Without too much nonsense, and then people jumped into the ring at the same time. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Because they are both disciples of the Southern Realm, the two of them once had a battle when they were young monks in the Southern Realm, so they knew each other's level and did not relax.

However, after this battle, Hua Chixuan was still a little surprised, because Shui Qingtong's strength had improved a lot, at least forty percent more than when the young monks in the southern realm were fighting.

When Shui Qingtong finally showed the secret method of the earth's products, the secret shadow streamer, even Hua Chixuan was in a hurry, but in the end, Hua Chixuan still relied on his profound cultivation to defeat Shui Qingtong and win.

In the third scene, No. 5 cold and withered pine, and No. 6 responded to the snow situation.

Leng Kusong is dressed in white, simple and ordinary, but it can't hide the grandeur of his head, even if he doesn't say anything, there is also a wind and cloud around his body.

His eyes opened and closed, and there seemed to be a faint sword light flashing, which was obviously much stronger than the last time he fought against Li Han on the Doushen Stage.

Ying Xueqing was dressed in a soft black robe, silk hanging down, and the white jade sword box behind her was quiet, and a trace of cold sword intent was formed around her, like an ice edge.

"Please!"

"Please!"

The two of them didn't talk as much nonsense as Yan Xiechuan and Jing Kuye when they were fighting, Leng Kusong looked solemn, raised his hand and said.

But Ying Xueqing's expression was still the same, but her expression was slightly solemn, and she also spit out lightly and said a word.

Immediately, two sword lights rose at the same time.

In a thousandth of an instant, the sword lights of the two were intertwined.

The sword of the cold and withered pine, named 'Snow Qilin', is not in the normal sequence of famous weapons, but a rare flying sword.

The so-called flying sword is a sword that can fly out of the body and kill people in the air, and normally speaking, ordinary swords, although they can also attack from their hands, but once they get rid of their hands, it is difficult to take them back, and they do not work as well as flying swords.

This is the difference in the attributes of the sword, it is not that the sword is inferior to the flying sword, but the flying sword is a thing with a special material, which is indeed relatively rare.

The sword that responds to the snow is the famous sword Feixue, which is a high-grade famous weapon, and among the high-grade famous weapons, it is a rare treasure, which is naturally extraordinary.

As soon as the Flying Snow Sword came out, the temperature in the ring suddenly dropped by more than ten degrees, and the Flying Snow flashed, like a cold star, so fast that it was difficult to reach in an instant, and it was not inferior to the cold and withered pine Snow Qilin.

'Void Stegosaurus!'

Ying Xueqing pointed his finger, and the Flying Snow Sword was like a dragon out of the box, with a long roar, drawing a terrifying white stegosaurus phantom in the air, attacking towards the cold and withered pine Snow Qilin Flying Sword.

Leng Withered Pine did not move, his figure stood in place, his eyes closed, and his ten fingers seemed to be like flowers.

Above his head, the black ancient sword suddenly flashed with great light.

The secret legend of the Leng family, the first level of volley swordsmanship, the sword is in the sky!

"Ding!"

A crisp sword roar sounded, and the Snow Qilin Flying Sword and Ying Xueqing's famous sword Feixue collided together in midair, knocking out a spark, and then each groaned and flew back to the top of each other's heads.

Ying Xueqing's eyes lit up slightly: "Good swordsmanship." ”

The next moment, she held the sword in her hand, her body moved, and the whole person turned into a black rainbow, directly attacking the cold withered pine on the opposite side.

Flying swords need to be controlled with all their minds, and the physical body is the biggest weakness, but her flying snow is not a flying sword, although it can also be used like that, but it is not as convenient and powerful as directly engaging the opponent in close combat.

Seeing this, Leng Kusong seemed to know that the other party wanted to interrupt the control of the flying sword and catch him off guard.

However, there was no worried look on his face, and when Ying Xueqing flew three zhang in front of him, he was not in a hurry, his figure flashed, and the whole person seemed to move out of the distance of dozens of zhang and appeared on the other side.

Only an afterimage was left in the same place, and at the moment when the snow arrived, it broke like a bubble and disappeared.

The distance between the two widened again.

"What kind of body technique is this?"

Ying Xueqing's eyes flashed slightly, and she was a little stunned.

