Mengyuan drew his sword out of the sheath, held the sword in his right hand, pointed down obliquely with the long sword, and counted the five fingers of his left hand with his fingers bent and counted, counting from one to five, clenched into a fist, and stretched out his thumb, then his index finger, and finally the five fingers were fully extended, followed by the thumb and index finger, and then the middle finger. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

His eyes looked at Simon Blowing Snow, as if it was a painting, a landscape, that fascinated him.

An inexplicable feeling of danger suddenly rose from him, and the movement of his left hand became faster and faster, only after a dozen seconds, it was so fast that it was almost impossible to see.

"Huh"

Ximen Fuxue sighed softly, the other party's eyes, so that he had a feeling that he was being peeped at by the other party, and gradually saw clearly, although the other party did not understand, but it was like a big net that was gradually opening up, and it was outflanking him, and the feeling of danger became stronger and stronger.

"Five Peaks Divine Sword Dai Sect Geometry!"

This is Mengyuan, Su Ying's five people will laugh at the Wuyue Sword Sect in the world of rivers and lakes, and take its essence to knead a set of swordsmanship, the power far exceeds the original Wuyue Sword Sect swordsmanship, but the cultivation threshold is not high, and it is the most suitable for Xuan-level swordsmen. Mengyuan and the others came up with this set of swordsmanship, originally to promote it in the sect. And Meng Yuan himself is relatively weak in swordsmanship, so he practiced this set of swordsmanship seriously, driven by Dugu Jiu's sword heart method, and used it as the main battle swordsmanship.

And this set of swordsmanship that they named Wuyue Divine Sword, the first move is Daizong geometry, the most profound swordsmanship in the Taishan faction, the gist is not in the right-handed sword move, but in the left-handed arithmetic. The left hand can't help but bend his fingers to calculate, counting the enemy's prescription position, martial arts sect, body length, blade size, and the height of the sun, etc., the calculation is extremely complicated.

The effect of this move is completely determined by the strength of the user and the opponent, among the six people in the Illusory Domain, only Meng Yuan, Su Ying, Gan Mingzhu, Bai Qi, He Yunmeng, and Ji Yanran can be used smoothly, although they are all peerless talents, but they have not been able to practice this move.

Ximen Fuxue had no expression on his face, but that couldn't hide the surprise in his heart, as the god of swords, he was called the second for the sword, and I am afraid that no one dared to call it the first. Although Dai Zong's geometry is wonderful, it can't hide his vision. 、

He suddenly drew his sword, and the sword light flashed, piercing Meng Yuan's throat.

Whether it is on the sword or on him, there is no murderous aura, but his sword is originally a murderous sword.

Every sword of Ximen Blowing Snow is a sword, and there is no mercy or retreat.

"Either you die, or I die!" As soon as he stabbed out with his sword, no one was allowed to have a choice, not even himself!

At the same time, there was another sword light.

There is no move, but just one point, and that is this, and among the countless points, the only one is hit.

"Ding"

The spark flashed, and the tip of the sword the size of a grain of rice struck with a single blow.

"Not bad"

Ximen Fuxue's wrist shook, the sword aura was strong, and the sharp sword wind brought up slashed down like a withering and decaying.

Meng Yuan suddenly discovered that his Wuyue Sword Technique could not be used anymore, and it was a kind of suppression that limited the possible changes in his sword moves.

With just one sword, almost all of his subsequent sword moves had been blocked.

Three thousand avenues, different paths to the same end!

There was once a cold joke that said that the wind was clear and old, walking the world, wanting to find the heir of Dugu Jiujian, and then seeing a young man in white practicing swords, he leaned on the old man and sold the old to want to give a few words, but the young man was not Ling Hu Chong, but Ximen Blowing Snow。。。。。。

Let's not discuss who is more powerful in Ximen Blowing Snow and Feng Qingyang, but one thing Meng Yuan can be sure of, that is, Ximen Blowing Snow's swordsmanship is definitely not under Dugu Nine Swords, not to mention Feng Qingyang, that is, Dugu seeks defeat and resurrection, and the victory or defeat is especially unknown.

Meng Yuan's long sword drew a circle, and a wave of strength came out, and his long sword snapped softly, leaning on Ximen Fuxue's sword, like two magnets, firmly sucked together.

"Wudang Taiji Sword!"

"Not bad."

This is the second time that Ximen Blowing Snow has rarely said the word good, and in the next moment, a terrifying edge suddenly erupted on his sword, and with just one stroke, Mengyuan's Taiji sword circle has been broken.

If there is a lack of great success, if there is a great coincidence!

Just one action has already overshadowed the subtlety of a peerless swordsmanship, and the third sword of Ximen Blowing Snow has already stabbed out again.

With a soft sound, the Hundred Refining Qingfeng worn by the Huashan Elder in Meng Yuan's hand had been broken, and the long sword of Ximen Blowing Snow had already slashed across Meng Yuan's chest.

If a bubble is blown up, Meng Yuan's body will burst, and when it reappears, it has already withdrawn three steps away.

