A sword stabbed diagonally, not fast but not slow either.

The breeze came slowly, and then looked at Ye Changsheng's sword movements, and he was indescribably elegant.

It seems to be a simple sword, but the energy is not triggered, and it is always changing.

It's just that the changes in energy always follow a kind of subtle truth, canceling each other out of the invisible, so the clouds are light and the wind is light.

No change, better than ever-changing.

Gongsun Kang looked at the trajectory of this sword's eyes, and couldn't help but change color, grabbed the hilt of the sword with his big hand, and pulled the sword out of the sheath.

The Taoist mystery of transcendent temperament was originally favored by every famous disciple, and how could Gongsun Kang be an exception?

Even he, with his understanding of the sword momentum and his understanding of Dao Yun, could not cast such a sword.

This Ye Changsheng really has a bit of arrogance!

Although he saw the extraordinaryness of this sword, Gongsun Kang didn't pay too much attention to it.

With his strength at the middle level of the Supreme Realm, even if he used the most crude method, he could easily knock down Ye Changsheng just by virtue of the advantage of the energy level.

The reason why he drew his sword was because he didn't want to give Ye Changsheng any chance.

In the past few days, what he has asked for is to absolutely crush Ye Changsheng, the kind of crushing that even the old farmers who farm can understand.

What he needs is a hearty victory, a thirst for perfection that does not allow him to suffer any damage, or even any indignity.

"Blow you up!"

Gongsun Kang looked at the long sword that came forward, and shouted angrily, and the energy in his body was full of energy.

A powerful aura erupted from the erect chest, and the invisible momentum roared forward, like an invisible wave, slapping towards Ye Changsheng.

The red rainbow sword in his hand was instantly dyed red by the fire attribute energy, blooming with a brilliant light, and a trace of flame was wrapped around the edge.

Under the illumination of the sun, the sword body reflected thousands of rainbows, which were confused and intertwined in the sky, and the entire high platform was covered with a layer of blood.

The rainbow with the thickest blood color was like a fire training falling from the sky, slashing down towards Ye Changsheng's head!

"Whew!"

The incomparably powerful aura came towards him, which suddenly suffocated Ye Changsheng's footsteps, and his breathing was also paused.

Ye Changsheng's eyes were raised, looking at the dazzling sword light of the Chihong Sword, the long sword in his hand changed its trajectory and slashed towards the top of his head.

The profound Izumo sword intent, no move is a move, and a move is no move.

Ye Changsheng didn't know why he was out of the sword like this, and he didn't know why the energy contained in the sword body changed so much, he was ignorant, it was originally the realm of the Dao.

A series of explosions sounded, and the red rainbow fire practice that came down at the head was cut into thousands of strands by Ye Changsheng's sword qi, and collapsed and scattered in the air.

The streamers of flames hit Ye Changsheng's body, but they dissipated instantly, or were bounced away lightly.

Ye Changsheng frowned slightly, and when his wrist was flipped, the soreness brought by him before was suddenly eliminated, and the flipped sword also stabbed towards Gongsun Kang again.

If it exists, it is inexhaustible, and the sword intent is there, and the Dao rhyme will not break.

Gongsun Kang didn't expect Ye Changsheng to make his second move so quickly, and he was still so free and easy, and he couldn't help but be surprised.

He knew that the cultivation suit Ye Changsheng was wearing came from the General Association of Refiners, and although it was not as good as the Star Moon Divine Costume on his body, it was also the best for defense.

Because of this, the sword qi and streamer when he shot before, when they hit Ye Changsheng's body, they either automatically dissipated or were rebounded.

But he also saw Ye Changsheng's frowning expression, thinking that although he had the protection of his cultivation clothes, his body must also be very painful.

Gongsun Kang smiled freely, simply took a step forward, and stabbed forward with the same sword.

Call!

The fire tide was surging, as if it was erupting from a cave, and the scorching heat made the space distorted, and the red in the fire tide was particularly eye-catching.

"Buzz!"

At the tip of the Immortal Sword, a swirling air current, piercing the surging tide of fire, and at the same time, a supreme power wrapped around the tip of the Red Rainbow Sword.

The two swords deflected at the same time, and the figures of the two passed by.

At the moment of passing by, the left hands of the two slapped each other hundreds of times!

The figure suddenly separated, and Ye Changsheng stumbled slightly and stood firm again.

The red afterglow faded, and his face was as pale as paper.

His body was steaming with mist, and his long silver-white hair was dripping down, dry and dull.

The sharp-eyed powerhouses could clearly see that more than a dozen slightly sunken parts of Ye Changsheng's body quickly returned to normal.

And in the eyes of those who don't know, this scene is just Ye Changsheng's clothes swinging a few times.

Gongsun Kang, opposite Ye Changsheng, was also not much better, and his face was a little pale.

Although in the moment of passing by, he had at least a dozen palms hit Ye Changsheng's body, but he was also hit seven or eight times.

In a hurry, the two of them didn't have time to exert their strength at all, and the depth of the blow even came from pure physical strength.

As a powerful party, Gongsun Kang suffered a loss.

Fortunately, the Red Flame True Flame, which he had cultivated since childhood, had a strong penetrating power, which made Ye Changsheng suffer a little internal injury.

Gongsun Kang couldn't help but secretly rejoice, fortunately, these days, he had accumulated a strong fighting spirit and adjusted his state to the peak.

Although his body hurt, it didn't affect his state at all, but because of the pain, it stimulated his fighting spirit.

"The third move!"

Where is Gongsun Kang willing to give Ye Changsheng time to breathe, he shouted angrily, and the Red Rainbow Sword drew a burning blood cross, tearing towards Ye Changsheng.

Ye Changsheng casually stabbed it out, but a hint of brilliance flashed in his eyes.

Gongsun Kang's move is dignified and full of academic atmosphere, how similar is it to the sparring partner in the real martial arts space?

In just two battles, Ye Changsheng couldn't see through Gongsun Kang's strength at all, but there was one thing he was sure of.

Gongsun Kang's sword strength is only at level five, and the strongest is only level six.

The strength of the sword momentum has nothing to do with the strength of the energy, and has nothing to do with the level of cultivation, it only lies in the understanding and control of the sword technique.

Even if it is murderous intent, it only plays a role in supporting the sword momentum.

Gongsun Kang, who is a sixth-level sword player, the mysteries of the swordsmanship he cultivated, no matter how advanced he is, he has no set of swordsmanship that can achieve true consummation.

And Ye Changsheng himself, his sword momentum has already reached the ninth level!

All he lacked now was to continue to wait for the opportunity, waiting for the opportunity to defeat Gongsun Kang with one move.

Under the Izumo sword intent, the sword qi and sword light released by the immortal sword were like idle clouds that rolled up, vaguely sticking to the flying cross sword light, and then being shattered.

At the same time as countless streamers flew out, the cross sword light also became full of holes, faint and dull, and when it flew in front of Ye Changsheng, it was already the end of the strong crossbow.

Ye Changsheng stirred his hand, and the firelight and red sword light collapsed into invisibility.

"Fourth move!"

Ye Changsheng said loudly, and the sword with a mysterious rhyme stabbed forward, but a piece of starlight stretched out at the tip of the sword.

(End of chapter)