Hong Shan stood on the stage and looked at Qiu Fengqi who was walking slowly opposite.

Hong Shan was dressed in a black robe, the sleeves of the robe were embroidered with a few wavy lines of golden silk thread, his angular face was as cold as a carving, and a pair of extremely deep black eyes were flowing with an unpredictable glow.

He held a sword in his arms, the sharkskin scabbard was covered with mysterious ornaments, and the hilt was inlaid with a blue gem, which looked very noble, and was solemnly held in his arms.

Except for a few cold lights from the corners of his eyes, Hong Shan looked like he was only twenty-one or twelve years old, and he could be regarded as a cold and handsome man.

In contrast, Qiu Fengqi is like a child, his round face has just faded from the youthfulness of a teenager, and the faint fluff at the corners of his lips looks childish.

He wore a lake-blue robe that didn't fit well, and a black iron sword dangled from his waist.

The sword was three feet long and about two fingers wide.

Qiu Fengqi's sword was more like an iron ruler, with an iron ring hanging from the hilt, swaying gently as he walked.

The two walked to the center of the ring and stood still, and each clasped their fists and saluted.

"The joust begins!"

The governor of the ring, Chen Taiming, cleared his throat and announced loudly.

"Please—"

Qiu Fengqi pulled out the iron sword, and without any extra words, he stabbed straight out with a sword.

The sword body stirred, emitting a trembling hum, and with a black phantom, it stabbed towards Hongshan.

Hong Shan's body was like a light feather, fluttering backwards with the strong wind of the iron sword, and at the same time, he pulled out the long sword in his arms.

Qiu Feng was as fast as a ghost, his body was instantly bullied, and the sword crossed a black line in the air, which was no more than two inches away from Hong Shan's throat.

A crisp sound of "Zheng".

The long sword in Hong Shan's hand flipped over, blocking in front of him, feeling the strength of the iron sword against the broad sword, and said with a faint smile: "Young man, go too fast, be careful to flash your waist!"

In response to him, there was a violent black sword shadow.

Qiu Fengqi's sword swept in like a storm, stabbing him in the shoulder, neck, chest, armpits, and lower abdomen.

The iron sword, which was filled with true qi and the vitality of heaven and earth, emitted a heart-palpitating ghostly sound, and you could feel the terrifying power contained in it.

Hong Shan's long sword waved with a wave of his hand, as if it had no strength, but the tip of the sword drew a white sword light.

The white sword light collided with the black sword shadow, and the air roared, and the air flow mixed with terrifying energy dispersed in all directions.

The crowd of onlookers in the audience exclaimed, and the stone pillars at the four corners of the ring suddenly lit up, and the carved patterns on them emitted dazzling light, forming an isolation barrier as the light became more and more abundant.

The raging energy currents crashed against the invisible barrier, like the tide meeting a reef, and the drizzle above the ring was scattered in all directions.

Qiu Feng got up and took a few steps back, the hand holding the iron sword trembled slightly, and the iron ring on the hilt of the sword kept ringing.

The corners of Hong Shan's lips hooked up a sneer, and the sword stabbed Qiu Feng's throat like a white snake spitting out a letter, and the sword suddenly reappeared.

Without the slightest hesitation, Qiu Feng got up and burst out, he held the iron sword, like holding a penny, and stabbed it fiercely.

There was no fancy sword, just so fierce, like stabbing the seven inches of a snake, the sword was disillusioned.

With a tooth-aching sound of metal grinding, the two swords twisted together, creating a spark.

Feeling the endless true qi on the iron sword, tightly clinging to his long sword, Hong Shan raised his eyebrows, and between his breaths, he poured the heaven and earth vitality and true qi into the sword body, and the gem inlaid with his sword hilt suddenly emitted a faint blue light, which was breathtaking.

Qiu Fengqi gritted his teeth, straightened his sword, rubbed Hong Shan's long sword, and stabbed it fiercely.

Hongshan Dantian roared like an angry tide, and a sword swung out, under the urging of true qi, the sword soared, and the sword shadows were layered on top of each other, and the sword waves slapped towards Qiu Feng like stormy waves......

"Guantao Sword Technique!"

Some people in the crowd of onlookers exclaimed, and as soon as the two of them fought, they each exerted their strength, and at this time, Hong Shan's swordsmanship was terrifying.

Qiu Fengqi is like a small boat in the ocean, one after another waves lapping over, and there is a danger of capsizing at any time.

The iron sword in his hand is like a small boat mast, carrying floats and sinks, stubbornly supported.

"In front of me, you are not worthy of a sword at all!"

Looking at Qiu Fengqi, who kept dodging his sword qi, a lonely smile appeared on Hong Shan's face.

But the next moment, his smile froze, and his eyes shrank.

A black iron sword roared and flew like an iron anchor breaking through the waves, and in an instant, it had smashed in front of him.

The hair on Hong Shan's forehead was flying in the strong wind, and he could even smell the rust of the iron sword on the tip of his nose.

Hong Shan let out a low roar, his head flashed sharply, and the iron sword grazed the ends of his ears, cutting off a few green silks.

Seeing this scene, the students of Zhixing Academy in the audience let out a burst of cheers, and as soon as the call fell, they heard a voice sounding slowly: "A sword overturned him a donkey bear!"

The students of Zhixing Academy burst into laughter, and it was Zhuge Guaga who spoke.

