On the high platform of the competition, there were suddenly two strong fighting intentions, and the breeze that slowly approached the two of them was also under the impact of this fighting intent, which instantly turned into a cold wind and spread out.

The constant words from the stands became intermittent in the midst of this strong wind, and did not affect the battle that the two were about to start in the slightest.

Feeling the powerful aura emerging from the other party's body, Rao is Ming Wushuang had seen Chen Ziyan's true strength several times, and at this moment, he still had a throbbing in his heart.

The jade hand flipped over, a light and spiritual long sword appeared in his hand, trembling slightly, a cloud of pale cyan wind rolls, is rapidly hovering around the long sword, in that slow movement, Ming Wushuang's momentum is also constantly rising, in just a moment, has reached the realm of transformation!

That fierce aura, combined with the spread of sword qi, formed a natural barrier in front of Ming Wushuang's body, and occasionally a sword qi stretched out from the barrier and shot to the ground, and on the hard high platform, a clear trace was suddenly drawn.

The sword body immediately moved upward, and finally pointed at Chen Ziyan from afar, under the illumination of the sun, the sword light was extremely cold!

"Very good strength!" Chen Ziyan's eyes narrowed slightly, this Ming Wushuang deserved to be the best disciple of the Luoxia Sect in the past three hundred years, with the support of the huge environment, his strength was much stronger than that of Murong Yan and others.

The breath spreads, causing the sound of space to whistle stronger and stronger, and anyone who is a little closer to the high platform can feel the chill in the breath....

"Two years ago, I wanted to fight with you, but I was not sure in my heart, so I made a two-year covenant, so that in two years, I could make a few steps of cultivation and fight with you. ”

Ming Wushuang was slightly stunned, and continued: "And the fact is also true, with you pressing on your head, in the past two years, the improvement of strength, even I am surprised, however, since you came to Emperor Wing City, several battles have made me see clearly, no matter how hard I try, it seems that this life will always be subservient to you." In fact, what can you do if you are not convinced, strong is strong, but today, I will still do my best to fight with you and let you know that my Luoxia Sect has been able to stand for thousands of years, and it is not all due to luck. ”

The words were extremely gentle, but in everyone's ears, the meaning of the words was very clear, and they were also high-spirited!

Chen Ziyan's eyes tightened slightly, and the petite body on the opposite side seemed to become much blurred in an instant, and a layer of ripples that could not be seen with the naked eye burst out from Ming Wushuang's body, at this moment, a stronger aura erupted from the latter's body, and the sword light was cold, and it was already beyond measure!

"Let's fight!" With a soft shout, Ming Wushuang's figure moved, fluttering like a fairy descending to earth, the long sword waved, bringing up cold frost to fill the void, a bright sword flower floated in front of Chen Ziyan's body in an instant, and in a short moment, the long sword was awe-inspiring, piercing out of the sword flower, and piercing the latter's chest!

The speed is as fast as a shadow, the long sword can break the mountain, this sword has made countless onlookers applaud, even Ming Sen, who has been gloomy in the stands, is also showing a smile at this moment, Ming Wushuang at this moment, even if it is not as good as Chen Ziyan who made a big fuss in the Luoxia Sect, but if it is time to say, carefully cultivate, shoulder this huge sect alone, it must be possible.

The long sword was like light, and it came suddenly, Chen Ziyan carried his hands behind his back, stepped lightly on the soles of his feet, and his body retreated quickly, and the long sword was like a shadow, never half an inch away from his chest.

"The wind is whirling!"

Seeing this, Ming Wushuang drank coldly, and above the tip of the sword, the wind gathered, and the delicate sword flower quickly burst open, turning into a fierce sword qi, and then shot out, with the current speed, it was already impossible for the other party to dodge!

"Ding!"

In the crisp voice, the white fan in Chen Ziyan's hand was quickly retracted, folded into a sword, and met the trajectory of the opponent's long sword, and it was lightningly clicked, and with a light touch, a huge momentum forced Ming Wushuang to retreat again and again.

With a straight face, Ming Wushuang didn't have too much surprise in her expression, because she had long known that the gap between the two sides was huge, so when her body retreated, the long sword in her hand pointed at the void again and again, and an invisible ripple surged, forming a huge storm in front of her.

Forcing Ming Wushuang back, Chen Ziyan did not attack, but waited quietly on the spot like an idler, as if this battle had nothing to do with him.

Ming Wushuang's face was cold, and he drank coldly: "What, if you want to find out the advanced martial arts of the Luoxia Sect from me?"

Chen Ziyan couldn't deny a smile, but he still didn't act.

Ming Wushuang bit lightly, and after a while, he still flashed up, Chen Ziyan could be strict, but she couldn't, under the mutual traction of the qi of the two sides, her strength was originally inferior to the other party, if she hesitated, it would be easier to lose.

