"Dare to eat my sword!"

A violent shout came from the crowd, and Sen Han's murderous intent came to him.

A clear ray of light, straight line, like a flying immortal outside the sky.

Soaring down at incredible speed, it's incredibly sharp.

"Flying Immortal Sword Le Lingfei, looking for death!"

Zhong Shenxiu snorted and calmly swung his sword to meet the attack.

A sword slashed through the arc of light, and the sword light was as beautiful as the immortal who had fallen into the world and returned to the fairy court.

"Bang Bang!"

A series of blade clashes rang out, and they shook out, sparks splashing in all directions.

Between the flickering shadows of the sword, two fluttering figures staggered.

Still, holding the sword and pointing diagonally to the ground, standing opposite each other.

Above the blue water dragon chant, the blade of the green and cloudy sword was stained with blood.

The blue blades and blue blood complement each other, and there is a poignant beauty.

"Let's go!"

"Choke!"

Standing opposite Zhong Shenxiu, the Flying Immortal Sword Le Lingfei held the sword's right hand shoulder, and a row of dense blood arrows suddenly burst out.

Then there was a snap, and the right hand slipped off the shoulder, and the wound was as smooth as a mirror.

The choking sound of the sword falling to the ground was immediately crushed by a heart-wrenching wail.

The Flying Immortal Sword Le Lingfei, who was wailing with his arms folded, exuded an incomparably resentful light in his eyes on his handsome face that was distorted and deformed by pain.

............

"Senior Brother Zhong is so ruthless, doesn't he really care about the friendship of the same family?"

Seeing that the two generals in a row were lost under Zhong Shenxiu's sword.

Both of them were crippled, and the people in Liyun Palace who had gathered together could no longer sit still.

A young man with a lofty posture stepped out of the crowd and rebuked angrily with grief and indignation on his face.

"Who else?"

Zhong Shenxiu raised the corner of his eyes, and the blade of the sword vibrated with a crisp dragon groan, and said without being salty.

"You...... Hmph! In the lower wind sword Ling Qiansu, the inner door ranks two hundred and one.

Today, a life-and-death battle is set up here, which not only divides victory and defeat, but also determines life and death.

Senior Brother Zhong, do you dare to fight?"

Zhong Shenxiu's reaction deeply pierced Ling Qiansu's proud heart.

Under the agitation of his heart, he actually issued an endless covenant to fight, and set up a life-and-death battle on the spot.

............

"It's a battle of life and death, isn't it a battle for rankings? ”

"Cut, naïve! That Ling Qiansu and Zhong Shenxiu have no grudges or hatreds, they don't know each other, why do you think they are so troublesome?"

"Yes, the water in here is very deep!"

"Behind Zhong Shenxiu is Senior Brother Bai who is about to step into the Dan Mirror, Ling Qiansu and the others have their backs to Liyun Palace, tsk, think about it carefully, it's terrifying!"

"It seems that today must not be good, do you think Senior Brother Zhong will fight?"

"Nonsense, with his temperament, how can he not fight?"

"That's it, in my opinion, the group of people from the Cloud Palace are stealing chickens and rice today. ”

"It's hard to say, Ling Qiansu's cultivation is unfathomable, not to mention, it is rumored that the "Qingfeng Sword Technique" has been cultivated to the Great Perfection realm.

Although Zhong Shenxiu is talented, he is still too immature in the face of top strongmen like Ling Qiansu. ”

"I don't think so, without three thirds, how dare you go to Liangshan? Zhong Shenxiu dares to provoke the profound Liyun Palace with the power of one person, is it an ordinary person?"

............

"Buzz".

Ling Qiansu's words fell, and the square suddenly swarmed like a swarm of bees.

All kinds of voices are constantly drifting in the wind.

Even though almost everyone was trying to keep their voices down.

Countless sounds were stacked on top of each other, still making a buzzing roar.

Even the people who insisted on their own words had a dispute, and they almost wanted to draw their swords and rise up, and they did a fight.

