But in all swordsmanship, there are auxiliary body methods, and each family body method has its own merits.

Zhao Wuyang wanted to suppress and ridicule Gu Zheng with his snake-like and agile body, who would have thought that Gu Zheng had already understood everything, and his body and swordsmanship were combined, and he was elusive, and he hit with a swift blow.

"Don't expose when you hurt someone, don't hit someone in the face. Kind to you, Gu Zheng, you don't know how to do it. Zhao Wuyang's cheeks were slightly red and swollen, and his speech was a little slurred, but the resentment in his eyes could be seen by anyone.

"Too much nonsense, can you fight?" Gu Zheng glanced at the quiet crowd, and he was really in no mood to have a verbal dispute with this Zhao Wuyang.

If it weren't for the fact that he was completely defeating this person in full view of everyone, Gu Zheng's sword just now would be enough to kill Zhao Wuyang.

"My body technique is matched with the Xuan Sword, it is the real Red Cultivation Sword! Let you see what real sword technique is!" Zhao Wuyang has a very good face, and he must have the upper hand in words. More so, it was to explain to the two envoys the reason for the defeat just now.

As he spoke, he regrouped, and the Red Flame Xuanjian in his hand was revealed for the first time, condensing the majestic power of the ninefold, which was undoubtedly revealed.

On the other hand, Gu Zheng, the Xuan power on the crystal blue crystal converges, like a gorgeous appearance of a mortal weapon.

"The ninefold power of condensing is nearly double that of the eightfold, and the gap between the two is huge, this Gu Zheng should be unsustainable. Zhao Lingyun breathed a sigh of relief, his expression was cold.

The accident just now made him tremble, if Zhao Wuyang was defeated without even taking out a sword, and then lost his qualifications, it would be too embarrassing.

"Xuanjian has no eyes, if I accidentally seriously injure you or even abolish you, then it's no wonder I!" Zhao Wuyang's voice turned cold, but in fact, he was already wary of Gu Zheng in his heart, and he didn't want any more accidents.

After speaking, Zhao Wuyang's long sword was in front, his body followed behind, and the person followed the sword, walking in an arc, but the speed was extremely fast, and he came to Gu Zheng in the blink of an eye.

The Red Flame Xuanjian was not fixed, it flickered left and right, and it was difficult to catch traces. When the sword comes out, it is like a snake spitting out a letter, suddenly and quickly, and it is impossible to prevent it.

Gu Zheng changed from stillness, standing in place, the crystal blue sword stabbed out in the blink of an eye, and the shadow of the sword was hoarse, like a cloud covering his body.

Ding Ding ......

With just one breath, dozens of crisp sounds came out, and people with low cultivation outside the field couldn't see it at all. This sudden outbreak of hand-to-hand was shrouded in a rain of swords and clouds, and only the sound was heard, but the shape was not seen.

Only the strong men sitting on the corridor kept their eyes on it, taking in all the movements on the stage.

In their eyes, Zhao Wuyang's attacks can be described as sharp and tricky, every time they point to the vital point, and the change of moves is fast and accurate, almost covering Gu Zheng's body.

is like a long snake, wrapping Gu Zheng's whole body, waiting for an opportunity to bite it.

And Gu Zheng's movements are even more subtle and brilliant. Each of his styles is coherent like a cloud, like an antelope hanging its horns, ethereal and agile, and the water cannot be splashed.

"Zheng'er's 32 style has reached this level! It is like a seal, even I can't find a loophole. ”

Liu Yuntian was the person who knew Gu Zheng's swordsmanship the most, and he also practiced the Yunyu swordsmanship, and Gu Zheng had already done his best.

"Ruyun 32 style, it can be used in this way. Gu Zheng, I really can't accept it. "Beside Liu Yuntian, Liu Luochun's heart was shaken, it was also an introductory move, but he would never be able to do it to such an extent.

