This is the essence of gold's sharpness, gold's indestructible and endless edge. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 info This Murong Tianshui is still a metallic owner, which means that he has three different attributes on his body, one water, one earth, one gold, and a three-system combination of offense and defense.

At the same time, Murong Tianshui's gaze also fell on Yun Wuya, who was dressed in black, and a sharp golden light flashed in his condensed gaze, as if he wanted to pierce the other party's body at a glance. In astonishment, he also let out a soft "huh" from the bottom of his heart! What is this? A vast and boundless starry sky......

"With the Triple Realm, it is a bit interesting to be infinitely close to the high level of the Qiankun Realm!" Yun Wuya muttered, no wonder he dared to face a killer who came to perform the decapitation operation alone, but he did not make a sound to summon the guards around him, and sure enough, the master of the art was bold.

"It was just a warm-up for each other to throw stones and ask for directions before, which is enough to prove that your cultivation is not under your own handsome, if you hide it again, maybe you will really take away this necklace head. Murong Tianshui said with self-deprecation: "Ben Shuai can't even see your cultivation strength, even if you have practiced a profound breath gathering technique, you can't usually hide Ben Shuai's magic eyes. This is definitely an exception. Can you reveal a thing or two?"

"Asking such a waterless remark really makes people question whether your IQ is lower than 100? That's not an advantage for me. Yun Wuya's playful words were intended to provoke the other party and make him lose control and unable to exercise normal judgment; "Don't underestimate this little secret, its weight is by no means weaker than your posing momentum." So, I'll have to wait until after the fight to tell you!"

As the commander of an army of millions, the tenacity of his heart can be easily shaken by just a few words, Murong Tianshui pursed his lips and smiled disapprerovingly, "It's just curious! However, although you didn't respond positively, you got the answer in your words." ＂

"Oh, how can you see it?" this time it was Yun Wuya's turn to be curious and surprised.

"From your words, Ben Shuai feels an incomparably strong self-confidence, which usually requires corresponding strength as the foundation to truly manifest itself. In other words, strength and self-confidence are directly proportional. Even sniff out a very dangerous signal. So, no matter what level you stand on, Ben Shuai will fight with all his might. Murong Tianshui's words fell, his expression was solemn, revealing a dignified face, his feet were slightly open, and a momentum as thick as a mountain spread instantly, as if it was integrated with the ground under his feet.

"What you're really good at is defending and counterattacking, right?" Yun Wuya said with a hint of playfulness.

"Can you also see this?" Murong Tianshui said in slight surprise, he did put on a defensive posture: "However, you are half right. ”

"Yes, in fact, your posture betrays you, and true defense is as solid as a rock, immobile as a mountain. You are with a unique sharp edge, both virtual and real, both offensive and defensive, which can be described as the coexistence of heavy and sharp. Yun Wuya's blunt words broke through the other party's implicit mystery, aiming to disturb his state of mind.

Murong Tianshui's posture is as heavy as a mountain, soft as water, and even more shocking with the edge of gold.

Ten meters away from each other, far away from each other, the confrontation of the two sides' eyes was almost indistinguishable, but it opened the prelude to the battle of the invincible attack and the collision with the immovable mountain.

The end of the world is just around the corner!

Yun Wuya suddenly took a step, and instantly crossed the space of ten meters, and a lone star disappeared in a flash.

Sonorous!

Yun Wuya's sword can be described as fast as meteor lightning, but it is resisted by the domineering momentum of the opponent's thick and sharp coexistence, as if a sword is slashed on gold and iron, and it is difficult to shake it in the slightest.

What's even more surprising is that the other party is not a simple defense, and a golden torrent can be seen with the naked eye as if it is spewing out from between the peaks and mountains, and it is swept straight towards Yun Wuyan's domineering and extremely domineering.

Dugu is a sword, as light as the wind, as leisurely as a cloud, but it suddenly set off a thunderous roar in the plain, as if tearing the sky through the shock, a stream of gold instantly shattered and burst, and the golden light in the sky flickered and jumped.

Yun Wuya had to admit that the opponent's defense was indeed top-notch, and the speed of the counterattack was even sharper, which meant that every time he attacked, he would encounter the strongest counterattack.

And Murong Tianshui's feeling at this time was also extremely shocking, by this seemingly very casual and floating sword, it really made people break out in a cold sweat, not only easily defused his counterattack, but also almost was created by it, and he was shocked when he thought about it.

The momentum on Murong Tianshui's body couldn't help but rise again, the breath of his body became more intense and condensed, and the immovable majestic momentum of the mountain gradually condensed, and the whole person stood like an ancient mountain.

Yun Wuya moved again, taking the same step forward, only this time the sword in his hand could be clearly seen: very narrow, two fingers wide, very thin, like a cicada's wings.

A sword was handed out, looking the same fluttering and weak, very vague, and the cicada-like sword body was trembling slightly, making a subtle humming sound.

