In the black bamboo building, a sword and a sword, standing against the blade, the breeze is coming, the wind seems to be gently plucking the knife surface, and the people with amazing ear power can hear the sound of Jin Feng's humming.

"I don't have the habit of giving people a move," Miao Tianxin's voice was cold, "If you're ready, let me know, and I'll take the knife." ”

Usually the master makes a move, and the seniors face the juniors, just like yesterday's battle with Gongsun Sheng of the Cloud Gate, usually the seniors will propose to let the juniors make three moves, and no matter how bad it is, they must give up the first. Gongsun Sheng was even more powerful, and he directly gave three punches and was invincible, and he caused his own losses. It turned out to be just two moves and one punch. The clear-eyed people here can more or less feel the concession of Gongsun Sheng.

But Miao Tianxin, as an old-school Miao Dao Grandmaster, clearly told Meng Juntong that he would not let go, and at the same time, he only needed Meng Juntong within ten moves, and even if Meng Juntong won by cutting off a wisp of his clothes. There is a contradiction between these two phases.

Meng Juntong was engrossed, in front of this Miao Dao Sect Master, she felt that every cold hair on her body was standing up, and this tension was completely a natural reaction after being oppressed by the other party's domineering momentum.

"Please teach your seniors!" Before the words were finished, Meng Juntong had already stepped out of his sword. However, even so, she could still clearly see that the Miao knife in Miao Tianxin's hand came first, the arc of the blade slashed out one step earlier, the sharp knife flashed away, and it was pointless to continue the offensive, Meng Juntong could only dodge, but this knife still cut off a wisp of Meng Juntong's clothes.

The fight in this round was too fast, and it was clearly said that as long as he cut off an inch of Miao Tianxing's clothes, he would win, but Meng Juntong had not even had time to take out the sword, and he had already cut off a corner of his clothes, and the level of each other's means was already clear.

Miao Tianxin slashed out, turned his blade back, and slashed again: "Look." ”

Meng Juntong's eyes had a cold light blooming, and the blade was already like a swift wind, she hurriedly performed Shaohua's unique technique, and in an instant, her body directly deflected out from the spot, and at the same time stood up to block.

As she expected, Miao Tianxin's sword had just failed, and before the remaining strength was exhausted, there was a new force, and with a blow of the blade, it swept and slashed heavily on Meng Juntong's Qingfeng sword. If there was no block of this sword, Meng Juntong felt that it would not be difficult to cut off his head directly.

From beginning to end, Miao Tianxin was indifferent, swinging the knife calmly, not in a hurry, and all the rules seemed to be clear in his heart.

"If you don't make a move, you won't have a chance. The moment Miao Tianxin shook Meng Juntong, he once again held the handle of the knife with both hands, raised the knife over his head, and made a slashing angry gesture.

Meng Juntong felt slightly bitter in her heart, this Miao Tianxin's strength was inevitably too strong, where was it not that she didn't make a move, but from beginning to end, the other party didn't give her a chance to make a move.

Seeing that the powerful 'force splitting Huashan' was about to fall, Meng Juntong's heart moved, and with the help of the opponent's repulsion force, his feet slid back against the ground, and the Qingfeng sword in his hand was retracted and sheathed, and the whole body was depressed, ready to go.

In the blink of an eye, Meng Juntong was like a sharp arrow on the bowstring, and with the help of the other party's pull, he had accumulated enough strength for himself.

Miao Dao slashed from top to bottom, Meng Juntong's body finally came to a complete standstill, only half a breath, and then he stretched out with all his strength, the speed was several times faster than when he retreated, and before a blink of an eye, she was already within four feet of Miao Tianxin, the palm pressed the sword, the back end of the scabbard was raised upward, and with a bang, a sword full of momentum was slashed from the bottom up, and the target was Miao Tianxing's clothes.

But just as she made this move, Meng Juntong thought that she had a chance to break through the corners of Miao Tianxin's clothes and win for herself, when Miao Tianxin's sigh sounded in her ears.

"I cut hard with my sword, and the blade pierces my heart, but you only think about cutting off the corners of my clothes, how to fight against me. ”

Meng Juntong's eyes froze, and the next moment she suddenly felt a sharp pain in her lower abdomen, and the force that split Huashan did not cut it, but turned the direction of the knife, and was hit hard in her waist and abdomen by Miao Tianxin with the handle of the knife at a faster speed. If it were a blade, I would have died.

Meng Juntong's figure flew out upside down, blood spilled from the corners of her mouth, knock knock, the hard black bamboos smashed heavily on her body one after another, she couldn't break these black bamboos, the whole person was like a pinball, being hit by the root black bamboo, picked up.

It wasn't until Meng Juntong grabbed a black bamboo with all her might, accompanied by the sharp tearing pain from the muscles in her arm, that she stopped her figure.

With a pop, Meng Juntong knelt on one knee in the black bamboo forest with his sword, and spit out a mouthful of blood with his head down.

"Obviously, it wasn't a wise choice to come directly to me. I'll also give you a chance to unleash your sword at me. But not today. Miao Tianxing slowly put away the Miao knife in his hand and walked towards Longchuan City.

He didn't continue to attack, maybe he didn't want to kill Meng Juntong for the time being, or maybe he still wanted to see what hole cards this girl who had made them wait for a whole twenty years still hadn't been played.

Meng Juntong worked hard to sit up straight cross-legged, run the martial arts method, regulate internal breath, and repair injuries.

The battle with Gongsun Sheng made Meng Juntong want to see how far the former immortal cultivators had traveled on the road of martial arts in Longchuan City. But in today's battle with Miao Tianxing, she saw the gap.

Luo Wushuang said, if you win Miao Tianxin, there are thirty percent of immortal cultivators in the entire Longchuan City, and they will no longer want to challenge you. But now it seems that this is really difficult.

It took a whole hour for Meng Juntong's injuries to ease slightly, and at this moment, her mind was full of the few moves that Miao Tianxin had just made.

"Is there really no flaw?" In Longchuan City, Meng Juntong couldn't rely on her strong spiritual power to lock on the flaws that were revealed on her opponent's body, but she believed that with her own eyesight, she should be able to see some of them, but Miao Tianxin had made a move to defeat Meng Juntong, and all his actions were really to the point of simplicity.

The simpler and more extreme things are, the less likely they are to make mistakes, just like Miao Tianxin's knife, it is one word from beginning to end, that is, fast!

If I hadn't lost my mental power, I might be able to capture his movements, Meng Juntong thought so in his heart, but then he laughed at his own inadequacy, if his spiritual power can be used, wouldn't it be that people's cultivation is not restricted, just casually it is the Jindan Dacheng period, and he can crush himself with immortal methods, and what kind of martial arts tricks are he talking about.