The moment the spear hit, Jian Yin caught the spear and pointed his sword at Xiao Kui.

The winner is decided at this moment.

No one knows how she did it, and no one even saw the process.

Her speed can't be explained in seconds, because she does so much in that second.

It's not like a human being.

What Jian Yin said before, now Xiao Kui believes.

The gap between them is really huge.

"I lost. ”

With this relieved surrender, the first competition of the finals ended with Nangong Sword Sect winning the jackpot.

As usual, take a break for a stick of incense.

Jian Yin returned to the front of the stands, and Tang Shanyu hurriedly came to the first floor of the stands, leaning down to wipe the dried blood stains on her face.

Bai Maxiao followed closely behind and let out the first congratulations, "it!, how did you do it?!"

Jian Yin didn't relax at this time, his eyes still retained the coldness just now, and the surprised smile on Bai Mashio's face froze with just one glance.

Seeing the change in his expression, Jian Yin hurriedly adjusted his mentality, his eyes eased a lot, and he said easily, "It's just a normal level." ”

"This ...... Is this still called a normal level? Why didn't I see you so awesome before? ”

"It was different from now, and now ......," she glanced at Tang Shanyu, "There are many restrictions. ”

Bai Ma Xiao thought about it, it was true that she used to use spiritual magic to fight the enemy, and she didn't have a chance to see the peak of her physical skills, but although the few moves just now were very powerful, they were far less powerful than spiritual skills, and there was really no need to use them before.

"Take a break, let Lao Nie go up next. ”

Jian Yin shook his head, "I'm in just right shape at this time, and I don't need to rest." Moreover, only Xiao Nie can defeat Ding Ling. ”

Bai Ma Xiao pursed his lips and whispered: "Just him?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Nie Jianfeng's voice came from the side, "It's hard work." ”

When did he come!—Hakumashi was startled, but he didn't seem to care about the taunt.

"Next, you have to take a good look. ”

"Good. ”

Bai Maxiao originally thought that the two of them were going to have an in-depth tactical discussion, but they didn't expect that after these two short sentences, they didn't mean to say more.

It's as if ...... "take a good look" is the key tactic to defeat Ding Ling.

Bai Maxiao wanted to say a few words, but found that he couldn't say anything other than "come on", after all, he was not qualified to discuss the next tactics with them.

Jianyin looked at Nangong Yu, who was still sitting on a high place and did not come down to congratulate her, only to see that she was still drowsy at this time, her eyes seemed to be open and closed, so she turned around with some disappointment and looked at the direction of the ring thoughtfully.

No one spoke, as if they didn't know what to say, and the rest time of this incense stick passed so awkwardly.

"Prepare for the second competition!"

Without saying goodbye, Kenyin walked back to the ring.

There was no suspense on the other side, and Ding Ling walked into the ring.

On the night of the wild goose's return to the building, the two women exchanged hands for the second time.

The audience was full of expectations, but Bai Maxiao was in his throat about this.

After Jian Yin was beaten by her that night and had no room to fight back, Bai Maxiao has been thinking about how to deal with this woman.

Even because of that night, they were still negative for a while, until Zuo Zheng of the Volunteer Gang was lying on the bed covered in gauze.

"Little junior sister, you must win!"

Thinking of Zuo Zheng, Bai Maxiao seemed to have encountered sparkling gasoline, and exploded instantly.

"Your senior brother is quite optimistic about you. Ding Ling said with a smile, but remembering that he had seen this guy that night, he cut off his trouser belt without much effort, and suddenly said with disdain, "But being favored by such a person, I don't know whether it is happy or worried." ”

Jian Yin's face was expressionless, "You may be able to laugh at him now, no one knows if you will be the next Ran Jin." ”

After Ran Jin defeated Jianyin and Nie Jianfeng in a row, he was defeated in the hands of Bai Ma Xiao, and Ding Ling was also seen at the scene in that battle, and she was obviously hinting that even if you can defeat her and Nie Jian Feng, you may not be able to win Bai Ma Xiao.

"That senior brother of yours does have some outstanding skills, but he is just a little smart, in terms of strength, he is not as good as you. ”

"Maybe his strength is not strong, but he can't be underestimated. He was the one who worked miracles. ”

"So, you're pinning your hopes on miracles?"

Jian Yin smiled coldly, "That's not true. I will not have a good time with Xiao Nie. ”

"Then I'm really looking forward to it. Ding Ling raised his eyebrows and chuckled, "If you don't let go of the fight, you won't be able to win me." ”

By "let go" she meant the use of psychics, she wanted to force her to use psychic more than once, and of course Jianyin knew this.

But how could she put the Sword Sect in danger.

"I've let it go. ”

"Hehehe, of course not to the same extent as Senior Brother - I don't believe you can only go so far. ”

Jian Yin held the sword upside down in his right hand, pinched a sword trick in his left hand, and put on a posture that he had never seen before.

......

As soon as this posture came out, Nie Jianfeng immediately exclaimed, "This is?!

