On the second day, Xue Hanjiang didn't tell anyone else about last night, after all, the Dao Master didn't seem to want others to know about last night's events.

Today's Shushan Xuehai five-person competition, the mentality of the three who lost yesterday is still good, and they followed everyone to cheer for everyone. It's just that Xue Hanjiang saw that the direction they went to seemed to be the venue for Senior Sister Mo's competition, and he didn't think much about it, and Edgeworth went to the Kanzi venue.

When Xue Hanjiang arrived, everyone had already arrived, and the Taoist chief on the side of the ring asked everyone to step forward and draw the bye. Xue Hanjiang also stepped forward to draw, and finally a Dao Sect disciple drew a bye lot, which made everyone a little envious.

"Kan Ermo's family, Cheng Zhihan, Kan Liushu Mountain, learn the sea, snow and cold river!"

Xue Hanjiang didn't expect to meet a disciple of the Mo family, and he was a little apprehensive, but he still settled down and went to the ring. The disciple of the Mo family on the opposite side was holding an ink-colored long sword, and he was afraid that he was also a sword cultivator.

One of the remaining two people in the audience is a disciple of the Praruo Temple, and the other seems to be a disciple of the small sect.

At this time, I don't know when, Yu Buqi had quietly appeared next to the ring, looking at Xue Hanjiang with a smile on his face.

"Mr. Yu, it's just a coincidence that you and my disciples meet like this!" At this time, a Mo family sword cultivator came next to him, and smiled at Yu Buqi.

Yu Buqi looked at it, it turned out to be the Mo family's sword cultivator Chu Xiuhe, this person had a few encounters with him, and he was also familiar with each other, and said with a smile: "Brother Chu Dao, that's really not a coincidence." ”

"The Mo family Cheng Zhihan. The Mo family disciple hugged his fists and said lightly.

Xue Hanjiang honestly clasped his fists and saluted: "Shushan learns from the sea and Xue Hanjiang, please give me more advice." ”

The ink dragon sword in Cheng Zhihan's hand shot directly, and an ink dragon-like sword qi flew towards the Xue Han River.

Xue Hanjiang saw how fast his move was, and he didn't dare to slack off, the cloud sword came out of the sheath, and the smoke disappeared, and the Xunzhen sword qi swayed out, tearing the ink dragon to pieces.

The intersection of black and white swords made a sound of gold and iron fighting, Cheng Zhihan's swordsmanship opened and closed, and the momentum was majestic, like the height of the lofty mountains, and the majesty of the terrifying waves. Xue Hanjiang also did not give in at this time, turning the clouds and rain, the wind and rain, and the clouds and raining three moves came out in a row, the two swords were vertical and horizontal, and the two swords continued to fight, and it was difficult to distinguish the winner for a while.

Cheng Zhihan didn't expect Xue Hanjiang's swordsmanship to be so good, and his face began to show excitement, and suddenly his swordsmanship changed, from the fierceness just now to erratic, and the sword moves were ruthless, so that Xue Hanjiang was actually suppressed for a while.

Xue Hanjiang saw that the opponent changed his moves, and he also changed, using two styles such as a sea of smoke and a sea of smoke, and the swordsmanship also changed from a storm to an ethereal illusion, and the two of them at this time swordsmanship is a strange move and a dangerous move to be fierce and unmatched, and one side is a steady move to overcome rigidity with softness, and the two chess opponents meet each other, and they don't think about it at this time, they just want to compete in the sword move.

Chu Xiuhe exclaimed: "Brother Dao Yu, your disciple's swordsmanship is so good, and before the sword technique came out, he has forced my disciple to such a situation. ”

"It's just that the two of them are determined to compete with swords at this time, and it won't be so easy to wait. Yu Buqi shook his head and smiled.

The two sides have gone through more than 30 moves, and the sword moves and sword qi are all equal. Cheng Zhihan knew that it was difficult to distinguish between simple sword moves, his eyes changed, and as soon as the sword momentum came out, the sword moves and sword qi pressed towards the Xue Hanjiang River like a mountain.

