More than an hour had passed since the peak duel between Shi Chen and Wei Xunchen began.

It was noon, and the winter sun was pouring down, shining warmly on people's bodies.

The great eunuch beside the Heavenly Sword Emperor unconsciously looked up at the sky, his eyes narrowed, revealing a hint of anxiety.

According to the original plan, after the tournament is over, it is time to enter the opening ceremony of the sword festival, and then the sword for this year's festival will be selected.

Continue to follow the stalemate of the two people, but I am afraid that this battle will be like for many hours, so it seems that the next matter can only be postponed.

I just hope it won't be until tomorrow.

……

With the passage of time, there are more and more wounds on the bodies of the two people in the field, and the energy consumption is obviously very huge, even the audience can feel that the swordsmanship power of Wei Xunchen and Shi Chen has been discounted a lot compared to the beginning.

With a "bell", the black and white long swords staggered, making a huge dragon groan, and then separated from each other.

The sword in Wei Xunchen's hand was still trembling.

And the opponent's sword obviously only took a moment to settle down.

There was a moment of embarrassment on his face, his gaze staring at the pitch-black sword of the hour, and then increasing the force on his right hand.

The sword finally stopped trembling and leaned at his side.

"To be able to learn the Nine Yin One Vein of the Sword Sect to this level in a short period of time, you are really terrifying."

The hour condensed and handed a sword forward.

The black light flashed in the air and stabbed at Wei Xunchen's throat.

The other party's eyes narrowed slightly, raised his hand, and swung his long sword hard.

"When, when, when, when......"

The two of them quickly exchanged more than a dozen sword lights in the air.

The sword in Shi Chen's hand danced faster and faster, and his face almost touched the tip of Wei Xunchen's nose, "Don't you feel tired after you say so much?" ”

"Hah!"

Wei Xunchen shouted, and then swung away vigorously.

The two figures slid backwards in the air.

Wei Xunchen's yellow coat quickly rubbed an arc-shaped ice mark on the ground, and then swirled back at a lightning speed.

The white light flashed and disappeared.

"Dang!"

Another thump was dissolved by the black sword of the hour.

Only this time, unlike before, in the storm of sword qi that surged out, there was a chill.

A white ice mark emerged from Wei Xunchen's sword, and quickly melted and dispersed in the air.

"Hehe, I'm not the kind of kid who is easily provoked by you like Gu Linglang of the Stygian Shadow Sect."

He smiled lightly, and a white light appeared in the palm of his right hand, which quickly vibrated along with the surrounding air.

"One thing, I'm curious."

His gaze stared at the hour and continued, "Why, in your last few games, you didn't use a single Jiuyang move at all? ”

"Is it reserved for the winner?"

With a bang, the sword of the hour quickly clashed with him in the air, and then let out a shocking dragon roar.

Wei Xunchen smiled as he parried the other party's attack like a storm.

"Or- you won't know at all?!"

Shi Chen looked at him coldly, the corners of his mouth smiled slightly, revealing his white teeth, "When I defeat you later, I'll know." ”

Wei Xunchen was slightly stunned, as if he saw other terrifying shadows on that old appearance.

Hour raised his right hand, held the blade of the sword, and then struck like lightning.

His figure flashed, and in an instant, he approached in front of Wei Xunchen, and then quickly stabbed him in the chest with the long sword in his hand.

Wei Xunchen's eyes froze, his figure shrank slightly in the air, and the long sword in his right hand quickly swung away.

The other party's sword light, like a shadow, avoided his long sword in the air with an extremely strange arc, and stabbed upwards towards his throat without abating.

Wei Xunchen's heart suddenly tightened, and his pupils dilated violently.

A streak of ice quickly sprouted from his throat, then condensed at a speed unrecognizable to the naked eye.

At the same time, the long sword in his right hand did not stop, but stabbed straight diagonally towards Shichen's right abdomen.

The pitch-black longsword grazed his ice shield first.

Then there was a crunch.

The sound of ice crystals cracking.

"Ah......h

Wei Xunchen let out an exclamation in his heart, and no longer caring about the victory, he leaned back, and then condensed all the strength of his whole body to that intersection place.

"Click".

Two shadows staggered.

The figure of the hour quickly turned into smoke and scattered in the air.

In the audience's sight, Wei Xunchen's body was as if he had been struck by lightning, and the whole person lost his center of gravity in the air, quickly tilted and rotated, and then fell to one side.

Bang.

A huge long crack was blown open in the battlefield, and most of Wei Xunchen's body was sunk into it.

And around his neck, a thick transparent ice shield, after making a crunching sound—

Sudden shattering.

A red streak of blood spread from the right side of his neck.

"Did you win?"

The supporters of the Sword Sect looked nervously at the figure on the ground.

On the other side, the supporters of the Immortal Yuan Sword Sect were frightened by the scene just now.

The referee outside the court stood up and prepared to enter the stadium for an injury.

Everyone's hearts hung to the extreme.

"Ahem......"

At this moment, the man in yellow on the ground let out a difficult cough, and then suddenly opened his eyes.

In the black smoke in the air, there seemed to be a gaze that caught all this, and then quickly flew down.

At the last moment, Wei Xunchen's body rose without wind and quickly slid away on the ground.

The cold sword marks almost blasted into the earth against his chest.

With a "boom", the earth and rocks splashed and exploded.

"Ahh Wei Gong slapped his thigh and let out a sigh, just a little bit, the Sword Sect will win, and his sword will be able to shine!

The two men stood calmly on the ground, as if they had returned to their original position.

The difference is that on Wei Xunchen's neck, the blood line is slowly seeping out.

The blow just now almost cost him his life.

If this wasn't in the arena, but a real life-and-death struggle, then he would already be a dead man.

Wei Xunchen raised his left hand and touched the wound on his right neck with his backhand.

"......"

It hurts a little, but it's nothing compared to the wound on the back.

"That's good." The corners of Wei Xunchen's mouth curled a little, and the excitement of life and death just now, I don't know how many years I haven't experienced it again.

Unlike the previous despair against Tsing Buryan, this is a close fight, and it is the desire to win that makes him so excited.

Wei Xunchen's gaze became much sharper, and his eyes sparkled.

He raised his hand, raised the sword in front of him, and said silently.

An extremely white light emanated from his hand and spread to the sword.

"That's ......"

Master Liu Dun, who was sitting in the stands, narrowed his eyes slightly, trying to extract the memories in his mind, and his expression became terrifying in an instant.