Eight pounces, the eighth pounce is the essence of Ning Daoqi's life.

This pounce, like a big peng pounced, is so perfect, in line with the avenue, there is no amazing momentum, but there is artistic beauty.

Li Jiancheng couldn't help but praise: "Dapeng spreads its wings and soars to 90,000 miles!"

As he spoke, the movements in his hands were not slow at all, he fought fast and fast, and his strength surged, like lightning, like thunder, and attacked Ning Daoqi.

The two of them were fighting, their figures changing, and their strength was impacting.

I don't know how long it took, in a muffled sound, a figure flew into the sky, blood flowed from his mouth, it was Ning Daoqi, and another figure stood in place, standing aside, motionless like a mountain, it was Li Jiancheng.

"Defeated!"

Ning Daoqi said, as if he was taking it for granted.

But when he really said it, Ning Daoqi was still like a dream, and from today on, one myth ended, and another myth rose.

Li Jiancheng said: "Your Excellency, what you have learned in your life is the road of Zhuangzi, such as Dapeng spreading its wings, Kunpeng coming out of the water, and the last blow is the essence of Taoism, but he has not yet entered the Tao." Your Excellency has comprehended the way of the void and entered the realm of the great master, if you have comprehended the path of reality one day, you can enter the half-step shattering, if you have comprehended the path of the change of the void and reality, you can shatter the void!"

"I don't kill you, life is as lonely as snow, whether it is an opponent or an enemy, kill one less one, and one less will be more lonely. Thinking about the heavens and the earth, who can talk to me?"

Li Jiancheng continued: "If it is Your Excellency. One day, I will understand the way of shattering the void, and come back to discuss the Tao with me!"

Ning Daoqi didn't say anything, turned around and retreated.

Li Jiancheng's expression was calm. Looking at a direction in the southeast, he said: "Heavenly Sword Song Que, come out and fight with me!"

At this time, a middle-aged man appeared in the northwest, handsome and chic, elegant and arrogant. A peerless beautiful man is none other than Heavenly Sword Song Que. looked at this man, suddenly. Li Jiancheng had a sense of familiarity, the same arrogance. The same attachment is like seeing a sword demon in a previous life.

"What a heavenly sword!"

Li Jiancheng sighed. At this time, Song Que was just a beautiful man in the eyes of outsiders, but in his eyes. But it is a sharp heavenly knife, like a heavenly punishment knife condensed by the way of heaven, killing a qiē, there is no one in the world who cannot be killed.

In this world, there are many strong people, each with its own characteristics, the evil king Shi Zhixuan is good at group fighting, and his body is unparalleled; Ning Daoqi has a fast recovery speed and strong endurance; and Wuzun Bi Xuan. The cavalry battle is unparalleled, and the killing is amazing; The latter strikes preemptively, and Song Que is the strongest attack and the most terrifying lethality.

But Song Que exclaimed: "What a sword!"

At this moment, in Song Que's eyes, Li Jiancheng was like a sword, destroying miè and cutting. If you say, Yijian master Fu Cailin. The swordsmanship is subtle and good at defense. The son of the Li family in front of him, swordsmanship is mainly killing, preemptive, and the destruction is amazing.

"The name of the Heavenly Sword is worthy of its name!" Li Jiancheng said, "Today, I will use swordsmanship to fight the Heavenly Sword!"

As he spoke, his hand shook and he pulled out the purple electric sword.

Song Que's eyes flashed with battle intent, and he pulled out the long knife behind his back.

"Sharp!" Li Jiancheng moved his hand, and the long sword stabbed out directly, without superfluous changes, without wonderful calculations, and only the simplest and most direct sword moves. This sword stabbed out, only sharp, only cutting, only shattering, as if the void was about to be cut, as if the avenue was going to be destroyed.

It's too fast, it's too sharp!

It was the first time Song Que had seen such a fast sword, such a sharp sword.

Too fast, with no warning of a sharp mind, too sharp for anything to resist.

This sword stabbed out, and the Great Grandmaster and below were killed immediately, even if the Great Grandmaster was not careful, it would be a death.

As for the swordsmanship, it is already a miraculous skill, beyond the mundane.

"Broken!"

Song Que took out the knife, there was no fast speed, only a sense of heaviness, and he slashed and slashed, reaching it in an instant, and slashed at Li Jiancheng's neck.

Some of the same taste of death.

Heavenly knife Song is lacking, there is no defensive move, only attack, only destroy a qiē, rolling a qiē knife intent.

"Whew!"

Li Jiancheng's sword move changed, and a sword pointed at Song Que's wrist, and the sword move changed so roundly, without a trace of dissonance, as if Song Que automatically sent his wrist to the tip of the sword.

Song Que stepped forward again, avoiding the tip of the sword, and the second move slashed at Li Jiancheng's head.

The people watching the battle only saw that whether it was Song Que or Li Jiancheng, the sword came and went, straightforward and dry. It's not as varied as when I was in the previous battle, with a variety of moves, unpredictable, and some of them are just boring, even low-level swordsmen, beginner swordsmen.

Only some top masters watched nervously, and they didn't dare to take a breath of air.

It's too sinister!

Kill every step of the way, and kill with a move!

One carelessness is a defeat for both sides, and they will end up together.

If you say that before, Li Jiancheng and Ning Daoqi fought hard, it was extremely exciting, but there was less risk, and in the end, it was mostly because one side won and one side lost. The losing side is only injured, not even a minor injury. At this moment, the competition between Li Jiancheng and Song Que is full of murderous opportunities, one is careless, and both lose.

