The joust continues.

Brother Wanyan looked at the seat of the Western Xia Kingdom and said with a light smile: "I don't know the master of the Western Xia Kingdom, can you teach a few tricks?"

Tsing Yi fluttered, Li Ruoxian slowly fell in the ring, out of the dust, closed the moon and shy flowers, like a fairy in the dust, not a prescription. She looked at Brother Wanyan Gu, and without saying a word, the cyan sword shadow flashed, and the green sword was already out of its sheath. With a flick of her wrist, the cyan sword shadow slashed through the air, and an arc slashed towards Brother Wanyan Gu.

Brother Wanyan smiled indifferently and waved the drum urn and the golden hammer to block.

With a "dang" sound, the sword qi slashed on the golden hammer of the drum urn, splashing a string of sparks.

Yan Shan smiled and leaned lazily back in his chair, as if everything was under control.

Li Ruoxian floated up, his wrist turned rapidly, and the cyan sword shadow turned into a cloud of light mist, drawing dozens of arcs in mid-air, with the sound of breaking the sky, all of them slashed towards Brother Wanyan Gu.

Brother Wanyan didn't dare to drag it out, and hurriedly danced the drum urn and the golden hammer, and the hanging shadow flickered, and the wind and rain were impenetrable.

The sound of "Dangdang" was endless, and strings of sparks splashed on the golden hammer of the drum urn.

Looking at the calm and waveless face, Brother Wanyan Gu was like a second monk, and he couldn't figure out the situation at all. The Jin State and the Western Xia Kingdom had friendly relations. He fought with Li Ruoxian, just to deter, and he had no intention of harming him. He thought it was tacit, but he didn't expect it to be like this. What's even more surprising is that Li Ruoxian's style of playing, which purely consumes true qi, can't be explained.

Li Ruoxian's expression was indifferent, and there was no trace of waves in his calm eyes. He tossed and turned, constantly changing directions, swinging the Qingying Sword and slashing out the sword qi.

In the face of this brainless play, Brother Wanyan Gu is also dumb and eats coptis. He has absolute confidence to defeat Li Ruoxian. But at this time, Li Ruoxian didn't seem to have any intention of fighting with him at all, but just relied on his body to constantly cut out his sword qi, without the heart to win, and without the idea of hurting the enemy. In this case, Brother Wanyan Gu was also unwilling to pursue with all his might, just because it would inevitably consume a lot of internal and physical strength, but he might not be able to get benefits. He was calm and calm, constantly dancing the drum urn and golden hammer, blocking all the invisible sword qi.

Li Ruoxian's expression was calm. Since the Qinglian Heart Method broke through to the sixth layer, the inner part has doubled, and the true qi has been continuously flowing. She didn't care about the extravagant consumption of sword qi. But after all, this consumption is not sustainable. After slashing out hundreds of sword qi, the true qi in the body was already showing signs of exhaustion. Li Ruoxian suddenly put her sword into the sheath, the figure fluttered, and she had returned to the seat of the Western Xia Kingdom, as if nothing had happened. She didn't say a word the whole time.

This scene shocked my jaw.

Brother Wanyan frowned slightly, but he was helpless.

At this time, Beigong Duge hurriedly got up, bowed his hand to Brother Yan Gu, and said with a wry smile: "If the fairy is pampered, I hope that the little friend will not be blamed!"

What a character Beigong Duge is, but he is so humble and polite. Brother Wanyan Gu was arrogant, but he didn't dare to slack off, and hurriedly said: "Beigong seniors have killed juniors!

Beigong Duge smiled and said, "How does this make Xiaoyou obviously have superior skills, so he naturally wins." Please don't refuse!"

Brother Wanyan returned the salute and didn't say anything more. However, although this one was won, it was also very troublesome.

The joust continues.

Brother Yan calmed down, looked at Yan Shan again, and said with a light smile: "I wonder if Yan Shaoxia can come to the stage to teach a few tricks?"

Yan Shan smiled indifferently, flew into the ring, and arched his hand: "It's better to be respectful than to obey!"

The black sword shadow flickered, and the rusty long sword slashed across the sky like a long rainbow, stabbing straight towards Brother Wanyan Gu.

Brother Wanyan looked calm, waved the drum urn and the golden hammer to meet him quickly.

Changhong passed away suddenly, and the rusty long sword stabbed out half and suddenly changed its move, and the black sword shadow slashed across the golden hammer of the drum urn, splashing a spark.