There was a lot of disturbance, and chaos arose.

............

Hearing this, Zhong Shenxiu glanced at Ling Qiansu, who was in front of him.

He shook his head lightly and sighed lightly: "Why are you in a hurry to seek death?"

As he spoke, his palm crossed over the identity token at his waist.

A spiritual light burst out, colliding with the spiritual light between Ling Qiansu's palms.

"Boom!"

On the swarthy merit monument, the names of Zhong Shenxiu and Ling Qiansu suddenly flew up, red as blood.

The two names collided, and an astonishing aura burst into the sky.

A crimson aura rose up, shining brilliantly on half of the sky.

A black skull the size of a wheel suddenly appeared in the sky.

............

"What's going on?"

"Life and death! This is an inner disciple who is fighting life and death!"

Almost everywhere on the island was alarmed by the roar of the fireworks.

In Shanmen Square, the news of life and death disappeared.

The commotion gradually spread, and countless figures were restless and agitated.

Rushing in the direction of Sanmen Square, swarming.

............

Not long after, nearly 1,000 onlookers poured into the Shanmen Square to eat melons.

Kanli Sword Sect suppressed the Wanli Sea Frontier, although the inner disciples only got three hundred.

However, these inner disciples are vassals and a much larger group of outer disciples.

But it was as high as tens of thousands, and there was only one out of ten people present at this time.

............

"Suffer death!"

Ling Qiansu didn't talk nonsense, and when he raised his sword, he swung it with a sword.

As soon as he stepped down, he rushed towards Zhong Shenxiu like a flash of electricity.

With a "choking" sound, a sword light as fierce as snow slashed towards Zhong Shenxiu like a rainbow through the sun, killing and cold.

Before the sword was old, the snow light suddenly exploded, turning into dozens of points of essence and stabbing down towards Zhong Shenxiu.

As soon as it is shot, it is a killer move in the top-grade swordsmanship "Qingfeng Swordsmanship": Wind Blade Thrust.

The sword momentum enveloped Zhong Shenxiu's vital body, blocking all the directions of his front and back, left and right, hiding dozens of changes in his back hand, and the killing power was overflowing.

"It's kind of interesting!"

Zhong Shenxiu's eyes condensed slightly, turning into two silver-white whirlpools, and he had already seen through the reality of Ling Qiansu's move.

With a mistake under his feet, his body shook like a willow in the wind, and Ling Qiansu's killing move had already flashed.

With a sword slash, the sharp sword rays were pulled into an arc, and dozens of half-moon wind blades swarmed in, cutting through a strange arc, attacking the vital points around Ling Qiansu's body, and the sword roared violently.

The upgraded and enhanced version of the Wind Blade stabbed out of his hand, and the murderous aura swept the audience.

Ling Qiansu was shocked, he had long known that Zhong Shenxiu's strength was amazing and his swordsmanship was strong.

is especially good at using his own way, and giving back to his body, which is weird and inexplicable.

However, it wasn't until he actually put it right with him that he understood the deep despair of his previous opponent.

The "Qingfeng Sword Technique" that was casually performed was even stronger than that of a veteran who had been immersed in it for more than ten years.

Suddenly, a trace of regret flashed in Ling Qiansu's heart.

However, the matter has come to this point, and Ling Qiansu has no way to retreat.

As soon as he thought of this, Ling Qiansu hurriedly threw away all the distracting thoughts in his heart.

There was a flash under his feet, and an extremely strong force suddenly erupted, and the lightning burst out.

After getting out of the range of Zhong Shenxiu's sword momentum, he twisted his body in the air.

With a flick of the blade, the sharp wind whistle sounded.

Dozens of Dao Senhan's killing machines were staggered in the howling wind, rolling up countless swords and wind blades around his body, blowing towards Zhong Shenxiu.

With a single sword, it exploded like a tornado storm on the ground.

The ultimate killer move of "Breeze Sword Technique": Dance of the Dragon and Snake!