The two figures crisscrossed the top of the mountain, sparks splashing between the blades, seemingly ferocious, but the ingenuity of each other's attacks was unprecedented, and every contact was careful and careful.

Because under this kind of force, the ground under your feet may collapse at any time, and no matter what kind of divine weapon you are, you will definitely not be able to withstand it.

The earth shook and the sky shook, cracks spread across the dark surface of the mountain, the monstrous dragon split in half, the wolf of the howling moon shattered to pieces, and everything on the mountain was shrouded in the raging wind.

At this time, it was the people who watched the battle that were most frightened, because there were no other living creatures on the mountain.

So, Zhang Zhang, a fair person, began to play the role of saving people down the mountain again, and everyone went up the mountain according to their abilities, but no one expected that they would be so embarrassed and embarrassed when they went down the mountain. It's just that his mood is also quite complicated, his swordsmanship ranks second in Wudang Mountain, but he can't beat his senior brother Zhang Yuanzhi.

He always thought that even if Zhang Yuanzhi's swordsmanship beat him, it was only that one and a half moves. But now that he saw the fight between these two people, he realized that the senior brother had been letting him before.

"Dao Chief, save me first, save me first!"

His thoughts were interrupted by a frightened voice, he had never liked people who were greedy for life and afraid of death, but he was also not a person who could not be saved when he saw death.

But the person in front of him had been destroyed by the blazing sword wind from a distance of a hundred feet, and there was a faint smell of blood wafting in the air, but he couldn't even find the shadow of the person who had just now.

Zhang Zhang's heart was inexplicably cold.

Li Wenshuo felt that the blood in his body was boiling, and such a battle made him can't help but rush forward and fight wantonly by instinct.

But Li Wenshuo is Li Wenshuo after all, even at this time, he still held back, because he knew that no matter when, only a cool head is the key to victory.

What's more, what he is seeking in this battle is to defeat the strong with the weak, how can he not cool his head?

But the other party is also very calm, and it is simply calm and terrifying.

Every knife is a skillful hand, but it seems to be calculated, eroding Li Wenshuo's strength in the slightest.

Sometimes a knife is clearly slashed from the front, but when the blade is approaching, it has already turned to his waist, if it is not for his extremely fast sword, as long as he is a point slower, he will be injured under this knife.

At this moment, the vitality between heaven and earth has been chaotic, and the originally tame little south wind has been changed by Li Wenshuo's sword strength before. Dark clouds gathered overhead, but there was not half a drop of rain, only silver and terrifying thunder continued to gather in the clouds, as if waiting for an opportunity to pour out and destroy everything.

This chaos can be seen within a radius of hundreds of miles.

Yin Huai's people were also hundreds of miles away, and in his hand was a tray with strange patterns engraved on it. His face was pale, but he couldn't hide the ecstasy and excitement on his face.

He didn't come here alone, this time, almost all the powerful people in the school palace stood behind him, looking expectantly at the top of the mountain in the distance.

"It's time for rain. ”

At this time, Lin Feng was still holding a game of chess by his side, and said with a smile: "Although Li Wenshuo's swordsmanship is all over the sky and he is slightly better, but he is inferior in the realm, in my opinion, he will be defeated in less than three hundred moves, and when the time comes, hehe." ”

Yin Huai shook his head and said, "Although Li Wenshuo is weak, the battle situation is changing rapidly, there are countless possibilities at every moment, and three hundred moves are too ideal. However, this rain can fall in two hundred moves. ”

When the people behind him heard this, their faces were also happy, and after a long wait, they gave up their bodies, and even their beliefs, for this day?

The day is finally coming!

Li Wenshuo gritted his teeth, concentrated, and the blade of the sword poked out, every move was impartial and accurate. But he also knew that he was on the verge of failure.

Although his swordsmanship can still be controlled, it needs to be controlled, which means that he no longer does what he wants. This is fatal for the top swordsmen.

But what can he do?

In an instant, another fifty moves passed, and Li Wenshuo began to change his moves, widening the distance, and flying swords to hurt the enemy. The speed advantage of the flying sword was maximized by him, and his majestic consciousness like the sea was also being consumed at a rapid pace at the moment.

He knew that only by attacking the hardest, trying to force the opponent to show his flaws, would he have a chance.

But aren't attackers also the most vulnerable to vulnerabilities?

The butcher also thought so, he only needed to find an opportunity, and defeating Li Wenshuo was just a natural thing. The opponent is very good, but this fight is still completely under his control, and he doesn't even feel any pressure.

Heavenly Rush Realm.

The power of this realm is not at all comparable to the previous realm. He has a world of his own in his body, and his inner breath is endless, endless, no matter how long he fights, he will not be tired and exhausted.

He looked at Li Wenshuo in front of him, laughed, slashed out sideways, and the sharp blade cut off Li Wenshuo's hair, and came to his neck.

This is a fatal stab.

However, Li Wenshuo's eyes were unusually bright at this moment, his fingers clenched the hilt of the sword, and the muscles of his whole body moved in unison.

Rip!

The long-awaited flaw!

Regardless of whether this flaw was a trap or not, he had to make a move, because he had calculated that the opponent's knife after ninety-seven moves was something he would never be able to dodge.

So, he took out his sword, because he had to die and live!

This sword showed his posture for the first time in heaven and earth, unprecedented, and completely belonged to his own swordsmanship.

It's still a stabbing blow, but it makes the heavens and the earth lose color.

Everyone who saw this sword seemed to have lost their souls, especially the swordsman who made the sword, even the whole person was trembling, and tears came out of his eyes!

No one can describe the splendor and splendor of this sword, and no one can describe the speed of this sword! It was no longer a sword, but the wrath of Thor, a blow of lightning!

But the butcher was unmoved.

This sword is very strong, even he has to admit it, but so what? This is a trap that he has carefully prepared, and the prey walks into it as expected, no matter how fierce the struggle is, what is the use?

Compared with the speed of Li Wenshuo's sword, the butcher's knife is strangely slow.

The young Tu Linhao slowly waved the short knife in his hand, the snowy sword light was like a black shadow around his whole body, like a black sun wheel, the green qi formed a perfect ring under the faster and faster swing, and the blade slid through the air and roared.

His form became blurred, and the air around him turned turbulent. Li Wenshuo stared closely at the butcher's wrist, watching every flip of the wrist, because the speed of the knife was too fast, even with his eyes, he couldn't clearly capture the trajectory of the knife, and the secret of that knife was indeed in the movement of the wrist.

But the more he looked at it, the more frightened he became, his brows tightened, and his heart sank, not because of how strong this knife was, but because he couldn't understand this knife.

Just ask, if you can't even understand the other party's move, how can you crack this move?

There is only one knife, which is simple, and it comes head-on, but it seems to be pervasive, and people can't dodge it from all directions. With such a knife technique, the butcher used only one hand.

It must also be done with one hand, because the two hands will form a dead end, and this knife can only be done with the movement of the wrist, which is far more flexible than the joints of the shoulders and elbows.

But if you simply use your wrist, with the strength of your wrist, you can't bear this terrible pressure at all, even if it's King Kong's physique, you can't cut it out, the power on the knife has not yet poured, the muscles and bones will be misaligned, and the wrist will be sprained and unable to exert force.

It's an unbelievable martial art.

But the butcher did it after all, and with his strange muscles and bones, he slashed out this powerful knife, which ended this battle that attracted the attention of the world.

Heaven and earth were silent.

Black clouds swept in.

The rain rustled down.