Text Volume 1 Text_Chapter 129 Zhang Xuanxin VS Cao Xuanjun

In an instant, the two handles quickly collided together, making a sound of fine iron intertwining, and the two aura fluctuations impacted together, and the terrifying fluctuations spread like ripples towards the surrounding di.

The two Dao (身shēn) shapes quickly shuttled through the ring, each exchange of swords and shadows filled the sky.

I have to say that Zhang Xuanxin and Cao Xuanjun's achievements in swordsmanship are beyond the reach of ordinary elite disciples.

Zhang Xuanxin's sword is like a shock, light and elegant, and his movements are like flowing water, as if he is not fighting but dancing.

Cao Xuanjun's sword is biased towards domineering, and every slash contains extremely domineering power.

If it weren't for Zhang Xuanxin's elegant swordsmanship, avoiding the heavy and light, I am afraid that he would have been repelled by Cao Xuanjun with a sword, and he would have been defeated step by step.

Qin Yun is a master of using swords, so he can naturally see the characteristics and shortcomings of the two of them using swords at a glance.

There is no clear realm at all in the way of swordsmanship, practice makes perfect, the unity of man and sword, and swordsmanship are all ways to describe the degree of swordsmanship, but there must be a clear division, qr1

For example, Qin Yun with a sword in his hand and Qin Yun without a sword in his hand are absolutely like two people, even if an ordinary sword is in Qin Yun's hands, it can turn decay into magic, this is a feeling for the sword, which is a realm that can only be achieved by touching the sword for a long time.

As for the sword intent, it is a kind of momentum cultivated by touching the sword all year round, and everyone's sword intent may be different, some people are domineering and resolute, some people are ruthless and killing, and some people are elegant and light.

The sword intent that Qin Yun has is a fierce and domineering momentum, when he was in Qingning Town, Qin Yun once used a sword intent, the sword intent reached the sky, attracting heaven and earth, and a sword was cut down, and everything was destroyed.

Although Zhang Xuanxin and Cao Xuanjun had good swordsmanship, they were far from reaching the point of giving birth to sword intent, so Qin Yun could see through the mystery in each of their swords at a glance.

"Bell!"

Zhang Xuanxin (身shēn) turned into a series of phantoms, and directly slashed at Cao Xuanjun's neck, but Cao Xuanjun made a rung, blocking this strange and tricky sword.

"Humph!"

Zhang Xuanxin snorted coldly, and the blue light suddenly flashed in the other hand, and an ice-blue ice sword was born in her hand, and she slashed at Cao Xuanjun again without leaving a trace.

Cao Xuanjun hurriedly retreated in a (身shēn) shape, avoiding a sharp sword, but was still slashed in the waist by Zhang Xuanxin's sword, leaving a ten-inch-long wound with blood flowing.

Zhang Xuanxin stood with two swords in his hand, and did not immediately pursue, his black hair was flying, and his beautiful face was infinitely magnified at this moment, bringing a strong visual impact to everyone.

"Twin swords?" exclaimed everyone in the field.

They all know that Zhang Xuanxin's swordsmanship is good, but they never knew that Zhang Xuanxin was actually a master of using dual swords, and it seems that it should be Zhang Xuanxin's hole card that has been hidden.

Unexpectedly, in order to defeat Cao Xuanjun, Zhang Xuanxin directly used his hole cards to injure Cao Xuanjun.

Cao Xuanjun was also pale, although the wound on his waist was not big, but Zhang Xuanxin's cold breath made him miserable, of course, what made him feel the most cold was Zhang Xuanxin's eyes at the moment, which was a kind of cold and piercing eyes.

Cao Xuanjun used his aura to drive away the cold qi in his body, and at the same time looked at Zhang Xuanxin, and asked in an almost trembling voice, "Do you really want to be my enemy?"

Zhang Xuanxin's face was indifferent and did not waver in the slightest, nor did he open his mouth to answer, but just made a sword gesture pointing at Cao Xuanjun.

