At the moment when the light boats staggered, Ye Gucheng and Wang Chan turned around almost at the same moment and drew their swords!

Clang!

Sparks splashed everywhere, and the sound of gold and iron intersecting resounded throughout the sea. Pen fun and pavilion www.biquge.info

"The swordsmanship of the White Cloud City Lord is really matchless, it is really like a divine sword outside the sky. Mu Daoren looked at this scene and sighed lightly. He had seen Ye Gucheng's Flying Immortals outside the sky, and he had long regarded him as the first person in the world's swordsmanship.

However, the Honka monk on the side had another opinion when he saw it: "The swordsmanship of the White Cloud City Lord is indeed admirable, but the gentleman's sword is even more amazing. Although his sword is offensive, it also contains the defensive position, although it is steady but not fierce, although it is delicate but not weak. How can there be such a mysterious sword technique in this world?"

The more Honsong lay monks thought about it, the more they felt that Wang Chan's ordinary sword was really infinitely useful, and this sword alone was enough for ordinary people to learn for a lifetime. Although he could see the mystery himself, he really couldn't think of how to combine the essence of these many different swordsmanship into a single move. How could he know that Wang Chan didn't know how many swordsmanship he had seen in the back mountains of Huashan and the blessed land of Langhuan, which led to today's creation.

Another wave came, and the two boats staggered again.

The sword qi between Wang Chan and Ye Gucheng was horizontal, causing the sea breeze to howl, and the people watching the battle around only felt that the boat body was shaking, and a few of them were not self-sufficient, and they could no longer maintain the balance of the boat body.

And the rest, such as the Mudao people, the ancient pine monks and others were fascinated, a few waves hit, and the boat gradually drifted away, without knowing it.

At this moment, everyone suddenly heard a soft sound of "pop" in their ears, and when they looked up, they saw that the boat where Ye Gucheng was standing suddenly shook sharply, and it was divided into two halves, and the bow of the boat he was standing on was actually separated from the body of the boat.

Almost at the same time, Wang Chan stepped into a light boat, and he was also born into two!

The crowd of heroes looked at it again.

At this time, the situation was more tense than before, Wang Chan and Ye Gucheng each stepped on the bow of the boat, floating on the waves.

The wind and waves on the sea are like mountains, the golden waves are endless, and the two figures of the blue and white stand on the golden waves, and it seems that they are really like the flying immortals of Tianfu, and the Lingbo is empty.

Qunhao looked at it with excitement, and returned to dead silence in a moment, no one dared to gasp loudly, only heard the sound of heartbeat, knocking endlessly, and everyone was sweating and heavy.

At this moment, the mutation was born again.

Everyone saw that on the golden wave, a golden light suddenly shone.

The golden light flashed, as fast as a flying snake and lightning, and in an instant, the swords in the hands of Wang Chan and Ye Gucheng had each attacked more than thirty times.

Qunhao saw the sword light flashing, where could he still distinguish the sword momentum? A heart in everyone's cavity was raised plainly, and at this moment, no one could breathe.

At this moment, everyone suddenly heard a dragon roar, which resounded through the sea and sky.

Wang Chan and Ye Gucheng separated again, and they actually stood directly on the sea.

The sea and sky are vast, thousands of golden waves, and the two figures look at each other from afar, and this scene is difficult to describe in any words.

On the shore of the sea, thousands of people suddenly felt that their throats seemed to be stuffed into a boulder, pressing on their hearts, and it was difficult to breathe.

"The next sword, let's divide the victory. Ye Gucheng looked at Wang Chan and said coldly.

"Good. ”

Wang Chan glanced up at the sky, the sun had just dropped to the sea level, and night was about to come.

The sword in Ye Gucheng's hand was slowly raised, and the sunlight shone on the sea, sparkling, reflecting him like an immortal.

Autumn evenings always give people a chill.

Then, the sword in Ye Gucheng's hand was colder than Qiuyi.

At the moment when Ye Gucheng raised his sword, Wang Chan's pupils contracted suddenly, and his muscles suddenly tensed. Because he suddenly felt an indescribable sword aura, like an invisible mountain, pressing down on him.

Wang Chan knew that only that sword could put so much pressure on him, flying immortals out of the sky!

Almost at the same time, the sword in Wang Chan's hand was slowly raised.

Ye Gucheng looked at the sword in Wang Chan's hand, his eyes were full of madness, and the sword in his hand had turned into a flying rainbow.

A sword comes from the west, and immortals fly outside the sky.

This rainbow-like sword pierced Wang Chan's chest.

The sword light flashed away, and at this time, Ye Gucheng's people and the sword had become one.

Extreme speed is not only a thrill, but also a very pleasant thrill. Fast horses, fast boats, fast cars, and light power can all give people this kind of enjoyment. Ye Gucheng is a person who likes speed very much, on the sea, in Snow City, on the night when the moon is white and the wind is clear, he always likes to perform his light skills in the wind alone, flying under the moon. Whenever this happens, he always feels very peaceful.

And it was in this state of mind that the Flying Immortals were created.

At this time, Ye Gucheng was the same as that night, forgetting things and me, and the ancestral aperture of the eyebrows was quietly opened, turning everything into an immortal.

Wang Chan felt the rolling waves of the Yellow River around him, and a dragon roar suddenly sounded in his heart, and his eyes opened suddenly.

The long sword in his hand carried the boundless water potential, turned into a rolling yellow dragon, and met it without fear.

"The Yellow River comes west to fight Kunlun, roaring thousands of miles to touch the Dragon Gate!"

Under the stimulation of Ye Gucheng's flying immortals, Wang Chan finally completed the last step of the mutilated sword move!

In his mind, those mutilated images became clear again, and the man in white stroked the wordless stone tablet, facing the wind and rain, and slowly turned around.

Raise your sword to the sky, decide Kunlun, and cut the dragon gate!

Who will win and who will lose this battle?

At this time, the sun completely set below the sea level, and all the light in the heavens and the earth was concentrated on the two swords at this moment.

Two immortal swords.

The sword has been pierced.

Before the blades of their swords touched, they began to change constantly, and the movement of people was fast, but the movement of swords was even faster, because they had changed as they wished.

Those laymen were just shocked by the sword qi that filled the sky and the rolling yellow dragon. Only a few people present, such as Mu Daoren and Honka Layman, could understand the true excitement of this battle, and they looked at the two swords in front of them, their eyes did not blink, and cold sweat was already flowing from their bodies.

As the first-class swordsmen of the contemporary era, they can see that the changes in Ye Gucheng's swordsmanship have reached the realm of doing whatever they want, and it is the supreme realm of martial arts.

If Ye Gucheng's opponent was not Wang Chan, every change in the sword in his hand would be a sword that would kill and win.

His sword is one with men, and this is already the sword of the heart.

And Wang Chan's sword directly triggered the trend of nature, this is the heavenly sword!

Ye Gucheng's sword was like a gust of wind outside the white clouds.

Wang Chan's sword is a divine dragon that overturns the river and the sea!

The distance between the two people is close at hand.

Both swords had been stabbed with all their might.

This is the last sword, the sword that determines the outcome of the battle. (To be continued.) )