That woman looked too ordinary and ordinary, but when Ning Xiu's gaze swept over the other party, for some reason, her brows were slightly wrinkled.

The ordinary is not ordinary in itself.

Because of the great stakes in this Longchi dispute, there is no reason why the Dragon King of Jinghe would find a person who is dragging his feet to come over and compete. The battle for the dragon pool is not only the opportunity to enter the Thang Long Pool, but also the battle for the future luck of the three waters.

"Lu Song, Qingcheng Sword Immortal, entered the Dao Double Heavenly Cultivation, a body of swordsmanship is unfathomable, I heard that he has found his own way of swordsmanship, and he can step on the second ladder at any time. The one in red is called Liu Feng, a member of the Nine Bloody Sects of the Evil Demons, and his strength is similar to that of Lu Song, but his magic skills are more difficult. As for the last person ......" On the side, the Divine Sword King opened his mouth to introduce the other party's situation to Ning Xiu, but when it came to the last person, he suddenly stopped.

Obviously, even he didn't know this last woman.

The Divine Sword King hesitated for a moment, and then spoke: "Although this last person is not well-known, he has the cultivation of entering the Dao Dual Heaven, and he should not be underestimated, and after a while, this person will be handed over to you." ”

Ning Xiu nodded slightly, and looked at the inconspicuous woman again, but he still couldn't see anything different, so he had to withdraw his gaze.

On the other side, the battle on the field has entered a white-hot situation.

Rumble!

The majestic true qi fluctuations almost invariably burst out from the wild mountain and Lu Song, and the energy was scattered, like a violent wind, blowing away all the dust on the ground.

"Let's see if it's your Qingcheng Sword Immortal's sword speed today, or my crazy mountain's fist hard!"

The wild mountain laughed loudly, and with each step forward, his body skyrocketed by a point, and in the end he became a giant.

Immediately after, the giant suddenly strode up, raised his right hand, and blasted towards Lu Song's chest with a punch!

The sound of breaking the air sounded one after another, facing the thunderous punch of the wild mountain.

Lu Song snorted coldly, and with a grip of his right hand, a water-blue long sword flashed out, and he did not choose to face it head-on, but used his body speed to adopt the mode of fighting.

Every time he struck, he would leave a sword mark on Crazy Mountain's body.

After entering the Tao, Ning Xiu saw a competition between people of the same level for the first time, so he watched it very attentively. This is also part of the practice.

I saw that on the field, the fist wind was whistling and the sword light was dancing.

As time went on, there were more and more blood marks on the wild mountain's body, one after another, crisscrossing and terrifying.

"It seems that the winner is going to be divided......" At this moment, Ning Xiu's eyes narrowed slightly, and he muttered in a low voice.

As soon as the words fell, I saw that Crazy Mountain was fighting hard against the opponent's sword, rushed to Lu Song's body, and slammed it with a punch.

Looking at the tall figure in front of him, Lu Song didn't react at all, and the expression on his face was still in the previous stunned.

Why didn't Fang Cai's sword inflict a heavy blow on the other party?!

As soon as the thought arose, the iron fist of the wild mountain directly hit Lu Song's stomach, and Lu Song flew out upside down, a little red sprinkled from the air, and finally smashed on the ground.

In fact, the result was predestined from the beginning.

Although they are both initiators and dual heavenly cultivators, when it comes to the degree of true qi, the wild mountain is obviously even better. It may not be much at first, but as the battle continues, the gap will become more and more apparent.

It was impossible for Lu Song not to understand this, he bet that before he ran out of strength, the other party would fall under his sword first. It's a pity that Crazy Mountain has an extremely advanced body refining method, and don't look at his size, but his speed is actually not slow.

Slow is only relative to Lu Song's flying sword, so he dodged all the fatal wounds, although the wounds on his body looked terrible, but they did not hurt the roots, he was so vigorous in qi and blood, and the blood was within his tolerance range after a while.

In the end, Crazy Mountain saw that Lu Song was really angry, seized the opportunity, fought hard for the risk of injury, and decided the victory with one punch.

"In the first game, it looks like we won. Long Jun looked at the Jinghe Dragon King and said with a smile.

The Jinghe Dragon King was not affected by the first defeat in the slightest, only to see him look at the man in red beside him, and said indifferently: "Liu Feng, you go." ”

Liu Feng nodded and walked forward slowly, his gaze casually swept over Ning Xiu, and then stopped at the Divine Sword King.

The Divine Sword King turned his head to look at Long Jun, and after seeing the other party nodding in agreement, he dragged the long knife and walked out.

Liu Feng's weapon was also a big knife, but at this time, he didn't mean to draw the knife at all.

"Draw your blade. The Divine Sword King stared at Liu Feng, his eyes as sharp as a knife.

Liu Feng looked directly at the Divine Sword King, and his momentum was not weak at all.

"When I draw my sword, it is time to decide the winner. ”

"Don't be ashamed!"

The Divine Sword King shouted loudly, stepped on the mysterious steps under his feet, and began to circle around the willow wind.

He was extremely fast, and the long knife in his hand dragged the ground, leaving a deep knife mark and sparks flying all around.

The dazzling fireworks are connected into a circle of fire to surround the willow wind, and the figure of the Divine Sword King can still be seen anywhere.

"Ahem...... It turned out to be a shocking stab!" Wild Mountain on the sidelines looked up at everything that happened in the field, his face changed slightly, and he exclaimed.

There are only wrong names in this world, but there are no wrong nicknames.

The reason why the Divine Sword King is called the Divine Sword King is not only because of his amazing sword skills, but also because he has a terrifying sword technique.

Liu Feng raised his head, looked at the wind and fire, and slowly put his hand on the hilt of the knife.

The expression is solemn and focused.

The circle of fire shrank smaller and smaller, and everyone knew that the moment when the circle of fire was reduced to the extreme on the spot was when the Divine Sword King made a move.

At this moment, the heavens and the earth were darkened.

The fire disappeared, and then a dazzling light lit up, like the sun, making it impossible to look at it directly.

Every ray of light represents a sword.

The light is everywhere, and the sword is everywhere.

The sword of the Divine Sword King is not only a shocking sword, but also a killer sword.

The red clothes on Liu Feng's body began to gradually shatter, and the red blood and bright red clothes drifted away with the wind.

He closed his eyes as the light lit up.

But at that moment, he took a step forward, his eyes opened suddenly, his right hand grasped the hilt of the sword, drew it, and stabbed it forward.

Poof!

Long knives into the meat.

Liu Feng clenched the narrow hilt of the knife with both hands, and took another step forward, the long knife in his hand was a little deeper, and a little blood dripped to the ground.

The light in the sky disappeared in an instant, revealing the figure of the Divine Sword King.

The Divine Sword King looked at Liu Feng deadly, he still couldn't understand how the other party found his true body.

And the fact is indeed as Liu Feng said before, when he draws his sword, it is the time to distinguish the winner and loser.

Unlike the lengthy battle of the Wild Mountain, the battle between the Divine Sword King and Liu Feng was divided within only one move.