Beitang Jun is very calm, and he is not frightened, not sad, not happy after he settles down. The wind lifted his shirt and shook his sword, making him look more and more otherworldly.

The black iron sword was lying on his hand, and the black evil qi slowly gushed out.

Beitang Jun looked at Ye Junlin, and Ye Junlin also looked at Beitang Jun. Just looked at each other and were speechless.

"Do you dare to fight me to the death. Beitangjun's lips twitched slightly, and the cold voice spread in all directions.

Ye Junlin was noncommittal, but a raging flame ignited on the Chiyan Sword.

The black mist slowly spread out in all directions, like a black lotus flower, centered on the North Hall Jun, blooming. Ye Junlin still watched so quietly, without any expression on his face.

Beitang Jun closed his eyes, and the mighty sword qi emanated from his body. It's like a cold wind in winter, cold and cold, blowing on the body, and you have to rub a few bloody wounds.

Beitang Xiong and Beitang Jun, standing on the city tower, are like two huge pillars, supporting the huge Beiyang Dynasty. The two old men also watched quietly without any disturbance.

The black lotus flower bloomed completely, then slowly became smaller again, and finally became the size of a round shield, and was held in the hand of Beitang Junqing.

"I have a shield that can keep all things in bounds. "Beitang Jun Road.

The corners of Ye Junlin's mouth flashed with a sneer, and the expression on his face was a little joking.

Beitang Jun held a sword in one hand and a shield in the other, and slowly walked towards Ye Junlin.

The autumn wind gradually rose, blowing the yellow leaves all over the ground, and the killing atmosphere was much stronger.

Ye Junlin looked at Beitang Jun, who was getting closer and closer, and was careful, and the Chiyan Sword in his hand was held across his chest. Jumping up, the Red Flame Sword slashed through a long rainbow in mid-air.

The thunder is rolling, and all the horses are in unison.

"I have a sword that can cut through the Yellow Spring. ”

The Red Flame Sword slashed down heavily, and the crimson flame sword shadow ignited thousands of shattered rays.

Beitang Jun raised the lotus round shield above his head, quietly waiting for the red sword shadow to fall.

"Bang!"

The sword shadow struck the black lotus round shield, and the sparks overflowed, and the roar was deafening.

The two pages of bluestone slabs under Beitangjun's feet shattered on the spot, and a pair of golden boots, about half of them, sank into the dirt. Beitangjun's tiger's mouth was a little numb, but his body was standing like a mountain, standing still.

"I'll give you three moves. ”

Beitang Jun raised his head, and his originally Gu Jing Wubo's face showed a little mockery.

Ye Junlin didn't make a big deal of it, he smiled softly: "Okay." ”

The young man's figure suddenly rose into the air, and in the sky, there was a sharp chirp of an eagle. Ye Junlin's body, like an eagle, was thrown high into the sky, and then fell heavily.

The Red Flame Sword seemed to be one with him, and above the air, only a red giant sword was seen, stabbing straight down.

"Proud sword style, eagle strikes the sky!"

The tip of the sword touched the center of the black lotus round shield, and a huge roar erupted.

"Boom!"

Thunder erupted on the ground, and within a radius of 100 meters around, huge shock waves scattered out in all directions.

The gossip crowd who were leaning on the front to watch was instantly swept away by this shock wave, flying hundreds of meters in a row before falling heavily and spitting blood.

"My mother is here, it's still life-threatening to watch a martial arts competition. Many onlookers complained on the ground.

Half of Beitang Jun's body was directly smashed into the dirt, and the round shield was still black and bright, intact.

Under that strong shock wave, Ye Junlin's body was directly shocked and flew out. He threw himself on the ground, a trail of blood running from the corner of his mouth, and the sand streaked across his face, shedding tiny scars.

Two people, one got up from the ground, the other pulled out two legs from the dirt.

A hundred meters apart, the eyes of the two men met again.

"The second move. ”

Beitangjun looked at Ye Junlin playfully and said again.

Ye Junlin's mood was a little chaotic, but the figure of an old man appeared in front of him, the old man had gray hair, smiled innocently, and was missing two front teeth between his mouth.

Ye Junlin suddenly laughed out loud, and the monstrous sword qi was like a huge tornado, spreading around him.

"It's so powerful. On the city tower, Beitang Xiong was slightly surprised, and Beitang Hui bowed slightly.

In a big mansion somewhere, Wei Ye, who was splashing ink, put down the wolf howl in his hand and shook his head. His gaze, looking in the direction of the Imperial Square, chuckled softly: "'Senior Jin', your sword will always remain in the hearts of every Beiyang person." ”

On the Imperial Square, the huge tornado stirred up by the sword qi became more and more intense, and the sand and stone blew up, fascinating the eyes of many people.

On the Chiyan Sword, the endless sword qi stirred up a bright star, dazzling and dazzling.

A sword shines in the nineteen states, and the gang shoots bullfights in the sky.

Ye Junlin faced Beitang Jun and solemnly waved down the three swords.

"A sword rolls against the dragon wall. ”

"The twin swords shine together. ”

"The sword qi weighs three catties. ”

The three swords, like sharp blades that cut the heavens and the earth, shook the heavens and the earth in an instant, destroying mountains and mountains.

Beitang Jun's calm face finally showed a look of attention. The black lotus round shield in his hand was also grabbed more and more tightly by him.

Three swords are like mountains, and three swords are like seas.

Hitting the black lotus round shield, the roar was like a landslide cracking the ground. The sword qi, like a surging giant Lang, bombarded the black lotus round shield wave after wave.

I don't know how long it took, and I don't know how many waves of sword qi giant Lang washed.

Hearing a crisp sound of 'pop', the originally indestructible Black Lotus Round Shield suddenly cracked a small gap, and then it collapsed like a long causeway breaking the river.

The Black Lotus Round Shield was stirred into black pieces by the endless sword qi. Beitang Jun, who was exposed to the sword qi, instantly had countless wounds on his body.

The original golden brocade robe has become a tattered shirt, the originally neat hair ornament has become messy, and the original graceful Beitang Jun has become extremely depressed.

Ye Junlin just looked at it, and then said quite proudly: "I have a sword, but it's a pity Kunlun." ”

At that moment, countless sword qi poured into Ye Junlin's body, and along his Xuan veins, it entered his sea of consciousness.

Ye Junlin slowly closed his eyes.

The other 'Ye Junlin', wandering freely in his sea of knowledge. At the moment when the sword qi poured in, instead of repelling it, he warmly welcomed it.

The sword qi slowly gathered in Ye Junlin's sea of knowledge, and finally condensed into the shape of an ancient sword.

'Ye Junlin' held the weightless sword in both hands, like an innocent and lively child, his eyes were full of joy that could not be concealed, as if it was so simple, he embraced the whole world.

You are the prince, and I am the king of Xuan.