"What? The knife has been sharpened to the hilt?"

Many people have just turned back from the loss of their knives, and they can't suppress the surprise in their hearts and blurt out loudly.

"Isn't it? The battle between the two of them was so fierce that I felt like I was dreaming, but my whole heart seemed to be surging!"

Some people even used their hands to soothe their minds, and after a long time, they were still up and down, looking at the two figures in the ring, one black and one white, with a pair of suspicious eyes, and even breathing became short of breath when they spoke.

All of a sudden, all kinds of voices were endless, everyone was attracted by the battle in front of them, and for a while, the entire graduation test was also rendered to the peak in an instant, and everyone didn't know what the next battle would be, but the only thing that was certain was that the two people in front of them, no matter who failed, was an unacceptable thing, so at such a juncture, everyone's hearts were more full of contradictions.

Looking at the high platform again, those hall masters, elders, stewards, and even village masters who were usually high above were completely silent in such a wonderful duel, completely forgetting themselves.

The three hall masters were expressionless, but they kept nodding their heads, especially Wu Qing, a pair of black-clothed young men who had never left the ring for a long time, and a heart was like overturning a five-flavor bottle, and various flavors emerged, but this only made him more solemn and expressionless.

In just three years, he has really grown up, not to mention what the outcome of the next battle will be, this kind of performance alone is enough to make him desperate to be sent to the inner village.

Wu Qing thought so in his heart, and the cold rain Xue Ming beside him also thought the same, but Gongye Qingfeng, the lord of the second village, who had been sitting behind them, had a face that was already gloomy and dense, and was about to drip out of the ice.

At this time, Gongye Qingfeng also looked intently at the ring, he saw the previous confrontation between the two in his eyes perfectly, and watched his nephew being slashed twice by the inconspicuous-looking hairy boy, his heart had already become painful, and his hands were clenched together, if it weren't for the staring eyes staring at him, I am afraid he would have been unable to bear to personally wipe it out on the spot.

But even so, in his heart, he had already set the death penalty for Jing Chong, not for anything else, but just for his own dignity, and the insurmountable domineering with their Gongye family.

"Kill him!"

With such an idea, Gongye Qingfeng's gaze immediately condensed on the first line, as if he had sensed it, and immediately attracted the attention of Gongye Changxun in the ring, and the two of them looked at each other and immediately reached a consensus.

With the support of his uncle, Gongye Changxun's heart suddenly became more firm, and in this battle, the other party will definitely die.

Under the interference of such a state of mind, the sword in Gongye Changxun's hand also became more powerful, but the moment he saw that he cut off the firewood knife in Jing Chong's hand with a sword, he did not hesitate for a minute, only to see his wrist flick slightly, and the sword in his hand instantly turned into an arc and slashed towards Jing Chong's forehead.

Such a big opening and closing, completely out of the gist of the swordsmanship, he turned the stab into a split, the viciousness of his mind is staggering, it is obvious that he can't wait to split Jing Chong into two pieces from the middle with a sword.

But with such impatience, it means that he can't get his wish smoothly.

At the moment when the sword that was split out was just raised, Jing Chong had already noticed it, and casually threw away the handle of the firewood knife in his hand, he no longer dared to be careless, and easily pulled out the blood qi steel knife that had just returned from his back.

After three years of separation, the familiar atmosphere is still the same, faintly, Jing Chong can still see his father's figure from the steel knife, at this moment, he seems to see his father's tall figure holding the steel knife and waving it wantonly, the agile posture, the vigorous posture, all of which show Jing Chong's father's brilliance.

Although this is all fantasy, it still added endless confidence to Jing Chong in an instant, he only felt that his belief was firm and unmoving, and an unprecedented sense of security crept in, which immediately warmed his bullied heart.

"Father, don't worry, I won't let your sword insult your prestige!"

Extremely cherishingly, he wiped the blade with his hand, and Jing Chong's body suddenly turned into a whirlwind and slashed away against the long sword on the opposite side.

"Phew!"

There is no fear of swords colliding with each other, there is no longer the previous restraint, Jing Chong's breath suddenly rose, showing his might, the strength of his body is inexhaustible, and every knife is full of strength.

Since both sides are rare blades, therefore, at the moment when the two sides clash, even if the two blades split each other, it will not cause any damage to the blade itself, so this time Jing Chong's sword dance also seems to be extraordinarily smooth, in one go.

In an instant, the sword flew up and down, and the bloody red light instantly enveloped the sword on the opposite side, and the two of them fought back and forth in one place, until the sky was dark, flying sand and stones.

On the huge ring, the four colors of one white and one black, one red and one blue constantly collided and blended, and then separated, and gradually disappeared the figures of the two people, and also disappeared The blade of the sword, the two people were completely shrouded in their respective dancing swords, and in the void, they saw two rays of light flying up and down, inseparable.

