At this time, the sun had just climbed into the clouds, just like a boy of twelve or thirteen years old, who had a fiery heart, but had not yet emitted all his light and heat.

It's early in the morning, and the dawn is light, mixed with the morning wind, which brings a sense of comfort.

According to Miss Ye Xian, the most important thing to do at this time is to make a pot of tea, put a few desserts on the table, and it is best to have a beauty chair for her to lie on it, and slowly taste the fragrant tea.

And in such a beautiful early morning duel...... It's a terrible sight!

Still.

Looking at Xue Yao and Xiao Yezi's resentful and concerned eyes, Ye Xian was still defeated: "I'll help you watch it, if they are in danger, I will stop them." ”

The grateful gazes of the two made Ye Xian feel a little more comfortable, but what about that guy Xuanhu?

She raised her eyes and looked around, her brows couldn't help frowning, this guy wouldn't go to the Lost City by himself, would he?

Yun Lang walked in front of Duan Yue step by step, gradually ignoring everything that had nothing to do with Duan Yue, he had to go all out in this battle.

Before, he thought that he would be able to dominate under the seventh order with the advantage of his physical body, but it was not until he was standing in front of Duan Yue now that he felt the gap between himself and the other party, this did not refer to strength, if he only looked at the strength, he could indeed win under the seventh order. It was a kind of gap in his own momentum, he had felt this kind of pressure in the Nebula Mountain Mountain before, and today he finally understood the source of this pressure, thanks to the knowledge that Xue Yao had told him.

This momentum, this kind of pressure comes from Duan Yue's martial will! This is the will of a truly strong man, the will of only one person.

It is also the most fundamental difference between a seventh-order powerhouse and a seventh-order powerhouse.

If you comprehend it, you will turn into a butterfly, and if you can't comprehend it, you will be stillborn and stay on the threshold of the seventh order forever.

Duan Yue is already a person who is destined to become a seventh-order powerhouse.

Duan Yue may be far inferior to Yun Lang and Sky Wolf in terms of strength, but he is a more tricky existence for Yun Lang than Sky Wolf.

With the barge tail sword in his hand, a cool and mysterious aura suddenly entered his heart, and his turbulent mood slowly calmed down. Yun Lang was taken aback, and secretly said that he was lucky, if it weren't for the reminder of the tail sword, he would have been in chaos and defeated without a fight.

Duan Yue stared at Yun Lang's eyes that were gradually regaining clarity, and snorted coldly.

Yun Lang sighed again in his heart, just because of his mentality when he was facing the enemy, he lost more than one of the opponents.

But that's just it, between the two, there are absolute advantages and weaknesses, who wins and who loses, no one knows if they don't really fight.

Holding the tail in his hand, Yun Lang spit out the last breath of turbid air in his chest and abdomen. All the voices were gone, and the heavens and the earth were in opposition to each other. Yun Lang's heart gradually entered the realm of emptiness, which was his unexpected joy after the battle with the Heavenly Wolf, and it was also another reliance on him in addition to his physical strength.

A solemn look finally appeared in Duan Yue's eyes, but his mind was as solid as a rock, and even if Yun Lang immediately comprehended his martial will at this moment, he would not waver.

The two held each other for a long time, and the momentum around them continued to spread, and the invisible waves of qi set off gusts of fierce wind, and the grass and trees were hanging low.

An eagle roared from the sky, and the two of them moved at the same time.

One is a sword, the other is a sword. Knife and sword, one thunderous, one indomitable. The two swords struck each other, and the brilliant edge they brought up seemed to divide the two worlds.

With a blow back, Yun Lang's hand trembled slightly, and with the sword just now, he went all out, not daring to slack off. But he still underestimated the horror of Duan Yue, and the sword that had been cut out would suddenly lose its focus, as if it was slashed on cotton, but in the next moment, he was clearly stabbed by the other party.

Yun Lang originally wanted to fight hard with the other party, so that he could give full play to his advantage in strength, but Duan Yue had already expected it, and just one knife would negate Yun Lang's idea.

What's the problem?

There was no time to think about this problem, the sword light in front of him was as sharp as lightning, like thunder hanging from the sky.

The condensed earthy yellow spirit yuan pressed down like a mountain, and Yun Lang held the thunderous barge sword, miserable.

If it weren't for Yun Lang's own strength surpassing Duan Yue too much, he might have lost.

The whistling wind blew unceremoniously on Yun Lang's chest, and with a knife, Duan Yue did not stop, and a swift whip leg was already kicked.

The barge tail sword swung hard, swinging the long knife slightly, Yun Lang gritted his teeth, and jumped back with all his might, only to narrowly dodge the blow in the chest.

But before he could stand firm, a huge sword had already come in front of him. Yun Lang swung his sword in a bit of anger and smashed this sword that was not very powerful. There was a trance in front of him, and Duan Yue's calm and terrifying eyes were already reflected in Yun Lang's pupils.

He rushed to meet the attack, and he was in a hurry for a while.

But in a moment, Yun Lang was forced to fight back.

Chiba watched from the sidelines that Duan Yue had the upper hand, and couldn't help but show a surprised expression. But Xue Yao beside him exclaimed continuously, and the anxiety and worry in his eyes had turned into tears rolling in his eyes. So she immediately restrained her smile, and turned to worry about Xue Yao, and indirectly worried about Yun Lang, but she was happy for Duan Yue, and for a while, her expression was complicated, and her heart was also a mess.

Yun Lang knew that he might lose, and he knew that Broken Yue's strength might exceed his expectations, but he didn't expect to be pressed and beaten like this!

If he hadn't entered the realm of emptiness in advance, he had far more than ordinary sharp intuition and clear thinking, I am afraid that he would have been bruised all over his body.

