"Ink and Wash Swordsmanship - Black River Surge!"

Jing Yunmo also showed his skills.

A sword slashed out, and the black sword light was dazzling.

Countless sword qi condensed out around him, and turned into a raging river and rushed forward.

Bang! Bang!

A deafening loud bang came again and again, and the smoke and dust instantly filled the entire ring.

This was followed by the sound of weapons clashing with bells.

As the battle became more and more intense, the ring under the feet of the two naturally began to collapse.

Rubble splattered out like hailstones.

Under the fierce battle between the two, the smoke and dust that enveloped the entire ring gradually dissipated.

The figures of the two also appeared in the eyes of the public.

If you look closely, both of them have scars on their bodies.

Obviously, both of them were hurt.

After more than a dozen rounds, Jing Yunmo raised his right foot and kicked a side, straight to Fang Hui's left door.

Seeing this, Fang Hui hurriedly raised his hand to resist.

Although he blocked the attack, his body moved several steps to the right.

After steadying his body, he raised his foot and kicked out.

Jing Yunmo quickly pulled back and dodged the opponent's attack as quickly as possible.

Fang Hui raised his sword and attacked forward, not giving the other party a chance to react at all.

In the face of the enemy's attack, Jing Yunmo's face was cold and ruthless, and he swung his sword and stabbed out.

With a sudden, countless sword qi flickered, and moved forward with the long sword attack.

"Huh?" A trace of solemnity flashed on Fang Hui's face, and with a wave of his arm, the long sword in his hand swam away like a dragon.

In the blink of an eye, the two have already fought for more than a dozen rounds, and they can't get each other's benefits.

Jing Yunmo, who found an opportunity, raised his foot and kicked hard.

With a bang, Fang Hui's abdomen endured everything, and the pain welled up in his heart.

A trace of blood flowed from the corner of his mouth.

After kicking it out, Jing Yunmo clenched his long sword with both hands and slashed down diagonally.

With a sudden, a dazzling white sword light flashed out and quickly approached Fang Hui.

Fang Hui, who had just stabilized his body, hurriedly held his sword to resist.

"Poof!" Although he blocked the attack, the strong force still hit him to the point of spitting blood.

Jing Yunmo didn't give the other party a chance to react, and stepped forward in a figure and came to the other party in an instant.

Grasp the hilt of the sword with both hands, and decisively fight back and slash down.

Enduring the pain in his body, Fang Hui held his sword to resist.

With a bang, swords collided in midair.

Immediately after, Fang Hui's body flew out like a cannonball, and at the same time, he spat blood from his mouth.

Jing Yunmo raised his sword and chased again.

After flying a certain distance, Fang Hui stabbed the ground with a sword, and with the help of ground power, he stopped flying upside down.

When he was about to catch up with the other party, Jing Yunmo stopped.

He didn't chase anymore, not because he wanted to give his opponent a respite, but because one of his feet had left the ring and stepped on the ground.

Fang Hui, whose face was stiff in place, wanted to deny this fact, but the current situation made him have to admit it.

As soon as he saw that Fang Hui had already come out of the ring, Yang Feng announced loudly: "The Great Qin Dynasty Jingyun Mosheng is victorious. ”

As this sentence came to the audience, everyone burst into warm applause.

"Alas!" With a long sigh, Fang Hui put away his long sword and bowed to Yang Feng with Jing Yunmo.

After a salute, the two of them saluted together, and then returned to the audience of their respective dynasties.

With the end of this last ring fight, today's ring fight also ends here.

The main reason for not continuing to compete is to give the participants today enough time to rest for tomorrow's final race.

After all, tomorrow it will be decided not only four or five, but also one, two, and three.

After leaving the ring, everyone returned to Rivertown and looked forward to tomorrow's final.

Back at Yunlin Villa, Qin Lang and his party began to chat.

Just when everyone was chatting happily, a soldier quickly came to the pavilion and said, "His Royal Highness the Prince, Jing Yunmo is here to find His Royal Highness the Little County King." ”

"Huh?" A flash of surprise flashed in his eyes, and Qin Lang said, "Go and bring him in." ”

"No!"

In response, the black-armored soldier got up and left.

After a while, he brought Jing Yunmo in.

"Jing Yunmo, see His Royal Highness the Prince." Jing Yunmo, who came to the pavilion, hugged his fists and saluted.

"Hmm!" After nodding, Qin Lang beckoned the other party to come and sit next to him.

Waiting for Jing Yunmo to sit down, he asked, "You came to find An Yu, what's the matter?" ”

"There really is one thing."

"Then tell him about it yourself."

"No!"

In response, Jing Yunmo's gaze turned to Qin Anyu next to him, and said with a solemn face: "Your Royal Highness the Little County King, tomorrow's ring battle, if we meet, I hope you will use ninety percent of your strength." ”

"Huh?" Qin Anyu was a little embarrassed and said, "This is not very good, right?" If you are seriously injured, then you will not be able to fight another person. ”

He wasn't worried about anything else.

He was mainly worried that he would not be able to participate in the next match because he was too heavy.

Jing Yunmo said: "I know this, but I want to see how long I can hold on to His Royal Highness the Little County King." ”

Qin Anyu was very powerful, and anyone he had ever seen was stronger.

This strength of the other party makes him excited, and he hopes to have the opportunity to fight with the other party.

Now that there is an opportunity, how can he miss it so easily?