Zhuge Guagua's eyebrows danced in the audience, and he couldn't help but stand up, dancing and shouting, his voice was not loud, but the cheers of the crowd just stopped, and his voice was like a stone in the ebb tide, highlighting it and appearing exceptionally clear......

Hong Shan's eyes were like electricity, and he glanced at the audience angrily, and saw a pair of cross-eyed, neck-bent Zhuge Guagua, who was at a loss, and secretly wrote it down in his heart.

Qiu Fengqi's iron sword struck again, and the black sword shadow roared violently, smashing towards Hong Shan's chest with lightning speed.

The essence in Hong Shan's eyes flashed, and the long sword in his hand turned into several shields, blocking his chest.

The metal clanged sound, and at the same time as the shield light shattered, the streamer was like rolling up a thousand piles of snow, and an angry wave swept Qiu Fengqi's body away in the storm.

Qiu Fengqi's body rolled in the air, the iron ring in his hand was pulled, and the slender iron chain was connected to the hilt of the sword, and the iron sword flew back.

His feet landed firmly on the ground, feeling a trace of pain in his ribs, Qiu Fengqi's eyes seemed to be lit with flames, and he tightly grasped the iron sword in his hand.

Hong Shan's demeanor was calm, with a sneer on the corner of his mouth, he slowly closed his eyes, and gently stroked the sword body with two fingers, his movements were gentle and elegant, as if brushing away the falling flowers of autumn, and like wiping away his lover's tears when parting.

The drizzle falling from the sky suddenly became urgent.

The light rain is as fine as a cow's hair, but when dozens of cow hairs come together, the raindrops become brighter.

The rain fell, and the light rain seemed to be heavy.

A drop of rain the size of a bean fell on Hongshan's sword and suddenly stopped.

Hong Shan's long sword flicked, and the raindrops shot out.

A silver line crossed the air, and then the raindrop began to accelerate, accelerating to a terrifying level, and in the process of accelerating, it naturally elongated into a thin small sword.

There was a soft "snort".

Qiu Fengqi opened a gap in the placket of his chest, and a bloody mark appeared on his bare skin.

The smile on Hong Shan's face converged at this time, the few tiny wrinkles in the corners of his eyes were smoothed out by some strange fluorescence, and the hair and skin of his body began to flash with a jade luster, and a rolling heat made all the rain falling in the sky turn into white vapor, and a strong killing breath began to fill the entire ring.

"Listen to the rain sword technique!"

Someone under the ring exclaimed, and more of them were the excited exclamations of the students of Longmen Academy.

Qiu Fengqi's body suddenly sounded a phoenix roar, and the whole person rose from the ground, an awe-inspiring momentum leaked from his body, and his not tall figure looked extremely majestic.

The sword in his hand was like a red-hot iron ruler, and with a fierce sword, several flames erupted, and the intertwined flames vaguely turned into a phoenix phantom, sweeping the entire ring.

Hong Shan's closed eyes suddenly opened, his expression became solemn, his long sword flipped over, and it was horizontal in front of his chest, and fine runes appeared on the sword, flashing with a palpitating light.

And his whole person is like a long sword out of the sheath, unmatched.

Several stone pillars in the ring emitted a strong light, forming an impermeable light curtain, few burning flames pierced out, and the billowing heat and burning sparks were forced to vent towards the sky above, and from a distance, it was like a huge furnace suddenly erected between heaven and earth.

In the center of the furnace, the iron sword in Qiu Fengqi's hand had turned red, and his figure was like a god, and at a glance, a fear rose from the bottom of his heart.

The mountains in front of him had disappeared, and only thousands of fine rain threads were coming towards him like countless small swords......

"Fengwu Nine Days, True Martial War Soul, True Martial Sect's "True Martial Heart Sutra", really unique, this Qiu Fengqi was able to fight against Hongshan for so long, but he was only slightly injured!"

Xin Wuming wrapped his pale face in his robe and whispered to Cui Taichu.

"After cultivating the True Martial Heart Sutra, Danji's true qi is already stronger than ordinary people, and this son has even condensed the true martial arts battle spirit, which should be very valued by the True Martial Arts Sect, but I am very confident in Hongshan's swordsmanship!"

Cui Taichu stroked his beard, and a smile bloomed in the corners of his eyes: "If this son is hit hard, the True Martial Sect will definitely be angry with Zhixing Academy, for such a result...... We'd love to see it happen! ”

The fight in the ring was earth-shattering, where had the ministers seen this kind of competition, one by one they held their breath, and they didn't dare to breathe when they watched the atmosphere.

Emperor Chen sat upright with a calm demeanor, and the drizzle flying obliquely, through the Ming Huang Luo umbrella, occasionally fell a few strands, sticking to his sideburns black hair, like wet beads of sweat.

On the other side of the seat, Cheng Ziya stared at the ring with blazing eyes, rolled his Adam's apple a few times, and couldn't help but speak: "I didn't expect Longmen Academy to recruit such a good player, I knew that this was the case, we should recall the master disciples who have traveled abroad!"

"They have been planning for a long time, just for this day...... Even if we win today, we will ...... in the future There will be more troubles waiting for us, so as to cope with all changes, Ziya...... It's all about it! ”

Wei Zhilin stroked the three strands of long beard, smiled lightly, and gently patted Cheng Ziya's arm.

"Senior brother, you say...... Will we win this one? ”

Cheng Ziya's eyes widened, leaned forward, looked at the ring nervously, and muttered to himself.

"It's hard to ......"

Wei Zhilin shook his head, glanced at Emperor Chen's back, and then stared in the direction of the ring.