On the stone platform, after Xie Wushuang took a deep breath, he immediately exerted a slight force in his palm, and there seemed to be a fire burning in his deep eyes. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 The true qi above his body also became surging at this moment.

Holding the long sword in her hand, feeling the heavy force that continued to come from the long whip, Gong Moyan looked straight ahead, looking at the young man on the opposite side whose eyes were full of flames.

In mid-air, the two looked at each other, Xie Wushuang's expression was awe-inspiring, and he looked like he was bound to win, as if the overall situation of the competition was under his control, but looking at Gong Moyan, her expression was a little complicated and intriguing.

Three years, the young man in front of him has really become a martial artist in three years, I'm afraid no one knows the hardships he has paid, she knows his talent better than anyone else, just for this competition, he really broke through the suppression of talent.

"What, aren't you still exerting your strength? If you have this ability, then don't stop there, otherwise ......" On the stone platform, Xie Wushuang looked at Gong Moyan, who seemed to be thinking about something, and his attention was a little inattentive, and he coughed lightly.

It's just that before he finished speaking, a strong force was pulled by a long whip, and the true qi of the two of them was not weak, and they actually confronted each other for a while.

Judging from Xie Wushuang's strength just now, Gong Moyan understood that if the lord himself underestimated the other party, then maybe he would make a big mistake this time.

In the courtyard, the eyes of the audience were fixed on the two young figures on the stage, but what they didn't expect was that they thought it would be a one-sided competition, but now it is not as bad as they imagined.

Gong Moyan's body trembled slightly, and with a fierce force, the long sword was like a water snake, flexibly getting rid of the shackles of the long whip, and the sword light flashed, turning into a black shadow, and stabbed at Xie Wushuang's chest fiercely.

The sword light is sharp, the sword aura is compelling, and everyone in the audience is even more amazed when they see it.

"Senior Sister Gong's swordsmanship looks much stronger than the last time the sect competed."

"It's really powerful, if I were that Xie Wushuang, I would definitely not be able to take this sword."

"It is worthy of being a closed disciple of the sect master, and his strength is strong."

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Under the stage, the disciples of the Tianxing Sect discussed one after another, and they were amazed by the sword aura that erupted from Gong Moyan's sword.

The corners of Zeng Kefan's mouth were raised, looking at the high-profile woman on the stage, the desire for Gong Moyan in his heart became stronger and stronger, so many delicate women, isn't it what he is pursuing?

It's a pity that King Xiang has a dream goddess who has no heart, even in the past two years, he has made the best use of everything, and he still can't impress the heart of the beauty. But Zeng Kefan is not an infatuated species, he has a big heart.

There is no grass at the end of the world, in the past, he pursued Gong Moyan because he felt that the other party's noble status was secondary, and he mainly liked the other party's delicate face. But now, he gradually shifted his attention to Xiao Wan'er, the new goddess in the mouth of the male disciples of the Tianxing Sect recently.

If Gong Moyan's beauty is peerless among all the female disciples of Tairan Mountain, then the only one who can compete with her is Xiao Wan'erle.

Compared with Gong Moyan's unattainable height, Xiao Wan'er is much closer, so the male disciples in the entire Tianxing Sect branch can't stop wanting this girl who has become more and more delicate in recent years.

Zeng Kefan relied on his identity as the son of the peak lord to usually have contact with the other party, although he had not yet won this flower, but he was bound to catch up with Xiao Wan'er, thinking that he couldn't help but sweep his eyes sideways to the quiet and well-behaved beautiful girl not far away.

Xiao Wan'er watched the contest on the stage intently, not noticing anyone's voyeuristic gaze at all. The stubborn and indifferent figure on the stage made her feel that the other party could defeat Senior Sister Gong in a trance. As soon as this strange thought came to mind, Xiao Nizi hurriedly shook her head and dispelled this strange thought.

Zeng Kefan's eyes widened slightly, and the cute appearance of the girl who shook her head and whispered was seen by him, the most important thing was the way she shook her head, her heart seemed to be opened, such a pure and beautiful woman, if he missed it in this life, he would definitely regret it.

touched his chest, and the balance with Gong Moyan hanging on one end and Xiao Wan'er on the other gradually tilted towards Xiao Wan'er.

Instead of chasing after Senior Sister Gong, who is always close to her elusion and unattainable, he is not determined to pursue a lovely woman like Senior Sister Wan'er.

