"No more nonsense, take the sword!"

Ximen Fuxue's eyes were cold, and an extremely strong sword intent emanated from his body, and the sword qi rose one after another, like an invisible wave of qi spreading.

"Boom!"

The long sword was unsheathed, the sword qi diffused out, the body of the Ximen blowing snow moved, the distance of ten zhang flashed, a sword came to the west, and the cold plum blossomed.

This sword is as fast as lightning, this sword is like a meteor, incredibly fast, and it is aimed at Uncle Tai's burning heart.

"This sword is a few points faster, is it the first time that the sword Ximen has hidden its strength? No, it should be that he has improved during this time! ”

In the face of the cold and shining sword, Uncle Tai's expression remained unchanged, his right hand moved, and the twilight sword came out of the sheath with a light whistling sound, and the sword drawing technique came out in response, bursting with blue light, only half of the big sword came out, and the other half remained in the scabbard. The hilt of the sword was like an arrow offline, and it hit the tip of the opponent's sword with unmistakable accuracy.

"Bang!"

There was a loud noise, and the qi was tumbling, forming a wave of qi and spreading out.

A white figure stood out from the air waves, his body swayed, erratic, the long sword flashed, left and right, the posture was elegant, the cold plum blossoms bloomed in the wind, and the fragrance of flowers overflowed.

Sixteen swords were stabbed in a row!

"Hanmei Sixteen should be opened!"

Bumper bumper!

A series of clashing sounds.

Uncle Tai pulled out the remaining half of the sword body, the blue light was sheng, and the twilight sword crossed one mysterious trajectory after another, heavy as a mountain, and the terrifying waves rolled, wave after wave, and the long sword of Ximen blowing snow struck.

A fierce sword aura filled the entire space, cyan and silver intertwined, as if a painter was painting and painting a work of the Imagerists. However, under this seemingly wonderful work, there is a dangerous murderous intention, and if you are not careful, you will die.

Lu Xiaofeng's eyes were condensed, and he sighed softly: "It seems that Uncle Tai is about to lose, and the Hanmei Sixteen of Ximen Blowing Snow is one of his proud sword skills, and few people can resist it, even Dugu Yihe, and he doesn't dare to take it easily." Since my debut, whether it is a spear, a long sword, or a long knife, I am very confident that it will not be able to escape my fingers, but if I face these sixteen swords, I am not sure what to follow. ”

This time it was Hua Manlou's turn to shake his head and said, "It's hard to say, it's hard to say, from the sound of it, Uncle Tai is not at a disadvantage, and the two are currently evenly matched." Xiaofeng, there is still no score yet, and the odds are hard to say. ”

Sun Xiaodie, who was standing on the side, looked anxious, the two of them fought in the field, the movements were so fast, she didn't know at all, she didn't know who was the upper hand and who was the lower hand, she just listened to the sound and thought about it. After all, the other party is a top swordsman who has been famous for a long time.

She looked nervous and muttered to herself: "Master, you must not have an accident!" ”

In the face of Ximen Blowing Snow's swordsmanship, Taishu Zhi can still hold on, although the opponent's dozen swords are erratic, it is difficult to grasp the next attack target, but he will brake with static, using the unique defensive skills of Haichao when practicing swords, and he is very rigorous. He still has the strength to spare, he doesn't want to expose his current strength, the less people know that he is ** strong, the less people know that he has mastered the secret art of "Rebirth from the Fire", the more effective his hole cards will be.

"Is that all you do? If you use such a few means, you can't kill me. ”

Uncle Tai's body fluttered, and the smoky sword flew up and down, blocking or hitting, or splitting or teasing, and defusing the wave of attacks of Ximen blowing snow one by one. The basic swordsmanship became extremely mysterious in Uncle Tai's hands, like the rolling waves of the sea, with tolerance and devouring, and the combination of rigidity and softness actually blocked Ximen's extremely powerful attack.

"Shhh

Lu Xiaofeng gasped: "Rigidity and softness, tolerance and roundness, his swordsmanship has reached this level?" "How old is the other party, only about twenty years old, and the attainment of kendo is indeed difficult for people to achieve in a lifetime.

Ximen Blowing Snow's eyes became solemn, he didn't expect that his "Hanmei Sixteen Corresponding Opening" was followed by the other party, I remember the first time I competed with the sword, Uncle Tai had no power to resist at all, this person's progress was really fast.

