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【First Update】

The dark sword shadow flashed in the wind and snow, and the Dao sword shadow overlapped together, forming a brilliant sword light.

The sword qi was swallowing, and the brilliant sword light was like an upside-down river, and the wind and snow in front of it immediately collapsed quickly.

This terrifying sword appeared in everyone's sight with the most blatant posture.

"Second-grade martial arts, mastering Cheng dù has reached perfection?"

On the stone seat, Li Muchen stood up suddenly, looking at the sword light with a surprised face. He could see the terrifying power of this sword, and he could even see that Su Defeat's mastery of this sword had reached the point of perfection. There are not many people who have mastered second-grade martial arts in the outer gate, but they can master it to the point of perfection, which is very rare, at least Li Muchen has never heard of it.

"How is this possible?"

"Many inner brothers still can't do this, but he actually did it. ”

"The triple condensation of qi coupled with the mastery of the second-grade martial arts to perfection, the outer disciples this time are really outrageously strong. ”

"Don't forget Jì, he also mastered a second-grade martial art before. ”

An uproar swept out among these inner disciples, and countless eyes were filled with disbelief.

Bu Yunhan's lips opened slightly, and he looked at the sword light that swept out in the wind with some shock, "How many secrets do you have?"

In the wind and snow, the scholar raised his head slightly, his eyes met this dazzling sword, and his body left an afterimage of the Dao Dao in place like a floating light, and pointed like a sword, a brilliant sword light also stirred up in the wind and snow, under the gaze of countless eyes. Two equally dazzling sword lights collided violently together, sonorous.

The snow rolled like a hurricane sweeping out of between.

Wow!

Whether it was Su Yu or the scholar, the two of them retreated a few steps before stopping.

The first time they collided, the two were evenly divided.

The condensation triple shook the condensation pent in the front, and it didn't even fall into the downwind.

Quiet, the surrounding was deadly silent, and countless eyes looked at this scene without blinking, the scholar raised his head in some surprise and chuckled: "Very unexpected sword." It seems that you didn't go all out when you fought with Qin Zheng before. I need to retract that sentence. At this point, if I no longer draw my sword, it will only appear that I am arrogant. ”

The scholar's right hand slowly stretched out, and his terrifying and incomparable sword aura shot out. Crashed into the snow.

Snow floc rolls. I saw an unpretentious sword falling quietly in the snow. This sword. When the scholar walked here last year, he put this sword here.

Sonorous!

The unpretentious long sword slammed into an incomparably sharp long sword and fell into the hands of the scholar.

The scholar walked towards Su Fu with a long sword. The long sword in his hand was raised slightly, and on the sword body, it was like the cold light of flowing water turning endlessly, and the blade was bright, appearing in Su Yu's gaze like a galaxy match.

The previous scholars were very strong, and when they held the long sword, they were even stronger.

Su Wei lowered his head slightly, looking at the scholar's footsteps, every step seemed to be stepping on his heart, making people suffocate heavily.

"People like me are very lazy, so I respect the simple truth that the lion fights the rabbit with all his strength, it will not be indifferent to temptation, it will be my strongest sword. ”

What is the strongest sword?

The scholar's words made the hearts of countless people lift, and the cold heart of Buyun, who stood alone on the stone seat, was also suspended. The scholar's astonishing and brilliant finger made it so terrifying, and even praised by the elders, so how amazing would the scholar's strongest sword be? Can Su Yu continue to block it with his previous second-grade martial arts? If not, what will Su Yu use to win the scholar.

With his eyes lowered, Su Yu quietly listened to the scholar's words, and he also understood the truth that the lion fought the rabbit with all his strength, but until the mountaineering to the present, he had used all his strength. No, thinking of this, the corners of Su Yu's mouth slowly lifted a smile, a very confident and bright smile. Today, he wants to win Langya, standing here, no one can stop him.

Quiet, there was a moment of silence between heaven and earth, and only the sharp sound of breaking wind remained.

At this moment, a stream of flowing water turned in the wind and snow, and the scholar took out his sword. Silently, wandering in the wind and snow, if the sword of the young man in black is the continuous autumn rain, then the scholar's sword is the miserable cold and biting wind and snow. There was a quiet place around, Su Yu raised his head, and countless snow flakes like sword shadows in the sky fell down, if they were real, they appeared in Su Yu's eyes, and the sword qi that lingered on them was as piercing as thin ice.

It's a terrible snow, and it's a terrible sword.

Zheng!

The cold star appeared at a glance, like a little cold plum in the snow.

Su Luo's body floated out like a streamer, the Moon Water Shadow Sword flowed like a mountain spring in his mind, and its three-foot green peak was also like a three-thousand-year-old waterfall that flowed straight down, reflecting Su Luo's long ink-like hair hanging from his waist, and his white clothes fluttering.

Sword after sword, over and over again.

The dancing wind and snow finally met the rolling mountains and rivers, and there were countless collisions.

Ding! Ding!

A series of fleeting sparks sparked out in the wind and snow, Su Yu's catkins-like figure swayed in the wind, and the sword in his hand was as dark as water, but everyone obviously noticed the strangeness in the sky above the stone platform, and the wild wind and snow seemed to collapse in the sky, and pressed towards Su Yu.