The dragon fought like this, and it lasted for half an hour, only to see the red mangs slash out and separate the two colors from it.

Until this time, Dan saw that the two figures, one black and one white, had taken a few steps back, one by one, they were drenched in hot sweat, panting, and their eyes were stacked with hatred, and at the same time they released the color of indignation.

But anyone with a heart can feel that in the battle just now, due to the gap in strength between the two sides, it is obvious that Gongye Changxun is slightly inferior, and in that kind of confrontation, he has not suffered less, so now he has a pair of eyes, in addition to unwillingness and resentment, there is more of the indelible killing intent.

Of course, Jing Chong understood the other party's thoughts, but he knew even more deeply that after the war for so long, the sword moves used by the other party were all from the "Three Yuan Sword Technique" cultivated by the Teaching Art Hall, so that the other sword moves with art cultivation mentioned by Steward Su at the beginning have not appeared so far.

Therefore, even if the two of them have been fighting for so long, he has not fully displayed his sword skills, he is also waiting, waiting for the final battle to come, and he is also looking forward to the real strength of the other party.

Jing Chong's thoughts, Gongye Changxun on the other side didn't know, but Gongye Changxun had already woken up from the pressure created by Jing Chong, and now, all his moves were suppressed, coupled with the terrifying power of the other party, it was even more frustrated when he was fighting, so in the shortest possible time, Gongye Changxun made the final plan.

"In that case, don't blame me for being ruthless!"

The cold gaze shrank, and the spirit of Gongye Changxun, who originally seemed to be out of breath and had been at the end of the crossbow, followed for a while, and the low aura immediately rose a little, and then looked at the long sword in his hand, but it completely converged the previous brilliance, and it became dim in an instant.

An even more gloomy breath came, and suddenly Jing Chong's body, who was originally panting and sweating, trembled, and the hot sweat that originally flowed out shrank, and the pores contracted for a while, and the goosebumps all over his body were aroused, and at the same time, even the back of the back faintly came with a burst of cool air.

After calming down for a long time, this feeling gradually dissipated, but at this time, Jing Chong had already started his spirit, the green tendons on his forehead rumbled, and the blood and gas steel knife in his hand was held tightly in his hand, and a pair of eyes flashed like electricity, locking every part of the upper and lower parts of the body around the person opposite, quietly waiting for the danger to continue to come.

The next moment, I really saw Gongye Changxun's raised left foot move, but the long sword in his hand did not show the slightest sign of flipping from beginning to end, not only that, but there was not even a trace of fluctuation.

The cold gaze condensed into a sharp blade, as if it had pierced the person in an instant, which shocked people's hearts, but at this moment, Gongye Changxun's slowly moving body flashed to the left, and disappeared in an instant.

"Is this coming?"

Such a strange mutation suddenly made Jing Chong's nerves tighten, and he almost subconsciously realized that danger was coming, he spat out, and hurriedly waved his knife to turn around to look for the enemy, but at this moment, Leng Buding felt a cold wind under his feet, and a flash of blue light had already been along the root of his leg towards the back of the hip.

This sword is like lightning, it is impossible to prevent it, and the means are vicious, extremely ruthless, a sword swing, it is bound to stab people in two with a sword.

Feeling the constant dangerous aura coming from the lower and lower bodies, Jing Chong didn't dare to be careless, and the steel knife in his hand swung back, but when he heard the sound of "bang", the swords collided, and he thought that the knife had blocked the opponent's attack, but at this moment, the sword blade turned and pierced Jing Chong's left buttocks, and fell into a depth of more than three inches.

A sharp coolness came madly, and then there was a kind of pain that drilled into the heart, and the hot blood flowed down the pants, Jing Chong's body suddenly jumped up like an electric shock, and a few rushed forward a few steps before pulling out the sticky long sword.

At the same time, but seeing Jing Chong's face, the sweat that had just disappeared was dripping down like a flood that broke the embankment.

Turning his head with a face full of shame, in front of so many people, Jing Chong could only cover his left buttocks with his hand, forcibly enduring the humiliation and pain, but he couldn't help but scold, "What a despicable swordsmanship!"

As soon as these words came out, but when he saw Gongye Changxun on the other side, the corners of his mouth had already lifted the corners of his mouth to reveal a hideous face, his eyes were fierce, his face was provocative, and his evil voice came into his ears at the same time facing the wind, "Despicable swordsmanship? Hmph! As long as you can take your life, as long as you can win by surprise, this is the best swordsmanship! Don't talk nonsense, look at me to play the Yin Desperate Sword!"

Before the words fell, Gongye Changxun couldn't wait to dodge and follow closely, the sword was like ice and the heart was like a stone, this time, he no longer had a trace of mercy on his subordinates.