The moment the two figures intertwined, the sword qi roared like a flying dragon, and the sound of the fiery golden stone came into their ears, and each felt the powerful aura of the other party, and their reactions were completely different. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

After Xie Hong's blow, he knew that Ouyang Ruoqi's cultivation was extremely deep, and he didn't dare to be careless in his heart, and the moment he landed, he turned around with his strength, and the aura shook his whole body, and an afterimage crossed in the air, and the fast sword in his hand rushed out.

Unlike Xie Hong, Ouyang Ruoque was counterattacking and defending, and with a flick of his wrist, the red mist on the sword body was even more intense, and when he swallowed it out, it was like a ghost of Taoism, and with a "snort", he bit Xie Hong's long sword like a poisonous snake spitting apricots.

"Huh?",

Xie Hong immediately felt an evil aura diffuse along the sword blade, he was old-fashioned, experienced, and familiar with the swordsmanship of various factions, but this strange swordsmanship of the sea of swords was the first time he had seen it.

He is not ignorant of the curse sword, the spell sword combines the sharpness of the sword, the weirdness of the spell, which makes people unguardable; for the swordsmanship in the spell sword, he can use the tip of the needle to the wheat mang, and break it with the sword, and the spell is mostly guided by blood, hair and skin, etc., he has been on guard from the beginning, but Ouyang Ruo's swordsmanship is completely beyond his expectations.

Although it was an accident, he was not without a countermeasure, the aura in his body surged, suppressing the evil aura that came from the backlash, and at the same time, with a turn of his wrist, the long sword swirled, which helped the power of the aura even more, and the faint scream of the red color disappeared under the impact of the aura.

That scream clearly came into everyone's ears, Xie Hong frowned, and said, "Refined souls?",

Ouyang Ruo's two fingers were together, and the fingertips rose up again; he flicked his two fingers on the sword, and three souls suddenly rose on the tip of the sword, and he casually held a sword flower and said with a smile: "Exorcism entangles the sword, the soul entangles the sword, naturally you want to exorcise the soul with a spell, and entangle the enemy with the soul."

Most of the people present were famous and decent disciples, and most of them frowned when they heard this.

The spell itself is not accepted by the decent people, and cruel methods such as driving and refining souls are even more intolerable by most sects, and very few people use such evil arts in public, but Ouyang Ruoque just used this hand to exorcise the soul sword.

Xie Hong didn't think about this, he had always heard that the sword technique of the Cursed Sword Sea was very cumbersome to cultivate, but once it was practiced, it was extremely powerful;

Cover spells and swordsmanship itself may be difficult to learn, but it is not cumbersome, cumbersome is the process of cultivating the soul with spells, generally speaking, the monks under the dragon realm to practice a soul to say less it takes three months, the process of sacrifice must always be on guard against the dying struggle of the soul, so the progress of spending energy in the kendo and cultivation realm will inevitably be dragged down, so this spell sword art is very difficult to learn, and ordinary people can only achieve a small success until they are at least forty years old.

Most of the old monsters over 100 years old in the sea are in charge of the things in the sect, and the reason for this is also that the younger ones have no time to clone at all.

Looking at Ouyang Ruoque again, his sword was as red as blood, and it was obvious that he had sealed a lot of cursed souls.

"The swordsmanship of the sea of cursed swords is really refreshing", Xie Hong smiled, pinched the sword technique with both hands, and a whistling came out of the Qianyuan bag, and then a flying sword with a handle flew out horizontally, and hundreds of flying swords gathered above his head in the bright sound of swords.

Xie Hong said with a smile: "The swordsmanship of the curse sword sea wins with wonder, and my Pin Jianxuan is good at sword casting, these three hundred high-grade flying swords are all Xie Mou's proud work, please Brother Ouyang smile",

Two fingers at a point, the sword roared like thunder, and a flying sword fell in response, without leaving a hand, it was completely a fierce way to seek and take straight.

In fact, even if Xie Hong wants to keep his hand, he has more than enough strength to do it, ordinary monks can only use one or two swords, and those who are familiar with the sword skills can control the sword three or five, and do whatever he wants;

And he did.

When the three hundred flying swords descended at the same time, Ouyang Ruoque also felt great pressure, and in the continuous sounds, he only blocked the first wave of sword rain, and he felt that his arm was numb, and he had to withdraw and sweep backwards.

Looking at Xie Hong again, his eyes unabashedly showed appreciation, the sword in his hand was called "Red Soul", it was a famous sword in the sea of curses, ordinary flying swords were broken when touched, but the hardness of the three hundred flying swords forged by Xie Hong was beyond imagination, and it was difficult for him to cut it with the power of the curse soul in the sword.

"Dangdangdang",

The flying sword kept pointing on the Ruixue sword screen, and Ouyang Ruoque retreated again and again, almost approaching the sword tablet.

And this is also the end of this battle, after the three hundred flying swords all landed, Ouyang Ruoque stopped his body, Xie Hong did not pursue, and said with a smile: "Most of my aura has been consumed, but Brother Ouyang is strolling leisurely, and it is useless to fight any longer, I admit defeat",

The chest rose and fell slightly, both of them were masters, and they already knew each other's cultivation in their hearts in this fight, and Fang Cai's three hundred sword skills consumed great spiritual power, and then as long as Ouyang Ruo was lacking, as long as he fought steadily, he would be invincible.

Ouyang Ruoque just smiled, admiring his exquisite thoughts.

Although he took the initiative to admit defeat, but Fang Cai's sword fight was evenly matched in the eyes of outsiders, and even Ouyang Ruo lost the upper hand, I am afraid that many people slandered the heirs of the Sword Sea in their hearts, but they relied on the wonder of swordsmanship and the depth of cultivation to win, Xie Hong only lost this period because of the difficulty of sustaining his stamina, and the sword sea may not be comparable to Pin Jianxuan.

But anyone with a discerning eye could see that Xie Hong had exhausted all his tricks, and Ouyang Ruoque only used the Soul Exorcism Sword from beginning to end, and the gap between the two was actually not small.

Xie Hong took advantage of it when he saw that it was good, and even Liu Jiang secretly felt that this madman could fight with Ouyang Ruoque, which was really a matter of cultivation.

Huang Futai naturally saw the doorway, and laughed: "Xie Hong, you kid is really cunning."

Ouyang Ruoque turned to look at Lin Xian Hui and said, "Fairy Lin, if you still don't want to make a move, you will try this sword tablet in the next place."

Lin Xian Hui shook her head and smiled: "Ouyang Gongzi is too underestimated in the world, I am not the only one who can be on a par with you among all the people today, if you want to try the sword tablet, I am afraid you have to ask these two first."

Everyone's hearts moved, and they followed her gaze, only to see a thin young man standing with a sword in his hand, looking at the sword monument in front of him without squinting, ignoring everything in the outside world.

The other person was carrying three swords, standing with his hands in his hands, his bearing was calm, his eyes were also staring at the sword tablet, his expression was focused, he had reached the realm of forgetting things and me, and what was even more strange was that the sword qi around his body actually wandered away on his own.

A girl beside him who was wearing a fox fur and holding a white-haired fox was also puzzled, and when she reached out to touch him, she was suddenly rebounded by the sword qi, she hurriedly retracted her hand, and when she looked at him again, there was no resentment in her eyes.

There was a constant noise on the Ruixue sword screen, and only these two people were only staring at the sword tablet from beginning to end

Gongsun Jian's heart moved, and he said in surprise: "Senior Brother Lu Hong... Is it to realize this sword tablet?",