Only Li Muchen, Bu Yunhan and others saw the truth clearly, and at the same time that the wind and snow were overwhelming, the scholar's sword was approaching Su Defeat's eyebrows.

The sword shadows of the seemingly tumbling mountains and rivers gathered together rapidly, frozen, and shattered in the wind and snow.

As the scholar said, this sword is his strongest sword, and it fully embodies his own strength.

Depressed, Su Yu swung his sword in the wind and snow, only to feel that the surrounding space seemed to be isolated from heaven and earth, and the air inside was even pumped out, making people feel a sense of suffocating death, and the sword in his hand was like a mountain and river hitting the mountain rock abruptly ahead, smashing it.

If his control of this Moon Water Shadow Sword reached the realm of a generation of grandmasters, Su Yu was convinced that the momentum that was like an overwhelming sea of mountains could shatter the mountains and rocks that stood in front of him.

Suppressed and suffocated, this feeling became more and more prevalent in Su Yu's heart, and the sword qi that stirred in the heaven and earth around him also brought a terrifying sense of oppression at all times. This wind and snow gathered at a speed that the naked eye could see, the wind and snow were even more intense, dense, and the frequency of the dark sword light like water appeared less and less, and there was even a sign of complete collapse.

"Defeated. The young man in black spat lightly, lowering his eyes slightly, your fist is still not bigger than his, it's a pity that I didn't see you beat him. The young man in black had witnessed the scene of scholars practicing this sword countless times, and the most terrifying part of this sword was that the sword momentum was pushed out until it was completely gathered together at the last moment. It's as if the ice floating on the sea is completely gathered together, forming a thousand glaciers, crashing through the surging tsunami, standing on the seashore, standing tall.

Like a dark cloud pressing on the top, and like Mount Tai falling to the ground, Su Luo's figure seems so small and thin, Su Luo's face is slightly pale, but his eyes are still ancient and waveless. The raised sword seemed to be under great pressure, and it hung down slightly. Standing in the wind and snow, Su Yu felt that thousands of sword shadows were coming from all directions, suffocating, but in this wind and snow, there were ethereal clouds and mist.

Whether it is the wind or snow, or the sword, it is always in this cloud and mist.

Cloud. Su Yu raised his head, and the slightly drooping three-foot green peak rushed up like a shocking rainbow, breaking through the tumbling wind and snow, like a comet crossing the sky, brilliant and bright, and the blazing sword light flashed out in the wind and snow in an instant.

The scholar's face in the wind and snow showed a touch of surprise, and his pupils reflected a beautiful sword light, beautiful, indeed beautiful, just like the peerless beauty dancing the sword, like a shocking sword, he had never seen such a sword in his life, the beauty was suffocating, swaying the sea of clouds, clearly presented in his sight.

The sword light that appeared at first glance disappeared in the wind and snow, and the scholar only felt that Su Luo's figure disappeared in an instant, as if he was in a sea of clouds. At the same time, a sharp pain came from his shoulder, but his own figure retreated like a kite with a broken string, and a blood flower splashed almost at the moment when the sword light disappeared, and fell straight down.

After retreating a few steps, the scholar's gaze did not fall on the bloody hole on his shoulder, but looked straight at the sudden halt of the wind and snow, and the sword light that disappeared in the wind and snow was deeply imprinted in his eyes.

Not only the scholars, but also the eyes of other people, countless eyes converged on the blood-dripping Qingfeng Sword.

If the scholar's sword is amazingly brilliant, everyone can't find any words to describe this sword at this moment.

"I lost. Until the sharp pain in his shoulder came, the scholar said softly.

It was only then that the people around them realized what had happened earlier.

No one thought that at the moment when the scholar's sword was about to surge out and completely suppress Su Su, such a stunning and gorgeous sword would appear in Su Shi's hand, and no one present could see through this sword, even the elders of the inner gate were a little shocked in their hearts at this moment. This shock seemed to be infectious, the corners of Li Muchen's mouth twitched slightly, and he rarely pulled down his old face and asked the elders on the side: "What kind of sword style is this?"

The elders were a little silent, and the silence was terrible.

It wasn't until a few breaths later that the elder who had previously spoken out to deny whether Su Yu could win the championship raised his head and looked at Li Muchen and said, "I know." ”

"You know?" Li Muchen's eyes were a little bright, and the rest of the elders also cast curious glances.

"I knew he was going to be just as powerful as his peers. The elder said seriously.

Li Muchen's face darkened, and his gaze turned to Bu Yunhan: "This sword style was taught to him by Elder Bu?"

"I don't know, but my father's sword is more masculine and won't be as impressive as this. Bu Yunhan stood stiffly on the stone seat, his ice-like eyes were frozen on the thin back, in countless unbelievable and shocking eyes, he still stood quietly as always, standing on the high platform, in the clouds, but the figure was a little lonely.

Time seems to stop at this moment, and the championship is won.

Su Yu raised his head and looked at the vast sky, for the first time, he was so close to the clouds...... (To be continued......)