In the ring, Shang Huaitong's left hand pressed on the wrist holding the sword, slowly channeling the muscles and bones and the true qi that was scattered by the shock.

He stared straight at the woman across from him, and the blazing light in his eyes was scorching.

The sword of the ghost was completely blocked here by the woman.

She stood firmly in the shadows, standing in the midst of her roots, and they could do nothing to her.

They are meant to be connected to achieve the realm of "all me", but now this is not all their world, a grass is standing here, why do you "all me"?

This is the reason why the Sword of Darkness cannot penetrate.

Shang Huaitong. It has been held back for fourteen years.

"Really. Surprise. Shang Huaitong took a deep breath, and a low smile was already overflowing from his throat, "I didn't expect this step to be you." ”

He looked at the woman, the indifference in his eyes gradually broke, and the strong emotions filled his eyes little by little, like a hungry tiger watching the stone in front of him turn into a lamb.

Everyone felt the change in this field, from a light shroud and quiet diffuse to a dangerous surge and a clogging madness, like a pool boiling up, but the lid was tightened.

The cold and brittle strands were no longer soft and faint, and they were surging and restless in the square of tens of thousands of people, like thousands of snakes dancing wildly, screaming as if to tear the woman apart.

Zhang Junxue felt them, but she didn't feel anything.

Because this heavy pressure actually fell on Shang Huaitong.

This is no longer a game for him to calmly step in his own artistic conception, the woman broke through the cocoon he had woven for three days, disturbing this artistic conception - and he had already paid all his love and intentions into it.

So the feedback from the Netherworld hit his affection layer directly, and those roars did not come from his ears, but from the bottom of his heart.

They're going to be connected, they're going to be connected, they've been waiting for three days!

- Since you have this sword, why is there no "all me"?!

In such endless turmoil and whistling, Shang Huaitong lowered his head, gently raised his hand and pressed it on the red line of the sword body, and slashed down along it, burning pain came from his fingers, and his voice was hoarse, as if suppressing his breath: "Don't worry. I've long been. I'm ready for you—"

The last word was pulled into a strange tone, anger and excitement were entangled in it at the same time, the man raised his head suddenly, the big sword covered his wings like a bat in the sudden burst of wind, the distance of four zhang disappeared in the blink of an eye, Shang Huaitong's long sword pulled out a sharp red line, the gale was around, the true qi followed the blade, and a sword brought up half of the air!

It was the first time in this ring that people saw such a resolute and violent attack by a man.

Either he walked up and whipped him down with a sheath, as if the ring were his domain where he could not be offended in the slightest; Or shroud the mysterious artistic conception and watch the opponent suffocate and sink inside, like a boring king waiting for the opponent.

But this time, he aimed all his edges at the woman opposite so clearly, staring at the sword and drawing his sword, all his emotions and strength were fully vented.

And what surged out of the sheath was really a violent and ferocious dragon.

In the last scene, the solfist judged him to be "a sheath in the sheath", and now it seems that the person who wrote the lyrics must be a martial arts senior in order to know so much about this true sword.

This is the most powerful sword attack on the stage since the start of the ring!

"Pulling Weeds" ·

Such a ferocious sword came through the air, both strong and fast to the extreme, and there was almost no time to react, when Zhang Junxue withdrew the horizontal sword, the cold light had already shone in his eyes.

With the sound of the "bell", the air flow of the canopy told the people in all directions about the intensity of the impact, and Zhang Junxue's body suddenly tensed, as if it had been hit into a compressed spring, but it was not broken.

Even after retreating and stretching his body, his body barely moved at all.

The woman's defense has always been impregnable, but people never expected her to behave like this - the difference in strength between the five lives and the six lives is clearly understood by everyone, Zhang Mozhu and Yang Yan are in front of Zhang Zongyuan, and Yu Yingcai is in front of Shang Huaitong, just like a young child facing a strong man.

But in the woman's place, the word "strength" seems to be the most direct favor for her, and Shen Qi failed to break through the defense, and it turned out that Shang Huaitong couldn't break through.

But Shang Huaitong did not make the next move.

Zhang Junxue waited for his storm-like fierce attack - she was in danger of reacting at a distance of four feet, and at such a close distance, the man didn't know how fast he would change his moves.

But Shang Huaitong didn't move, just pressed the sword against her knife, and didn't even add force. Zhang Junxue bowed her head in a daze, and the bright sword body reflected her face.

