Under the move of the eightfold young man in front of him, Yun Fangjing's original inevitable sword was like a soft feather, which was easily and very simply blocked, and then a force was instantly released from the former's body, and the latter also retreated a few big steps all of a sudden. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Gain a firm foothold, this time Yun Fangjing did not make another successive moves.

At this moment, in his gaze, there was still a little fluctuation more or less, although it was not particularly obvious. Moreover, when he stood still, his vigilance for the person in front of him also rose instantly, and at the same time, he pinched the sword in his hand heavily, and his body sank slightly after a breath.

The young man stood in place, looking at the clouds.

In his gaze, there was already a faint hint of violence at this moment.

Still, it's more dignified.

From the time Yun Fangjing came in until the last move, the young man was very sure of Yun Fangjing's cultivation, and he was also full of confidence in his own strength to the point of conceit, so he didn't take it seriously at all.

But as it turned out, he was wrong.

"Your talent is very high, and your origin must not be simple. ”

The young man opened his mouth, but the words stopped abruptly here, perhaps because of the purpose of Yun Fangjing's trip, when the words fell, the young man's eyes flowed with a touch of sharpness, and the murderous intent accompanied it.

After breathing again, the young man spoke again: "But, alas. ”

At the same time as the next four words sounded, from the spirit sword in his hand, a fierce energy instantly swept out, and at the moment when these four words were completely settled, his footsteps suddenly took a step forward, and his body almost turned into a wind thinking about Yun Fangjing and swept away.

Seeing the other party's move, Yun Fangjing's footsteps suddenly retreated a step back, but he didn't have the slightest intention of retreating, and the spirit gang in the sword in his hand poured in again, and the fierce sword qi formed without hesitation, and it was accompanied by the killing intent that resurfaced in his eyes.

The next moment, the sharp sword in Yun Fangjing's hand was a little cold, and it immediately scattered and more than ten sharp sword qi were formed, and at the same time, a strong and powerful qi swept out, opposite to the young man's strength, counteracting each other and opposing the new city again.

Trample!

I saw the latter's footsteps take another step, and then he also swept away in the direction of the former, and after the cold light appeared, the two of them were already close to each other without saying a word, and the light veil of the hanging beam in the room where the two forces rubbed against each other continued to dance.

Boom!

The speed of both sides was extremely fast, almost at the same moment, Yun Fangjing's sword qi and sword body clashed with the spirit sword in the young man's hand together, and for a while the sound of iron weapons colliding sounded, and at the same time, the energy of the collision was also at this moment, infected by the sword blade and became extremely sharp, as if countless daggers swept outward, all the hanging beams and light yarns were neatly chopped and scattered outward, and in those finely carved beams and trees and the ground, they all left traces of different shades, which looked messy.

This picture continues for several breaths but still does not end, but although it is not over, it is obvious which is stronger and which is weaker. Yun Fangjing's cultivation is seven small realms behind the young man, and naturally if it is the most basic combat power, it will definitely not be able to compete with it.

Sa!

Suddenly, a fierce wind swept through, directly causing Yun Fangjing to retreat backwards, but the young man only retreated a few small steps backwards, only about a foot away.

When Yun Fangjing stood on his heels, there were already a few more blood stains on his body.

"It's tough. ”

From the beginning of the year, Yun Fangjing had already used the sword technique 'Rain Pear Flower' three times, but the young man in front of him only relied on that five-grade spirit sword to block it, and there was not even the slightest trace of using spiritual skills.

He came from the Spiritual Void Gate, and he should have learned at least one or two sets of spiritual skills.

Hu Yanxun who was killed by him was sevenfold, and the person in front of him was even higher than Hu Yanxun's cultivation, so his strength was naturally more tricky than Hu Yanxun. If you use Yun Fangjing's strength at this moment, just by relying on yourself, or just using the lowest-level 'Shower Pear Flower' in the "Gods and Demons Sword Compendium", there is almost no chance of winning.

Swish!

Just as Yun Fangjing's thoughts were turning, a thorn suddenly appeared, and at the same time, a sharp qi swept towards him, followed by the sword qi that made several wounds on his body ach faintly in the five-grade spirit sword.

In the face, Yun Fangjing's left leg retreated a foot back, and the Linggang condensed in the body at the moment when the body sank suddenly swept through the whole body, pressing heavily on the lower body and dividing into two to condense in the sword body in his hand, forming a momentum of stabilizing the lower plate and surging his arms.

Rumble!

In the next breath, the two swords clashed again, and the thick Linggang on both sides also collided, erupting into a strong roar, and at the same time, the qi wave swept wildly outward, constantly tearing the already broken beams and ground, making the room even more broken.

And the other party's sword almost brewed all its strength, and it sat on Yun Fangjing's body with a thousand overwhelming momentum, making the latter's lower body stable and unmoving, but it still moved backwards inch by inch.

Moreover, under such heavy pressure, the wound on Yun Fangjing's body was even more cracked, and sporadic sweat flowed into the wound, bringing Yun Fangjing an unbearable sense of pain, and the blood stains on his clothes became a little darker, and even a little blackened.

Smack!

Facing the heavy pressure, Yun Fangjing finally couldn't support it, and leaned back sharply above his waist, and his arm was also numb from the shock at this moment of hard work, and he tried his best to barely hold the sword in his hand. And the young man, with the blessing of his own strength, slashed across the top of Yun Fangjing with a sword, and the whole person also skimmed over Yun Fangjing.

Fortunately, it was he who collected his strength in time, and the residual strength on the spirit sword in his hand was whipped on the wooden board on the ground on the side, overturning it entirely, and he also took advantage of this lifted wooden plank to stand firmly less than two feet away from the wooden gate.

When the young man turned around, a white light instantly pierced his eyes, and then he also subconsciously retreated half a step back, but immediately after that, he also drew his sword suddenly. It's just that at the moment when the young man's sword came out, an unprecedented aura condensed and emanated from the sword body, and then one sword divided into several swords, but another sword was condensed, and the power instantly soared several times.

Seeing the situation, Yun Fangjing suddenly slashed his left arm across the void, holding both hands on the hilt of the sword, and then gathered all his attention to the sword body, and took another step under his feet, and put all his thoughts on the sword in front of him.

"Tiangang Sun!"