The dust gradually dispersed, and Bai Jiu's figure was revealed.

He knelt on one knee, his sword supporting his slightly trembling body, and his clothes were covered with dust, looking very embarrassed.

In just a few breaths, Bai Jiu's body was already transparent in front of Qingchuan.

He looked at Bai Jiu and said softly, "When fighting in hand-to-hand combat, body technique is indeed very important. But at this time, it is just to increase one's own consumption. The flying sword figure himself does not move, the sword is thousands of miles, where my eyes can see, where I can calculate, where can you hide in this area? ”

Bai Jiu didn't speak, he stood up and rubbed his soft right hand. The moment Harukawa's sword fell, it also fell in his eyes, and he stopped, raised the bright night tour, and just like that, it was across his chest.

The thunder and lightning were all blocked, but the sharp sword intent still injured Bai Jiu's right hand holding the sword.

"You're consuming me, and I'm consuming you. Since you can't dodge, let's use a sword. After speaking, Bai Jiu raised his sword and stood up.

In just an instant, his figure disappeared in place again, and when he appeared, he was already in front of Harukawa's eyes.

The bright sword was lifted into the air by him, and then he descended from the sky without hesitation.

The Night Wandering Sword was bright, and when it was held in the air, it even blocked a piece of sunlight, like a majestic mountain, falling in vain.

Qingchuan was covered by the long sword, and he felt that the magnificent momentum gradually became solemn, and the hands attached to him stretched out at the same time, and the flying sword stabbed out directly.

Bai Jiu took a step forward.

Harukawa took a step back.

Then there was a roar.

The cyan shrubs were swept by the scattered sword qi, and the fragile branches and green leaves fell like snow.

I don't know who shouted in the field, and after a while, countless dazzling sword lights rose in this wide field, stone chips flew everywhere, green leaves and weeds shattered again and again, and smoke and dust made a big fuss, completely covering this emptiness.

The big men on the clouds had already known that the battle had entered the most intense point, and they closed their eyes in the face of billowing smoke and dust.

Countless powerful divine senses broke through the clouds, and they did not intersect with each other, like several invisible heavenly river waterfalls, falling into the dust.

Except for the second prince, all of these big names are in the realm of pure contemplation, and the degree of use of divine consciousness is naturally not a problem. The scene of the fight in the smoke and dust soon formed a beautiful image color in the sea of knowledge.

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"Is this a flying sword?"

"To be able to ignore the temptation of the Great Dao and practice like this, how strong is this son's heart."

"With such a heart, if I am given five years to cultivate in my Dayu military, I will definitely let him become a god general."

"Looking around, the wind and rain in all directions, the Sigu Sword and the Bafang Sword of the Mountain Cliff Academy were used by him in this way, and he didn't want to add a little more momentum, but what kind of sword did Bai Jiu use? How do I seem to have seen it somewhere. ”

"Such awe-inspiring swordsmanship, such respect for each other, it should be the gentleman's sword of Qingfeng Temple."

"Since the gentleman's sword is out, then this little bit of an advantage can be taken advantage of."

"The outcome is undecided, and we must not make a rash decision."

The praise of the crowd and the verdict of the crowd were finally terminated by Vice Dean Mo's voice.

Harukawa is strong, and Hakuhisa is strong.

It's just that no one dares to decide who is stronger before winning or losing.

Perhaps only Lord Martial Saint can see the slight gap from it.

In that piece of smoke and dust, Qingchuan's sword was like a sharp spear, wanting to pierce the iron armor on Bai Jiu's body.

The sword light was everywhere, and it was even sharper, but after these bright sword lights, there was always a bright spark.

This proves that every time this fearless flying sword is shot, Bai Jiu's long sword can be connected head-on, and there is no intention of avoiding it at all.

The sword light was vertical and horizontal, in fact, it was only a few breaths, but the spark appeared more than a hundred times.

And under that cloud, in the open sky, a black thundercloud slowly floated, and gradually a Ling Ran sword qi swept out of it.

Vice Dean Mo frowned slightly, looking at the black thundercloud, his expression became more and more solemn. Finally, when the black cloud was about to form, a calm figure like him couldn't recognize it and exclaimed: "The wind and thunder? ”

Mountain Cliff Academy can be famous in the world, and naturally it is not just a vain name in the world.

For a long time, Seifuin and the Lingmen Academy behind it were known as the representatives of Confucianism, but just a few decades ago, such representatives reappeared, and that was the Mountain Cliff Academy.

What can really make it quickly enter the field of vision of everyone in a few decades is the strength he has shown in the cultivation world and the status he represents now.

The mountain lord Lieiko is known as the Xili Wensheng, and the students of the Mountain Cliff Academy are also known as the Mountain Cliff Scholars.

Being able to become famous in the cultivation world is naturally strength, and there are two swords in the Courtyard of Mountain Cliff Academy - the Sigu Sword and the Bafang Sword.

In the previous battle, Qing Chuan used the flying sword to perfectly show his proficiency in the use of these two swords, switching back and forth between vertical and horizontal, without the slightest hint of unsufficiency.

