After more than ten moves, Guan Mingyu's knife skills were exactly the same, neither aggressive nor retreating, and each knife firmly held the defensive line. Even if Longbo's sword is not as flexible as Bai Wuwu's swordsmanship, he still keeps a point without losing a point.

But in the consumption of the two, it is impossible for him to fight to pass Mingyu by forcibly improving the power of swordsmanship with his body technique. A little stronger is a world of difference, and this sentence is not much different from the current two.

Standing on the threshold of the sword technique, as long as the sword technique that is weaker than himself is defended with peace of mind, he can always defend until the opponent is exhausted and then counterattack, this is the status quo of Bai Wuwu and Guan Mingyu. So after more than ten moves, Bai Wuwu took the lead in changing the way of fighting.

In his sea of consciousness, a huge roulette wheel shone like the moon, exuding an artistic conception hanging high in the sky, the white light of the mind blended and entangled, and the moonlight bloomed above the sword body. Under the moonlight, above the sword body, is the figure of him and the moonlight almost becoming one. Even if you can't combine human and sword, the speed evolution to the extreme is another kind of power.

Guan Mingyu smiled slightly, and the familiar phantom of the Big Dipper rose up, like the eyes of giants overlooking the heavens and the earth, and like a round of sun shining on all beings, intersecting towards the moonlight that came like lightning.

The sword and the long sword were separated at the touch, and even the air seemed to turn into a piercing tearing sound, and every inch of moonlight and sunlight shattered at the same time, and the sword body and broadsword in the middle showed a strange distinctness.

Guan Mingyu didn't stop at all, the knife body was raised, and the whole person seemed to turn into the shadow of the knife, like a sailboat sailing against the water and riding the wind and waves, slashing towards the sword body in the moonlight.

Come and don't be rude!

Bai Wuwu's body shook, the long sword was raised, the tip of the sword shook rapidly, the constantly vibrating air made a piercing sound, and the moonlight continued to vibrate, facing the sword of Longbo, which fell from the sky and blended with the sun.

Not far from the two, Xiang Wanqing and the others suddenly looked at the tall and mighty man beside them.

His hand shook slightly, the sword in his hand was raised high, as if a strong wind was whistling, the sword shadow was like a shaking flag, every sword was tactful and stretching, and every sword was the sound of wind and rain!

Under a sword, the sword light is like a flag.

Blessed to the soul, he put away the long sword and held it in his hand, his eyes fell on the sword, his fierce face was ignorant and longing, pious but endless: "It turns out that this is the sword intent." ”

At this moment, he is tall and mighty, and he complements each other like a mountain and a banner!

Elder Mo pressed his hands weakly: "Yes, this is the sword technique, this is the sword intent." ”

Only then did Mo Han raise his head and watch the bright moon and stars in front of him change again and collide together: "Uncle Shi, is this the real sword technique and sword technique?"

Elder Mo shook his head: "Don't think about it, if their sword skills go further, they will be truly enlightened." It's a pity that the Fa is not the Tao, and only when you get to Sendai can you be able to use the sword and the sword. ”

On the other side of the few, Xiang Wanqing muttered to himself: "Senior brother, only he is worthy of being your opponent, and only he is worthy of being your friend." Her brows furrowed together, as if she had encountered some intractable problem. Fortunately, the people around watched the fight in the field, and no one paid attention to it.

Outside the sight of several people, Mingyue and Xingchen retreated after clashing again, revealing two clear and firm faces, one delicate and handsome, and the other ordinary but vicissitudes.

Guan Mingyu Longbo's big knife was obliquely pressed: "Senior brother, take out the real skills, we have already tried the way of technical attack." ”

Bai Wuwu shook his head: "The way of technical attack, I am one step behind." The senior brother is invited, and the junior brother should accompany him and offer his ugliness. ”

He slowly withdrew his sword, which made the onlookers anxious. But he didn't move at all, still slowly retrieving. And with his movements, Guan Mingyu's face gradually became solemn. He is gathering momentum, and once he uses it, it will be a thunderous blow!

The moment the long sword touched Bai Wuwu's left hand, he spat out a clear accent: "Wind."

The moment he spat out the word, a howling wind descended from the sky and wrapped around the body of his sword. The wind is like one, the sword shadow is like one, and the two are like thunder under the tumbling surge, entangled and appeared in front of Guan Mingyu.

Guan Mingyu's face was as silent as water, he took a step forward, and the knife of Long Bo seemed to be cut out of an unknown place. Under the slashing knife, his voice was clearly audible: "Break it for me!"

The wind and the sword shadow were like lightning strikes, and the sword shadow was scattered in an instant, and the wind broke and overflowed. Directly below the broadsword, the long sword of Bai Wuwu stood straight on Guan Mingyu's Longbo knife.

He took a step forward again, and the thunderstorm roared and the sword of Long Bo fell again, and the voice was clearly audible: "Come again!" And under the light of his sword, the sword shadow of Bai Wuwu was handed out again, and a real bright moon hung on a phantom, and the sword light entangled by the thunderstorm of Yueguan Mingyu collided together.

Guan Mingyu didn't notice it, drew his knife and slashed again!

His own cultivation is one of the true scriptures of the Eleven Immortal Ancient Classics, in terms of true qi, Bai Wuwu can't be his opponent, just use force to suppress people, what skills do you want? Not to mention that I have tried skills before, although I am slightly better, it is impossible to easily suppress Bai Wuwu.

Like a rainbow of sword light descended again, the fluttering butterfly shattered again. He was about to slash again, when he saw a sword shadow that seemed to be stabbed out of the void suddenly appear in front of him, and Bai Wuwu began to fight back!

