Although Yan Ping was thrilling in the end, he was still a master of Handan, and at the moment of life and death, he condensed all the sword qi and restrained Yuanzong, a sword that condensed the power of skill and momentum, and stopped at a distance of a millimeter from the tip of the sword.

The scene was extremely solemn for a while.

Yuanzong finally spoke for the first time since he came to power: "Sure enough, it is worthy of Brother Yan Ping, such a method is still difficult to defeat you after all!" ”

Yan Ping was not complacent because of Yuanzong's opening, he could feel that the power of the long sword in Yuanzong's hand had not weakened because of Yuanzong's opening, and there were signs that his skills were more vigorous, which showed that opening his mouth to speak no longer affected Yuanzong's skill control, showing that Yuanzong actually had room at this time.

But Yan Ping was already out with all his strength at this time, thinking of this, a flame in Yan Ping's eyes suddenly ignited, since this is the case, let me fight vigorously!

Thinking of moving, just when Yuanzong and Yan Ping's sword qi were entangled, Yan Ping's body changed, and Zhao Mo's secret hand that had been preparing for many years finally appeared, and a sword attack was like the wind, it was the wind and fire of the eight swords that broke the ink and burned the company's camp!

The endless wind and fire sword momentum with Yan Ping's body moved, directly hitting the flaws in the body shape of the Mojia swordsmanship practiced by Yuanzong for many years, these flaws are not the defects of the Mojia swordsmanship, but the disadvantages of the Mojia swordsmanship are good at defending and not attacking, Zhao Mo's ancestors studied the Mojia swordsmanship for a long time, and finally developed such a set of swordsmanship, but at first glance, it showed boundless power.

Yuanzong's long sword was entangled by sword qi, and when he turned his head, he saw that this sword move faintly had the killing intention of Mo Zhai's supplement, and his eyes showed surprise and shouted, It's good!

The entangled sword qi was instantly dissipated by the qi exuded from the long sword, and the sword-holding arm outside Ge Bu Mai suddenly soared, and the defensive posture of the Mo family's swordsmanship greeted the attacking Yan Ping sword with boundless killing intent, it was the ink sword supplement. Slash the chaos!

These two powerful masters on the stage finally went head-to-head for the first time!

However, Yan Ping found that his style of swordsmanship was originally going towards the flaws of the Mo family, but by Yuanzong's change, it seemed that the two of them were deliberately fighting hard, and a loud bang immediately broke through the sound barrier, and a boundless shock wave came from the place where the two were fighting.

Along the way, I don't know how many seats and fruits were overturned, and ordinary people also fell to the ground with a touch, and their eyes were still staring at the ring.

After a loud bang, both figures flew upside down, but they didn't stop there, and the two of them began to rush towards their opponents again on tiptoe.

The continuous sound of swords continued to come out, and one after another sword qi overflowed on the ring, and the blue spotted stone ring gradually collapsed.

In the rapid exchange between the two, Yan Ping stabbed at the weak point of the Mo family's swordsmanship defense with a sword, but was destroyed by Yuanzong's light pick, and also took advantage of the situation to attack his left arm, cutting off Yan Ping's next offensive It can be said that Yan Ping was more and more surprised the more he fought.

The two of them quickly made a move, and it was a dozen times of fighting, and the two finally separated on both sides, each breathing to recover their internal strength, and for a while the scene changed from extremely dynamic to extremely quiet, and the scene was strangely calmed down, but the ring of blue spotted stone finally couldn't withstand such a big battle, and completely collapsed into pieces of gravel, and the two stood on the cool and smooth gravel, which made the ring battle more variable.

After all, the calm is just an illusion before the accumulation of the storm, and the sword wind is rising, and the sword is about to start again!

The onlookers were even more fascinated, when would they know that the original swordsmanship could still be used to such an extent, and the martial arts cultivation could still be strong like this.

The sharp sword qi was integrated into the iron sword in his hand, Yan Ping's long hair was windless, and the dark iron sword suddenly revealed an extraordinary sense of sharpness, and he only felt that he was pierced by the long sword at a glance, and it was the last type of Taicang Sword of the Eight Swords of Breaking Ink!

