The heavy eyelids slowly lifted, and the vision was still a little blurry, but the big flickering eyes in front of him were extraordinarily bright.

Under Lolita's surprised gaze, Fang Yan slowly sat up and let out a long sigh of relief. This was the first time Fang Yan had taken the initiative to use that kind of power, but the sequelae were not as serious as he had imagined, and they were even much lighter than the previous few times when his strength went berserk, and now he was just weak and a little sore.

Gently patted Lolita who rushed over and hugged her, and said something reassuring to her, but Fang Yan's eyes were on the two figures fighting in the distance, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help twitching: "How did these two ・・・・・・ fight together?" ”

In the clearing, two figures flickered and staggered, and from time to time there was a crisp sound of gold and iron clashing. Yasuo's moves are sharp, the sword is like the wind, stabbing, slashing, slashing, and slashing, and the sword is pointed at the vital point of the sword master's body. The Juggernaut, on the other hand, was on the defensive, as steady as a mountain, and he didn't see how fast he moved, but he blocked all of Yasuo's attacks without leaking.

"Brother Fang Yan, aren't you going to stop them?" After telling Fang Yan what happened, Lolita learned from Fang Yan that he knew both of them, and couldn't help asking.

Fang Yan said lightly: "Now, unless the winner is decided, it is impossible for the two of them to stop." This is a collision between the two kendos. ”

"Boom~" The sword master flicked his wrist slightly, and the dream spirit in his hand flipped the sword that Yasuo stabbed away, and the figures of the two separated. The Sword Master maintained a sword-holding posture and spoke, "This is your true strength?" I have to say, your technology sucks. ”

"Humph!" Yasuo clenched his teeth, and anger flashed in his eyes: "I'll let you know it's true or not!" ”

"Heh-" There was a long howl, and the strong wind hit and agitated Yasuo's clothes, Yasuo's eyes opened, and his body instantly burst out like a wind and attacked the Sword Saint: "Step forward!" ”

The figure of the Sword Master did not move, and stood steadily in place with his sword in hand.

"Chop Steel!" The figure turned, and the sword in Yasuo's hand drew a beautiful arc, like a bud waiting to bloom, but what bloomed was death.

The Sword Master's eyes froze, and with a light step on the ground with one foot, the figure flashed backwards sharply, avoiding Yasuo's dance of death. Yasuo immediately interrupted his movements, and chased after him with a strong step on the ground, and the figure swinging in the air was like a strong wind.

The body was still in the air, Yasuo's sword hand was slightly retracted, the sword was half hidden behind him, his eyes were firmly fixed on the sword master in front of him, and he silently recited: "Wind Sword Technique." ”

"Whew-" A few faint and invisible whirlwinds appeared on Yasuo's sword, but they made the already cold and flickering sword even more sharp as the wind.

"Hehe, if you're good enough, I'll still look at each other." The Sword Saint sneered, no longer took a defensive position, and took the initiative to swing his sword to attack Yasuo, who was still in the air.

"Death is like the wind, always with me." The wind was blowing, and in the face of the sudden attack of the Sword Master, Yasuo did not retreat but advanced, and instantly waved the cold light towards the Sword Master, and when the blades intersected, several seemingly faint whirlwinds attacked the Sword Master's body along the Dream Spirit of the Sword Master.

"Huh?" The Sword Saint's eyes froze, although these whirlwinds seemed to be weak, but the Sword Saint could feel the amazing destructive power contained in them, if he dared to let it blow on his body, the injuries he would probably not be light.

A fine light flashed in his eyes, and just before the whirlwind was about to pass through the sword body and reach the body of the Sword Saint, the Ghost Dream Spirit in the Sword Saint's hand suddenly flashed a burst of light, shattering all the whirlwinds hovering over the sword body.

"The way of infinity continues in my heart." Juggernaut looked at Yasuo with a calm gaze.

Yasuo sneered: "The Way of Infinity? Never heard of it. ”

Wind Swordsmanship vs Infinite Kendo!

Looking at such a high-level battle, Lolita, who was naturally belligerent, was full of excitement, grabbed Fang Yan's shirt and asked, "Brother Fang Yan, which of them do you say will win?" ”

Fang Yan clasped his hands in front of his chest and said calmly: "Although it looks similar now, there is an essential gap in their strength. ”

"What?" Lolita looked at Fang Yan in surprise.