It's just that everyone sighed, and even Vice Dean Mo couldn't believe that Qingchuan had cultivated the Bafang Sword to the point of wind and thunder.

Maybe it's because the heaven and earth in the small world of the mountain and river mirror are more sensitive, so the effect of wind and thunder is more obvious than in the outside world, but even so, Qingchuan can resonate in the small world in the realm of the spirit, and it is still amazing.

Weng snorted softly.

Qingchuan pointed to the sky, the long sword roared away, and in an instant, the black thunderclouds began to stir violently, and in the midst of the surging wind, a burst of thunder light burst down from the black clouds.

The flying sword was under the thundercloud, and the thunder light fell without causing the slightest damage to it, and the flying sword seemed to absorb all the violence, and the white sword body became brighter and brighter, as if it had become a real lightning bolt at this moment.

Bai Jiu looked sideways at the sky, his lowered eyebrows and eyes were gently raised, he looked at the flying sword that seemed to be lightning and did not make the slightest movement, but asked with some doubts: "The black clouds do not disperse, how many times can you use a sword as strong as this?" ”

Qingchuan didn't look at the sword, he looked at Bai Jiu with a somewhat solemn expression. Obviously, at this time, his sword momentum was great, and he even used the sword technique of carrying the induction of heaven and earth such as wind and thunder, and it seemed that he was completely sure, but he did not have a trace of ease, and the more indifferent Bai Jiu's expression was, the more dignified he became.

"With the help of the sensitivity of the small world heaven and earth, if I am outside, I can use this kind of sword move twice, but today, I can use it three times."

Bai Jiu nodded, then shook his head again, and said, "This kind of sword technique with the help of heaven and earth to achieve a sword technique, although the power should not be underestimated, but if you want to completely defeat me, this kind of power is still not enough. ”

Hearing this, Qingchuan changed color slightly.

Bai Jiu continued: "If this thundercloud is all your hole cards, then put away this useless temptation and use all your strength directly. I also happen to have a sword, which may have something to do with your thundercloud. ”

After speaking, Bai Jiu didn't wait for Qingchuan to reply, raised his hand and raised his sword to the sky, and all the remaining true qi in his body gushed out in an instant like a torrent, and an ethereal sword intent rushed straight into the sky from in front of him.

"What is this?" Vice Dean Mo frowned slightly, this ethereal sword intent that rushed to the sky, he had a bit of a sense of déjà vu, but he couldn't think of which sword duel it was.

Not only him, but also Coach Zhu and the vice president of the Purple Shirt Affiliated Academy, and even the representatives of the Dongzhou factions also have this feeling.

The sharp heaven and earth of the small world of mountains and rivers mirrors, the induction that was born at the moment when the sword intent soared into the sky, the thundercloud that was originally stirring became slower and slower, and the lightning hairspring like a thunder snake in the thundercloud gradually became indifferent.

The black clouds gradually widened, and more white clouds drifted from nowhere in the surrounding sky, diluting the color of the black clouds more and more, and those moist clouds and thunderclouds triggered, and the air in the small world suddenly moistened.

Qing Chuan looked at the clouds in the sky more and more solemnly, he could feel his sword intent in the thundercloud slowly sublimating, but he could also feel that in this white cloud, a more terrifying sword intent was slowly forming.

He knew that he couldn't wait any longer, and the white flying sword let out a roar, as if it had broken through space, and stabbed straight out with a terrifying thunderbolt intent.

Bai Jiu looked at the white lightning that broke through the sky seriously, and then gently raised his sword.

There were drops of water falling on the green leaves, making a ticking sound.

Harukawa wiped the moisture from the tip of his nose and found that it was getting wetter and bigger, his hair was wet, his clothes were wet, the flying dust was washed down, and the ground was full of ticking sounds.

It turned out to be raining.

This rain came very suddenly, and the speed of the raindrops falling was faster than the white flying sword that broke through the sky, and the original smoke and dust in the field was only a moment, and it was washed clean by this majestic rain.

"It turned out to be the Qingyu Sword." The vice president of the Purple Shirt Annexed House let out an exclamation, but his expression became more and more solemn.

Coach Zhu also opened his mouth wide, looking incredible.

The entire continent knows the Qingyu Sword, and even more so that it is the heirloom sword duel of the Xifeng Chen family.

Everyone still had no time to guess why the Chen family's Qingyu Sword appeared here, and what was the relationship between this young man from the Bai family from Xifeng City and the Chen family, Bai Jiu had already come out of the sword.

The Night Wandering Sword was very bright, this unworthy long sword walked smoothly in the rain, the tight rain curtain did not get out of the way, let alone be cut by the long sword, but changed direction as the long sword walked.

Only those who have comprehended a certain level of kendo can see the terrifying side from this ordinary scene. The rain follows the sword, then this rain is the sword momentum of this sword, so every drop of rain contains a terrifying sword intent.

Bai Jiu's sword was carrying the wind and rain and met the white lightning.

As if he felt the terrifying sword intent contained in this rain, Qingchuan's expression was solemn to the extreme. The flying sword is the most difficult to control in the extreme speed of the sword, but he pinches the sword despite being eaten by the internal force.

Because he knew that if he didn't use all his strength, he would definitely lose.