"Poof!"

The broken blade flew into the sea of fire, but Yun Qingyang, Sword Soul Yun and the others all looked at the sword Qinghu who vomited blood and threw it away in horror one by one!

Sword Soul Cloud's complexion changed greatly, he caught Jian Qinghu with one hand, his fingers connected on his back, Jian Qinghu spat out two mouthfuls of blood again, and his breath stabilized, and his face was still a little pale!

The smoke and dust dissipated, and Jian Qingyu stood proudly with the sword in one hand, but only one-third of the iron sword blade in his hand was left, which made Jian Qingyu look quite funny!

But no one could laugh at this moment, because everyone's eyes had already followed Jian Qinghu to the fiery red long sword in his hand!

On the blade of that fiery red long sword, a gap the size of a little finger appeared!

Sword Soul Yun was stunned, Yun Qingyang was also stunned, and the two middle-aged men were even more stunned that their eyes were about to fall out!

They all knew exactly where this fiery red sword came from, and because they knew it, they were even more horrified!

With an ordinary broken sword, it actually left a gap in this sword-casting city's prestigious Huoli sword, what a swordsmanship!

Jian Qinghu's face turned from white to red, from red to blue, and he threw this fire sword on the ground, a broken sword is a dead sword!

"Your Excellency is good at swordsmanship, I don't know if you can use that trick just now?"

Sword Soul Cloud slowly let go of Jian Qinghu, took three steps forward, and said with a light smile. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

"You'll find out if you try!"

Jian Qingyu said coldly!

"That's what I'm thinking, but I don't know if your sword can still cut my sword!"

Sword Soul Cloud's voice turned cold, the long sword was unsheathed, and it was another fire sword!

"You'll find out if you try!"

Jian Qingyu still said coldly!

"Good!"

Sword Soul Yun Lang laughed, and his figure had already disappeared.

Jian Qingyu hurriedly danced the broken sword, and thousands of sword shadows formed an impermeable sword net around his body, and at the same time, his spirit was highly concentrated, and he was vigilant all around.

"Ding!"

A slight impact sounded, Jian Qingyu's face changed, and he was about to dodge sideways, when the sword light flashed, and the fire of Sword Soul Cloud had already stabbed on Jian Qingyu's broken sword, and then slammed into Jian Qingyu's chest!

"Poof!"

Bearing this sword hard, Jian Qingyu spurted out a mouthful of blood and flew away.

A sword shook Sword Qingyu, but Sword Soul Yun did not continue to attack, stood with the sword, and looked at Jian Qingyu with a light smile: "Now do you think I can cut off your sword?"

"Try it!"

Jian Qingyu wiped the blood on his mouth, his figure flashed, and he actually took the initiative to kill Sword Soul Cloud!

"Stubborn!"

Sword Soul Cloud sneered, and the long sword in his hand stabbed out quickly!

With a "ding" sound, Jian Qingyu was shocked again and took a few steps back!

Stabilize the body, the sword green jade sword moves change again, and constantly attack the sword soul cloud from all angles!

As Uncle Thunder said, life and death fighting, the emphasis is on overcoming the enemy's shortcomings with one's own strengths, since he is far from being the opponent of Sword Soul Cloud in terms of cultivation, then the only chance to win is swordsmanship!

Jian Qingyu is indeed quite confident in his swordsmanship!

"Still can't work!" Jian Qingyu's sword moves changed in a myriad of ways, constantly attacking the sword soul cloud, but he still couldn't get close.

"If you can reach the no-trick realm, you may be able to defeat him!"

Jian Qingyu said secretly in his heart.

It has been many years since he reached the mastery realm, but he has never been able to comprehend how he can "win without a move!"

"Since there is no move, how can you make a move?"

"Since you can't make a move, how can you win?"

Jian Qingyu's mind was condensed at the moment, and he kept analyzing and dismantling the meaning of "no tricks to win" in his mind, and he was not slow to break the sword in his hand, and he kept trying his own ideas between the sword moves!

"Bodhi has no tree, the mirror is not a platform, there is nothing originally, where is the dust!"

Suddenly, Jian Qingyu's mind couldn't help but think of the Buddha verses that the master often sang.

"Yes! There is no trick in my heart, there is naturally no trick in my hand, since there is no trick, what trick is not a move!" Jian Qingyu suddenly had a solution, a hundred ways!

"Is that all you have?"

Sword Soul Cloud only defended but did not attack, and seeing that Jian Qingyu had failed to break through his own defense with half a pillar of incense, he sneered: "If that's the case......"

However, before the words fell, Sword Soul Cloud's face immediately changed drastically!

Jian Qingyu's broken sword actually stabbed at Sword Soul Cloud's wrist from the bottom up from an extremely tricky angle!