Although his eyes are solemn, they are brighter and brighter, a rare opponent, his life will never be lonely again.

"You haven't seen my means! Catch the sword! ”

Ximen Blowing Snow and the long sword trembled, the white robe was automatic without wind, the fierce sword qi spread all around, and the surrounding air suddenly became cold and biting.

"Hanmei Sword Technique - Ice Elimination Leaf Scattering!"

The cold snort spit out, Ximen Fuxue's body moved again, and came quickly, countless sword shadows scorched towards Uncle Tai, and the sword aura was permeated, like a cold plum.

This shot, full of sword intent, seems to pull people into the garden full of cold plums, the blooming cold plums in the wind, welcoming every guest.

Whoosh, swishing, countless sword shadows turned into every real sword qi, the white sword qi drew the air out of white seals, layer upon layer, countless plum blossoms opened all over the mountains, and when they bloomed to the peak, they withered and the petals flew.

This series of swordsmanship was used to the extreme by Ximen Fuxue, and several masters in the onlookers changed their faces one after another, and they all felt the power of this swordsmanship.

"The blue sea tide swordsmanship - white waves and mountains! Open it for me! ”

Uncle Tai's weak water sword qi in the body was lucky to the extreme, and the sword qi soared, he did not retreat, but stepped forward, the twilight sword roared lightly, and the waves rolled in an instant, and the back waves pushed the front waves, like mountains, continuously blowing snow towards the west gate and hitting it strongly.

Bumper bumper!

A series of air explosions came and went, and strong air waves blew smoke and dust, and the sea of clouds churned.

Among the crowd watching the battle, those with poor cultivation were blown by the strong wind like knives, and scars appeared on their bodies, and blood flowed.

Those who have cultivated well will also be blown untenable by this strong wind, and hurriedly retreat.

Only a few of those with profound skills stood there with a calm expression.

When the wind blows, Sun Xiaodie's expression changes greatly, and she can't resist it, and scars will appear on her face, which will break her appearance.

At that moment, a tall monk in an old robe, dressed in a pair of shabby grass clippings, squeezed to Sun Xiaodie's side, wearing a pair of very tattered grass clippings and his feet were covered in mud.

With a wave of his hand, a wave of air surged out, blocking the strong wind.

Lu Xiaofeng and Hua Manlou, who had been fighting directly, also squeezed next to Sun Xiaodie very tacitly, and the position they stood seemed to surround her in the center.

Sun Xiaodie, who was concentrated, was suddenly startled, and three people suddenly appeared around her, not knowing whether they were friends or enemies, and wanted to pull out their double swords, at this time Hua Manlou's gentle voice sounded: "Little sister, don't be afraid, I am Jiangnan Hua Jiahua Hua Manlou, and I am Uncle Tai's friend." The voice was soft and gentle, as if there was some magic that made Sun Xiaodie quiet.

At this time, Lu Xiaofeng looked at the big monk and pouted, "Honest monk, why are you here too?" ”

"Honest monk?"

Sun Xiaodie was surprised for a while, and was secretly surprised in her heart, born as the daughter of the Sun family, she naturally knew who the honest monk was, and the four great monks ranked third, claiming to never lie in her life, she was good at honesty, and her skills were profound.

The monk who was drooping his eyelids opened his eyelids and said with a smile: "Lu Xiaofeng, you can come, can't the poor monk come?" ”

Sun Xiaodie was shocked again, Lu Xiaofeng? Lu Xiaofeng, who pointed at Lingxi, there were three famous figures standing beside her, and she had never thought of it before.

The honest monk looked at the scene in the field: "This Ximen blowing snow is going to be desperate." ”

Hua Manlou's ears kept moving slightly: "Ximen Blowing Snow has used ninety percent of its strength since the start of the fight, and I don't know what the situation will be next." ”

Sun Xiaodie, who had been unable to see the movements clearly, looked worried when she heard this: "So, if Ximen Blowing Snow didn't do his best, would my master be in danger?" ”

"Your master?" Lu Xiaofeng looked at the beautiful face in front of him in surprise, and said with a smile: "This wood has changed sex?" actually accepted such a beautiful female apprentice. Don't worry, your master didn't use all his strength, at least his stunt at the bottom of the box hasn't come out yet. ”