In the third game, Feixian Hou Ling Xuejun played against Kamikaze Hou Tang Zhonghe.

This is also the only sixth-order matchup in the Final Four battle. Although it cannot be said that the battle between them is definitely the fiercest, at least from the foundation, none of them suffered. After all, the advantages between Xuan Gang and Gang Qi are too great. Many fifth-order powerhouses with miraculous skills and extraordinary strength could have defeated the sixth-order and achieved the name of counterattack, but in the end, they were unfortunately defeated because of Xuangang's mystery.

Among them, Meng Bai saw one with his own eyes, that is, Ding Yuzhen, the majestic goddess.

Meng Bai, he had fought and killed sixth-order fierce beasts, but after all, fierce beasts and humans were different, and their qi was very rough without systematic martial arts cultivation. In this way, Meng Bai's real experience in the competition with the sixth-order martial artist was the previous battle with the Seven Evil Marquis Shi Tianfeng.

Seven Demon Marquis Shi Tianfeng can only be regarded as the last rank in the entire freshman sixth order, if Meng Bai wants to have a higher pursuit and step into a higher position, he must have a deeper understanding of the sixth order martial artist. Otherwise, I'm afraid that my own brute strength and sword skills alone will not be enough.

However, in the current situation, it was impossible for him to find a sixth-order feudal martial artist to be his sparring partner. Not to mention, he doesn't have this face, even if he does, he doesn't have time. Therefore, he had to gain these experiences from watching other sixth-order martial artists fight.

Because of this, in the previous two battles, Meng Bai watched it very seriously, more seriously than many die-hard fans in the audience. Naturally, he focused on observing Yuanlong Hou Hua Tianyu and Yin Huo Hou Zhong Wantang, watching the specific subtleties of their sixth-order battles.

It's just that the battle between a sixth-order martial artist and a fifth-order martial artist is still different from the competition between a pure sixth-order master, and although he has won something, it is not much. However, in this third game, Ling Xuejun played against Tang Zhonghe, Meng Bai knew that he should be able to get some clues, and this was also his last chance.

At this moment, Meng Bai did not hesitate to spare his strength at all, not only the true pupils of the sun and the moon were fully opened, but even the eyes of the Broken Luck God were also opened to observe.

The two of them came to the stage, Ling Xuejun showed his true colors as a swordsman, and his body and sword were one, which was a sword light, although it was simple, it had its own unique charm, coupled with his beauty, many people were fascinated by him. Tang Zhonghe was like a god in the wind, gathering in the wind and carrying him to the ring.

Tang Zhonghe's situation is different from others, his face is lazy, full of the atmosphere of a son of a family, he is here, he is the only one who does not show strong aggressive ambitions, as if he is bored and playing here.

Of course, it remains to be seen whether his appearance is a protective color of his, or whether his real character is like this. After all, before this, no one had forced it to the extreme, but Ling Xuejun definitely had the ability.

The two saluted, Tang Zhonghe was very polite, but it was Ling Xuejun, with a cold and arrogant expression, clear eyes, without pretense, only nodded indifferently in response.

In this case, those who know Ling Xuejun know that she is this character, and she is the same for anyone, and she dedicates all her heart to the way of the sword. But people who don't understand will think that they are deliberately putting on a face and looking down on themselves, which causes a lot of misunderstandings.

However, this misunderstanding is not entirely a bad thing, and in the ring, it can often receive good results. After all, the opponent is angry and impetuous, and it is inevitable that there will be some omissions in the shot, and the connection is not smooth and natural enough. Ling Xuejun, a pure Sword Immortal Stream player, is the best at seizing these flaws, breaking through in the midst of many crises, and taking the opponent's life.

However, this time, Ling Xuejun really met his opponent. Because Tang Zhonghe was not the slightest bit annoyed, he looked very indifferent, as if he was not even lazy to be angry, so he simply stopped being angry.

Ling Xuejun is an active player, and has always created flaws independently, rather than passively waiting and playing something to make a preemptive move. As soon as the salute passed, Ling Xuejun unsheathed his long sword, and a little finger-thick, clear and delicate sword light broke through the air, pointing directly at Tang Zhonghe's throat.

Tang Zhonghe was born in the Five Emperors Alliance that Meng Bai had considered, but he was not a vein of the Black Emperor, but a vein of the Blue Emperor, which was essentially wood, and evolved into two phases of wind and thunder. What he cultivates is the "Tongtian Fuyao Jue" in the Wind Phase, which is a seventh-order king martial arts, which belongs to the part of the ninth-order "Fengbo True Scripture", and after being promoted to the king in the future, he can easily transfer to cultivation.

