"Ghost Sword Eleven. ”

"Three duels!"

"Seventeenth Style!"

"Burning Sword!"

“......”

Their voices are getting faster and faster, and the speed of Hua Danqing and Xiao Xiao on the field is getting faster and faster.

The swordsmanship of every disciple of the Nine Dead Sect was displayed in one Xiao. And the fighting tactics practiced by the major forces present also reappeared under Hua Danqingfan.

No stagnation, no rest.

Chu Muyun and Xue Wuxian continued to make moves, and Hua Danqing and Remnant Xiao continued to make swords.

With the passage of time, as the night passed, countless kinds of swordsmanship, countless kinds of body fighting tactics, all appeared on the battle platform in front of the Fuyao Palace.

Some swordsmanship obviously belongs to different fighting tactics, but they were performed by Chu Muyun and Xue Wuxian one by one, and by Hua Danqing and Remnant Xiao one by one, they can be as coherent as the wind!

The night was deep, the stars were shining, the cold wind was blowing, and the sword light was horizontal.

Tonight, there was a unique competition between Chu Muyun and the Qinglong Envoy, and all the Qingyun Testers and the leaders from all sides were fascinated.

The profound insight and ability shown by Chu Muyun and Xue Wuxian are shocking!

From the beginning to the present, Chu Muyun and Xue Wuxian have said hundreds of swordsmanship and nearly fifty kinds of fighting tactics. In the hands of Hua Danqing and Remnant Xiao, in addition to spiritual power, there is no deviation in the slightest.

Murong Bo's expression became a little deep, no matter what the outcome of this battle was, so far, the strength that Chu Muyun had shown was enough to shock him. Even if this young man can only be regarded as a mediocre person in terms of cultivation, the insight he shows and his comprehension of various fighting tactics are also destined for him to have a different path to becoming a strong man.

Just as snow has no tears, no one dares to underestimate this person.

And Chu Ting, who was not far away, rarely began to think deeply, he felt that it was necessary to talk to the Ice King and the patriarch about Chu Muyun, a young Hui clan.

Murong Luoyi, who had been silent and in a complicated mood, thought that after returning to the sect this time, she must tell Sister Yunshang all the differences between the young man in front of her. In this way, it may be possible to shorten the distance between Murong Yunshang and Chu Muyun.

Yu Linglong thought that after this experience was over, she must extend an olive branch to Chu Muyun. Whether he wants to stay in his family or not, with such understanding and talent, if there is a real strong person to guide him, then his future achievements will definitely be extraordinary.

Together with those Qingyun Testers, the teenagers who had never looked at Chu Muyun with their eyes were very reluctant to list Chu Muyun among the opponents they had to face in the Qingyun Test.

It's a form of respect, but it's also the beginning of a sense of awe.

The voices in the room gradually subsided, and the voices of discussion gradually disappeared.

"Famous Sword Style!" Xue Wutear said a sword that all the disciples in the Famous Sword Sect had cultivated.

It's an ordinary sword, but it's also a sword that's close to perfection. Because often those fighting tactics that are the basis have been perfected countless times and tend to be unsolvable.

The expression of the Dark Sword was slightly moved, this sword was already perfect for him, what he didn't expect was that in the hands of an outsider, Xiao was much stronger than some disciples in the sect who cultivated in the Spirit Washing Realm.

Chu Muyun frowned slightly, the swordsmanship of the three major sword sects of the Famous Sword Sect, the Tibetan Sword Sect and the Imperial Sword Sect all had unique features, and they were not comparable to ordinary sects.

So he responded with the introductory sword of the Tibetan Sword Sect.

"Hidden Sword Style!"

This style has been used before, and now it is even more extraordinary in Hua Danqing's hands.

Xue Wuxian's expression, which had been urgent, suddenly relaxed after Chu Muyun responded to this move.

His eyes were still staring at Chu Muyun, but he seemed to see the light of victory.

Because after these rounds of fighting, he has somewhat mastered Chu Muyun's character and the other party's response method for each move. After being verified by more than a dozen fighting tactics he had said during the battle, he felt that he had completely grasped the direction of Chu Muyun's countermeasures.

Just like this move, the famous sword-style response, after the elimination of many countermeasures in his mind, he expected that Chu Muyun would inevitably respond with the hidden sword style.

That was the case, so he laughed.

He's already planned the next move, and it's a move that will surely determine the outcome of this protracted battle.

In fact, twenty moves ago, Xue Wuxian had already begun to lay out this game.

Every time he made a move, he had already deduced countless coping changes in his heart, and then chose the method that Chu Muyun would inevitably use, and then made the next move against Chu Muyun's response.

In this way, the plot of this battle led Chu Muyun into a dead end step by step, slowly, and unknowingly.

He looked at Chu Muyun, who still looked solemn on the other side, and thought to himself that even if you Chu Muyun is very good, even if you are not inferior to any of your peers present, even yourself, you can't change the ending of tonight, this is your fate.

Encountering an opponent like Prince Qinglong, this is your luck, a very unfortunate fate.

If we weren't on the opposite side, we might have become good friends, even confidants!

However, at this moment, it should be over!

Xue Wutear rubbed her head, as if she couldn't bear to look at Chu Muyun's expression at this moment, and said, "Punish the Immortal Sword!"

Like a thunderbolt in a sunny day, the remnants of the battle platform suddenly turned cold, and a killing intent flashed.

He let down all the guards in his body at this moment, and stabbed a sword at Hua Danqing's heart.

This is the sword of fame that kills the heart, simple and direct, fast and unbreakable!

Looking at the sword that was like a meteor flying away, Hua Danqing seemed to smell a smell close to death, and suddenly clenched the folding fan in his hand, and his whole body spiritual power was ready to go. This is also an instinctive reaction in the face of danger, and if the junior brother is unable to respond to this move, he will inevitably have no scruples.

The speed of this sword was indescribable, so Chu Muyun had no time to think about it, he hurriedly took three steps forward, eager to jump on the battlefield at this moment to take this sword for his senior brother.

He didn't do it, because at this critical moment, he saw the solution in Xue Wu's tearless eyes.

"There are tears in the snowy mountains!"

He shouted, his clenched arms revealing green tendons, and then his mind went blank, leaving only those clear and bright eyes, staring at the battle platform, he knew that the moment to decide the outcome had really come.

Hua Danqing smiled at the corner of his eyes, he waved his fan and flicked it under the night sky, and the afterimages were like countless snowflakes flying, and then a cold wind blew in the night, and the countless afterimages melted in this instant, like tears in the snowy mountains.

Remnant Xiao only felt that the countless dazzling lights in front of him covered everything, and then there was a tingling pain in his chest, and his body didn't have time to defend at all, so he knelt on one knee on the battle platform.

And almost at the same time as Xiao Xiao was defeated, an indistinct shadow suddenly flashed beside Xue Wuxi's side, and with a sharp sword sound, he broke through the air and attacked Hua Danqing.

It was a sword that shone crimson!