"Cihang Pudu, the other side is in the sky, but seek detachment, and would rather die than regret!"

At this moment, her mind has been decided, the sword intent is condensed, the sword shines brightly, and the sword qi gathers. The three-foot long sword in her hand turned dazzling in an instant.

The yellow mangs turned into gold, which was dazzling, and as this golden mangs became more and more prosperous, the fierce sword qi continued to gather and cling, and a golden giant sword completely condensed from the sword qi completely appeared in the hand of the concubine Xuan.

Compared with the big handprint that is about to be pressed, the giant sword is not long, nor is it big, and it is only three zhang long and one zhang wide when it tops the sky, and it is like a hairpin of the daughter's family under the giant palm, which is somewhat small.

It's just that the fierceness exuded by this seemingly small golden sword is something that everyone can't ignore.

Shi Fei Xuan held the sword in both hands and slowly lifted it up, as if it was as heavy as a thousand pounds. It's just that although her speed of raising the sword is slow, her movement of raising the sword is quite resolute.

In an instant, the lightsaber was raised, and the concubine held the hilt of the sword with both hands, and stabbed the lightsaber, which was a few points larger than her delicate body, upward.

The golden lightsaber collided with the golden palm print.

Rumble!

A dazzling golden glow flickered, and a dull and passionate voice resounded through the valley.

After a burst of airflow explosion, Concubine Shixuan's face turned pale, her arms trembled, and the quaint colored empty sword trembled slightly, and she almost flew out directly.

Whew, after taking a few breaths of the cold air on the top of the mountain, Concubine Shixuan's eyes narrowed slightly, her eyes were like electricity, and she looked straight at the gray smoke and dust.

After the blink of an eye, the boiling air subsided, and Shi Wuzun was dressed in a gray monk's robe, standing leisurely, his true strength was restrained, his breath seemed to be nothing, and his face showed a compassionate smile, as if the Buddha had come to the world, incompatible with everything around him, but as if he wanted to merge into the surrounding void of heaven and earth. The so-called awkwardness and the so-called contradiction are undoubtedly reflected at this moment, but there is a bit of harmony.

With this palm, he obviously realized a lot of things.

"I didn't expect you to be able to hold this palm...... Then this battle!" Shi Wuzun was about to admit defeat when he opened his mouth, but the senior concubine on the opposite side was one step ahead: "Needless to say, I lost this battle!"

"Huh......" Concubine Xuan's simple admission of defeat made Shi Wuzun a little dumbfounded. He glanced at the other party's beautiful face in a daze, but he didn't know what to say in his heart.

Shi Wuzun was a little overwhelmed, but Dugu Ming obviously thought that he had to seize such an opportunity. He didn't understand Shi Wuzun's mental journey, but he simply thought that he couldn't lose on his side.

So, he let out a long laugh and followed the words of the concubine: "Since this girl has already admitted defeat, then the next battle should be made by our side." One sentence finalized the victory or defeat, and also opened the third round of the competition.

Shi Wuzun looked at Dugu Ming, sighed softly, shook his head, and returned to the camp. After discussing with Dugu Ming in a low voice, he sent a candidate for the third formation, but it was Xu Yankang, the leader of the Sanjiang Alliance, a subordinate gang of Wushuang City.

I saw that Xu Yankang was about forty years old, thin, with a bronzed face, dressed in sackcloth, and his ordinary facial features made him look similar to the coolies on the dock.

But he is definitely not a coolie, but a great master who has already entered the innate realm.

I saw him walking slowly, without the slightest intention of showing off his body, just slowly walked to the center of the battle circle, and took out a turquoise jade stick from his hand. The stick is three feet long, and the whole body is covered with a layer of bright jade, which is quite elegant and luxurious.

He held a stick in his hand and invited him to fight: "Xu Yankang of the Sanjiang League is here, who will fight with me." ”

As Xu Yankang reported his name, a scrutinizing gaze suddenly fell on the jade stick in his hand. Although this gaze was fleeting, Xu Yankang still walked away, and found that the owner of his gaze was the only man among the three people over there-Yuan Hao.

"Xu Yankang, do you also use a stick?" At the same time that his gaze fell on Yuan Hao's face, Yuan Hao also stood up and stepped out. A soft whisper came out of his mouth, although it was just an ordinary sentence, it made Xu Yankang feel angry in his heart.

"Naturally......" But anger is anger, Xu Yankang still retains the demeanor of a senior master. Regarding Yuan Hao's doubts, he nodded lightly, responded positively, and immediately shook the jade stick in his hand.

"Hum!" The sound of a soft whistle sounded, the true power surged, the jade stick trembled slightly, and a faint green mist lingered on the jade stick. For a moment, the fog trembled, and the shadows of the sticks flew, making it almost impossible to see the changes clearly.

