"Ahem, since that's the case, I'll start a competition with Brother Qingzheng Xu. "The lonely scene is embarrassing, and the birth is broken.

"Well, behave well. Qing Yue nodded, turned around in satisfaction, and jumped towards the stands.

When he turned around, he took off the gloves on his hand and put them in his arms, threw the sword from his right hand, fell to his left hand, and then moved forward, making the ancient ritual of sword cultivation, and shouted in a deep voice, "The swordsman is lonely, ask the clan brother for advice." ”

"Huh?" the Qing Zhengxu on the other side was stunned, "You want to use a sword to compare with me?"

Gu Luo frowned, "Could it be that the clan brother still wants the younger brother to use his fist to defend your swordsmanship?"

"Ahem, no, since the clan brother has confidence in his swordsmanship, he will be offended. Qingzheng was a little happy in his doubts, if the other party used fists to deal with him, then he could basically admit defeat, with fists in hand, plus a good hand of boxing, he basically had no fun. But the opponent's sword is obviously not as rebellious as the fist gloves, and with his own swordsmanship, he is still confident that he has a good chance of winning.

Looking at the joy hidden under Qingzheng's humble face, Lonely Luo was slightly speechless, "I guess he thought he could take advantage of it with a sword, but it's a pity...... I'm good at using a sword. Thinking about it, a faint smile crossed his lips.

"I don't believe that your fists are powerful, and your swordsmanship can be so powerful. Thinking in his heart, Qingzheng Xu, also held the sword in his left hand and made ancient rituals.

The astonishment on the faces of those who watched the game turned into doubt.

"Why did he take off his gloves, could it be that he still wanted to compete with Qingzheng Xu?"

"It seems like he really wanted to. ”

"What is he doing? Qing Zhengxu's cultivation is the five-grade light feather sword technique, and it is said that he has already mastered the first half and reached the level of proficiency of Xiao Cheng. There are few young people in Xuanyue Town who can compare to him in swordsmanship!"

"He probably doesn't know, after all, it's the first time to participate in Xiaobi, and he hasn't seen the swordsmanship of Qingzhengxu last month, the so-called ignorant is fearless. ”

"Alas, he has made a big deal, and this time I am afraid that he will suffer. ”

The enforcer on the side changed to a middle-aged man with a beard this time, and seeing that the two of them were ready, he immediately shouted, "The lonely duel is pure and empty, and the competition starts now!"

As soon as the voice fell, Qingzheng took the lead. I saw that his right hand slapped the hilt of the sword, and the palm of his hand swirled around, and suddenly he held it violently, and his eyes suddenly became sharp.

Light Feather Eighteen Swords, Disease!

The next moment, the sword body was unsheathed at an extremely fast speed, and a fine light slashed through the void, thinking of stabbing alone.

The so-called connoisseurs, at a glance, you know whether it will work or not. Qing Zhengxu's performance fell in the eyes of Gu Luo, which caused the opponent to touch and admire, and the kung fu of drawing the sword with this hand alone can roughly see whether the opponent's swordsmanship is profound.

Where does the so-called foundation come from? It is the usual contact and learning. I don't know how many times a person has to draw a sword to practice and learn swordsmanship, so that just the action of drawing a sword can be practiced.

Perhaps laymen don't think so, but people who are well versed in the way of swordsmanship know that people who have not touched the sword a few times, even if they draw the sword, the speed is slightly faster will cause friction because of the uncoordinated coordination between the scabbard and the sword body, these problems may not have anything to do with usually, but when it comes to the competition between masters, whether it is the speed of drawing the sword or the sword momentum it carries, it is enough to change the outcome of a battle.

Speed is the speed of drawing the sword, and sword momentum is the lethality formed the moment the sword is drawn. If the movement is too stiff, and when it comes out, the sword is stationary, and it will not be able to defend or damage the enemy immediately. And both of these are inseparable from the coordination of the sword drawn, which in turn is the result of skill.

Taking care of this and the other, a skilled swordsman, his swordsmanship is not necessarily bad.

Subconsciously, Lonely Luo overestimated Qingzheng by a few points.

However, it is only a few points of overestimation, although he has been practicing the sword for a month, his lonely vision has long been extremely high, and all this can be best shown in his strength......

scold

After the friction of the sword from its sheath, a crisp sound of gold and iron resonated.

Originally, the two of them were using swords, and the distance between them was not far away, but just now Lone was a beat slower, and Qingzheng Xuan had already deceived himself. In this case, other swordsmen must quickly retreat, leaving themselves a buffer space to draw their swords.

But the lonely did not retreat but advanced, and in an instant, the unsheath and the hand were connected, which couldn't help but surprise Qingzhengxu. However, before Qingzhengxu's heart fell in surprise, the figure of Lonely Luo suddenly spun, and the sword in his hand slid forward against Qingzhengxu's sword.

