Shen Hao's kendo artistic conception is actually very high, but it lacks actual combat, and it is all Qinglian Venerable's understanding of kendo, he needs a hearty battle to transform this understanding into his own.

Duanmu Qingyun and Shen Hao didn't dare to strike first, whoever made the first move would definitely show their flaws first.

At this moment, they didn't even blink their eyes, staring straight at each other.

With only seven steps away, who would dare to blink?

The moment you blink, you're defeated!

This is a duel between masters, and no slight mistake can be made, not only in terms of sword, but also in terms of mental strength, will, and patience.

Duanmu Qingyun didn't mean to underestimate Shen Hao at all, although his cultivation had reached the fifth order of the world, and he had experienced a baptism of blood in Xuanyuan Ancient City.

But it was precisely because of this that he could feel that Shen Hao was not a simple opponent.

Just like that, the two confronted each other for more than half an hour, Duanmu Qingyun's eyes became sour, and his eyelids jumped slightly.

On the other hand, Shen Hao was still as motionless as a mountain, standing there with a calm expression.

You must know that Shen Hao has put the innate Xuanhuang Qi into the lifeland, and under the infection of this wisp of innate qi, his physical body and vitality are slowly becoming stronger all the time.

"I can't go on, wait any longer, I'll lose before I make a move."

Duanmu Qingyun suddenly made a move, and the two swords in his hand burst out with a burst of strong light, and they actually merged into one and turned into a black heavy sword.

Immediately, he took one step and exerted extreme speed, and before the people below could react, the heavy sword in his hand pierced Shen Hao's body.

There was an exclamation from the audience, and in the next second, Shen Hao's figure gradually blurred and slowly disappeared, turning out to be just an afterimage.

At the moment when Duanmu Qingyun made a move, Shen Hao jumped up first and slashed a sword from top to bottom, which was faster than Duanmu Qingyun.

"Bang!"

Duanmu Qingyun had already changed his move the moment he pierced the air, and the sword body was raised upward, and the two sword blades collided together, splashing a large amount of fire.

The force of the shock bounced the two men away, and they stood on the edge of each side of the ring.

"Interesting." Duanmu Qingyun's eyes burst out with two dazzling rays of essence.

The bones and muscles in the body move rapidly, making a "crackling" sound.

He changed his previous fighting style when he used the dual swords, gave up those bells and whistles, and strode towards Shen Hao, seemingly walking very slowly, but in an instant, he walked in front of Shen Hao.

"Bang!"

After the two swords were united, the sword body became very heavy, more than 200 catties, like a door panel, slashing diagonally towards Shen Hao.

Grains of fire appeared on the blade of the sword, as if it had turned into a flaming sword, and the speed was so fast that it brought a burst of wind and thunder.

This seemed like a simple sword, but Shen Hao found that his retreat was completely blocked, and he couldn't avoid it at all.

Shen Hao's body sank, using skillful force, his arm trembled, and the Flying Frost Sword was like a spirit snake swimming on top of the black giant sword, pushing the power on the black giant sword in another direction.

A strange color flashed in Duanmu Qingyun's eyes, and he immediately slashed down with another sword, and the swordsmanship opened and closed widely, without dragging mud and water at all.

"Bang!"

Shen Hao fought hard with a sword, and the powerful force shook his arm numb, and he took a few steps back.

"With your strength, you can also rank first in Xuanyuan Ancient City." Duanmu Qingyun held the sword in both hands, and his expression was solemn.

Shen Hao said with a smile: "If I have the opportunity, I will go to Xuanyuan Ancient City to learn all the Tianjiao, and now, you can also take me a sword to try." ”

Before the words fell, Shen Hao stepped on Xuanji's steps, and rushed to Duanmu Qingyun's side in the blink of an eye.

"What a speed!"

Duanmu Qingyun only felt that his eyes were flickering, a sword light had already slashed to the top of his head, and the overflowing sword qi had already cut through his skin, and a tingling sensation came from his head.

"Huh!"

Duanmu Qingyun's body leaned back, holding his sword in both hands, and stabbed in the air.

Shen Hao's body twisted, dodged the tip of the sword, and fell behind Duanmu Qingyun, the aura in his body was running rapidly, and a layer of water vapor appeared on the sword body of the Flying Frost Sword.

"Water Cloud Flowing Song!"

The Beginner Dao Sword Technique, the Water Cloud Sword Technique, was just cultivated by Shen Hao some time ago.

The reason why he was able to cultivate a sword technique to the beginning so quickly was due to Venerable Qinglian's inheritance and comprehension.

What Shen Hao has to do is to turn these insights into his own understanding, and then surpass the previous sages, then he will be considered a teacher.

At this stage, it is still rare for him to surpass his predecessors, but it is much easier to transform these into his own perceptions.

At this moment, after Shen Hao performed this sword technique, his perception of the artistic conception of the sword path soared.

The artistic conception of kendo is divided into four stages, the body walks with the sword, the sword walks with the body, the sword walks with the heart, and the sword heart is clear.

At this stage, Shen Hao's sword art conception is at the high level of the sword walking with his heart.

"What a strong kendo artistic conception!"

Duanmu Qingyun felt the sword intent attacking behind him, his face changed, his body did not move, and the battle sword stabbed backwards, like an iron shield, blocking the slashing Flying Frost Sword.

"Whoa!"

The two swords collided violently, emitting grains of sparks.

"Kill with a sword!"

Duanmu Qingyun turned around suddenly, his legs sank, and he slashed out horizontally with a sword.

This sword belongs to the sword move of the primary level of the Xuan level, and it is Duanmu Qingyun who has experienced dozens of battles and killed thousands of spirit beasts before he successfully cultivated this sword in the ancient city of Xuanyuan.

As soon as the swordsmanship came out, it had the momentum of sweeping thousands of troops.

At this moment, the two of them were close at hand, and in the face of Duanmu Qingyun's killing sword, Shen Hao also had to take it hard.

This is Duanmu Qingyun's experience in a hundred battles, he knows that Shen Hao's swordsmanship is quite subtle, and the speed is very fast, so he will not give him a chance to dodge, forcing him to be tough head-on.

"Bang!"

The two swords collided, emitting a deafening sword roar.

Shen Hao relied on the subtlety of Xuanji's steps, narrowly avoided this sword, and his body retreated.

Duanmu Qingyun did not hesitate, he stepped forward, holding the hilt of the sword with both hands, full of momentum, and shouted: "A sword breaks mountains and rivers!" ”

"Whoa!"

Grains of fire appeared on the blade of the sword, like a wave of fire, slashing towards Shen Hao.

Shen Hao kicked his legs, ejected, and stepped on the back of the heavy sword in Duanmu Qingyun's hand, stepping on the heavy sword slightly.

At the same time, Shen Hao flicked his wrist and threw the Flying Frost Sword out.

"Bang!"

Duanmu Qingyun quickly changed his move, swung his sword and slashed upwards to block the attacking Flying Frost Sword.

Just when he was about to raise his sword to attack Shen Hao, suddenly, a strong wind slashed from the side.

Shen Hao used his palm as a sword and slashed at Duanmu Qingyun's neck, and with a bang, he directly knocked him to the ground.

Duanmu Qingyun rolled his eyes and fell directly into a coma.

In the last blow, Shen Hao left his hand, otherwise with just this palm, he could cut off his neck and kill him.