Let's say that the three people who were fighting in the arena suddenly separated, and each stood on one side of the altar in a triangular pattern. Mu Xingye and Lang Xiaoqi were relatively close to each other, and both of them were looking at Fu Enqiu on the opposite side.

Fu Enqiu had a sword in his hand, quietly waiting for Lang Xiaoqi to perform his swordsmanship.

Lang Xiaoqi roamed the continent by himself in the realm of the Great Grandmaster, leaving behind many names. is well-known by the major forces for the title of ruthless swordsman. However, just when his fame was at its peak, he suddenly hid his traces, making such a swordsmanship master admired by many martial artists gradually only exist in rumors. No one knows what is going on in this secret.

Lang Xiaoqi's fame is all due to his exquisite swordsmanship. According to legend, Lang Xiaoqi's ancestors lived by the sea east of the Nanyue Empire for generations. There was once an ancestor who watched the momentum of the waves and realized a set of extremely strong wave swordsmanship. Once this set of swordsmanship is used, it is really like a huge wave in the sea, wave after wave, and the power of the sword moves is superimposed layer by layer, and the power is extremely terrifying.

Lang Xiaoqi has his ancestors in the shade, and his own qualifications and understanding are excellent, and he has practiced this set of swordsmanship to perfection, and even far more than his ancestors. At least, this has always been Lang Xiaoqi's greatest wish in life.

"He has been hidden for so many years, I don't know how far this set of swordsmanship has been practiced, I am really looking forward to it!" Fu Enqiu muttered to himself, his eyes shining slightly.

"Your Excellency is optimistic!" Lang Xiaoqi finished gathering momentum, and his eyes shone with confidence.

Fu Enqiu's face turned grim, and the sound of waves was faintly heard in his ears. Before the move is made, the sound comes first.

"It's amazing, come on!" Fu Enqiu looked forward to it.

"Break!" Lang Xiaoqi shouted softly, and the long sword in his hand drew a dazzling sword light, slashing angrily. The moves are rolling, the waves are rolling.

This sword slashing momentum, the move looks mediocre, even a beginner sword practitioner can use it. However, the momentum and strength contained in it must be practiced diligently for many years.

"Okay!" Fu Enqiu exclaimed, the long sword was unsheathed, and a sword light greeted him. His sword move is also extremely simple, but the sound of the clear spirit and the extremely fast sword speed in a flash are all breathtaking.

Wind against waves...

Fu Enqiu used swordsmanship like the wind, and he used the swordsmanship of the waves that Shanglang Xiaoqi had been famous for a long time.

Mu Xingye's figure retreated slightly, and he gathered together with the Shadowless Sect Golden Character Martial Artists who had withdrawn from the battle circle before, and quietly watched the duel between the two swordsmanship masters in the field.

"It turns out that the person who has been following the door master is actually a famous ruthless swordsman, which is really unexpected. A sword-wielding golden-lettered warrior muttered to himself, a little obsessive in his eyes.

Mu Xingye's face was slightly gloomy, and he looked at the battle in the field.

The sword moves are on the top, and there is a faint sound of wind coming out, and it seems to be the sound of the waves... It's hard to tell the difference.

Lang Xiaoqi condensed slightly, and after gathering momentum slightly, another sword light was swung out. This sword light was obviously a little stronger than before.

The corners of Fu Enqiu's mouth curled slightly, and a sword light swung out. His move is extremely awkward, the speed seems to be extremely fast, and it seems to be extremely slow, and it seems to be sometimes fast and sometimes slow.

All the warriors seemed to want to applaud, but when they looked at the door master standing in front of him with a somewhat blue face, they all swallowed back.

But despite this, it can't dispel everyone's desire for strength and the strong.

The two sword lights met in mid-air, and then disappeared into nothingness.

"Go!" Lang Xiaoqi let out another soft shout, and a huge horse sword swung out from the long sword in his hand. With the sound of rolling waves, it seemed to drown the white-clothed young man opposite.

Fu Enqiu's eyes froze, and he drew three swords in a row, and the three sword lights were in no particular order, and they went straight to meet the huge sword light training.

Visually speaking, it is undoubtedly Lang Xiaoqi's sword light that is even better, vast and unstoppable.

And the three swords that Fu Enqiu struck out were like a breeze that was about to be swept away by the angry waves, and they were not on the same level at all.

