The Great Grandmaster, a first-class Grand Master who has been famous for many years, is worthy of being able to support the existence of a country.

Zheng Ming has no chance, he can't take down Sikong Xiang within three moves, that is to say, this time, he can only let Sikong Xiang leave.

In other words, from the very beginning, Zheng Ming had already made up his mind to let Sikong Xiang live.

In everyone's eyes, as long as Zheng Ming does not move, Sikong Xiang will definitely not take the lead, so more eyes fall on Zheng Ming's hands, and they are waiting for Zheng Ming's thunderous blow to Sikong Xiang.

Zheng Ming was very calm, from Zheng Ming's expression, he couldn't see what Zheng Ming was preparing for, but when Zheng Ming slowly raised the heavy sword in his hand, many people felt a feeling like Mount Tai was overpowering.

This sword must be an earth-shattering shock!

At the moment when this thought came to the minds of many people, the six-edged heavy sword in Zheng Ming's hand had already slashed down towards Sikong Xiang.

This sword is not fast, and even in the eyes of many people, this sword is still a little slow, but this slowness, falling in the eyes of the great masters, makes them look at Zheng Ming's expression, and there is a little more solemnity.

Slow and fast are also the two mental tricks of swordsmanship, generally speaking, the more skilled the swordsmanship, the faster the swordsmanship.

There is even a saying that the swordsmanship of the world is not broken!

But in the eyes of these great masters, slow is more difficult than fast. Slow and heavy complement each other, and only slow can bear its weight.

Sikong Xiang's originally solemn expression suddenly turned solemn. Although it seems that the two seem to have the same meaning, there is a gap between them. but it is a hundred and eight thousand miles.

It was at this very moment. Sikong Xiang is deeply aware. Zheng Ming didn't have the idea of letting him go, the three moves he said were to be within the three moves, and he wanted his own life.

If just now, he felt that Zheng Ming didn't use a forbidden weapon, and it was a joke to ask for his life in three moves, then now, he really felt a threat of death.

Zheng Ming's sword is very simple. But Sikong Xiang felt that the only thing he could do now was to touch hard. Because Zheng Ming's sword seems simple, but in fact, it has surrounded him with all the possibilities of retreating.

If you retreat, you will die!

This is what Sikong Xiang thinks in his heart, when the last trace of luck in his heart is removed, the ferocity hidden in the depths of Sikong Xiang's heart. At this moment, too, it began to erupt.

He waved the Illuminated Moon Halberd in his hand and faced Zheng Ming's giant sword. Directly blocked the past. The sharp crescent moon, under the urging of Sikong Xiang's true qi, became brighter and brighter, giving people a feeling like a full moon.

He wants to use this full moon gathered by true qi to resist Zheng Ming's blow, and he wants to use the moon halberd in his hand to create a new path for the Sikong family.

"Be a long one!"

The deafening sound resounded throughout the entire altar, and the gold-armored guards who were guarding a hundred zhang away squatted on the ground with their heads in their hands almost at the same time.

Drops of bright red blood kept pouring out of their ears. The heart-rending screams made them even more painful.

Although the battle between Zheng Ming and Sikong Xiang was far away from them, the two swords implied the sound waves formed by the collision of the two true qi weapons, which was still not something that these martial artists who had just entered the product could resist.

Deafening!

Sikong Xiang's figure retreated three steps backwards in a row, while Zheng Ming's figure only took two steps back, this distance does not seem to be too far behind, but this shows that Sikong Xiang is not as good as Zheng Ming in terms of true qi.

After stepping into the third grade, the true qi can communicate with heaven and earth, in principle, the true qi at this moment is endless, but in fact, the true qi of the grandmaster-level master is also related to the capacity of his body.

Although you can endlessly absorb the spiritual energy in the heaven and earth and transform it into true qi, the total amount of true qi that can be used when you make a move is fixed.

Sikong Xiang, this long-famous first-class great master, was inferior to Zheng Ming in terms of the amount of true qi used, and this situation surprised everyone present.

"You take my move too!" Sikong Xiang roared, the halberd in his hand shook, and in an instant, it turned into thousands of pale golden rays of light, directly enveloping Zheng Ming.

There was no tip of the moon halberd, no crescent moon of the moon halberd, and no halberd shaft of the moon halberd, everything turned into a silver brilliance in the sky at the moment of the attack of the stark elephant.

It's not that the halberd and the crescent moon are gone, but everything, because it's too fast, it's hard to see where they are.

"This trick of the old ghost of Sikong is a lot better than before!" The ancestor of the Wang family looked at the moonlight in the sky, and his heart was full of expectation.

He was extremely looking forward to Sikong Xiang's move, which could kill Zheng Ming in one move, as long as Zheng Ming was killed, even if the Sikong family assumed the responsibility of exterminating the clan, it had nothing to do with his Wang family.

On the contrary, because Sikong Xiang killed Zheng Ming and helped their Wang family, they avoided a huge disaster.

At this moment, Zheng Ming's best means is to defend, defend the vital points around him, and block the moonlight in the sky.