"Sword Style!" Yasuo's sword grew faster and faster, and with the blessing of the power of the wind, his body moved more and more agilely, like a ghost.

The Sword Master was silent, but his sword momentum became more and more lightweight, and at first glance it seemed to be extremely slow, but in fact it was extremely fast. Two completely contradictory qualities appeared on his sword at the same time, but they seemed exceptionally harmonious without a hint of strangeness.

"The momentum of this sword is getting more and more intense!" Yasuo's figure was almost to the extreme, and there were remnants of his phantom all over the place, and his sword was completely unusable, and he could only catch a glimpse of a cold light in the middle of a shock.

"Good swordsmanship, but it's a pity that I'm past the age of playing fast swords." Immersed in the sword battle, the Swordmaster's usually serious face couldn't help but smile like enjoyment. Speaking of the fast sword, he became famous for it at the beginning, but now he has already taken off the fast sword.

"Wind Sword Style!" Unable to attack for a long time, Yasuo's figure stopped behind the Sword Master, and the sword in his hand swung violently, and three wind blades stabbed towards the back of the Sword Master like flying arrows.

Between the lightning and flint, the Sword Master had already turned around, raised the Dream Spirit in his hand and stabbed it three times in succession, and the three Wind Blades had been scattered, leaving no trace.

"Good swordsmanship," the Sword Saint praised, and then showed a trace of regret, "It's a pity that such a sharp swordsmanship is used by traitors and can't be used in righteous things, which is really a great pity." ”

"Justice? Hmph, what a high-sounding statement. Yasuo pointed at the Sword Master with his sword and sneered, "If there is really justice in the world, it is the sword in my hand!" ”

"Stubborn." The Juggernaut coldly spat out a few words.

The wind blew gently, and the two people, two swords, confronted each other here.

In the distance, Lolita rubbed her eyes and said in a somewhat envious tone: "They are so powerful, they are so fast that I can't see clearly." I don't know when I'll get to that point・・・・・・"

couldn't bear to hit Lolita's enthusiasm, Fang Yan replied indiscriminately: "Don't worry, sooner or later, there will be that day." But in fact, Fang Yan's heart is not optimistic about this, all strong people of this level have gone through thousands of dangers and obstacles plus their own outstanding talent to reach this point, how can Lolita think so easily?

Complicated thoughts flashed in his heart, as if he had thought of something, Fang Yan sighed slightly, raised his head and continued to focus on the battle in the distance.

The wind flew around Yasuo, and he looked coldly at the Sword Saint on the other side, and said, "I'm tired of this battle, Infinite Sword Master, take my strongest blow." ”

The Juggernaut stood steadily on the ground, silent.

"This move is the mystery of the Wind Sword Technique, and when the Wind Sword Style and the Wind Sword Style are comprehended to the highest level, they can only touch its threshold. And now I have already developed the Mahayana of Wind Swordsmanship. Yasuo arched slightly, and the wind swirling around him became stronger and stronger, and countless strong winds were like sharp arrows, revealing terrifying claws around him.

"Wind Sword Style!"

Yasuo's figure vanished, and only a gust of wind appeared, constantly spinning in place, obviously moving all the time, but showing an eerie tranquility.

Seemingly indifferent to the scene in front of him, the Sword Master quietly held his sword and suddenly spoke, as if he was muttering to himself, as if to say: "Everyone in the world knows that I have one of the strongest sword skills called Alpha Raid, but I don't know that it is superior and inferior. ”

"I first learned Alpha Raid, using only its own power, and this was the first stage; Later, I borrowed the power of the spell to enhance the lethality of the Alpha Raid, which is the second stage; After that, I reached the realm of human and sword unity, perfectly fusing my own power with the Alpha Raid, which is the third stage ・・・・・・" Juggernaut's tone was calm, as if he was just telling an ordinary past.

Suddenly, the wind moved.

The wind hovering on the ground suddenly went from extremely static to extremely moving, and it was completely unresponsive, and it struck towards the Sword Master like lightning. That kind of degree has completely detached itself from the concept of degree.