But the truth is always a bit unexpected.

I saw that the three breezy sword lights cut into the huge training, and forcibly cut this mighty angry wave into three parts.

It's like a sharp reef standing in the sea, no matter how strong the waves are, you will only be divided.

The training disappeared, and the field fell silent for a while. Mu Xingye took a slight breath, and had a deeper understanding of the strength to deal with enmity and hatred in his heart.

He turned his head to look at the warriors behind him, his eyes wandering. All the warriors looked at him, then turned to the field, and swallowed their saliva unconsciously.

Mu Xingye Huo turned his head, looked at the field, and muttered in his mouth: "No matter how strong your strength is, there are countless masters of my Shadowless Sect gathered here, and if you want to take away the magic sword, it is still wishful thinking." ”

There may be martial arts masters in the world who single-handedly break through the army, but Mu Xingye is very sure that at least the current Fu Enmity does not have this strength.

"Your Excellency's swordsmanship is really amazing!" From the very beginning, Lang Xiaoqi did not despise the white-clothed young man in front of him in the slightest.

Fu Enqiu's expression remained unchanged, and he replied: "The Stacked Waves Sword Technique is really extraordinary. But if that's all there is, it doesn't seem to be enough!"

"Hehe, Your Excellency is looking at it. In Lang Xiaoqi's tone, he was still extremely confident. This confidence comes from his years of cultivation and speculation.

Lang Xiaoqi stared into the air, the long sword swung out again and again, and there was a faint sound of rapid rain, the sound was small at first, but it was rapidly increasing.

I saw Lang Xiaoqi, who was standing quietly, his body moved suddenly, and the long sword slashed into the air, and another sword light suddenly appeared, heading straight for Fu Enqiu.

Fu Enqiu was slightly stunned, this sword light was not as magnificent as the previous sword in terms of momentum, but it seemed more restrained.

But he didn't underestimate this sword light in the slightest. I saw his long sword dancing, and the sword light that he swung out seemed to form layers of barriers in the air, resisting the sword light.

Not surprisingly, the first, second, and third paths, the sword light passed through the three layers of barriers one after another, and was wiped clean by the fourth sword light swung by Fu Enqiu.

Fu Enqiu's posture of drawing out the sword is pleasing to the eye, and his movements are gentle, as if he does not have the slightest strength. But it was such a weak sword light that made the opponent's fourth sword disappear invisibly.

The realm of the two of them is so high, except for Ye Wuhui, who is wrapped in white light, I am afraid that only the shadowless door master Mu Xingye who is standing on the side can get a glimpse of the clues.

But only a glimpse of the clues can be seen.

"Such ingenious swordsmanship, it can actually form a sword light barrier and wear out my fourth sword, admire and admire!" Lang Xiaoqi seemed to be extremely respectful of dealing with enmity and hatred, and he was extremely respectful in his words.

"Come on, let me see your fifth sword. Fu Enqiu's heart rose with pride, and he waited for it.

"This move, Your Excellency must not be underestimated. Lang Xiaoqi thought in his heart, although the power of the previous four moves gradually increased, it was far less than the fifth move. Stacking Waves Swordsmanship, the more you go to the back, the more powerful it will increase exponentially, of course, if you want to learn it, it is also extremely difficult.

Lang Xiaoqi finished his words and fell silent silently. I saw that his robe was windless, and the momentum emitted from his body was also increasing rapidly. Fu Enqiu's eyes never left him, and he was naturally waiting for him at this time.

"Break!" Lang Xiaoqi shouted, his body bowed slightly, and the long sword in his hand stabbed straight out, and a sword light gushed out from the sword body, as if the first wave under the hurricane, rolling forward.

This sword was not fast, and it was even a little slow, and it slowly rushed towards Fu Enqiu. But that momentum is really overwhelming.

The reef of Fu Enqiu will also be shattered and submerged under this huge wave.

For a moment, Fu Enqiu was also shocked by this momentum, but only for a moment. I saw his body spin, and the long sword in his hand swung out a sword light horizontally, which was more like being thrown out by him.

As soon as the sword light came out, it rose against the storm, carrying a violent wind and thunder breath, and swept straight towards the waves.

Fu Enqiu finally stopped being so indifferent and used his true strength.

The two sword lights met in an instant, rubbed together, and made a roaring sound. It's like a great wave against a thunderstorm.

