"Good !!" Thunderous cheers suddenly rang out around the ring.

Ying Feiyang suppressed the feeling of dizziness, but found that the whole audience was cheering for him, and then he saw that what he stepped on his right foot was actually the hilt of the Xingji Sword.

Fang Cai's move, Ying Feiyang was actually a big defeat, it was possible to be thrown seven or eight heels, but it was a coincidence that he stepped on the ground first, and what was even more coincidental was that the Xingji Sword that was knocked away was inserted upside down in the ring, and the place where his foot landed was exactly the hilt of the Xingji Sword.

Ying Feiyang stood on the hilt of the sword on one foot, which gave people the illusion that he was just casually dissolving Qingyi's attack, and retreating with ease, this leisurely posture like a play, completely did not put Qingyi in his eyes.

should fly and stand steadily at the end of the sword, showing more uprightness, outstanding demeanor, the moon-white robe floats in the wind, and then adds seven points of chic, three points of immortality. Everyone present was envious, and some of the female disciples were even more heartbroken, their cheeks flushed, and they said secretly: "He has superb swordsmanship, chic manners, and is handsome, no wonder he has such a bad reputation, but he really has the capital to get this bad reputation." ”

Don't talk about them, even Qingyi was confused for a while, I thought that I could fall and should fly a lot of meat and eight vegetables, but he was unexpectedly lifted by him, and in a blink of an eye, half of the ten moves were over, Ying Feiyang but did not see the downside, Qingyi secretly had a feeling of irritability in his heart.

Ying Feiyang was stunned by this tide of cheers, but then understood the situation, Ying Feiyang was still dizzy, in order to delay time, he said loudly: "I majored in kendo in my school, I didn't expect that Uncle Shi could make his fists and feet kung fu so superb, although the younger generation did not have the opportunity to see Uncle Shi's swordsmanship, but it is no regret to see such good fists and feet." ”

Although Ying Feiyang's words are admiration, in fact, he is sarcastic that Qingyi Zhenren was forced to be unable to draw his sword, and could only deal with it with his fists and feet, how could Qingyi not hear his voice, and hated in his heart, but said quietly: "All the laws in the world are born in one, and there is no difference between swords and fists." ”

Ying Feiyang suddenly realized, and said: "I see, the younger generation has been taught, with the sword skills of the uncle, he has long been beyond the object, how can he stick to the sword shape, then the younger generation will lead the teacher's uncle's fists and feet to replace the sword's kung fu." "Ying Feiyang almost suffered a big loss, only to know that it is not easy to support ten moves in the hands of Qingyi, at this time he climbed up the pole, as soon as he spoke, he took the Qingyi Taoist army, if the Qingyi Taoist wants to make the sword again, it is undoubtedly a slap in the face,

Qingyi Daoren's face stiffened, and he said coldly: "You kid, although you are smart, you have too much nonsense, which is not as good as your master." With that, Qingyi took a step forward, the atmosphere in the ring was suddenly solemn, Ying Feiyang suddenly felt an invisible pressure pressing, and even the Xingji Sword under his feet seemed to be overwhelmed and bent a little, letting out a low and wailing sound.

"It's the method of accumulating momentum, so strong and powerful!" Qingyi is the same as Ying Feiyang, so it is also a sword move, but only one step, the power has far surpassed Ying Feiyang.

Ying Feiyang knew that he had to take the lead at this time, so he could take the second step, pick up his foot, and the sword under his feet was already flying out in a whirlwind, attacking Qingyi, and at the same time quickly catching up, flying up with a kick, and using his legs to make a sword move of "wind and clouds".

A person and a sword came at the same time, and each did its own trick, this move was unprecedented, it was to fly when the inspiration flashed, and it came very strangely.

But in the eyes of the masters, the trick is not as good as the right way after all, and Qingyi said: "Waste moves." Qingyi Taoist raised his feet and stood up, Yu Ying Feiyang's feet against each other, but his upper body was immovable, his fingers and claws were like electricity, and he wanted to hold the sword, and when his fingers were still half an inch away from the hilt of the sword, the sword suddenly flew back upside down and returned to Ying Feiyang's palm.

"This kid, has already seen the way to the art of the sword? Qing Yi saw this, and was shocked in his heart, in fact, he thought too much, Ying Feiyang is just a young man's heart, and he once figured out a little trick to add some whirlwind energy to the sword, so that the sword can fly back on its own after being thrown, in the past, it was just used to fight pheasants and rabbits, and I don't want to suddenly use it today, it has a miraculous effect.

A grasp of the air, the power accumulated by Qingyi collapsed, Ying Feiyang took the opportunity to choose to attack, bullying in front of Qingyi Daoist, Zhenyuan mentioned, raised his sword to press, it was the powerful Kunming swordsmanship, and he also said: "Uncle Shi, this is the sixth and seventh moves." ”

Ying Feiyang deceived Qingyi not to win with true qi, so that the sword moves are strong and open, powerful moves, Qingyi Taoist people are tied hands and feet, their hearts are bored and abnormal, and they step on the step, which is much more wonderful than Ying Feiyang's Xingluo Qi step, a raise of his hand, and the sword finger has poked the back of the head.