She hadn't seen the Leng family's shadow shifting technique, but Li Han had already experienced it, so she naturally knew that this technique was extraordinary.

And compared with before, the shadow shifting skill of the cold and withered pine is obviously many times stronger than a few years ago, and the speed is much faster.

Even Ying Xueqing's body style is difficult to compare.

"Void Shifting Sword!"

Leng Kusong seized the opportunity, his eyes flashed, his hands suddenly folded, and then he suddenly pointed outward.

The black ancient sword that was still above his head suddenly flashed, and then disappeared, and the next moment, it had already appeared in the center of Ying Xueqing's eyebrows.

The sword intent is like frost, and the eyebrows are cold.

Not only should the snow be affected, but even the cold in the audience, at this moment, I felt a sudden pain in my eyebrows, knowing the horror of this sword.

Li Han sighed secretly in his heart, fortunately, this time it was Ying Xueqing, if he was a bystander, he was only afraid of this sword, and he could already tell the winner.

Really.

Although this sword was extremely unexpected, and the speed was extremely fast, it had reached the point of void displacement, which was similar to the shadow shifting skill of the cold and withered pine, but it still couldn't break through Ying Xueqing's defense.

I saw her eyes flash, her feet retreated slightly, and with an extremely strange twist, the figure locked by the black ancient sword actually appeared behind the sword body.

Immediately, she raised her hand and patted it, and a simple sword order in her palm flashed, and the black sword shadow emitted by the cold withered pine shook suddenly, and then there was a wail, and the sword light suddenly dispersed and fell to the ground.

"Heavenly Sword Order?"

Li Han saw at this time that at some point, in Ying Xueqing's empty hand, there was already an extra sword-shaped token with a simple pattern, which was the Tongtian Sword Order.

He didn't expect that this order seemed ordinary, but it turned out that it could not only be used as a weapon, but also destroy the characteristics of the sword spirit. With just this blow, the cold and pine flying sword snow qilin has lost its spirituality for at least a few years, and it is difficult to make up for it.

In the distance, when he saw that his flying sword was slapped by a strange token from the other party, his aura was shattered in an instant, and he fell to the ground, and the connection with himself was suddenly suspended.

The flying sword is a natal thing, and the spirit, the blood has a great connection, usually like the arm of the fingers, flying to kill the enemy is unsatisfactory, far more than the sword.

But once it is shot down by others, the host's injuries are far beyond ordinary swords, and the mind and will will also suffer some trauma, which is extremely difficult to recover.

Leng Kusong hurriedly sat down cross-legged, regardless of the fact that this was on the ring, and he used his mind to sense the flying sword that intersected with his own life, but found that the snow qilin, which was usually easy to control, had a slight connection at this time, and sensed that the other party's breath was extremely dim, and his face couldn't help but turn pale again.

If he loses this battle, it will be nothing, but if his Snow Qilin is injured because of this, then his loss will be great.

"Soul Blood Sacrifice!"

Suddenly, Leng Kusong bit the tip of his tongue and suddenly spurted out a large mouthful of essence blood. It was like a plum blossom, blooming around him, instantly dyeing him red in white, but he didn't care about it.

"Flying sword, receive!"

With a soft drink, finally, the pitch-black ancient sword in the distance trembled again and moved.

The cold and withered pine eyebrows kept beating, like a little dragon trying to break free from it, his face became more and more pale, and correspondingly, his aura also decreased sharply.

If Ying Xueqing wants to make a move at this time, as long as he strikes lightly, the cold withered pine will be defeated.

But seeing this scene, for some reason, Ying Xueqing stayed in place, his face was a little solemn, he looked at Leng Kusong, did not attack, and let him try to keep in touch with his flying sword.

I don't know how long it took, but the whole audience was so quiet that it could be heard falling a pin, or it was just a moment.

Suddenly.

"Buzz!"

There was a soft roar, and finally, the black sword snow unicorn that fell to the ground finally trembled and flew up, and with a circle of cold and withered hands, the black sword seemed to be dragging thousands of catties of boulders, and finally flew back to him.

Leng Kusong spewed out a mouthful of essence blood on the black sword again, and the black sword suddenly shone brightly, and the spirituality that was originally defeated by the Ying Xue Qing Tongtian Sword Order seemed to be back, and it was more prosperous than usual.

