Two directions, three sharp weapons, all aimed at the center of the hurricane somewhere at the moment.

Fifth, Tingyun was withdrawn by the aftermath for more than twenty zhang, and the connection between his spiritual power and the two swords of Liren and Kunmu became weaker and weaker. But he frowned, frantically overdrawing his mental strength, his clenched teeth were already oozing blood, the strong fishy smell could not be dissolved in his mouth, his sea of consciousness was like a tide, the noisy sound like thunder and the pain that almost burst made him snort constantly.

The pain that Zhihai brought him was far more intense than the pain of being hit by the aftermath.

However, he was still steadfast, and his spiritual power was attached to the second sword of the departed Kunmu against the aftermath.

Hiss.

Although the aftermath of Yuanli is invisible, it is real. Its instantaneous diffusion power is the greatest obstacle to the advance of the Liren Sword and the Kun Mu Sword, the two sharp swords that exude brilliance, constantly emitting sharp sounds when fighting against the aftermath, if it weren't for the two swords that were already extraordinary, I am afraid that they would have been crushed into powder by the aftermath.

In the other direction, the wooden branch thrown by Xiao Mengdie had already been scattered into powder.

But if you look closely, you will see that although the branches are destroyed, there is a little bit of crystal light in that direction. The light was not dazzling, but it was also piercing through the aftermath of the Yuan Force at a constant speed.

That was where Xiao Mengdie's sword qi was.

Fifth, Tingyun caught a glimpse of the sword at a glance, and his heart was shocked.

"A sword is a true sword, and there is no sword in the flowers, leaves, peach branches, and woods. ”

This is the first sentence in the general outline of "Seven Styles of Leaving the Sword", and it is also the sentence that has made a deep impression since listening to Yun Yun's practice of the Seven Styles of Leaving the Sword. After such a long period of practice, after the integration of the Dongting Ten Styles, he asked himself to have a certain understanding of this programmatic opening sentence.

But it wasn't until this moment that he found out that the person who really understood was Xiao Mengdie.

Using wood as a sword, the sword qi does not disperse, and it is this scene that makes the fifth Tingyun instantly think of the seven styles of the sword.

And the fifth Tingyun himself has never had such a transparent feeling.

Xiao Mengdie's sword can probably be regarded as a "true sword", right?

Tong.

Fifth, when he heard Yun's thoughts, he had already fallen to the ground. Unable to appease the surging of qi and blood in his body, he turned over, calmed his mind, and continued to spare no effort to control the two swords of Liren and Kunmu.

Woohoo.

The sound of breaking the sky sounded from two directions.

Xiao Mengdie's sword and the fifth Tingyun's double sword locked Deacon Xiao who was hanging upside down in the air with a triangular momentum very tacitly.

Deacon Xiao smiled contemptuously, and Yuan Li received one percent, apparently planning to dodge first.

But at this moment, a smile flashed across the corner of Hu Anchao's mouth, whose eyes had turned red, and his bloodshot palms suddenly clenched, and he grabbed Deacon Xiao's wrist. Deacon Xiao didn't take Ju Anchao in his eyes, but Hu Anchao's strength suddenly increased by several orders of magnitude, and when he came back to his senses and wanted to break free, the three determinations were already approaching.

Careless.

While sighing lightly in his heart, Deacon Xiao was not flustered, his body spun, and the two swords of Liren and Kunmu, which could have pierced his abdomen, were just rubbing his back and belly and flying over, leaving two dispensable sword marks. On the contrary, it was the inconspicuous sword that pierced his left shoulder with a "ding", and a cloud of blood mist burst into it.

Juan is super powerful, how can he easily let go of Deacon Xiao.

I saw that his red eyes became more and more intense, and he grasped Deacon Xiao's wrist with one hand, and slapped it from the bottom to the top with the other. Boom - for a while, there was a faint sound of wind and thunder in the forest, Rao is Deacon Xiao, and at this time he also felt the majesty rushing up from under his body.

Although Deacon Xiao was hit by a sword in his left shoulder, the slight injuries did not seem to affect his actions at all.

At this time, he did not break free from the clamped hand, but roared downward with great interest, he wanted to see if this powerful palm could make him face it, he wanted to see what kind of vitality the three poor young men could radiate under his oppression.

In Deacon Xiao's heart, there was actually some expectation.

Bang!

The palms are facing each other.

In an instant, the ground under Ju Anchao's feet exploded, and dirt and gravel rose one after another, forming a knee-high pit directly within a kilometer around Juan Chao. On the ground in the pit, the roots of the intertwined arms could be faintly seen.

There was an explosion.

Scattered with the aftermath of Yuanli.

Juan Chao and Deacon Xiao have been razed to the ground, and the big trees outside the three zhang have also been shaken to the ground. In the dense forest, the green leaves are mixed with clods and gravel, and the air is filled with the smell of mud and the fresh smell of leaves falling off abnormally.

Determined to break the wind.

The silver-white Liren and the bright yellow Kunmu flew back to the Fifth Listening Cloud one after the other, hovering around the Fifth Listening Cloud like two satellites. Fifth Tingyun stood with his back straight, his legs trembling a little, and his mouth was full of fishy smell, but he ignored it, his eyes staring at the center of the Yuan Force Vortex.

The same is true of Xiao Mengdie, who is only a few feet away from the fifth listening cloud.

The wind was howling in my ears.

Flying sand and rocks swept across their faces, leaving imperceptible marks on their faces. These marks are so fine that no blood seeps out for a while. But after a while, a gust of wind blew in front of me, and these traces were blown away by the wind, and blood beads poured out and dripped down.

Fifth, Tingyun and Xiao Mengdie didn't know how long they had been staring, and the two who were facing each other finally made a move.

In the eyes of the fifth Tingyun, Juan Chao's figure was three points shorter, he was already standing under the ground, and at this time, he was forced, and only a small half of his body was left on the ground. And Deacon Xiao in the air was unexpectedly shocked and flew up, this time, Deacon Xiao failed to immediately flip his body to receive the second palm, which is enough to show that the two did not give in to each other in this confrontation.

But Deacon Xiao is a person who is perfect after all, and after slightly adjusting his body in the air, he once again slapped his palm in the air.

What is surprising is that Hu Anchao underground suddenly rose up at this time, and also greeted Deacon Xiao with one palm.

He actually slapped a second palm almost at the same time as Deacon Xiao!

Seeing that the two palms were about to meet again in the air, something surprising happened again. Juan Chao's palm power shifted slightly, and he actually took the initiative to stagger the palm of his hand with Deacon Xiao. In this way, although his palm power can hit Deacon Xiao's body, why can't Deacon Xiao's palm power be completely poured out on him?

Wounds for injuries.

Fight for your life.

Although I don't know how the fifth Tingyun and Xiao Mengdie felt when they saw this scene, the horror in the hearts of the big boss and the second boss who were hiding in the distance was indescribable, and in their hearts of the green forest who cherished their lives, such a way of playing was unimaginable. Naturally, they don't know what it is that makes a person sacrifice his life, and there are probably only two words that can be interpreted in the minds of the two masters at this moment - crazy!

Fifth, Tingyun's body was tense, and although his trembling legs were no longer able to support his body, he hadn't fallen down yet, probably because he wanted to see Hu Anchao and Deacon Xiao divide the victory and defeat with his own eyes - although the answer was already self-evident. He looked at Hu Anchao, who deliberately made a mistake, and suddenly remembered the fifth listening wind, not to mention, Hu Anchao launched a ruthless style of play, but it was really a fight with the fifth listening wind of a martial madman.

In a sense, the fifth Tingyun's thoughts at this time coincided with the shock of the second master.