couldn't beat it, and she couldn't scold it, which made Zhu Wen's heart itch, of course, he was reluctant to fight.

Duan Yuran covered his face with a folding fan, smiled and looked at Nangong singing and dancing without speaking.

Nangong Song and Dance seemed to realize something, "Ahahaha" snorted, and was embarrassed to speak.

Xiao Jiange's heart trembled slightly, he didn't expect Duan Yuran to have such determination, and he did not hesitate to forge his soul and temper his sword intent with the qi of crossing the Xudu River.

Xiao Jiange's eyes showed a little stunned, and then he smiled to himself, That's it, then I'll help him.

On the ring, the sword shadows fell, but in a moment, Liu Qingfeng had already made hundreds of moves.

The sword marks on the ring are staggered and dense.

Liu Qingfeng had already sacrificed the guqin and placed it in front of him, holding the qin with both hands, and the three-foot cold sword was suddenly inserted into the ground in front of him, making a trembling sound.

Seeing Liu Qingfeng's posture like this, Song Wujian couldn't help but look at it, and his face showed a solemn look, he knew that Liu Qingfeng was going to make the strongest move.

Song Wuqian didn't dare to be careless, the cold sword shadow in his hand transformed, and a sword intent poured out, and the green pine sword technique was unfolded, and the sharp aura around his body changed, turning into a majestic and vast, like the vigorous green pine.

"Let me lead the way to slash the dragon's Fuxi Shentian!" Song Wujian suddenly laughed, his green shirt was cracked and fluttering, and he was quite chic, and the turquoise sword shadows around his body were surrounded by illusions.

"As you wish!" Liu Qingfeng's eyes lit up.

"Wow" A crisp piano sound played, and Liu Qingfeng, who was dressed in a green robe, was shocked, and a white and illusory dragon phantom swirled out with the sound of the Dao Dao piano.

Liu Qingfeng's body also emanated a vast sword intent, and the three-foot cold sword in front of him suddenly roared if it sensed.

With a bang, the cold sword burst out of the air, rising into the sky, the ground suddenly sank, and the cracks in the Dao spread like a spider's web.

With a "roar", a low dragon shadow broke through the sky and also soared straight into the sky.

Suddenly, a vast sword intent descended from the sky, making people feel as if a sword would fall from the sky at any time and kill themselves.

Song Wuji's eyes froze, and then he stepped out, and the green sword shadow around his body swirled and turned into a sword shadow that broke through the air and struck out, facing Liu Qingfeng.

He knew that the way to break this move was to crush Liu Qingfeng's sword intent and hit him hard before this sword fell, otherwise the sword that the four heavens of the Condensation Realm might not be able to catch fell and his chances of victory were not much.

"Snort, snort, snort" Song Wuji's figure transformed, stepped out, and a turquoise sword shadow broke through the air, and every step that fell to the ground was a crack that spread out of the Dao Dao.

"Fuxi God Heaven Slash!" said that when it was too late, Liu Qingfeng raised his eyebrows, his eyes were condensed, the true qi around his body surged, and his black hair fluttered, like an immortal being angry, and he said thunderously.

"Roar" a dragon chant came from the sky, and then I saw an illusory dragon shadow soaring down from the sky, and its dragon shadow swooped down with a sword against Song Wujian, mighty, and the strong wind emitted by the body had already cracked the ground.

Liu Qingfeng's eyes were awe-inspiring, staring straight at the turquoise sword shadow attacking in front of him, and a little cold sweat broke out on the hands that pulled Qin Xuan.

"Boom" In the end, Fuxi Shentian slashed a sword as scheduled, and it happened to fall on the body of Song Wujian who came from the impact.

Song Wuji's eyes froze, but he didn't care about it, but still handed out a sword brazenly, and attacked Liu Qingfeng, who was sitting cross-legged on the piano.

If you want to exchange tricks for tricks, and exchange injuries for injuries!