In the face of Zhao Zilong's challenge, the battle intent on Nangong Yuheng's body was wildly growing, and a cold killing intent flashed in the depths of his eyes.

Although there have been no deaths in the case of the White Feather Army master as the referee this time, this does not mean that deaths are not allowed.

There are always times when a master makes a mistake and there is always a time when he can't control it, and it is inevitable that something will happen to a dead person.

There are casualties in the fights within the sect, let alone in this kind of martial arts in the ring?

Nangong Yuheng had a real killing intent against Zhao Zilong, since the moment Zhao Zilong yelled at him yesterday and drove him out of the ring mercilessly, Zhao Zilong was already a dead man in his eyes.

As the pride of the sky, Nangong Yuheng was born in the cultivation world, and has enjoyed powerful cultivation resources since he was a child, and was selected by the Qingyun Sword Sect because of his transcendent talent, and finally became a well-deserved pride among the young disciples of this generation.

In this life, Nangong Yuheng enjoys too much glory and light, so he has a sense of pride and superiority in his bones, and no matter where he goes, he will only summon stunning and adoring eyes.

However, just yesterday, the moment he landed in the martial arts ring, when he habitually enjoyed the light and glory of thousands of eyes, he was stopped by a voice from Zhao Zilong.

Get lost!

Hehe, since he was a child, no one has ever dared to speak so disrespectfully to him Nangong Yuheng.

Therefore, in Nangong Yuheng's eyes, Zhao Zilong was already a dead man, even if this guy finally shook Bai Zhan, who was ranked fourth in the White Feather Army, it still wouldn't shake Nangong Yuheng's determination to kill Zhao Zilong.

Ying Wuyue glanced at Zhao Zilong and Nangong Yuheng with a little unwillingness, and finally sighed, turned around and jumped out of the ring, standing far away.

Several other top eight players on the stage saw that Ying Wuyue and other arrogant people jumped out of the ring to avoid it, and they also jumped off the ring one after another.

Bai Yange glanced at Zhao Zilong and Nangong Yuheng, nodded affectionately and solemnly, and waved his big hand: "Everyone retreats thirty meters!" ”

The audience was in an uproar, and the onlookers closest to the ring were moved, but no one dared to disobey Bai Yange's order and retreated one after another.

Thirty meters back, this is something that has not happened since the beginning of the martial arts competition.

This means that the two finalists on the stage have strong enough strength, and the momentum created by the two strong men when they fight is enough to deter the lives of the audience within a radius of tens of meters.

Suddenly, the audience in the audience was looking forward to this real showdown, and many people even trembled with excitement.

Zhan Yunfei and all the people of the Qingyun Sword Sect became excited, and one of the disciples of the Qingyun Sword Sect couldn't help but say loudly: "Senior Brother Nangong, kill that guy, you are the strongest!" ”

On the stage, Zhao Zilong didn't hear the voice in his ears, stared at Nangong Yuheng with his eyes sparkling, and said loudly: "Come on, you and I have a good fight!" ”

Nangong Yuheng felt that the perverted aura on Zhao Zilong's body was still growing wildly, and the affection on his face became unprecedentedly dignified. He had seen Zhao Zilong make a move, and knew that Zhao Zilong's realm was still limited to the peak state of the Infinite Realm, but the combat power of this son was far stronger than that of a cultivator at the peak state of the Infinite Realm.

To be able to shake a strong man of Bai Zhan's level, Zhenyuan cultivation will at least be at the peak of the invincible realm!

Gradually, Nangong Yuheng pulled out the long sword in his hand, and suddenly, there seemed to be no Nangong Yuheng in the field, only a sword remained, a sword that was incomparable and proud.

Although this sword qi was far less powerful than the kind of sword that suddenly flashed in the void yesterday that made people bow down and surrender, it was enough to shock the heart.

If he hadn't met Bai Hechou, Zhao Zilong knew that he was not qualified to fight with the person in front of him at all, at least he had no chance of winning.

But now, he has obtained the inheritance of Bai Hechou, and the cultivation realm has taken a big step forward, and he is not afraid of a battle.

What's more, this battle is about Murong's belonging, and he can't lose!

When Nangong Yuheng's momentum grew to a certain level, Zhao Zilong's eyes suddenly lost the other party's figure.

"So fast!"

Some of the older generation of masters in the audience couldn't help but exclaim.

Nangong Yuheng's figure disappeared, and in the next moment, it had already appeared in the void less than three meters away in front of Zhao Zilong, and the long sword in his hand fell down with a skillful attitude.

"It is worthy of Nangong Yuheng, the Qingyun Sword Sect's Sanqing Sword Technique and the Lost Phantom Footwork are perfectly fused with it, this move is really ingenious, and ordinary people can't even catch his move." During the VIP banquet, some masters who came to watch the excitement nodded one after another, their faces full of surprise and approval.

Zhao Zilong's heart sank, and he secretly said so fast. It's just that at the same time, the green knife in his hand slashed forward without hesitation.

Out of the corner of his eye, he saw Nangong Yuheng's figure when he appeared, so he almost instinctively slashed out this knife, but a simple knife forced Nangong Yuheng to take it.

Unless Nangong Yuheng wants to lose both with him.

The heroes in the White Emperor City gathered, and countless senior masters secretly cheered when they saw Zhao Zilong's move.

Nangong Yuheng's moves and body techniques are exquisite, and the combination is flawless, such a character is really talented, in the face of such an opponent, unless he overwhelmingly crushes the opponent in the realm, he can only be caught in an endless pursuit.

Although this is the first move, it is enough to determine the next victory.

