The breeze was blowing, and the fallen leaves were flying, blowing through the hems of the two people's clothes.

A person is heroic, like a prodigal son, comfortable and free, and the shadow in his hand blooms, like a clear spring. One person was arrogant and cold, with a resolute expression, and a broadsword was as black as ink, with a cold and murderous aura.

The Dry Heaven Sect looked very solemn this morning, and the two top swordsmen of the Moyun Mountain Range stood here, about to end the duel that had not yet been completed.

At the beginning of the competition in the Qingsong Sect, the first and second to last were the Luochen Sect and the Qiantian Sect, and everyone felt that these two sects were a joke. But these two despised sects actually broke out of two amazing and gorgeous dark horses. Mu Yu of the Falling Dust Sect defeated Xiaohu, the pride of the Sky of the Green Pine Sect, while Gu Yitian of the Dry Heaven Sect was invincible. It's a pity that when the two dark horses duel together, Mu Yu chose to lose for special reasons, which also became a regret between the two dark horses.

No one expected that in the past few years, those two dark horses who had come out of the ridiculous sect had been able to trample the Moyun Mountain Range under their feet, and even the high-flying Qingsong Dao people were not their opponents. Today is the moment when the two dark horses decide the winner fairly!

The cold light crossed the void, and the sword qi was monstrous, like a galloping galaxy, and thousands of sword lights roared in. However, the broadsword only has the simplest style, a sword strikes, and it transforms into thousands of things, like a Dinghai divine needle in the turbulent waves, standing still, thick and condensed.

The two figures intertwined in the air, drowning in the sword light in the sky, the majestic aura rushed in all directions, the air became hot, and bursts of fluctuations swept out, leaving shocking marks on the ground.

"The dragon is roaring. ”

The fifth style of the falling dust swordsmanship, the falling dragon roars the sky, the illusion is tangible, and the virtual is real.

Five flying swords soared into the sky with wooden feathers, and the spiritual power around them turned into five cyan dragons under the traction of the flying swords. The giant dragon coiled the shadow sword, the majestic dragon head, the concave and convex dragon scales, the agile and free dragon tail, looking up to the sky and roaring, the dragon was mighty, as if it wanted to devour everything in heaven and earth, so that everyone did not dare to move.

The broadsword was as fast as lightning, like a thin crack in the air, shattering the void, and with a sword split, a thousand jun momentum burst out, and the black light burst out, colliding with the dragon!

"Boom!"

The earth shook and the mountains shook, and the all-out hand-to-hand of the Yuan infant period made everything around him a mess, filled with smoke and dust, and it was difficult to distinguish between them. The dragon dispersed, the broadsword was still there, the shadow was still there, and the two had already switched places, staring at each other indifferently.

The onlookers were thrilled and deeply shocked by the breath of these two people!

"When did the two of them become so powerful?" Bai Lang sighed secretly. He was originally the leader of the younger generation of the Moyun Mountain Range, but unfortunately there were people outside the people, and he had already surpassed him by killing two dark horses, and now even if he became the head of the Qingsong Sect, calling for wind and rain, he was still nothing in front of these two people.

"Gu Yitian's sword is calm and powerful, simple and domineering, lifting a thousand catties, he relies on the purest brute force to exert the sword momentum to the extreme, the person who cultivates is really terrifying!" Qingsong Daoren nodded slightly. He had already learned the most primitive power, so that he could not fight back at all, and in yesterday's battle, he lost convincingly.

"Mu Yu's sword is natural, as a whole, the sword is mysterious, and the great power of Tian'er is removed everywhere, I said at the beginning, the swordsmanship of the Falling Dust School is unfathomable, it is really rare in the world! Boyang Daoist stroked his beard and said with appreciation.

What adventures their two former dark horses have encountered in the past few years, no one present is clear, but their cultivation has improved by leaps and bounds is obvious to all. Cultivating at a young age is so terrifying, and the future will definitely be limitless.

"You didn't disappoint me. Gu Yitian stared at the shadow in Mu Yu's hand and said softly.

When he first competed in the Green Pine Sect, he knew that Mu Yu could not be defeated so easily. He is a dignified swordsman, pursuing a fair and honest competition, and with his character, he would rather die at the hands of others than take advantage of others' danger. In the past, he had never had the opportunity to really fight Mu Yu, and that became a hurdle in his heart.

Mu Yu looked at the broadsword in Gu Yitian's hand, but there were many doubts in his heart: "Your sword reminds me of a person, that person's swordsmanship has reached the realm of supernatural perfection, but his sword moves are very simple. ”

"Who is that person you are talking about?" asked Gu Yitian.

"Nameless swordsman. Mu Yu vaguely remembered that night the nameless swordsman and the genius swordsman of the Sword Washing Valley, the competition of the Far Sword, the nameless swordsman reached the sky with one sword, and killed the once-in-a-century genius of the Sword Washing Valley with just one move.

Gu Yitian's face moved slightly, and he said after a while: "The nameless predecessor saved my life and instructed me in my swordsmanship, and my swordsmanship does come from his guidance." ”

Mu Yu suddenly realized, no wonder Gu Yitian's swordsmanship has been so superb in recent years, and he was actually instructed by an unknown swordsman. When the broken sword was leaving, he instilled a sword intent in Mu Yu's body, and that sword intent also helped him several times.

"So, the nameless swordsman is your master?"

