Lin Muyi's sword was broken by Li Xiao again, the sword flowers in the sky disappeared invisibly, Li Xiao's long sword continued to pass towards Lin Muyi, the bright sword light was like a rising sun, it was unstoppable.

Facing Li Xiao's sword, Lin Muyi did not retreat further. If he retreats again, he will face Li Xiao's continuous offensive, like a strong wind, unstoppable, he will lose.

He had to admit that Li Xiao's swordsmanship was really subtle and abnormal, and he was indeed inferior. But it was not so simple to win him, Lin Mu's sword move changed again and again, and the long sword in his hand shook again and again.

"The storm is back".

The sword light lit up again, like a dissipated cloud and mist gathered together again, pointing towards Li Xiao, the power of this sword was much greater than just now.

Li Xiao's expression was as usual, there was no wave in his eyes, he was still so calm, the long sword in his hand stabbed straight away, and the sword containing thousands of changes was pointed at Lin Muyi's long sword.

The long swords of the two struck together, and strangely did not make a sound, and the sword flower turned into a little white light and disappeared invisible.

"The Luoxiao Sword Technique, which has been cultivated perfectly, is indeed powerful under the combination of the two artistic conceptions of Fengyun and Fengyun, I can't imagine that there are such characters in the outer gate, I don't know how Li Xiao will deal with it next. ”

The Inner Gate Elder kept a close eye on the two of them's every move, and he had to make sure that there was no accident in the battle between the two. These are two good seedlings, if something happens to them, it will be a loss to the sect, and he can't afford it.

The eyes of the two in the ring were instantly intertwined, Lin Mu was full of battle intent in his eyes, Li Xiao's eyes were calm, and then the two moved again. The two figures kept changing, the sword light was disillusioned, the sound of the sword was endless, and the air vibrate.

Lin Muyi is as soft as a cloud, and Li Xiao is like a fallen leaf fluttering in the wind. The ring is full of two figures, virtual and real, real and false, dazzling.

"So fast!"

"I can't keep up with my eyes!"

Lin Muyi's swordsmanship is ever-changing, and it has reached the point of drawing inferences from one another, and the sword moves are wave after wave, continuous, like clouds rolling in the air.

Li Xiao's swordsmanship is as he pleases, and all the moves are at his fingertips, simplifying the complex. No matter how much you change, I will break it with one sword, and I will use a simple basic sword technique, no matter what moves Lin Mu makes, it will be broken by Li Xiao.

"Impermanence"

Lin Mu's sword move suddenly changed, and this sword can be described as extremely exquisite. Sometimes the sword moves are condensed, like dense dark clouds, sometimes like the wind blowing, like scattered clouds.

The wind blows uncertainly, the clouds gather and disperse, the wind and clouds change, and the sword moves are impermanent.

Li Xiao's eyes narrowed instantly, the wind was formless, the clouds were ethereal, and the wind and clouds were unpredictable. Lin Muyi's sword is full of unknowns, and there are too many variables, making it impossible to guess the trajectory of the sword move.

"How can Li Xiao block this sword?"

"With Li Xiao's style, you should be able to dodge."

Will Li Xiao hide? Of course not.

The impermanence of the storm is just a flash in the pan. There are too many variables? I will respond to all changes with the same and swing the long sword.

"Flurry in the Autumn Wind"

Li Xiao didn't know how many swords he swung out in an instant, and the sword qi was vertical and horizontal, and there was dense sword light everywhere. Like the autumn wind raging on the earth, the air whined, and the sword light crisscrossed and broke through Lin Muyi's sword.

Even if Lin Muyi touched the two artistic conceptions, it was only a trace of the artistic conception, and his understanding of the artistic conception was far inferior to Li Xiao. The artistic conception is too mysterious, it is very difficult to fully comprehend one, and if you want to fully comprehend the two, you must have great opportunity and understanding.

However, Lin Muyi can perceive two artistic conceptions at this age, and his talent is indeed very strong, but it is a pity that he met Li Xiao.

"Li Xiao, take my last sword!"

"Let's make a move, I hope I can surprise somewhat. ”

Everyone in the ring suddenly fell silent, wanting to see the last battle between the two geniuses, no one was discussing Li Xiao's character anymore, no matter where he was, the strong must be respected.

Ouyang Kong stared at Li Xiao in the ring and shook his head, he had to admit that Li Xiao's talent was stronger than the top ten disciples of the inner gate, maybe only the first one in the inner gate could compare with him.

Li Xiao's rise is already unstoppable, and geniuses are about to be overshadowed in front of him, but I really can't understand how a person can have such a strong comprehension. ”

"There are also many geniuses in the other major sects, and this is an era of geniuses rising together. Lin Yue'er replied to Ouyang Kong in a rare way.

"Yue'er" Ouyang Kong just wanted to say a few more words to Lin Yue'er, but Lin Yue'er waved his hand at him and looked at the ring.

Li Xiao still looked indifferent.

Lin Mu stared at Li Xiao with burning eyes, and waved the long sword in his hand.

"Storm clouds change color"

Sword flowers bloomed in the air, and the sword flowers continued to surge, and the sword flowers in the sky were intertwined, covering the sky and the sun. It was like a strong wind blowing, pressing down on Li Xiao, and the sword moves were unpredictable and full of momentum. When the wind and clouds move, the heavens and the earth will change color.

"It's so strong!"

"Can Li Xiao stop it?"

This sword looks quite imposing, but in Li Xiao's eyes, this sword is not perfect, it has no shape, no meaning, it seems that Lin Muyi has not fully realized the essence of swordsmanship.

Li Xiao shook his head, Lin Muyi's comprehension of the artistic conception of the clouds was too shallow and could not bring him any feelings, he was a little disappointed.

However, the opportunity is hard to come by, Li Xiao no longer thinks about it, and moves with the sword, swinging the sword.

"Wind Sweep Leaves"

The long sword turned into a piece of phantom, the sword light flickered continuously, the phantom instantly condensed, and the long sword stabbed straight out unpretentiously, instantly dotted with Lin Muyi's long sword.

The bright sword light emanated, dazzling and dazzling, and the sword qi was vertical and horizontal, penetrating the clouds and mist in the sky, and swept past Lin Muyi's body.

"You lost"

Lin Muyi froze in place, the clothes on his shoulders had been torn by the sword qi. He was not only surprised by the subtlety of Li Xiao's sword, but also admired Li Xiao's precise control, if the sword just now was slightly off, he would be injured.

"You're strong, but one day, I'll beat you!"

As soon as Lin Mu put away his sword, he turned around and walked out of the ring, even if he was defeated, he had to have the courage to fight again.

Life is in the world, the world is impermanent, failure is not terrible, and faith cannot be lost.

"Li Xiaosheng".

In the ring, Li Xiao wore a green shirt, put away his sword and stood with an indifferent expression.

"This guy's expression is still very bad!"

"You don't understand the world of the strong!"

Outside the competition square, the girl who ran from the back mountain to see the big competition at the outer gate stared at Li Xiao and smiled, turned around and walked away.

"Li Xiao?"

If Li Xiao saw the girl's face, he would be surprised, this woman was Sima Yan with a psychic sword body.

Suddenly, a huge coercion appeared in the tournament square.

"Lin Muyi, are you willing to enter my Tianyun Peak?"

I only hear his voice, but I don't see his people.