It's not that the two of them have a common hatred, it's just because Song Que's swordsmanship pays attention to killing, and Li Jiancheng's swordsmanship also pays attention to killing. Only by killing can the sword technique, or the strongest power of the sword technique, be stimulated. If you show mercy to your subordinates everywhere, you won't be able to exert the most power.

The sword in the hand of the Heavenly Sword is no longer a knife that follows people, but people who follow the sword; the sword in Li Jiancheng's hand is no longer a simple thing to kill, but a part of the body, following the feeling and running the swordsmanship.

"Impermanence!"

Li Jiancheng's eyes emitted bright light, and with a loud shout, a powerful spiritual power came with an impact, a powerful qi was triggered, and the purple electric sword in his hand changed again, like a dragon rolling, like a poisonous snake biting, the sword shadow flashed, and in an instant. The attack was on Song Que's thirty-six points.

Song Que raised his left hand and changed it to holding the knife with both hands, and his whole body leaned forward slightly. With a loud shout, the Heavenly Sword was like a thunderbolt falling from the sky, with a peerless sharp edge that cut off a qiē, and came with a hard slash.

One has a strange sword technique, like a poisonous snake, and the other has a fierce knife technique, cutting the whole world.

"Bell, bell, bell!"

Violently colliding, Li Jiancheng ran the Son of Heaven Qi Technique. I saw flaws appear one by one, and they disappeared quickly. It was like a flash of light, like a flash of lightning, and the flaws appeared too quickly, disappeared too quickly. If the average person can't catch a trace at all.

Even if the traces are captured. is also because the speed is too fast, it is difficult to shoot in time and grasp the fighter.

This is the Heavenly Sword Song Que, a perfect person, the sword technique has reached his hands, and he has been freed from the shackles of the law, almost the Tao.

"Thorn la la!"

A shrill chirping sound when the collision between the two ended. At this moment, the purple electric sword in Li Jiancheng's hand was pitted on the blade. All of them are marks cut by the heavenly sword.

And the Heavenly Sword Song Que was messy, and some wounds appeared on his body. All of them were left behind by sword assassination.

"Heavenly Sword, Fifth Style!"

"No Blade!"

The two of them moved and collided again.

Only this time, Li Jiancheng's sword moves became slower and thicker, like the sea surging. It's like Mount Tai pressing the top.

Song Que immediately felt a burst of pressure, as if he had fallen into the Heavenly Demon Force Field. It's just that this stance is more terrifying and heavier than the Heavenly Demon stance. If he encountered the Heavenly Demon Force Field, Song Que could rely on the sharpness of the Heavenly Sword to break through the shackles, but at this moment, when he fell into this force field, it was as if he was trapped in the sea, no matter how he struggled, he couldn't get rid of it.

This is the force field condensed by the sword intent, attracting the strength of heaven and earth to suppress the enemy.

Compared to this vast sword intent, the sword in his hand was overshadowed.

Although he was in a disadvantageous situation, the Heavenly Sword Song Que did not have a trace of timidity, but instead aroused a monstrous battle intent, and the knife in his hand was faintly changing, constantly sublimating and transforming, as if a silkworm had transformed into a butterfly.

"Heavenly Sword Six Styles!"

This type of attack faintly resisted the strong pressure.

"Heavenly Sword Seventh Form!"

This sword seemed to have broken through the vast sword intent.

"Bell"

With a crisp sound, the purple electric sword in Li Jiancheng's hand had been cut off by the Heavenly Sword.

"Oh no, his sword is broken!" Wanwan panicked.

"Master duel, the difference between one move is the difference between life and death!" commented the evil king Shi Zhixuan, who was watching the battle.

"How can this be, didn't my mother say that the purple electric sword is an ancient famous sword? How could it be that it couldn't bear the fight, and it was cut off at this time!"

"Here's your chance!"

From the beginning of the confrontation, Song Que had a feeling that he was caught in the rhythm of the enemy's battle and was led by the nose. The son of the Li family in front of him has been constantly tempting, constantly using him to hone his moves, but not using all his strength, which makes him extremely angry.

And at this moment, an accident appeared, and the purple electric sword broke.

The opportunity to win appeared instantly, and Song Que immediately cast the eighth form of the Heavenly Sword, in order to break the enemy's battle rhythm, only by breaking the battle rhythm can he have a chance of winning.

"Very good, worthy of a generation of heavenly swords!"

Li Jiancheng exclaimed.

When it comes to talent, Song Que's qualifications surpass Ning Daoqi, he seems to have been born for knives, seems to have been born for transcendence, and seems to have been born for cross-level battles. At this time, Song Que's combat power has increased by more than three layers compared to the beginning, he is using Song Que as a whetstone, and Song Que is not using him as a whetstone!

"There is no sword in my hand, and there is no sword in my heart, just because I am a sword!" Li Jiancheng said, "The hand is a sword, the fist is a sword, the palm is a sword, the elbow is a sword, the legs are a sword, the eyes are a sword, and the body is also a sword!"

"Crush me!"

Li Jiancheng snapped, instantly threw away the purple electric sword in his hand, and entered a wonderful state. This state is called the sword body, with people as swords, there is a sword everywhere on the body, and the whole body can be killed.

This is another application of swordsmanship.

"Buzz!"

The heavenly sword slashed and slashed.

Li Jiancheng's arm moved, turned his palm into a sword, slashed and slashed, and immediately collided with the heavenly sword.

Immediately, a shocking scene appeared, the heavenly knife slashed on Li Jiancheng's hand, not cutting off his hand, but a crisp sound came, and the heavenly knife was cut off. As soon as the arm turned, it was cut off again, and the heavenly knife was cut off again. Turning again and again, the fleshy palm was like the sharpest sword in the world, cutting the heavenly sword into one cut after another. (To be continued)