To say that Gong Moyan's swordsmanship is indeed outstanding, one move is orderly, step by step, and if he hesitates a little, the royal blue long sword will not be soft. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

But under such a coherent sword move, Xie Wushuang is still calm and light, which is indeed impressive.

The fiery red long whip deftly resisted the slashing and stabbing of the long sword again and again, but the wind blade on the long sword blew towards Xie Wushuang with the impact, the cold wind was cold, and the wind blades stabbed at Xie Wushuang with fierce energy.

In the face of the oppression of strength, he did not flinch at all, raised his eyes slightly, his eyes looked directly at the graceful figure that was getting closer and closer to him, and his figure suddenly rushed towards Gong Moyan, his right hand clenched the long whip, the whip was tightly wrapped around the long sword, and with a random flick of his left hand, a strange cyan flame exploded from his left hand.

This cyan flame was very strange, and the wind blades that burst into him were devoured by it one by one. After the wind blade was broken, the cold wind that exploded rushed in all directions.

When the cold wind blew backwards towards Gong Moyan, her green silk was blown up, and the silk scarf on her face was blown high, and a stunning pretty face appeared in everyone's sight.

This face is really perfect, to put it mildly, it is a goose egg face that conforms to the public's aesthetics, and it is not an exaggeration to describe it as a sinking fish and a goose, and a shy flower in the closed moon.

The most attractive thing is that the tip of the nose is faint, and a small black mole appears just right on the left side of Qiong's nose.

The only flaw should be that the left eye is lowered, and there is a red pox on the edge of the pretty face, but this is imperfect in Gong Moyan's eyes, and he wants to cover it with a silk scarf, and in the eyes of outsiders, it is another kind of beauty.

With the embellishment of this red pox, the girl's pretty face is like a budding red peony, which is more enchanting in the ointment, but less vulgar in the glamorous. It's really charming and incomparable.

This face alone makes people's hearts surging and their blood boiling, not to mention the tight body that is lifted by the cold wind.

Because of the wind, the green shirt clings to the skin, outlining the slender willow waist.

Gong Moyan raised her eyebrows slightly, as if she was very surprised by Xie Wushuang's green fire, she had to fight, she keenly sensed the danger of the green fire, if it wasn't for the wind blade to consume the green fire, otherwise it would fall on her at that time, and the consequences would be unimaginable.

The long sword was lifted back, getting rid of the entanglement of the long whip, Gong Moyan didn't stop longer, even though she knew that the other party's green fire was very weird, but she didn't stop longer, and the long sword in her hand stabbed out.

The royal blue sword turned into a blue shadow in the void air, and the sharp tip of the sword seemed to cut through the barrier of the air, and with a "ding" sound, the long whip was like a ghost, and it was wrapped around the long sword again.

It's just that this time Gong Moyan was prepared, the sword and whip touched, and the long sword stimulated the strong force of the touch, so that the long whip that was originally tightly wrapped around the sword body was broken away by this extremely thrilling force.

Xie Wushuang was caught off guard, Gong Moyan immediately made a decision, poured a large amount of true qi into the sword body, and rushed straight towards him.

This sword was much stronger than any of the previous swords, and even the sword that had just broken free from the long whip was much inferior to it. From this, we can see what terrifying energy is hidden in the long sword at this time.

In the audience, the faces of the people who were tense because of Xie Wushuang's first voice began to stretch their brows, and in the eyes of everyone, the real script should be Gong Moyan beating Xie Wushuang with strong swordsmanship.

The scene just now that almost capsized in the gutter still made everyone tremble and sigh, after all, this was very different from the process they imagined.

Granny Tian's tight eyes opened slightly, and she looked at the figure on the stage who turned the situation in some surprise, and said a subtle voice that only she could hear, "True Spirit Qingfeng Sword Technique, I didn't expect that the head of the sect even handed over the True Spirit Qingfeng Sword Technique to Mo Yan." ”

True Spirit Qingfeng Sword, one of the unique superior techniques of the Tianxing Sect, this sword technique is extremely difficult to cultivate, but once mastered, it will greatly improve its own combat power.

Yan Han, the current sect leader of the Tianxing Sect, had practiced this sword technique, and later relied on it to shine in the competition with the core disciples of the headquarters.

Now his disciples have cultivated the True Spirit Qingfeng Sword, which is also a kind of inheritance.

Xie Wushuang's expression was indifferent, as if the sword that could inflict heavy damage on his body was nothing in his eyes.