When I returned to the sect, I asked my father to go to Granny Tian to propose marriage for me, and there were more and more thoughts in my heart, Zeng Kefan's eyes gradually blurred, and even the peerless sword of Gong Moyan on the stage could not attract his attention.

"Are you coming? Gong Moyan, are you proud of your sword moves? Under the pressure of the sword intent, Xie Wushuang was not afraid, and a soft low roar came out of his throat.

A look on Qingxiu's cheeks tightened, and he flicked the fiery red long whip that was attached to the ground, and followed the path of the sword qi to face it.

Gong Moyan looked at the swift whip shadow as usual with a face as usual, his sword intent was dominated by the wind, and speed and dexterity were equally important. Therefore, Xie Wushuang wanted to compete with her with speed, which was what she was best at, and it was precisely the muzzle of the gun that he collided.

This is very contrary to the strategy of attacking the opponent's shortcomings with his own strengths, and it is impossible for him not to know about this kind of major battle amplification, unless, Xie Wushuang has absolute confidence in his own speed, and he is sure that he can compete with the opponent in terms of speed.

The path of the sharp royal blue sword seems to have been known by the whip, and the whip will block it one by one no matter which way the sword attacks.

The distance between Gong Moyan and Xie Wushuang has always been maintained at about two meters, no matter how Gong Moyan attacks, Xie Wushuang can always tap the ground with his flexible toes, and his body is like a fallen leaf blown away by the wind, floating around, and in the blink of an eye, the two of them are staggered, and they have exchanged more than 30 moves back and forth.

Offstage, the disciples of the Tianxing Sect looked okay, but they were also slightly taken aback, no one expected that the strength of the kid of the Xie family who dared to challenge Senior Sister Gong was really good, and he could last so long under Gong Moyan's fast sword. The Xie family was shocked, especially the young people, as if they had exploded, and everyone looked at Xie Wushuang who took Gong Moyan's sword after sword in disbelief, and suddenly, they seemed to feel that the picture in front of them was illusory.

The young sect master of the Tianxing Sect, who was so strong that even the sword intent could be wielded wantonly, her fierce sword attack would actually intersect with the long whip in Xie Wu's hands, even with the help of the coercion of the sword intent, he still couldn't help half a point.

Are the people on stage really the stupid teenagers they once tried their best to mock? When will he become so strong.

Xie Wushuang three years ago, in the eyes of everyone in Xie Mansion, was the kind of waste material that even if he cultivated for a thousand years, he would not be close to the threshold of touching his internal strength.

But the facts proved to the people of the Xie Mansion that their denial of the boy was completely wrong, the mistake was very outrageous, there was no news of him after leaving home for three years, no one knew where he went, and when he returned again, Xie Wushuang used his accumulated strength to prove to everyone that even if he didn't have the slightest talent, even if he was stupid, even if his cultivation path was dark, as long as he continued to move forward, he would eventually be rewarded.

Because even the faintest light has the power to illuminate the way ahead, and as long as it is not extinguished, then the end of the road will eventually be lit.

Gong Moyan's body quickly impacted the young man who was constantly resisting her sword moves, her autumn water sword was as sharp as clay, quite spiritual, and it was the long sword that his master Yan Han once wore.

This sword was in Yan Han's hand ten years ago, it was to kill an enemy who didn't know how to go, even if he later made a great sword intent and sealed this sword, but the rumors about this sword were still talked about on Tairan Mountain.

As Yan Han's first apprentice and the only apprentice, Yan Han's intention to give the Qiushui Sword to Gong Moyan is self-evident.

But the long whip in Xie Wu's hands didn't seem to be ordinary, and under the confrontation with the Qiushui Sword again and again, with the sound of clanging bells and some sparks popping out, the fiery red long whip didn't have anything at all.

Xie Wushuang felt that his heart was beating extremely fast, even when he was training life and death again and again in the Western Regions, he had never jumped so fast.

Three years ago, for today's battle, he followed his master away from home, just to make himself stronger, and during those days outside, his heart seemed to be a huge iron rope, insulating him from all the sorrow, pain, and confusion, just to get the power he dreamed of.

Now, he is stronger, but the iron rope in his heart has not been untied, he clearly understands that Gong Moyan is the key to unlock the iron cable, and only if he completely defeats Gong Moyan, the iron rope that binds his heart will be cut off.

When the time comes, Xie Wushuang is confident that without the shackles of the iron rope, he will only become stronger.