"Heavenly Dao footwork is close at the end of the world!"

After three moves, Meng Yuan had already lost half a move, even if he had a peerless sword technique such as Dugu Nine Swords and Tai Chi Swordsmanship, but in front of Ximen Blowing Snow's sword, Meng Yuan's swordsmanship actually looked naïve and ridiculous.

"There is such a swordsmanship in the world!"

Meng Yuan was surprised in his heart, with only three swords, he had already understood the level that Ximen Blowing Snow was in.

If the swordsmanship of Dugu Jiujian and Ximen Blowing Snow are both swordsmanship that they are good at attacking and can easily break the opponent's swordsmanship, then the difference between the two is that Dugu Jiujian breaks the sword move, while Ximen Blowing Snow breaks the swordsmanship. Dugu Jiujian pays attention to the flaws in the opponent's moves, but what is contained in Ximen Blowing Snow's swordsmanship is suppression, a sword stabs out, almost blocking all the changes in the opponent's sword moves, and this is not only his swordsmanship, but also his own attainments in the way of swordsmanship, which is a kind of high-level vision, at a glance of the eyes and experience of the mountains, so Dugu Nine Swords can be taught, and Ximen Blowing Snow's swordsmanship is difficult to teach, his disciples, must also have amazing eyesight and swordsmanship attainments, it is possible to comprehend.

"The Sword God Sword really lives up to its reputation, compared to swordsmanship, Meng is willing to bow down. However, I am fortunate to have a meeting with you, and I can't say that I need to ask for two more tricks. ”

Meng Yuan said, his hands stretched out from his sleeves, his left hand held a short sword that was only two feet long, red and white, exuding a faint hot atmosphere, and his right hand held a cold and sensible, shaped like a Wu hook, antique and colorful ancient sword.

He stepped left and right, and the figure flashed, and it turned into three.

"Sunflower fans are gasified and cleared!"

Yes, after knowing that the swordsmanship was invincible, Meng Yuan finally showed his true strength, the Heaven and Earth Chaos Yuan Gong driven by the Sunflower Heart Method, and the complete version of the Hell Sunflower Technique of the Evil Warding Sword Technique!

And the weapons he used at this time were two divine weapons in Xiao Yat's world, the Vermilion Bird Sword from "Seven Bird Palms", and the Midnight Green Bead from "Frost Sword". These two swords are cold and hot, and they can bear Mengyuan's domineering internal strength respectively.

"Good"

Simon Blowing Snow's eyes lit up, and there was a faint smile in his eyes.

He swung his sword, and the splendor on the sword was so great that he couldn't see the shape of the sword clearly.

"One sword light chills the fourteen continents!"

There are not too many fancy, some are sword intent that points directly to the heart, his heart and the sword have been fused and inseparable, he is the sword, he is the god of the sword.

"The world's martial arts are invincible, only fast and unbreakable"

Mengyuan's twin swords rose and fell, his figure melted into the wind, turning into wind and rain, the terrible thing is that it was not a violent storm, but a gentle wind and drizzle, with the wind into the night, moisturizing things silently.

Meteors fall, flowers bloom to see Buddha, flutes on the river, purple gas comes from the east, sweep away the demons, smash the Yellow Dragon, the evil is easy to dispel, Zhong Kui chooses the eyes, the swallow wears the willow, the meteor catches the moon。。。。。。

Every move is incomparably concise, but it is used left and right, extremely fast, and later, it turns into three red, three green and six lights, and the rainbow is strangled in one place.

There was no earth-shattering collision, only the sound of a clock moving around, and in every instant, the three sharp swords exchanged several blows, and the slightest sword qi overflowed, leaving deep traces on the ground and trees.

And this movement continued to expand in the following time, and after almost a moment, one or two large and small trees could even be seen suddenly burst open, exploded into pieces for a day, or broke in unison, and fell down with a bang.

That's because the internal strength of the two of them is rapidly depleted, and they have begun to be unable to suppress the exertion of their own strength.

A layer of frost hung on Ximen Fuxue's sideburns, sweat droplets appeared on his forehead, and each sweat drop turned into ice beads before it flowed, his originally pale but stable hand began to tremble a little, the tiger's mouth, the place where the five fingers and the hilt of the sword touched was scorched black, exuding a scorched smell, his sharp sword was partially red, and partly covered with frost, and countless small cracks on the blade of the sword, and even fine cracks could be seen.

And a white gas rose up from Meng Yuan's head, like a cloud of steaming mist, his face turned blue and white, and the green tendons on the surface of his skin were bulging, like small snakes.

"Smack"

A gas explosion opened, revealing the ragged figures of the two people, Ximen Fuxue single-handedly crutches the ground, and a drop of blood on Mengyuan's upper body flowed out from dozens of small wounds, which looked quite terrifying, but they were all flesh wounds.

The two looked at each other and suddenly burst into laughter at the same time.

"It's enjoyable, it's enjoyable."

Meng Yuan shouted repeatedly, "It's been a long time since I've fought so happily, but I'm here today, and if I continue to fight, I will die." ”

"Okay, next time."