At this moment, Abe Qingming looked at Sui Yi from afar on the roof, his expression was calm, and the beauty brought by the skin set him off as if he fit in with the blue sky and white clouds, and Sui Yi just maintained a faint smile on his face after talking to Qi Lian, so he was also very light and light, and the aura formed by the two was also calm and gentle without any lethality.

is indeed different from martial arts.

Because the two peerless martial artists on the other side have been

Whew!

The whistling air flow of the north wind came from the warrior aura on the two of them.

Song Que sat cross-legged on the island, while Miyamoto Musashi already held his knife in his right hand.

"My sword, Bo Qi Guoangang", he slowly pulled out his knife, and said slowly, as he drew his knife, the spirit of his body rose in terror, and his tone seemed to echo through the entire void.

Song Que was seated safely, and he didn't seem to care that the terrifying aura that Miyamoto Musashi was rising up at this moment was already above the level of many great grandmasters.

To be precise, it has surpassed the strength that Song Que showed when he resisted the Dongying Demon Master on the Luoyang River before, although many people are not very clear about Song Que's highest combat power, but this Miyamoto Musashi is so strong, it is a rather bad thing for most Central Plains martial artists.

"How do I feel that Song Tiandao will be inferior to the other party," said Qi Qiran, a good player in the green forest, who was glared at angrily by the others.

Just as he wanted to scold this man's crow's mouth, he heard Li Jiancheng say on the other side of the street: "This must be a close and ten-point battle."

Nonsense, who can't see it.

"Maybe. I think maybe I can tell the winner with one or two swords, what does my husband think? ”

If the princess, who has always been silent, suddenly named Sui Yi, Li Jiancheng's face was a little unswerving. And Sui Yi didn't seem surprised, but just turned his head to look at Princess Ruo, and that look made Li Jiancheng quite uncomfortable, as if there was a special relationship between these two people that neither he nor anyone else could understand.

"Well, let's go with a knife"

Say so.

The tone is also a little casual, and Shi Feixuan and the others are all abrupt - often peerless swordsmen or swordsmen can tell the winner when they draw their swords.

And Song Que and this Miyamoto Musashi

Brush brush brush ~~

Suddenly, there was a rather bleak sound of a knife in everyone's ears.

The sound of this knife is like the echo of the autumn wind and falling leaves. It's also like the slaughter of a lonely moon in the cold winter.

In Toying, a sword is a sword, and a sword is a knife.

Miyamoto Musashi's sword was sluggish. Opened the sword stream.

Two days of first-class swordsmanship!

Dongying's strongest swordsmanship!

When this sword technique started, the sword flow locked the empty prison, and everyone could clearly see that the air flow in the air was condensed into a stream of fluid and air flow in an instant. It's the sword stream!

Gas. Everywhere,

Swords are also everywhere!

Miyamoto Musashi's swordsmanship lies in the first-class of the two days, and his artistic conception has reached emptiness.

When swordsmanship and artistic conception are perfectly integrated, how is it not the strongest sword.

Both the strongest, how not to win!

Under the sword.

Song Que's eyes suddenly brightened, the person moved, and the knife came out.

"My Song Que's knife is nameless, because I am the only knife!"

This world is in the middle of the world. There is no other knife except Song Que!

There is nothing else besides the knife, and after getting the knife, you forget the knife.

This is his mood.

And his knife skills

The people in the world saw Song Que who got up and drew his knife in the open space of Lingyun Pavilion. One knife turns into eight knives.

A full eight knives overlapped and fitted.

Eight knives seem to be just one knife.

The dragon flies for nine days, sometimes like a snake diving deep, without reputation, without destruction, and without stagnation.

The knife forgets the knife, and the knife is one!

Rumble!!!

How many people in the audience were fixed in those two sword lights, whether it was their minds or souls, or their bodies seemed to be ingested by the endless sword rays, as well as the vast and supreme sword mountain!

The mountains are full of hideous swords, and the whole world is full of swords.

There was only one person standing at the top.

Miyamoto Musashi was at this end of Lingyun Pavilion, and Song Que was at that end.

Outcome?

Miyamoto Musashi said, "I really lost"

Sure enough, defeated,

Song Que frowned and looked at Abe Qingming.

This man's prophecy is terrifying? He predicted that Miyamoto Musashi would be defeated today?

"Why did you come here when you knew you would lose?"

Miyamoto Musashi wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and said lightly: "First, I am not afraid, and second, if I am undefeated, how can I break it!" ”

After breaking and standing, he has already got his own opportunity to break through from this defeat.

It's just a defeat, and his gains are not low.

At the peak of the Great Grandmaster, he had already touched the threshold of the Sect Master level.

"Song Que, you won't have a second chance to win me"

Are you still so arrogant when you lose?

But there are few people on the Central Plains side who dare to scold a great grandmaster and a peak master.

Even if he's a loser.

Song Que looked at him coldly and said, "I'm waiting for you!" ”

The words are sonorous and reverberate!

The wind does not stop, but the heart is not still.

Shi Fei Xuan and these people were not quiet, and they were all immersed in the battle of the sword just now.

