"It's coming!"

Huang Haoran roared.

I saw a flash of sword light, and the sharp sword qi had already struck towards Bai Qingfeng.

"Buzz, buzz, buzz"

The katana shone with a lilac light, and Bai Qingfeng flicked these sword qi away without hurrying or slow.

Huang Haoran's body disappeared on the spot, and in the next second, he had already come to Bai Qingfeng. The domineering and brutal true qi wrapped around the sword body and turned into a golden light that struck towards the white breeze, and the katana slashed out with it.

Airplanes~

Huang Haoran planned to use this powerful blow to directly knock Bai Qingfeng out of the ring, but he miscalculated. Bai Qingfeng successfully blocked this blow, only slightly shaking him away a few steps, and he was still some distance away from the boundary of the ring.

The audience was silent, and no one dared to disturb this wonderful competition.

If you don't get a single hit, then you can do a few more hits. Huang Haoran thought so, and the sword in his hand slashed towards Bai Qingfeng, and the next thing was very simple, as long as he suppressed it for a while, he could release it again.

The "jingle bell" knife and sword exchange continues.

Bai Qingfeng sensed that he wanted to condense the next strong attack, and did not give him the slightest chance. While parrying, jump out of his attack rhythm and try to fight back.

Huang Haoran had to urge his true qi to guard against Bai Qingfeng. In this way, it was almost impossible for him to condense the next killing move.

Now it's time for patience and concentration, and the slightest flaw can put you in trouble and be defeated.

Although Huang Haoran is a half-step golden pill, his skills are not as good as Bai Qingfeng's, and his output of true qi is far more than Bai Qingfeng's.

"Your sword has slowed down, please concentrate your attention. Otherwise, you're going to lose, senior!" Bai Qingfeng showed a gentle smile on his face.

For the first time, Huang Haoran felt that his spirit was so bad, obviously there was still a lot of true qi in his body, but he couldn't keep up with his rhythm.

Huang Haoran wanted to use his body technique to distance Bai Qingfeng, and then released a big move to defeat Bai Qingfeng in one fell swoop.

But how could Bai Qingfeng let him succeed, like a dog skin plaster, sticking to Huang Haoran and not letting go.

Once you give him a chance to reply, then it's more troublesome.

Huang Haoran's gorgeous swordsmanship has attracted the attention of many people, and it is precisely this kind of Bai Qingfeng's block that makes it particularly clumsy. Outsiders look at the bustle, insiders look at the doorway. That's exactly what I said.

Does what the eye sees have to be real?

Huang Haoran's side began to make more mistakes, and his breath became disordered, while on Bai Qingfeng's side, his breath was extremely stable.

The brilliant sword dance will only become a burden to him, and the snowball has already begun to roll. When the sword in his hand is weakly wielded, it will be his defeat.

Bai Qingfeng's one-move block became slower, as did the speed at which he raised his knife.

The silent crowd began to become lively, and began to discuss the outcome of the competition.

"Look, that freshman can't hold on. The crowd of onlookers covered their mouths and laughed, "With this strength, the senior must want to guide him to fight for so long, you see that he is going to lose now." ”

"yes, yes! Hahaha, this guy is ridiculous. ”

"It is really beyond my power to take the initiative to invite such a talented senior. ”

Murong Ying watched their confrontation closely, as if she wanted to engrave all this into her mind.

These are all experiences! You don't have to spend a penny, you just stand there and look at it.

There are also a small number of people like Murong Ying who are quietly watching this competition.

They didn't dare to speak, they should be insiders.

It was a disdainful gaze, but I don't know when it began to become unbelievable.

Along with the shock and a hint of bitterness, they seemed to sense the gap with him.

When the sword and sword collided again, they did not bounce away as they thought, but intertwined.

"Huh~hum" The sword that Huang Haoran held tightly in his hand was pulled by Bai Qingfeng, and a Thomas whirled for two and a half weeks to break free.

Huang Haoran looked at Bai Qingfeng in astonishment.

The sword slammed to the ground with a crisp sound.......