People are born with the instinct to fight and enjoy fighting, which is no different from the beast, the excitement of life and death, the unbridled refreshment, the sense of conquest of homeopathic crushing, the sense of achievement of turning the tables against the trend, the so-called chess opponent, will meet good talents, the thrill of fighting, is so. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

But how does it feel when your opponent has never regarded you as an opponent, Wang Nianzhi doesn't know in the past, he has the prestige of being the number one swordsman in the seventy-two islands of the East China Sea, even Gu Jiansheng doesn't dare to despise him. But now he knew how it felt-

"Really, how can this be reasonable!" Wang Nianzhi was unprecedentedly angry, although the two teenagers in front of him were fighting with themselves, they regarded each other as opponents, as if they were just a medium for them to compare, for the first time in his life, he felt that the sword duel was so irritating, and when he was angry, he was extremely aggressive!

Wang Nianzhi's sword spit out, shaking away the two people who were entangled with him, and the figure swirled around the air, and then spun out seven phantoms that were the same as real people, and each of the seven figures made a move of "Seven Changes of Tricky Fireflies", and the ghosts generally attacked Ming Ye and Ren Jiuxiao.

Ming Ye and Ren Jiuxiao were on their own guard, but they were completely fearless, Ming Ye's sword lifted the sky, and he shook the ground with his body, hooking the heavenly thunder and earth fire, the ferocious earth fire, and the tumbling heavenly thunder, converged into a fierce blow and slashed away, enveloping all the phantoms in one go.

"Don't rob me!" Ren Jiuxiao threw the broken sword into the sword coffin that flew by itself, and suddenly slapped the sword coffin, and the broken sword entered the coffin, but it was reincarnated with thousands of sharp sword qi, rushing to pour out, and also swept towards all the phantoms, for fear of being a step slower.

There is no tacit understanding, no cooperation at all, the two of them are vying to block all the phantoms together, and they will immediately see the difference between the top and bottom of Wang Nianzhi's "Seven Changes of the Tricky Firefly"!

Two phantoms flashed through the thunder and fire and sword qi ghosts!

"Poof!" Ming Ye's flesh and blood bloomed under his ribs, and the blood was used as fuel, and the thunder fire 'crackled' and burned even more vigorously.

"Huh!" Ren Jiuxiao's shoulder was covered with a deep bone-stained blood mark, and the blood flowed down his arm towards the sword coffin.

In the eyes of others, the victory and defeat have been decided, but they don't think so about Ren Jiuxiao and Ming Ye, because the two of them haven't competed yet!

After a hard blow, the two did not wait to regain their breath, and then stepped forward to fight in close quarters, not allowing Wang Nianzhi to have a chance to breathe.

Ren Jiuxiao took the sword again, and the qi condensed at the front end of the broken sword seemed to be dyed with a layer of morning light, gradually turning golden, but it was only a little rudimentary, and it was far from being the 'golden sword' of the 'golden sword', but it made his sword several times sharper, and the pale golden broken sword swayed and danced to attack Wang Nianzhi, "Keep up, keep up, keep up, don't hold back!" Ren Jiuxiao was elated, and his mouth let out a cheerful voice with unknown meaning, and the sword in his hand went more and more smoothly, stabbing, picking, sweeping, flying, wiping, Cutting, every move and style all glow with completely different power under the sword, Wang Nianzhi turned around to dodge, but the high stone slab under his feet was not so lucky, it was cut into criss-crossing pieces like tofu blocks,

Ming Ye didn't say a word, but his always cold face naturally showed a smile, if he can't cultivate in the future, if this is his last battle, then this battle needs to be enjoyable enough! In the hand-to-hand battle, Ming Ye showed his subtle control over his true qi, locking his skill firmly in the sword, without a sword swing, the power of the eight directions of the flames, but the flame on the red sword was so hot that the air could be baked. Wang Nianzhi had no doubt that if he accidentally hit a sword, it would be scorched in an instant, and the only way to seal Ming Ye's offensive was to seal all of it, but between the two swords, Ming Ye's hidden electric energy would penetrate his body and make him overwhelmed.

Even so, Wang Nianzhi still has the upper hand.

But Ren Jiuxiao and Ming Ye accumulated injuries, but the more they fought, the more courageous they became, you are stronger than you, you are faster than you, you are faster than you, under the competition with each other, the potential is constantly stimulated, and each sword surpasses the previous sword.

It's not a two-to-one cooperation, but it's more powerful than any cooperation.

Ming Ye was pierced through the shoulder by Wang Nianzhi's sword, but as if he didn't feel the pain, he held Wang Nianzhi's sword with one hand, and stabbed Wang Nianzhi directly in the other hand with the sword.

"Retreat!" Wang Nianzhi's strange and strange style, sinking his waist and wrists, he actually used a sword like a spear to use a sword, picked Ming Ye for half a week, and smashed it hard at Ren Jiuxiao behind him.

