Wei Wuji stood with his sword in his hand, and his momentum was like a mountain. This article is written by...... Starting

Ning Xiaochen was holding a double sword, and his cloak was scattered, like a ghost.

Neither of them spoke, confronting each other, the temperature around them dropped incredibly, and the bone-chilling chill condensed like ice that could not be dissolved.

Wei Wuji did not take it lightly because he succeeded in one move, on the contrary, the other party was holding dual swords, and the pressure on him was increasing. He knew that the next moment of his attack would be an earth-shattering attack, and he would know who would win and who would lose.

Ning Xiaochen's face was bloodstained, hideous and terrifying, and between the gaps where his hair hung down loosely, a pair of bloodshot eyes looked at Wei Wuji deadly. The twin swords in his hands danced lightly, and he made an attacking sword style, like a terrible ghost coming out of hell.

"I'm not going to kill anyone, but you dare to hurt me, and now I'm going to kill you!"

After Ning Xiaochen finished speaking, the female sword in his hand waved gently, and a set of small headwind swordsmanship slowly came out.

Immediately after, the sword in his other hand also danced in the air, using another set of swordsmanship.

"He was able to use two sets of swordsmanship at the same time! This kind of strength is really rare. ”

Wei Wuji looked at the other party's sword moves, and his heart was dark, "Looking at the sword moves, they are actually similar to the little headwind swordsmanship, but they are by no means the little headwind swordsmanship......"

Ning Xiaochen looked at Wei Wuji's solemn expression, and said proudly: "I told you to die today, I understand that this set of swordsmanship is the Great Headwind Sword Technique!

Everyone in the stands, someone had already recognized Ning Xiaochen's swordsmanship,

"This is a big headwind sword technique, Ning Xiaochen actually used two sword techniques at the same time!"

"The left hand is a small headwind swordsmanship, and the right hand is a big headwind swordsmanship, this is a dual-purpose ......"

"Big and small headwinds come out together, Wei Wuji has no chance......"

"This Ning Xiaochen is really a genius in swordsmanship, I think the qualifications are better than Wei Yijian!"

“......”

Nangong Jue, who was sitting on the side, saw the scene in the field and smiled, "Wei Wuji is doomed." ”

"I didn't expect this Ning Xiaochen to use two sets of swordsmanship at the same time, and when he grew up, he was an opponent. Nangong Meng nodded and said.

"Sister Meng, a little quadruple heaven, you think too highly of him. In martial arts cultivation, the higher you go, the more difficult it is to be promoted, and the promotion of each level is a lot of hard work. It is not so easy for Ning Xiaochen to get to this point with us. When he has the strength we have now, you and I will go to the next level. Nangong Jue said with a smile.

In the main stand, the three family owners stared at the ring and did not say a word.

Although Ning Xiaochen had the upper hand with both swords, the three family masters saw something else. Wei Wuji faced Ning Xiaochen without the slightest retreat, but stood upright, like a stubborn stone in the stormy waves.

Kill!!

Ning Xiaochen's momentum skyrocketed, with the big and small headwinds in his hand, and the sword style rose, covering the sky, and attacked Wei Wuji.

The sound of the typhoon was whistling, and the dust was flying, obscuring everyone's sight.

Facing Ning Xiaochen's male and female double swords, Wei Wuji's long sword posed in a sword style.

"Huh, this is, this is ......."

Ning Xiaochen suddenly felt a thrill in his heart, "This sword style...... Is it the second sword form of the Thirteen Swords Against the Wind?"

Without allowing him to think too much, Wei Wuji's long sword attacked closely, and the sword qi was vertical and horizontal, like an awl, embedded in Ning Xiaochen's double swords.

The offensive of the two collided together, and Ning Xiaochen seemed to hit the iron wall, his qi and blood rolled, and his body flew out upside down.

The large and small headwind swordsmanship are all derived from the thirteen swords of the headwind, and the power is not as good as the thirteen swords of the headwind.

With Ning Xiaochen's strength in the Four Heavens, although he could break through the first sword form, he couldn't resist the second sword style.

Wei Wuji reversed in an instant, breaking Ning Xiaochen's big and small headwind sword technique in one fell swoop.

Everyone was stunned, Nangong Jue, Nangong Meng, Wei Ziyan, and some family heads were all so shocked that their jaws were about to fall to the ground.

Everyone was silent, but the three heads of the family had different expressions.

Although Ning Xiaochen's swordsmanship was broken by Wei Wuji, Ning Jingtian seemed to be relieved, breathed a sigh of relief, and showed joy on his face.

Wei Qingyuan, the head of the Wei family, frowned darkly and sighed softly.

Nangong Xiong smiled, anyway, he didn't care about him, it was none of his business, he hung up high, and he was happy to watch the play.

On the ring, Ning Xiaochen spat out a mouthful of blood, his expression was much better, he stood up with his swords on the ground,

"Wei Wuji, if I'm not mistaken, this is probably your last trick. It's a pity, it's a pity, your strength is not enough, if you were the strength of the late stage of the Four Heavens, I would have fallen out of the ring a long time ago. The second sword style of the thirteen swords against the wind, the realm of Xiaocheng, you can work this set of swordsmanship, and cultivate to such a state, even if you are defeated by my hands, I will admire you. ”

As he spoke, Ning Xiaochen's two swords danced, the male sword pointed obliquely at the sky, and the female sword pointed obliquely at the earth.

The hilts of the two swords touched together, and Ning Xiaochen put on a strange sword pose, and his momentum rose sharply.

"Two swords in one, this is the Tianyuan Sword Technique! It seems to be a mid-grade martial art of the ground level. Nangong Meng couldn't help but exclaim softly.