This is a sword forged by the master of the sword furnace of the East China Sea, and the sword body is like a pool of quiet autumn water, with only a red line in the center. But of course, the red line was not drawn, but cast into it, that is, while seeing this delicate casting, the woman realized that this sword was not over.

Above that bright run, a line of fire was crossed.

The dryness came to his face, the red was a solidified red, but at this time it was so blazing that it seemed to be burning, and this was by no means an illusion - the man's hand holding the sword was as red as an ember.

This kind of material that can be cast into the sword and can be driven out by the true qi to high temperature is the core of this sword, and it took two years to order it, and it is precisely to match the man's sword moves.

The so-called "fire on the plain" of pulling weeds.

At this time, the true qi burst out like a burning in the man's body, and when it came to the sword, it was really ignited, and the true qi that exploded with the scorching heat was more than twice as powerful!

In fact, when the true qi exploded in his body, it had already caused a great burden on the meridians for the first time, and when he strangled it in his wrist and forcibly divided the power into two parts, the uncontrollable ferocity really destroyed his body.

And when he sprayed this long-accumulated, explosive true qi into the long sword, it was like gunpowder suddenly meeting a blazing fire, and it was his arm holding the sword that burned the first thing in the explosion.

[One Fire Burns Life] is a flame that is ignited at the cost of his life, which represents the core meaning of the man's sword skills in this article.

Under such an outbreak, the women's horizontal fence was in front, and the unbreakable giant knife suddenly deviated and skewed, and the so-called solid was pierced by an arrow from the siege crossbow at this moment!

Zhang Junxue raised her head sideways in a moment, and this sharp and scorching sword swept in front of her, bringing a puddle of boiling blood on her shoulder!

Zhang Junxue didn't look at the wound, and even at the moment when it was injured, she couldn't get the slightest attention from the woman, and at the moment when she tried her best to avoid her body, she struggled to regain control of the heavy knife in her hand, and in addition to the man's unstoppable piercing, she swung out a white crescent moon that did not lose its color.

Cut off!

Zhang Junxue clearly knew that in front of this person, she didn't have too many opportunities to make a move.

Only by completely ignoring his injuries and striving to seize every space where he can make a move, whether it is small or wide, can he fight for a killing opportunity.

She can give up the opportunity to trade for an injury because she calculates whether it is worth it or not, then she may never have a chance to swing the knife again.

This is a life-fighting move, if Shang Huaitong continues to change his tricks to kill her, this knife will also fall on him, as for which is more important, it only depends on their respective creations.

This is a common scene in fierce fighting, but most of the people who initiate this kind of exchange are weak people who save their lives and seek that the other party is unwilling to exchange injuries with them.

But in the case of women, it is a sincere invitation, a real desire. She didn't care what kind of trauma the man's sword would inflict on her, and in fact the shoulder she had just wounded didn't hurt her.

She was willing to trade any injuries until she slashed the man.

And Shang Huaitong glanced back, and the cold ferocity in his eyes was not inferior to that of a woman.

He really changed his tricks and slashed again!

The long sword was pulled back suddenly, and it was clear that the outbreak was not close to the end, but it was already strangled by the man, and he was ordered to return to the thrilling second move.

【Second Fire Initiation】

Different from the increase of sword moves from weak to strong in general swordsmanship, Shang Huaitong's first move in this swordsmanship is a decisive outburst, as if to open the way and ignite the long sword, and in the second move, there is no explosion, only flames remain.

But this flame burned in the sword for a long and steady time, and it is conceivable that in many of the swords that followed, the woman had to face this powerful and hot true qi.

At this time, the sword was shocked, and the long sword cut the woman's flank again, and the wound was deep and bone-seeing.

But there was no change of tactics.

The sword crossed a mysterious and delicate trajectory after bringing up the second canopy of blood, the distance and angle were calculated just right by the man, and in the extremely narrow gap, the trajectory of the long sword in his hand did not deviate in the slightest.

When it returned to its side, the light of the sword that slashed down just above its shoulder.

"Zheng" resonated, even with the strength of one arm, the heavy knife that the woman slashed was still amazing enough, she pressed the sword and fell straight to her shoulder, but the man's long sword only stopped her for a moment, and then the body left the place first.