Qingyi Daoist is a real fire, what a pivotal place the back of the head, if this finger is implemented, although it will not endanger life, but there is a chance that it will hurt the brain, bad luck, I am afraid that I will be stupid and stupid for the rest of my life.

Sensing that the strong wind was approaching in the back of his head, Ying Feiyang broke out in a cold sweat, and it was only at this time that he realized that although this battle was not as powerful and powerful as the previous one, it was far more dangerous than the previous one, and it could not be ignored.

Ying Feiyang's waist twisted, Shi Xing Luoqi stepped back and back, Qingyi Taoist chased after him, followed step by step, and every step, are stepping on the position of the North Pole Zhongtian that should fly, the two people on the field are synchronized with each other, one advances and one retreats, the time and time rotation stop, the footwork is strange and changeable, but the movements of the two are unexpectedly combined, if it is not for Qingyi's sword finger always does not leave the front five inches of Ying Feiyang's eyebrows, saying that the two are dancing against each other, some people believe it.

In the blink of an eye, Ying Feiyang has been forced to the edge of the ring, and when there is no way to retreat, if he does not jump to admit defeat, he is pointing at the head, seeing that the two fingers are getting closer and closer to cover the field of vision, as if the whole world is the only sword finger left. Ying Feiyang's aura flashed again, but it was Zhenyuan who mentioned it, and jumped backwards high.

Everyone only said that Ying Feiyang wanted to jump out of the ring to admit defeat, and the judging Sect Chief Li also had a heart of cherishing talent, knowing that it was dangerous on the field, and it was wise to strike the battle, so he would decide the winner as soon as Ying Feiyang's feet hit the ground. saw Ying Feiyang spinning in mid-air, changing the posture of his head and feet.

Seeing that his heart was frightened, he was afraid that Ying Feiyang would break his neck, but he saw that Ying Feiyang was moving his sword like silk, and the sword was soft, and a weak willow breeze hit the masonry outside the ring, with a bang, counting the sparks, the Xingji sword was bent into an elliptical arc, and just when it was about to break, "rub!" sounded, Ying Feiyang was ejected by this force, and flew back to the top of the ring.

"The ninth move!" Ying Feiyang shouted, the sword spit out cold light, and if it fell straight down with the cold air of the nine heavens, it was a move "Flying Snow and Ice Sky". Flying snow and ice is the most complicated move in the Aohan sword technique, and it should be used condescendingly, and the sword style can also be fully displayed.

If you use true qi, a sword qi shoots out, and the move of flying snow and ice can be broken before it can be used, but at the moment, you can only clear the Daoist but there is nothing to do, seeing the cold light flashing on the head, the sword light afterimage is increasing more and more, if the blizzard is coming, it will fall down. Qingyi Daoist gritted his teeth, retreated, dodged the sword light, and when he retreated, Ying Feiyang had already stood firmly on his feet and returned to the ring.

"Uncle Shi is cautious, there is only one last move left, and Uncle Shi is sure to defeat me in one move. "Nine moves, Ying Feiyang is getting stronger and stronger, not only did not show defeat, but forced Qingyi to retreat a few steps, and now there is only one move left, and the disciples in the audience applauded, only that Ying Feiyang is already in control.

The more applause around him, the more anxious Qingyi's heart became, and a wave of anger rushed straight to the heavenly spirit, he had defeated countless enemies in his life, but he didn't want to fight against a junior like this, he just wanted to ignore it at the moment, and kill the kid in front of him with all his strength to prevent future troubles.

However, Qingyi is not a mortal, he is angry to the extreme, and he feels abnormal, he suddenly became clear, suddenly woke up, and secretly said, "No, how can I be so irritable today, although my swordsmanship is to enter the sword with killing intent, but what I want is to use my sword heart to resist the killing heart, how can I be provoked by this kid to make my sword heart lose again, and I am controlled by the killing intent!"

Looking at the high-spirited Ying Feiyang in front of him, Qingyi quickly found the answer, and laughed at himself in his heart, "This kid, how do you really look like that guy when he was young, no wonder I look at him so unpleasantly, I almost lost my sense of proportion." ”

Thinking in his heart, the Qingyi Daoist returned to his normal heart, but said coldly: "Is it just one move?"

The anger subsided, the murderous aura turned from manic to cold, and suddenly the atmosphere on the field condensed, and an invisible pressure threatened the audience, and the noisy and laughing disciples couldn't help but palpitate, but at the same time, the atmosphere did not dare to breathe, and there was a sudden silence on the field, and the needle drop could be heard, and only the Qingyi Taoist could be heard faintly continuing.

"One move, it's not easy to defeat you, it's not difficult to kill you!"