The black-robed old man with a cold face showed his short sword first, undoubtedly telling his opponent that his martial arts were terrifying melee entanglement techniques, intending to leave a shadow and invisible deterrence in the opponent's heart, so that he would not dare to let go of it, and his cultivation power would inevitably be greatly reduced.

However, in the other party's calm gaze like a pool of water, he saw a smile that seemed to be nothing, but he didn't know what the meaning of this smile contained.

Lu Suifeng's hand also held a long sword with a sheath in his hand, and he was undoubtedly telling the other party that I would use the long sword to learn the strongest hand-to-hand killing technique. Who is afraid of whom? The momentum is not inferior to the inferior.

The figure of the black-robed old man swayed slightly on the fallen leaves, swaying from side to side, and faintly let out a very slight hissing sound, like a poisonous snake in the grass spitting out its core.

The swaying figure of the black-robed old man seemed to be getting faster and faster, and in the end, he could only see the phantom of a person, and even the phantom disappeared in the blink of an eye. It is unbelievable that a big living person could watch the world evaporate out of thin air, if he did not witness it with his own eyes.

The summit seemed even more silent and eerie, and the people in the temple seemed to be trying to find the vanished figure. Only Lu Suifeng closed his eyes quietly, what the other party used was just a stealth secret method, if the naked eye could catch his existence, it could not be called a secret method.

A dark short sword stabbed silently at Lu Suifeng's vest, and when the viper caught its prey, it would always wait for the opportunity to move, accurately grasp the best time, and deliver a lightning-fast fatal blow.

The black-robed old man was like a poisonous snake catching prey at this time, especially at the moment of attack, the speed was even faster. However, the sword that stabbed at Lu Suifeng's vest seemed to be twice as fast as the poisonous snake's attack speed.

In the eyes of everyone in the city, the phantom of the thin old man was reflected at this time, and it turned out to be on his head and feet, like a ghostly light, bursting out from the most tricky angle.

Choke!

It was the sound of the long sword unsheathed, and a clear sword light suddenly slashed into the void behind him;

Among the spectators, except for Ziyan, no one could see what was happening, and could only vaguely glimpse a very vague phantom and hear a sonorous sound.

As for how the sword in Lu Suifeng's hand was unsheathed, and how to swing this fatal blow with his eyes closed, it is unknown.

Sonorous, sonorous!

Immediately afterwards, there was a string of sword light flashing in all directions, bursting out a series of sharp and piercing explosions, sparks and silver stars flying in the air, but I saw Lu Suifeng alone, sometimes dodging and slashing, sometimes picking up and down, sliding and slashing, and flying in the air......

One bright and one dark, long-range attack and close attack, close combat, invisible speed of life and death, a little slow for a second and a half, is bound to splash blood. It's hard to imagine how thrilling that series of thrilling fights was like lightning.

The face of the city once again returned to the previous silence, Lu Suifeng fixed the opponent's breath from the beginning, so he could roughly distinguish the direction of the opponent's movement without using his eyes, although the opponent reached the realm of dust and silence when he made a move, but the aura exuded from his body would betray his next intention at the first time.

The black-robed old man didn't realize that the other party had locked his aura, and the so-called stealth secret method was transparent. The black-robed old man was shocked at this moment because of the other party's sword drawing technique, as well as his keen adaptability, he was able to swing his every killing blow with incomparable precision without opening his eyes.

Of course, he didn't expect a single blow to work, otherwise, it would be too boring and unchallenging.

In the first round of confrontation, in the thrilling fight like lightning and flint, the two sides exchanged dozens of moves, and the figure of the old man in black robe just touched the ground and suddenly moved, at the moment when Lu Suifeng blinked slightly, the figure of the old man in black robe flew into the air, as fast as an eagle striking the sky, and appeared at the top of Lu Suifeng's head in an instant, and a little cold star suddenly enlarged in front of his eyes.

Ding Lu Suifeng drew his sword again, and with a terrifying speed, he clicked on the cold star with unmistakable precision, making a crisp sound.

When the two swords collided, the black-robed old man seemed to have left his back hand behind this time, and with this collision, his body quickly approached Lu Suifeng with a twist and turn, and the short sword in his hand flashed three consecutive blows, as fast as a poisonous snake spitting out the core.

One inch is short and one inch is dangerous, what is needed for the short sword to kill is to strive to be close to the other party, and only by being entangled can the killing skills be brought into full play, so that the opponent's long blade is greatly restricted.

People who use long swords are very particular, pay attention to a certain distance, and must maintain a certain spatial distance between people and targets, only by mastering this scale from beginning to end, can they fully exert the power of swordsmanship.

Once the opponent is close to him, because of the length of the sword, whether it is stabbing, chopping, slashing, or slashing, it will appear to be restrained, and some azimuth angles will basically become difficult to attack to the dead end.

