The second wind blew, blowing from Qi Dong to Liang Tian, the two winds collided in the middle, and suddenly exploded into a muffled sound, and a small cyclone swept away wildly, filling the sky with dust and smoke.

The distance between Liang Tian and Qi Dong is only thirty meters, and this distance is constantly shortening.

The surrounding warriors suddenly found that the speed at which Liang Tian and Qi Dong took steps was improving, step by step, slowly speeding up, and when the two were twenty meters apart, they had changed from walking to trotting, and when they were ten meters apart, from trotting to galloping.

Two swishing winds sounded, and a cyan figure and a white figure approached each other as quickly as two winds.

In the next breath, everyone was in a trance. Vaguely seeing two faint sword lights across the sky, as if slashing at them, Sen Han swept through his whole body, making them feel a burst of pain from cutting and tearing, and they couldn't help but tremble.

One breath, just one breath, Liang Tian and Qi Dong took out the sword. The Qinglian Sword is like a star falling, Qi Dong's long sword is like the sunset, and the two swords each change dozens of times in an instant. Each time, he attacks the opponent's vital parts.

Dodge, Block, Transform. Within a breath, Liang Tian and Qi Dong did things that ordinary swordsmen couldn't reach.

"This is the strength of the top ten martial artists on the Hidden Dragon List! It is indeed interesting!" Liang Tian came here, on the one hand, to join the sect, and on the other hand, to hone himself.

Although Liang Tian had experienced many setbacks and tribulations since the beginning of his martial arts path, compared to them, it was still too few, so he needed more training.

Therefore, every time Liang Tian encounters a strong opponent, he will fight with the other party, and even face off in the same realm, which has a good effect on his swordsmanship to buy his sword momentum.

Comprehending the sword momentum is a kind of continuous progress, learning, and finally returning to the basics.

Liang Tian made a move, and the Qinglian Sword bloomed with a powerful dark golden light, and the entire space was shrouded in dark golden sword light. On the other side, Qi Dong was the same, under his sword momentum, the sword light was brilliant, enveloping himself.

In the end, an incomparably piercing sonorous sound sounded, reverberating between heaven and earth, the Qinglian Sword and Qi Dong's long sword inevitably collided, and everyone seemed to see a circle of metallic ripples slowly spreading out from the collision of two blurred sword lights, like waves impacting the surrounding air.

The powerful collision of forces caused Liang Tian and Qi Dong to fly back three meters each, holding their swords and pointing directly at each other, far away from each other, and their breath was constantly bursting out from their bodies under the traction. Soar into the sky.

This is not the fluctuation of sword qi, but the breath that comes purely from the body and spirit, is a manifestation of the spirit and spirit, and is the unique breath produced by the swordsman after training and life and death, which is called sword power. Every swordsman has it, but the strength is different.

The weak ones can only exert the slightest influence on ordinary people who have not cultivated, and the powerful ones can inflict terrible suppression on ordinary swordsmen, as if they were crushing ants.

In the case that the gap is too large, the crushing of this aura alone is enough to make the other party collapse and even die.

Whether it is Liang Tian or Qi Dong, his own spiritual will is stronger than ordinary people. The life-and-death battles they have experienced are also richer than those of ordinary swordsmen, coupled with their extraordinary talents, all of which combine to create their extraordinary and powerful aura.

The breath is like a sword like a knife, the edge is unmatched, and under the collision, it is like two divine swords in the handover, faintly people seem to hear the endless sonorous sound, as if they saw countless sparks splashed out of the air.

The sneering sound continued to sound, and the terrifying aura became stronger and stronger, Liang Tian and Qi Dong's bodies both formed a circle of circular aura, and the aura seemed to show different colors, Liang Tian was dark gold, and Qi Dong was white.

The dark gold and white auras came into contact with each other, colliding again and again, and the sharp blades within the aura slashed and shattered each other, and then converged and slashed and shattered, over and over again, each slash contained terrifying power, which made people tremble.

Liang Tian's expression was slightly excited, his pupils were trembling, because of excitement, few people could cause him to be so excited. Qi Dong's eyes, which were so cold that they almost froze their souls, also trembled slightly, and there was a kind of excitement from the soul that flashed, and finally it seemed to turn into ice, making his eyes even colder.

Enemy!

Whether it was Liang Tian or Qi Dong, he defined each other in his heart for a moment.

No matter what the other party's realm cultivation is, this breath alone is enough to show that a strong enemy.

The wind stopped moving again, the air stopped flowing and solidified, and the sound on the entire desolate ancient city instantly fell silent, and the people around them all disappeared in the feeling of Liang Tian and Qi Dong, and they only felt themselves and each other in their eyes.

This is the most powerful martial artist that Liang Tian has come into contact with so far, different from Song Mengjie's swordsmanship, and even more different from Yang Jie's swordsmanship, unlike all the martial artists, he saw strength in Qi Dong's body.

In this kind of toughness, it means that he can continue to challenge the front and return the Cun Zài who is stronger than Qi Dong.

