Song Que was radiant and high-spirited, and said happily: "Song Que also finally saw the sword god's eight tricks of the world's heart, and its essence is to care about a 'heart' word, this heart hangs the image of the sky, Zhong Humanities, out of the sky, like the earth, into the people, just in line with Lao Tzu's words of 'human law, earth law, heaven law', between obedience and disobedience, mysterious and mysterious, wonderful!" It is worthy of the Taishang Method, the Dragon Sword. Read the full text of the latest chapter"

The people who watched the battle admired each other in their hearts, and both of them looked at each other as crystal clear, regardless of superiority, and the results of the battle were difficult to reverse.

Dugu Feng smiled slightly, Song Que's words were really as sharp as his heavenly sword, and a few words not only revealed his profound martial arts cultivation, but also clearly pointed out her martial arts context, and the last sentence was even more to the point, seeing through the essence of her swordsmanship after becoming a master, which was in line with Confucius's praise of Lao Tzu. But what can you do after seeing through it, the road is like the sun and the moon, the light is in the sky, not the floating clouds and the distant people, not the rivers and seas and the front. After the great master, the heart has the Tao and connects to the sky, the sympathy between heaven and man, the transformation of the mysterious, just like the red sun rising in the east, the announcement in the sky, there is no way to hide, as for the germination of the Tao fruit, the geometry obtained, such as people drinking water, cold and warm self-knowledge. Victory or defeat is life and death, and in the end, it is decided by the sword.

Dugu Feng smiled and said: "The big knowledge is idle, and the small knowledge is intermittent." Big words, small words Zhan Zhan. I originally thought that Brother Song was used to killing and killing, and he didn't like Lao Zhuang's words, but he didn't know that he was better than me, a descendant of Taoism. Understood, I wonder if Brother Song is sure to win or lose in a few moves? ”

Song Que smiled slightly, and said calmly: "Six knives are enough!" ”

Dugu Feng's sword fingers brushed the tip of the Yitian Sword, stretched his arm, slowly unfolded the Yitian Sword, and said slowly: "Pengzhi migrates to the South Underworld, the water hits three thousand miles, and the one who sways up is 90,000 li, and the one who goes to rest in June is also." The eight tricks of the heavenly sword, the third has been seen, and Brother Song wants to decide the winner with six knives. Presumably, I have the confidence to use the five swords as food, evolve the North Underworld, accumulate cloud qi, and finally turn into a Dapeng, no luck, negative blue sky, and rise to the nine heavens. ”

Song Que's eyes locked on Dugu Feng, and he suddenly looked up to the sky and laughed: "How fortunate am I, Song Que, to be such an opponent!" The road is simple and easy, counting from one to nine. Although the Heavenly Sword Heart Sword can change endlessly, in the final analysis, there are still no eight essences, otherwise it will not be called eight by you and me. However, the day is fifty, and its use is forty-nine, everything can not be exhausted, eight is the extreme of the mortal number, if you want to seek the way of heaven and man, you must exhaust the limit of the number, and perform the ninth in addition to the eight. This decisive battle, there is no point in life and death, no matter whether you win or lose, you only seek the sword path without regrets. ”

Dugu Feng slowly raised the Yitian Sword to the center of his eyebrows, and said solemnly: "Only this battle, respect the supreme sword." ”

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The waves crash on the shore, and the sea breeze howls. Song Que and Dugu Feng, who were separated from the two small boats, stood still, and the fierce tide came violently, but they could not invade the range of ten zhang around the two of them.

The atmosphere became more and more solemn, and everyone who was watching felt the oppressive atmosphere of a mountain rain coming and the wind filling the building, and their hearts involuntarily rose, and their eyes stared at the two people in the decisive battle without blinking.

Kou Zhong suddenly raised his head, looked at the clear and clear night sky, and said in amazement: "How did God stir it up?" ”

Everyone looked up at the sky. (Nice.)

A thick and heavy dark cloud in the east, carrying a flickering electric light, was moving rapidly with the tide, and the overwhelming momentum made people feel chilled.

A confident smile floated from the corner of Dugu Feng's mouth, and the long sword pointed forward, and the sword qi locked Song Que from afar.

Song Que's eyes were full of wonder, and he stared at the heavenly sword across his chest with deep gaze, as if he had settled into an old hatred.

"Boom!"

