The long sword broke through the air, however, it met Shangguan Yu's sword. The pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info the two swords intersected, the sword body did not hand over to each other, separated by a very slight distance, with the yuan force attached to the sword met, the air pattern spread out in waves, and then disappeared, the two swords separated.

With a crisp sound, Liu Xinling fluttered backwards. However, something terrible happened, and the two swords were separated. Liu Xinling could clearly feel that the subtle and strange yuan force was like a line and hit Liu Xinling's arm along the sword body.

With a muffled snort, Liu Xinling shattered the Yuan Li Sword, her footsteps fell to the ground, she was a little unsteady on her feet, staggering back and forth, until she retreated a few meters away, and barely stood firm. There are two lines of footprints left in front of him, from shallow to deep, which are extremely eye-catching.

Shangguan Yu is really strong, much stronger than before, a terrible voice sounded in the air in the ring again, Shangguan Yu's sword came again, the sword came like a star and seemed constant, but it was elusive.

The other geniuses in the audience had different expressions. The saint's hand was clutched back into his sleeve, holding the cross tightly, his face was very cold, and his eyes looked at Shangguan Yu's figure without moving.

Liu Xinling turned to the left, retreated and retreated, her steps were disordered, and she rubbed up the slightly wet sand and dust and retreated for more than ten meters. Shangguan Yu stood with his sword in his hand, looking at Liu Xinling's firm eyes with a faint appreciation and admiration. In the previous sword style, Shangguan Yu used his most familiar and powerful sword moves, with deep yuan power, these sword moves were continuous, urgent as lightning, and the style was corresponding, no matter what opponent he was, under this series of offensives, he would inevitably be in a hurry, and the defeat would be presented.

Liu Xinling blocked these swords, and she seemed embarrassed to retreat, but her steps were already steady, her mind was calm as usual, and the messy ends of her hair highlighted another strange beauty.

Liu Xinling has a wide range of knowledge in kendo and has studied Shangguan Yu's elder brother's swordsmanship. Others may not know how to resolve Shangguan Yu's brother's sword moves, but she can find the most suitable sword moves, and the realm of the two is almost the same, so it is very easy to pick up.

Liu Xinling looked at Shangguan Yu and didn't speak, the re-condensed long sword was held tighter, her right hand trembled slightly, the strange yuan force that attacked along the sword body was too powerful, Liu Xinling was very convinced that if she let this yuan force drill into her body, then the next battle would become extremely hard. Shangguan Yu has changed too quickly, it has only been less than a year since he came out of the pear orchard last time, and in this short period of time, Shangguan Yu has grown into a most powerful opponent.

It is no wonder that the quota of the pear orchard is so precious, and the big people on the observation deck congratulated the elders of the Shangguan family one after another, and the elders of Shangguan returned the salute one by one. Even the emperor himself couldn't help but praise Shangguan Yu. It is not that the emperor does not love his daughter, on the contrary, he likes his daughter very much. The eighth child broke his heart, and he invested all his remaining love on his daughter. The first half of his girl's life was too smooth, like flowers in a greenhouse, not exposed to the wind and sun, if she could suffer some setbacks in this Imperial Heroes Meeting, it would be of great help to her future growth.

The sun passes through the air, and the ring is bright, and the pastel colors make you want to sleep. The sunlight scattered on the long sword clenched in Liu Xinling's hand, swallowed up by the faint dark light, and disappeared without a trace. At this time, the breeze blows, like a lover's hand gently caressing, making people feel comfortable and happy. Comfort is the feeling of the brain, and joy is the perception of the spirit.

The sun moistened Liu Xinling's body like a drizzle, and Liu Xinling seemed to have added more strong energy. She held the long sword, and this time it was her turn to walk towards Shangguan Yu, and as she walked, countless golden lights flowed out of her, and then stopped in place, gathering but not dispersing. The picture is extremely sacred. After only a few steps forward, the surrounding golden light gradually dissipated at the same time, forming a charming golden mist, and Liu Xinling's figure was no longer in the mist.

A violent sword wind rose from behind Shangguan Yu, containing extremely majestic and surging power. The sword held by Liu Xinling appeared, silently but firmly stabbed Shangguan Yu's back, and then turned into ten million Yuan Force swords halfway.

Liu Xinling's sword tips are numerous, and they seem to be denser than Yangguan. Numerous gusts of wind rose from the center of the ring. Blowing on the ground, making a somewhat irritating sound. The wind was even more violent, and so was Liu Xinling's sword, which lit up from all directions and stabbed Shangguan Yu.

This is one of Liu Xinling's best sword moves, coupled with Liu Xinling's contemporaries, it is difficult for even the current Shangguan Yu to deal with it, even if it is to avoid it.

Shangguan Yu didn't dodge, standing silently in the real wind and fog, looking at Liu Xinling's long sword in the sky, calmly holding the hilt of the sword, the horizontal sword in front of his chest, there was no fear on the tip of his eyebrows, only the confidence represented by calm. His sword is like the last stone to sit on in the pear orchard, and his man is like the nearest tree next to the stone in the pear orchard.

That green tree has survived in the pear orchard for I don't know how many years, maybe only Shangguan Yu has seen it for thousands of years, this green tree is so special, because it is not an easy thing, surviving in the cracks of the space rift, and how many winds it has carried are still straight. Now Shangguan Yu regarded him as the green tree, and he raised his sword to meet Liu Xinling's ten million long swords, with a calm expression.

Liu Xinling's dense sword rain all missed, and not a single sword stabbed Shangguan Yu's body.

I don't know if Shangguan Yu was afraid of the Yuanli long sword in Liu Xinling's hand or if he was wary of Liu Xinling's swordsmanship, Shangguan Yu did not use the sword to block directly, but used the method of pushing and blocking and slapping, blocking Liu Xinling's thousands of sword intent on the periphery. Shangguan Yu is like the branches and leaves of a green tree, hard and strong, without a blade and self-improvement, Liu Xinling's sword cannot threaten him at all.

With a whoosh, the long sword broke through the air, and the Yuanli long sword in Shangguan Yu's hand slashed towards Liu Xinling's neck. There was a muffled snap, and the long swords of the two broke instantly. Liu Xinling swept backwards at great speed, her figure shook, and she disappeared into the golden mist again.

Shangguan Yu was silent, his face was a little pale, and that fight made his Yuan Force quickly dissolve. Liu Xinling didn't expect Shangguan Yu's sword to be as immovable as a mountain, no matter how the wind and rain splashed, his body was not moving, it seemed that he could only defend, but the sudden counterattack was difficult to resist.

Liu Xinling didn't dare to use her "dream realm", a person like Shangguan Yu would definitely not use such a dangerous move if it was not necessary.

Liu Xinling snorted lightly, and the momentum gathered again, and in an instant, the golden mist became a little thicker. I couldn't see the scenery in the fog. Shangguan Yu re-condensed the Yuanli long sword, closed his eyes, and quietly felt the changes between heaven and earth. His face was very solemn.

Suddenly, a strong wind struck, Shangguan Yu shook his right arm, his eyes didn't have time to open, the long sword broke through the air, but Ning Rou slashed it extremely firmly.