"Remember, every style of swordsmanship is the essence left by the predecessors, even if it is an introductory move, it is also infinitely mysterious, and it is the foundation of the foundation. If you don't have a solid foundation, your swordsmanship will only be in the air, and you will be vulnerable. ”

Liu Yuntian took the opportunity to teach a lesson to the children of the Liu family, they are all people who practice Yunyu swordsmanship, if they calm down and watch the battle, they should gain something.

"Like the cloud thirty-two style, focus on defense, if it is limited to this, it will be lost for a long time. Gu Zheng's cultivation is still one weight lower, and it is impossible to win. Liu Luoqing also watched the battle intently, and only silently compared and commented in her heart.

"Look, it's a change of trick!"

In the ring, one attack and one defense lasted for more than a dozen breaths, and Zhao Wuyang found that he couldn't break through the cloud-like sword defense at all, so he immediately retracted his sword and pulled away.

With a steady breath, Zhao Wuyang suddenly looked at Gu Zheng, who was calm on the surface, and sneered: "I'm afraid that your Xuan Power is powerless, next, let you have the honor to see my Xiaocheng swordsmanship - Red Snake Dance." ”

Zhao Wuyang mentioned the Red Flame Xuanjian again, as if it was a thousand pounds, and there were powerful Xuanli fluctuations on it, as if it was about to break the sword. This is a faint sign that he is about to reach the meteorological realm, and there are signs that the sword qi is separated from the body and the weather is myriad.

Airplanes!

The Red Flame Xuanjian seemed to be about to be unable to withstand the majestic Xuanjian, humming endlessly, more like a writhing snake body, waiting for an opportunity to move.

"Look at how you defend yourself!" Zhao Wuyang roared.

The long sword took the lead, like a fiery snake, dancing wildly, and the furious talent sword intent could even be felt by the crowd in the distance.

I saw that the long sword like a fiery snake, when it was approaching Gu Zheng, it regenerated and changed, and the images of the three swords were three snake heads that appeared out of thin air, pointing to Gu Zheng's upper, middle and lower three key points.

In the face of such a sword that locks the qi machine, there is no way to avoid it, only defense or offense.

But seeing Gu Zheng calmly drawing out his sword, the abruptness of the transition between movement and stillness was dizzying.

As soon as the sword came out, a cloud of swords was born, and it instantly shrouded all around Gu Zheng's body.

"Is it still the same move? This can't stop me!" Zhao Wuyang's arrogant shout came out from behind the red mang, and the three sword shadows were about to descend in an instant.

At this moment, the sword cloud in front of Gu Zheng suddenly rolled and contracted, and a piercing hum suddenly appeared from the cloud.

A straight dark blue sword light suddenly shuttled out from the sword cloud, pulling out a slender afterimage.

Clang!

The blue light collided with the red mang, which arrived first, and there was a muffled sound of gold and iron clashing, and many people couldn't help but cover their ears.

The blue light collapsed with a single blow, and the red light was equally dim and almost dissipated. It's just that before Zhao Wuyang could react, he saw another ghostly light coming out of the sword cloud, which was even sharper.

Burst!

With a crisp sound, a red ray was crushed, and the second sword shadow was met.

Xiuxiu......

One after another, in the tumbling sword cloud, it seemed that infinite sword light could be born, spitting out one after another.

There were eight sword lights in front and back, like eight drops of water condensed by the sword light, dripping straight from all directions.

"It's not just Xiaocheng, it's dripping eight times, this is the Yunyu Sword that is nearly Dacheng!"

Liu Yuntian's mouth was dry, only he knew this drop of water eight styles best, what kind of sword comprehension was needed to reach this level.

The eight swords shine together, devouring and extinguishing the remaining red flame sword shadow in an instant, just like a big water extinguishing a small fire, simple and natural.

And a few of the sword lights like water droplets, more than that, moved forward again, and went straight into Zhao Wuyang's abdomen.

Yes......

The screams suddenly resounded in the martial arts arena, and the expressions of many people present changed greatly.

"Oh no!" Liu Yuntian's expression changed, and his body was like an arrow from the string, shooting towards the center of the martial arts arena.

In the direction of the Zhao family, Zhao Lingyun is like a furious lion, and the target is the same as the ring.