The crisp sword roar full of joy and excitement sounded again, and the Heavenly Sword disappeared out of thin air. In the next moment, a brilliant shower of stars suddenly surged out in front of Song Que's body, and then the starlight spread, and in an instant, Song Que's front and back were full of ups and downs, as if the galaxy was reflected in the world, making it hard to believe that this was just a vision transformed by a sword.

Until the moment when the brilliance of the stars came, Song Que moved sideways, dragged the knife and swept away, and countless starlights fell to the blade as if attracted by magnets, kicking off the fierce battle.

Dugufeng's figure loomed in the night sky, and every time it was hidden, a brilliant galaxy bloomed. Song Que stepped calmly, his majestic figure came and went in the small space of the boat, and the rabbit rose and fell at an astonishing high speed, bringing out one afterimage after another, and suddenly it seemed that countless Song Que appeared on the boat at the same time.

The wind swept into the gap in the embankment, and the waves splashed everywhere, and the shrill howl was like a ghost crying god, and the listener was shocked.

Dugu Feng's figure loomed, in the violent rapids, still so calm and unhurried in line with the environment, as if she was a goddess descending to the mortal world, dancing in the waves.

In a bright starlight, Song Que's sword technique was in full swing, and countless static fragments displayed the sword technique of the Heavenly Sword without reservation, as if he was not fighting but demonstrating the Heavenly Sword Technique as if no one was around.

Every part of the Heavenly Sword has become a tool to defeat the enemy, with the handle, blade, and handle, in any way that people have never thought of, to deal with the virtual star sword qi launched by Dugu Feng, the fine and silky starlight sword qi can drill into any gap, and launch a dense melee attack on Song Que like a shower, no gap, and mercury.

The two sides came up with strange tricks. With fast to fast, there is no delay in the meantime, and the offensive and defensive sides are attacking and defending as they like; His figure looms, compact and intense, and implies a sense of ease and elegance, so brilliant that it is difficult to describe it in any language.

This kind of speed, which is almost beyond the ability of visual capture, even with the eyesight of Kou Zhong, Xu Ziling and others, is dazzling, and I feel that I am working very hard to follow.

"Ding! After two sounds, Dugu Feng appeared, wingspanning his hands, as if flying like a bird.

"Boom"!

Song Que actually returned the scabbard of the knife, his hands drooped, and naturally gave birth to a huge and incomparable momentum, enveloping the heavens and the earth, even Kou Zhong and the others who were watching knew that when Song Quetian's knife came out of the sheath again, it would be an indestructible and terrifying attack.

Dugu Feng circled around Song Que like a free bird, and his speed became faster and faster. The delicate surface of the water seemed to be flat under her feet, and every step she took brought a tremendous acceleration.

In the rapid circling, Dugufeng's figure gradually blurred. Eventually, after a few laps, it disappeared in an instant.

"Peng!" "Peng!" "Peng!" ……

The sound of continuous roar sounded, and the small boat on which Song Que was standing splashed a column of water out of thin air, and the splashes of water scattered in all directions, like a blooming lotus flower, obscuring the sight of everyone on the shore watching the battle.

"Boom!"

The blurred vision of the crowd only heard an unprecedented explosion of clashes, and the strength exploded, and the position of the boat was hollowed out of thin air with a hole several feet wide, revealing a flat and solid seabed. A visible waterline swept out, slamming into the surging tide, stirring up a ten-foot-high skyrocketing wave.

"Click!"

A cracking and grinding sound resounded at the bottom of the sunken water hole, and the closing waves effortlessly crushed the intact boat to pieces.

Song Shidao's heart tightened, and he almost wanted to snatch Haiti. Kou Zhong, Xu Ziling and the others were also anxious, their eyes glancing, looking for the figures of Dugufeng and Song Que above the sea.

The waves fight, the tide rises and falls. Song Que's majestic body appeared at the top of a wave, his body seemed to merge with the tide, carrying the unstoppable power of heaven and earth, and rushed forward.

Dugu Feng's figure disappeared completely, and on the surface of the sea, he saw lotus flowers blooming one after another, and the piercing screams of breaking the sky sounded continuously, overpowering all the whistling sounds of the sea wind and waves, and shaking everyone's ear drums.

The heavenly sword swung out, rolling up thousands of huge waves, leaning on the heavenly sword, twisting out ten thousand storms.

Kou Zhong and the others who were watching the battle turned pale, and their eyes were full of disbelief, this confrontation scene carrying the power of natural heaven was still a battle of masters, and it was clearly a fight between waves and wind.

