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"Thorns in all directions. Zhao Zhan'an snorted softly and changed the way of attacking, the seven flying swords no longer stabbed directly, but circled and danced, and the Weaver Girl pierced through the edges and slashed aimlessly in the clouds and mist.

This kind of attack seems to be chaotic, and even Zhao Zhanan himself doesn't know where each sword will stab at Gu Qianzhong, but it is not easy to defend. The sword in his hand also danced into a light curtain, slowly advancing towards Gu Qianzhong.

From time to time, the flying sword that was pierced was blocked by his own sword curtain, and then flew in the direction of Gu Qianzhong without a head. Everyone in the field only saw countless flying swords rising and falling, which was very beautiful.

Good looking is good-looking, everyone feels bored in this competition, only Zhao Zhanan is tossing alone in people's eyes, and Gu Qianzhong has not appeared in people's sight for a long time. It's not like the one just now, at least everyone can still see the process of fighting.

Zhao Zhan'an calmed down and changed his attack again. He shouted "Wind and rain in all directions" in his mouth, and the seven flying swords remained in different states slowly or urgently, some drew circles, carrying the sound of the wind to interfere with Gu Qianzhong's ears, and some slowly stabbed silently, and three or four swords attacked a place like a rainstorm, and another sword silently entered the ground, feeling Gu Qianzhong's feet and slowly stabbing up.

The sword in his own hand also drew a line of sword light and slashed towards the field. Under such a series of attacks, even the mist emitted from his own sword was dispelled by the sword qi, revealing a red light in the middle.

Gu Qianzhong's feet hung in the air from the ground, like a big cocoon from head to toe, tightly wrapped by the red sword qi emitted by himself, Zhao Zhan'an's flying swords were flicked away one by one, and the sword qi slashed on it and disappeared without a trace.

Zhao Zhan'an looked at this red sword qi and was even more shocked in his heart, you must know that the sword qi is different, the weapon condensed with true qi can last, once it leaves the body, it can only last for a moment, and it will disappear after hitting the target or being blocked.

The red sword qi in front of him was substantial, and unlike those shields condensed with true qi, Zhao Zhan'an could clearly feel that each sword qi in front of him was a separate individual, and it could stop in the air and not move.

There is only one possibility to cause such a result, that is, Gu Qianzhong kept condensing new sword qi in the same position, and when combined with the sword qi that had not disappeared in front of him, he gradually became like this.

"Is he accumulating strength?" Zhao Zhan'an was shocked, there were thousands of red sword lights in front of him, what did Gu Qianzhong want to do?

Zhao Zhan was shocked, but his hands did not stop at all. "Spirit Sword Bafang" As he shouted, the cloud and mist qi on the eight swords disappeared, replaced by shining sword light, and the sword in his hand seemed to have increased several times at the same moment, and the eight huge light swords changed to slash, frantically slashing towards the red sword qi that was gathering more and more around Gu Qianzhong.

He only thought that he could break the red sword qi around Gu Qianzhong's body, which was becoming more and more terrifying. But under the lightsaber slash, the red in everyone's eyes is still gradually getting bigger.

Gu Qianzhong, who had never made a sound since the battle, suddenly laughed aloud: "City Lord Zhao's Bafang Cloud Moving Sword is really exquisite, Qianzhong has some experience after a long time, and I also ask City Lord Zhao for advice on this move." ”

The red sword qi surrounding his body suddenly swelled with these words, Zhao Zhan'an didn't know the truth, he danced the sword with one hand to form a light curtain to protect his body, and with the other hand pinched the sword technique, the seven flying swords also returned to him and guarded in a circle.

At this time, the countless sword qi emitted by Gu Qianzhong had already spread, and it seemed to fly straight out without bounds. Zhao Zhan was puzzled, the sword qi that had been stored for so long was wasted like this?

Some of the outermost edges of the countless red sword qi clusters have begun to disappear, not to mention Zhao Zhan'an, everyone on the sidelines doesn't understand who the target of these sword qi is.

Gu Qianzhong's hands pointed to the sky, and then he gently clenched into a fist, and the red sword qi that was scattering suddenly stopped, as if the sword qi light cluster around him just now had magnified several times and was condensed in the air without moving. Seeing this scene, both Zhao Zhan'an and the several Yin Yang Realm cultivators who were watching the battle around suddenly woke up.

"This is the Sword Realm, Gu Qianzhong, you actually cultivated to the Sword Realm?" Zhao Zhan'an jumped to his feet and shouted regardless of his image, like a child who had just been bullied.

