The square in front of the main hall of the Shattered Cloud Mountain Range

The sound of the drum was still roaring, Yun Zhimei casually broke off an ice ridge beside her and threw it into the air of the square where the two of them were, the drum beat faster and faster, and the sound of vibration became louder and louder, and the people who were still discussing it just now couldn't help but start holding their breath at this moment, and their nervous emotions reached the extreme.

Yun Feng and Yun Musheng were about ten meters apart, and they were staring at each other's eyes at this time, and the ice ridge in the air flew directly above the middle of the two, and began to fall vertically with the rapid sound of drums.

Just when it just fell into the sight of the two of them, the drum beat stopped abruptly, and Yun Musheng chased a meteor, and the blade in his hand flew in front of Yun Feng's eyes like a flash of white light, so fast that it was difficult to see his figure clearly.

Yun Feng reacted extremely quickly, dodged sideways, and swung his sword at the hilt of the sword, but only stabbed a wisp of flying snow.

"What about people?"

Yun Feng's heart tightened, he quickly turned around and put the blade of the sword in his hand in front of his elbow, barely blocking a backstab that Yun Musheng didn't know when to go around behind him, and then he slapped Yun Musheng with his free hand again, which made Yun Musheng a little unbearable, and the palm wind pulled the two apart.

Yun Musheng rolled sideways in the air for a week, and after gaining a firm foothold, he breathed a sigh and said, "As you are worthy of being an archdeacon, I took great pains to study the second stage of the fourth form of the Kuaixue Sword, Chasing Meteor, and it was easily resolved by you, and the disciple admired it." ”

"Heh, flower fist embroidered legs!"

Yun Feng glanced at Yun Musheng with disdain, and then began to take the initiative to attack, only to see him start with a thousand blows of snow, the sword blade swung quickly, and several sword qi swept towards Yun Musheng.

Yun Musheng jumped to dodge, Yun Feng grinned, and then used the Fifth Style of the Fast Snow Sword Yun Sanfeng on him.

I saw Yun Feng holding the sword in his backhand, kicking his feet to the ground violently, and the head of the sword stabbed straight towards Yun Musheng in the air.

Yun Musheng, who was knocked a few feet high, a mouthful of blood flowed from the corner of his mouth. But he didn't care about the injury, he exuded sword qi and spun in the air, using a seventh-type frost sky, and the people and sword qi attacked towards Yunfeng like a heavy rain.

Yun Feng also rotated on the ground with the direction of Yun Musheng's rotation, and used the third form of the Kuaixue Sword Zhongyue Tilt, so that when Yun Musheng's long sword fell, it was just hit by Yun Feng's rotating blade, and the whole person flew out dozens of meters away.

The onlookers cheered for the archdeacon, and only Yun Lingzhi and his party were anxiously sweating for Yun Musheng.

"He is worthy of being the archdeacon of Huayun, and he is extremely proficient in every move and style of Kuaixue swordsmanship, as well as his restraint relationship and coping methods." Hua Wenqing said with a frown.

Yun Musheng stood up tremblingly, Yun Feng saw that he had no intention of admitting defeat, and swung his sword again, and a powerful cyclone and several wind blades began to surge on his sword body.

It seems that he is going to use his strongest Merry Cloud and give Yun Musheng the final final blow.

"Uncle Shi, hurry! Hurry up and stop them, with Xiao Shengzi's current state, if he eats Yunfeng's merry cloud, he will definitely be crushed! Yun Lingzhi jumped to his feet in a hurry, pestering Yun Qingya on the side to ask for help

Yun Qingya also frowned, and said in embarrassment:

"But this... Whether it is in the rivers and lakes or Huayun, this kind of open one-on-one duel, if outsiders intervene, the rescued person will be pointed out by Qianfu and laughed at, besides, no matter what Sheng'er says, it is also a rare martial arts wizard, with Yunfeng's temperament, he should just want to prevent Sheng'er from inheriting Qiandoi, and it will not hurt his life. ”

In the center of the square, a powerful hurricane had formed, Yun Musheng clenched the sword in his hand and closed his eyes, feeling the sword qi constantly flowing between the sword and his body, and the internal force was slowly condensed and arranged in his body, wanting to resist the wind and clouds of Yun Feng.

It can be different from when he blew the stone statue just now, this time Yun Musheng's body not only condensed the messy internal force with the qi of indulgence.

