The beautiful sound of the piano sounded again, and there were still some slight exclamations around it, but it suddenly disappeared.

This time, the sound of the piano is different from the previous one, with eight points less soft, five points more cold, and three points lonely!

The picture reappeared, and a towering mountain peak appeared in front of everyone's eyes, and two peerless swordsmen stood opposite each other on the peak.

A swordsman dressed in white suddenly struck, the long sword stabbed directly, simple and unremarkable, the sword light was like a stone hitting the flat lake, divided into fine pieces, like turning into a little star, interpreting the starry sky chess game.

Every bit of sword light is doped with sword qi, which is harmless, confusing the line of sight, true and false, and a sword is a game!

This swordsman has reached the realm of a great grandmaster, and can mobilize the power of heaven and earth to form a sword momentum.

The people watching around, most of whom have seen the color change, can evolve the battle of the great grandmaster in the artistic conception of the sound of the qin, which shows that this Zhang Sleeve must also have the realm of the great grandmaster.

Of course, Lin Sen and the others also belong to the category of "knowledgeable", but for them, the great grandmaster is nothing, and naturally they will not change color. Except that Wu Zetian raised his eyebrows slightly.

Lin Sen didn't want to sink into the artistic conception created by this qin immortal again, but when he saw that this scene turned out to be a competition between two swordsmen, and the shot was extraordinary. I couldn't help but move in my heart, and I no longer deliberately pulled out my consciousness.

The first swordsman in that artistic conception to make a move, his shot is extraordinary, especially his sword skills, which are also top among the great masters.

Many of the people who were immersed in it were fascinated and breathtaking. Of course, these people's own strength will not be too bad, at least at the grandmaster level, otherwise they won't be able to understand it, such as Zhang Jun and the fat man next to him.

They only thought that this sword was very beautiful, and as for the rest, they were confused and couldn't get in.

The other swordsman in green clothes kept his eyes closed until the sword light flew from the opposite side, and then he opened his eyes, just in time to see a little starlight throwing, and the long sword was hidden in it.

Before he could turn his thoughts, the sword in his hand naturally stabbed out, like a red glow across the sky, pointing straight at a certain place in the starry sky, not competing with the stars, not with the chess game.

The sword is empty, but the stars are scattered, and the momentum of the chess game disappears in an instant.

The so-called potential is a sign that the inner heaven and earth mobilize the power of the outer heaven and earth, and it has its own laws of operation brought about by exercises and techniques.

And the sword of breaking the momentum can break the momentum by itself!

Lin Sen was greatly amazed, this sword already has some of the fur meaning of Dugu Nine Swords, this Zhang Sleeve must be a kendo master, otherwise he feels that it is a bit exaggerated to say that he can't create such a peerless, at least he is a top swordsman.

The stars disappeared with the chess game, but the sword of the white-clothed swordsman suddenly accelerated, like a poisonous snake out of a hole, accelerating out of the vast starry sky, it seems that the change just now is just to lead the green-clothed swordsman to break the momentum, so as to create an opportunity for the empty door to open wide and advance in the middle!

Many people who can see the mystery of the sword move show a drunken expression, and some people can't help but dance and paint.

How can the swordsmanship that can be appreciated by Lin Sen, the ancestor who used the sword, be ordinary!

I saw that the long sword of the swordsman in green clothes made a wonderful arc, which was just right to attract the sword of the swordsman in white.

The two seem to have negotiated a long time ago, every move, attack and defense, all are tacit understanding, as if they knew the answer early!

The sword momentum unfolded, and the two figures moved high and low.

Sometimes there are tinkling and clinking, and sometimes there is no collision with a dozen moves, and there is no sound.

Wu Zetian also looked very attentive, in the eyes of a great master of the same level like her, there were not too many secrets in the battle between the two so far in this artistic conception. The moves of the two swordsmen are subtle and indescribable, or fierce as Shura, or ethereal as looking for incense, or melodious music.

Or the sword is fast, as for the priority, it is fierce and clear, it is all easy to come by, and it is extremely correct, it seems that at this moment, such a sword should be used.

But the white-clothed swordsman seems to be half the best, the move realm is complete, and he is old and strong. Each sword seems to be unremarkable, but it is always just right, no more than a little bit and half a little bit is just right, and each sword can have a little upper hand.

Coupled with the superiority of the first move, the sword is like a net, and the layers are tightened.

In the eyes of people in the realm of Wu Zetian and others, if they were others, even if the swordsmanship realm was similar, they would have been forced to fall into the trap by the white-clothed swordsman long ago, and they would fight hard in the most unfavorable situation.

But this swordsman in Tsing Yi is different, his skills are strong, his qi is long, and his strength is fast and fast, which makes it difficult for the white-clothed swordsman to complete his arrangement every time.

There are remnants of sword qi and stars in the air, but it is always difficult to connect them and turn into a dead end, and his strange sword glowing with flames has never exerted its power!

It's as if the white-clothed swordsman tightened the set in his hand again and again, but was pushed open by the green-clothed swordsman again and again. The changes of the two sides are dazzling, the victory and defeat are only between millimeters, and gradually climb to the peak of momentum, gradually go all out, and gradually sympathize with heaven and earth!

Just when most people were shocked by the strength of the two swordsmen in the artistic conception, Lin Sen was shocked by this open-sleeved kendo cultivator, because some of the swordsmanship of these two swordsmen had never even been seen by him.

This made Lin Sen, who claimed to be an encyclopedia of swordsmanship, very interested, and immediately opened the Zhizhi Brain synchronization record.

In the artistic conception of Qin Yin, except for Lin Sen and the four of them, only a few people can see it clearly and thoroughly. And like Zhang Jun and Li Fatzi, they only feel dizzying, and there is no way to judge who has the upper hand, and every sword move and every response on both sides makes them feel wonderful to the peak, and there is no better choice, they are fascinated by it, and they feel that they have gained a lot.

Suddenly, their gaze froze, because there was a strange scene in front of them that they had never seen before!

The tall mountain peaks bathed in sunlight rose with a layer of mist, a dark mist.

In the darkness and darkness, there is a hazy sun highlighted, one bright star after another emerges, and there is a depth that is difficult for the line of sight to penetrate.

They operate and change according to subtle laws, and this feeling is repeated and intertwined, as if it originates from an indescribable depth.

It's different from the starry sky you see on a daily basis!

It's a magnificent spectacle like never before!

Because the creatures of this world cannot leave this world, or even this planet, they don't know what the real stars are, but the sword momentum deduced by these two swordsmen is the true appearance of the stars in the universe.

Lin Sen's expressions were different: Wu Zetian frowned, Guo Fu bowed his head slightly, Zhang Jueyuan just looked at Guo Fu, and seeing that he didn't have any different colors, he immediately put the doubts in his heart behind him - Sister Fu doesn't care, I don't care, but Lin Sen's eyes flashed a little, but he quickly regained his calm.

The brain continues to record.

In the dark fog in the artistic conception, there is a rainbow volley across the sky, hazy and hazy, constantly changing, illuminating a field, as if it is about to come out of the fog.

This is the attack of the swordsman in Tsing Yi!