"The sword momentum of the mountain?" Xue Hanjiang guessed in his heart, but his subordinates did not stop, and the sword momentum of the rainstorm combined with the sword qi of Xun Zhen was also a shot.

One side is like the weight of a mountain, the other side is like a rainstorm, the swords of the two sides collide together, and the swords, sword qi, and sword momentum of the two people in the ring are constantly entangled, which makes several people in the audience look very surprised.

Xue Hanjiang has never encountered such an evenly matched opponent, and he is also fighting more and more bravely, and his moves are getting better and better. Xue Hanjiang fell into a wonderful realm at this time, his moves became more and more unpredictable, and even the sword momentum was constantly changing, which made Cheng Zhihan tired of coping.

"Mr. Yu, your disciple actually has such an opportunity, it's really envious of others!" Chu Xiu looked surprised and couldn't help but sigh.

Yu Buqi saw that Xue Hanjiang had actually entered the state of sword realization that he had dreamed of at this time, and he was also happy in his heart, but he still said modestly: "It's just luck." ”

The more Cheng Zhihan fought, the more frightened he became, how could this Xue Han Jiang sword technique be so exquisite, at this time he was trapped in the sword momentum of Xue Han Jiang, like a lonely boat on the ocean. He knew that if he continued like this, he would undoubtedly be defeated, and at this time he also put his heart horizontally, and the sword momentum rose again, at this time his sword move was dangerous, and the sword momentum was like a lofty mountain and a high cliff, and finally blocked the sword momentum of the Xue Hanjiang River.

But at this time, Xue Hanjiang's sword momentum changed, and the sword momentum was like a drizzle, although the sword momentum seemed weak, but only Cheng Zhihan understood that at this time, his sword momentum met the opponent's sword momentum like a stone sinking into the sea, and the opponent's sword momentum was not only endless, but also always appeared unconsciously in a place that was difficult for him to detect, which made him very uncomfortable.

Xue Hanjiang was immersed in the perception of the sword momentum at this time, and the sword moves were even more handy, the ring seemed to be drizzling at this time, and Cheng Zhihan seemed to be a small dirt mountain washed by the drizzle, if it went on like this, the earth mountain would be washed into muddy water by the drizzle sooner or later.

Cheng Zhihan was about to retreat behind him every time he took advantage of the situation, but Xue Hanjiang's sword was like a shadow, like a maggot on the tarsal bone, which was difficult to shake off. As soon as he gritted his teeth, the ink dragon sword in his hand suddenly emitted a deep black light, and an invisible force burst out from it, isolating the sword momentum of Xue Hanjiang. He only got a chance to breathe at this time, and settled his mind for a moment, knowing that Xue Hanjiang's swordsmanship was really powerful at this time, so he had to use the magic power of the natal sword in his hand. I saw the black sword in his hand swinging, and black ink dragons drilled out of the black mangs of the black sword, dancing with them.

"Ink Dance Thousand Autumns!" I saw his long sword constantly swinging, and countless ink dragons danced with it, and countless ink dragons opened their teeth and claws to tear open a hole in the drizzle of sword qi containing sword momentum in Xue Hanjiang.

Xue Hanjiang had woken up from the state of the sword at this time, although he knew that he might have a lot of chance, but at this time he had no time to think about it, the two swords of Fuyao and Thunder flew out, the wind and thunder converged, and turned into two rainbow lights and shot towards Cheng Zhihan, but although the two swords were sharp, but after cutting off a few ink dragons, the sword body was actually stained with ink, and the sword became heavy.

Xue Hanjiang knew that this ink dragon was afraid that it was a little strange, and hurriedly recalled the two flying swords, knowing in his heart that the other party had probably used a trick, Xun Zhen sword qi was injected into the cloud sword in his hand, and the cloud qi rose up, and he even used the smoke word sword technique again and again, making the cloud qi more prosperous, and the cloud qi hung in the air above the ring, which made people feel weird.

"What kind of trick is this disciple of yours?" Chu Xiuhe was a little strange, so he asked.

Yu Buqi smiled and replied, "This trick was created by himself, and it is called Lei Chi." ”

Xue Hanjiang interfered with Cheng Zhihan's vision with the smoke word swordsmanship, and the two swords of Fuyao and Tingni flew into the clouds, and suddenly thunder and lightning suddenly made in the clouds, and the clouds turned from white to black, and a terrifying momentum gradually grew.