Guan Mingyu retracted his knife and slashed again, as if the voice of a ghost appeared in the void, slashing towards the tip of Bai Wuwu's sword that seemed to have turned into nothingness. His sword shook slightly, and the void disappeared, clashing with Guan Mingyu's Longbo Sword!

The Divine Heavenly Demon Sound, with the fourth-order Sitting and Forgetting Heart Sutra, even Bai Wuwu was interfered with his swordsmanship, and he could only fight with himself again.

Bai Wuwu's face was extremely solemn, and he was forced to hit hard several attacks, and he didn't take advantage of it at all. He didn't hold his hand anymore, and every sword shadow began to flicker.

In Guan Mingyu's eyes, Bai Wuwu's originally relaxed and freehand sword, which was even like his own arm, began to tremble slightly, drawing a trajectory that obviously did not belong to him. There is no wind, no bright moon, no butterflies, it is just such a simple sword, drawing such a simple trajectory, clicking on your own sword.

This is not Bai Wuwu's self-created swordsmanship, but the swordsmanship he has cultivated! With his identity, this sword is at least a great magical power! Guan Mingyu's spiritual power flowed, his body retreated like a breeze, he stretched out his long knife, and in the middle of a clear bright moon, the phantom shadows of the seven stars flowed into a mysterious formation. He gently put away Lombard's knife and slowly handed it out.

A simple sword and a slow sword, the two touch each other gently.

There was no sound, no fluctuations, and any shadow where the two touched was nothing. With the advancement of the swordsmanship, Long Bo's big sword shook slightly, Guan Mingyu's arm rotated, and after a piercing sound crossed, Guan Mingyu's body was shocked, and he retreated!

Such power can only be the peerless supernatural power of the Bai family in Hezhou, a sword of the Dao! Everything is the Dao, and all the Dao is one!

Under one sword, even Guan Mingyu's little Beidou Descending Knife, which is full of firepower, is not an opponent!

Guan Mingyu smiled slightly, this trick doesn't work, I have the next trick!

In the depths of his sea of consciousness, a rune that seemed to turn everything into nothingness vibrated continuously, and the mysterious power was transmitted to Lombard's sword. He no longer hesitated, and the Beidou Phantom flickered on the knife again, facing the pure sword handed over by Bai Wuwu!

Around the two of them, Elder Mo, who was still calm, was almost dumbfounded!

With such combat power, how can it be two ten-year-old children? The great supernatural power is peerless, as if it does not need to be cultivated, the illusion is blessed all the time, and the sword technique and swordsmanship stand on the edge of the god, this is the combat power that is not much better than himself in terms of skill alone!

At this time, Mo Han sighed: "If I lose to them, I won't lose unjustly." ”

He looked at Xiang Wanqing and the others: "After losing to Wang Qi last year, I still thought that I would find face when my swordsmanship entered the artistic conception." But now it seems that we are no longer a level of people. They are walking on the road, and we are still complacent about the chance success. ”

He repeated Elder Mo's words, his voice low and clear: "Fa is not Dao!"

In the very center of the field, the confrontation between the two is getting more and more weird. Bai Wuwu's Dao Sword stabbed in with his left hand that didn't know the purpose, while Guan Mingyu's Dragon Bo's Sword was wrapped around the endless starlight but was clearly blocked there. It seems that the two of them have already rehearsed, and no matter how weird the moves are, they can't escape the spiritual sense of the two.

Know the number of fate, know the yin and yang!

Every sword is unexpected, but it can't escape the opponent's induction at all, the abrupt sword light and sword shadow continue to crisscross, and the battlefield is strange and quiet. Guan Mingyu's body retreated suddenly, out of the range of Bai Wuwu's sword. And Bai Wuwu also retreated at the same time, and the two of them were separated with one touch.

Guan Mingyu slowly lifted the knife of Longbo, and in the sea of consciousness, the rune that seemed to turn everything into nothingness suddenly dispersed, and thunderstorms, rainbows, heavenly demons, golden lights, etc. crisscrossed and vibrated and transmitted to Longbo's knife. At the entrance of his eyebrows, the fiery red flames beat and burned, and the majestic power permeated his whole body.

On the other side, in the sea of consciousness of Bai Wuwu, the roulette wheel shines brightly.

Inside the station, Fang Yeyu, the Holy Son of the Fish Dragon Dao, suddenly asked suspiciously, "Senior Brother Mo, do you feel as if it's raining?"

Mo Han turned his head: "I also feel as if it's raining." He looked at Xiang Wanqing: "Senior Sister Xiang, what about you?"

Xiang Wanqing shook his head: "No, I just felt that the sky suddenly brightened up, and I didn't feel the rain." ”

She was about to take a closer look, when she heard Elder Mo's shocked and trembling voice, with irrepressible joy and panic: "Will interferes with reality, half-step primordial gods, they are all half-step primordial gods!"

"The Fa is not the Dao, the Fa is not the Dao!"

Xiang Wanqing suddenly came back to her senses and looked at Guan Mingyu's Longbo Knife that began to rise slowly.

In the eerie silence, the air that suddenly turned black slowly rose with his dragon sword, tumbling and entangled like dark clouds. Above the sword light, a rainbow phantom stretched beyond the station. Beneath the tumbling dark clouds, the enchanting voice of the heavenly demon sounded from the void, and golden light continued to emerge. As he raised the sword of Lombard, the entire station was filled with howling winds, lightning and thunder!

At the other end, a dazzling bright moon changed from small to large, and the light became more and more intense, like the rising moon of the bright moon, covering the entire sky in a short time!

In the eerie silence, lightning and thunder and the bright moon surged at the same time, colliding together at a speed beyond the imagination of ordinary people.