Without the slightest waste of excess strength, the next moment the long sword was also removed from under her knife, Shang Huaitong forced to look at the woman, and the third move was already rushing without leaving a chance to breathe.

It was the proud move of Sui Zaihua's jaw at the Luzhou Poetry Conference, [Three Flames Hide Life].

This trick is extremely thrilling and twisty, it is sent first and then received and then sent, and each temperament is very different, but all of them are murderous.

A sword suddenly pressed into Zhang Junxue's throat, unstoppable like a thousand horses, the woman hurriedly raised her head and raised her arm to lift the knife, and the drumming true qi filled her arms.

She mustered all the strength of her body—it was impossible for such a sword to hold without all its strength.

But when her long sword was sufficient, the opponent's long sword suddenly shrank, vacating the position at the peak of the exchange.

This is the essence of the first turn of [Three Flames Hidden Life], the sword retreats and the sword advances, the sword advances past the peak momentum, and the sword retreats to accumulate stronger strength.

In the next paragraph, the majestic Modang burst will break the tail of the sword, which is definitely enough to make Zhang Junxue stop here.

If she hadn't seen it.

On the poetry meeting that day, she sat behind Cui Yu, and since Shang Huaitong came to the stage, the woman's bright gaze has not left the heart of the scene for a moment.

Two hundred men saw the sword, but none looked more closely than she did, and none did she do to dissect and copy it in the days and nights that followed.

At this time, this sword appeared in front of her, and it was the moment she was waiting for!

The knife in her hand was not past its peak at all, because she had never intended to make it there.

She's not even prepared to parry.

The moment she saw this familiar style, the woman immediately drew her sword, and her gaze was directly the second section of this sword.

Of course, this is a guess, and of course a bet, no one can guarantee that the first paragraph of the man must be a false move, but this is the belief of a woman - if there is a knife, it will come out!

And at this time, she did win the bet, and when facing Shen Qi, the stacked waves that relied on their muscles and bones to go straight again showed their might, and at the moment when Shang Huaitong temporarily retracted the sword momentum, this knife was already slashed head-on.

The retreat of the sword is sometimes to avoid the edge of the sword, and sometimes it is impossible to break it.

This knife collided with Shang Huaitong's retracted short sword, and it broke the man's posture in an instant. At this time, it is not an artistic conception, her strength is not inferior, this knife is stacked on the first layer of waves, and most importantly, Shang Huaitong is not in defense at this time.

But the next moment, no injuries appeared.

In the face of this knife, Shang Huaitong, who was scattered, was not flustered, nor calm, and there was only a ferocity like a tiger in his eyes.

The third stage still roared out, and before the woman could hit her body with a heavy sword, the long sword collided with the woman's blade again.

Anyway, he's just faster than a woman.

But this last "hair" lost the support of the first two paragraphs, and there was no longer the majestic power that broke everything, and when it touched the woman's blade, it was scattered again.

And the woman's knife is still there.

Seeing that he was about to cut a blood mark on Shang Huaitong's body.

But Zhang Junxue did not continue to slash, but the long knife suddenly turned back.

At this time, most of the knife has been removed, and it cannot cause injuries worth seeing, but such a proper collision is the best stepping stone for the waves. In fact, she hadn't gotten such a chance since the start of this fight, and every time, she was using her own strength to force the waves.

Now, a dignified circle of stacked waves appeared on the field, and the second layer of stacked waves came with wind and thunder, but Shang Huaitong's scattered posture had just recovered.

The rhythm of the battle came to the woman.

In fact, Shang Huaitong should not have made the move just now, let alone run the order of one, two, and three as usual, he knew that this sword had been seen by a woman.

But at this time, it seemed that he could no longer reason with the man, and the restlessness in his eyes was already extremely depressed, and when he chose this way of connecting the affection as one, this was the process he had to go through.

As Gu Yunfu said, "Even if you know the path, this is not an easy threshold to cross", Shang Huaitong knows this very clearly.

Therefore, he must deeply combine his own will, his will and the situation in the ring, only when this suppression is heavy enough, this desire is fierce enough, and when it is successful, can he completely break through this threshold and penetrate this sword of will!

And the process of testing a man is like putting his mind in Hellfire.

Shang Huaitong gritted his teeth and raised his head, the woman in front of him was just cutting his head, and his eyes were already flushed with a fierce red.

(End of chapter)