Bai Tuiyin just stood there quietly with a hint of a smile on his face. Just by looking at his expression, no matter who it is, he will not think that he is dueling.

Wudang Bai Tui Yin, the top ten in the sect, and his brother Bai Tui Yang practiced Yin and Yang swordsmanship, and his power was unparalleled. The information about Bai Tuiyang that appeared in Xiao Qingsong's mind was very brief, but it was definitely not simple.

The Liangyi swordsmanship is a swordsmanship from the second order of Wudang upwards, and it is naturally extremely powerful. However, this swordsmanship requires two people to practice together to exert the maximum power, and it is good to be able to play half of the level of a single sword. However, Bai Tuiyin and Bai Tuiyang are both top ten in martial arts, and this ranking will never be obtained by them by two hits and one by one, only a fool will think that he is weak when he is alone.

"Offended!" Knowing that he will lose but also show his sword, Xiao Qingsong has just passed the competition, and now he is in the state, he wants to strike while the iron is hot, maybe there will be a chance.

The dragon-patterned sword struck like a white snake, stabbing the opponent's throat with a cold light.

Bai Tuiyang's smile remained unchanged, and his neck only tilted back slightly by two points.

Xiao Qingsong was overjoyed, his move was a false move, as long as he deceived the other party's moves, he would immediately switch to a sword out of Huashan to attack, so that the other party had no time to defend.

Bai Tuiyang's neck only moved for a moment, and then it never moved, others couldn't see what it meant, but Xiao Qingsong understood. The other party also knows that his first move is a false move, and he is also luring himself to make a real move.

It's better not to understand than not to understand, but if you understand, you will lose three points of confidence. The move has been out, and Xiao Qingsong can no longer be distracted, and the first move of the life-threatening chain of three immortal swords came out of Huashan, and he used it again.

Bai Tuiyang also blocked it with a horizontal sword, but he was still one-handed.

The two swords intersected, and the sound of metal striking each other that everyone was expecting did not happen, and the two swords seemed to have turned into two lumps of cotton, and they touched each other quietly, silently.

Sure enough, I can't beat it! Xiao Qingsong knew very well that the move of the sword out of Huashan was strong and heavy, and when it intersected with other weapons, it would never be able to make any sound, unless his own strength was all resolved by the other party. It's just that since he has already made a move, he will never admit defeat with one move, and now he still has the strength to fight.

He didn't have the ability to continuously use his sword out of Huashan, so he could only withdraw first, defend himself, and then look for an opportunity. Although Huashan swordsmanship is not durable, it is still no problem to prevent three or five moves. After making up his mind, Xiao Qingsong withdrew his sword with his hand, but felt a wave of resistance appear.

Bai Tuiyang's dragon pattern sword flashed with a slight black light, and it was entangled with Xiao Qingsong's dragon pattern sword, and the two of them remained motionless in this posture as if they were fixed.

No one will think that this is their politeness, as long as you are careful, you can find the raised green tendons on the back of Xiao Qingsong's hands and the fine sweat on the door of his head.

Bai Tuiyang didn't know what technique he used, so he stuck to Xiao Qingsong's sword, and then used internal force to exert pressure and forcibly compete with internal force.

Players with a little common sense know that in addition to Zixia Divine Skill, the Huashan Sect's other internal skills and Wudang can only be described as scum. And the competition for internal strength is extremely dangerous, if you are not careful, you will either die or be injured, and the injury is the kind of internal injury that takes a long time to recuperate. Huashan and Wudang competed for internal strength, and they had already lost.

Xiao Qingsong didn't know this, of course he didn't want to compete with internal strength, but people were too sticky. Now there are two methods, one is to take advantage of the small consumption and withdraw the sword with all his strength due to some internal injuries. The other is to let go and lose his weapon.

Giving up one's sword, for some swordsmen, is equivalent to giving up one's life. Although Xiao Qingsong will not reach this realm, he will not let go easily. Isn't it just a little internal injury, and it's not a shame to lose in the hands of Bai Tuiyin. But if you abandon your sword in front of thousands of people to save your life, it will be a shame and a big loss.

After thinking clearly, Xiao Qingsong suddenly exerted his strength, used all the internal forces, and drew his sword and retreated.

With this pull, the force in his hand disappeared in vain, and the huge inertia made him take seven steps back in a row before he stabilized his figure.

"You ......" As soon as Xiao Qingsong said the word, his internal organs churned for a while, and he blurted out against the blood.

It turned out that Bai Tuiyin loosened his strength at the same time as he exerted his strength, causing his internal force to lose control, and he was shocked to his internal organs and suffered serious internal injuries. It's like a tug-of-war on both sides, when everyone is using their strength to feed, one side suddenly lets go, and the other side is bound to fall.

"Senior Brother Bai is so calculating!" The sword was traceless, he took out a pill and gave it to Xiao Qingsong, and after the other Huashan disciples helped him down, he came to Bai Tuiyin with his sword.

Bai Tuiyin still had a smile on his face, and made a Taoist compilation, saying: "If you miss a hand, please also ask Senior Brother Jian Haihan." ”

"Humph!" Jian Wuxian sneered, raised his sword across his chest, and said: "It's endless, it's still practical, Senior Brother Bai, please advise!" ”

As soon as the words fell, the sword traceless man walked with the sword, and with a move, Feng Laiyi pointed directly at the target's chest.

Bai Tui Yin also took out his sword almost at the same time, and his backhand was just right. He used the entanglement to control it, but unexpectedly, the opponent's sword blade shook, quickly broke away from the entanglement, and stabbed out with a very fast sword. Bai Tuiyin's long sword slashed downward, drew a semicircle, and just set up the opponent's sword, and the sword trembled again, and then stabbed from somewhere else.

Two swords, one seems to be slow, always trying to intercept. One is extremely fast, but it is a one-hit catch, and never does much entanglement. The two of them made simple and single moves, so they consumed one attack and one defense.

Ordinary people may not understand it, but Hao Fei knows it well. These two people are both in the realm of subtlety, and when one party moves, the other party can roughly estimate the countermeasures. So here one wants to be clingy, the other doesn't want to be sticky, one wants to attack quickly, and the other concentrates on defense, so you go back and forth.

Since Jian Wuxian was lost once by Quanzhen, he has worked his internal strength. To be honest, he is not very afraid of consumption now, but this is also his hole card, so it is good not to show it.

"Look at the sword!" Just when everyone thought that this pattern would continue, the sword was activated. He made a false move to induce the other party to do half of the action, and then the sword came out of Huashan and suddenly cast.

This move made it so sudden that the onlookers couldn't help but exclaim.

Bai Tuiyin was not in a hurry, the sword walked in a circle, and in an instant, it turned into a posture of a horizontal sword in the air.

Just now, Xiao Qingsong was defeated by this move, but the sword without a trace did not hesitate at all, and still slashed.

"Bell!" The two swords intersected, making an extremely slight sound. This sound also means that Bai Tuiyin cannot completely dissolve the opponent's sword momentum.

The corners of the sword without a trace of the mouth were slightly upturned, and the long sword turned and slashed downward, flashing sparks out of the other party's control, and turned into a waist and horizontal slash.

Bai Tuiyin's face instantly became serious, he was in the game very well aware of the power of the opponent's sword, and the sword qi had blocked the direction he could dodge, so he could only resist.