He is as gentle as water, standing still on the water, not handsome facial features, sharp and restrained, as if he is integrated with the entire Jiulong Lake.

The Tao is natural, and the knife is like the Tao, just like a treasure knife that goes with the flow.

Rub!

The space in front of you is folded, and the mountains and rivers are hazy and blurred.

A white figure, in the far distance, took a step, and the next moment stood on the surface of the lake, facing Wen Ziran thousands of meters away.

Ying Qiong's gaze immediately shifted away, and the look in her eyes was full of brilliance.

"Xiao Chen is here!"

"It's finally here, and the sun is about to go down if it doesn't come again. ”

"Hehe, now that we are in the same vein as a Xuanyu swordsman, we are a swordsman, and the battle between today's two top rising stars will definitely give us a feast for our eyes. ”

Xiao Chen's appearance finally made people breathe a sigh of relief, otherwise a long-awaited duel would be in vain, and everyone would feel a pity.

"Sorry for the delay, I'm late. Xiao Chen glanced at Wen Ziran and said apologetically.

"It's not too late before sunset. How about a knife first?"

Wen Ziran's temperament is like water, but his personality is indeed extremely decisive, he does not drag his feet and water, he is energetic and neat, and he is ready to start a duel immediately when he comes.

From a certain point of view, they are extremely similar to Xiao Chen, they are both people who don't like nonsense.

Xiao Chen nodded, indicating that he had no objection.

The right hand of the two of them was quietly held on the hilt of the knife at the same time.

At this moment, the momentum on the two of them changed suddenly. Their respective edges, at this moment, exploded with a bang.

Thousands of blades intertwined, resounding above the vast lake, and the sonorous sound did not stop.

Thousands of water columns containing infinite sword intent rushed into the sky above the surface of the lake, soaring into the clouds.

The bright light of the sun lit up, and Moon Shadow and Luo Shui unsheathed their right hands at the same time, and moved forward like meteors.

The atmosphere of the great war came suddenly.

No one expected that the two would be so decisive that they started a duel without a word of nonsense.

Than the knife, what is than the knife.

Swordsmen are no strangers to this, to put it simply, they pull out their knives in an instant. The moment they collide in the air, whoever gets their sword knocked off loses.

It seems to be a simple action, but it contains too many points, momentum, cultivation, will, sword soul, the angle of the knife, the grasp of the environment, and their understanding of the knife technique.

If you make a slight mistake, you will fall into the downwind in the sword.

In addition to all of the above, there is another very important factor, which is the knife itself.

An ordinary knife and a famous knife of the highest grade, under the collision, it is self-evident who has more advantage.

In the case that the strength and talent of both sides are close, many times, it is the knife itself that determines the outcome of the competition.

Seeing Xiao Chen without hesitation, he agreed to Wen Ziran's request to compare the sword, and outside the white clouds, many martial artists who watched were all taken aback.

In the Xuan Domain, who doesn't know that Wen Ziran's Luoshui Knife was personally created by Wu Xiaotian, the sword king. The materials used and all the effort were all directed towards the Divine Soldier List.

Although he is only a sub-divine soldier now, as long as he advances to the divine soldier, he will enter the divine soldier list strongly. Become one of the top ten divine soldiers in the world, containing divine power, comparable to Hongmeng Dibao.

The famous sword Luoshui is well-known in all directions, and I don't know how many old warriors have been cut down by this knife over the years. I don't know how many treasures were cut in half by Luo Shui.

On the Sword Sect List Competition, Wen Ziran took this knife and killed eight great grandmasters, ranking among the top ten in the Sword Sect List, which pushed the prestige of this knife to a peak.

"This Xiao Chen is so arrogant, he really dares to compete with Wen Ziran. ”

"It's a pity, I was still looking forward to this battle, but now it's not much to look forward to. ”

"Your own knife can't work, just say it directly, why bother holding on. With Wen Ziran's character, he will definitely give up the knife competition, and both sides will use the same quality of knife to fight. ”

"That's it, I still want to go to the king ceremony, I don't think it's better to be embarrassed. ”

"Hehe, whatever, it's just that I bought Wen Ziran to win. ”

"Yes. ”

Rumors spread, and many swordsmen expressed their pity.

I don't blame them for their one-sided remarks, just because of Luo Shuidao's fame, which has been too prosperous in the Xuan Domain all these years.

Jiu Ye's ears are sensitive, and when he listens to the remarks of the Quartet, he can't help but feel more empty in his heart: "Fatty, what you said is accurate!"

Jin Dabao was also a little bottomless at the moment, and couldn't help but look at Ying Qiong.

Ying Qiong's expression was solemn, and she said to herself: "It's a little strange, with Wen Ziran's character, he will never know that his knife is good, and he still asks for a knife, what's going on." ”

When Jin Dabao heard this, he suddenly looked bitter: "It's over, the fat man is really going to be planted this time." ”

And no matter what others say, above the lake.

The purple light on the Moon Shadow Knife was dazzling, and the lightning condensed, spinning in the air, pulling out a series of shining thunder. Let this day be gloomy for no reason.

Looking up, the sky was filled with thunderclouds, dancing with the Moon Shadow Knife.

Rolling thunderclouds, the real dragon in Ruoze, swimming with the knife, exhaling and swallowing the clouds, the four directions, the wind and clouds, thunder and lightning, all moved with it.

With a knife out, it led the heavens and the earth to move, and the essence of the knife was all caught by Xiao Chen, which was simply flawless.