However, Zhao Zilong did not allow Nangong Yuheng's plan to succeed, so he slashed out with a knife.

Some of the old men on the side of the Qingyun Sword Sect sneered, Zhao Zilong's move was indeed a good counterattack, and he was able to crack Nangong Yuheng's offensive advantage. However, if it is hard, Nangong Yuheng can also crush Zhao Zilong!

Almost all the masters of the Qingyun Sword Sect thought so.

However, Nangong Yuheng changed his tricks at the last moment, and did not directly fight Zhao Zilong.

Jingling!

In the crisp cross talk, the swords collided together, shooting out countless sparks, Nangong Yuheng's body turned into a phantom, weirdly crossed over the top of Zhao Zilong's head, and stabbed down from Zhao Zilong's back with a sword in his hand.

"Good!"

Nangong Yuheng's change of move was so fast, and it even seemed that he had expected that Zhao Zilong would crack his first move with that kind of move, so this second change of move actually seemed so free and easy, smooth and exquisite.

Martial arts in the world is only fast and unbreakable.

However, in the face of absolute strength, fast is always relative, if your speed cannot break through the limit, unable to make the opponent react, as long as the opponent is strong enough, any attack is ineffective.

Since ancient times, swordsmanship has been a kind of attack skill that cultivators have studied most attentively and painstakingly, and people who cultivate all over the world love swords, so swords have become the gentlemen and kings among the hundred soldiers, and are deeply loved by cultivators.

Kendo has the humility and suppleness of a gentleman, and the domineering and fierceness of a madman.

However, a powerful kendo is nothing more than fast and domineering.

The sword path of the Qingyun Sword Sect is fierce and domineering, and it is even faster and lightning.

At this moment, what Nangong Yuheng unleashed was a fast sword, and its move changes were dazzling, and countless sword dao seniors secretly clapped their palms, and even a peak master elder of the Qingyun Sword Sect couldn't help but nod secretly, and said with a smile: "Yuheng, this kid has comprehended the true meaning of sword dao to such a realm, which can be called perfect." The moves have approached perfection, there are no flaws, and they will be invincible! ”

"Clank!"

The crisp sound continued to spread, knocking on everyone's hearts again and again.

As a result, the look of surprise on people's faces became strange.

is no longer simply surprised by Nangong Yuheng's exquisite swordsmanship and strange body style, but more surprised by Zhao Zilong's domineering attitude that stood in the field and blocked all of Nangong Yuheng's attacks with no change.

Let you change in a thousand ways, I will break ten thousand swords with one sword!

"Sure enough, it's a chess opponent!"

"Nangong Yuheng's fast body technique, such exquisite swordsmanship!"

"That Zhao Zilong responds to all changes with the same, he is really powerful, and all the thirty-seven swords of Nangong Yuheng were blocked by him at a critical moment."

"But no matter what, this Nangong Yuheng still has an absolute advantage in the attack, and he suppressed that kid from the beginning!"

"Yes, if you can't do something, in the end, this kid will be grinded to death by Nangong Yuheng, and within a hundred moves, he will be defeated by Nangong Yuheng to find a flaw."

The battle between the two on the stage was fierce and exciting, Nangong Yuheng This was the first time to shoot in front of the world's masters, and most of the young people present were strong people of the same age, so seeing Nangong Yuheng's shot, everyone had a feeling of shame.

Some young people who were still unconvinced before and felt that they were unlucky and failed to reach the final eight became silent when they saw the wonderful confrontation between Zhao Zilong and Nangong Yuheng.

In the blink of an eye, sixty moves passed, Nangong Yuheng's body technique became faster and faster, and the combination of the whole person's swordsmanship and body technique became more and more perfect, so that the power of each sword became greater and greater.

"It's not good, Nangong Yuheng's attack is just a sword momentum brewing in power, and it is paving the way for the next real attack!" Bai Yange's heart jumped suddenly, and he was the first to see Nangong Yuheng's true purpose, and his heart was shocked.

Brewing sword momentum in battle, accumulating momentum with constant attacks, could this Nangong Yuheng really cultivate his own kendo at such a young age?

At that time, Emperor Bai Zhao Tianzong was talented, and he also comprehended the mystery of his sword when he was thirty years old, and he successfully cultivated his sword, and since then he has been out of control and has become the first kendo master in the world.

Now although this Nangong Yuheng is over thirty years old, he is only thirty-three years old, with such an age close to the age when Emperor Bai Zhao comprehended the sword momentum, this Nangong Yuheng is worthy of being recognized by the world as a talented person who can be recognized by Emperor Bai Zhao back then!

Bai Yange's mood suddenly became heavy, there was such a figure in the Qingyun Sword Sect, he was afraid that it would be really difficult to maintain the current situation in the world!

The smile on the face of the elder of the Qingyun Sword Sect became stronger and stronger, and he said happily: "Yu Heng, this kid's sword momentum has been achieved, and the sword momentum brewed in the battle is bound to be the most powerful one, and the outcome has been decided!" However, it is rare for Zhao Zilong to be able to support sixty moves undefeated under Yu Heng's hands. ”

Now that the ending has been decided, the elder of the Qingyun Sword Sect naturally praised Zhao Zilong without hesitation.

Anyway, the stronger Zhao Zilong is praised, the more he can bring out the strength of Nangong Yuheng.

In the field, Zhao Zilong's perception of the increasingly powerful terrifying sword momentum around his body was naturally the strongest, and he only felt that his entire body was trapped in a cage constructed by a huge sword momentum, and an unprecedented sense of crisis arose in his heart.

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