The Sword Master was still speaking unhurriedly, but his tone changed slightly: "Until not long ago, when I was meditating, I felt something in my heart and realized a new realm・・・・・・

The Sword Master raised his head suddenly, staring straight ahead at the wind that was already approaching him, and the countless eyes-like things on his helmet seemed to come to life, bursting out with a terrifying burst of light.

"Alpha Raid, Heavenly Section!"

Time, as if standing still in this moment.

"Click~" A faint voice suddenly sounded, but it was particularly loud in this quiet moment.

The figure of the Sword Master suddenly appeared, standing quietly on the ground, and waved his hand to retract the Dream Spirit in his hand into the scabbard: "It's over." ”

"Bang!" A body suddenly fell from the sky, smashing into the ground and splashing some dust. The sword was still clenched in his hand, but it had lost its former brightness, Yasuo looked at the sky as if he was empty, his eyes were full of confusion, and the countless small wounds on his body seemed to have no stimulation for him.

The Sword Master didn't look at Yasuo on the ground, and closed his eyes to himself: "Sure enough, the trick still has to be used, and this battle has given me some understanding・・・・・・"

On the ground, Yasuo looked at the sky in confusion, and the shadow of the sword just now lingered in his mind, as if it was still in front of him: "That kind of sword・・・・・・ that kind of sword・・・・・・ is that the will of heaven?" I can't resist at all・・・・・・"

After a few seconds, a flash of struggle flashed in Yasuo's eyes.

[Not true!] It's not time to die・・・・・・ this story is not over yet! 】

The light in Yasuo's eyes became more and more intense, and the shadow of the sword in his mind still lingered, but it gradually became a little different・・・・・・ that is, the smell of the wind.

I will not die ・・・・・・ shame. 】

"Uh・・・・・・" Yasuo struggled and slowly got up from the ground, his movements waking up the Sword Master who was carefully contemplating him. Juggernaut looked at Yasuo, a look of surprise on his face for the first time.

"Hahahaha・・・・・・ want to beat me? Want me to be subdued by your sword? Tell you, delusional! Yasuo laughed, held his sword and roared angrily: "My life is up to me, not to the sky!" ”

"Infinite Sword Saint, take my latest comprehension move!" Yasuo's body stood straight, an inexplicable force surging from the depths of his body, all the exhaustion and pain seemed to disappear at this moment, and his mind was clearer than ever. The most familiar and intimate power was all over his body.

"Tempest—"

The power of the wind seemed to be born out of thin air, appearing directly around the Sword Master's body, lifting his body slightly before the Sword Master could react.

In the next moment, Yasuo's figure appeared in front of the Sword Saint without warning, his eyes were like swords, and his sword was like cold frost.

"Absolutely! Cease! Chop! ”

The indomitable sword momentum, the unstoppable power, attacked the sword saint at this moment. Sword Saint, and Jian Hao, the eyes of the two intersected at this moment.

Yasuo's lips moved slightly, and he slowly spit out a few words: "A sword, a thought." ”

At this moment, Yasuo didn't see any panic on the face of the Sword Saint, and the Sword Saint was still calm, but said lightly: "It's too naïve." ”

"Infinite Flow Meditation, Earth Section!"

The green light suddenly appeared, and the power like a mountain suddenly came out of the emaciated body of the Sword Saint, and an inexplicable vibration flickered, directly bouncing Yasuo's figure standing in the air far away.

The Sword Saint landed steadily on the ground, the green light slowly dissipated, and he looked at Yasuo from a distance: "You lost." ”

Yasuo clenched his teeth and said hatefully: "The next time we meet, I will convince you!" ”

Before the Sword Master's mouth could say "You don't have a chance next time", suddenly a puff of smoke came out of Yasuo's position. By the time the smoke cleared, Yasuo's figure had disappeared, and he didn't know where he had gone.

"Hmm・・・・・・ it's nerve-wracking." The corners of the Sword Saint's mouth twitched, and he touched his head speechlessly, "This trick has become more and more popular recently, should we praise the increase in the influence of the Balanced Sect?" ”

"Forget it, let's take care of other things first."