"Night Walking Tragedy" is a sword technique created by Uncle Tai in the Sun family for a whole year, maybe this is not the top swordsmanship, but it is also the essence, in the previous life, in order to box, his wife was separated, there were too many helplessness and involuntary life in black and white, and there were many crises in this life, and he was involuntarily born by the bronze ancient gate.

He was in the Sun family for a whole year, combined with many Wudang mastery such as "Wudang Night Sword", as well as Tianhe Sword School's "Lost Soul Sword Technique", "Blood Killing Sword Method", Peach Blossom Island Huang Yaoshi's state of mind when he died, and other factors, to create this set of "Night Walking Tragedy".

However, compared with "Night Walking Tragedy", his favorite is "Blue Sea Tide Swordsmanship", he created "Night Walking Tragedy" at that time, which happened to coincide with the change of mood and naturally created it. It was completely contrary to what he wanted to create a domineering swordsmanship at that time.

The tiles flew, the walls collapsed, and the places where Uncle Tai and Ye Gucheng fought were all ruined and broken.

The extent of the destruction is quite staggering.

The speed of the two fights is extremely fast, and in just a short moment, they have fought hard for more than 20 moves.

In the process of this hard fight, Uncle Tai's Xuantian weak water sword qi was running wildly, and the cyan destructive sword qi was all over his body, and for a while, the sword qi overflowed, and the sound of the sword whistle could be faintly heard.

His eyes lit up, and the scorching flames in his eyes turned out to be thicker and thicker, and the more fierce the battle became, exuding a fierce momentum all over his body, and the smoke sword in his hand was moving rapidly, without falling into the wind at all.

The crazy figure made the surrounding crowd of spectators amazed, they didn't expect that Uncle Tai was so strong, and he would fight hard with Ye Gucheng.

"The sad song of the night walk - three lives are a few sorrows!"

The figures were staggered, and Uncle Tai's swordsmanship suddenly changed. The sword qi trembled violently. Cyan is pervasive.

A light word. The three lives are soft and soft, and there is no shadow......

How can it continue, a few sorrows, three lives and three generations look homesick......

A sword came, with a mysterious trajectory, slashing towards Ye Gucheng in front of him.

Looking at Uncle Tai's attack, everyone was also in an uproar, and he could still fight back at this time.

"What a strong artistic conception. This uncle is really good! Looking at the cyan twilight sword, filled with fierce sword aura, a solemn color appeared in Ye Gucheng's eyes for the first time, and then his body retreated, the light of the cold iron long sword in his hand surged, and the sword qi in his body was urged by him to the extreme, and then suddenly stabbed out!

"Boom!"

The cold iron long sword stabbed heavily on the smoky greatsword filled with sword qi, breaking the smoky greatsword.

"The Tragic Song of the Night - Raise a Glass to Dispel Sorrow and Sorrow"

Uncle Tai was not in the slightest, the twilight sword danced again, and the sword qi surged wildly again.

The knife is cut off, but the past days are like flowing water entanglement, and you can't get rid of it. Raise a glass to dispel sorrow, but I can't extricate myself from the growing sorrow.

It was really an invitation to raise a glass of wine, and Xiao Ming relieved a thousand sorrows......

Furious sword aura. Wrapped in smoke, the big sword slashed towards Ye Gucheng.

Looking at the violent sword qi in the air and feeling the violence emanating from it, everyone was moved, and no one thought that Uncle Tai's might was still growing.

This time, the solemnity in Ye Gucheng's eyes was even worse, he clearly felt the powerful power contained in the big sword attacked by the other party, so he didn't dare to hesitate at all, the sword technique changed, like a white cloud in the sky, began to diffuse, and layers of sword qi filled the entire space.

"Baiyun Sword Technique!!"

Looking at the violent sword qi in the air, Lu Xiaofeng's face in the distance changed slightly, replaced by a thick shock, he knew in his heart that the Baiyun Sword Technique was Ye Gucheng's most proud martial arts, among which the Flying Immortals outside the sky were the best of the best, but he didn't expect that this time, he was forced to show it by Uncle Tai!

"White Cloud Sword Technique - The Yellow River is far above the white clouds!"

A low shout came from Ye Gucheng's mouth, and then the cold iron long sword suddenly became ethereal, and swept lightly, but this sword was like the water of the Yellow River coming up from the sky, rushing in the middle of the swirling white clouds, and colliding with the violent twilight sword.

"Bang!"

The two swords crossed each other, and the amazing sword qi burst out in the air, and some of the people who were watching the battle close to them could not be spared, and they were bloody and embarrassed by the sword qi.

The powerful sword qi came towards him, and Uncle Tai was also shocked and retreated, and then the Yanhui sword plunged into the ground, stabilized his body, and operated the Xuantian Weak Water Heart Method, suppressing the churning qi and blood in his body.

"Ye Gucheng is really Ye Gucheng, such a strong strength, he is stronger than Ximen Blowing Snow!"

Looking at the sword qi that was dissipating, Uncle Tai's eyes were extremely solemn, but at the same time, his heart was hot, in the ancient dragon world, perhaps, this battle was his most painful battle so far, and it was also the strength of the peak of the day after tomorrow, and it was the most comparable battle at present.

From the beginning to the present, Uncle Tai has always been pressed down, and only now has he barely competed with it, and this person's skills and swordsmanship are at the peak.

"Hahahaha...... I've been waiting for this day for a long time, I'm thirty-eight years old this year, and I originally thought that Ximen Fuxue was my opponent, so I've been waiting, waiting for him for ten years, letting him grow, and letting him grow up enough to rival me. ”

"But you appeared......" In Uncle Tai's scorching eyes, Ye Gucheng laughed, the fighting intent on his body became stronger and stronger, and the cold iron long sword in his hand moved slowly: "Originally, I had been waiting, waiting for Ximen Chuixue to know what his sword was, but his sword was always ruthless, but he didn't know that there was true love in the world." The truth of this world is yin and yang, ruthless can be affectionate, forgetting affection can be affectionate, his sword is always in the realm of immaculate in his heart, but he can't reach the realm of forgetting the sword without a sword to forget the sword. I had reached this level five years ago, but unfortunately there are very few opponents in the world who can be my opponent. Even the Mudao people don't necessarily know what a sword is. ”

"Your appearance has made me interested, and I have seen indomitability in your sword, perseverance, and courage. This is an obsession, a sentient obsession, because you have this obsession, and with dirt, you can bring your swordsmanship to the extreme, so as to transcend the mundane. ”

"If there is dirt in your heart, you can forget the sword! I have a sword, called "Flying Immortals Outside the Sky", which is the last and strongest style in my "White Cloud Sword Technique", how about we decide the outcome with one sword! ”

"Good!"

On the ground, Uncle Tai lightly held the Yanhui sword, he stared at Ye Gucheng, his eyes revealed a fiery battle intent, and a scorching, blood-boiling shout sounded: "I also have a sword named "Shui Ruo Jingping", which is the strongest style in my "Blue Sea Chaosheng Swordsmanship", please advise!" ”

"Please advise!"

"Please advise!"

…………

The sound rolled out, resounding in the sky! (To be continued.) )