Seeing that the two of them collided together, with no sense of companionship at all, Ming Ye kicked Ren Jiuxiao's sword blade fiercely, unloading all the strength on his body to him, and at the same time spun up with his strength, and fell in the air after reorganizing the offensive, and when they fell together, a blazing fireball had condensed at the end of the sword, and it slammed into Wang Nianzhi, which was the Jiuyang Haotian Sword Trick - "The sunset falls in the west, and the red glow is dyed".

Ren Jiuxiao scolded in a low voice, the broken blade was upside down, plowing a straight sword mark, and the sparks splashed to stop the retreat. The retreat stopped, Ren Jiuxiao is sword was picked, and a row of brick slabs rolled up like a sweep, and at the same time, with the help of brick slabs to block Wang Nianzhi's sight, the broken blade was swung continuously, and the pale golden sharp sword qi crisscrossed and crisscrossed, and the brick slabs were cut into small pieces, and the sword qi had arrived.

The moves are all extraordinary, Wang Nianzhi also showed his body, dragging out the weird afterimage to dodge the move, sword qi, flame flow, under the afterimage, the three figures quickly staggered, and then formed a triangle and stood still, frozen for a while, and the four fields were silent.

"Whew!"

"Whew!"

Ming Ye and Ren Jiuxiao each exploded with a deep wound on their backs, breaking the silence for a moment, and then the blood mist drifted away, which was unbearable.

"Ahh

The two juniors joined forces, and at the same time caused the famous 'poetry and books to be wasted' Wang Nianzhi was injured, although it was only a slight injury, but it was enough for them to boast, but-

Meantime?

That's the difference between victory and defeat!

Ming Ye and Ren Jiuxiao each pointed to seal the blood, and then attacked, and their eyes were burning, all of which were the excitement of their opponents.

"Enough! What are you pleasing to!!" Wang Nianzhi was furious, only to feel that he had been despised like never before, and under the extreme anger, he urged again, and the seven phantoms reappeared with the angry shout.

It seems to be a repetition of the old tricks, but in fact, the seven styles of "Seven Changes of the Tricky Firefly" are the same, and they can form various combinations according to the different sequences, which seem to be the same trick, but in fact they are unpredictable.

The mighty sword move came out again, but Wang Nianzhi felt in his heart that after this move, the two of them could still stand, just like every time they were injured before, they thought they could crush them, but they attacked more fiercely and fiercely, and they didn't stop if they didn't divide the victory by themselves. But he still made a ruthless move, just because the fire in his heart had nowhere to vent!

When the two of them were about to take the move, suddenly a variable arose, the water vapor condensed, and a water dragon appeared out of thin air, shaking and pounced on Ming Ye.

"Squeak-la-" The water vapor and the flame collided, turning into transpiring mist, Ming Ye resisted the water dragon, but was taken off the ground and flew up, and the people and the dragon crashed out of the mountain gate together.

And Ming Ye was suddenly knocked away, Ren Jiuxiao was unable to support himself, in a dense layer of water vapor, a vague figure was reflected, only to hear the sound of the exchange of troops, like rain, suddenly the sound of the exchange of troops stopped, replaced by a miserable howl, then saw that the water vapor was suddenly torn apart by the strong wind, and Wang Nianzhi's steady figure appeared in the center of the strong wind, and Ren Jiuxiao had vomited blood and flew upside down, fell to the stage, and fell to the ground on his knees with his sword! He wanted to get up but then fell, and was supported by several disciples of the Ling Xiao Sword Sect, and his blood was surging and he couldn't speak.

"What do you do!"

"What do you do!"

The voices of an old man and a young man sounded at the same time, and Wang Nianzhi and Miao Miao looked angrily at the summoner of the water dragon, who was also the initiator of the disrupted battle - the Linglong County Lord who was yawning.

"Little girl, what is fierce, don't you want to stop your little lover, now that this palace has helped you, don't you thank me?"

Miao Miao glanced at the county lord Linglong again, and hurriedly ran down the mountain to find Ming Ye's traces.

And the county lord of Linglong said to Wang Nianzhi confidently: "Don't forget what you came to do, but you are also so grinding and chirping for the two juniors, if it is not for this palace, I don't know how long you will delay." ”

According to the rules of people, Wang Nianzhi did it with the two juniors in front of everyone, and if others helped, it would be an insult no matter what their intentions were, and if it was spread out, they would only be laughed at, so although there were many people present, they were all just waiting for the result, but the Linglong county lord was a demon, and he did whatever he wanted, and he completely ignored the rules of people. Wang Nian's heart was angry, but there was nowhere to attack, so he could only shake his sword angrily and continue to carry on his interrupted work one after another.

"Let's see if there is anyone to save you now!" Wang Nianzhi's long sword pointed at Ying Feiyang, ready to vent all his anger on him.