Although sword cultivators have different cultivation paths, they all know what is the ultimate sword technique after reaching the upper three realms. Those who focus on martial arts are sword potential, those who focus on Taoism are sword realms, and those who focus on immortals are sword intent.

Each of the three has its own mysteries. The power of the sword is boundless, every blow cracks the rocks and opens the mountain, the sword intent moves with the thought, silent and formless is difficult to prevent, and the sword realm is everything around the body, which can be turned into its own sword.

Gu Qianzhong could only control the sword qi he emitted, which could be regarded as his first glimpse of some of the doorways of the sword realm. These chaotic sword qi first froze in the air, and then slowly retracted inward.

With Zhao Zhan'an's shout, the red sword qi condensed in the air began to fly, just like the seven flying swords that were still rising and falling just now, some hovering up and down, and some going straight. All the sword qi was aimed at one target, and it was naturally Zhao Zhan'an.

Zhao Zhan'an let out a strange scream, the eight-sided sword in his hand danced impermeably, the seven flying swords shrank to a foot in front of him, the tips of the three swords were opposite, forming a triangle on his head, and the other four sword tips were downward, protecting the four directions of his body.

The seven flying swords spun like a windmill, turning into two dazzling lights up and down, coupled with the light curtain of the Bafang Sword in his hand, Zhao Zhanan and Gu Qianzhong instantly switched their offensive and defensive positions.

No matter how Zhao Zhan'an changed his way just now, he could only send out eight swords at the same time. Even if Gu Qianzhong's red sword qi dissipated a little just now, there were still hundreds of them parked in the air now.

The sound of "Xiu Xiu Xiu" continued, and the red sword qi broke through the air one by one, and was blocked by Zhao Zhan'an one by one, but even the disciples of various factions who had not reached the Yin and Yang realm could see that the hundreds of sword qi in the air were shot towards Zhao Zhan'an in turn, and they were not launched together.

Rao is like this, the dozens of sword qi that fly in every time also make Zhao Zhan'an flawless, and his whole body is wrapped in his sword light when his skills are exerted to the extreme, and he has to move his steps from time to time, dodging a few red sword qi that breaks through the defense line.

The red sword qi in the air became less and less, and after more than a dozen rounds of attacks in a row, it was finally exhausted, Gu Qianzhong did not emit more sword qi, and the corners of his mouth smiled slightly, obviously very satisfied with his performance.

Zhao Zhan'an in the field hadn't gotten used to it for a while, and the eight swords were still dancing in unison, until Gu Qianzhong stopped for a while, and then he stopped putting away his sword.

"Gu Qianzhong, you are not kind. Zhao Zhan'an, who received the sword, was indignant: "If you come up and use the sword realm, what else will I toss with you?"

"City Lord Zhao has a reputation, in fact, I am not a sword realm, if it weren't for City Lord Zhao giving me enough time to build up momentum, and using the Bafang Cloud Sword to help me gather my strength, Qianzhong would not have used this style. Gu Qianzhong said modestly.

"Although I have been thinking about this for many years, I don't have a cultivator in the Yin and Yang realm, so I can't cause this kind of pressure, and I have just realized it for a long time before I can use this form, and I am not deliberately delaying. ”

Zhao Zhan'an couldn't cry or laugh: "Okay, Gu Qianzhong, you are really good, are you practicing with me?" Then he nodded again: "It is rumored that the sword realm is invincible, and I still don't believe it, but now that I see it, it really makes sense." ”

"It's not in vain that I have been with you for so long, this fairy crystal is your Lingxiao. Zhao Zhan'an, who was in the sword realm, also had some feelings, and when he figured out this section, he turned around with joy on his face and turned back.

"I said that Gu Qianzhong was so arrogant, when he saw the three of us, he rushed up to make a move, it turned out that he had this mind. Dou Hai remembered the scene yesterday when Gu Qianzhong was not afraid of death and faced the three of his own people, and only then did he understand that he was in a hurry to find someone to fight and experience.

"Crazy, what a madman. Xu Guangrui also remembered Gu Qianzhong's words, if the three of them really rushed up to fight him yesterday, they would definitely try it first like Zhao Zhan'an just now, so Gu Qianzhong's sword qi could only accumulate more, and in the end, once it broke out, even in the moment when his sword qi dispersed, the three of them worked together to hit him hard, and under the counterattack of thousands of sword qi, it was really inevitable that they would end up together.

