Regardless of whether Xia Sheng's assumption about Kang Wuwei was in the belly of a gentleman with the heart of a villain, and whether Xia Sheng was really able to return Qin Yan to the top with the strength of Poor Sang, at least he was not wrong.

Since Qin Yuanyang chose to challenge Qin Li at this time, it was a major benefit to Qin Yan.

Qin Yuanyang used the heavy sword in his hand to win Qin Yan the most precious thing at this moment.

Time.

At the same time that Qin Yan re-seated in the Hou War Zone, a gray-clothed young man also walked in front of Qin Yuanyang.

The young man also had a sword hanging from his waist, but compared with Qin Yuanyang's sword, it was more slender and much lighter, in addition, contrary to the heavy masculinity on Qin Yuanyang's body, the young man was born with a clear eyebrows, and there was some femininity in his gestures, if it weren't for the Adam's apple protruding from his neck, I am afraid it would be easy to be mistaken for his daughter.

This is Qin Li.

The son of the fourth family of Qin Lao.

Speaking of which, this Qin Li was also known as the pride of the young generation of the Qin family a few years ago, with the name of the so-called first day genius of the Qin family on his head, and he was even more famous in Luoyang City, and even overwhelmed Qin Ran for a while, but then he didn't know what was going on, as if overnight, his realm stayed at the peak of the martial arts realm, and for two years, he couldn't make any further progress.

Only then was Qin Ran overtaken in one fell swoop, and now in the clan competition, he was completely reduced to a supporting role.

In the face of Qin Yuanyang's sudden challenge this time, everyone present, including Xia Sheng and Qin Yan, all felt extremely stunned, but Qin Li was the only one who didn't think so.

From beginning to end, there was no surprise on his face.

Instead, he was calm.

Qin Li walked slowly to Qin Yuanyang and stood still, saluted respectfully, and said softly: "I still hope that Brother Yuanyang's subordinates will be merciful." ”

Hearing this, Qin Yuanyang couldn't help but feel a chill in his heart, and frowned fiercely.

In his opinion, as a man of the Qin family, even if he can't go into battle to kill the enemy and abandon business, he should at least have the appearance of an iron-blooded man, what kind of body does Qin Li have like this!

So Qin Yuanyang just nodded perfunctorily, raised the heavy sword high with one hand, and said in a deep voice: "Please!"

The next moment, Wei Feng, who was on the main platform, also said with a gloomy face: "The seventeenth game of the clan competition has officially begun!"

As soon as the words fell, two bright orange rays of the same color immediately rose in the sky above the martial arts arena, and two identical sword-shaped symbols appeared on Qin Yuanyang and Qin Li's wrists respectively, at first glance, the strength of the two was almost completely equal!

But the same realm does not mean that there is equality in strength.

It is also the pinnacle realm of martial arts, and it is also a sword, but the swordsmanship used by the two is completely different, and the number of roads is also retreating from the north to the south.

The first to strike was Qin Yuanyang.

Don't look at his body as skinny as a bamboo pole, but his strength is extremely great, and the sword in his hand is also extremely heavy, as soon as the sword blade is raised, several bluestone bricks are lifted from the ground, and a whistling sound is swept through the air, smashing towards Qin Li.

Although Qin Li was half a minute slower in drawing his sword, in the face of the roaring floor tiles, his body was extremely powerful, he stepped on it, jumped in the air, twisted his waist and abdomen, and actually drilled through the gaps between the several bluestone bricks, unscathed!

However, at the same time, Qin Yuanyang had already stormed over, and the heavy sword in his hand flashed black, as if it had hidden the golden light of the scorching sun, making the entire heaven and earth dark for a moment.

It's like a pure black mountain falling from the sky.

Qin Yuanyang's sword move is very simple and simple, it is just one word, split!

But Qin Li didn't dare to underestimate this split at all, because he knew what kind of sword it was, and he knew that if it was a hard hit, he would definitely not be able to take it.

So in the next moment, the thin sword in Qin Li's hand was also unsheathed, drawing a perfect arc in the air, like a crescent moon rising in front of Qin Yuanyang's body.

The moonlight emitted a cold and cold light, and in the blink of an eye, it collided with the falling black mountain.

There was no roar in the field, nor was there a momentum like the earth shaking the mountains, but there was an eerie silence.

"Ding. ”

With a soft sound, Leng Yue suddenly slid away from the edges and corners of the mountain peak, walked away when it touched it, retreated when it touched it, and then rose proudly into the air.

Qin Yuanyang's sword missed.

It's like a punch to cotton, and it's unspeakably uncomfortable.

