In the last exam of martial arts, it is understandable for Ding Jian to compete for the martial champion, but Li Yun stayed until the end, but it was unexpected.

"Sister Hong Jiao, you have fought with this person, how do you feel?" Ritsukagawa asked.

A second-rate master advanced to the finals, how to not be surprised.

Li Hongjiao showed a rare solemn expression, no longer a hippie smile, and said: "I don't know, this person seems to only have the strength of a second-rate master, but his skills can easily defeat me, which shows that this person is also hiding his strength." ”

Li Hongjiao is a peerless seventh stage, and Rao is Wan Xiangyu can't do this.

"So you mean that his cultivation is also an innate realm?"

This may be the only reasonable explanation, but no matter how you look at Li Yun's strength, he is just a second-rate master, nothing more.

However, where did they know Li Yun's cultivation ability, Wen Yidao was the ability of the ancient Confucian sage, how could it be ordinary and comparable, and what was the challenge of leapfrogging.

Li Hongjiao shook her head, she was also confused, and shouted: "Brother Ding Jian, you must be careful of this person, his methods are extremely strange, don't follow his way." ”

In the ring, Ding Jian's face was indifferent, and he stared at the Spring and Autumn Pen in Li Yun's hand.

The two stood on both sides, stared at each other for a long time, and suddenly heard Ding Jian ask coldly: "Wang Yuanbo was killed by you?" ”

Hearing this, Li Yun felt for a while, thinking that his disguise had been seen through. As we all know, it was King Yun who killed Wang Yuanbo, and Ding Jian must have seen something when he asked this.

"Don't understand what you're saying?"

"You don't need to understand, you just need to answer my question, did you kill Wang Yuanbo."

Ding Jian didn't know any Yun King, he only recognized that the weapon used by the person who killed Wang Yuanbo was a strange pen.

There are very few people in the world who hold the pen and make the instrument, and even say that there can be none, but it is the writer in front of him, so he has a question.

"So what? Isn't it? Do you want to avenge him? Li Yun asked rhetorically.

Ding Jian pulled out the sword at his waist, held it flat and pointed at Li Yun, and said, "Do you recognize this sword?!" ”

Ice Sword!

Wang Yuanbo wore a sword before his death, and he really came to seek revenge.

Li Yun didn't say anything, and Ding Jian already knew the answer from his eyes, and said: "Killing people to pay for their lives, I thought that it would take some weeks to find you, but it seems that there is no need for this, and today I will avenge my junior brother." ”

"This is a martial arts exam, you dare to kill?!"

"What's the matter if you kill me, I'm here to seek revenge." Ding Jianke was not interested in any martial arts champions.

"Then come on, let me see the real Tianquan Sword Technique." Li Yun said.

Wang Yuanbo died, only to blame him for not being proficient in learning, Ding Jiannai was the first person of the younger generation in Tianjian Villa, and Tianquan swordsmanship was even better.

Not only that, but he has comprehended a more powerful sword technique on top of the Tianquan Sword Technique, and his talent is not strong.

With the referee's order, the game officially began.

In the face of a master like Ding Jian, Li Yun did not dare to slack off, he immediately pulled the end of the Spring and Autumn pen, the strokes became longer, and the barrel of the pen was also lengthened.

The two of them didn't drag the mud and water, Ding Jian was eager for revenge, he stood out with his long sword, and even made a move:

Tianquan swordsmanship, Shiyu Cangyan.

This is the Shiyu Cangyan Liu, which he comprehended on the basis of the Tianquan swordsmanship, this set of swordsmanship relies on the Tianquan swordsmanship, and it is very different, and it is divided into twelve styles in total.

"Shi Yu Cangyan, the first type, axle rain."

When it was too late, the Ice Spirit Sword stabbed forward violently, a seemingly ordinary sword long stab, which contained a powerful sword intent.

Swish!

A black shadow flashed, and before Li Yun could dodge, he felt a hot pain in his arm.