Cheng Zhihan also noticed the amazing aura in the sky at this time, and his heart couldn't let it finish accumulating, so he pointed his long sword into the air, only to see countless ink dragons soaring into the air, and its momentum was amazing.

The clouds in the sky seemed to feel threatened, the thunder sounded, the clouds dispersed violently, only to see the blue thunder pool appear in the air, at this time compared to the last time, this thunder pool looks clearer, and the word "thunder pool" is faintly engraved above the pool wall.

"Lei Chi!" Xue Hanjiang snorted lightly, and pointed at Cheng Zhihan with the cloud sword in his hand. The thunder pool in the sky tilted, and the pool of water turned into countless blue thunderbolts poured down, and countless ink dragons who soared into the sky met the pool of water turned into countless thunderbolts, and they dissipated instantly under the water of thunder.

"Raising the two swords of wind and thunder with cloud qi and turning them into thunder pools, this trick is very wonderful! This son can actually create such a sword technique at such an age, Brother Yu Dao, your apprentice is amazing!" Chu Xiuhe couldn't help but exclaim when he saw this scene.

Seeing that Xue Hanjiang had mastered this move so skillfully, Yu Buqi's face also showed a look of relief, and said: "Hanjiang is indeed quite talented in the way of swordsmanship. ”

Cheng Zhihan knew that this was the last move to divide the victory or defeat, raised his sword with both hands, and shouted: "Ink Dragon Nine Heavens!" I saw him leap forward, his body and sword were united, turning into a huge ink dragon, roaring towards the thunder water.

Seeing that his fingers were so powerful, Xue Hanjiang continued to pinch the trick, and Thunder Ni actually drilled into the thunder pool, only to see that the thunder pool was thunderous, and suddenly fell from the sky, colliding with the huge ink dragon. Suddenly, the fierce energy overflowed, and the thunder and lightning and ink-colored sword qi spread out in all directions, causing all the forbidden runes in the entire ring to light up before blocking the scattered sword qi, and several disciples in the audience were also shocked.

Yu Buqi and Chu Xiuhe's eyes were full of solemnity at this time, because the prohibition isolated the divine thoughts, all kinds of sword qi overflowed at this time, and they didn't know what the current situation was in the ring.

At this time, there was silence in the Kanzi field, and everyone was staring at the ring at this time, wondering who would win after this move by both sides.

After a while, the sword qi dissipated, Xue Hanjiang's face on the field was pale, the cloud qi on the cloud sword in his hand was completely dispersed, and the two swords in front of him were uncertain, and it seemed that he was not lightly injured. And Cheng Zhihan's face was pale at this time, kneeling on one knee, holding the Molong Sword in both hands to support the crumbling body, and blood slowly flowed out of his mouth.

"I lost!" Cheng Zhihan's eyes were a little dim at this time, and he said with difficulty.

"Kan Liushu Mountain, Xuehai, Xue, Hanjiang, Sheng!" the Taoist beside the ring announced.

Chu Xiu saw that his disciple was seriously injured and hurriedly flew into the ring.

"Master, the disciple's skills are not as good as others, and he is a shame for the master. Cheng Zhihan's face showed a gloomy look.

Chu Xiuhe helped him up and scolded with a smile: "Stinky boy, where is the shame, it's a good fight." In this world, there are people outside of people, and there are heavens outside of heaven. This time I came here to give you a long insight, so that you kid will not be self-righteous. ”

Xue Hanjiang got out of the ring with vain steps, and saw Yu Buqi waiting for him under the ring, and his face showed surprise, "Teacher, you're here!"

Yu Buqi smiled: "It's a good fight." ”

"Hey, hey. Xue Hanjiang smirked happily.

"Teacher, I didn't expect your thunder pool to be so perfect. ”

"I later consulted the ancient books about Lei Chi, and refined the description into this trick, I don't think this power is really much greater. ”

"The legend of the Thunder Pool is the place where the ancient thunder gathers, maybe there is a providence in the dark. ”