The soles of his feet lightly touched the ground, and when the tip of the sword was about to close to his chest, his body shot out at an astonishing speed, and suddenly rose into the air, staggering the edge of the long sword.

The figure swept into the air, his face was extremely solemn, and the long whip in his hand shook, and immediately turned into a phantom and shot towards Gong Moyan.

"No, this kid actually dodged!"

"Oh my God, under such a sharp sword stabbing of Senior Sister Gong, I thought that kid from the Xie family was going to be unlucky, but I didn't expect ......"

"Don't worry at the beginning, that kid still wants to take advantage of the situation to fight back, haha, I can't help myself."

When Xie Wushuang used his strange body technique and dodged Gong Moyan's extraordinary sword, those Tianxing Sect disciples below whispered in surprise again, until now, the force displayed by Xie Wushuang was really amazing to many people.

The Xie family's heavy responsibility looked at the vacant figure on the stage with a complicated expression, and for a while he had all kinds of emotions in his heart, and he didn't know what to say.

Taking advantage of the vacancy, Xie Wushuang's big whip was thrown down heavily, and he took Gong Moyan directly, and the latter reacted extremely quickly, and as soon as the long sword was collected, it flew back and forth.

Landing calmly, Xie Wushuang slightly stroked the intact long whip in Shrimp's hand, and raised his head and squinted slightly at the girl standing not far away.

"It is worthy of being the young sect master of the Tianxing Sect, and his skills are really extraordinary, just because he wants to trip me up with this ability, is it too simple to think about it."

Xie Wushuang twisted on the ground with the soles of his feet, and after speaking, he stepped down heavily and jumped out, and the cyan flames on the long whip surged out.

Gong Moyan, who had adjusted her breath a little, saw the long whip that flew out, and it was thrown overwhelmingly, with a fierce momentum, as if she was determined to win.

With Gong Moyan long sword in hand, a sword split the attacking long whip, a sword cut through the cyan flames, her body slowed down slightly, and she flashed in front of Xie Wushuang with a light step. The cold cheers also sounded at this moment.

"True Spirit Wind Sword!"

Jiao drank down, the long sword in Gong Moyan's hand suddenly pointed at Xie Wushuang in front of her, her toes touched the ground, and a fresh breeze blew from her vicinity, and the wind blade on the sword couldn't help but be a little stronger.

Xie Wushuang quickly retreated, but Gong Moyan naturally would not give up the attack, and the wind blade on the entire long sword quickly fused into one, turning into a huge wind blade wrapped around the long sword, and slashed in the direction of the former's retreat.

Jade held the long sword in his hand, waved his palm, and the tip of the sword stabbed towards Xie Wushuang, who had no way to retreat.

Looking at the long sword that had forced him into a corner, Xie Wushuang frowned slightly, he understood that there was no way to retreat now, and the only way to do it was to carry it hard.

"Since there is nowhere to hide, it can only be hard-hitting." The long whip true qi in Xie Wu's hands suddenly skyrocketed, and the staggering huge energy surprised countless people in the audience.

The cyan flames rose out, and this time the green flames on the whip were not as hot as the last time, but the terrifying destructive power contained in it must not be underestimated.

"Peng!"

The two collided, and under the stirring of the strong true qi of the two, a ferocious explosion sounded in the air, which made people's eardrums hurt. The huge blade of wind was shattered by the whip, and the cold wind blew in all directions, blowing the clothes of the enemy.

Xie Wushuang shook his teeth and knocked Gong Moyan several meters away, and he himself knelt on one knee under the fierce resistance, supporting the ground with his left hand.

Above the sky, the scorching sun was gradually covered by clouds, and several dark clouds drifted over Taizhou City.

After losing the first blow, of course Gong Moyan would not stop there, she was now vigilant, her toes touched the ground, and her body attacked the other party.

"Boom!"

Xie Wushuang strode away and moved to the side, his long sword only a millimeter away from his shirt.

The sword that was slashed down from top to bottom slammed into the position where he was kneeling on one knee before, and at the same time as there was a bang, the rubble flew and cracks spread out on the ground.

By the time Gong Moyan put away her sword and glanced at Xie Wushuang, the latter had already withdrawn a few meters.

This competition is getting more and more anxious, although Gong Moyan has always occupied the initiative, but she has not completely suppressed the other party.

The two of them came and went, evenly matched, the situation became more and more blurred, and neither of them was completely sure that they would defeat the other in one fell swoop.

Xie Wushuang patted the dust on his short clothes, his eyes became sharp, he knew that he couldn't be passive like this all the time, otherwise he would only lose.