The ice and snow of Kunlun Mountain have never melted in the warm spring season, not to mention the cold winter wax moon, which is even more cold to the bone.

Even so, the cheers of the crowd were still excited, like a surging river.

Zhuge Xingyun couldn't guess the purpose of Lu Daoyou's actions at all, but he felt the signal of the crisis.

The first game of the annual martial arts rematch, Song Li vs. Chu Jianhua, these two have similar cultivation, they fought for it last year, and this year they still couldn't avoid the suffocating peak showdown.

Cheng Yifeng announced with a deep face: "The first game of the rematch has officially begun, and two disciples are invited to the stage. ”

A warm applause greeted Song Li on the stage, but Chu Jianhua was missing, just when everyone was puzzled, Cheng Yifeng sighed and said: "Chu Jianhua has not recovered from his injury, so he gave up this competition." ”

As a result, Song Li directly advanced to the top three, and the expectations were disappointing, and he could only meet the second game of the rematch, Hong Jun vs. Lin Yuyao of Yuxu Peak.

Chu Jianhua and Fan Mo, who were in the top three last year, were eliminated one after another, but it gave everyone an extra layer of suspense, for the two people on the stage, Lin Miaoyao's cheers were higher, but in terms of cultivation, Hong Jun was slightly better.

In the ring, Lin Yuyao was still so elegant, the long sword in his hand was full of cold and cold meaning, and he stared at Hong Jun indifferently, like a strong man declaring war, with a strong intention of killing.

Hong Jun holds a double mace, which is octagonal and silver-colored, with a dragon-shaped entanglement on it, also known as the double dragon silver mace, which is said to be the blade used by Elder Situ.

"Senior Sister Lin, please. ”

Hong Jun belongs to both internal and external cultivation, it is said that the outer door kung fu has been practiced perfectly, although it is not invulnerable, but ordinary blades are difficult to hurt him in the slightest.

He was full of confidence in this battle, so he made a gesture of please without hurry.

Lin Miaoyao's swordsmanship is sharp and fast, and the emphasis is on preemptive strikes, so it gives her a chance, so she is no longer polite, "bang", the long sword in her hand suddenly came out of the sheath, and after swinging a sword flower, her person also disappeared in place like a ghost.

The body like the wind and arrows made Hong Jun frown slightly, and the naked eye could not determine the location of Lin Miaoyao's foothold, but he saw the white shadows around him flickering with sword energy.

Even so, Hong Jun did not panic at all, the silver wedges of the double dragon crossed in front of his chest, and with a roar, the muscles of his whole body suddenly expanded, and then a thick True Yuan Qi erupted, surrounding his whole person, forming an impermeable wall of qi.

In the middle of the figures, Lin Xiaoyao's figure suddenly made a mistake and landed behind Hong Jun, the long sword in his hand was as fast as a wind, carrying ten thousand sword qi and stabbing out.

Everyone in the audience was shocked and stared at the competition in the ring without blinking.

Lin Miaoyao's sword, although it was dazzling, but the moment it touched the qi wall around Hong Jun's body, the ten thousand sword lights suddenly dissipated, and he was shocked and flew out upside down, frowning deeply when he landed, and the sword in his palm made a gentle trembling sound.

Hong Jun stretched out his arms, and the qi wall around him dispersed, turned to look at Lin Yuyao, and said, "Senior Sister Lin, it's time for me to make a move." ”

As soon as he finished speaking, he shouted angrily, bent his legs, and flew up in the air with his double dragon silver mace, landing where Lin Yuyao was standing.

The moment the Shuanglong silver mace was smashed, it had the momentum of a thousand powers, and Lin Xiaoyao naturally didn't dare to take it hard, and hurriedly rowed out backwards like a dragonfly.

"Boom!"

The jade-paved ring was smashed into a deep pit by the silver gong of the double dragon, and the broken stones and snowflakes danced wildly, and even the ground seemed to tremble.

Everyone also knew Hong Jun's strength, and they didn't want to make progress in just one year, such a profound cultivation was enough to fight with Song Li.

