Murong Tianshui seemed to be very confident in himself, although he couldn't see through the other party's true cultivation, however, after all, the other party was too young, no matter how strong he was, it was impossible to be strong there, and advanced cultivation took time and years to accumulate and be heavy. Pen fun and pavilion www.biquge.info

"It seems that I really think highly of your IQ, and I still haven't gotten out of the strange circle of judging people by their appearance, which is no different from mediocrity. Yun Wuya pursed his lips in disappointment, "No wonder you have an army of millions in your hands, but you have not only done nothing, but also lost troops one after another, this is not difficult to understand." ＂

The muscles on Murong Tianshui's face twitched slightly, a faint blue light appeared on his body, and his eyes flashed with murderous intent, but he still maintained the last bit of elegant demeanor.

"I didn't need to talk so much nonsense to you, I could directly cut off your precious head and hang it on the head of Yunlan City for the world to enjoy. Yun Wuya licked his lips cruelly, and smiled like a devil again, "However, to prove that your blind confidence is wrong, I will let you do what you have learned. If you prevail, I will do what you wish...... How?"

"Very good!" So far, no one can let Ben Shuai let go of the fight, not even the person who forced me to use the sword. Your performance deserves a little bit of attention from the manager. As Murong Tianshui spoke, his momentum changed, his whole body was straight and straight, as if a sharp sword that was choking out of the sheath pointed straight at the sky, his face was cold and arrogant, and his eyes opened and closed, and the cold glow was like electricity, falling on Yun Wuya on the opposite side, revealing a trace of disdain and contempt.

This is Murong Tianshui's deliberate posture, which is completely contrary to his temperament, and is intended to take the lead and deter people with momentum, so that the other party will be cowardly.

On the other hand, Yun Wuya, who was dressed in black, had a restrained breath all over his body, without the slightest leakage, but there was no sadness or joy in his eyes, as if there were no waves in the ancient well, and there was no trace of emotional fluctuations.

The lion fights the rabbit, you must do your best, not to mention that the person in front of you has the courage to break into the tiger's den alone, naturally he will not be an idle person, therefore, Murong Tianshui does not mean to despise the big one at all, there is an extra sword in his hand, the scabbard is particularly simple, and a few strokes outline the ethereal glow, full of the breath of Cangsang. When connoisseurs look at it, they know that it is a first-level sword weapon.

Although Yun Wuya's strength cultivation was slightly higher than that of the other party, he was not arrogant enough to compete with his flesh and blood, and he also held a sword in his hand, with a star pattern carved on the scabbard, and the color was bright and green, deep and cold.

The two were ten meters apart, and their bodies moved slightly, and they flashed towards each other almost at the same time. Murong Tianshui was on the way, the long sword in his hand was choked out of the sheath, and a cold light was wrapped in a terrifying sword intent, as if at this moment between heaven and earth, there was only one person and one sword left, and nothing else. The human sword is one, blending into an ethereal "haze artistic conception", which is completely integrated.

Seeing this, Yun Wuya's eyes shrank slightly, and the sword in the star mark pattern was unsheathed at the same time, and a little purple light flew out like a star, and accurately clicked on the tip of the sword attacked by the opponent, and the ethereal artistic conception of smoke suddenly shattered and disappeared.

The sharp tips of the sharp swords full of energy on both sides struck each other, and the sparks splashed, dazzling and dazzling.

The moment the sword shattered, Murong Tianshui stepped back and shook his wrist, and the long sword in his hand trembled and shone with a light smoke and light, like a beam of powerless smoke and clouds, completely ignoring the spatial obstacles, silently, leisurely sweeping towards the clouds.

This cloud of smoke and light seemed to be leisurely, but the next second, it suddenly folded and rushed towards the other party's neck.

When Yun Wuya was startled, the floating clouds and smoke were infinitely approaching, and the target was still the throat area between his neck, and the awe-inspiring murderous aura made his skin tingle intensely.

Burst!

Yun Wuya moved slightly sideways, and the long sword in his hand flashed out a little cold purple star, which instantly penetrated the shroud of cloud smoke and light, and shot straight towards Murong Tianshui's eyebrows like lightning.

In the shattered clouds and smoke and light and shadow, a little purple star was gone, but it gave people a kind of chaotic artistic conception of space, Murong Tianshui suddenly felt that the front line of his eyes was confused and distorted, and he only felt a cold sword qi that was immersed in the bones, but he didn't know where the fatal blow would stab?

In the horror, only by choosing to retreat, the body rushed up at the same time, and swept into the air, which could avoid the misfortune of a sword penetrating the brain. Only when you are in it can you feel the horror of the artistic conception of "Lonely Sword and Broken Star".

When Yun Wuya returned to the sword, a drop of blood slid down the tip of the sword to the ground, and he raised his eyes to look at Murong Tianshui, who was shrouded in sword intent, and there was a shallow sword mark on his face, and there was a faint red oozing.

The two sides collided and clashed, each striking out two swords, one of them returned in vain, with an extra sword mark on his face, and a little anger in surprise. One stood in place, did not move half a step, and his whole body was undamaged, but his face was calm and clear.

"What kind of move did you use to show Shicai?" Murong Tianshui crossed his sword and blurted out, still apprehensive about Shicai's sword, knowing that this was a bit redundant, he still couldn't help but say it.