The old man in the black robe successfully got close to the opponent, and he knew in his heart that he had the initiative in the battle situation, and at least seventy percent of the victory was in his hands.

The previous lightning triple blow was just his trick to confuse the enemy, the whole body took advantage of the momentum to turn around, and the body shook like a snake twisting and turning, and the agility was incomparably behind Lu Suifeng, a sword was like electricity, and it flew through the air to stab Lu Suifeng's waist between the doors, once the stab, even if he was lucky enough not to die, he would inevitably lose his combat effectiveness.

As everyone knows, this seemingly killer blow was strangely blocked by the other party, and a sword that looked narrow and thin actually bent and twisted like a jade belt, and cleverly appeared between the waist and eyes behind him, just under this fatal stab.

Another blow was fruitless, a look of surprise flashed on the face of the black-robed old man, and the short sword in his hand swiped lightly at the same time, swinging away the sword blade that rebounded from the other party, and then slashing towards Lu Suifeng's back in a series of slashes, constituting a killing momentum.

Lu Suifeng's back seemed to have eyes, and the long sword was like a jade belt, and it suddenly flipped upwards and rolled up, slashing towards the opponent's wrist holding the sword, making him have to give up the attack.

Seeing this, the black-robed old man's heart couldn't help but tighten, and he quickly retracted the short sword that he stabbed, and his body shook, avoiding the opponent's counterattack like a snake, and moved to the left side of Lu Suifeng, and stabbed down with a sword from top to bottom. The sword seemed to be like a poisonous snake's wide open mouth suddenly closing, about to pierce the body of the prey with its cold fangs.

With this strange blow, the short sword had almost touched the clothes of Lu Suifeng's shoulder and arm, and his wrist seemed to have been suddenly whipped by a jade belt, and the sword that he stabbed down suddenly lost its bearing, and at the same time found that his wrist was drawn by the opponent's sword body at some point, if it was a sword blade...... The black-robed old man didn't dare to think about it. At the worst, the wrist was splashed with blood, and the worst was the root was cut off raw.

His heart couldn't help but tremble, his eyes became more cold and deep, and the short sword in his hand hooked up with a shake, slashing away the opponent's sword body like lightning, and at the same time taking advantage of this momentum to pick it up, and quickly slammed it towards Lu Suifeng's neck.

This series of close-fitting entanglements can be described as fast as lightning, and both sides are in danger, making a killing move, and killing with swords and swords.

The black-robed old man's unexpected touch of magic was very tricky and vicious, just as the short sword was infinitely close to the opponent's neck, he was shocked to find a dazzling sword blade waiting there, as long as his short sword slashed, before it touched the opponent's neck, he was absolutely cut off by the horizontal blade first, as if he deliberately met it.

It's so weird! The other party seems to be able to predict his attack line in advance, once maybe it's a coincidence, the second time it's luck, those three times...... The pig will not believe that it is a fluke, at least he can be sure that the opponent's combat awareness and keen adaptability will never lose to himself.

The black-robed old man once again depressedly gave up this great opportunity to kill the other party, but the short sword in his hand lost no time in hooking inward, dexterously turning and spinning in the palm of his hand, between the collision of the two swords, the whole figure borrowed strength, the center of gravity moved down slightly, his knees were half squatting, and he suddenly ran away, swept two steps, and suddenly stepped out of a large arc under his feet, and in the next second, he suddenly appeared on the other side of Lu Suifeng, and a ghostly light went straight to Lu Suifeng's ribs.

Lu Suifeng originally held the sword in his right hand, and the right rib part became a dead end, and under normal circumstances, except for dodging, the long sword could not be blocked and guarded at all.

However, the strange scene happened again, Lu Suifeng's sword unexpectedly appeared in his subrib area, and no one knew how he did it?

The blade of the sword clicked accurately on the attacking short sword, and with a "ding" sound, a latent force made the short sword in the hand of the black-robed old man can't help but swing to the side, which can be close to the clothes and pass by.

Lu Suifeng's long sword flew up, forcing the black-robed old man to quickly retreat, re-distancing himself from the other party, and losing a good opportunity to fight closely.

The distance between each other was about ten meters, and the black-robed old man stared at Lu Sui vigilantly, his eyes narrowed into a slit, his pupils flashed with a deep luster, his steps moved slowly on the thick fallen leaves, and his upper body continued to sway and sway with the short sword that pointed at the other party.

This uncertain swaying stance can confuse the opponent's vision, making it difficult for him to determine from which direction he is going to attack.

The thrilling battles between the two sides are not domineering, majestic, and the momentum of the wind and clouds, and some are just meteor-like attacks and counter-attacks, which are purely swordsmanship and swordsmanship.

Lu Suifeng's long sword kept pointing obliquely at the ground, like a statue, without moving, so that the black-robed old man couldn't find any angle and opportunity to attack for a while.