All three of them had palpitations. Dou Hai calmed down and stood up: "The two of you took the lead, this time I took advantage of it, and finally we can get a fairy crystal." ”

Lingxiao's side has won two games in a row, and there are no cultivators in the Yin and Yang realm, and Dou Hai should be undefeated this time. In their minds, Lingxiao's side must admit defeat and directly compete in the next competition. Who knew that as soon as Dou Hai appeared, Yan Fengwu on Lingxiao's side greeted him with a giant axe.

The other party has an extra Yin Yang Realm cultivator, and when discussing the match, he does have the idea of giving up this one, so that Lingxiao's manpower distribution will be more comfortable. In the ten games, Chang Qingzi calculated that Lingxiao's side could win at least four of the first eight games, and in the last two games, Wu Zongting and Feng Qianfa, who had already taken half a step of yin and yang, would definitely win easily. In this way, Lingxiao can monopolize half of the crystal veins, the invincible gate takes one percent, and the remaining four percent are divided equally among the three factions on the opposite side.

Yan Fengwu and the Shi brothers charged into battle, but the competition was not a strong point. In the original plan, I didn't want the three to play. After Yan Fengwu knew about this arrangement, he took the initiative to ask that no matter who the Yin Yang Realm cultivator on the opposite side was, he would have to fight with it.

Looking at the giant axe in Yan Fengwu's hand, Dou Hai smiled slightly: "This must be Elder Yan, who is Lingxiao." I have heard for a long time that Elder Yan is incomparably brave, and he is a fierce general of Lingxiao, and when I saw it today, he really lived up to his reputation. ”

Yan Fengwu has grown older over the years, and he is not as reckless as he used to be, Dou Hai on the other side is polite, and he can't come up and cut it: "Brother Dou is polite, we originally wanted to admit defeat in this game, but I think it's a pity not to fight in the last game, so I came up and tried it." ”

Dou Hai nodded: "Elder Meng Yan can afford it, Dou will definitely not let you down." Stretch out your hand: "Please!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the giant axe in Yan Fengwu's hand stood up, and he slashed down with a "whew". Dou Hai's body did not move and his feet did not move, his eyes were clear, his right hand was stretched out, and everyone's eyes were flowered, and Dou Hai's seemingly extremely slow moving arm actually brought out a series of afterimages, which were gently patted on the blade of Yan Fengwu's giant axe.

With a soft sound of "pop", Yan Fengwu's giant axe slashed down obliquely against Dou Hai's body, and before the giant axe landed, Yan Fengwu's wrist turned, and the blade of the giant axe cut flat to Dou Hai's waist.

The afterimage drawn by Dou Hai's arm appeared in the air again, but this time it was from the bottom up, and the giant axe holding Yan Fengwu in his palm was lifted upward, and the giant axe weighing more than 100 catties flew lightly over Dou Hai's head.

Yan Fengwu was not discouraged at all, but shouted loudly, turned his hands around the giant axe, and with the power of his body, turned into a ball of light wheel, and went straight to the direction of Dou Hai.

Under such a rapid rotation attack, Dou Hai still didn't move, his hands waved continuously in the air, as if a thousand arms were born on his body, and he couldn't help but push forward in the void.

Yan Fengwu's giant axe only turned a few times, and then he felt as if his hand had been cut into an extremely viscous mass, and his whole body movement slowed down.

Dou Hai's move is called "Thousand Hands Turning into a Swamp", and in the blink of an eye, he waved thousands of palm prints, compressing the air flow in front of him into an invisible swamp, Yan Fengwu, who was in it, felt that it was gradually becoming difficult to breathe, the speed of the handwheel giant axe became slower and slower, and he could not move forward under his feet.

With a low cry in his throat, Yan Fengwu jumped back with all his strength, out of the range of the invisible gas swamp, he held the giant axe in both hands and moved in a wrong step, thinking of attacking from a different angle, who knew that Dou Hai didn't even turn his body, just waved his arm lightly, and the viscous gas swamp in front of him actually moved, meeting Yan Fengwu's giant axe again.

After trying several times in a row, Yan Fengwu shouted: "Tiangang slashed." The giant axe in his hand slashed out of the void one after another, and one after another the axes flew towards Dou Hai in a cross.

Dou Hai spread out like a thousand hands in front of him, and every axe was accurately stopped by him, after Yan Fengwu swung out dozens of gang qi in succession, the original three-foot-long short-handled giant axe in his hand suddenly grew out, and suddenly flew up after the gang qi he emitted.