Bai Maxiao was startled by this sudden exclamation, and frowned, "What's wrong again?!"

"It's ...... Flowing Wind Sword Intent?!"

"What? What kind of sword intent is it?"

Nie Jianfeng's eyes were round, and his eyes were full of disbelief, "The 'swiftness' of 'attack and defense'." ”

"Xun", I just heard him talk about it, there is no one who can practice two kinds of sword intent at the same time, except for Nangong Xueling who knows three kinds of sword intent, even those who practice one are rare.

This sword sounds...... Actually practiced the second type?!

......

Ding Ling took out two short swords from his sleeves and looked the sound of the sword up and down, "When you took over Senior Brother's 'Heavenly Spear' just now, you used a similar stance. I'd love to see what kind of moves you've made this time?"

The corners of Jian Yin's mouth slanted, and he said coldly, "You'll see." ”

The second match had already begun for more than ten minutes, and the two men had been standing and talking, and they did not move.

Just when the audience began to talk impatiently, the sound of the sword appeared in front of Ding Ling in an instant, and almost at the same time, the sword had been stabbed out and was blocked by Ding Ling's short sword.

It's still unimaginably fast.

The two immediately dismantled and switched to fight, and the sonorous sound of weapon handover was endless, dense like a shower of rain.

But the strange thing is that every time the weapons of these two people are connected, the sound they make does not match the picture, simply put, it is the collision of two weapons, but there are dense seven or eight sounds.

It seems strange, but in fact, everyone's eyes can't keep up with their extremely fast sword speed, and everyone who looks directly is amazed.

After the last competition with Xiao Kui, the audience's psychological tolerance has improved a lot, and such a picture is also acceptable.

But these two people didn't seem to care about the audience's receptivity, and approached the extreme madness, until in the end, their figures began to blur, and they couldn't see a single move.

Such a duel is only based on physical skills so far, although this face is extremely amazing, but it is not unprecedented, over the years the world's most amazing martial arts masters can also do such a speed, but such a master, in the past hundred years of martial arts conference has not appeared again.

It seems that they have a draw, but Bai Maxiao and they are always worried.

That night, Ding Ling's ghostly figure had not yet appeared, and at this time it should have been just a mutual test, although it was roughly guessed that Ding Ling's teleportation was using spiritual art, but he never thought that this Ding Ling would be able to tie with Jianyin without spiritual art.

......

"I didn't expect her to take over the flow of the sword sound...... What kind of sword intent, such terrifying strength, are you really sure you can win?"

Looking at Nie Jianfeng's surprise just now, this sword sound is simply far superior to Nie Jianfeng's strength, how could he be Ding Ling's opponent.

Nie Jianfeng was still staring at the ring, shaking his head without squinting, "Little Senior Uncle, she still has a hand, this is not all of the Flowing Wind Sword Intent. ”

"Keep your hands...... If this Flowing Wind Sword Intent focuses on attack speed, then is she leaving her hands to deal with Ding Ling's spiritual skills?"

"It's obvious. ”

......

"Not bad, not bad. You really have the strength. Ding Ling said with a smile, and suddenly with a kick under his feet, the two finally retreated from the dazzling sword shadow, "However, this is not your full strength." ”

Jian Yin didn't hide it, and sneered, "You don't have to use all your strength, how can I show my hole cards first?"

"Hole cards?" Ding Ling was stunned for a moment, and then smiled, "Your words are really peculiar, I hope your spells can also make my eyes shine." ”

"We?" Jian Yin frowned, not only did she know that she knew how to use spiritual arts, but could she actually tell that she was the same kind of person as Bai Mashiao?

Ding Ling smiled and shook his head, looked at Bai Maxiao, but still said to Jian Yin, "On that day, he was the one who cast a spell to trap Sister Bai Fei, right?"

Under Yangjiang City, Bai Ma Xiao did fight with Bai Fei, and it was Gu Yun from the Dharma Society who provoked him to come to the door.

"Nothing. ”

Listening to her denial, I don't know whether to believe her or understand her, Ding Ling did not continue to ask, but turned his head to look at her, and said back to the point, "Since we have already tested each other, don't play so many tricks and go straight to the point." ”

By now, Jian Yin was already a little tired, and it had taken a lot of physical strength to fight against Xiao Kui's Imperial Sword Intent just now, and she also wanted to fight quickly.

Once again, she put on the posture of the Flowing Wind Sword Intent, but unlike just now, there was a faint wave of red qi gushing out of her body, as if there was a faint wind around her, supporting her body.

Seeing that she finally became serious, Ding Ling was quite happy, "You are finally ......"

After just three words, Jian Yin couldn't help but say, his figure suddenly disappeared, and the kung fu that couldn't blink an eye had already appeared behind Ding Ling.

A moment later, a strong wind blew through Ding Ling's body, blowing the hem of her clothes and hair violently.

At that moment, the wind brought by the high-speed movement of the sword sound could no longer keep up with her figure.

The wind lingers around the body and does not follow, it is for the flow of wind sword intent.