In the sky, dark clouds converge like galloping horses, black and pressed like a quilt, giving people the illusion that the sky is about to fall. Dark clouds obscured the starlight, and it was pitch black on the sea, even Kou Zhong and the others, who were innate masters, were greatly affected in such an environment, and they could no longer see the details of the confrontation on the sea. The intensity of the confrontation could only be felt from the continuous roar of explosions.

"Boom!"

Thunder was coming from the east, and the wind and rain were approaching.

The wind howls above the sea and empties it. A flat boat with no one was like a leaf, tossed up and down by the waves that rushed to the sky. Suddenly, two figures appeared out of thin air and landed on either side of the ship.

At the moment when Dugu Feng and Song Que landed on the bow of the boat, the originally violent tide suddenly lifted the boat meekly like a tamed pet.

Time seemed to stand still, the two masters froze against each other across the canopy, and the flying waves around them seemed to be frozen, standing still. In the time when Kou Zhong and the others couldn't watch, they couldn't tell how many times the two had clashed with swords, Song Que's internal force and the general trend of heaven and earth could not overwhelm Dugu Feng, and Dugu Feng's sword qi and speed could not break through Song Que's defense. The two sides turned into huge waves and strong winds, enveloping the power of heaven and earth, and sublimated in the collision again and again.

Song Que's soul is closely combined with a huge force between heaven and earth, the level of the soul is infinitely rising, and everything around him is grasped without omission, he has returned to the realm when he cut out the first knife again, every wisp of the sea breeze, every wave is displayed in his spiritual realm. He can even clearly grasp Dugu Feng's state, which is at the same level as him, but it is completely different.

The Heavenly Sword trembled slightly, like a living newborn child, chattering endlessly about its cheers and joy. Dugufeng's vision is infinitely extended, time and space have lost their meaning in her perception, and her mind is endlessly condensed, as if it has been split into countless themselves, each of which observes and examines the world from a unique perspective, and the Heavenly Sword has become an inseparable part of her body, carrying all her kendo ideas, and becoming a living sword weapon.

Song Que let out a long laugh, and the Heavenly Sword was raised high until the top of his head pointed straight to the position of the night sky, and then he held the knife with both hands, and the lightning slashed.

There are no words to describe the power and speed of Song Que's knife.

This is a knife without any tricks, exhausting the subtle changes of heaven and earth, and penetrating the secret of the Heavenly Dao Dao. The infinite essence of heaven and earth was empowered, and with Song Que's downward split, it naturally poured into the perfect knife that broke the secret of heaven and man.

Dugu Feng's eyes and face opened slightly, as if he had woken up from the deepest sleep, and in the vision of time that was almost stagnant, endless thoughts evolved into endless sword moves, and finally merged into a style of upward stabbing, which was the first move Dugu Feng learned when she practiced swords, and it was also the move she practiced the most, representing the beginning of her kendo.

The sword moves that have been tempered for thousands of years are used in the most natural state, and the inexplicable essence of heaven and earth in the void sprints along Dugu Feng's stride, and is naturally infused into the sword blade.

Time slowed down a thousand times, Dugufeng's figure moved forward inch by inch, her sense of touch was clear and unhindered, and she could even clearly feel the slight obstacles caused by the sword blade piercing the air.

The heavenly sword slashed inch by inch, and the sword leaned on the sky and stabbed forward inch by inch. Suddenly, the two of them had a kind of realization at the same time, the moment when the Heavenly Sword pierced Song Que's heart, it was also the moment when the Heavenly Sword slashed into the top of Dugu Feng's head, this was the natural induction under the traction of the qi machine, and it was also the fact that it was about to happen.

Dugu Feng's heart moved, and the Heavenly Sword rose and fell like a swimming dragon, turning into a long rainbow, rising into the sky, and shooting into the Heavenly Knife that was slashed downward.

Swords intersected, but there was not the slightest sound.

The vitality of the wide space gathered at the point where the sword was handed over, and then soared into the sky at an astonishing speed of lightning and fire. In an instant, the dark clouds that covered the clear sky suddenly broke through a huge hole, and the thick clouds of the void disappeared without a trace at an alarming speed! It's like there's just been cracked into a cave that leads to another dimension.

Dugu Feng and Song Que were exposed to the golden light of the bright moon, and they were clear and clear, like gods.

Those who watched the battle across the water could clearly see the unforgettable and strange scene at the moment when the two swords clashed.

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