"Use essence blood to sacrifice the sword, after this time, this black sword is afraid that it will not be five or six years old, and it will be difficult to recover its peak. ”

Ying Xueqing's eyes flashed slightly, but he still stood motionless, quietly watching the cold withered pine Shi Wei.

Finally, Leng Kusong opened his eyes.

His eyes were no longer as bright as usual, they seemed to be a little dim, and there was a trace of black gas, obviously squirting two mouthfuls of essence blood, which was also a heavy blow to him.

He raised his head, glanced at Ying Xueqing on the opposite side complicatedly, didn't get up, and suddenly said, "Miss Ying, why didn't you do it just now?"

Obviously, he also understands how dangerous his actions just now are.

If he changed to another one, he was only afraid that he would be seriously injured at this moment, or he would fall directly under the ring.

If it was a battle of life and death, he would not even be able to live at this moment.

But Ying Xueqing didn't do that, she didn't take the victory at her fingertips, but let it be done by herself, recalled her sword, and urged the forbidden secret method, her strength at this time was far beyond the ordinary.

Although it was only a moment of splendor, at this time, I also reached the peak of my life.

He had never tried to be so strong.

Ying Xueqing glanced at him, and there was still no fluctuation in his eyes like ice and snow, quiet as a river.

"Ying Xueqing never takes advantage of people's danger. I see that you are not in good shape, how about it, this battle, do you want to continue?"

"Huh!"

Hearing this, Leng Kusong suddenly coughed sharply, and then a strange smile appeared on his face.

"Famous disciples, it's really different. ”

He looked at Ying Xueqing, and suddenly said, "Originally, I should have lost this battle." But at this point, I still want to give it a try!"

"Because I still have a sword, and I haven't used it. Ten years of sharpening a sword, the frost blade has not been wiped, I have practiced for several years before I succeeded, I originally thought that I could shine in this young monk of the Five Realms, but I didn't expect to die before I got out of the school, originally I thought that I would not have the opportunity to use this sword!"

"But since Miss Ying gave me this opportunity, although I knew that I would fail, I still wanted to give it a try, but I don't know if Miss Ying would be willing to give Leng this opportunity. ”

His eyes suddenly lit up, unprecedentedly bright, scorching, quietly looking at Ying Xueqing opposite, with a hint of longing and a hint of prayer in his eyes.

The gloomy look just now disappeared, and the black silk inside also disappeared, as if it had never appeared.

On the Flying Snow Sword in Ying Xueqing's hand, the sword light lit up again, and her eyes were clear, like stars.

"Why not?"

She laughed for the first time, the cold face, laughed, but everyone in the ring lost their color.

"It looks like a very powerful sword, I want to see it even more, please!"

After speaking, he bowed slightly, raised his body forward, and the flying snow sword in his hand was horizontal in front of him, making an inviting gesture, but it had already pushed the defense to the extreme.

"Ahem, okay, thank you Miss Ying for giving Leng this opportunity. No matter what the result of this sword is, this battle is considered Leng Mou's loss. ”

Leng Kusong coughed a few times again, a trace of flushing flashed across his face, and it seemed that he couldn't suppress the injuries in his body, but the fighting intent on his body was getting stronger and stronger.

He still didn't stand up, and the black sword snow qilin, which had returned to its full state, lay across his knees, silently motionless.

He said quietly: "But this sword, I don't want anyone to forget!"

Then the next moment, Leng Kusong bloomed on his body, and a terrifying sword momentum bloomed through the sky. Even the wind and clouds in the sky seem to tremble and tremble because of this sword.

Under the ring, Li Han had already felt it, and his eyes widened.

"Could it be that he has already cultivated to that point...... Could it be ......"

I can't finish thinking about it.

In the ring, Leng Kusong had already chanted clearly: "The secret of the Leng family, the sword technique of volleying, the fourth 'one sword into a hundred', please advise the girl!"

The words fell, and a strange layer of holy light appeared on Leng Kusong's face.

Then, the black ancient sword that had been standing still on his lap suddenly flew up with a "buzz", and at an extremely fast speed, it was divided into two, two into four, four into eight, eight into sixteen, and sixteen into thirty-two......

In the end, there were three hundred and sixty-five black long swords, spanning the void, with sword intent, and at the same time pointing diagonally at Ying Xueqing on the opposite side.

......

ps: second update.