Master Dingyi smiled slightly, stood up from his seat, and said to everyone.

"Then only the left head and the poor nun are left. The left head is reluctant to make a move for the time being, so let the poor nun come first. ”

As she said this, she glanced at Zuo Lengchan, and then went to the ring tepidly.

Zuo Lengchan's face was ugly, and he was against him everywhere in this Dingyi's words. As the leader of the Wuyue Alliance, he will definitely be the last finale, and this can also consume Zhang Yu's physical and internal strength. He was naturally silent, silently observing the flaws in Zhang Yu's swordsmanship.

When Mrs. Dingyi saw Zhang Yu, she was also panting. Unexpectedly, Liu Zhengfeng said goodbye to the golden basin handwashing ceremony that day, and he had become the head of Huashan.

She stretched out her long sword, and the monk's robe was windless. Looking at Zhang Yu, he said gently: "Poor Ni's swordsmanship is not as good as Senior Brother Mo, and he must not be Senior Brother Zhang's opponent." The poor nun was not polite and struck first. ”

The Hengshan swordsmanship made by Dingyi Shitai has its own characteristics compared with other swordsmanship of the Wuyue Sword School. The Hengshan faction is full of female nuns, and the killing spirit in the swordsmanship is much less than that of the rest of the sects, and it is also a woman's sword, which is biased towards lightness.

Therefore, Dingyi Shitai's Hengshan swordsmanship, although it is profound and mysterious, does not carry a trace of fire. It looks peaceful and stable.

Her swordsmanship is not as aggressive as Mr. Mo's long sword, Zhang Yu also gave her face, and did not immediately distinguish the winner and loser, and everyone looked at it and felt that the two seemed to be equal.

Many onlookers and spectators called for Dingyi Shi to be too powerful, and many people thought that the head of Huashan was too strong to continue. Only the masters present, Fang Zheng, Fang Sheng, Zuo Lengchan, Mr. Mo Da, Tianmen Dao Chief, and a few Haoxiong can understand it, but they are just saving face for Master Yi.

However, these masters also see through it and don't say it, otherwise it will be the Wuyue Sword Sect that will be offended.

A cup of tea kung fu passed, and Master Dingyi took the initiative to admit defeat.

Then the competition was left to the two most eye-catching.

One is a rising rookie in martial arts, with extremely high martial arts. One is a recognized master of the righteous path of martial arts, and even the person with the highest martial arts in the Wuyue Sword Sect before. This final duel seemed to everyone to be a battle between the dragon and the tiger, and they couldn't even blink their eyes. Otherwise, if you miss any wonderful moves, you will regret it.

Zhang Yu also raised the long sword in his hand slightly, and faintly pointed to Zuo Lengchan on the throne directly above. Without saying a word, he stared at Zuo Lengchan silently, thinking in his heart...... Whether or not to kill Zuo Lengchan directly is a question.

Zuo Lengchan snorted lightly, jumped and flew down to the stage of the martial arts competition in an instant. He drew his sword slowly, and a sharp cold light appeared on the blade.

"Senior Brother Zhang, I'll also come to teach you your Huashan swordsmanship."

As soon as his body moved, he was already rushing towards Zhang Yu, and he rose steeply to a height of two zhang. The long sword in his hand seemed to be swallowing sword light, and the sword kept flashing with penetrating cold light, stabbing at all the key points of Zhang Yu's body. Carrying a solemn and majestic sword posture is the seventeenth road Songshan sword technique.

Zhang Yu smiled slightly, isn't it the Songshan swordsmanship.

The long sword in his hand was swung out instantly, and a sword seemed to be a galloping attack of thousands of troops, and a sword set off thousands of miles of wild sand.

In the darkness, everyone only heard a few muffled sounds like thunder coming from Zhang Yu's sword, which was as deafening as the war drums on the battlefield. instantly blocked all of Zuo Lengchan's attacks, which made him frightened.

"This is my Songshan swordsmanship, where did you learn it?"

Zuo Lengchan saw Lin Ye take out the sword, and his sword was the Songshan swordsmanship made by Fang Cai himself.