The trick of swaying through the heavens is very particular about borrowing strength, borrowing the power of the strong wind between heaven and earth, just as the so-called Dapeng rises with the wind one day and soars up to 90,000 miles! The exertion of combat power is not purely in terms of cultivation and leveling, but also in the amount of strength that can be borrowed. You can't say how profound the exercises are, but ordinary people really can't learn the profoundness. Because his core essence is six words - "if intentionally or unintentionally"!

Imagine that he is like a sieve, a funnel, the wind of heaven and earth will naturally pour into him, and between this entry and exit, it is the time for him to exert his might. However, the harder you push and the harder you work, the less wind you will attract, and the effect will not be good when you use it.

How to say it, Tang Zhonghe's lazy character, on the contrary, shines on this "Tongtian Fuyao Jue", the more he doesn't practice with a tablecloth, the more he is favored by the heaven and earth gods, and his cultivation is very fast, he is not a sixth-order feudal marquis as soon as he enters the school, and like Ling Xuejun, he has made a self-breakthrough in this semester.

At this moment, Tang Zhonghe was still that lazy, as if he had no strength at all, and when the sword blade was approaching, his body flew directly towards the rear, just a little bit shorter, the sword momentum was exhausted, and he fell into the air.

Ordinary swordsmen, at this time, must be the sword to change their moves, and this time is often the best time for the opponent to counterattack. Ling Xuejun, born with a sword bone and a peerless swordsman, is naturally not comparable to ordinary people. When the sword momentum was exhausted, she shook the sword with the sword qi, led her body with the sword, and in the impossible, she regenerated and changed, without half a point of recovery, the void was deflected, and another clear sword light rushed out, continuing to chase Tang Zhonghe. This sword, his target was to Tang Zhonghe and his heart.

Tang Zhonghe's figure was flying in the wind, moving freely, as if he was a part of the wind himself, and easily dodged again.

"Brush, brush, brush—"

Ling Xuejun made a move, the sword light was like a Changhong laser, the road broke through the air, and in the blink of an eye, it was more than a dozen moves. But Tang Zhonghe didn't return the hand, nor did he block a sword, he just let his body wander and shuttle in the wind, dodging at the most dangerous moment.

In this case, you can say that he is a master of art and courage, or it is okay to say that he is in danger, the key is to know whether his situation is his limit or an ordinary state. If it is the limit, it is struggling on the line of life and death, and if it is an ordinary state, then it is properly maneuvering.

This sentence, if you ask Tang Zhonghe himself, he will definitely be speechless, because he can't explain it to others. The key to the heavenly sway is timely intentional or unintentional, so he himself can't determine what his state is, to say the limit, it's definitely not, but to say ordinary, it will never be, the intermediate state may be able to generalize, but it is not accurate.

His combat power is completely based on the specific play of each time, the degree of attraction of wind power, every time he shoots, the combat power will be different, this moment and the next moment, it will also be different, you can't quantify yourself like other dancers, come to a seventy or eighty percent.

This kind of uncertainty is actually a very dangerous thing, and many people give up practicing this martial art because of this. But at the same time, it is also a very exciting thing, which fascinates many people who have this preference. Tang Zhonghe is like this, this uncertainty makes him feel that every battle he fights is an adventure, very exciting and fun, which is in great contrast to his superficial laziness.

Tang Zhonghe could be defeated in the hands of an ordinary fifth-order, but at the same time, it was also possible to defeat a sixth-order top powerhouse. I can't say for sure. But as far as the current scene is concerned, Tang Zhonghe thinks that he has played well, at least, he is safe.

You must know that even if it is a sixth-order master, not everyone has the ability to make a single move, even dodging the more than a dozen quick swords of the Flying Immortal Marquis Ling Xuejun.

The two major keys of the Sword Immortal Flow, one is fast, but the advantage, and even the power itself, which is not important to them. With enough speed and enough edge, they dare to cut anyone under the sword.

After more than a dozen moves, the people watching the battle in the audience naturally applauded Ling Xuejun, and there were a lot of sarcastic voices for Tang Zhonghe. However, he turned a deaf ear and continued to be the same, completely letting his thoughts drift in the wind, enjoying the battle.

After a few more moves, Tang Zhonghe was naturally clever, and his heart moved, and in the sleeves of his robe, a folding fan slipped out and began to counterattack.