As soon as he thought of this, the advancing body suddenly stepped on the ground with the soles of his feet, and countless subtle cracks spread horizontally, and a huge force supported Ming Wushuang's body and jumped into the air like lightning, with the long sword in his hand, and in an instant, the light was great.

"Ten Thousand Shadows Sword Glow!"

Everyone saw that a long sword was like raindrops, and around Ming Wushuang's body, countless sword shadows appeared in a fan-shaped shape, and a group of fierce breaths suddenly covered the sky, and bursts of piercing sound of breaking the air sounded closely!

"Whoosh!"

Like a gust of rain, ten thousand long swords came from the sky, and the huge momentum alone has made others feel terrified, and there are sword shadows all over the sky, and in a few breaths, they are like thunderbolts forcing the figures below.

Looking at the attack that had become a rain of swords, Chen Ziyan no longer had a trace of contempt in his heart, even if Ming Wushuang's strength was not as good as his, this martial art was extraordinary, just this momentum, so that the latter against a master who was one or two levels higher than her, and also had the strength to defeat, he never forgot that he was able to be safe and sound in the hands of strong enemies several times, and the biggest reliance was also because of super martial arts in hand.

As soon as the body moved, it turned into a white light, and the huge vitality energy surged, instantly forming an energy protection outside the body, and the white fan spread out horizontally, with a lightning speed, drawing a fierce wind in front of the body.

"Dingding!"

A series of sound of gold and iron intersecting with the real surname, resounding on the high platform endlessly, everyone can see with the naked eye, in the process of the collision between the sword shadow and the white fan, there are countless bright sparks in the space, under this rendering, a battle, there is a bit of aesthetic artistic conception.

Seeing that under the ten thousand swords, Chen Ziyan was still so relaxed, and Ming Wushuang, who was in mid-air, also had a very solemn face, he had already known his strength, but he didn't expect that he was so strong, he bit his silver teeth, and turned around at the moment, and in an instant, it was like a wisp of wind, lightly involved in the remaining sword shadows.

Chen Ziyan's eyes narrowed, the soles of his feet stomped on the ground, and his body suddenly rushed out, and sword shadows shot around him, all of which were under a powerful force, and the air flow that was shocked into an invisible quickly dispersed.

A moment later, the white shadow paused, and the white fan struck out like lightning, and the direction it pointed in was the place where Ming Wushuang's body disappeared into the sword shadow!

"Ten thousand swords are one, and the wind is above the world!"

As the words fell, in the void, Ming Wushuang's body seemed to exist in the vast ocean, and the energy between heaven and earth, under the stirring of this tide, suddenly boiled like boiling water in a pot, and the pale cyan energy ripples poured out from her body, and quickly spread to the sword shadows, and suddenly, countless sword shadows seemed to be pulled away, and ran wildly towards a place!

In the time of about half a ring, a big sword several zhang long appeared like a hideous appearance, and Ming Wushuang floated behind the big sword, her face was extremely pale, obviously for this, she also spent her whole life to use it!

"Go ahead!"

With a soft snap, the big sword moved violently, and with an extremely strong oppressive surname, it stabbed fiercely at the white figure not far away.

"Purple Thunder Slash!"

On the white fan, the silver light stretched out, moving instantly, like the body of a dragon, rushing towards the big sword.

"Peng!"

The thunderous sound shook all the people under the high platform, and in the impact, the surrounding void immediately became blurred, and then showed a distorted appearance, the wind howled, and the powerful shock wave hidden in it was scattered rapidly, hitting every space.

"Bang bang!"

The layer of energy fluctuations shrouded in the high platform, under this impact, you can immediately see that the void space, as if a person has been hit with a punch, and several places have appeared in a concave shape!

You must know that this layer of energy fluctuations is set up by the elders of the Luoxia Sect, and the power is so great that you can imagine....

The hard high platform, also under the impact of this fierce energy, spread out a subtle crack, and then, the crack expanded rapidly, and finally covered the entire high platform, which was shocking!

A powerful attack, after a few seconds, a figure shot back from the chaos, and a stream of blood sprayed down at the same time.

"Ming Wushuang, she lost!"

Bursts of whispers sounded quietly, for this result, everyone was not surprised, Chen Ziyan's strength was originally placed there, in the Yaoyue Dynasty, no one in the younger generation could win him, a person who was only eighteen years old, who had just stepped from a teenager to a young man, was able to do this, although it was envious, but he also had to admire, but what made many young masters sigh was that from beginning to end, Chen Ziyan only made a move, that is to say, the young master of the dignified Luoxia Sect, in his hands, was not the enemy of one move!

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