"Good kung fu!" Yuan Hao praised and took out his weapon. His weapon was not a bystanding, it was one of the inheritances of his predecessors when he first obtained the Erjin boat, a brass stick of unknown origin.

With the growth of Yuan Hao's strength, the sealed brass stick became more and more supernatural. Being able to change a hundred soldiers is not to mention for the time being, just talking about the weight of this small stick, it can be changed because of Yuan Hao's own mind - he can be as heavy as a thousand pounds, or as light as a feather, and all the light and heavy shapes will change according to Yuan Hao's own ideas.

With the copper stick in his hand, Yuan Hao chuckled again: "Hey, what a coincidence, I also use a stick." ”

"In that case, let's have a good fight. Xu Yankang smiled indifferently and didn't say anything more, but attacked Yuan Hao with a stick.

In an instant, a jade stick in Xu Yankang's hand transformed into layers of blue shadows, tripping, splitting, entanglement, poking, picking, leading, sealing, turning, and so on, but Yuan Hao's whole person was shrouded with a seemingly green silkworm cocoon, which was impermeable, making his body everywhere critical, all under the attack of the jade stick.

At the moment, Yuan Hao's body was cold, and he only felt that there was a green color in front of him, as if there was a phantom flashing heavily, but with a snap of his fingers, Xu Yankang didn't know how to use a few kung fu in the Sanjiang League Town Sect's peerless Bibo stick method, and the essence of the change in the tricks was amazing.

"Okay!" such a subtle trick is amazing, and Yuan Hao really praises it.

Even if his current martial arts realm is a cut above Xu Yankang, he doesn't dare to be careless in the face of the hundreds of years of inheritance of the Sanjiang League. As the blue cold air hit, Yuan Hao's eyes were condensed, and he was also pumping a stick in his hand, and the layers of stick shadows were spreading.

He used a stick, but what he was using now was the Yi sword technique he learned from Fu Junwu.

He used a stick as a sword, but he heard the sound of tinkling bells constantly sounding, and the two men intersected with their sticks, and the sound of the dense blow was like rain hitting plantains, crisp and continuous.

Yuan Hao used a stick as a sword, the move was strict, the strength was overwhelming, and within three feet of his body, he turned into a world of sticks, and everywhere was endless sharp energy, and the cold was pressing.

Xu Yankang was unmoved, the jade stick in his hand was not thick, and he used his ingenious strength to make moves, and he would never use his fragile jade stick to fight hard with Yuan Hao's copper stick. Just between raising his hands and feet, looking for the flaws in Yuan Hao's stick moves, he attacked with a stick.

But seeing the blue shadows crisscrossing into a dense and complex net, it is like a river rushing out of control. "Clear waves", "great rivers flowing eastward", "mercury water", "waves rising peaks"...... Many subtle tricks in the countless blue wave stick methods were used in succession, and for a while, they actually suppressed more than half of the defensive circle around Yuan Hao.

However, suppression is only suppression, although Xu Yankang has the upper hand for a while, but it is impossible to go further and completely defeat Yuan Hao's defensive circle composed of thousands of stick shadows.

And this so-called upper hand was only occupied by Yuan Hao and Xu Yankang. If he hadn't wanted to see the strength of the innate masters of this world, and personally experience what the moves that contained the true meaning of martial arts were different from what he understood, he wouldn't have let Xu Yankang be so arrogant.

You must know that from the beginning to the present, he has not used any offensive moves at all, but just relied on his quick eyes and quick hands to deal with Xu Yankang's stick moves. Although he seemed a little powerless, he didn't look injured in a little embarrassment.

Of course, with Yuan Hao's letting go, Xu Yankang's momentum is also getting stronger and stronger, and all kinds of subtle tricks emerge one after another, and finally Yuan Hao has to pack up a little mental change of moves.

At that moment, Yuan Hao's mind changed, and the copper stick in his hand flickered, but he turned the heavy into light, and changed to a slightly famous swordsmanship.

In an instant, a faint yellow light folded and swiped in the void, and the ethereal and sharp sword light and the swiftness of the sword speed made everyone stunned.

However, in the blink of an eye, only a few soft sounds were heard, and the layers of blue power surrounding him were cut and crushed under the invisible sword qi.

"This ...... What kind of stick method is this?" Xu Kangyan was slightly surprised.

"No...... His skills were not sticks but swordsmanship, and I felt a faint sword intent from his moves. Hearing Xu Kangyan's words, Dugu Ming, who was behind him, solved his doubts.

"Swordsmanship, no wonder it is so powerful......" Xu Kangyan was taken aback again, and then calmed down again, "So you are a swordsman?" he raised his eyebrows.

