What is that feeling?

All this happened too quickly, Mo Han didn't have time to see it clearly, but that moment of light touched his instinct and sense of crisis as a swordsman.

He only knew that Su Qing's sword was a real fish dead net, if it was really used to the end, there would be no swordsmanship in this world that could stop it, after all, it was something that was really hidden deep in the Sword Pavilion, and it was definitely not something that could be displayed in public.

He was even more convinced that since the girl was so skilled in swordsmanship, she would choose to avoid it even by instinct.

He had been convinced until he saw the sword light.

Just as he grabbed his sword and stood up, he was shocked to realize that the girl had turned her head slightly.

An incredibly calm gaze.

The tip of the sword was slightly raised.

She had actually put on a posture to deal with it beforehand.

Mo Han didn't believe she couldn't understand what the sword meant.

Unless...... Unless......

Mo Han's scalp was numb, and he forcibly suppressed his inner speculation, but the next moment he saw the small sword light, as if it was winding from the hilt of the sword, from her ......

A strong sense of incongruity rose from the bottom of Mo Han's heart, but by the time he found out what it was coming from, it was too late.

At this time, the woman was actually holding a sword in her left hand!

How can this be? What kind of swordsmanship is this? Countless shouts swelled in Mo Han's heart, but nothing could compare to the impact of the vision in front of him at this time.

He couldn't keep up with that girl!

The momentary hesitation just now made Mo Han lose the opportunity, and before everyone in the hall could react, the girl's sword was actually about to intersect with Su Qing's sword.

No......

No......

Mo Han didn't know where this instinct came from, but there was only one thought in his heart that was desperately screaming.

That is, these two swords must not be allowed to intersect.

At this moment, it must not.

Looking at the two swords getting closer and closer, it was like looking at the thunder light that was about to collide, and an ominous premonition filled Mo Han's heart.

Whoever overpowers the other, something terrible happens.

Looking at the dim light that everyone hadn't noticed but was as deep as the night, Mo Han suddenly had a terrible thought in his heart for some reason.

What if it's really blocked?

He knew it wasn't possible, but if it was true...... Mo Han's heart had never been so cold, and a sharp sting pain pierced into the depths of the sword heart!

At this moment, everyone's voices were removed from this world, and there was a blank space.

Everyone looked at the moment when the jade was burning, and the two swords were about to intersect.

The moment of life and death.

Instant brilliance.

Collapse!

The wind is as fierce as a sword, straight to the sky!

A terrifying loud bang suddenly exploded in the center of the main hall, rushing towards the two swords that were about to intersect, and with unimaginable vigorous energy, the two swords rushed straight away!

The breath was so powerful that it didn't tolerate any noise.

It was an aura comparable to that of the Heavenly Dao.

Mo Han Huoran raised his head and looked at the silent tall figure on the high platform, his heart was beating suddenly, and he couldn't speak.

The next moment, he lowered his head and closed his eyes.

Master, it's finally time to make a move.

At this moment, a belated exclamation sounded in the hall.

Only then did everyone suddenly realize what was happening, and many cultivators turned pale and looked at the high platform with their hands on their chests.

The old man in a wide robe and big sleeves stood on the high platform, his right hand raised and not yet lowered.

And in front of his finger was the position where Zhu Luan and Su Qingjian were originally going to intersect.

An unimaginable aura of slaughter lingered throughout the hall, and nothing else could be felt.

It's impossible to feel.

Because the Juggernaut has already struck.

Everyone looked at the picture in front of them and was speechless, and then.

Another thump.

Mo Han opened his eyes.

This is the third time that the Bilian Sword has been taken off today. But this time there was no suspense. Under the impact of the Sword Master, it's no wonder that Su Qing can't hold the sword, it's the one who can hold it......

Mo Han looked at the girl holding the sword in her left hand and was silent.

The sword between the two was separated.

Because she took a step back.

From where she had been standing.

She......

Mo Han clenched the hilt of his sword, and he suddenly felt the flow of aura in the field, this was ......

The next moment.

The girl disappeared from Mo Han's vision.

Mo Han's eyes widened.

Master!

The Sword Saint's gaze moved away from Su Qing, and the next moment, his indifferent gaze moved, passing over Zhu Luan......

The girl with the long sword in her hand, who had never moved from beginning to end, instantly swept out and hid in front of the figure on the sidelines!

In the next moment, Zhu Luan's hand was like lightning, and it was pointed at Duan Lizheng's chest.

With a snort, Duan Lizheng spat out a mouthful of blood and raised his head while coughing.

Zhu Luan stood in front of the young man, looked at the old man on the high platform coldly, and clenched the hilt of the sword in his hand.

Mo Han watched her footsteps, his eyes wandering between the Sword Saint and Zhu Luan, and a chill rose in his heart.

The moment when the girl holding the long sword returned to protect Duan Lizheng was the moment when she really opened the distance between her and Su Qing.

Only in this way can she be moved.

When the aura of the Sword Saint penetrated the entire audience, it broke through the barrier of Duan Lizheng's true qi, and the next moment there was even more pressure on the young man.

And the girl, who didn't move a few steps throughout the duel, blocked in front of the boy in an instant.

Master, he ......

Mo Han suppressed the guess in his heart and looked at the girl who was staring at the Sword Saint under the high platform.

There was silence in the hall, and everyone didn't know what was going on.

Is this showdown over?

Who won?

Who......

"That's it." The voice of the old man's vicissitudes rose from the high platform.

"Father...... Why? Su Qing covered her shoulders and looked at the Xiliang Sword Saint in disbelief, "I obviously ......"

"The son of a daughter can't sit down." There was no emotion on the indifferent face of the Xiliang Sword Saint.

"It's just a fight, it's not worth using that sword."

"But ......" Su Qing's eyes were blood-red, and she gritted her teeth and wanted to speak.

"That's enough." Xiliang Sword Saint said, glancing at her.

His voice was calm, but with an unspeakable power.

Su Qing's pupils shrank, and a look of fear appeared in her eyes, and then turned into a strong unwillingness and hatred.

The Xiliang Sword Saint narrowed his eyes slightly, and his gaze slowly moved to Zhu Luan in front of Duan Lizheng.

The atmosphere in the quiet hall became tense in an instant. Everyone raised their hearts and waited for the Juggernaut's evaluation of the girl.

However, the next moment, Zhu Luan withdrew his gaze.

"It's a pleasure to have a good time with your pavilion," this girl didn't wait for the Sword Master to speak, she opened her mouth first!

"I have benefited a lot from the next and look forward to having the opportunity to play again in the future." Zhu Luan said lightly, and wanted to leave after saying a salute.

Everyone was dumbfounded.

"Do you think you've won?" Xiliang Sword Saint said expressionlessly.

"It's just a competition, it's not worth talking about winning or losing." Zhu Luan replied with a smile.

The crowd was silent.

"Yes," Xiliang Sword Saint said lightly, "It's a pity that there will be no chance to learn from each other in the future." ”

What does that mean? The elders of Da Zhou looked at the Xiliang Sword Saint and the Sword Pavilion disciples with solemn faces, and their hearts suddenly tightened.

"Really?" In the silence, the woman's chuckle sounded again.

"Then I'm looking forward to it even more." Zhu Luan raised his head and smiled.

"What to expect? Are you looking forward to falling on the test floor? Su Qing's sharp taunt came from behind her, "I will definitely ...... then."

"Not looking forward to yours."

However, she was interrupted before she finished speaking, and Su Qing was stunned to find that Zhu Luan didn't look at her at all.

The direction Zhu Luan was looking at.

The round table where the disciples of the Sword Pavilion were located.

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