Listening to the sonorous sound, he once saw that the deep sword blade was squeezed and deviated, and he was about to pass by Qin Cang's side, but he reversed his strength, and pressed the plum blossom remnant sword into a twist, like a rope that was tense to the extreme. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

The sword style changed, and I saw the deep plum blossom remnant sword slashing horizontally, but there was no violent momentum, but it was as light as a warm palm touching the plum blossom, and the fragrance in the air gradually rose, refreshing people's hearts, but the blade of the remnant sword was getting closer and closer, making people dare not slack off in the slightest.

Seeing this scene, Qin Cang just sneered, he raised his backhand, and the long sword in his hand glowed with cold light, like a terrifying light reflected on the silver armor iron sheet, dancing straight in the air, like lightning, like thunder, the sword body went upright, and the sword blade was against it, just cutting into the gap, like a bull's horn, the plum blossom sword in Zeng Jianshen's hand was resisted to death.

The two swords collided, the sword qi cut each other, the void exploded repeatedly, the two of them danced wildly, and the ground under their feet was also cut out of dozens of criss-cross sword marks, the depth of the sword marks has already destroyed the junction of the roof between the fifth and sixth floors of Xianmeng Tower, and at the moment there is a lot of dust sprinkled on a side room on the fifth floor, which happened to fall on a table of wine and food.

There was a table of people in this room who were talking happily, drinking and eating, but suddenly a handful of dust was spilled and stained on the dishes, and even the best temperament could not help but be angry.

"His grandmother's, which bastard is it...... someone was about to scold, and suddenly thought that the sixth layer above was the place where the powerhouses of the Dao Realm entered and exited, and some of the guests invited to the banquet were not something they could offend, and even if he couldn't help but shudder, the words that had already reached his lips were swallowed back by him.

At this time, Qin Cang and Zeng Jianshen's sword had not yet separated, and the sword qi burst out, and even the beams and pillars that supported the entire wing room were cut out of many marks.

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The sword qi roared, vertical and horizontal in all directions, the cold light sword and the plum blossom remnant sword were stalemate for a long time, like two mad bulls blatantly touching each other with the sharpest part of the horns, and they did not give in to each other, although Qin Cang and Zeng Jianshen had never used spiritual power from beginning to end, but both of them were masters of using swords, even if they used wooden swords, they could cut through the seemingly solid iron armor in an instant.

Although the power of the Cold Light Sword is not as good as the Canglan Sword, it is also a real Yellow Order Spirit Weapon, as for the Plum Blossom Remnant Sword that has seen deeply, although it is broken and rusty, the sword body is obviously made of special materials, and it looks extremely tattered, but the sword qi of the Cold Light Sword has not been able to further damage its sword body on the basis of those gaps.

The two of them stood in place, their long hair and clothes were dancing wildly, the two sharp sword qi intersected, and no less than a hundred sword marks had already been cut in the surrounding space, even the beams and pillars that were still some distance away from the two of them had different degrees of imprints, fortunately, the interior of the building of Xianmeng Tower had been blessed with runes, unless the Enlightenment Realm was able to do it here, it would not shake to the real foundation.

Therefore, although the sword qi caused by Qin Cang's battle with Zeng Jianshen was strong, and the sword marks were cut on the appearance of the beam, it still could not be completely destroyed, which was also the reason why Sui Caiwei dared to propose Qin Cang's and Zeng Jianshen's friendship here.

"Xiangzhu, in your opinion, who of the two of them is better in swordsmanship?" Sui Caiwei's face was calm, she was a strong person in the Dao realm, and she was already able to initially use the power of the Great Dao, although Qin Cang and Zeng Jianshen were doing it under her nose, but the fluctuation of the sword qi of the two of them was never close to her side for a zhang or so, this is a spatial barrier, which can also be called a Great Dao barrier.

Mo Xiangzhu looked at the wine in the cup, never drank it, his eyes flickered, as if he saw his own figure in this wine, as well as his heart, but after Sui Caiwei spoke, he quickly adjusted his thoughts, he looked at the figures of Qin Cang and Zeng Jianshen standing in the sword qi in front of him, and then stared at Sui Caiwei.

"I have seen that although the deep sword skill is high, it is only a remnant sword after all, and it can't help Qin Yijian. Mo Xiangzhu's lips did not open, but said to Sui Caiwei with his thoughts.

"How much power can a sword exert, the sword itself is certainly a factor that cannot be ignored, but it depends more on the person who uses the sword, this truth is what you told me before, why did you make a change today?"