At this moment, Liang Tian is looking forward to the moment when he is going all out, and he is looking forward to which martial artist can really fight with him.

At this moment, he was looking forward to fighting with Haotian, and at this moment, he was like a bystander, and in his entire body, his blood was boiling, Zhenyuan was rolling, and thunder was exploding.

In Qi Dong's eyes, dark golden flames rose from Liang Tian's body, blazing, and in Liang Tian's eyes, there were white flames rising from Qi Dong's body, opening their teeth and dancing their claws.

This kind of arrogance is something that ordinary martial artists can't see.

In addition to the warriors around him, there were more people paying attention to this place in the distance, the king Haotian, the saint pilgrimage, and even the strong man above the referee's seat.

"Kill!" Qi Dong's lips trembled, and he gently spat out a word, full of fierce killing, and in the next breath, his sword moved.

The white long sword reflects the afterglow of the setting sun, a piece of red and white light is intertwined, like lightning stabbing at Liang Tian, this sword does not have the slightest fluctuation of sword qi, but contains the power of artistic conception, not only fast and stronger incredible.

With a wave of Liang Tian's right hand, the Qinglian Sword slashed out diagonally, and the dark golden sword slashed the air open, leaving a dark golden trail.

The clash of swordsmanship! The collision of artistic conception! The confrontation of sword momentum!

With a sonorous sound, the Qinglian Sword and Qi Dong's long sword made instant contact, and in the blink of an eye, the two swords collided dozens of times, and countless sparks splashed away, the trajectory of each sword seemed to be clearly visible, and the trajectory of each sword was unpredictable.

The cyan figure and the white figure moved, as if a butterfly was flying, as if an eagle was fighting in the sky, and everyone was dazzled by the elegance and fierceness.

Qi Dong's left-handed sword at this time was sharp and sharp, every sword was unexpected, and Liang Tian's sword was majestic and terrifying.

Unstoppable, the black golden sword is bright, tricky and weird, and the white sword is unexpected and has an endless edge.

Xiao Cheng's peak sword momentum against Xiao Cheng's peak sword momentum, the two of them fought heartily.

The battle of swordsmanship, the scope of the spread is often not large, an area of ten square meters can allow two people to fight to their heart's content, this is a close life and death battle, each sword is full of life and death crisis.

However, Liang Tian and Qi Dong's swordsmanship attainments were extraordinary, and under the collision, one after another sword winds cut around, shooting out ten meters away, leaving cutting marks on the hard ground of the ring of the golden light curtain, comparable to the sword rays of the Divine Power Realm.

"I thought that the top ten of the Hidden Dragon List had a few swordsmanship attainments, but I didn't expect your swordsmanship to be the same. Liang Tian looked at Qi Dong in front of him, and finally said a word.

"Me is the same, you have shocked me a lot, but so what, you will be defeated by my sword after all!" Qi Dong's calm eyes were firm belief.

"We'll see!"

"Okay!!" A voice sounded in Liang Tianqidong's heart at the same time, surprised and even more excited.

Such swordsmanship is rare, but they didn't expect that here, they would meet someone who also has strong swordsmanship.

This is a battle between swordsmanship, although the power of the sword is used, but because of the limit of the sword itself, each sword can only carry the power of the terrifying sword power. Therefore, Liang Tian didn't know how far Qi Dong's own swordsmanship would go, and Qi Dong at this time also didn't know where Liang Tian's bottom line was.

Qi Dong only had one feeling at this time, Liang Tian's sword momentum was indomitable, with the power of the edge, and every sword rush was terrifying.

The fighting spirit is Ling Ran, at this time, both of them have shown extremely strong strength, and it is difficult to meet such a person.

The same realm, the same sword momentum, different people.

One hundred percent of the sword momentum was integrated into Qi Dong's long sword, and the power of each sword doubled, and a sword stabbed out, and the wind and thunder were alarmed, wanting to pierce the sky.

The moment Qi Dong used one hundred percent of his sword momentum, Liang Tian also used Xiao Cheng's peak sword momentum, and the power of the sword he slashed out doubled, cutting off the heavens and the earth.

Suffocated, the swordsmen watching around were almost suffocated, and the weaker ones were already foaming at the mouth under the pressure of this terrible sword.

The golden light curtain tracked, the swords were everywhere, countless smoke and dust waste, the ring shook, and the dark golden light and white light made no figure visible in the golden light curtain.

Swordsmanship, sword momentum, one hundred percent sword power, every sword out, makes people feel like the air is shattered and the space is vibrating.

The two figures shuttled and staggered, the two swords collided again and again, the power was shocked, and the two did not retreat, each used their own ability to unload the power of the counterattack, and used the situation to attack again, the angle was tricky and weird.

All eyes are attracted and can't be moved, not even blinking, because every breath of the battle is so exciting and varied that missing a breath is like missing a great show.

"I can't wait to fight you. Yun Jian in the distance held the hilt of the sword with one hand, and the sword pressure released a monstrous battle intent, and cold lightning flashed into his eyes: "I hope you will not be defeated by Qi Dong's men." ”R1058