"Tiangang Crack", the giant axe that was quickly cut down fell directly on the top of Dou Hai's head with a little bit of fire. Dou Hai blocked several axes forward with his left hand, and with a "thousand hands supporting the sky" in his right hand, he turned into countless palm shadows and swung upward. Yan Fengwu's giant axe fell, and was flicked by his huge upward force, and his body flew straight upwards dozens of zhang high.

Dou Hai was a little surprised, he felt that Yan Fengwu's giant axe was just pressed in his hand, and it was more like jumping with strength. Sure enough, after Yan Fengwu flew high, one turned over, under his head and feet, and pressed the axe blade with both hands to rotate downward, and a "Tiangang Spin" axe fell from the sky with human momentum.

Yan Fengwu's body is heavy and heavy, he will never be able to jump to such a height, he looks rude, but this stroke is used without a trace.

With the huge force emitted by Dou Hai, Yan Fengwu rotated his axe in the air, driving the airflow around his body to form an inverted cone, and pounced on it with a roar. Since Dou Hai has not moved in place, he can only take it hard for the sake of face.

"Thousand-handed Condensing Lotus", Dou Hai's hands continued to be remnant, condensing a green lotus flower on his head, and slashed towards Yan Fengwu's spiral axe.

With a loud "click", the lotus condensed by Dou Hai was shattered by Yan Fengwu's axe, and Yan Fengwu was also bounced up, and he took a few steps back after landing.

Yan Fengwu borrowed his strength to get up, and this "Tiangang Spiral" was brought into full play, and the power was more than double that of usual, although his arms were numb, and Dou Hai was also shocked and very uncomfortable.

Dou Hai was depressed in his heart, seeing Yan Fengwu walking over with an axe, he stretched out his right hand, erected his palm like a knife, with countless virtual images, a "thousand hands like a knife" slashed down obliquely, and launched an attack first.

Seeing that the sky was full of palm shadows like knives, Yan Fengwu actually didn't dodge or dodge, and when Dou Hai's strength was released, he suddenly hugged his fists and arched his hands: "Brother Dou is really powerful, I lost this time." ”

Dou Hai didn't expect him to come to this hand, seeing that the hand knife he slashed out with all his strength was about to fall on Yan Fengwu's head, but he didn't even have the intention of parrying, so he had to withdraw it violently. The hand knife above Yan Fengwu turned invisible, but Dou Hai made his arm numb and his chest tightened because he was trying his best to recover his strength.

Adjusting his breathing, Dou Hai slowly exhaled the turbid breath in his chest. Yan Fengwu turned around and went back like no one else, with a hint of pride on his face. Gu Qianzhong sighed on Lingxiao's side: "This old Yan is really bad. ”

Zheng Fengze on the side laughed: "I can't see it, it's just just in time." Gu Qianzhong turned his head to look at Zheng Fengze and said: "Zheng Lao, don't be deceived by his appearance, this guy is like this with everyone in Lingxiao, he will have a good time first, and he will admit defeat as soon as he wants to fight back, and you won't touch him if you eat it." Now the entire Lingxiao knows the root of the people who don't fight him. "Is this okay?" Seeing that Yan Fengwu first cut a painful beat, and then directly admitted defeat, Zhang Zhao couldn't help but blurt out. He looked at Pang Feiyang beside him and asked, "Uncle Pang, what if the green-robed old man doesn't stop?"

Pang Feiyang obviously also knew Yan Fengwu's personality, and he replied with a smile: "No, Senior Brother Yan is very accurate in looking at people, and he always chooses some people who can be contained." ”

Zhang Zhao thought back to these competitions, and asked again: "Uncle Pang, if you are like this with us when you fight for the crystal vein, won't there be no danger? ”

Pang Feiyang looked at the field and replied casually: "Impossible, in front of us, we can all see that there is no good result in a hard robbery, and if it is not good, it will be empty of people and money, if it can be easily won, who will give Xianjing to others?"

He turned his head to look at Zhang Zhao: "Even if this kind of competition is not always so calm, there will always be times of bleeding and injury." After being injured, everyone's performance is different, some people retreat and admit defeat when they see blood, and some people heal and bravely never die. ”

Seeing that Zhang Zhao couldn't understand, Pang Feiyang smiled and was about to explain, when an old man in a white robe walked out of the Bafang City opposite, his hands were empty from a distance, and he was not holding a blade.