"My reasoning hasn't changed, and the remnant sword I am talking about doesn't just refer to the plum blossom remnant sword in Zeng Jianshen's hand, but also his people. I know that this person has been in the situation for nearly ten years, and I have seen his style of doing things and temperament thoroughly, but I also know a lot. ”

His gaze is always long-term, like a man standing on the top of a mountain looking into the distance, even if countless clouds obscure his vision in the process, but it does not interfere with his inner world and longing for the distance. ”

"Standing tall and seeing far away is not a bad thing, but the problem is that he blindly seeks far away and ignores near, which is not only a blind spot in his vision, but also a blind spot in swordsmanship, just like the gap in his plum blossom sword. ”

"No matter how exquisite the sword-wielding man is, those gaps will not be repaired. When he meets someone with a similar vision and mood to him, these gaps will not become his flaws, but once he meets someone whose vision and mood are beyond his, these gaps are Zeng Shen's fatal weakness. ”

Mo Xiangzhu explained step by step with the transmission of his thoughts, and Sui Caiwei is also a smart person, so she naturally understood the truth contained in Mo Xiangzhu's words.

"Are you saying that Qin Cang's vision and state of mind are also above those of Zeng Shenshen, not only can he see far, but he also understands things that are near very thoroughly. ”

"Yes, it can be seen from his swordsmanship that he can attack from afar or defend closely, and he is relaxed, unlike the remnant sword that has seen deeply, the attack is more than enough, and the code is insufficient. ”

"Since even you said so, then I think this battle will soon be decided. ”

"The battle on the surface has never been related to the real victory or defeat, and only the hidden storm can determine success or failure. ”

Mo Xiangzhu's words are indifferent, but every sentence either contains philosophy, or there is a hidden edge, such a person is always difficult to see, just like the smile on Sui Caiwei's face after hearing this, it is as secretive as deep.

Those who stand on the same position and are accustomed to looking at problems with the same kind of thinking can become real close friends.

So even if Mo Xiangzhu seems to be a scholar who has no quarrel with the world, Sui Caiwei is willing to let him be her protector.

Because even if the external temperament is different, in the final analysis, they are still the same kind of people.

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Just as Sui Caiwei and Mo Xiangzhu were transmitting their voices with their thoughts, Qin Cang and Zeng Jianshen, who had been in a stalemate for a long time, finally withdrew their sword qi at the same moment, and retreated quickly with the force of the sudden shock, trampling on the ground with both feet repeatedly, and sand and dust continued to fall from the sixth layer to the fifth layer.

This time, there was no obvious shouting and scolding, because anyone with a little brain knew that the dispute between the characters who could enter the sixth floor of the Xianmeng Tower was not something they could intervene in.

The two of them each took seven steps backwards, both of them stabilized their figures, their breathing was undulating, their internal organs were a little concussive, but there were not too many obvious injuries on their bodies, but they saw that there were a few small blood streaks looming on the arm of the deep sword, like rune lines.

Almost at the same time, Qin Cang and Zeng Jianshen rushed towards each other with the help of their respective terrain, and a strange fragrance was born in the void, and the sword flowers that Zeng Jianshen pulled out became more and more frequent, like hundreds of cold plums blooming together in an instant, the fragrance of the flowers was overflowing, and the fragrance was fragrant, but there was an arrogance that was not afraid of wind and frost and was not afraid of the severe cold.

I have seen the deep power pass through the arm, into the sword body, the sword qi of the plum blossom remnant sword is becoming stronger and stronger, spreading in a streamlined manner, like flower petals blooming, and a proud sword momentum in the fragrance is rapidly formed, sweeping away the wind and snow, shaking the surroundings, even Mu Tinglan and Yu Shock, the holy women of the Rakshasa Demon Gate have changed their faces at this moment.

It's not that their strength is not as good as Zeng Jianshen, it's just that they didn't expect that Zeng Jianshen would be able to use a rusty remnant sword to such a state without using spiritual power, and based on this alone, it is no wonder that he can be valued by Han Qingshuang.

Qin Cang obviously noticed this unusual scene, but he didn't turn around, he still rushed at extreme speed, and the cold light sword in his hand stabbed straight out, like an arrow on a string, once the bow was opened, there was no possibility of turning back.

His sword is indomitable, but it is not a killing style, but it is mixed with a resolute sword intent, the yellow sand wears gold armor in a hundred battles, and Loulan will not be returned if it is not broken, it is this kind of determination that sees death as home, which has created the strength of his sword and sword strength.

Under the activation of the two sword forces, this side room was already enveloped, and Yu Jingluo, Liu Sandao and others, who were originally acting as spectators, also had to start urging spiritual power to avoid being affected by the aftermath.

Boom!

A clear sword chant was like an eagle's cry, resounding in all directions, only to see the blades of the cold light sword and the plum blossom remnant sword against each other, as if the tip of a needle against the wheat mang, no one could advance for half a minute, but at this time, I saw that the hand holding the sword trembled violently, several small blood lines began to emerge, and a strong force began to fill his meridians.

Boom!

The sound was like the cracking of muscles and bones, the gold stone exploded, and he saw the blood plasma burst out of Shenshen's right arm, flowing down from the broken meridians, like a painting missing a corner, missing a leaf of flowers, his sword momentum began to collapse, and Qin Cang's sword continued to advance.

The cold light flashed, like a meteor crossing, and the next moment, Qin Cang's sword was against Zeng Jianshen's throat.

One more inch would kill him!

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