"It's ridiculous!"

Under a canopy on the edge of the drying field, a man with gray hair recovered from the shock of Fang Cai, and couldn't help but let out a low sigh.

He was flanked by several young men, all dressed in green cloth shirts embroidered with wicker stripes.

These are all cultivators of the Wuliu Sword Academy.

Although Wang Jingmeng defeated Guan Fei with one sword, this so-called fair sword competition is still ridiculous in the eyes of these people.

Fang Cai Wang Jingmeng won with a sword, but judging from Wang Jingmeng's true yuan aura, Wang Jingmeng was likely to be only the peak of the Four Realms, or at most he had just entered the Five Realms.

But Qiu Guyu had already entered the Five Realms many years ago, and although he was stuck at the threshold of the Six Realms, the accumulation of True Yuan over the years, and the use of the power of the Five Realms, must have been sent and received at will, and he was extremely proficient.

Even if it is just the simplest move, the absolute gap in strength, I am afraid that it can fly Wang Jingmeng out with one sword.

"What the hell is he thinking, doesn't he know the truth of accepting when he sees it?"

Not far from these cultivators of the Wuliu Sword Academy, several of the young people gathered were all children of official eunuchs, and they also recovered from the shock, feeling that they were simply unreasonable.

Today, Wang Jingmeng defeated Guan Fei, and it was a sword victory, as long as it was spread, it would already be famous, in their opinion, why did they have to challenge Qiu Guyu?

However, in their puzzled eyes, the sword in Wang Jingmeng's hand had already been raised.

"Please. ”

Just like before Guan Fei's sword competition began, he put his sword across his chest and bowed calmly to Qiu Guyu.

Qiu Guyu frowned again, he also bowed his head calmly, and said, "Please." ”

Unlike Guan Fei, after he said the word please, he didn't make a move.

In the eyes of many people present, he was naturally right not to make the first move.

He is a senior, so it is naturally difficult to attack.

If he didn't make a move, Wang Jingmeng would make a move.

At the sound of breaking the air, the sword qi in front of him splashed, and dozens of sword shadows fell towards Qiu Guyu.

"Falling Wood Sensen?"

Someone in the crowd instantly recognized Wang Jingmeng's sword and let out a sound of surprise.

This is the sword move of the Aoki Sword Sect of the previous dynasty.

Aoki Sword Sect is one of the top ten sword academies of the previous dynasty, thousands of introductory disciples every year, most of them are used by various gate lords and armies, the swordsmanship is widely spread, and the power of several sword scriptures can be called mediocre, not weak, but it cannot be said with subtlety.

A white sword light flashed from Qiu Guyu's sleeve.

"Decaying Lotus Rolling Jade!"

Someone recognized this as a move from the White Dew Sword Sutra.

It's just that this kind of cheering didn't cause Qiu Guyu to have any mood swings, because he was really a very casual move.

He felt that as long as he had a sword in his hand, he could break Wang Jingmeng's sword.

Everywhere his sword light passed, the sword aura like falling trees disintegrated in an instant.

Wang Jingmeng's figure was swept up by a gust of wind and swept towards the left side in front of him.

"The wild goose flies three times!"

Some in the crowd were teasing, and some were genuinely surprised.

This is the sword move of the Nanhuai Sword School, the Nanhuai Sword School is just an ordinary sword sect in Korea decades ago, and then it naturally died out, and the Sword Book has also been copied in large quantities.

It's just that this wild goose soared three times and then fell into Mu Sensen's shot, so seamless, and the sword intent was so perfect, but it was unexpected.

Qiu Guyu didn't care, he took out another sword.

A cold air gushed out, and Wang Jingmeng's body shook and retreated several feet.

"What a trick for a night of west wind!"

Someone in the crowd suddenly cheered loudly.

Wang Jingmeng was shocked back by a sword, and the long sword in his hand continued to tremble, but he pursed his lips, but his face was still calm and abnormal.

His True Yuan smoothly followed the trembling of the long sword, releasing some of the sword qi evenly and quickly.

Qiu Guyu stepped forward one step at a time, he had already counterattacked with a natural sword, but at this moment, countless thin rays appeared in front of his eyes.

It was as if countless wheat mangs were coming against the wind and stabbing him in the eyes.

His brow furrowed slightly, and the long sword in his hand was raised.

Ding Ding Ding Ding....

A thin crunch sounded on his sword.

"It's bleak and cold? ”

"Isn't this the wild spring in the Wangchun Sword Sutra?"

A voice of surprise rang out.

Qiu Guyu also had a feeling of surprise in his heart for the first time.

Wang Jingmeng's sword moves were very ordinary in his opinion, but the sword intent inheritance was perfect, these sword moves from different sword scriptures, so smoothly connected, not only broke his sword intent, but also seemed to be more powerful than the original sword moves.

He felt like he had to be serious.

At this time, he began to feel in his heart that Gu Liren's disciple was really very different from ordinary young cultivators.

With this thought in his heart, he handed the sword diagonally.

The true yuan flowing in his body flew diagonally along the sword body.

The sword qi that was discrete from the sword body was like a lot of crystal pearls, flying towards Wang Jingmeng.

Wang Jingmeng landed on his feet and stood calmly.

His sword naturally pressed down, then flipped and raised like a bowl of water.

The sword in his hand was like a water scoop.

The little condensed sword qi touched his sword body, but with a soft bang, it bounced off his sword body and flew out.

Qiu Guyu took a step forward, his face became absolutely solemn, he raised his head, and the sword in his hand slashed out.

Suddenly, there were countless faint sounds of wind in the air.

It's like the wind blowing through the cold forest.

A white mist appeared in the air, which then condensed into a waterline.

Wang Jingmeng's sword suddenly stabbed out sharply, and he stabbed more than ten swords in an instant.

The fiber of the sword is thin, but it attracts the vitality of heaven and earth, and the sword qi suddenly becomes thick and majestic.

A lot of thick sword qi appeared around Qiu Guyu's body, and the sword qi was strangely cyan, like falling trees.

"Boundless Falling Wood?!"

An exclamation of disbelief rang out.

Qiu Guyu's breathing paused.

There were also countless unbelievable emotions welling up in his heart.

This is indeed a boundless falling tree.

It's just that the Boundless Falling Wood of the Divine Wood Sect of the previous dynasty can't be used by cultivators of the Six Realms, and before the Boundless Falling Tree, there must be a few tricks to guide it, and it is impossible to use it so directly!

On the side of the drying field, Mo Ying's body trembled violently.

His hands clenched into fists unconsciously, and his fingernails pierced into his flesh without noticing the pain.

Of all the cultivators present, he was the only one who thought of a possibility.

Wang Jingmeng had seen the boundless wind and rain of his Tianyi Pavilion before, and now Wang Jingmeng seemed to have been inspired by the boundless wind and rain and changed the boundless falling wood.

He actually created such a sword after seeing the boundless wind and rain!