Even if he may end up with a serious injury, he does not hesitate to fight the opponent.

Qin Lang said in a deep voice: "Are you sure you want to do this?" ”

"Pretty sure."

Jing Yunmo replied very decisively.

Seeing this, Qin Lang didn't want to say anything more, looked at Qin Anyu, and nodded at him.

Qin Anyu said: "Since you ask for this, then I will meet you." But let's talk about it, if you can't hold it, you have to say it quickly. ”

Seeing that the other party agreed, Jing Yunmo couldn't help but show a smile.

At the same time, we are looking forward to the next day.

Time flies, and in a blink of an eye, it is the next day.

As soon as he and everyone came to the ring, Qin Lang found that the audience was already full of audiences.

Ignoring the surrounding situation, he led everyone to the audience where he was.

After sitting down, everyone waited quietly.

After waiting for a while, the battle match between four or five began.

It is contested by three people.

One is Shangguan Xue Yao of the Great Qin Dynasty, the other is Fang Hui of the Great Yan Dynasty, and the last person is Pang Wei of the Great Qi Dynasty.

In the first game, Shangguan Xueyao fought against Fang Hui.

The two who went up to the ring, after Yang Feng announced the start, immediately waved the magic weapon in their hands to start a confrontation.

"This woman is so strong!" Feeling the force of the other party's spear attack, Fang Hui was secretly shocked in his heart, and his face also showed a trace of solemnity at this moment.

Shangguan Xueyao gave him the feeling that he was not weaker than Jing Yunmo at all, especially the temperament of the soldier on the other party, which made him feel a little pressured.

He even vaguely felt that in Shangguan Xueyao's body, there was a bloody aura unique to a soldier.

"It seems that if you want to defeat Shangguan Xueyao, I'm afraid it will be a very difficult thing."

Taking a deep breath, Fang Hui's gaze became firm, and he swung his sword more violently.

Shangguan Xue Yao was not to be outdone, and the spear stabbed and swept and cracked, hitting the other party and retreating again and again.

Ouyang Xinyue, the thirteenth princess of Dayan, who was on the audience stage, looked at the battle in the ring with a solemn face.

After a long time, she said in a surging voice: "Fang Hui is not Shangguan Xueyao's opponent. ”

Although the few Wupin Ruins realm powerhouses around her wanted to refute, the battle in front of them clearly told them that Fang Hui had no certainty of victory at all.

Ouyang Xinyue, the thirteenth princess of Dayan, sighed in her heart: "I thought that this time I had already made up my mind to win!" I didn't expect that the Great Qin Dynasty and the Great Qian Dynasty would send such powerful young warriors! ”

According to her guess, in this Seven Dynasties Martial Arts, even if their Dayan Dynasty does not take the first place, they can still rank second.

But I never expected that the Daqian Dynasty was actually the strongest dark horse this time!

If it weren't for the mountain of the Great Qin Dynasty, the Great Qian Dynasty would definitely be able to rank first.

Time passed little by little, and after another half an hour, Fang Hui was defeated by falling into the ring.

Although he was very unwilling, Fang Hui showed strength that was different from ordinary people, which still convinced him.

Especially the bloody aura possessed by the soldiers on the other side's body is completely restraining his existence.

Waiting for the two to return to the audience, Yang Feng in the ring waved his big hand, and the originally fragmented ring quickly recovered as before.

After resuming the ring, he didn't rush to the next fight, but waited silently.

After half of the incense was burned, Yang Feng called Fang Hui and Pang Wei to the ring.

Pang Wei, with a thin figure, clear eyebrows and beautiful eyes, cultivated to the Nine Heavens of the Seven-Rank Divine Mansion Realm, and looked like he was twenty-four or five years old.

After the two went to the ring, they confirmed each other's identities, and then took out their respective magic weapons, all of which were long swords.

Under Yang Feng's announcement, the two clenched their long swords and quickly killed each other.

The blades collided frequently in mid-air, and made a clanging sound, like a symphony of music.

After half an hour of fighting, Pang Wei was too arrogant, and was finally blocked by Fang Hui's sword.

In this regard, everyone shook their heads and regretted.

Even if Fang Hui was defeated in the hands of Shangguan Xueyao, Pang Wei should not be so lightly defeated.

It's a pity that there is no regret medicine in this world.

With the end of the second battle.

The results of the fourth and fifth places also came out.

Although Shangguan Xueyao did not fight against Pang Wei, he defeated Fang Hui in advance, so he won the fourth place, and Fang Hui won the fifth place.

After the battle of four or five people, and taking a break for a stick of incense, Yang Feng, who was on the ring, said loudly: "Qin Anyu of the Great Qin Dynasty, Jing Yunmo of the Great Qin Dynasty, please come up to the ring." ”

Hearing the call of their names, the two of them were not verbose, they stood up one after another, and flew to the ring.

Glancing at the two people scattered on the left and right, Yang Feng said expressionlessly, "You guys prepare a little." ”

"Hmm!" The two of them each nodded in response, and then began to prepare.

Qin Anyu, who had finished his muscles, also transformed.

After a while, Yang Feng said, "Are you ready?" ”

"That's it!"

"Let's get started."

The two did not speak, but took out their respective magic weapons one after another, staring at each other.

After a stalemate for a while, Jing Yunmo took the lead in raising his sword to kill. The whole body is full of strength, and there is no intention of leaving hands.