The sea breeze is howling and the waves are rolling.

On the sandy ground by the sea, Ren Xiaoyao held the sword, Qiu Xiaotian raised the knife, the two stood opposite each other, and neither was in a hurry to make a move.

Everyone in the distance also held their breath and watched intently at the upcoming earth-shattering battle. After all, such a peak duel is rare for ordinary people in their lives.

Ordinary masters fight to seize the opportunity. However, the top master duel is more momentum.

The sword bearer is elegant, indifferent, and chic at ease.

Those who use knives are domineering and brave.

The artistic conception of the two is different, and the performance is not the same. Therefore, the "Knife Demon" Qiu Xiaotian made a move first, and the black magic knife in his hand swallowed a sharp knife, like a touch of black lightning slashing towards Ren Xiaoyao's chest and abdomen.

Ren Xiaoyao's face remained unchanged, his right wrist shook, "ask the world" out of the sheath, and went straight to meet Qiu Xiaotian, and he swung three swords in an instant, and for a while, the two of them were surrounded by sword flowers, and the sword qi was vertical and horizontal.

Qiu Xiaotian's sword intent was gradually disintegrated under Ren Yao's continuous three sword qi, and after a little temptation to each other, the two of them no longer kept it, and exchanged several moves in mid-air one after another, for a while, the yellow sand was rolling, and the sword qi was intertwined like rain, and the people watching the battle around couldn't tell who had the upper hand and who had the upper hand.

The sand and dust were gone, the swords fell, and the two continued to stand opposite each other.

Although the two of them were still standing straight as before, the "Sword Immortal" Ren Xiaoyao had blood at the corner of his mouth, and the "Sword Demon" Qiu Xiaotian had a long sword wound on his right chest, and the flesh and blood turned out could be seen.

After a few moves, it is still difficult to see which is stronger and which is weak.

"It's time to get to the bottom of it. Look at my tricks to dance the world. Qiu Xiaotian roared, not caring about the injuries in front of his chest and abdomen, and took the lead again.

"Demon Dance World" is a move of three styles, the front style is exhausted, the back style is gradually born, one style is stronger than the other, and the sword spirit contained in the last style has reached the extreme, which is Qiu Xiaotian's 30 years of retreat and the creation of a lifelong knife path, hoping to win the rivers and lakes.

Seeing this trick for the first time, Ren Xiaoyao's face became solemn and abnormal, this ordinary knife brought him supreme pressure, which was really only encountered in his life. The heart moved at will, and the "Ask the World" in his hand drew an arc in the air in front of him, and where the long sword passed, the air around it rippled and trembled, and it was actually a tangible thing vibrating the invisible void, driving the vitality of heaven and earth, and the sword qi turned into a milky white dragon towards the black sword conjured up by the black magic knife.

The sword move "Ask the Sword World", and the famous skill of "Sword Immortal" Ren Yao has been improved several times and has been perfected.

Ren Xiaoyao used "Asking the End of the World" as a medium, and manipulated the dragon-shaped sword qi as if he wanted to devour the sky and the earth.

Qiu Xiaotian's eyes flashed, thirty years ago, he was seriously injured and defeated in this move "Ask the Sword World", and the "Demon Dance World" was created in response to this move, and success or failure should be done here.

After Ren Yao's dragon-shaped sword qi successfully broke the two sword qis, he gathered but did not disperse, and continued to exhaust Qiu Xiaotian's last "Demon Dance World" with a wide opening and closing momentum.

Most of the people on the side of Penglai Pavilion were happy, as if they saw that victory was in sight.

In the crowd, only Yun Tiancheng and Bei Yingyan's faces were cloudy, and they seemed to see something.

Li Tiantu Yun Mengluo, who followed the Heavenly Demon Sect, was also at the scene at this time, hiding in the coconut grove by the sea not far from here.

Yun Mengluo was being held in Li Tiantu's arms, and when she saw this, she couldn't help but say excitedly: "Uncle Ren is going to win." Seeing her father standing on the opposite side safe and sound, she was in a much better mood, and the whole person swept away the previous sentimentality, became extremely brisk, and returned to the previous state of being a little daughter.

