The battle intent in Qin Yue's eyes rose, and the surging sword intent was almost condensed into substance, and the sword was already a sword light and sword shadow before it was unsheathed.

The beggar with the sword on his back who was standing on the side raised his eyebrows, watched Qin Yue's eyes slowly become solemn, changed his previous relaxed posture, and muttered:

"This man...... It's not easy. ”

The sword light gushed out, and Qin Yue swept out with his sword from the bottom up, with a majestic momentum, even in the face of the amazing jump slash of the beggar with the back knife, it was not weak at all.

"Hahaha!

The beggar with the knife on his back laughed wildly, and the long knife in his hand broke through the wind, and the momentum was even stronger.

The sword light collided with the sword, emitting a violent sound of gold and iron, and the cold energy was everywhere, leaving a ravine on the surrounding Huangshi houses.

Click.

Qin Yue's body squatted slightly, and the stones under his feet suddenly shattered under the huge force, and the cracks continued to grow and spread, with Qin Yue as the center, a spider web-like pattern appeared.

The beggar with the knife on his back also flew out upside down under the force of the recoil, and his steps retreated, which completely neutralized the power of resistance.

In the first confrontation, neither of them took advantage, but the fire of war intent in their eyes was burning.

"Good luck, good luck, hahaha. ”

The beggar with the knife on his back put the knife on his shoulder, and was overjoyed.

Qin Yue stood proudly in the center of the shattered ground, his sword in the sheath, like a spear, sweeping away the previous restrained and low-key, the sword aura was vertical and horizontal, and the edge was exposed.

The beggar with the knife on his back shook the long knife in his hand, his face was happy, and the pride of a knife man made people can't help but want to make friends with it.

"Iron Mask Boy!

The long knife was raised, sweeping away the west wind.

Qin Yue's heart couldn't help but be revealed, it was the first time he had encountered such an opponent, and it was the first time he felt such a proud Jianghu.

In this treacherous river and lake, in addition to intrigue and intrigue, of course, there are also warm wine and tea, pointing out the country.

Qin Yue was silent, the sword in his hand was unsheathed, and the sword intent continued to increase a few points, and only one word came out of his mouth:

"Fight!"

Bang!

As soon as the words fell, the swords of the two had collided together, and the strong wind swept away, sweeping away the dust.

And the wind has not stopped, and the swords are frantically staggered, and the stronger wind sets off waves of waves.

"Hahaha! Come on, come on, pick up Lao Tzu's trick!"

The fierce battle was in full swing, and the beggar with the knife on his back let out a long roar, and bursts of swords actually gushed out from all over his body, and when he turned around in midair, he enveloped Qin Yue from all directions.

Qin Yue's eyes were still cold, and the long sword in his hand swept lightly, and the sword light converged, as if it was a plain sword.

The former swallows mountains and rivers, and the latter is prosaic and immediate.

The black-faced little student standing on the side showed joy in his eyes: "This bastard is going to be finished!"

The beggar with the sword on his back stared at Qin Yue's sword with his eyes firmly on it, and said softly: "Who wins and who loses, it is not yet known......

Qin Yue's sword had not yet touched the sword, and the sword intent contained in it had already begun to show its edge, and it was still sharpening and condensing.

Seeing that he was about to touch the first sword, the sword light above the long sword burst out violently, dazzling, dazzling, and almost seized all the light.

Bang!

The sword qi boiled, and the sound of porcelain shattering kept coming.

The sword rays were destroyed and smashed, and the other swords also flew out upside down in the sword intent that erupted from this sword, landing on the surrounding Yellowstone houses.

Qin Yue's sword is comprehended from the "human" word sword room, based on the "sweep" word, but it is reborn and swept the word, although it has not been completely completed, but the power is already good.

The beggar with the knife on his back was also unaware of this sword, and the whole person floated in the surging sword qi, like a flat boat in the sea.

Burst.

A sword aura slashed across the arm of the beggar with the sword on his back, tearing his sleeve and leaving a gap.

The black-faced Xiaosheng was stunned on the side, and muttered, "How can this be......"

However, at this time, the beggar with the sword on his back didn't bother to answer her anymore, his eyes that had always been lazy had burst out with incomparable light at this time, and there was even a surging sword intent on his body that couldn't stop being revealed.

At this moment, the beggar with the sword on his back came out of the countless sword qi and staggered to the ground, but his expression was not discouraged by defeat at all, but was full of excitement.

"Hahaha! What a powerful sword, look at Lao Tzu ......"

Before he finished speaking, a black shadow passed by him and went straight towards Qin Yue, it was the beggar with the sword on his back.

A fluttering sentence only then got into the ears of the beggar with the knife on his back.

"I'll take this battle. ”

Hearing this, the beggar with the knife on his back yelled: "Bastard, you are a liar!"

It's just that Qin Yue, who quickly entered the battle, and the beggar with the sword on his back didn't have the strength to answer him, and the two had not yet fought, and they were already surging with fighting spirit.

Qin Yue didn't feel the slightest unwillingness because the other party played one after another, he just felt that his heart was surging, and even blood was boiling.

This is the sympathy between a true swordsman and a swordsman.

No matter how Qin Yue and the beggar with the knife fought heartily, he couldn't feel it.

The two stood on both sides of the road, only each other in their eyes, an invisible aura churning between the two, faintly resisting the others.

The beggar with the knife on his back, who wanted to rush in, felt this resistance, and suddenly stopped, his eyes were surprised, and he said in a low voice:

"Sword Domain?"

The black-faced little boy didn't know when he had come closer:

"You say this is the Sword Domain?"

The beggar with the knife nodded slowly: "This resistance force should be right, I have seen it before when the old man was fighting another old pervert, but at that time, this resistance force was much stronger than this, and it couldn't be approached at all." ”

It is rumored in the rivers and lakes that if two people of the extreme path collide and fight, when they fight, there will be a kind of "domain", that is, a force of resistance, so that others cannot get close.

And the person of the extreme way, as the name suggests, is a person who has gone to the extreme on a road, just like Qin Yue, although the martial arts realm is still low, but in the realm of the sword path, he has almost reached the peak of his peers, and has reached a limit, this is considered an extreme person.

Those who use swords have sword domains, and those who use swords have sword domains, although the names are different, but they are similar in nature.

The black-faced Xiaosheng's eyes when he looked at Qin Yue changed faintly, in this world, whether it is first-rate, second-rate, third-rate, even if it is not in the realm of the stream, as long as he can reach the extreme path, he is worthy of respect.

And there are very few such people in the world, even if they try their best, it is difficult to achieve, talent, understanding, and roots are indispensable.

Extreme Dao, this is almost the realm of legends.

......

Qin Yue and the beggar with the sword on their backs looked at each other, each of them smiling, no matter what the outcome of this battle was, the two would inevitably become friends.

Not because of anything else, but this world,

There are too few people who can rank at the pinnacle of swordsmanship!

Zheng!

The swords burst out of the air and collided fiercely.