Everyone's eyes were focused on Gao Changzhi and He Dongliu, they represented the highest level of Du Feiyun and He Feilong's disciples, and this competition was an important battle that everyone was looking forward to. As for Li Changsheng, they felt that his sword was fast, but it might not work in the face of the Liuyun Sect's high-level martial arts.

Gao Changzhi and He Dongliu walked forward step by step, and with each step, they stopped and breathed to regulate the power in their bodies. Each footprint under their feet was half an inch deep, and the power of leaving footprints on the rocks made the other disciples feel terrifying.

"Look! What a deep footprint! It's stepping on a stone, if you step on a person, it's ......."

"Senior Brother Gao, have they reached that point?"

"When I saw Senior Brother Li's fast sword just now, I thought it was amazing, but I didn't expect Senior Brother Gao's skills to be even better. ”

"Yes, in terms of skill, Senior Brother Gao and He Dongliu seem to have reached the level of first-class masters, and it seems that the belonging of the head disciple has arisen among them. ”

……

Liang Changye's eyes flickered, Hu Changwei was also nervous, they deeply regretted their premature choice, they were all smart people, they had already guessed that Gao Changzhi's skills were so profound, it must be Du Feiyun who opened a small stove for him. Liang Changye was dissatisfied with Du Feiyun's approach, he was also a disciple in the room, he was too partial, what was there about him that was not as good as Gao Changzhi?

The momentum on Gao Changzhi and He Dongliu's bodies became stronger and stronger, and the fallen leaves around them were also shattered by their overflowing true qi, and the disciples felt an invisible pressure like they pounced.

"This is the most representative symbol of true qi out of the body, a first-class master. ”

"Senior Brother Gao is already a first-class master, so envious, I'm not even a third-rate, why is the gap between people so big?"

"Let's follow Senior Brother Gao in the future, maybe Senior Brother Gao will teach us a few tricks. ”

"That's right, if Master doesn't pass on martial arts to us, if we don't work hard to keep up with Senior Brother Gao, then it's really over. ”

……

Gao Changzhi's competition had not yet begun, and all the disciples had already begun to stand in line, except for a few female disciples, most of the male disciples had chosen to join Gao Changzhi. He Feilong's disciples are no exception, although they know that He Dongliu is powerful, but there are few people who have seen his true ability, and they usually plan to compete with him. At this time, He Dongliu didn't use force, but he just showed a momentum, and he was convinced by his junior disciples.

The appearance of the two is completely different from the others, compared to the cold and solemn killing of the two, the appearance of Li Changsheng and others looks a bit child's play.

"Isn't it just that you have cultivated your true qi? Second Senior Brother will do it too! Coupled with the second senior brother's fast swordsmanship, Gao Changzhi is still not the opponent of the second senior brother. "Han Wuxian is the only one who knows some of Li Changsheng's 'details'.

Ling Feiyan glanced at her and didn't doubt her words, but to be able to practice True Qi, one must have a profound internal strength technique. She was a little worried about Li Changsheng, you must know that when cultivating internal strength, danger is everywhere, and without the guidance of advanced internal strength, it is often a matter of practice to go mad.

Li Changsheng's face was calm, and Ling Feiyan felt that he couldn't see through this disciple a little.

Gao Changzhi and He Dongliu were unheard of the compliments and discussions of their juniors and disciples, and they had already paid all their attention to their opponents.

"Zheng!"

"Zheng!"

The two of them stopped at the same time, seven paces apart, and drew their long swords at the same time.

However, they only confronted each other, but did not make a move, because their momentum was not equal, and they could not find each other's weaknesses. As a result, they can only continue to increase their momentum and want to overwhelm each other.

Evenly matched, Senior Brother Du Feiyun and their disciples saw the situation of the two.

The entire Liuyun Mountain Peak seemed to have stood still in time, and everyone except Li Changsheng was paying attention to this confrontation wholeheartedly, and even Han Wuxian, who had always worshiped Li Changsheng to the extreme, was also driven into this atmosphere.

"Woo......"

"Whoa......

He Dongliu's sword was thick and wide, and the sound made by Gao Changzhi's sword was completely different.

The two of them played their swords almost at the same time, because the momentum competition between the two could never tell the winner, and there was no point in confronting each other any longer, it would only consume strength.

"Dangdangdang......"

is also a Liuyun swordsmanship, Gao Changzhi and He Dongliu's sword posture is also somewhat similar, and they both take a swift path. It's just that Gao Changzhi pays more attention to speed, while He Dongliu is more powerful.

The two swords intersected, the sword qi was agitated, and the fallen leaves around him were all shattered.

The figures of the two were staggered, their positions were reversed, and their backs were facing each other, but they were both safe and sound, and no one had anything to do with anyone.

Turning slowly, both of them raised the height of their opponents in their hearts.

Seeing Gao Changzhi and He Dongliu's luck skills gaining momentum, Du Feiyun said loudly: "Take a few steps back, their sword qi will hurt you." ”

The disciples hurriedly retreated, and at the same time showed a look of worship on their faces, and the sword qi hurt people, this was the realm they had dreamed of!

The two pounced on each other again and fought.

"Poof!"

"Phew!"

This time there was a wound, and the two of them hung their own colors, but the two did not stop, and still waved the sword in their hands with all their might. This is no longer an ordinary competition, but a fight of life and death.

After nearly a hundred rounds, the two separated again, and their swordsmanship routines were almost used, and they would show the ability to press the bottom of the box in the next exchange.

Gao Changzhi's face was solemn, but he was still full of confidence, only he knew what kind of mastery his master had passed on to him, even his master Ling Feiyan didn't know this secret.

He Dongliu looked solemn, he knew that he was a head lower than Gao Changzhi in the subtleties of martial arts, because the martial arts secrets mastered by the head of the family were incomparable to them. However, he has already made up his mind to die, and while repaying his master's kindness, it is also so that he can win the position of the head disciple.

Gao Changzhi and He Dongliu glared at each other, as if they wanted to eat each other.

Du Feiyun and He Feilong were also a little nervous, after all, it was their favorite disciple who was fighting, maybe in the next second, they would fall in front of them, and they could only watch.

Ling Feiyan also saw emotional ups and downs, no matter what he thought of Gao Changzhi, after all, this was his husband's beloved disciple, and she also hoped that Gao Changzhi could win so that Du Feiyun could earn back face.

Chu Feihong looked at it, the martial arts of these two people were too high, Chu Xiuyun couldn't compare with them at all, and they had ten moves, Chu Xiuyun would have to be injured if he didn't die.

Ling Wuflawless was elated, she had no heart all the time, she was just watching the excitement, and she didn't care who won or lost. And the grievances in Du Wushuang's heart are gone, she knows that she is inferior to them, of course, her martial arts may not be much lower than them, but she has never had that kind of desperate posture.