Every blow from Duan Yue seemed to hit him where he was most uncomfortable, and he tried to fight back, but he always had nowhere to do it, and after some back and forth, he finally had time to perform the Cloud Trail Step.

Under Yunlang's feet flashed blue-purple thunder, emitting a mist of light, as if walking among the clouds.

Yun Lang's sudden outburst finally brought Duan Yue's attack to a slight pause. Yun Lang's heart was as clear as a mirror, and grasping this flaw was a fierce and fearless horizontal slash, still resisted by an inexplicable force, and this sword once again lost its due strength.

However, this had long been expected by Yun Lang, a sword was out, and the next moment he had already withdrawn his strength, and with the gap in the middle, his figure flickered, and finally left the attack range of Duan Yue.

There were bouts of soreness in the body, all caused by uneven exertion. Under Duan Yue's sword, every sword of his own is for defense, obviously he can't use his strength, but it will cause damage to his muscles, and that kind of depressed feeling is simply making people vomit blood.

Duan Yue looked coldly at Yun Lang who was hiding in the distance, his brown pupils were full of waves, but the words he said were extremely annoying: "What's the matter, you have to admit defeat?" ”

Yun Lang was angry at his words, but he knew that he would definitely lose if he continued like this, and he didn't want to take advantage of his words.

Yun Lang held the barge-tail sword in his hand in front of him, a pair of obsidian-like eyes were shining, and the sword was light, but he had been using it like a knife before, and he had not used the Cloud Breaking Sword Technique in the Tianyuan Imperial Thunder Method, and he was found to be flawed all of a sudden, no wonder he was so embarrassed.

The barge is indeed a heavy sword, but that is not the same as abandoning its light-hearted use as a sword. Light and heavy are a pair of relative concepts, for Yun Lang, the tail is not heavy, but the weight is appropriate, just to make it easy, but it is indeed extremely heavy, wielding it with a vicious wind, just its weight can play a role in hurting the enemy.

So when he used the barge tail sword, he subconsciously took advantage of this, but he didn't expect to lose the first battle, which also made him realize his mistake. This is thanks to Duan Yue.

The black tail of the lapel swept through the air like a black veil, and the original heaviness seemed to have never existed. It is like a flowing cloud above the blue sky, agile, elegant but not frivolous, as if bound by the flowing wind, only flying in the wind, not stained with the slightest dust.

When the clouds will be broken, but the clouds are simulated, the beginning of the cloud-breaking sword is the sword of the clouds, only a clear understanding of how the clouds flow, in order to keep up with the clouds, in order to "break the clouds".

The sword of the clouds, a total of three styles, drawing the sword, moving the sword, and the sword.

The horizontal sword on the chest, the foot on the cloud, is the sword drawing style. When it comes to drawing swords, all of them are drawn from the side, but the sword of the clouds is biased, starting with the chest of the horizontal sword. Such a starting style, even with Duan Yue's Rutan state of mind, he couldn't help but secretly say that it was strange.

The sword is a cloud trail, and the sword is still horizontal on Yun Lang's chest, but Yun Lang's people don't know when they have arrived in front of Duan Yue, just like the clouds in the sky, seemingly unmoved, but moving all the time.

The sword traveled in the clouds, and by the time Duan Yue reacted, Yun Lang's sword had already been drawn. Pull it out from your chest and to your side!

As soon as the sword came out, it brought an awe-inspiring wind, and Duan Yue bore the brunt of it, and he was actually urged by this sword wind to stagger forward.

The sword drawing style is called Liuyun, the sword is a cloud, and people are also clouds. The flowing clouds are backward and forward, but when they move forward, they are already a thundercloud that has been brewing for a long time.

The sword walks lightly, and at this time, the thunder!

Although Duan Yue had been on guard for a long time, the Sword of the Simulated Cloud was really surprising to him, seeing the Thunder Sword attacking, although his face was calm, his heart was extremely shocked. However, after all, he was a young man who had already comprehended his martial arts at the fifth order and was able to use it freely.

The horror in his heart flashed, he snorted coldly, and the spirit armor around his body was shocked, and above the twelve Xuan vein brilliance, one hundred and eight Xuan Qi stars were like clusters of golden yellow shining suddenly, and the spiritual light that spewed out of them turned into the shape of a mad lion in an instant.

The forward trend of his body had stopped, and the mad lion that rushed out collided with the attacking Thunder Sword, and the two were wiped out in an instant.

Yun Lang was startled by the lion shadow that suddenly burst out, he stood aside and exclaimed, "What is this!"

"Hmph, you haven't been able to comprehend the true meaning of martial arts!Naturally, you don't recognize what true intent condensation is!" Duan Yue replied proudly, his body had already burst out, and the appearance just now was already embarrassing to him, so he naturally wanted to find a way back from Yun Lang!

Yun Lang didn't think so, what kind of true intention condensation, it wasn't that he couldn't resist his sword!

But he didn't know that this was entirely because of the low realm of Duan Yue, but he had just opened up the one hundred and eight Xuanqi stars above the Xuan Vein, and he would be promoted to the fifth-order upper position, giving birth to a trace of spiritual sense, and he could not exert the true power of the true intent of the martial arts, if he changed to a real seventh-order powerhouse like Metatron, with just one True Intent Condensation attack, Yun Lang would lose half of his life.

Seeing Duan Yue attacking with a sword, Yun Lang was not afraid, and the barge tail sword was already full of thunder, and the thunderous light was like a cloud of mist.

After the flowing clouds is the clouds, which is the sword of the clouds, the method of moving the sword.

A purple thunder river, winding like a glow, brazenly stopped Duan Yue's footsteps.

-To be continued

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