But the more this is the case, the more pity it makes the warriors who are watching the battle feel very sorry. Such superb knife skills are enough to prove that Xiao Chen's reputation is well deserved, but the knife in his hand is not good, and it is a situation where he must lose compared to the knife.

Quite a few people even sighed softly.

Not for anything else, just for one less, wonderful battle of swordsmen may become a regret in this life.

Looking at the other side, Wen Ziran's knife is as gentle as water, like its gentle and gentle temperament, flowing like fine water.

But with Wen Ziran's action of pulling out the knife, the temperament of this knife also changed in a breath. Between heaven and earth, the roar of a flash flood sounded, covering all directions, competing with the thunder.

The blade of the knife rotated endlessly, and above the sky, the water clouds were dense, and the rain was pouring down.

The rain is like a knife, and the sound of jingling bells falls on the surface of the water, like a treasure knife, trembling and contending.

The rain that falls turns into thousands of wisps and hides in the bottom of the lake.

The undercurrent is surging, and under the water, the sound of the contending knife is like a peerless dragon's chant, which is endless. Echoing with the water clouds in the sky, they are fighting against the hundred-mile thunderclouds with teeth and claws.

The famous knife Luo Shui, falling into the water is like a knife.

In the breeze and drizzle, Wen Ziran was dressed in blue, dusty, standing on the surface of the lake, stepping on the dragon's groan.

On this Jiulong Lake, time seemed to be forbidden, Xiao Chen and Wen Ziran were both standing calmly on the water, and the terrifying visions of heaven and earth around them did not affect the two of them in the slightest.

Just like the heart of the swordsman, absolute calmness, absolute sanity, no external object can interfere with them.

Seeing the two spinning swords, getting closer and closer, in the sky, many of the warriors watching the battle couldn't help but close their eyes, and they really didn't want to look at it.

As a result, it was destined from the beginning, the gods did not come out, and there was no sword in the world that could win the famous sword Luoshui in the knife competition.

Ying Qiong's heart couldn't help but pound, her eyes were anxious, and she muttered in her mouth.

This stupid guy is a famous sword Luo Shui, the sword king Wu Xiaotian, a treasure knife created in order to impact the god list.

Haven't you always been very smart, why didn't you have any brains, so you agreed to compete with each other.

Of course, time is not really forbidden, but the two knives are gaining momentum, giving people the illusion that time has slowed down. What should come will always come, and the moment the two knives are about to touch, they accelerate suddenly.

As fast as a glimpse, it exceeded the speed of most martial artists' eyes, and they quickly handed over together.

Before I could understand what was going on, I heard a crisp sound coming from the middle of the lake. Around the two knives touching, the light is shrouded, the electric light flashes, and the two dragons compete.

The waterspout rushed into the sky, and the two knives were instantly swept into it, making this chaotic situation more and more confusing, and for a while, outsiders could not see the situation clearly.

On the sky dome, thunderclouds and water clouds clashed, with a loud noise, wandering back in all directions, and pieces of clouds scattered, as if the sky was broken, which was particularly terrifying.

On the surface of the lake under Wen Ziran's feet, the dragon roar surging under the undercurrent collapsed little by little. On the surface of the lake, the water waves, the waves rolled wildly, Wen Ziran rose and fell with the waves, and the corners of his mouth did not know when, overflowing with a wisp of blood.

"What's going on!"

Seeing the blood stains on the corners of Wen Ziran's mouth, and then looking at Xiao Chen, who was still calm in white, everyone felt that something was wrong in their hearts, but the place where the two knives were handed over.

The light was overflowing, the dragon was groaning, and it was a bastard, making it impossible to see what the result was.

Someone whispered: "The moment the two knives touched, I seemed to hear the sound of the blade breaking, could it be someone's knife breaking." ”

"That should be Xiao Chen's knife, the famous knife Luoshui, the divine soldier does not come out, and there is no knife to break. ”

"It seems that after breaking Xiao Chen's knife, Wen Ziran was not lightly injured, so it makes sense. ”

"It's a pity, it's really a pity, although I don't want to say it, but Xiao Chen, who is in white, is still a little wronged in losing. ”

No one would believe that the Luo Water Knife would break, since the knife was broken, it must be Xiao Chen's knife.

Jin Dabao rolled his eyes, laughed, and swayed the folding fan: "What, Sister Yingqiong, fat man, I'll go out for convenience, this belly is too unlucky." ”

The fat man saw that the opportunity was wrong, so he hurriedly thought about it, but as soon as he took a step, there were several winning warriors, with murderous faces blocking his way.

On the deck, there was a jump, but it was the ninth master who slipped out in advance, and was thrown back heavily, and he was smiling awkwardly.

Seeing this, the fat man immediately shut up and squatted on the ground with a sad face. Shaking the folding fan, if you don't know that expression, you really think it's constipation.

Ying Qiong didn't care about these two living treasures, on her pretty face, she was shocked, a little lost, and a little worried.

Rub!

The chaotic scene in the center of the lake slowly dissipated, the waterspouts fell back to the surface of the lake, and the thunderclouds and water clouds in the sky gradually disappeared.

A ray of sunlight fell, followed by a burst of light, and the surface of the lake shimmered and shone under the scorching sun.

When all was calm, there was only one knife left, hanging alone above the lake. Facing the scorching sun, standing proudly, shining with luster, dazzling people.