That's when it happened.

I saw Ling Jiuqiu's figure swaying slightly, dodging the attack with an extremely graceful attitude, and swinging his long sword and slashing towards Fang Xianhui's back.

The sword is like an antelope hanging on its horns.

Swift, abrupt, and nowhere to be found.

"Huh?"

"It's ......"

Fang Hanhai, who was not far away, suddenly lit up.

"This kind of body realm, there is a faint charm of the unity of heaven and man, could it be that in addition to his root bone talent, his understanding is so strong?"

"Not necessarily, we'll have to wait a little longer."

on the battlefield.

Fang Xianhui almost didn't react in the face of this abrupt counterattack, so he had to hurriedly use his body and continue to rush forward for a distance, barely dodging the blow.

"What a flexible body!"

In just two encounters in an instant, Fang Xianhui completely saw the strength of his opponent, which made him look solemn.

He had to admit that this was definitely a very tricky opponent, the attack burst was stronger than him, and his body was not weaker than him, and he was definitely the top teenager Tianjiao.

If you are careless, you may lose.

"Come on! Go on! ”

Ling Jiuqiu clenched the long sword with both hands, squatted down slightly, and slowly slid forward with his left foot, staggling with his right foot, putting on a posture that was ready to attack at any time.

A smile of excitement rose into his face.

This kind of evenly matched battle is what makes his blood boil the most, not to mention that there is a senior who does not know the depth of the battle on the side, which is enough to ensure the safety of both parties.

He can completely let go of his hands and feet, put aside all scruples, and feel his all-round combat effectiveness.

"Heaven-level martial soul, son of the family, let me feel your strength!"

Ling Jiuqiu shouted excitedly, and as soon as his feet moved, the whole person suddenly rushed forward, and arrived in front of Fang Xianhui in the blink of an eye.

Ground-level lower-grade martial soul ink scale sword.

True Martial Mixed Yuan Gong Triple Force.

Xuan-level top-grade meteorite swordsmanship, proficient realm.

Under the superposition of the triple increase of martial soul, martial arts, and martial arts, according to Ling Jiuqiu's induction, his explosive power increased by more than five times!

If it was against a three-spirited sea realm martial artist who had no martial soul, no exercises, and no martial arts, Ling Jiuqiu would probably be able to easily leapfrog the level and fight, and it would be across several small realms.

Of course, even if there really is such an ordinary martial artist with three nothings, I am afraid that there is no chance to break through to the Spirit Sea Realm.

And Fang Xianhui in front of him.

As a child of a family, he has a strong background behind him, and his martial arts are definitely stronger than him.

Not to mention the martial soul, the heaven-level martial soul dragon spine sword can be seen to be much stronger than him with the naked eye.

In the first head-to-head confrontation between the two, they had a slight advantage.

After ruling out the possibility that the other party deliberately restrained his strength, he guessed that it was probably because his cultivation level or the cultivation realm was better than the other party.

"Whew!"

The body is broken through the air, and the long sword is like a rainbow.

Ling Jiuqiu's blow really exerted all his strength and slashed towards Fang Xianhui's waist.

Fang Xianhui's face was solemn, his sword was held in both hands, and he suddenly slashed down, colliding with Ling Jiuqiu's long sword.

"Hammer!"

At the same time as the sound of the sword suddenly sounded, the two of them had already changed their footsteps, turning into afterimages, tossing and turning in the open field, constantly exchanging blows.

Violent fluctuations of true qi continued to emanate.

The sound of sharp metal clashing sounded intensively.

Fang Qingyi on the side was already dumbfounded, chasing the figures of the two in a daze, but he could only barely see the afterimage of their movement, and he couldn't see their specific movements at all.

Fang Hanhai, who was not far from the battle circle, also watched all the movements of the two of them intently.

"Sure enough......"

"This is the martial arts artistic conception of the unity of heaven and man!"

For a long time, Fang Hanhai secretly sighed.

