As he spoke, the two figures on the battlefield finally made a move, and they invariably assimilated into two sword rainbows, one black and white, one wind and snow, and the two sword rainbows were as fast as if they crossed space, beyond the eyesight of most people, and they were instantly handed over together.

The two top ten talents in the Northern Regions Mangyuan handed over.

Xue Wuye and Shangguan Qingyu, the two top sword wizards of the younger generation, seemed to be faster than whose sword at the moment, and between a few breaths, the two of them had already exchanged more than thirty moves.

The vast majority of the audience around the battle platform couldn't see the two of them clearly with their sword moves, and could only see two high-speed moving figures, wrapped in the dazzling sword shadows, stepping on dazzling steps, constantly colliding, separating, and staggering, and thousands of sword qi in the battle circle were vertical and horizontal, and it was impossible to judge what the situation of the battle was.

I can't see it clearly, but it doesn't affect people to know that this is a rare master duel, which is much more exciting than Su Junbao's one-trick victory competition just now, at least on the scene, and both of them are real powerhouses in the same realm Yuanying Realm, and it is definitely not Su Junbao's kind of person who relies on his strange strength and takes advantage of the low-level realm.

As Xue Wuye's battle between the two became more and more intense, there was already thunderous applause and cheers all around.

Yan Guiyi was also watching, with his eyesight, it was impossible to see this level of combat clearly, but he also watched it attentively, because the eldest brother said that these were good opportunities for him to learn.

At this time, the fake Su Junbao on the side rarely opened his eyes from the meditation, and with his cultivation, with only a few glances, he could see the figures of the two of them clearly, even the angle of their swords, the trajectory of the spirit sword was clear at a glance, and he could even feel the change in the strength of Xue Wuye and Shangguan Qingyu's sword wrists, urging every trace of true qi to fluctuate.

But after only a few glances, he closed his eyes again, these two people's talents are not bad, but their growth environment is destined to their achievements will not be too high, as a strong man born in a super force, this level is not in his eyes.

Shangguan Qingyu's cultivation should be the supreme sword technique of the Tianchong royal family, the "Eight Desolation Taiji Sword Technique", his sword is round, and a cyan spirit sword constantly draws out a whirlpool-like sword qi flow.

Xue Wuye urged the fierce sword qi, and was swept into the flow of the opponent's sword qi, just like being swept into the whirlpool of the deep sea, and the invincible sword move was dissolved by Shangguan without a trace.

Not only that, it is rumored that the "Eight Desolations Taiji Sword Technique" of Yanhe contains the yin and yang principles between heaven and earth, and the whirlpool drawn by the tip of the sword is sometimes as gentle as a stream, sometimes like a sea storm rushing endlessly, and it may strangle people to pieces at any time.

On the other side, Xue Wuye urged the true qi, and the Taiyue swordsmanship of the Xiyue royal family was swayed to the fullest.

The cyan holy sword sometimes exuded a cyan brilliance like a green leaf, and sometimes carried a bone-piercing ice glow, turning into a thunderous blow, and a sword stabbed out, and suddenly, the cold light was shining.

The two sides were only tentative at first, and by the time the battle reached 300 moves, they no longer had any reservations.

Both of them are the top kendo wizards, and the speed of their moves is extremely fast, obviously there are only two people, but they show dozens of figures, and the sword qi that bursts out is even denser, like a sea of swords, filling the entire space, making people feel that as soon as they get closer, they will be crushed by these thousands of sword qi.

"Brother Lan, what do you think of the swordsmanship of these two?"

Among the members of the Nanhua Mansion on the main stage, someone asked Lan Ying.

"What do I think?"

Blue Shadow turned her head back, a look of disdain at the corner of her mouth.

"The duel between the two of them seems to be exciting, but in fact it is flashy and full of flaws, the low-level sword duel is a low-level sword duel after all, it is difficult to get into the hall of elegance, it is not worth a bit, if I make a move, the three swords are enough to defeat the two of them!"

Lan Ying said that in the eyes of the people of Nanhua Mansion, these two people were the only two who might cause them some trouble, but in Lan Ying's eyes, they were still not worth mentioning.

Thinking about it, Lan Ying, as a descendant of the Sage family, is so knowledgeable, and he has the opportunity to practice those high-level second- and third-grade martial arts, how can he take these fourth- and fifth-grade swordsmanship in his eyes.

It's lively, but it's actually all some tricks.

The only thing they were worried about was the Demon Moon Sect hidden in the dark, and when they remembered the death of Murong Qiudi and the others, a chill came up from the blue shadow!

"Big brother, in your opinion, which of the two of them will win?"

After watching it for a while, Yan Guiyi couldn't help but ask questions to the fake Su Junbao, although he didn't want to disturb the other party's rest.

"Snow knows no night!"

Su Junbao opened his eyes, looked at it a few more times, and spit out three words, others asked, he might be able to ignore it, but this person is also a monarch, and he is too angry, so he will inevitably show his stuffing.

"Why, I saw that they were evenly matched!"

Yan Guiyi asked puzzledly, and the people on the side heard it, and they also listened attentively, and they also wanted to hear what kind of high opinion this little monarch who has repeatedly created miracles can have.

"Because as a martial artist, his sword is purer, sharper, and sharper!"

After the fake Su Junbao finished speaking, he closed his eyes again, leaving a group of people who couldn't understand.

"Kill!"

As he was talking, a firm and resolute shout came from the battle platform, which was the voice of Xue Wuye.

In an instant, on the battle platform, all the sword shadows and figures seemed to be still, only a bright sword light passed through the space like a shuttle of light.

At the end of the space was the figure of Shangguan Qingyu, his eyes shrunk, and his pupils were almost filled with sword light.

"The stars are gone!"

A sword that Xue Wuye struck with all his might, and after this sword, this competition was about to come to an end.

"Eight Desolations!"

In the face of the opponent's incomparably firm and decisive killing moves, Shangguan Qingyu urged the six-rank spirit sword in his hand with all his might, and performed a move of the Eight Desolation Taiji Sword Technique, facing the flying sword light.

It's just that this time the sword move he drew could no longer stop this indestructible sword light.

"Poof."

The cyan spirit sword pierced Shangguan Qingyu's right shoulder, and at the same time, the sword in Shangguan's hand also slashed past Xue Wuye's ear, and the sword qi only cut off a few long hairs and gently floated down to the platform.

"Whew!" Xue Wuye drew his sword.

"Bang dang!"

At the same time, Shangguan Qingyu, who was seriously injured in his right shoulder, could no longer hold the spirit sword in his hand, and fell to his knees, and this six-rank spirit weapon also fell to the platform.

In this competition, he lost.

"You're strong, but you're losing!" Xue Wuye said.

Shangguan Qingyu's face that was always cynical on weekdays also became extremely silent, he knew that if the other party killed the sword just now, he would definitely die on the spot, but Xue Wuye only let him hang up some color.

"This man...... It seems to be progressing again! Zhensu Junbao looked at the stage and said.