Feeling the sword aura that erupted from the big sword in the uncle's hand, Ximen Chuixue's face changed slightly: "You really make rapid progress, although I only used ninety percent of my strength in this move, but if you want to make the next move, except for Mu Dao people and Great Compassion Zen Master, few people can do it, you are very good." ”

Although Ximen Blowing Snow is at its peak the day after tomorrow, and Uncle Tai is only eleven times the day after tomorrow, which is a whole small realm lower than Ximen Blowing Snow, what Ximen Blowing Snow doesn't know is that Uncle Tai is strong in the flesh, and his swordsmanship has also made breakthroughs.

The so-called one strength is ten wills, his swordsmanship and sword are heavy, and he gives full play to the momentum of the sea tide, how can Ximen blow the snow to succeed.

"Hanmei Sword Technique - Three Stacks of Falling Plums!"

The sword momentum of Ximen blowing snow changed, the robe fluttered, the whole long sword seemed to be curved and straight, the sword aura was cold, and the plum blossoms were falling down, layer after layer.

This sword changed suddenly, so that Uncle Tai was planted in the plum blossoms, and in the petals in the sky, the sword intent was lingering, and it was coming towards him, he knew that he could not be invaded by the other party's sword intent, otherwise he would be in a place of no return.

His body moved, and the Golden Goose Gong of the Quanzhen Sect was running to the extreme, his body took off, his feet stepped continuously, dodging left and right in the void, forming phantoms.

The honest monk's eyes suddenly glared: "This is ...... What kind of light work is this, it actually stagnates in the air, and it is like walking in the air. Chick, do you walk in the air lightly? There was a hint of wonder in his tone.

Lu Xiaofeng shook his head and said: "Volley void, I can too, but I definitely can't do him so easily, Uncle Tai definitely has some unique mental method, he can be stagnant in the air, you must know that there is nowhere to borrow strength in the air, it is very rare, let alone pacing." But then again, if the land is flat, he's still not as good as mine. "He was in Yan Tieshan's mansion, and he had seen Uncle Tai perform it once, but that time it didn't seem to be as easy as it is now, is this kid hiding his strength?

"In any case, Uncle Tai's light skills such as standing still and pacing in the air will definitely take a big advantage in the battle." Hua Manlou's blind but with a hint of brilliance in his eyes blinked and said with a sigh.

"It's a pity, it's a pity, how long can you hide."

The Ximen blowing snow sword trembled, and the sword qi erupted in the sky, like plum blossoms, one after another.

One after another, the afterimages were not swallowed by the sword qi, they were destroyed by the sword qi, the afterimages became smaller and smaller, and the space for tossing and turning became narrower and narrower.

The sword qi became denser and denser, gradually merging together, and finally turned into a huge sword qi, emitting a stunning light, and in the blink of an eye, it was in front of Uncle Tai.

Uncle Tai's face was unusually solemn, he could feel the power of this sword bursting out, and the space around this sword was also squeezed, he couldn't avoid it, and he had to face this sword.

It's really powerful, Ximen blowing snow is worthy of Ximen blowing snow.

Uncle Tai let out a deep shout, the big sword roared, and a four-foot-long cyan sword qi slashed out in the air, facing the sword qi.

"Joke, my swordsmanship is so easy to catch."

Ximen Fuxue smiled coldly, the speed of the dark long sword in his hand increased, and the sword qi roared away, slamming towards the cyan sword qi with an unparalleled momentum.

Disheveled!

The energy struck, and a puff of smoke and dust rose at once.

A black long sword pierced through the smoke and dust, and the sword light diffused out, surviving the big sword, strangely towards Uncle Tai's throat, stabbing at a point.

Uncle Tai was taken aback, this Ximen Blowing Snow's swordsmanship is really like a ghost, he will not risk taking this sword with his throat, he doesn't dare to take this risk, the other party is Ximen Blowing Snow after all, the throat is a fragile place, what if you can't stop it, wouldn't it be dead.

With a soft roar, the big sword slammed into the way.

Bump bang bang.

"It's so strong, if it weren't for the smoke sword made of dark iron, it would have been shattered a long time ago!"

Three rings in a row, three strengths, one stronger than the other, forced Uncle Tai to take three steps back.

"Uncle Tai is at a disadvantage!" Hua Manlou's ears moved, his face was solemn, is Ximen Blowing Snow really so strong?

The honest monk also had a heavy face: "This retreat, it will be difficult for Uncle Tai to turn back the situation." ”

"Yes......" Sun Xiaodie's expression was worried, and she muttered to herself, she couldn't see the scene clearly, she didn't know what kind of scene it was, she could only pray silently.

"Can't go back!"

"Don't go back!"

Uncle Tai has rich experience in fighting, and he has long seen the beauty of this sword, and once he retreats, he will face the continuous offensive of Ximen Blowing Snow, and he will be in a worrying situation at that time. There must be no going back!

"The blue sea tide swordsmanship - the hot sea is boiling!"