Lin Xiaoyao fluttered to the ground, her face flushed, but there was a hint of surprise in her eyes, and she also had a subtle fear of the expectation of this battle.

The wind is still blowing, and the cold and snow have not stopped.

Lin Miaoyao's face was like frost, and he had a desperate perseverance for this battle, and suddenly stretched out his arms, the tip of the sword was raised high to the sky, and his mouth was full of words: "Ten thousand swords are one." ”

Everyone in the audience was shocked, because the return of ten thousand swords to one is one of the supreme sword secrets of Jade Void Peak, and only Ziyang Zhenren cannot get it.

And although Lin Yuyao is a disciple of Yuxu Peak, he has never publicly performed this sword technique, which is really eye-opening.

I saw Lin Xiyao's figure fluttering, taking off with the wind, Gao Xuan's expression was silent in the air, her hair was waving in the wind, and her sword body was radiant.

"Boom!"

Suddenly, there was a thunderclap, which shook the earth like a thunderbolt on a sunny day, and also shook everyone, and the white clouds rolled in the sky.

This kind of weather stunned everyone, and they all retreated step by step, and some even lost their faces, looking up at the sky and exclaiming: "This ...... Is this the power of ten thousand swords to one?"

With the man's frightened voice, most of them hid in the corner with their heads covered as if they had seen the destruction of everything and the collapse of the world, not daring to face such a horrible scene.

Hong Jun was also very jealous, because he had already heard of the power of ten thousand swords returning to one, and Situ Mu had already expected it and gave him a way to deal with it.

Even so, Hong Jun was still shocked, and after swallowing his saliva, the Shuanglong Silver Gong suddenly hit the ground, rotating three hundred and eighty degrees with a strong wind, and the wall of qi swayed out one after another gradually became larger, able to envelop the entire ring.

The magic of ten thousand swords being unified is that it can use the power of the heavenly thunder to stimulate the power of sword moves.

Lin Yuyao's move stirred up the thunder rolling in the sky, and when the lightning thundered, they all gathered on the sword body, so that the lightning flashed, like a god.

Lin Luyao, who had an excellent posture, trembled at the moment, even if he did not have the peerless appearance of a generation, it made people feel suffocating and frightened.

Suddenly, the tenth heavenly thunder fell, and the long sword in Lin Yuyao's hand "clucked", and it broke into several pieces and fell to the ground, instantly turning into powder.

Lin Yuyao's eyes also showed a look of horror, and before she could react, her whole body burst into flames, consuming the true yuan around her.

When Ziyang Zhenren on the high platform saw his beloved disciple in such danger, he suddenly got up and was about to rescue, but Situ Mu on the side said indifferently: "Senior brother in charge, it's not appropriate for you to act at this moment, right?"

Ziyang Zhenren raised a little, and finally glanced at Situ Mu with a cold eye, but he could only slowly close his eyes and sit back again.

Situ Mu shouted loudly: "Hong Jun, don't make a move?"

Hong Jun in the ring restrained the true yuan around him, but he was afraid of the fire of the thunder and thunder, and he hesitated, but he saw Zhuge Xingyun shouting: "Senior Sister Lin, I'm here to save you." ”

He jumped into this body, but he touched Lin Yuyao's body first, and the whole person was like electricity, spasmodic and trembling, and when he was in danger, he ran the Taishang Infinite Realm to resist the conductive current.

Song Li on the side shouted, but he didn't have time to act, only to see Zhuge Xingyun being hit upside down and flying out, falling to the ground, his eyes like dead fish, and his mouth kept foaming at the mouth, leaving the smell of burnt skin.

And Lin Xiaoyao in the ring fell down softly, and only got up after a while, but her face was pale and her lips were chapped, and the whole person seemed to have collapsed.

But she still remembered the picture of Zhuge Xingyun jumping into the ring desperately, with a complicated look in her eyes, looking at Zhuge Xingyun under the stage.

"Is he dead?"