Yan Ping finally showed his boundless sword dao cultivation, the boundless sharp sword qi rushed out like a tsunami, the dao sword qi scattered in all directions, and the rubble around his body immediately turned into powder and flew into the sky, and then faintly appeared like an invisible giant sword, as if he was speeding towards Yuanzong slowly, along the way, the sharp sword qi broke through the heavy air, like a hole through the void, the sound barrier just rose, and the sword light of the figure had already arrived in front of Yuanzong.

At this time, Mo Yi, who was observing in the dark, heard a person involuntarily whispering to himself: "How can this kind of sword qi be so familiar?" ”

And Yuan Zong saw such a sword move and finally showed a surprised look on his face for the first time, and then he didn't leave his hand to open up the power of heaven and man, and in an instant, the sand and stones flew all over his body, and endless energy was poured into the meridians around his body, and the long sword in his hand was infused with internal strength in an instant and melted into molten iron, but it still retained the sword shape, and the dark red molten iron flowed from time to time in Yuan Zong's virtual hand.

Then it seemed that it had reached its limit, the wind stopped and the body of Yuan Zong stretched out, and all the muscles began to have a feeling of moving, and then waved the sword-shaped molten iron in his hand, and a huge ink-colored long sword appeared in front of everyone's eyes, and the giant sword shining with a sharp blade in the sun was more powerful than the invisible giant sword of Yan Ping!

At this moment, there was a loud sound that resounded through Handan City, and suddenly broke out that Yan Ping's sword had attacked, and under the intersection of the two swords, the boundless internal strength broke out and dispersed, and the palace guards saw that the situation was not good and built a human wall, and the Zhao State battle formation blocked all the aftermath of the extreme moves, and the palace scholars in the inner circle were also guarded, and they did not suffer much trauma, but they just suffered the ordinary people who were watching.

The aftermath of the blow still made many people inside, even if they were far away, and their ears suddenly fell silent, and they suddenly touched their ears to find that the blood stains had been left, and their eardrums had been shocked.

The area of the ring area against the two people was even more tragic, and the good ground was directly blasted out of a large pit about ten zhang long, and thick white smoke came out from the inside, and it was difficult for outsiders to distinguish the situation inside for a while.

Finally, when the white smoke was blown away, the two figures that were still standing were revealed in front of everyone, both of them were like Shen Yuan's bodies, and it was really difficult for everyone to know what the victory or defeat was.

At this time, a bang came out, and a long wound appeared on Yuanzong's left hand, and blood flowed out, and the Gebu Mai covering his body suddenly collapsed, showing his strong posture with clear water chestnuts, and I saw that he quickly clicked a few times on the wound on his hand, and then spit out a mouthful of blood.

Just when everyone thought that Yuanzong had been hit hard, Yan Ping, who was opposite Yuanzong, suddenly knelt on the ground, barely supported himself with an iron sword and fell to his knees completely, and more than a dozen meridians on his body suddenly burst open, countless blood gushed out, and most of the bones on the left half of his body were shattered, and he really suffered a heavy blow that was difficult to repair!

It turned out that when the two of them were facing each other, Yan Ping's sharp sword qi had indeed seriously injured Yuanzong's celestial body, but Yuanzong's ink-colored giant sword was not light, that blow not only shattered Yan Ping's half-body bones, but also wreaked havoc on the meridians in Yan Ping's body, making Yan Ping no longer have the power to resist.

Yuan Zong, who had won or lost the ring, was silent, looking at Yan Ping's sloppy eyes, Yuan Zong silently walked towards Yan Ping, the onlookers knew that he was going to end Yan Ping's life, but no one stepped forward to stop him, they knew that a peerless warrior died in the case of half a force and his respected opponent is not an excellent belonging?

Looking at Yuanzong who was gradually coming, the corners of Yan Ping's mouth pulled out a smile of relief, Yuanzong endured the respect for Yan Ping in his heart, and poured his right hand into the internal strength and slapped towards Yan Ping, don't make Yan Ping die without any pain, at this moment!

A thing with a strong energy suddenly attacked, Yuanzong's skin felt a strong threat, and his body retreated, and then that thing brought boundless energy and plunged directly in front of Yan Ping, and after the smoke and gunpowder dissipated, the thing showed its face, it was a dark weapon that seemed to be a ruler but not a ruler, like a sword without a blade.

But it is! The Mo family's juzi is a portable soldier, with no edge and no ink eyebrows! (To be continued.) )