On the shore of the Bohai Sea, two swords compete, purple clothes and white robes, who is the sword hero?

The news of the world's No. 1 swordsman, Ziyihou, competing with dozens of white-clothed swordsmen in the rivers and lakes of Lianchuang Jianghu, spread far and wide.

Like the spring breeze blowing rain and dew, it immediately spread throughout the entire rivers and lakes.

Someone got the news from a quick message, and someone heard the news from the book of the flying pigeon.

The white-clothed man had just escaped from a duel, and before he could get out of the way, the news reached the seashore.

The news that the martial arts heroes heard all the way was really a drinker throwing a glass, and the gambler was gone, even if he left everything, he had to take a look at this rare battle in a century.

In the world, people who learn martial arts, who doesn't want to see the demeanor of the Purple Marquis. And who doesn't want to take a look at the strange sword of the white-clothed swordsman.

In just a few days, the shore of the Bohai Sea has been crowned with a large number of crowns, a group of heroes gathered, looking at the sea in the distance, the five-colored sailboats, reflecting the sun, are even more dazzling.

In the living room of the five-color sailboat, the purple-clothed marquis was chatting and laughing with Xia Yunmo, and he didn't seem to be worried about the next duel at all.

Everyone looked at the purple-clothed marquis calmly, not only with reverence.

If a person can maintain this demeanor at the moment of life and death, he should be worthy of being a hero in the world.

But some people can't help but wonder what kind of person is the person who can play against the purple waiter.

Why is he so fresh, why is he so young, it seems that he has never heard of this person in the rivers and lakes.

Suddenly, there was a commotion on the shore, and a light boat came through the waves, and there were two shirtless men on board, struggling to rock the oars.

In addition, there was a man dressed in black, with his legs apart, standing at the bow of the boat, but there was no swaying in the slightest.

The man in black was still ten zhang away, so he shouted: "Hui Hou Ye, the white-clothed swordsman has come at this moment." ”

As soon as these words came out, the hall was moved.

The words "swordsman in white" seem to have infinite magic, making the wind and clouds turbulent and the mountains and rivers changing color.

Ziyihou had already put down the chess pieces and said to Xia Yunmo: "The decisive battle is over, you and I will divide the victory and defeat." ”

Xia Yunmo smiled: "Okay." ”

The purple-clothed marquis slowly walked out of the living room, his pale and calm face also glowed with a magical brilliance, making him look like an ancient mythological figure, adding a bit of strange charm.

In the midst of the crowd, a man suddenly appeared.

This person was dressed in white, holding a strange-shaped black sheath long sword that was seven feet long, and the green tendons on the back of his hand were bursting up, as if no matter what happened, there was no way to make this person put down the long sword in his hand.

He didn't look strong, but from head to toe, the muscles were just right, and there was nothing superfluous. His skin was already bronzed, and at first glance, it looked like a statue of steel.

Many people have never seen the white-clothed swordsman, but have only heard about his deeds in the rivers and lakes, but everyone knows that this person is the white-clothed swordsman.

Who else can be so lonely and lonely except him.

Apart from him, who else could have such a sharp sword aura.

He is a divine soldier, and when he looks at it from a distance, it hurts people's eyes.

The purple-clothed marquis had also walked out of the living room and walked to the bow of the ship.

The two looked at each other, and the entire Bohai Sea suddenly fell silent, without a single sound. It seems that between heaven and earth, there are only these two peerless swordsmen left.

The eyes met, as if sparks exploded.

The eyes of the two of them sharpened, and so did their whole being.

Everyone's breathing came to a standstill, and they fixed their eyes firmly on the two of them.

Purple clothes and white robes, who is the sword hero?

Who is the real number one swordsman in the world, who is the number one master in the world, perhaps, there will be results today.

The little princess stood behind Xia Yunmo, her two little hands twisted together, her brows furrowed tightly.

Xia Yunmo gently touched the little princess's head, he had no way to meddle in this matter.

Whether it is the purple-clothed marquis or the white-clothed man, they are the proudest swordsmen in the world, and when they meet, they will inevitably shine a light that has never been seen in this life.

The purple-clothed marquis said: "Your Excellency's swordsmanship is unparalleled, and you are allowed to call it a peerless sword, but you are willing to fight with Zai on the sea?" ”

His words didn't seem heavy, but they sounded like they were speaking in his ears.

Qunhao couldn't help but be moved: "What a profound internal strength." ”

The man in white still said indifferently: "Why are you at sea? ”

His words were stiff, word for word, as if he hadn't spoken for a long time. But its sound was like a sharp arrow, breaking through the sea breeze and reaching the five-colored sailboat.

The purple-clothed marquis said, "Your Excellency must listen to this explanation?" ”

The man in white said: "It's okay if you don't listen." ”

The purple-clothed marquis said again: "You and I board the boat at the same time, how about being on the sea?" ”

The man in white said: "Okay." ”

knew that it was a life-and-death battle, but the two of them seemed to be idle, and their tone was calm. But to others, these words were like a boulder suddenly growing in their hearts, and they couldn't breathe.

The two of them had quietly boarded a small boat, and the man in white held the long sword in his hand tightly.

And Ziyihou, at some point, a simple long sword also appeared in his hand.

The sea was agitated, and the two of them let the boat drift, but their bodies stood on the boat like Mount Tai.

Their eyes were fixed on each other, and neither of them moved.

A gust of sea breeze blew, and the waves were surging, but the two of them were not moving, not to mention their bodies, even the corners of their clothes were like iron construction.

The muscles of their whole body are tense, the internal force runs through the whole body, and the whole body is already one.

But neither of them made a move, they were waiting for the opportunity and waiting for the change.

The sea breeze was blowing, the waves were surging, and the two small boats were gradually approaching.

Could it be that God is curious and wants to see what the situation will be like when these two peerless swordsmen fight?

The two ships got closer and closer, as if they were about to collide in the next moment.

Suddenly, I heard two dragon groans, and there were already two more sword qi on the golden wave.

The sunset, the golden waves, and the sword qi reflect each other, like the Qibao Lotus Pond, shining brightly! Qunhao only felt dizzy, but he didn't dare to force his eyes.

Two peerless swordsmen unexpectedly swords at the same time.

With a "boom", two purple and white figures staggered, and two sword qi complemented each other.

Suddenly, the waves were surging, as if they were about to rise to the sky.

The two figures were no longer clear in the waves, only one after another sword qi crisscrossed the sea.

The two thunderbolts of the sword struck each other in the Bohai Sea, and each blow made people's hearts shake, and they couldn't help themselves.

Looking at these two bolts of lightning, the heroes couldn't help but be frightened and inexplicable, and their hearts were already flooded with endless waves.

Where is this lightning, it is clearly two incomparable sword lights.

Two sword lights, one simple and one sharp, even Xia Yunmo was also immersed in this competition.

He believed that even the battle between Ximen Chuixue and Ye Gucheng might not be as exciting and thrilling as this battle.