Tang Zhonghe's folding fan, naturally, is not ordinary, but a sixth-order divine soldier, named Fengbo Fan, the fan bone is made of Fufeng Shenmu, which is stronger than gold and iron, and has the characteristics of resisting the wind. The fan surface is the fusion and weaving of the ice silkworm and the fire silkworm silk that are special products in the wind cave of Kunlun Mountain, one side is ice, and the other side is fire. The ice surface can blow the cold wind of the middle of winter, the cold is incomparable, the frost helps the snow, the fire surface can blow the wind of the summer heat, if it helps the fire, it is like a tiger with wings, fan on the ground, the ground can crack, scrape off several layers, very powerful.

As soon as Tang Zhonghe made a move, the folding fan was opened, ice and fire blended, the cold wind and hot wind moved together, extremely violent, almost into a substantial cold current and heat wave, and the void fainted red and white light, splitting his head and covering his face, impacting Ling Xuejun.

He uses the floating cloud fan method, and he is also very particular about the state of mind, the law is impermanent, there is no fixed move, he does what he wants, and he has his own everything. The folding fan kept twisting and flipping with the wrist, and at the same time as the two phases of ice and fire were violently attacking, it was also wrapping Ling Xuejun's sword light in a kind of softness, which was not completely solid, nor was it not close to each other at all, and it was also if there was nothing, hanging in the middle of that half, which made people uncomfortable.

However, Tang Zhong and himself were very comfortable and enjoying it very much, this softness, with the joy of his imperial envoy, the same heart, the borrowed wind power poured like mountains and seas, getting bigger and stronger, actually forming a kind of distorted grabbing power, wanting to directly encroach on Ling Xuejun's long sword.

The children of the Sword Immortal Stream, the sword is life, the sword is everything, it must not be lost, once it is lost, it is definitely a big loss of combat power, and even, there are some extremes, as soon as the sword is not there, it will not fight at all, and if you have a body of strength, you just won't be able to play. Ling Xuejun was not like this, but there was a big difference between having a sword and not having a sword. Therefore, after feeling the more and more majestic power, Ling Xuejun changed his strategy for the first time, did not continue to fight hard, and began to withdraw his sword and change his moves, get rid of the entanglement, and continue his own attack rhythm.

However, Ling Xuejun's withdrawal move was also extremely sharp, and the sword light kept bursting from the upper and lower squares, cutting through the wind and waves in all directions, not giving Tang Zhonghe a chance to fight snakes with sticks.

And Tang Zhonghe felt that he was in just the right state, but he did not break it rashly, and took the initiative to pursue, but let his mind play, and transformed the original small sword into a big opening and closing, and the wind was raging.

"Whoa—"

The storm of ice or fire roared in the sky, as if the princess of the iron fan danced the banana fan, the world was furious, if it weren't for the ring, it was very clean, it was definitely flying sand and stones, and it was difficult to open the eyes. However, without those magazines, the power of ice and fire is not comfortable, and people sometimes feel like they are entering the desert, and sometimes they feel as if they have fallen into the ice field, which is very uncomfortable.

Ling Xuejun just has a cold heart, is dedicated to the sword, and does not stay in the outside world, which does not mean that he does not have these feelings. In the face of Tang Zhonghe's outburst, she was very uncomfortable, between the hot and cold blows, her clothes were wet and dry, dry and wet, and it didn't take long for her to become dirty in a fairy white shirt, not to mention that she was uncomfortable to wear, but he was very psychologically responsive. This has had a big impact on the play of her strength. After all, she is also a girl.

However, Ling Xuejun was a strong person, she would not directly admit defeat because of this, and give the victory to Tang Zhonghe. In her heart, there is only one way to solve this problem, that is, to defeat Tang Zhonghe as quickly as possible and end the battle with him.

As for whether he could win, Ling Xuejun never doubted this. Because, the ultimate of her true swordsmanship has not yet been used.

Previously, as the fifth great genius this year, she was specially recruited by Kunlun Academy because she was born with a sword bone, and she could master the practice and use of sword moves very easily, and she could also make a new interpretation and evolve stronger moves completely out of instinct. Some, even contrary to common sense, are difficult for ordinary people to use, but the innate sword bone has this effect.

And Ling Xuejun's innate sword bone was not her right hand, but her left hand, that is to say, her strongest means as a swordsman were above her left hand.

Before, the opponent she faced, even if it was also a sixth order, no one could force her to use the left-handed sword, in fact, even now, Tang Zhonghe's current attack intensity was not enough for him to use the left-handed sword. However, the special effect of its wind of ice and fire made her have to use it.