And in the next ten breaths, they passed ten moves. What shocked Gu Yong was that not only did he not have the upper hand, but the opposite side seemed to be getting stronger and stronger, which made him gradually unable to support it.

"Could it be that he didn't do his best at all, but strengthened little by little, to play tricks on me. As soon as this thought came out, he was startled, "It's impossible, he's just a cultivator, he's still twelve years old, how can he ......?"

And at this time, the people who were watching the battle from the sidelines were already dumbfounded, and Gu Luo actually suppressed the other party in swordsmanship with a mere Qi realm cultivation! This made everyone feel a sense of shock in their hearts. Especially the middle-aged man who was defended by Gu Yong before, he knew Gu Yong's strength best, and the sword in his hand was a great thing, if he encountered an ordinary green steel sword, he could directly cut off the other party. At this time, not only did he not take the ordinary green steel sword of Guluo, but he even suppressed it with an opponent who was only in that stage of cultivation, which made his heart far more terrified than everyone present, "He has this sword technique in his heart...... The talent of this day...... Well, you can't stay ......" After thinking about it, killing intent surged in his heart.

On the other hand, at this time, the loneliness in his heart was very surprised, the first five styles in the Qiankun Sword Technique had been performed twice, and the power had also risen from the first five layers to the seventh layer, but I didn't expect the other party to block it, "It's a bit of a doorway, but it still has to be solved quickly, saving you a lot of dreams at night." ”

However, when this thought first rose to his mind, his face froze. Because Gu Yong on the opposite side suddenly had a fierce look on his face, and his tongue fought with spring thunder:

- Sword confusion

As soon as the words fell, a stream of essence flashed on the body of the sword, and the middle-aged man with a Confucian face in the distance saw it, his eyes widened, and he lost his voice and said, "Pseudo-sword, how can it be...... This age...... It's not just knot and spin cultivation, how can it be possible to condense a pseudo-sword. His face was full of shock, and the next moment he reacted and shouted urgently, "Lonely, don't be hard." ”

At the same time, the lonely fall in the field really felt the strength from the tip of the Zixia sword, and his face was shocked, "Is it a pseudo-sword?" he said softly, but there was a hint of helplessness in his tone, "It seems that you can't hide it." ”

The opponent's sword is obviously not ordinary, coupled with this strength, the power will increase significantly, even if his sword has been blessed by the old man, but after all, the texture of this green steel sword is too ordinary, I am afraid that this sword will still be knocked out of a gap.

However, he didn't feel afraid, after all, he had already cultivated such a thing as a pseudo-sword, and through this sword, he successfully figured out the trick of using the sword. Of course, it was impossible for him to be stunned and cast the sword again, after all, there was also a part of the reason for the sword technique. If you behave too against the sky, you may also expose the lip gloss that you feel like you're feeling.

Looking at the sword shadow in front of him carrying the power of hunting, the spiritual power in his body began to rush wildly along the meridians, and a terrifying aura quickly and quietly condensed on his Qingfeng. In the next moment, a ray of brilliance appeared on the sword's body and scurried inside, exuding a dangerous aura.

Before the faces of the people around him could react, Gu Luo took a few steps forward, and the three-foot green peak slashed forward until it slashed towards Gu Yong's purple sword.

Bang bang bang

Sting

Neither of the two swords suppressed anyone, but they touched three times in an instant, and then there was a sound of tearing clothes.

Everyone outside the arena looked at it, only to see that Gu Yong's sword in the field was against the lonely head, but at this time, no one thought that Gu Yong had won. Because, although the lonely sword did not resist any vital parts of the other party, the clothes on Gu Yong's chest had been neatly cut.

The most important thing is not on this scratch. Although Gu Yong was not wearing tights, it was also very close to the flesh, but under this sword, there was no blood mark at all. Obviously, at that moment, he was extremely delicately controlled, just clinging to the other party's flesh and cutting through the other party's clothes.

"Young Master Gu Yong, admit it!" Gu Luo didn't care about the tip of the sword on his head at all, he hugged his fist and smiled indifferently on his face. But in Gu Yong's opinion, this generosity seemed to be laughing at him.

The people on the side were already stunned, even the people on the Qing family's side didn't have much hope at first, only hoping that he would be able to withstand the other party's offensive, as long as he took it off and fought for a draw, it was still okay, and then he could use this as an excuse to expose the matter. But no one expected that Guluo would be able to defeat Gu Yong, who was famous for his swordsmanship, with his exquisite sword skills.

Especially the middle-aged man behind Gu Yong, he was even more shocked when he saw this scene. He knew that although Gu Yong was a bit unruly, his attainments and strength in swordsmanship were considerable. Even an ordinary mid-stage powerhouse was not his opponent, seeing this situation, his heart was shocked, and that touch of murderous intent became more and more intense, "This kind of person must not be left behind...... His surname is Lonely, and it seems that he is not an important figure in the Qing family, and the in-laws have not paid attention to him, so they must be solved. ”

And the shock in the heart of the middle-aged man on the Qing family's side is not wanted, although he is not from the Gu family, but he has a deep understanding of Gu Yong's strength, not to mention his kendo talent, just the sword in his hand, he knows that it is extraordinary. It is understood that in addition to the extraordinary material, the sword is also engraved with some secrets that are difficult to see, it is said that these secrets can only be carved out by the introduction of strong people, with these secrets, the power of the sword can be several grades higher. But this sword was blocked by a mere green steel sword, this green steel sword, compared with the general system, except for some lines on it, there seems to be no other difference.

He pondered for a moment, and suddenly remembered that the sword in Elder Zhao's hand also had similar lines on it, which was said to be the secret pattern that Elder Zhao had asked for the blessing of the strong, "Could it be ......" Then he shook his head again, "How is it possible!"

"I lost?"

Looking at Gu Yong at this time, he felt that there was a burst of electric shock flowing through his heart, and the electricity made his whole body cold, and the sense of shame poured into his heart like a flood that burst the embankment, filling the heavens and the earth, surging in his heart, and the roar shook the sky.

Known as a kendo genius, he has lost since he was a child, and it is in the kendo that he is most proud of, and the most important thing is that the opponent defeated him with a weak attack. He has always been spoiled by his elders, and he has always thought that he is extremely talented, and his eyes are above the top, and he does not believe that he will lose at all. But now he was beaten in such a humiliating way......

"How is that possible...... No...... I'm not going to lose...... How can I lose?...... Losing to a mere ......" his hand holding the hilt of the sword was slowly trembling, "He is just holding an ordinary Qingfeng Sword, how can he fight with my Zixia Sword?" he gritted his teeth and squeaked, his eyes opened and narrowed, "It must be a trick, it must be ...... Die!" his voice grew louder and louder, and he could hear everything clearly, and as the words fell, the tip of the purple sword stabbed forward.