What people fear most is the unknown. Because the unknown is elusive.

Since he knew that Yuan Hao used swordsmanship and was a swordsman instead of a stickman, the original unknown became known, and Xu Kangyan naturally had a countermeasure.

At this moment, everyone saw that Yuan Hao's spirit and spirit were united, the sword intent was condensed, and the long stick in his hand turned into a sharp sword, and there was a faint layer of misty light. This halo was cold and cold, but it was condensed by countless sword qi, and it was attached to the copper stick, but it turned the copper rod that was originally bladeless into a sharp weapon.

Yuan Hao took this sharp weapon and swiped it to his heart's content, and every time the sword was slashed, there was a kind of sharpness that cut through nothingness.

The sword light is like electricity, and the sword momentum is fierce, although Yuan Hao's sword moves are nothing special, and the sword moves that are constantly combined and changed by those basic sword moves seem quite concise, but such conciseness brings Xu Yankang extremely terrifying pressure.

Xu Yankang only felt that his skin around him was cracked, and he could be torn apart and turn into blood chips anytime and anywhere. At that moment, his mind was full of energy, concentrating on everything around him, and the jade stick in his hand kept waving, drawing a cloud of blue shadows, but it was the condensation of martial arts, the convergence of energy, and the sound of tinkling, but it was the side of his jade stick that collided fiercely with the side of the copper-colored sword light.

This competition is really fierce and exciting. Different from the previous duel between Shi Wuzun and Shi Fei Xuan, Yuan Hao fought against Xu Yankang, but it was not a collision of strength and will, but a competition between skill and thought. The two sides quickly staggered their figures, changed their moves, and both used fast to show their true martial arts intentions in square inches.

In the eyes of the onlookers, the battle between the two, the subtlety of their skills and the changes in their tricks, can be regarded as the pinnacle, the charm is long, and the spirit is lingering, obviously they have brought their martial arts to the extreme.

In this way, I don't know how long the battle has been, maybe there are hundreds of moves, maybe thousands of moves, in short, they are constantly attacking, defending, attacking again, and defending again...... In such a reincarnation transformation, Xu Yankang has already used his Bibo stick method over and over again, except for the last killing move that he relied on to deter the Quartet, he has already tried his best.

It's just that such a desperate effort can't satisfy Xu Yankang.

"Boy, you're really not small...... Since I can't take you down after fighting for so long!, then I can only make a special move!"

Xu Yankang laughed loudly, and his tone was full of joy. But when he heard him shout, the jade stick in his hand suddenly turned into a cloud of phantoms, almost disappearing in front of everyone's eyes, without any trace, only a cloud of turquoise shadows, with a fierce force towards Yuan Hao's side.

For a while, Yuan Hao's body, up and down in all directions, the void was stagnant, and the majestic power of heaven and earth was surging from all directions, almost blocking him in a small world.

This is the most subtle and powerful move in the Bibo stick method: turning the river and the sea.

Turning over rivers and seas, pouring the power of rivers, lakes and seas on you, making you feel a sudden increase in pressure, with nowhere to escape and no way to resist.

This is the true meaning of turning the river and the sea.

Of course, people can't get to this point.

But with such a martial arts true intent, as soon as Xu Yankang made this move, he bombarded Yuan Hao with endless stick shadows from all directions, and the strength in it was superimposed layer by layer, making the power of attacking Yuan Hao suddenly surge to an extreme level in an instant.

Yuan Hao's expression was awe-inspiring about this, and as soon as Xu Yankang made this move, he felt the horror of this move. He estimated that Xu Yankang's move was afraid that the power of this move had reached the limit of the innate realm, and it was already faintly able to attract the power of a small world.

"This is really a bit interesting...... Yuan Hao smiled faintly, his eyes were also wide, when Xu Yankang used this move, he already somewhat understood what was going on with the vast power formed by the so-called trick pulling the true intent of the martial arts.

"Since you greet me with such a stick technique, then let you also see how my copper stick breaks your trick!" Yuan Hao snorted lightly, and the innate true yuan of the Great Grandmaster realm suddenly surged, and a pure and vast power rose violently.

At this moment, his killing intent was condensed, and he counted the tricks in his hand, but he played a concentrated move of the tiger roaring stick and the tigers went down the mountain.

As soon as this move came out, the wind suddenly rose, the fishy smell surged, and a low tiger roar was faintly heard in everyone's ears.

The tigers descend the mountain, domineering!

A trace of madness and majesty belonging to the tiger in Yuan Hao's round eyes was condensing, rising, and finally turning into a simple and clear stick.

Hey, a ray of brilliance, as if flying from the clouds, through the void and void, turned into a piece of energy, pierced through the nothingness, and burst out with a brilliant divine light in an instant.