"Boyuan's intelligence said that Ling Jiuqiu is not yet sixteen years old, and his cultivation has only been more than five months now, and while his cultivation speed is so exaggerated, he can also comprehend the martial arts artistic conception of the unity of heaven and man, which is really peerless!"

"Even in all the records of peerless celestial pride, his current performance can be called top-notch."

"Although I have high hopes for Xianhui, the potential he shows is obviously not as good as Ling Jiuqiu's, and his current actual combat is not Ling Jiuqiu's opponent."

"It's a good thing to be able to let Jiuqiu teach him a profound lesson."

The fierce battle between the two seemed to be evenly matched, but in Fang Hanhai's eyes, Ling Jiuqiu had the absolute upper hand.

The martial arts artistic conception of the unity of heaven and man is enough for him to resonate with heaven and earth, although for the time being, because the cultivation is too low, and the combat power cannot be increased, but compared with ordinary martial artists who have not mastered the unity of heaven and man, the grasp of the rhythm of battle is more accurate.

It is embodied in the body method.

It is the magical sense of the spring breeze before the cicada, as well as the instinctive dodge ability.

Even if it is an opponent with the same strength, there will be an obvious difference in strength because of this, not to mention, Ling Jiuqiu's explosive power is slightly stronger than Fang Xianhui.

The gap between the two aspects combined made Ling Jiuqiu's strength surpass Fang Xianhui a lot.

In Fang Hanhai's opinion, the reason why Ling Jiuqiu didn't win so quickly should be just to save some face for Fang Xianhui.

"Not to mention anything else, Ling Jiuqiu's heart is much more mature than Xianhui's elm head."

Fang Hanhai said secretly in his heart.

But what he didn't know was that the reason why Ling Jiuqiu didn't try to win as soon as possible was just because he didn't want to win by relying on his body.

Ling Jiuqiu has always liked the thrill of fighting with fists to the flesh, if it weren't for the situation of facing a crisis or needing to kill the enemy as soon as possible, he wouldn't even like to hold a sword, let alone rely on his body to fight.

For him.

Fight.

Sometimes it's to kill people and plunder martial spirits.

Sometimes it's just to defeat the opponent and achieve a certain goal.

Sometimes, it's to enjoy the blood-boiling and hearty process.

Now, it's time to enjoy the battle!

There is neither the boredom of easily crushing the opponent, nor the grievance of being crushed by the enemy, this kind of evenly matched battle is a feeling that Jiuqiu has never experienced in his previous life.

Crazy, hot-blooded, and happy!

It's enough to make you forget everything!

"Haha! Come on! ”

"Aren't you convinced?"

"Aren't you a self-proclaimed top-notch celestial? If you're not convinced, then try to beat me! ”

Ling Jiuqiu was like a raging demon beast, frantically chasing Fang Xianhui's figure.

Sword after sword, constantly slashing down.

From time to time, his mouth shouted excitedly.

On the other hand, Fang Xianhui's face was as black as the bottom of a pot at this time, and he didn't say a word with a calm face.

Sometimes dodge attacks, sometimes resist head-on.

In just a few minutes, they clashed at least hundreds of times, and the sound of 'sloppy' was endless.

There was only a slight difference in the explosive power of the two, but after so many collisions, his hands were already a little numb.

"If this continues, I'm doomed!"

Fang Xianhui's mind was racing, trying to restrain his emotions, ignoring the other party's provocative words, and began to try new tactics.

But in the end, he still felt that there was nothing he could do.

When the body style and attack are not as good as the opponent, in a frontal battle, how can it be possible to achieve a turnaround with tactics alone?

After another moment.

When the two clashed again, Fang Xianhui's hands were sore, he could no longer hold the long sword in his hand, and was blown out by a burst of great force.

The whole person opened the door wide.

Just as Fang Xianhui was about to continue to dodge, a long sword pointed at his chest.