After all, Dusty Heart is a Titled Douluo, and he has still reached level ninety-five, and he is impacting the existence of level ninety-six, even if he suppresses his strength, speed and soul power at Tian Hao's level, he is still powerful.

Swinging the sword, he smashed the six sword qi one after another, won the third round, and he could also start the main attack.

Without words, he took a step forward, and the Xue Feng big sword in his hand stabbed out, stabbing against Tian Hao, but with more subtle and profound swordsmanship, he accurately landed in the most uncomfortable position of the purple gold long sword, deflected the sword body, and then stabbed it to the heart.

Tian Hao, who fell into the downwind with a sword, did not retreat, but dodged sideways and took a step away, while continuing to stab with his sword and condense a new six sword qi to assist the attack.

In this way, the swordsmanship moves used by the two are very single, with only one thorn, but they use the thorn out of the flower, stabbing from various tricky angles, and then constantly dissolving, which is an eye-opener for everyone watching the battle.

Swordsmanship is similar to spearmanship, the strongest is always the stab, and the other action moves are just to assist the stab.

As long as the thorn is used well, it will be difficult to have an opponent in close combat of the same level. Of course, Tian Hao is still far from that senior brother, even if he has the six sword qi assistance that he controls with seven hearts, it is still a lot worse.

Although he did not retreat, he was constantly dodging left and right by the attack, and his body circled around the heart of the dust. Fortunately, it is limited to this, although Chenxin can gain the upper hand, it is difficult to take Tian Hao with swordsmanship alone, the key is that the six sword qi that is wandering around him is too insidious and difficult, so he has to take it seriously.

The battle went on like this, from morning to noon, then to afternoon, and then late at night. The two are like tireless machines, always maintaining a high-intensity sword competition.

Chenxin wants to take down Tian Hao and establish his majesty as a senior brother again. Tian Hao was struggling to support, never taking half a step back, and he could only move left and right if he couldn't avoid it.

I can't beat you right now, but you don't want to beat me with swordsmanship alone. This is his last stubbornness!

"Doesn't he know he's tired?" Looking at the white belly of the fish in the east, Xue Zhan yawned, and was very puzzled.

He was not surprised that Chenxin could fight without changing his face for a day, after all, he was a Title Douluo, but what was the matter with that kid?

Not to mention the abnormally thick soul power, that physical strength alone is very scary. You must know that it is not a simple sword swing, but a competition with Sword Douluo, the first person in the world of swordsmanship, which consumes a lot of physical and mental strength.

"General, I'm peeing my pants." The adjutant general next to him did not change his face, and a puddle of water flowed out from under him.

In the end, he is also a person, it is normal to eat and drink Lazar, and he has been sitting here for almost a day at once, and he has long been held to the limit.

I believe that there will be many soldiers like him, after all, no matter how elite the Xuefeng Legion is, but in the final analysis, it is only an army composed of ordinary people, not soul masters, and endurance is limited.

"Your uncle's is about to flow to me!" Turning his head to look, Xue Zhan scolded, hurriedly pulled out Xue Feng's big sword, which was also behind his back, and stabbed it, submerged half of the sword body, and then pulled out the big sword, stabbed a sword in front of him, and stabbed a hole.

That's it, unzip your pants and sit on the ground and shhh The water under the lieutenant general beside him flowed into the sword marks that stabbed out, and did not continue to spread.

The deputy general has long been accustomed to this, and when he was in a hurry on the battlefield before, he didn't have the conditions to stop and find a place to solve it, so he just peed his pants.

Otherwise, it will not be pleasant to hold back the taste of battle, and it will affect the performance of combat power. Of course, it is limited to the trumpet, and the large one is usually settled before the war.

"I didn't think much of it when I asked His Majesty to hang us with a stabbing blow before, but now I see that the power of the original thorn is so great, and then I will send an order to let the soldiers double down on this stabbing sword." After solving the flood that was about to burst the embankment, Xue Zhan continued to look at the two people in the confrontation, and had a new understanding of the sword stabbing together.

Compared to swordsmanship moves such as slashing and sweeping, it is still the stabbing sword that is the most difficult to defend. Now don't talk about facing that Sword Douluo, even if you face that Gai Zongheng of the Phantom Academy, if you really want to suppress your body strength, speed and soul power to the same level as the other party, you will still have to be stabbed to death.

In terms of swordsmanship alone, those two were able to beat their Xuefeng Legion, including him, who was a general.

"General, the key is not swordsmanship, didn't you find that Gai Zongheng gave us a feeling very similar to His Majesty?" The lieutenant reminded, a little uncertain in his heart, because if that speculation was true, it would be too unbelievable.

"Sword intent?" Suddenly reacted, and Xue Zhan immediately thought of sword intent. The most unique thing about the Seven Killing Sword is the Seven Killing Sword Intent, and there is no other semicolon for this one.

He had sensed the strange cover before, but he didn't think much of it, because it was impossible.

But now that I'm being reminded, the more I look at it, the more it looks like it.

"Is he related to His Majesty?" Thinking of the brain-opening association, Xue Zhan can only think like that, after all, the sword intent is unique to the Seven Killing Sword One Line, and there has been no accident for thousands of years.

"I don't rule out that possibility, there is no genealogical record in the mountain village where he is located, and the ancestors can only find it within a hundred years, and it is not clear whether it was related to the War Soul Sect a hundred years ago, and it is possible that he returned to his ancestors when he awakened the martial soul." The adjutant also thinks so, and this is the only explanation.

"General, today is the day of the Soul Master Competition, why don't you stop them?" Looking at the rising sun that had already appeared in the east, the deputy general asked.

His Majesty ordered the general and the crown prince to co-preside over this soul master competition, so naturally they could not be absent.

"It's time too!" Standing up, Xue Zhan shouted loudly: "Your Majesty, stop it, and I will participate in the Soul Master Contest later." Hearing Xue Zhan's shout, Tian Hao retreated, and Dusty Xin also threw the Xue Feng sword in his hand into the special scabbard on the back of the Xue Feng soldier.

"Your swordsmanship is perfect, all that is missing is accumulation, and in time you will surpass the old man." With a relieved face, Chenxin was very satisfied with the improvement of the little junior brother in the past few months, and obviously did not relax his swordsmanship cultivation.

Moreover, the method of sharpening the sword with a mountain is very novel, and he is now eager to find a big mountain to sharpen it immediately, maybe he can use this to break through to level ninety-six faster.

"Xie Mian is pointing!" Tian Hao respectfully saluted and thanked him.

"Would you like to be the old man's disciple?" According to the script, before leaving Wuhun City, Dusty Heart got a complete set of plans, involving all aspects and possibilities, just need to do it, no need to bother to think about it.

Now giving Tian Hao the identity of his own disciple is equivalent to a layer of protection, so that some people with bad minds can think more about it before they want to commit crimes, which can reduce a lot of trouble.

It can be reused more by the snow battle.

"Disciple Gai Zongheng to meet the teacher." Without the slightest hesitation, Tian Hao decisively bowed to his master and hung up the vest of the Sword Douluo disciple.

"In the future, you will teach these fools on behalf of the teacher." After nodding, Dusty Heart left a sentence and walked to his tent.

"Huh?" Blinking his eyes in confusion, Tian Hao didn't understand why Senior Brother Cheap threw over such a task at the beginning.

How do you feel like you're being taken advantage of?

"Let's go, have a bowl." Without waiting for Tian Hao to react, Xue Zhan stepped forward to hook his shoulders and walked back to the main tent.

I didn't care much about it before, but since this person was accepted by Sword Douluo, his identity was very different.

There has to be a wave of co-optation.