Brother Wanyan smiled indifferently, his arms competed, and he danced the drum urn and golden hammer with all his strength, flying up and down, the tiger and the tiger were in the wind, and the hammer shadow shrouded towards Yanshan.

In the shadow of the hammer, Yan Shan suddenly disappeared, and it was just an afterimage.

Yan Shan stood a foot away, his expression calm and waveless.

Brother Wanyan Gu walked forward quickly, his body swayed, the drums and urns and golden hammers collided with each other, and there was a faint sound of thunder, and the momentum was amazing.

Yan Shan's expression became cold, his eyes were empty, and his body continued to exude a strong murderous aura, and a killing intent was born in his heart. The rusty long sword was surrounded by a thick blood-colored sword aura. Yan Shan stabbed out with his sword, moving forward, looking at death as home. This kind of killing intent, this kind of brave determination, is the true mystery of the sixth layer of the sword killing sword technique.

Brother Wanyan Guge became more and more courageous, majestic and majestic, like a god descending into the world, and it is not allowed to be blasphemed. He secretly lucked his true qi on the drum urn and the golden hammer. In an instant, the sound of the drum urn and the golden hammer became even stronger, and there seemed to be lightning surrounding the hammer body.

The rusty sword intersected with the golden hammer of the drum urn without a loud collision. The black sword shadow slashed across the golden hammer body, splashing golden sparks.

The two figures were constantly changing, and the black sword shadow and the golden hammer shadow crisscrossed each other.

Yan Shan tossed and turned, as fast as a ghost, constantly slashing the golden hammer of the drum urn with that rusty long sword, but it was full of dangers, if it were not for the afterimage body method, I am afraid that he would have been shrouded in the shadow of the hammer.

Brother Wanyan Gu was a little inexplicable. Yan Shan risked his life and constantly attacked the drum urn golden hammer, but he didn't take him as a target, which is really incomprehensible.

It's just that Brother Wanyan Gu doesn't know how accurate the little abacus in Yan Shan's heart is. If you attack Brother Yan Gu with all your strength, you will inevitably be shrouded in the shadow of the hammer, and if you are not careful, you will definitely die. Yan Shan was sure that once he had the opportunity, Brother Wanyan Gu would never show mercy. However, if you only attack the drum urn and the golden hammer, you can always keep the distance from your opponent one foot away. For Yanshan, this is a safe distance that does not endanger lives.

The black sword shadow and the golden hammer shadow were intertwined, the sound of thunder was endless, and the arc lightning and blood-colored sword qi were entangled with each other, strange and terrifying.

Before they knew it, the two had exchanged nearly 150 moves.

Yan Shan secretly said in his heart: It's time to just start a wave of positive.

On top of the rusty long sword, the blood-colored sword qi continued to condense, and unconsciously, an invisible blood-colored giant sword was formed.

Suddenly, a gust of wind struck. Yan Shan let out a long roar, and the rusty long sword suddenly slashed downward. The invisible blood-colored greatsword enveloped the entire ring.

Seeing this situation, Brother Wanyan Guge showed excitement on his face, and a long-lost fighting spirit arose in his heart. He let out a loud shout, and his true power suddenly increased. The golden hammers of the drum urns collided with each other, and a golden lightning bolt was born, which met the invisible blood-colored giant sword.

With a loud bang, the rusty long sword collided with the drum urn and the golden hammer, and sparks flew everywhere, as brilliant as fireworks. The golden lightning swept away the invisible blood-colored greatsword and disappeared into the sky.

At this moment, time seemed to stop, everyone held their breath, and the audience was as silent as death.

Suddenly, a "click" sound came from the ring, and the body of the drum urn and the golden hammer began to shatter, and the red gold fragments continued to fall.

Although the drum urn and golden hammer weighed 800 catties, its hardness was far from being comparable to that rusty long sword.

Yan Shan calmed the churning qi and blood in his body, wiped the blood stains from his mouth with his hand that was still trembling slightly, but a smile appeared on his face. He said aloud: "Admit defeat in the next place!" Before the words fell, he had already swept off the ring.

Brother Wanyan looked at a pile of red gold fragments and was stunned. He pondered for a moment, and then understood everything. Li Ruoxian's inexplicable move, Yan Shan's hard work, and its ultimate goal was to destroy this pair of drum urns and golden hammers. The hammer can be reforged, and he is so angry and funny. He won again, but it was the same trouble.