Especially for those who use knives like Kou Zhong, it is difficult to tell how much benefit they get from it, anyway, Kou Zhong is completely absorbed by his mind, and he looked at Lingyun Pavilion in a daze

Li Xiuning and Song Yuzhi's eyes fell on him, but the former just glanced at him inadvertently, while Song Yuzhi was extremely worried and couldn't hide it

When Li Xiuning himself noticed this, he could only sigh in his heart.

Since she is a wife, she can't think about anything else, otherwise she will be sorry for more and more people

And in the silence of these people, there are also people who are quiet, Miyamoto Musashi's silence, Song Que's silence, the two of them are quiet, and suddenly look at each other together.

Harumi Abe followed.

"The wind is blowing," Haruaki Abe said softly.

prophecy, and then borrowing. Finally, enhancement is a kind of surgery.

The wind, in the sky. Fall down

Endless and pervasive.

Shi Feixuan seemed to feel that her neck and heart were facing a terrifying danger, and this danger came from their own sensing ability

She suddenly closed her eyes and looked attentively?

What she saw.

It was a myriad of amorous currents, like snakes, like demons.

Kill!!!

Brush Brush Brush!

Everyone was in a cold sweat, and it was a state of enchantment after being completely shocked.

Suddenly!

Airplanes~~

An empty sound shattered the enchantment.

When the concubine opened her eyes, she saw the turbulence of the storm.

If the wind is too fast. You can see the shapes, and the shape of these winds is the storm.

And this storm should have annihilated them all, but at this moment they are invisibly splitting and diverging to both sides of their place

Just because it's there.

She watched the storm. The storm is a diversion.

And at the source of the storm, Abe Harumi smiled slightly, and his slender and bony hand poked out.

"Here Comes the Butterfly"

A dish condensed by the wind at the tip of his finger, it danced.

The storm turned into countless butterflies.

Swirling a swirl of suffocating butterflies.

Butterfly kill!

"Energy Flow Illusion" Qi Lian frowned. This man is really powerful. She is not an opponent.

Natasha, on the other hand, saw that this was more than an ability manipulation, and she couldn't see any weaknesses in her skills.

And with it

She didn't say a word, just slipped her fingers in the air, dragging out a stream of golden rune light, turning in the air, hum!

The spiral ring of gold wrapped around them, flicking with the flick of Sui Yi's fingers.

Airplanes!

Streams of gold collided

Crash!

Brilliant gold. The butterflies turned into crystals and disappeared.

And Shi Feixuan and others found that Sui Yi seemed to be also

The wind is up, and the butterflies are coming. They staggered and flew.

The man is gone.

At the top of Lingyun Pavilion.

On the top floor, on the left and right is Abe Harumi following Yi.

The two people with the same excellent skin stood in the highest position, which was more dazzling than the sun high in the sky, and at this moment, the butterflies between Abe Qingming had not dispersed, but were more and more enchanting and fluttering, and a layer of runes swirled around Yi's body

"The world calls me Yin and Yang, the so-called Yin and Yang, nothing more than the five elements of heaven and earth, the opportunity to control the world, and the insight into the future"

"And your art is not in nature, but in yourself"

Abe Qingming looked at Sui Yi and said slowly: "On the road, I won't lose"

One is the nature of heaven and earth, and the other is itself, from the macrocosm of the universe, Abe Qingming really has no reason to lose.

And now he seems to want to defeat Sui Yi in terms of language skills.

Sui Yi said: "Lose or win, why don't you predict?" ”

"All the magicians in the world can't predict their future, you won't know it" Abe Qingming seemed to be a little surprised by Sui Yi's words, and then without waiting for Sui Yi to answer, his face suddenly paused slightly, and then he smiled.

Yes, since you can't predict yourself, doesn't that mean that for a magician, the most important thing is still yourself.

You are the biggest enemy, if you defeat yourself, why care about the nature of this world.

Abe Harumi smiled, his fingers caressed the butterfly's wings, and said quietly: "Maybe you're right"

Sui Yi was also surprised by the other party's calmness.

It shows that this person's state of mind has reached a high level.

To put it bluntly, this person is the person with the most complete state of mind among the people Sui Yi has met so far.

Song Que also felt this, so his brows pressed slightly.

In the Lingyun Pavilion, Wanwan and Hou Xibai stood side by side, Hou Xibai looked slightly worried, and Wanwan turned his head to look at the window on the second floor of a pavilion in Lingyun Pavilion was open, and there was a person sitting inside.

From the open arc of the window, you can see that the man's hand is holding a burgundy red porcelain cup, the wine in the cup is like blood, and the nails on the white jade fingers are also like blood.

Song Que is as strong as this, but the focus in recent days is not Song Que and Miyamoto Musashi.

The most important thing is

What kind of existence is this Suiyi!

It was also at this time that Wanwan suddenly heard that Abe Harumaki say: "They stirred their wings"

The wind rose, the butterflies came, they staggered and flew, and the sea was rolled up.

As his words fell.

Rumble!

The lake below the Lingyun Pavilion was in an uproar and rolled up a monstrous wave!

Song Que was still suffocated by how many masters were present,

When words come, the world moves, is this still the power that people can have?

Then Abe Qingming is terrifying, that is, the average suzerain-level opponent? (To be continued.) )