If the opponent's situation at the moment is like a ball full of qi, if you use brute force to stab wildly, you will inevitably encounter a rebound of powerful qi. However, Yun Wuya's sword at this time was like a very sharp needle......

It is enough to make the heart beat faster, and subconsciously perceive a danger signal. Although Murong Tianshui has a strong confidence in his own defense. But looking at the vain and trembling sword, I felt a chill in my heart and a little creepy.

It was such a narrow, thin sword that slowly, tremblingly, cut into the thick mountain-like defensive shield. A silent offensive and defensive battle unfolded in an instant, and the thrilling blocking and attacking were more thrilling than the fighting of swords and swords in the sky.

Yun Wuya's body didn't make any powerful momentum, and not even a trace of the fluctuation of true yuan power leaked. The hand holding the sword was steady, slowly advancing forward. With a calm and breezy face, it is completely like a thrilling fight between life and death.

As everyone knows, the entire peak suddenly emitted a sharp tremor and shock, causing Yun Wuya's sword blade to constantly shake and shift, making it difficult to continue in the same part, and even rebounded back by the power of this shock, and a beam of golden edge burst out, making people have to give up the attack and immediately draw the sword to defend.

It's just that no matter how strong the defense is, it will eventually be lost for a long time.

Murong Tianshui's Fengyue Concussion Technique was very consuming of Xuan power, and he would not use it easily, but he didn't see that his face began to be covered with beads of sweat, and green tendons protruded. If the breath did not recover, he saw that the narrow sword blade of Yun Wuya had once again resisted the shaking peak.

Under the rage, he condensed the Xuanyuan power of his whole body on a golden big sword in his hand, and the sword body of the big sword seemed to resist the opponent like a golden shield and continuously cut inward into the narrow blade.

Time passed in the stalemate of advancing and retreating, and Murong Tianshui gradually felt a feminine latent energy, which continued to pour into his arm along the sword body of the golden greatsword, making people feel a heart-rending soreness and numbness, and felt very uncomfortable. Shocked, his mind froze, the muscles of his arms suddenly swelled, and the powerful concussive force suddenly surged towards Yun Wuya's sword blade.

This instantaneous counterattack caused Yun Wuya's figure to break away from the ground, and the person drew an arc in mid-air, and a ray of essence light bloomed at the same time, like a flying star from outside the sky rushing towards Murong Tianshui's front door.

If the first sword of Yun Wuya is like a lightning tearing the sky, then this sword is like a meteorite meteorite falling to the earth, that majestic and domineering momentum, which wants to shatter the void and shatter the mountains and rivers.

This sudden and shocking change made Murong Tianshui's hairs stand upside down all over his body. Fortunately, decades of cultivation had made his mind extremely firm, although he was shocked but not confused, the golden sword in his hand swung rapidly, and the two swords suddenly collided in the air, making a loud explosion. If it weren't for Murong Tianshui's room, he wouldn't be allowed to enter without listening to the call, and this loud noise would have attracted a large number of guards.

Ouyang Wuji, the fat man who had been waiting at the door, heard the sound, and immediately found a dark corner to hide, I really don't know how to deal with a large number of people rushing up?

The moment the two swords collided, Murong Tianshui's golden great sword suddenly emitted a high-speed shock, and the golden mangs flew in all directions. The power of waves of concussion not only weakened the power of Yun Wuya's meteorite-like sword, but also unbelievably formed a sharp counterattack.

The incomparably powerful concussive force threw Yun Wuya's body out again, and in the middle of the air, Yun Wuya's body crossed an arc like a lonely swallow returning to its nest, and instantly reversed and reversed and returned.

At the same time, the powerful aftermath of the concussion also caused Murong Tianshui to take a few steps back, his hands couldn't help but tremble a little, his body was churning with qi and blood, his eyes were bloodshot, his hair stood on end, and his proud defense collapsed in an instant.

Despite this, Murong Tianshui's eyes were still filled with incomparable confidence and fearless firmness, and the mysterious power around his body was condensed on the golden sword, making a buzzing and trembling sound, and a golden light seemed to be as blazing as the sun.

Born out of nowhere!

A golden brilliance slashed across the sky, sandwiched by the momentum of thunder, and slashed towards the reversed clouds and boundless sky.

Yun Wuya's figure suddenly became illusory at this moment, gathering and scattering, floating uncertainly, so that the opponent's violent sword momentum could not be accurately locked.

The moment Murong Tianshui's golden greatsword fell, he felt as if his vision had been distorted, and his gaze was pulled by a cyan band of light, which turned into a circle of light like a trail.

Murong Tianshui's golden greatsword slashed into it, as if it had fallen into layers of spider webs, and with the endless traction, the golden brilliance gradually faded, and the power of this earth-shattering blow was then turned invisible.