Gu Yitian shook his head: "I don't want to worship him as a teacher, and he doesn't want to accept me as an apprentice, we just met in Pingshui, and he gave me a creation." ”

Mu Yu nodded, and his heart suddenly fell on this sword technique again. Feng Haochen once told him that the avenue is simple, and thousands of swordsmanship are not as powerful as a sword. The ninth style of the Falling Dust Sword Method is called Ninety-Nine to One, Nine Swords to One, and One Sword to Nine. At the beginning of the battle with Ghost Xuanyue, Feng Haochen used Jin Dan to cultivate nine into one, and a sword shattered the body of Ghost Xuanyue in the Yuan Infant Stage, and the power of the Falling Dust Sword Technique is self-evident. But now Mu Yu can only transform five flying swords, which is still far from Feng Haochen's sword intent, so he has not been able to exert the power of the ninth form of the Falling Dust Sword Technique.

However, what made Mu Yu feel strange was that whether it was a nameless swordsman or Gu Yitian, their simple sword aura was so similar to the Falling Dust Sword Technique. It's just that the swordsmanship of the falling dust is more subtle and more powerful, and the sword of the two of them is to simplify the complex, and only take a scoop of thousands of weak water. But this scoop is used to the extreme, and it is extremely terrifying.

The Falling Dust Sword Technique, formerly known as the Heavenly Sword Nine Leads, is the first sword technique recognized in the cultivation realm, but unfortunately Mu Yu has only touched the surface so far.

"You only use one sword, I also have a sword, we will win or lose with one sword, how about it?"

Mu Yu, as the apprentice of Sword Shadow Dust, has the most powerful sword momentum, but he can't exert the sword of the Heavenly Sword Nine Leads, which is really insulting the prestige of the Nine Swords. He had a lot of pride in his heart, Gu Yitian used the simplest sword to deal with himself, and he should also correct the name of the Heavenly Sword Nine. He wouldn't use the sword intent of the broken sword in the next competition, that would be ridiculous!

"A sword is a sure win or loser, good!"

Gu Yitian's eyes lit up, Mu Yu had a dexterous nine-style sword move, he was not sure to defeat, both of them were people who used swords, and winning or losing with a sword was naturally the fairest competition.

Gu Yitian raised his heavy broadsword, a sword pointed at Mu Yu, the sword body roared lightly, the black light swallowed, and the momentum of the whole body continued to rise. His sword, like his character, is cold and arrogant, like a piece of cold iron on a lonely peak, cold and solemn, making people dare not take its edge lightly.

Mu Yu's shadows turned into five, and each of them performed the nine leads of the Heavenly Sword separately, endlessly and endlessly. Mu Yu's steps flickered, and he actually conjured up five figures, each of which controlled five shadow swords as if they had entered a no-man's land, and the shadow swords were vertical and horizontal, restraining each other, but they were separated. The sword shadow became faster and faster, gradually condensing to a point, and at the same time, Mu Yu's eyes suddenly lit up, and the five shadows suddenly became one, and the terrifying momentum exploded with the sword as the center!

The human sword was united, and the two people stabbed the sword forward at the same time. The speed at which the sword was drawn was so slow that everyone present could see their movements, and even everyone could think of their own way to crack it in an instant. But whenever a cracking method is formed in the minds of these people, they will be shocked to find that the sword of these two people has already changed its shape, the simplest sword, but it is ever-changing, there is no loophole at all, if you want to crack it, it is only more domineering than a sword!

"Boom!"

The sword qi was monstrous, and the split shadow and the broadsword clashed, making the surrounding void seem to have slightly invisible cracks, and the cracks were fleeting. The two swords burst out with a shocking momentum, facing each other in the air for a long time, killing and freehand eroding each other, trying to compare each other, but no one was convinced, the sword qi had turned all sides into a thousand ravines, and then the two retreated, slowly putting away the swords.

Mu Yu looked at Gu Yitian, and Gu Yitian also looked at him, and the eyes of the two sparked in the air, and the fighting spirit was soaring,-for-tat.

"You're strong. Mu Yu said.

"You too. Gu Yitian responded.

"Scratch!"

The sound of cracking clearly came into everyone's ears, the broadsword in Gu Yitian's hand had already cracked a crack, and Mu Yu's sword qi had already invaded Gu Yitian's broadsword, making Gu Yitian's body feel numb for a while, and it took a long time to force Mu Yu's sword qi out.

"If you have a good sword, you probably won't lose. Mu Yu said lightly.

Mu Yu won, his sword strength is even better, the Heavenly Sword Nine Leads is the strongest swordsmanship in the cultivation realm, its power is not in vain, Nine Nine to One is like the most primitive sword, simple but powerful, unstoppable. Although Gu Yitian's sword had the momentum of moving forward bravely, it still lacked a streamlined and deep sword intent than the Heavenly Sword Nine Leads, and he was defeated by the Heavenly Sword Nine Leads.

Gu Yitian shook his head: "Winning or losing is never a question of whether the sword is good or bad, a person has a sword in his heart, and the sword in his hand is a good sword." I was convinced. ”

Just like the nameless swordsman, Gu Yitian also believes in his broadsword, which is a simple iron sword, but in his hands it is a close friend. When he trusts his friends, even the simplest sword becomes extraordinary. This competition is just as Gu Yitian said, he did not lose in the quality of the sword, but in the comprehension of swordsmanship.

The belated contest was finally decided, but their victory or defeat was still temporary. The future is still far away, and those who wield swords will not easily admit defeat.

"The nameless senior will kill the one who leaves a gap in his iron sword, and so will I. Gu Yitian put the sword on his back, glanced at Mu Yu, and walked towards Boyang Daoren.

"I'm waiting for you. Mu Yu's fighting spirit soared into the sky.