"Legend has it that when the realm reaches a certain level, you can summon the power of wind and thunder, rain and waves, mountains and rivers, and use it for your own use..."

Mu Xingye looked at the two people fighting in the field, his heart fluctuated, and he couldn't help but take a hard breath.

Although he was not in the aura of the two of them, his realm was not low, and he could naturally feel the surging sword intent in it. Looking at the young man in white, who was less than twenty years old, he couldn't help but feel a lot of jealousy.

"Why does he have such strength at such a young age? Why is this happening?" He had too many whys in his heart, but unfortunately, no one could answer for him at this time.

There was some depression in Mu Xingye's eyes, but then it was replaced by fear and determination. It is his duty to guard the magic sword, although he is the head of a major sect, but everything he has is also given by others, he is just a subordinate. If you don't do well, then your own fate... Mu Xingye didn't dare to think about it.

The roar in the field disappeared, and Lang Xiaoqi covered his chest with one hand with a wry smile on his face.

Fu Enqiu took a slight step and said, "You seem to have been injured before, otherwise your move would not be so powerless and hastily ended." As far as I expected, this move is not your strongest move, is it?" Fu Enqiu talked eloquently, as if he was looking forward to it.

"Your Excellency's expectation is good. Hey, it's a pity, I didn't expect that Your Excellency is less than ten years old, but you have such profound swordsmanship attainments. Even if I'm not hurt, I'm afraid I'm no match for you. Your Excellency's swordsmanship, I can't learn it. Hey..."Lang Xiaoqi sighed, his face a little bitter. Seeing that he didn't say a word about the reason for his injury, Fu Enqiu expected that there must be pain that he didn't want to mention. Although he was victorious, he had nothing to be happy about.

"Concession. As soon as Fu Enqiu gave up, it was the end of this competition.

There was silence in the field, Mu Xingye hesitated for a while, took a step forward, and said loudly: "Your Excellency, I know that your swordsmanship skills are extremely profound, but Mu has the responsibilities of Mu, and the shadowless door has the responsibilities of the shadowless door. Let me ask you again, are you handing over the magic sword or not?"

Mu Xingye is difficult to ride a tiger at the moment, and this magic sword is also in the center. The magic sword was so important, so important that his entire Shadowless Gate was just used to guard the magic sword.

If it is exchanged for any other treasure, he can wave his hand and let the other party take it, but the magic sword cannot.

All the masters of the Shadowless Sect obviously also know their own responsibilities, and although they are afraid of the other party's strength, they cannot retreat. There was a determined look on their faces, and they waited intently.

Fu Enqiu frowned slightly, he looked up at Mu Xingye, and then looked at the expressions of the masters of the Shadowless Sect, and knew in his heart that he would definitely not be good this time.

Obediently hand over the magic sword, that is impossible. But this time there are many enemies, even if his swordsmanship is monstrous, and he is stronger in a few realms, it will be for nothing.

Fu Enqiu turned his head to look at Ye Wuhui, who was wrapped in white light behind him, and said, "Brother Ye, I still expect to talk about swords with you in the future, you and I don't want to die here!" He paused slightly, and said with a bitter face: "If you don't come out again, I'm afraid my brother will have to explain here first." ”

"Well, hand over the magic sword, I promise to let you go safely. If you rely on your strength and don't hand over the magic sword... Hmph, let me tell you, this place has been surrounded by my shadowless gate like an iron bucket, and the water cannot be drained. Even if you have the ability to go against the sky, you don't want to go out. Mu Xingye reminded again, obviously the meaning was already very clear, the magic sword he had to stay, but he also didn't want to be hostile to Fu En.

Fu Enqiu smiled slightly, feeling the scroll tied to his back, and the magic sword was lying quietly in it. He was slightly silent, and then said, "Master Shepherd, I appreciate your kindness. However, the magic sword is related to me, and I have to take it with me. His voice gradually became cold, and he said slowly: "If you want to stop the Shadowless Gate, then it's no wonder that my subordinates are ruthless." ”

"What, there is fate, there is *** fate!" Mu Xingye couldn't bear it anymore and scolded loudly.

Fu Enqiu's eyes suddenly burst into light, staring at Mu Xingye tightly, full of extremely strong killing intent.

At this time, the atmosphere of the underground altar has reached the point of tension.

PS: To be continued.