At the same time, Qin Li, who had already swept above his head, suddenly flashed his figure, and shot back at an incomparably fierce speed!

The crescent moon in the sky seemed to suddenly disappear into the clouds, and in its place was a meteor with a long tail of fire.

It's about to smash that black stone peak to pieces!

Seeing this, Qin Yuanyang steadied his footsteps, raised his hand and raised his sword, and slammed into the air.

This sword is also very simple, or one word, frame!

So the whole black stone mountain seems to be integrated with the earth, let you wind and rain, the stars fall, I don't move like a mountain!

"Bell!"

The meteor fell on the top of the mountain, but it didn't even hit a stone chip, and it couldn't hit it with a single blow, Qin Li immediately made a decision, and simply retreated neatly.

Sure enough, at this moment, the black stone peak had a new change.

The entire mountain suddenly let out a heavy roar, and even the earth trembled rapidly, as if there had been a surprise earthquake, carrying the power of annihilation, the mountain and rocks rolled upside down, surging towards Qin Li.

This is Qin Yuanyang's third sword.

Raise.

Qin Yuanyang's swordsmanship was not unusual, it was even too ordinary, so ordinary that as soon as he started, everyone present recognized what kind of sword he was making.

Because this is the most chosen swordsmanship among the generals and soldiers of the Dajin Dynasty, it is also known as the strongest sword in the army.

Name: Mountains and rivers.

The Dajin Dynasty established the country with martial arts, and most of the generals in the army were mainly martial arts, and the mountain and river sword was the most popular style of swordsmanship in the army, and it was also the one with the largest number of practitioners.

What we pay attention to is that the momentum is large, the force is heavy, concise, and bright!

At this time, Qin Yuanyang brought the characteristics of the mountain and river sword to the extreme.

Whether it's a split sword or a sword before.

But it's not.

In the mountains and rivers sword, there is no such style.

Therefore, Qin Yuanyang's third sword is not a mountain and river sword.

When Qin Li realized this, it was already a little late, because the black stone peak that came to him suddenly burned violently, as if all the plants and trees in it had been turned into fuel, just for this piece of fire.

The flames rose into the sky, but in an instant, they caught up with the star and moon in Qin Li's hand and swept it wildly in it!

A discerning person couldn't help but exclaim in a low voice: "This is ...... Burning Sword!"

Yes, this is the Burning Sword.

Kang Wuwei's Burning Sky Sword.

Qin Yuanyang, as a student of Kang Wuwei, how could he not know this sword?

But at this time, he turned into a flaming sword with the mountain and river sword, and turned defense into offense in an instant, which still made people feel extremely amazing.

Qin Li naturally recognized this sword, but at this time, he had already been swallowed by the flames in the sky, and it was too late to retreat, so a trace of gloom suddenly flashed in his eyes, and with a thin sword in his hand, his body reversed sharply, and he chose to fight Qin Yuanyang's sword!

Qin Yuanyang's swordsmanship, whether it is the Mountain and River Sword or the Burning Sky Sword, all pay attention to rigidity, but Qin Li is the complete opposite, walking femininely.

The two diametrically opposed forces collided head-on, just like the impact of a monstrous flood and a fire, like the scorching sun and the silver moon, and a strong storm of martial qi broke out in an instant.

The roar in the field was deafening for a long time, and the bright orange light became more dazzling than the scorching sun, making it difficult to look at directly.

But just a moment later, all the light was gone, and people couldn't help but feel the illusion that the sky was dark.

Looking at the field again, the thin sword in Qin Li's hand had been shattered inch by inch, and he himself had fallen to the ground, and the gloomy aura on his face seemed to be three points stronger.

On the other side, Qin Yuanyang could still stand in the middle of the field, standing with his sword in both hands, but a wisp of bright red slowly trickled down from his lips, and a terrible sword mark cut a full foot of flesh and blood from his lower abdomen, which was shocking.

Undoubtedly, there is no real winner in this competition.

It's a lose-lose situation.

Qin Yuanyang raised his head with some difficulty, but he didn't look at Qin Li who fell to the ground, nor did he look at Wei Xian, who was about to announce the results, but looked at the Hou Zhan area not far away.

He was looking at Qin Yan.

He opened his mouth, but he couldn't say half a word after all, only spit out a mouthful of bright blood, his vision was already a little blurred, so he couldn't see what Qin Yan was doing at this time, and the look on his face was worried or grateful.

But he knew that what he could do, he had already done.

So he raised a bloody smile and said silently in his heart: "You must win!"

Immediately, a dull thud slammed into the bluestone floor tiles, splashing three feet of blood and dust.

Qin Yuanyang fell.

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