The Shadow Bearing Sword at Bai Qianjun's side disappeared, then appeared in mid-air, and then disappeared again.

Guan Zishi's clothes swayed slightly, and he also disappeared in place.

The night breeze burst up, stirring the grass and green trees, and a vast sword light protruded between the cliffs, illuminating the dim sky.

Sen Ran's sword intent filled the entire top floor.

Bai Qianjun's face became more and more pale, but he also became more and more happy.

The onlookers couldn't help but change their faces when they felt the power coming from all around, and those young cultivators couldn't bear the power of this sword intent, and gradually retreated to the edge of the cliff before they felt a lot better.

Suddenly, the sword light faded, and the chilling sound of the wind turned into a crisp sword sound.

Guan Zishi appeared in front of Bai Qianjun, and then grasped it in the sky.

The shadow that shuttles between heaven and earth is grasped in his hand, and he no longer has the previous majesty.

Bai Qianjun stretched out two fingers and pointed at Guan Zishi's chest, with a bit of extremely sharp sword light on his fingertips.

Guan Zishi looked at his fingers that were getting closer and closer, as if he saw a sharp and cold flying sword.

He let go of Chengying, no longer trying to lock the flying sword with his body, his fingers clenched into fists, and swung fiercely at the galloping finger sword light.

After the previous battle, no one thought that Bai Qianjun could fight against this monster with ** strength, even Yuan Lie, who had been watching the game, was no exception.

The sword flashed.

Bai Qianjun's fingers landed on Guan Zishi's chest.

Guan Zishi's iron fist landed on Bai Qianjun's lower abdomen.

Within a breath, countless snapping sounds suddenly sounded.

Dozens of white smoke appeared on Guan Zishi's chest.

A trace of blood spat out from the corner of Bai Qianjun's mouth, and the whole person was shocked back into the pavilion and hit a column.

The thick column, which was two feet wide, cracked in two with a click.

The smoke of rubble gradually rose, and Bai Qianjun's figure was completely covered.

Looking at the Guan Zishi again, even if the body was slashed by the flying sword thousands of times before, there was still no scar in the scar, and there were blood marks at this time.

A few drops of blood flowed down his chest.

There was a dead silence between the cliffs.

The same goes for the night sky.

Countless eyes fell on Bai Qianjun, who was covered by smoke and dust, with a shocked and confused expression.

What kind of means did Bai Qianjun use?

Infinite questions rose in everyone's hearts, and they couldn't help but look at Yuan Lie who was in the air again.

Yuan Lie said indifferently: "What is there to be surprised about an innate sword embryo. ”

There are many monks present who have superb cultivation and transcendent status, such as the Jade Tang Kingdom, which has always been good friends with Dayan, and the Vietnamese Mountain.

"Your faction started with the water method, but I didn't expect that even an innate sword embryo could be included in the door, it's really ...... Congratulations. ”

The tone of the Vietnamese mountain is a little bitter, mixed with helplessness and bitterness.

After all, an innate sword embryo is too precious, and even the Heavenly Sword Sect, which is the number one sword sect in the world, is only two.

Who would have thought that this Bai Qianjun would be too.

It's really deep enough.

Guan Zishi lowered his head and looked at his injured chest, and there was a smile on the corner of his mouth.

"Interesting, I didn't expect that there would be a young cultivator like you in Zilai Prefecture, it's very good, you are worthy of my full effort. ”

The smoke and dust gradually fell, and Chengying grabbed a few sword flowers in the air and landed beside Bai Qianjun, who was a little disheveled.

He raised his sleeve to wipe the blood exposed at the corner of his mouth, and looked at Guan Zishi with a sense of battle rising in his eyes.

"I also want to know how strong Guan Zishi, who is known as one of the three sons of Zhongzhou, is. ”

He walked up to Chengying, reached out to hold it, and threw it at Guan Zishi casually.

A gust of wind rose within the cliff.

A straight sword light broke through the air and pointed directly at Guan Zishi's heart.

With the sound of whistling and thunder, the flying sword came to the edge of the cliff a hundred zhang away, and came to the front of Guan Zishi.

This sword came so fast that even the Vietnamese Mountains only felt a flower in front of them, and it appeared here.

The innate sword embryo is actually so strong?

Suddenly, a fist appeared in front of the flying sword and struck it hard.

With a crisp sword roar, the flying sword reversed and turned back.

Guan Zishi took a step forward, his expression focused.

The flying sword slashed down again at a faster speed, and Guan Zishi threw another punch.

The sound of swords and the sound of wind whistles came and went, endlessly.

There was an uproar on the top floor.

Ye Fan and Zhao Yongchang were even more shocked and speechless.

Ye Roujia's eyes became more and more strange when she looked at Guan Zishi.

What horror has this man's body reached?

Guan Zishi seemed to be fighting endlessly, and after punching the flying sword back, he took a light step forward.

"Destroying the stars. ”

It was a murmur.

But everyone heard this very clearly.

A golden light flashed around Guan Zishi's body, and a vast and powerful aura suddenly erupted.

Then he bent his knees slightly, and stomped heavily on the ground, and the ground of the top floor, which was as hard as steel, suddenly cracked, and then he swept out like an arrow, and his momentum was like a rainbow.

Bai Qianjun, who was facing him directly, only felt a majestic mountain standing in front of him, and an unattainable sense of overwhelming power filled his whole body from the heavenly spirit.

Bai Qianjun's expression was extremely happy, and his sword intent soared wildly, and he actually stepped out in one step, and his body did not retreat at all.

Even if you are as majestic as a mountain in front of me, as long as you have a sword in your hand, then you will open the mountain!

The golden light collided with the sword light, and then slowly fused.