His momentum soared suddenly, his feet were firmly on the ground, he stopped his body abruptly, the twilight sword swung suddenly, a sword slashed out, the blue light was boundless, as if an iceberg melted, the submarine volcano erupted violently, and the sea water gradually became hotter, hotter and hotter, like boiling water, extremely hot.

This sword wave after wave, resisting Simon blowing snow.

Ximen Blowing Snow Long Sword moved, feeling the huge force from the other party, he had no choice but to hold the sword in both hands, dancing wildly, the blue light sword qi attacked by the other party was shattered and annihilated, and the long sword operated to the extreme, stopping all the attacks.

But after all, the West Gate Blowing Snow is the West Gate Blowing Snow, and the first blow will not succeed, and the second blow will come again.

"Hanmei Sword Technique-Hanmei Turui!"

The sword light of the Ximen blowing snow is great, a sword flies, the cold is pressing, the surrounding air quickly cools down, the sky is full of snowstorms, and a plum blossom on the snowy branches begins to bloom.

As soon as Uncle Tai stabilized his attack, he saw that the sword of Ximen Blowing Snow seemed to be slowly and quickly shaking towards him, and the cold air spread out with the long sword as the center, enveloping Uncle Tai Burn, and frost began to form in the space.

"Uncle Tai, you are very good, it is not easy to fight with me so much, but unfortunately you are going to lose, take me a sword Kunyu Qiushuang!"

The Ximen Blowing Snow long sword slashed through a wonderful trajectory, and came towards the throat again with a partial frost, not only that, but a white sword qi suddenly shot out from the long sword, this sword qi was close to five feet, cutting through the sky with an extremely sharp direct stab, to cut off Uncle Tai's head.

"What is this, it actually affects the surrounding environment, this Ximen Blowing Snow actually cultivates the internal qi of the ice attribute."

Uncle Tai was very surprised, feeling the squeeze of the surrounding space, the air frozen, and the suffocation that was revealed.

"Not good! Uncle Tai is in danger! Hua Manlou's ears trembled rapidly, and he subconsciously wanted to fly up, wanting to go to the rescue.

"Wait!" The honest monk poked out with his big hand and pulled Hua Manlou away: "They compete, we must not interfere, otherwise we will be laughed at." ”

Lu Xiaofeng next to him also stretched out his hand to hold down Hua Manlou, he had no words, on one side was a friend he had just met, and on the other side was an old friend, both of them were top swordsmen, he was in a dilemma, and finally decided to look at it.

Lu Xiaofeng suddenly raised his eyebrows: "Hey, wait and see, there is a situation!" ”

The honest monk hurriedly looked at the field, Hua Manlou's ears trembled, and he was concentrating.

The sword aura of Ximen Blowing Snow is extremely powerful, stirring the air to pieces, and those onlookers can feel the sharp aura of this sword, and their faces can't help but change greatly, is this the strength of Ximen Blowing Snow.

"You and I are right, the odds are still the same!"

In the face of Ximen Blowing Snow's sword, Uncle Tai laughed, the three-body pile frame was naturally put out, the Xuantian weak water sword qi in the body was running rapidly, a deep drink, the spine trembled like a big dragon, ** force, the whole strength and internal qi were issued at the same time, the big sword slashed out from top to bottom, and the cyan color more than four feet long suddenly split out.

Thundered!

Ximen Blowing Snow's sword qi was shattered by this sword.

The waves of air rolled, and Uncle Tai just shook his body and didn't move.

Lu Xiaofeng's eyes widened, and he scolded: "His grandmother's, when did he become so strong." ”

Hua Manlou also looked incredible, nodded heavily, and agreed.

The sword qi stirred, and the light and shadow transformed, covering the figures of the two people, as if they were shadows.

Except for a few people, the others all craned their necks, and countless eyes stared at the two of them.

"Who won the hell?"

The two figures stood motionless, standing there silently.

The voices seeking answers spread through the crowd, and the energy was filled, and they didn't know what the situation was.

I don't know when, Uncle Tai was scorched, and the twilight sword was slowly returned to the sheath, and with the scabbard attached, it was turned behind his back and no longer hung on his waist.

Ximen Fuxue's eyes flashed a trace of decline, and then slowly put the long sword back into the sheath, but after the decline, it became brighter and brighter: "You are very good, you have grown to such a point in a short period of time, within five years, you will definitely become the most terrifying swordsman in the world." I lost this battle, and in two years, I will come back to you! ”

Simon Blowing Snow stopped talking nonsense, turned his head and left, a gust of wind blew, and a strand of broken hair flew out of his shoulder, floating in the air.

Uncle Tai's sword just now was extremely powerful, and he finally fell behind and was defeated.

"Simon Blowing Snow was defeated!"

Just now, when the snow was blown at the west gate, it was like a boulder falling into the lake, setting off a ** ripple, and the onlookers looked at the lonely figure on the top of the mountain, the young figure, a little incredible.

Uncle Tai actually defeated Ximen Fuxue, he is only about twenty years older, so young and in such a realm, what will happen in the future?

The onlookers immediately looked at each other and couldn't help but communicate with each other.