"Qi Huapeng of Bafang City is here, which friend of Lingxiao will come to teach?" The white-robed old man looked gloomy, with a hidden evil aura in his eyes, and he looked like a ruthless character.

Tian Yingxiang stood up with the silver spear of Zhang'er and was about to step forward. I heard Pang Feiyang shout: "Senior Brother Tian, can you let me go first this time?"

Pang Feiyang is also one of the candidates agreed by Lingxiao, Tian Yingxiang sat back in the chair: "Anyone can go up, anyway, sooner or later." ”

Pang Feiyang looked back at Zhang Zhao and nodded, and arrived in the field with two ups and downs: "Lingxiao Pang Feiyang, Elder Qi, please." Qi Huapeng squinted his eyes and looked at Pang Feiyang: "Good body style, come on." The two of them took a step forward at the same time, and both reached into claws and grabbed each other's chests.

"Huh?" Qi Huapeng was a little surprised, he had a lot of kung fu in his hands, Yunlong Claw was good at locking weapons, splitting tendons and bones and hurting countless people, seeing Pang Feiyang's shot, the number of ways was about the same as his own.

The two of them each staggered and moved away, Qi Huapeng shook his hand and hooked Pang Feiyang's shoulder, Pang Feiyang turned sideways and grabbed his wrist with his backhand. The two of them hit fast, their hands attacked one after another, and their feet were also staggered or kicked together.

Qi Huapeng's hands were like hooks, carrying the strong wind, but Pang Feiyang was in the shape of eagle claws with both hands, silently competing with Qi Huapeng's finger power. Both of them used to hook and grab the lock, and occasionally their hands touched each other, making a sound of gold and iron.

After dozens of moves, Qi Huapeng's body was like a swimming dragon, and according to the direction of the gossip under his feet, he attacked Pang Feiyang in a row. Pang Feiyang is up and down, and when he jumps, he soars into the sky, falling like a goshawk fighting a rabbit.

Fighting to the heart, Qi Huapeng in the field has turned into several doppelgangers, attacking from all directions, Pang Feiyang said with a clear sigh in his mouth, his body rose into the air, his legs curled up, his arms spread, and he hit down in the air like an eagle striking the sky, and every time he intersected with Qi Huapeng's four arms, he flew up again.

The two of them are one on the top and one on the bottom, separated for a while, gathered for a while, Pang Feiyangsheng is brisk, the ups and downs are both fast and traceless, Qi Huapeng is like a dragon playing in the water, and he does not stay on the ground for a moment.

Seeing Qi Huapeng's castration, Pang Feiyang fell suddenly, and with a soft "boom", he tore off a white robe on Qi Huapeng's back, and Qi Huapeng's back was bloodstained, and his skin and flesh were not lightly injured.

Qi Huapeng, who felt the pain in his body, was expressionless, still wandering, when Pang Feiyang struck again, he turned back and hooked with both hands, Pang Feiyang's left hand hooked a blood mark on his shoulder, but he tore off half of Pang Feiyang's sleeves with both hands, with Pang Feiyang's rise and fall, there were also blood drops in the air, and several blood marks were scratched on one arm.

This is the only competition that has seen blood today. The two of them kept hooking with their four hands, and they fought hard. After a while, the cloth was hanging and scarred.

The two of them each fell victim to more than ten moves from the other party, but they still fought without fear of blood, and their moves were extremely vicious, either digging out their hearts or poking their eyes and throats. Sometimes it is a four-handed attack, in addition to dodging the vital point, it is better to suffer some injuries than leave claw marks on the opponent's body.

The battle between the two cultivators at the peak of the five qi was actually even more tragic than the game of the Yin and Yang realms just now. Tian Yingxiang frowned slightly, he didn't understand why Pang Feiyang had to fight this one. Although Pang Feiyang had the upper hand at this time, wouldn't it be easier to win if he let his second silver gun shoot?

Just when Tian Yingxiang was puzzled and thinking, as Pang Feiyang fell and was just about to rise up, Qi Huapeng, who was already in a white robe that had been dyed red with blood, lit up with five-colored light all over his body, and the figure of "Cloud Dragon in the Sky" burst out, chasing Pang Feiyang and soaring into the air.

The two of them intersected with their four claws in the air, Pang Feiyang could see clearly, the thumbs of both hands were clasped in the middle of Qi Huapeng's palm, and the remaining fingers were intertwined with Qi Huapeng's cloud dragon claws, and both sides exerted force at the same time, Qi Huapeng's palm was tingling, and his strength was obviously invincible.

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