Cao Xuanjun's face suddenly showed a trace of sadness and indignation that could not be concealed, pointing at the opponent with a sword is a way to show the determination to fight in the way of the sword, and he will not stop until the opponent loses, Cao Xuanjun never thought that Zhang Xuanxin would be so desperate (情qíng).

"Okay, since you want to fight, I'll fight with you!" Cao Xuanjun roared angrily, and the momentum of the whole person was instantly released without reservation, purple thunder continued to flicker, and electric snakes surrounded him (body shēn), and his robe was windless and automatic, and it was rattling.

When Zhang Xuanxin saw this scene, a smile appeared on his face, his swords were rounded, and a white frost filled the air around him.

"Whoosh!"

Cao Xuanjun (身shēn) was shaped like electricity, running directly towards Zhang Xuanxin, and the long sword in his hand was even more powerful with thunder, directly slashing towards Zhang Xuanxin.

Zhang Xuan's cold sword was flexible and weird, and he directly slashed at Cao Xuanjun's blade, flicking Cao Xuanjun's sword away, and at the same time, the other sword in his hand directly turned into a strange phantom and slashed towards Cao Xuanjun's vital point.

Cao Xuanjun was shocked, and immediately put away his sword to resist, this time he could block Zhang Xuanxin's blow.

However, the swords in Zhang Xuanxin's hands were endless, one sword after another, each sword was flexible and elegant, the angle was tricky, and the cold qi contained in the sword qi made Cao Xuanjun miserable and tired to deal with.

This is the terrible thing about the double swords, the two swords need to be distracted and used for two purposes, and they cooperate with each other seamlessly, so it is not as simple as one plus one equals two, but the effect of one plus one equals three, so no matter how domineering Cao Xuanjun's swordsmanship is, no matter how terrifying his thunder is, he can't withstand Zhang Xuanxin's repeated attacks.

"Brontosaurus goes to sea!"

Cao Xuanjun roared, and directly used the same move he had against Qin Yun at the beginning.

Directly, a huge thunder dragon roared out and rushed towards Zhang Xuanxin.

Zhang Xuanxin was not afraid, and at the same time shouted softly: "Frozen thousands of miles!"

The long sword in his hand slashed out, and suddenly the surrounding air seemed to freeze, and the thunder dragon was directly smashed by Zhang Xuanxin's sword light and turned into flying ashes.

"That's amazing!" exclaimed from the audience.

When Zhang Xuanxin fought against Zhao Yu before, because of the disparity in strength, everyone couldn't feel Zhang Xuanxin's strength, but now Zhang Xuanxin actually has the momentum to suppress Cao Xuanjun, is Cao Xuanjun too weak?

It's not, but Zhang Xuanxin has become stronger.

Whether it is cultivation or swordsmanship or even artistic conception, it seems to have been greatly improved.

Now Zhang Xuanxin's icy and cold artistic conception of water is close to the fourth layer of the realm, so he can defeat Cao Xuanjun's blow so easily.

Cao Xuanjun also seemed to be aware of this, and his expression was complicated.

Zhang Xuanxin's (body shēn) form disappeared in an instant, and he reappeared in front of Cao Xuanjun, and the icy cold sword was already on Cao Xuanjun's neck.

"You've lost!" Zhang Xuanxin said lightly, and then directly put away his sword and left without a trace of hesitation.

Cao Xuanjun's face was not a trace of unwillingness, but there was a taste of relief, looking at the resolute back and asking, "Is he really worthy of you doing this for her?"

Zhang Xuanxin stopped, tilted his head slightly and showed a beautiful smile and said, "You have asked this question, I don't want to answer it again, now I just want to go back to his arms." ”

After speaking, Zhang Xuan turned into a light and agile Feiyan and flew to the stands without looking back, and then threw himself into someone's arms in the eyes of the jealous people in the audience.