Qing Zhengxuan's eyes widened, staring at the ever-expanding tip of the sword in his pupils, the sword in his hand shook suddenly, and his mouth drank violently

- Falling, feather slash.

Immediately after, his sword spun up at an angle and slashed down at Lone's wrist, and a sharp aura flashed on the sword's body, making this move look extremely powerful.

Let's do it!

Lonely eyes condensed, and the heart meditated, the second type. In an instant, the sword in his hand hung up and went straight up.

Wow

Hiss~

Under the blow, a majestic force came from the tiger's mouth, accompanied by a trace of domineering energy, making Qing Zhengxu almost unable to hold the sword in his hand. Subconsciously, he gasped. However, this cold breath is not only for the pain of his tiger's mouth, but also for the strength that comes from his lonely body.

Strength is a form of spiritual power that is strong to a certain extent, and if you want to make spiritual power turn into strength and bombard the opponent, according to his pure and void experience, at least the cultivation of the whirlpool realm. But just now, there was really a lot of energy on the other side, although it was only a wisp, but it was definitely not something that ordinary people could do, even some of the powerhouses of the Junction Vortex Realm couldn't understand the trick, and even the spiritual power was not strong enough and condensed, so that they couldn't emit strength. Not to mention the energy of the object like just now.

On the other hand, looking at Guluo's side, he was also slightly surprised in his heart, "I just used six or seven percent of my strength to launch a blow, and I didn't knock his weapon away, and it was really a bit of a doorway." ”

Thinking about it, both of them suddenly drank - pick me up

Akabane Slash

Extreme sword strike

Bang bang bang

The sword in Qing Zhengxu's hand slashed forward abruptly, surging with vigor and terrifying power.

The lonely fall on the opposite side was not to be outdone, the sword came out like a dragon, and suddenly forward, sticking to the opponent's sword, twisting his wrist, and then pressing and pushing again, easily turned against the guest, and then went straight to the opponent's chest.

Seeing this, Qingzhengxu's face changed, he withdrew his hand to block it, and then arced to the side under his feet.

A seven-grade footwork, also practiced by Qingzheng Xuan to Xiaocheng, used to cooperate with the sword style, accompanied him to resist the enemy many times, attacked and defended, and repeatedly performed miraculous feats.

But this time, for some reason, it seemed to have lost its effect, and he took a few steps "indiscriminately" under his feet, and caught up with a swish to continue to be unforgiving, and the sword light flickered, and suddenly pressed on.

Seeing this, Qingzheng secretly complained in his heart, so he could only defend it in a hurry.

After touching it a few times, Qing Zhengxu also knew that it was not a way to go on like this, so he immediately snorted in a deep voice, and the spiritual power in his body rushed to his wrist, and in an instant, a layer of terrifying power burst out from the sword body.

At this moment, in the process of being lonely and bullying, the other party was able to keep up with his seven-rank footwork, and he must have been quite reluctant, and he didn't believe that the other party could still dodge his own blow that consumed thirty percent of his spiritual power......

However, imagination is beautiful, reality is backbone. The moment his sharp sword slashed forward, the lone foot suddenly changed, and then he was stunned to pass by this terrifying move, and then quickly pushed away.

The Qingzheng Void who failed in the ultimate move was devoured very lightly, and almost spit out a mouthful of old blood. But before his qi and blood could calm down, the lonely sword stretched out. Seeing this, he had no choice but to take another breath of essence and take out his sword to block.

The shadow of the sword is pervasive, and the energy is overflowing. In the blink of an eye, the two fought dozens of times.

The more he fought, the more frightened Qing Zhengxu's heart became, because he couldn't help but find it more and more difficult to parry the opponent's extremely powerful, swordsmanship, and powerful and fierce moves. Eventually, he found that with each impact, a fine notch would add to his sword. The gap is small, but if it goes on like this, the sword will crumble sooner or later.

The people on the side have long been stunned, and anyone can see that Qingzheng is currently being pressed and beaten, and his lonely move is more fierce than the other, and his sharp move is not known how much faster than him, plus he failed a big move before, he is now rolling, and winning or losing seems to have a certainty.

That is Xiao Cheng's five-grade fighting skills with Xiao Cheng's seven-grade footwork, even if it is the top five in the last session, they don't dare to attack him in close quarters easily, and now they are being pressed and beaten by others? What kind of swordsmanship fighting skills is he practicing, and what he is stepping on under his feet, in the eyes of a clear-eyed person, it is not so simple to step out indiscriminately! That must be a kind of strong footwork, otherwise it is impossible to follow Xiao Cheng's seven-grade footwork fighting skills, and there is more than enough to advance and retreat.