Zhang Yu chuckled, shrugged and said. The truth is told, but sometimes the truth is not believed.

"The Songshan swordsmanship is not too clever swordsmanship, you can learn it by looking at it. Why don't you believe it? ”

Zuo Lengchan looked at Zhang Yu angrily, his eyes burning with anger. His own swordsmanship is so belittled, which is unbearable.

"How can it be?"

He was furious, and his body shook. The volley was reversed, his left palm was pressed, and the fierce cold energy enveloped Zhang Yu's whole body.

It is the Palm of the Ice God, this palm method is based on the true qi of the Ice, the palm power is from yin to cold, the moves are grand and broad, and it is impossible to avoid it.

Zhang Yu's palm turned, and the long sword suddenly emitted a trembling sound.

Recite!!!

The next moment, the sword rang out, and a sharp and short whistling sound was born out of thin air, turning into a pulsating note.

In the sound of the notes, Zhang Yu struck out with a sword.

"Palm-breaking"

The onlookers and others opened their mouths wide, and at the same time gave birth to a feeling of amazement, they didn't expect Zhang Yu to have this amazing swordsmanship, which really amazed them.

Zuo Lengchan's eyelids jumped, his left palm was closed, and his body flew back, with his ability, Jing Ran had to temporarily avoid the edge.

This sword is too powerful, and if he pushes it with all his might, he may not be able to resist it. But you can't avoid getting hurt yourself, which is the subtlety of the palm-breaking pose.

Zuo Lengchan has now realized that it is impossible to defeat Zhang Yu in swordsmanship.

"This kid is a master of swordsmanship, and now there are only a handful of swordsmanship in the world that can surpass him. Since the swordsmanship can't be fought, then use internal force to force him. ”

His body is like electricity, and he is several feet as soon as he enters. Zhang Yu also waited and watched the changes, and let Zuo Lengzen perform. He has already figured out the old bottom of Zuo Lengchan, and that's it.

Shout!

Zuo Lengchan quickly took out his sword, and the sword momentum was like a dragon. The sword light flew up, and his whole entry also flew up, blending into the sword light, and between breaths, a sword slashed into the air, and the sword momentum exploded down, and thousands of cold stars enveloped Zhang Yu.

"The leader of the Wuyue Alliance is not blowing, it is really a bit dry."

Woohoo!

Zhang Yu swung his sword and counterattacked, and the sword was full of light.

In the sharp and short sword sound, the long sword turned into a debut silver light, dense with the void.

In the blink of an eye, Zhang Yu stabbed out the four-four-sixteen swords! There are more than Hengshan sent back the wind and falling goose sword, which makes Mo Da's eyes shine.

"Ding, ding, ding."

The figures of the two are constantly changing on the competition platform, and their identities are fast. Ordinary people could no longer keep up with the speed at which they swung their swords, and could only see the faint light of the sword and hear the constant collision between swords. The two swords collided together, and the Dao light and fire burst out, and the sound of gold and iron resonating was endless.

And Zuo Lengchan didn't feel pity when all the attacks were ineffective. Because this was originally a feint, the real lore was in the sleeve, and the left hand was slowly raised.

A cold breath came out of the body.

Until this point, his left hand was hidden in the sleeve of his coat and was not visible. But the air beneath his hand was enveloped in an icy aura, if you could test it with a thermometer. You will find that it has fallen below zero and reached the freezing point.

Ice True Qi that runs to the extreme! Plus the Ice Divine Palm that is infused with twelve percent of internal force!

Zuo Lengchan's eyes narrowed, and he said secretly in his heart.

"Good chance!"

He seized the moment when Zhang Yu swung his sword and counterattacked, and he didn't have time to retract the sword, and his chest was wide open. This kind of opportunity is enough for a top player like him.

A sinister smile appeared on the corner of Zuo Lengchan's mouth, and his subordinates showed no mercy. I didn't plan to leave my strength at all, and planned to kill Zhang Yu with one slap to prevent future troubles.

I saw his figure explode and jump in front of Zhang Yu. His left palm was like lightning on Zhang Yu's chest, but when he saw Zhang Yu's face full of bright smiles, he frowned faintly.

"You've been fooled."