This means that the iron fist and the flying sword are rapidly staggering and colliding, and it is difficult to distinguish each other.

In just a moment, the fists and swords of the two had exchanged no less than a hundred times, and the cliff had already been illuminated by the light.

Guan Zishi fell back to the ground, and then kicked the ground, his body was galloping, stirring up a circle of ripples, Guan Zishi came to Bai Qianjun again with an incredible speed beyond imagination, a knee hit him in the chest, a fist followed, hit his forehead fiercely, the fist burst out, everyone only felt that the person's fist intent was already higher than the sky.

But the next moment, the Chengying Flying Sword seemed to be waiting for Guan Zishi's attack over there early, and Bai Qianjun, who was tightly protected under it, did not suffer the slightest damage, but used his finger as a sword and hit Guan Zishi fiercely.

Guan Zishi's face was bloodstained like a flower.

But his eyes were still calm, his body spun, and he flew sideways, his fists slamming into the flying sword with a thunderous force.

Yuan Lie's expression changed slightly, and he was a little surprised by Guan Zishi's approach.

He actually wanted to directly break up Bai Qianjun's Chengying Sword with a pair of fleshy palms!

The meaning of this is no longer a competition, but has gradually evolved into a direct confrontation between the sword intent and fist intent of the two!

Who will win?

Ye Roujia suddenly said, "Bai Qianjun can't do it. ”

Ye Fan didn't speak, but he also understood in his heart that Bai Qianjun was indeed lagging behind.

The sword qi fist in the sky seemed to be shrouded in the sides of the two people, but in fact, there were still big and small, dense and sparse.

Guan Zishi's fist intent is at its peak, and under the vigor of the fight, the more courageous he becomes, and the stronger he becomes.

The space occupied by the sword light began to gradually move closer to Bai Qianjun.

This shows that Guan Zishi's fist is getting closer and closer to him.

The distinction between strength and weakness has become apparent.

Unless Bai Qianjun is still left

There is a backhand that can turn the tide of the battle, otherwise Ye Fan really doesn't know how he wants to fight back or even win.

Right now.

Suddenly, there was a faint sound of water running in the night sky above.

Dozens of subtle rays of light lit up the night sky, and then went straight towards Bai Qianjun on the ground.

Ye Fan raised his head suddenly, his eyes full of disbelief.

Yue Shan frowned slightly, and his tone was slightly displeased: "Elder Yuan, this approach is a bit excessive." ”

Yuan Lie withdrew his outstretched right hand and replied lightly: "I didn't say before the competition that you can't use talismans. ”

It turned out that the dozens of rays of light that appeared in the sky were actually emitted by a talisman, and Ye Fan also saw the heel of this talisman when he looked at it carefully.

The Alpine Flowing Water Talisman, a high-level buff talisman with an extremely prominent reputation.

With the blessing of this talisman, monks below the eight realms no longer need to worry about the loss of aura when they catch and fight, and the cultivation realm will skyrocket by thirty percent, and it is precisely because of this that the price of the alpine flowing water talisman is also staggering, there are enough five purple cloud coins, and ordinary monks absolutely cannot afford it.

However, this Yuan Lie's actions are really shameless enough.

In just four breaths after the light fell, Bai Qianjun, who was already defeated, suddenly had a great sword light, and his aura skyrocketed, and the strong fist gang that occupied half of the sky was actually forced back step by step by the sword intent, and the strength could not be compared with the past.

Seeing this, Guan Zishi frowned slightly, looking a little displeased.

Bai Qianjun sighed, although he felt a little guilty in his heart, but he was not a person who didn't know the general situation, feeling the boiling aura in his body, his mind moved slightly, and the sword was a little grander out of thin air.

Bai Qianjun stared at Guan Zishi in front of him, and said in a deep voice: "With the blessing of this talisman, you are not my opponent, admit defeat!"

Guan Zishi squinted slightly, feeling a little helpless in his heart, thinking that this Dayan monk could not only ink, why did he still not know life and death.

Of course, Bai Qianjun knew that it was impossible for Guan Zishi to admit defeat, his sleeves moved slightly, and a clear sword light flashed suddenly, slashing straight towards Guan Zishi's neck.

Compared with before, the speed is a little faster!

Looking at this powerful sword light like a rainbow, everyone sighed.

It's going to end.

But what happened next exceeded everyone's expectations, including Ye Roujia.

The tip of the sword was only two feet away from Guan Zishi's neck, and the picture was extremely dangerous, and it was about to be cut off.

Suddenly.

The rainbow's sword light vanished.

The flying sword suddenly stopped.

Because it was caught in the hand by Guan Zishi, it couldn't move.

Judging from the posture, it resembles the etiquette performed when worshipping the gods.

Bai Qianjun's expression changed slightly, and he wanted to recall Chengying, but found that it couldn't work at all.

"Great Xuanshou. ”

Guan Zishi muttered again.

Immediately, he staggered his hands up and down, grasping the ends of the Chengying Sword.

Bai Qianjun thought of something, and suddenly shouted: "Don't!"

Guan Zishi ignored it and pressed down with both hands.

The flying sword gradually bent and made an extremely piercing "crunch" sound.

Streams of blood flowed out of his hands, overflowing the body of the Chengying Sword.

"Thieves are rampant!

Yuan Yeol's anxious voice echoed among the cliffs on the top floor.

Guan Zishi raised his head, his expression a little happy and hideous.

There was a crunch sound.

The shadow is broken in two.

Bai Qianjun suddenly spurted out a mouthful of blood, staggered two steps, and fell directly to the ground.

Countless eyes fell on Guan Zishi, all of them dumbfounded.

"It's... This kid is too fierce!"

Zhao Yongchang glared and exclaimed.