The long sword in Hua Yun's palm danced impermeably, and at the same time, wisps of cold qi also seeped out of the sword, making Zhuo Xinyan seem to have nowhere to attack for a while, so she had to retreat decisively.

Looking at Zhuo Xinyan's somewhat stumbling steps, all the disciples of the Sword Pavilion smiled coldly.

This scene was expected by them.

It's only to blame Zhuo Xinyan and his party for being too blind and arrogant.

"It's a backhand sword, and the angle is tricky, even I was a little surprised. ”

Zhang Yun's eyebrows raised slightly.

It seems that the Tianjiao figure of the Sword Pavilion must also have his superiority.

It's just that if that's the case, it's unlikely that he can easily win his disciples.

"Hmph. Hua Yun snorted coldly, took advantage of the victory to pursue, the long sword in his hand and his whole person instantly turned into a ghost, and went towards Zhuo Xinyan.

Wow!

Cold light burst out from the long sword, giving Zhuo Xinyan a feeling like falling into an ice cellar.

"Senior brother's sword is so fast, it's so fast now that I can't even see it clearly?"

A little shock flashed in the eyes of a Sword Pavilion disciple, he was the second strongest person among the disciples of the Sword Pavilion, and his cultivation was already approaching the Heavenly Yuan Eightfold Realm.

Even he hadn't looked at the sword in Qinghuayun's palm, so he could imagine how fast his sword was, and how could it be that Zhuo Xinyan of the Tianyuan Fivefold Realm could resist.

Suddenly, frost appeared on Hua Yun's body, and an extremely strong cold force completely erupted, and a cold sword light directly slashed towards Zhuo Xinyan's figure who was constantly flashing, and the undercurrent in the space surged, the cold was pressing, and its sword was domineering, and it was powerful to split Hua Mountain, as if it was devastating.

The gap between Hua Yun and Zhuo Xinyan's cultivation is immediate and clear at a glance.

Just when everyone thought that Zhuo Xinyan would be defeated soon, Zhuo Xinyan's voice was heard.

"Hua Yun, although your swordsmanship is unexpectedly fast, your strength is a little worse, but it is just a façade. ”

Just as Zhuo Xinyan spoke, the fiery red maple leaves were moving, and it was not yet dusk, but the sky was already red.

At this moment, everyone only felt a gust of cold wind blowing, it was a cold wind that made people palpitate.

An invisible sword aura burst out in an instant, and Hua Yun's sword qi impacted and reverberated in the air, making the wind bigger and more violent, causing the fallen leaves on the ground to dance and fly, making all the disciples of the Sword Pavilion show a little shocked.

The sword qi that erupted from Zhuo Xinyan's body, against the senior brother, did not seem to fall behind.

Moreover, they felt a momentum slowly climbing on Zhuo Xinyan's body, and it had not reached its peak at this moment.

In fact, Zhuo Xinyan has been accumulating strength for this sword for a long time, and at this moment, Zhuo Xinyan seemed to see Hua Yun's flaws, and the sword in her hand suddenly came out of its sheath.

The cold light flashed, and Hua Yun's face suddenly changed.

In this battle, Hua Yun has always had the opportunity and advantage, but somehow, at this moment, he actually felt oppressed.

It's slight, but it's also noticeable.

The dense woods couldn't stop the sword in Zhuo Xinyan's hand, there seemed to be nothing in front of her, and in her eyes, there was only Hua Yun as an opponent.

Zhuo Xinyan stabbed out a sword lightly, but this seemingly understated opinion was stabbed out like lightning, and there was no change, but at this moment, it gave people a feeling of ever-changing.

The sword in Zhuo Xinyan's hand seemed to have life, and it was controlled as easily as a part of her body, which immediately blinded the eyes of the disciples of the Sword Pavilion, and even Zhang Yun's face showed a little relief.

Zhuo Xinyan's speed of sword was too fast, even faster than Hua Yun, and it was varied, even Hua Yun, who was the first to bear the lead and was recognized as the Heavenly Pride of the Sword Pavilion, had never seen the changes clearly, which also made his face more and more difficult to see.

"Hmph, bells and whistles, such a fast sword, the strength is not very good, right?"

Stabilizing his state of mind, Hua Yun sneered, and he did not hesitate to greet him.

He admits that in terms of kendo, Zhuo Xinyan has a talent comparable to him.

So he wants to use cultivation as a crush, and absolute cultivation as a crush!

With the flow of sword light, time seemed to stand still, and there were only two swords left in the whole world, two swords that clashed with each other.

All of this is slow to say, but in fact it is happening between lightning and flint.

The fallen leaves were still beating like waves, but at this moment, both of them stopped moving.

Zhuo Xinyan and Hua Yun's figures have swapped places.

After that, Zhuo Xinyan and Hua Yun didn't move.

This somewhat strange scene made the pupils of almost everyone present shrink slightly.

Is this a win-or-loser?

So, who won exactly?

Zhang Yun smiled at the first time.

As the Heavenly Dao in the Heavens and Ten Thousand Worlds, Zhang Yun, who has tens of thousands of superimposed people, naturally saw the clues.

In the midst of the falling leaves in the sky, Hua Yun, who had cultivated to the peak realm of the Heavenly Yuan Eightfold, was defeated, and he was completely defeated.

"Who the hell won?"

Even from the beginning, he believed that his eldest brother had the strength to crush.

But as time went by, Hua Zhi's heart became more and more uncertain, and at this moment, he couldn't help swallowing a mouthful of saliva, because of nervousness, cold sweat oozed from his palms.

Ye Xianzhi also stared intently at any wind and grass on the battlefield, she also hoped to find a promise, and she also hoped that Sister Xinyan would win the first battle after apprenticeship, which would have a great impact on her future cultivation and longevity.

"Childe, who won?" Ye Xianzhi asked Zhang Yun unrecognizable.

As a powerhouse in the Tiangang Realm, Childe's eyesight must be much stronger than those in the Tianyuan Realm.

"What do you say?" Zhang Yun just smiled slightly, and didn't need to say the final result at all.

At this moment, on Hua Yun's seemingly intact neck, a subtle red blood color appeared, which was even more dazzling and eye-catching under the illumination of the setting sun.

"In the world's martial arts, I don't understand the truth that only fast and unbreakable, and my sword has been exerted to my own extreme. ”

Putting the sword back into its sheath, Zhuo Xinyan said lightly, and then turned around and walked towards Zhang Yun's side, without looking back.

At the moment when she turned around, Hua Yun's eyes gradually became hollow, and the sound of the corpse falling to the ground was like a soul-inducing and life-threatening sound in the ears of the disciples of the Sword Pavilion, directly shocking to the deepest part of their hearts.

Seeing that the senior brother was motionless like a corpse, the disciples of the Sword Pavilion suddenly widened their eyes, and even their eyeballs were about to stare at each other, and their eyes were full of disbelief.

"This ...... How is this possible, Senior Brother was defeated, and it was still in the hands of a girl who had cultivated to only the Tianyuan Fivefold Realm?"

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