Li Tiantu shook his head and said softly: "It's not that simple, the three sword styles of the sword demon are born to deal with Ren Xiaoyao's 'Ask Sword Tianya', and the strongest is not the first two styles, but the last one." Although the dragon-shaped sword qi seems to be strong, but after the first two styles of the "Demon Dance World", the sharpness has been lost, and I am afraid that it will be extremely difficult to dissolve this wave of peerless sword rays that are as strong as a wave. ”

Yun Mengluo exclaimed in surprise when she heard this, and said anxiously: "Big brother, what should I do then?" Once Uncle Ren loses, my father and even the entire Penglai Pavilion will be in danger. ”

Li Tiantu chuckled, "It's okay. Ren Xiaoyao's move of "asking the sword world" is both offensive and acceptable, I'm afraid it's not so simple. The sword arc drawn in the void by this move-up style not only borrowed the heaven and earth vitality of that side, but also formed a sword-guarding style from the heaven and earth where the sword qi crossed, which implied supreme sword intent, as long as the remaining dragon-shaped sword qi could consume half of the sword intent of the black magic knife, even if this battle was not won, it should be evenly matched. ”

The path of martial arts is the same.

Ren Xiaoyao's sword is similar to Li Tiantu's sword exchange with Yun Mengfei in the bamboo garden of Xuanji Villa, but Li Tiantu's sword lacks Ren Xiaoyao's far-reaching artistic conception.

The situation in the field changed suddenly, and the black sword that was engulfed by the white dragon-shaped sword qi rolled like a cloud, breaking through the dragon-shaped sword qi and surrounding it, and the aftermath was unabated, overwhelmingly surging towards Ren Xiaoyao, who was immovable.

Ren Xiaoyao's face remained unchanged, as if he had expected it, he clenched his hand and "asked the world" to take two steps back, and then tapped the abnormal fluctuating void in front of him with the tip of his sword, attracting the supreme sword intent contained in it.

The black sword light came in an instant, but it was blocked by an invisible wall of qi, and it couldn't enter in the slightest.

At this time, there was not much residual true qi on both sides, and under one attack and one defense, the surrounding heaven and earth vitality finally collapsed no longer under human control, Qiu Xiaotian retreated more than three feet, and the blood in his mouth couldn't help but spurt out wildly.

Ren Xiaoyao's figure only shook three times, and he didn't take half a step back, but his face became more and more pale.

Qiu Xiaotian stopped retreating, put the black magic knife on his broad shoulders, his expression was complicated, he was seriously injured, and he was afraid that he would be worried about his life if he fought again, and he hesitated for a while, not knowing whether to continue or stop there, because he couldn't figure out the injury of his old rival Ren Yao.

Ren Xiaoyao knew that his true qi was almost dissipated at this time, and he had no strength to fight again, the sword demon seemed to be less injured than himself, and he had just forcibly not retreated in order to scare away Qiu Xiaotian, which further aggravated the internal injuries suffered on his body, and it was extremely difficult to recover after a year and a half.

Seeing that both sides stood still, Penglai Pavilion and the Heavenly Demon Sect surrounded each other, protecting Ren Xiaoyao and Qiu Xiaotian respectively.

Ren Xiaoyao said quietly: "Brother Qiu, let's talk about a draw today, how about it?" ”

Qiu Xiaotian looked at Yun Tiancheng and Bei Ying, who were eyeing him, and knew that even if there were ghosts and gods and Zhuge Ming on his side, it would be difficult to please, and it would be difficult to please him, and he could draw with the "Sword Immortal" Ren Yao, which was also a shame of a sword thirty years ago, and said with a smile: "I came here today to ask for Brother Ren's sword moves, and since I have got what I wanted, Qiu Mou will retire." ”

The Heavenly Demon Sect came in vain.

Ren Xiaoyao watched the Heavenly Demon Sect people disappear into the mist by boat, looked at the coconut grove not far away, and said in a deep voice: "Where is the friend, please come out and see." ”

Li Tiantu suddenly felt embarrassed, and took Yun Mengluo out of the dense coconut grove, and walked in front of everyone in a blink of an eye.

Yun Tiancheng and Bei Ying exclaimed at the same time: "Li Tiantu! ”