"No, Sister Meng. ”

Nangong Jue looked at the ring, his face was also full of consternation, and for the first time in public, he raised an objection to Nangong Meng, "Some people say that Tianyuan Sword Technique should belong to the top-grade martial arts!

"It turns out that this Ning Xiaochen still has such a trick in his hand!"

"Wei Wuji is probably out of line......"

"Yes, the second sword style did not defeat Ning Xiaochen, it is estimated that he lost. ”

“......”

On the stands, everyone talked about it, as if the dust had settled, and the song was over, and the final curtain was seen.

In the ring, Wei Wuji looked at Ning Xiaochen and smiled lightly, "It's a pity, you guessed wrong, my special move is not the second sword style ......"

As soon as the words fell, Wei Wuji's momentum changed drastically,

Boom! Rising against the wind, dust rolled into the air, and between the two of them, a huge wind tunnel was formed.

Wei Wuji stood at one end of the wind tunnel, the long sword in his hand posing in a sword style, pointing at Ning Xiaochen from afar.

Looking through the wind tunnel, Ning Xiaochen saw the other party's sword style clearly, and sighed in his heart, "This is ...... Is it the third sword pose!?"

Wei Wuji didn't say anything, the long sword in his hand suddenly took off, passed through the wind tunnel of dust, and let out a sharp whistling sound, as if it was a practice, and flew towards Ning Xiaochen.

"Tian Yuan Starfall!"

Ning Xiaochen knew that this was the final blow, and he was defeated by the king, and he also used his sword skills with all his might.

The ring was filled with dust, like a meteorite from outside the sky, crashing down, stirring up dust, the ground trembled, and the ring cracked.

Whew!

The wind blows and the dust disperses.

Ning Xiaochen lay on the ground, and his two long swords fell to one side.

"You've lost!" Wei Wuji stood next to Ning Xiaochen with one hand on his head.

"Do it, you kill me. Ning Xiaochen was lying on the ground, his bones all over his body seemed to fall apart, and he felt difficult to even sit up.

"What are you doing to kill you? There's no good in killing you, I just have to win you. Wei Wuji stood up and stood proudly.

"Wei Wuji wins!!"

The notary public in the audience announced loudly, and several people next to him hurriedly came to the stage to save Ning Xiaochen.

In the main stand, the head of the family, Wei Qingyuan, couldn't help laughing when he saw Wei Wuji's final reversal, "Hehe...... Shocking brother, admit and concede. ”

"I didn't expect Wei Wuji to actually practice the third sword style of the Thirteen Swords Against the Wind, Brother Qingyuan, your family has another swordsmanship genius, congratulations. ”

Ning Jingtian's heart hurt a lot, but he still had to pretend to have a smile on his face, so that he could show the demeanor of the head of the family.

"Brother Qingyuan, congratulations on getting the Heavenly Rank Classics, your family's Wei Wuji has cultivated the third sword style, and his comprehension and perseverance are amazing, my family's Nangong Dou is ashamed of himself. Nangong Xiong also congratulated Wei Qingyuan.

The difficulty of cultivating the thirteen swords against the wind, Nangong Ambition understood in his heart that Wei Wuji could do it, and his strength was above Nangong Dou. As a cultivator, Nangong Xiong will not be ignorant of his martial arts heart, and his words are sincere.

Wei Qingyuan smiled, said a few words modestly, and returned the salute with a fist.

Although the three families had disputes with each other because of their heaven-level martial arts. But in the end, it is the world friends who have been passed down from generation to generation for thousands of years, supported together, and gone through thousands of years of wind and rain. So, when the dust settled, everything was relieved.

A competition, big ups and downs, and several reversals, can be described as thrilling.

The others were also stunned by Wei Wuji's sudden reversal.

"In this way, Wei Wuji's strength is indeed above that of the eldest brother. Nangong Meng sighed.

"The strength of the four heavens is nothing, and it will be difficult to say in the future. Nangong Jue returned to normalcy and said disdainfully.

"When I went back, I started the retreat, impacting the Sevenfold Heaven Realm. Seeing them working so hard and not working hard, I'm afraid it won't work. Nangong Meng stood up, his tone firm.

"I'm in the late stage of the Sixth Heaven now, and I also need to retreat and do penance, that damn Wei Yijian has already gone ahead, and now it's the realm of the Seventh Heaven. Nangong Jue sighed, feeling that he was not good.

Wei Ziyan looked at Wei Wuji in the ring blankly, and it took a long time to come back to his senses.

"Wei Wuji, I didn't expect you to come this far, I don't know how much ...... you have paid behind your back"

Wei Ziyan thought of the woman in the purple shirt again, and her maid Fluttershy. His fate began to change from that bottle of pill, and Wei Wuji also began to emerge from that time.

"The trajectories of both of us have changed because of the woman in the purple shirt, but I will always be ahead of you!"

Seeing Wei Wuji's cultivation speed, Wei Ziyan felt pressure, "I want to retreat and cultivate, this time I must be promoted to the Seventh Heaven!"

Not far from the ring, Wei Jing's face turned pale, and a feeling of powerlessness welled up in his heart.

He thought that he was not far from Wei Wuji, but now the gap between the two has suddenly widened. The huge gap in his heart made Wei Jing look at Wei Wuji, and he could only look up, as if looking up at his senior brother Wei Yijian.

Ji Xiaoxian looked at Wei Wuji, his eyes were unpredictable, as if he was looking at a cloud of fog.

Nangong Dou, Nangong Ba, Ning Yifei, Song Caisheng and others, seeing Wei Wuji's strength, could only sigh in their hearts