However, Zheng Ming did not stop the moonlight in the sky, and the six-edged heavy sword in his hand, which was more than four feet long, still made a slashing move.

It's just that this time, his slash was slower than the last time, and his sword was raised high when the moonlight in the sky approached Zheng Ming.

With such a move, to block the swordplay like moonlight, in the eyes of everyone, this is simply looking for death, or even death without a place to be buried.

However, when that Yuehua approached Zheng Ming's long sword, it suddenly dissipated little by little, and in the end, all the Yuehua was left, and only three small crescents remained.

"The true meaning of heavy words, the true meaning of heavy words!" said the great master of Youpin as he looked at the heavy sword that was still slowly falling, and said in horror.

At this moment, some people felt as if a swamp had appeared around them, and they were extremely uncomfortable to move.

The speed of the three small crescents was several times slower at the moment when they fell towards Zheng Ming, but the crescents were not only falling, but also showed no signs of dissipating.

It's not a move that relies on speed anymore. Inside. There is a commonplace image to the truth. Especially the understanding of the meaning of the cold moon.

"Three pools reflecting the moon, this is three pools reflecting the moon!" The voice of the ancestor of the Xie family suddenly sounded in everyone's ears.

Many people present heard the exclamation of the ancestor of the Xie family, and they already understood what the ancestor of the Xie family had in mind.

He shouted through the three pools of the moon to remind Zheng Ming of what kind of changes are implied here.

Three pools reflect the moon, only January is true. The other two months are all fake, but it is even more difficult to distinguish the real from the fake in March.

The six-edged heavy sword in Zheng Ming's hand still didn't show a defensive move, and his heavy sword still slashed out towards the three crescents.

The crescent moon flew, shaking towards Zheng Ming's six-edged heavy sword, every crescent, at this moment. They all staggered.

The epey has no edge, but it is indestructible. Nothing is broken.

Zheng Ming's heavy sword did not perform any moves, but the true meaning hidden in it affected all the moves.

Even if it is a move with true meaning, under the huge gravity, it can't help but sway.

"The three pools reflect the moon, March is empty, the famous halberd shines on the moon, it is really a cold star!" Sikong Xiang, who had never spoken much, suddenly shouted.

This shout was full of energy, and in the midst of this shouting, the three moon teeth suddenly turned into a moon shadow in the sky, surging around the Zheng Ming giant sword.

And in the midst of the countless moon shadows, a little cold star, beyond the moon shadows, over Zheng Ming's heavy sword, directly pointed towards Zheng Ming's heart!

This point is as fast as lightning, and this point is like a meteor falling, and it is impossible to find half a trace of trajectory, and this point is a point that must be killed.

All the moves just now are foreshadowing for Sikong Ancestor, and his real means is like a meteor!

This point has reached the extreme of fast, which makes people unprepared and even too late to resist.

This is also a move, but this move has been detached from the means used by Sikong Xiang just now.

Compared with the surprise of outsiders, Zheng Ming's feeling at this time was even more shocking, he felt that what he was facing at the moment was not a little starlight, but a meteor, a meteor that fell like lightning.

Not only does it have the speed of a meteor, but it also has the power of a meteor, a kind of cold, but with the power of destruction.

No one can determine the trajectory of a meteor in such a fast time, because there is a true meaning that pierces the starry sky.

But at the moment when the meteor was about to land, the heavy sword in Zheng Ming's hand slowly moved a finger.

One finger is not too long, but one finger plays a vital role!

"When"

The sound as crisp as the sound of a bell echoed in everyone's ears, and in this echo, the tip of the halberd of the Zhaoyue halberd hit one of the edges of Zheng Ming's six-sided heavy sword.

And with this sound, the battle between Zheng Ming and Sikong Xiang seemed to be coming to an end.

The meteor that flew out of the three pools of the moon is the tip of the halberd of the moon halberd. And in the eyes of everyone, a move that was almost difficult to dodge was blocked by Zheng Ming.

At this moment, Sikong felt as if he was relieved, he was probably the lowest person in the scene.

The reason why he was able to appear here was because he himself was appreciated by Sikong Xiang and brought to the capital of the Great Jin Dynasty to increase his knowledge.

Similarly, there is another meaning, Sikong Xiang did not say it, but Sikong Dexun has realized it, this meaning is very simple, that is, do not forget the shame of the Sikong family today, and take this as a warning to bring the Sikong family to a more brilliant tomorrow.

These are all things that Sikong Dexun can think of. But when he saw the power of the door, and when he felt that there was great hope for his family, things took a dramatic turn.

Jingu, the shrine that I don't know where it came from, is like expelling a wild dog, expelling the high man who came to the door. He supported Zheng Ming, so everyone knelt down at this moment.

Yes, it is kneeling, although this word does not seem to be too suitable to describe those elders, but Sikong Dexun feels that only this word is the most appropriate.

From the representatives of various countries to the major nobles of the Great Jin Dynasty, they all wanted to kneel down and lick the soles of Zheng Ming's boots. (To be continued.) )

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