Between the flow of internal force, its own internal force actually extended in a horizontal shape, branching out like a big tree, and the one to eight styles of the Kuaixue Sword were slowly connected, and for a time it entered the state of unity of human sword.

With a wave of Yun Feng's great sword, a powerful hurricane struck quickly, and the wind blade contained a powerful internal force surging towards Yun Musheng.

Yun Musheng was also surrounded by sword qi to resist, but compared to Yun Feng's merry clouds, this meager sword qi seemed to be engulfed by the hurricane soon, just when Yun Musheng was about to be swallowed by this hurricane, he suddenly smiled slightly, and said in a deep voice:

"Archdeacon, have you ever remembered that this Kuaixue sword technique is not only eight styles?"

Yun Feng felt strange, and before he could react, the huge hurricane that blew towards Yun Musheng suddenly dispersed, and the countless wind blades contained in it burst out for a while, and they turned to fly towards Yun Feng.

"The wind blows the snow fast, and when the clouds disperse, you can see the sunny, and the ninth style of the fast snow sword technique, when the snow is fast, it is sunny!"

Hundreds of wind blades set off a gust of wind and rain, and in an instant, they swept Yunfeng into it like a fierce tiger swallowing a mouse, and the scene was extremely spectacular.

Everyone in the audience was shocked and opened their mouths wide, after all, everyone present, except for Yun Zhemei, Yun Qingya and a few deacons, no one had ever seen it, and it was even unheard of, and there was a ninth form of this Kuaixue sword technique.

After all, those who mastered this stunt had only been comprehended by the three people who cultivated the Kuaixue Sword in the Huayun Seven Swords in this world.

In addition to requiring a certain depth of internal force, what is more difficult is the degree of control of the internal force, and every wisp of sword qi released and every wind blade must feel like the hands and feet of the sword wielder.

And Yun Musheng's longitudinal and horizontal exercises that he has practiced for many years have made his ability to control his internal force reach the point of being superb, but with Yun Musheng's current depth of internal force, it is completely insufficient to use such a stunt.

It's just that the wind and clouds used by Yun Feng are extremely powerful.

And this merry cloud is a move that Yun Musheng has practiced thousands of times, and the familiar move can no longer be familiar, and the move itself has the same root and origin as the fast snow Shiqing.

Therefore, when the hurricane hit, Yun Musheng seemed to be resisting, but in fact, he was using the technique of combining and longitudinal to assimilate the sword qi of the same circuit and borrow and manipulate the wind power in it, and turn it for his own use.

The dust cleared, and Yun Feng sat on the ground in disheveled clothes, and the horror in his eyes seemed to be more serious than the few cuts on his body.

However, Yun Musheng didn't seem to have caused the wind blade to hurt Yun Feng's body just now, but only shattered the blade in his hand and scattered his hair bun.

"Hahahaha! It is worthy of the apprentice taught by the old boy who broke the branch, and when Lao Tzu drives the crane to the west one day, he must ask those old boys who think they are masters, which eighteen-year-old can make this snow clear! ”

A hearty laugh broke the silence of the scene. Immediately, the exclamations, cheers, and shouts of the mountains and tsunamas were endless, and they endured for a long time.

Yun Lingzhi and Hua Wenqing rushed forward happily, if it weren't for Yun Musheng's injuries in this competition, Yun Lingzhi would now be eager to pounce on him.

Yun Zhemei was still sitting dignified and majestic on the high platform, and no one should have noticed her slightly trembling hands at this time, and her slightly moist eyes, in her heart, this was sincerely happy.

The deacons did not applaud him, only Yun Feng, who was sitting on the ground, had just come back to his senses, got up silently, and picked up the broken blade on the ground.

Yun Zhemei suddenly opened her mouth and said to Yun Feng: "Yun Feng, Yun Musheng has completed the agreement today, do you also want to make a promise to the present?" ”

Yun Feng silently picked up the fragments on the ground, then slashed off the jade pendant of the deacon with him with a wave of his broken sword, put it into Yun Musheng's hand, and then turned around and knelt in front of Yun Zhemei's high platform and said:

"From today on, Yun Musheng is the deacon of Huayun, and Yun Feng is all in charge, as for the Thousand Bird Sword... I have sent it to Jiangnan Yanyu Building a few days ago as a prize for climbing to the top of the sword conference in a few months. ”