"Such a shoddy question seems too lacking in water, and it doesn't seem to come out of the mouth of a big man like you. Yun Wuya said jokingly: "It can make the opponent suffer from gains and losses in depression, and it is like an invisible sharp weapon, which is too much to hide, and how can it be easily leaked to others." ＂

"Hmph! It's just a small victory, and in the future, Ben Shuai will never have such a chance again. Murong Tianshui knew that if he listened to it again, his mind would be confused, and the other party was obviously deliberately disturbing his state of mind, how could he be fooled? The breath of the whole body converged, and the eyes showed a blue color, which seemed to have waves rolling, the whole person seemed to be on top of an ocean, and there seemed to be a huge wave rushing under his feet, vaguely, it seemed to form a majestic momentum that echoed each other.

Murong Tianshui was forced to release the battle space of the water realm, and the evaporation of the power of water could double his strength.

Thundered!

Murong Tianshui's long sword slammed up slightly, and the ripples on the water surface under his body quickly vibrated and gradually became vast, forming a huge wave that swept into the sky, making people seem to see the clouds, smoke and light and the rising waves combined into one, and the momentum was surging.

He began to release the water domain so soon, wanting to use the power of water to make up for the lack of his own combat power. But so what? The really strong strength is not the blessing of the other party's external forces. Even if he can increase his strength by fifty percent with the power of water, he can only barely improve the combat power of the high-level junior level of the Qiankun Realm at most, and Yun Wuya is already a quasi-saint of the half-step Life and Death Realm.

Murong Tianshui snorted softly, and the long sword in his hand shot out like a shocking lightning, and the human sword was one, and the speed was extremely fast, so that the process in the middle became a blank, but seeing a majestic blue sword light as if the waves were crashing into the air, the raging waves under him seemed to be also being pulled, changing direction and surging towards Yun Wuya.

At a distance of ten meters, the sword rays were coming in an instant.

This sword is so fast that people don't even have time to react, and in this "glow and waves" sword momentum, there are even two kinds of strength, one bright and one dark, the sword of the waves in the light is surging, it is difficult to determine whether it is a false move, people have to guard against it, dare not ignore it easily, and ignore it. The sword momentum of the glow in the dark is even more hidden, but it is definitely a fatal kill. The two complement each other, and it is impossible to prevent it.

Sonorous, sonorous!

In the sound of the resonance of gold and iron, a purple light slashed through the blue sword momentum, while another floating ray of light went straight to the chest of Yun Wuyan, with a murderous awe.

A purple light flowed, and Yun Wuya's sword turned around from an incredible angle, which could block the opponent's weirdly floating Xiaguang sword.

In the splash of Mars, Murong Tianshui saw a little purple star piercing through the clouds and haze light, and it quickly enlarged in front of his eyes. When I was surprised, the speed of reaction slowed down by half a beat, and the artistic conception of "Lone Sword Shattering Stars" was regenerated, and the world under my eyes was dotted with stars, and my vision was suddenly confused.

It's this trick again! Murong Tianshui exclaimed in his heart, he couldn't find a way to crack it for a while, and in a hurry, he could only use his family heirloom to learn from his family;

Fang Cai secretly breathed a sigh of relief, but in the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of a purple light Changhong slashing diagonally across the air, Ben Si lost the opportunity, the opponent's sword momentum was like lightning, and Murong Tianshui didn't even have a chance to swing his sword to block, so he could only use the "Smoke and Clouds Feixia" technique again, frequently dodging and drifting in the void.

The vertical and horizontal sword qi ploughed out purple marks in the air, and in the blink of an eye, a purple gold battle armor had been drawn by the opponent's sharp sword qi with seven or eight shallow scratches, and there was faint blood oozing, which was thrilling to get rid of the other party's serial pursuit.

I don't know what grade the other party's sword blade is, and it can actually cut through the purple gold battle armor? Murong Tianshui checked the injury, although he felt a slight pain all over his body, but it was all a shallow flesh injury, this injury was indeed nothing to a Qiankun Realm Venerable, and it would not affect the next fighting battle.

And his martial arts cultivation is by no means just like that, there must be a hole card hidden with a peerless secret killing, and it will not be displayed easily until the situation is urgent, and it is easy not to show it when life and death are at stake.

It's just that for a while, being controlled by the extremely weird "Lone Sword Shattering Star", and not even having the opportunity to show his mastery, will this kind of passive and embarrassed face appear. Depressed to depressed, but the mood is not chaotic.

Fortunately, the relentless pursuit of him did not give up as he imagined, so he had the opportunity to regain his distance and quickly take a pill to stop bleeding and heal his wounds. Got a chance to breathe, and a very thick water silk momentum evaporated from the body again, as if even the air became viscous, moist, and gradually shaped like countless water droplets, each drop of water droplets are heavy and translucent, as if containing the power of a thousand catties, and the naked eye can visibly form a surging wave.

Bi Tao shoots the air!

Murong Tianshui's eyes were full of turquoise color, at this moment it seemed to turn into an endless sea, holding the sword with both hands above his head, the vast sword momentum dragged the huge waves, slowly chopping down the air, and a blue storm dozens of zhang long roared into the air, as if he wanted to sweep and swallow everything.