When he came back to his senses, Ding Jian had already appeared behind Li Yun, and the speed of Fang Cai's rapid forward stab and slash had been completed in just an instant.

"That's a lot of speed."

Li Hongjiao couldn't help but rub her eyes, even a person of her level didn't see Ding Jian's speed clearly.

"This son's comprehension of the meaning of the sword is not simple." Qin Huaidao praised.

At the same time, he also sweated for Li Yun, can he really give birth to this kind of master?

One of Li Yun's arms was slashed, blood seeped out from the depths of his clothes, and before he could breathe, Ding Jian made a second move again, he didn't give the other party a chance, and was ready to kill with one blow.

"Shiyu Cangyan, the third style, stay in the rain."

But seeing that he was holding the hilt of the sword with his backhand, and suddenly the palm of his hand came, and the blade fell in parallel, and at the moment when the blade was about to hit the ground, he kicked the end of the hilt with his sword.

Sou!

The Ice Spirit Sword stabbed at his opponent at an unimaginably fast speed.

If it is usual, it will inevitably pierce the chest with a sword, but who is Li Yun? The cultivation is greatly reduced, but with his innate consciousness and Luo Shen step, his waist leans back, and his body falls backwards.

But Ding Jian's sword was still very fast, and Li Yun barely dodged it, but the sword passed by the distance from his cheek size, and was scratched by the sword qi, and the side of his cheek was cut, revealing a trace of blood.

The sword came out of his hand, and Ding Jian also stepped out to chase the sword, seeing that he dodged the third style, he didn't panic, how could the person who could kill Wang Yuanbo be a general?

He caught the flying sword and used the third move:

"Time Rain Swift, Seventh Style, May Rain."

The moment he grasped the hilt of the sword, he instantly handed over the sword to the other hand, and the trajectory of the sword line also changed, and he quickly slashed out.

"Time Rain Swift, Second Style, Reverse Rain."

The seventh form and the second form worked together perfectly, and the moment he slashed out, his wrist was raised upward, and a sword wall was formed by the sword qi, and he died when he touched it.

In just a few breaths, the sword in Ding Jian's hand seemed to be alive, like a dancing silver snake, and that set of combos almost killed Li Yun.

His swordsmanship is many times stronger than that of the king of Yuanru.

But......

In the face of the opponent's series of tricks, others were already unable to parry, but Li Yun resisted his two moves, not only did not die, but survived with the blessing of Luo Shenbu and the Spring and Autumn Pen.

Rao was undefeated, but he was also scarred, Ding Jian took a breath for a while, he waved his side swing, looked at Li Yun and said, "Give up, you have no chance of winning." ”

"Really?"

Li Yun wiped the blood from the wound in embarrassment, and replied: "How can you know until the end." ”

"A futile struggle."

Since Li Yun's mouth is tough, let him know the gap between the two, and when he speaks, he will use a more domineering trick: "Shiyu Cangyan, eighth style, five winds and ten rains." ”

The sword qi condensed into a gang wind, and attacked straight towards Li Yun, vowing to tear people apart.

When everyone saw this, many people closed their eyes, and even Li Xiaogong, the secretary of the military department, said: "The victory or defeat has been decided." ”

When everyone thought that Li Yun was going to lose, they suddenly wrote a poem: "The cold light shines on the iron clothes!" ”

The poems turned into armor as hard as iron and draped over Li Yun.

Rumble!

Gangfeng and the armor collided, making a loud noise, and a cloud of smoke and dust was raised at the scene.

"Lost."

However, just when everyone else felt that Li Yun was bound to lose, when the smoke and dust cleared, in the ring, they saw Li Yun's emaciated figure not falling.

"Who said I lost?" Li Yun's voice sounded, and Qin Huaidao showed a relieved smile.

He looked at Ding Jian and said, "Have you run out of tricks?" Next it's my turn. ”