Ying Feiyang's head was lowered, his drooping hair covered his eyes, and the others seemed to be all looking like they were waiting to die, but they couldn't see the hair covering them, Ying Feiyang's eyes were clear, staring intently at the shadow of the foot shift, and said softly: "It's time." ”

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"It's time!"

He looked up at the slowly moving sun outside the house and muttered to himself.

Noon is about to pass, but the disposal of the corresponding Feiyang is not over, I still want to let people such as Wang Nianzhi do it for him, but now it seems that he will have to come by himself after all.

He sighed, but said in his heart, it's okay, this kind of thing was originally the most reassuring for him to do it himself.

After making up his mind, he stood up, and the bones of his whole body "crackled" like fried beans, and he changed his body shape by relying on bone shrinkage.

Then put on an ordinary Lingxiao Sword Sect robe, with a standard long sword, and a human skin mask, in the blink of an eye, it became another person in the mirror, he looked up and down, and made sure that there were no flaws, just by his appearance, no one could recognize who he was.

After that, he went out calmly, and now the eyes of the people of the Lingxiao Sword Sect are all focused on the public trial in front of the hall, and no one will care about his movements, of course, even if there is, with his skills, he will calmly avoid everyone's eyes.

Walking through the main peak hall with the most people, he accelerated his body, and the target - Ethereal Peak, Wujian Cave.

If noon is Gu Jiansheng's declining period, then he is sure that the 'Sword Crown' will be removed.

Yes, if.

He knows that what he has to do is variable, and he can only spell an 'if', but the world is absolute, not to mention that he has to gamble this time!

Soon arrived at the Ethereal Peak, there was no one around the Ethereal Peak, and the area around the Wujian Cave was a forbidden place, and the disciples of the Lingxiao Sword Sect thought that the vicinity of the Wujian Cave was set as a forbidden place to prevent the disciples from disturbing the 'Sword Crown' Wujian Qing Cultivation, but they didn't know that it was actually just to cover up a lie, so that the disciples would not find out that the Wujian Cave was actually empty.

Gu Jiansheng has not been in the Wujian Cave for the past eight years, except today!

The Wujian Cave is on top of the cliff, and there is a sword formation prohibition outside, in fact, it is difficult for ordinary disciples to approach.

But for him, any kind of cliff is no different from flat land, and the prohibition? he is exactly the group of people who are qualified and have the status to walk unhindered everywhere in the Lingxiao Sword Sect, and naturally know the way to close the prohibition.

He stuck to the cliff, like a light feather, and fell lightly in front of the Wujian Cave, without even a trace of dust, and recited a few mantras, and the invisible sword array prohibition at the entrance of the cave had been removed by him, and then quietly entered the cave.

The natural cave that twists like a snake, the side walls are densely covered with dense sword marks, and the ancestors of the past generations have achieved it when they learned the sword in the cave, and each sword mark may be a treasure, but he has no intention of taking a second look at it at this time.

His spirit, qi, and spirit are all adjusted to the best state with the movement of his steps, and he needs to be completely distracted to ensure that the next blow is foolproof.

Finally, at the end of the cave, I saw the figure, which sat on the wall on top of a futon, leaving only a defenseless back, which could not be seen at a glance, but had a charm that captured people's hearts.

"I'm sorry!" he muttered silently in his heart, holding the hilt of his sword steadily, and his killing intent suddenly reached its peak in an instant!

Just when he was about to move, he suddenly felt a stronger murderous aura overflowing from that back!

"That's not right!" This kind of murderous aura is not what Gu Jiansheng should have, but belongs to another person-He Guqiang!

With his heart moving, his murderous aura was discharged, and in the next moment, a sword aura struck directly with the aura of black killing and annihilation.

"Medium!" he knew in his heart, but he was not surprised unexpectedly, because all kinds of possibilities, he had already weighed them when he started, the fact was that he lost the bet, and after the bet was lost, the most important thing was to stop the loss.

He stepped a little, advanced and retreated with the sword qi, and suddenly turned around to avoid the sword qi, and the back figure also turned around and attacked, although he made a disguise, but it was really He Gu poor.

"Where are you going!" He Guqiu chased after him, and several sword qi shot in, and he had no intention of fighting, because He Guqiu knew him well enough, and once he fought, he was very likely to be recognized, but he retreated again and again. The moment he got out of the hole, with a hand draw, the sword formation at the entrance of the cave changed, and a new formation was born, and the next moment, the sword qi rushed out from the ground, and the newborn sword formation blocked He Guqiu's pursuit.

The sword array naturally couldn't stop He Guqiu, but even for a moment, it was enough for him to get out, he rose up with his sword, and disappeared in a blink of an eye.

But he didn't notice that his body was stained with a vague fragrance, and he couldn't blow away even if the mountain wind was blowing.

In the sword array, He Gu wandered in the sword aura, but his eyes were looking at the figure in the distance, and he sighed leisurely, "Senior Brother Gu, the result you and I don't want to see is still ......" (to be continued.) )