Sword Soul Yun was shocked, this sword technique was extremely weird, but the speed was extremely fast, he had to release the hilt of the sword with his right hand and quickly retract it.

Just as Sword Soul Cloud took a small step back, his left hand had already picked up the Huoli Sword dropped by his right hand, and he held the sword Qingyu that slashed towards him.

Jian Qingyu was useless, quickly withdrew the broken sword, protected it on his waist, and his body spun and rushed into the arms of Sword Soul Cloud!

Sword Soul Yun was slightly stunned, then showed a cruel smile, and slapped his right hand at Jian Qingyu's head with a palm!

The two are so close, naturally only fists and feet can be used, Jian Qingyu is in his arms, and his hands and feet are tied, and it is difficult to even use his fists and feet!

However, he forgot that Jian Qingyu's sword was a broken sword, one inch short, one inch dangerous, when his palm was just raised, he felt a pain in his waist and abdomen, and most of the qi that had just been condensed in his palm instantly dispersed!

Immediately after, Jian Qingyu's left hand holding the scabbard was already clenched into a fist, like a spirit snake coming out of a hole and smashing into his head!

Sword Soul Cloud hurriedly met Sword Qingyu's fist with a palm!

The fists and palms intersected, the strong wind swept through, and the two separated in an instant, each flying back!

Jian Qingyu's face was pale, and his body shook, and Yun Qingyang hurriedly stepped forward and held it up.

The corners of Sword Soul Cloud's mouth were already overflowing with blood, and his face was paler than Sword Qingyu!

"Good swordsmanship! Good boxing skills!"

Sword Soul Cloud looked at Jian Qingyu with a solemn face, word by word, and gritted his teeth.

The two swordsmanship of Jian Qingyu's reversal of defeat and victory just now seemed ordinary and ordinary, not only did it not look like a sword move, but it was like a rogue fight, stalking and fighting.

But Sword Soul Cloud deeply felt that the two moves of Sword Qingyu made it like a flowing cloud, and it was ingenious and extraordinary, and these two moves alone were enough to show that his swordsmanship was far beyond his own!

"My swordsmanship is naturally a good swordsmanship! My boxing skills are naturally also good boxing skills!"

Jian Qingyu waved his hand slowly, broke away from Yun Qingyang's support, slowly took two steps forward, and stood proudly.

"Swordsmanship is indeed your swordsmanship!But the fist technique is the Breaking Fist of the Bitter Ring Divine Monk!" Sword Soul Cloud sneered: "I didn't expect that the Bitter Martial Divine Monk who swore not to accept apprentices actually quietly accepted apprentices!"

Hearing this, Yun Qingyang, Jian Qinghu and the others all looked at Jian Qingyu in surprise, no one expected that this young master who suddenly appeared would be the apprentice of the Bitter Ring Divine Monk!

"You're wrong!" Jian Qingyu's face turned cold, and he said categorically: "I am neither a disciple of the Buddha Sect, nor an apprentice of the Bitter Martial Monk!"

After saying that, Jian Qingyu slowly took a deep breath, the aura around her body rose again, the broken sword pointed directly at the sword soul cloud, and said coldly: "Do you still want to try my sword again, try my fist!"

Sword Soul Yun's face changed slightly, he had just fought against Jian Qingyu's Breaking Gang Fist, although he blocked that punch, he was accidentally invaded by the Breaking Gang True Qi of the Breaking Gang Fist.

Once it invades the body, it will sweep around along the meridians, destroying the innate Gang Qi in the body, and the only way to mobilize the innate Gang Qi is to consume it and gradually wear it out!

After all, the Sword Soul Cloud is only the first to enter the innate realm, the innate Gang Qi is not pure and strong, first injured, and at this moment, it is broken into the body by the Gang True Qi, and there is no strength to fight again, if you fight again, maybe you will fall here today!

"Today's battle, this is the end, we still have important things, he will come again in the future to learn from Your Excellency!"

Sword Soul Cloud said in a deep voice.

"Okay!

Jian Qingyu said coldly.

"Under the Sword Soul Cloud!I don't know if you can tell me your name!"

Sword Soul Cloud nodded faintly and said.

"Yuqing!"

The aura around Jian Qingyu's body slowly dissipated, and he stood with his hands in his hands, and said lightly!

"Farewell!"

"Don't send it!"

Sword Soul Cloud nodded slightly, and then with the support of the two middle-aged men, he left quickly!

Watching the figures of the Sword Soul Yun Si gradually dissipate into the night, Yun Qingyang couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief slightly, thinking that the young man named "Yuqing" had defeated the master of the Innate Realm with the cultivation of the Grandmaster Realm, and couldn't help but look towards Jian Qingyu with admiration!

"Young Master Yuqing!"

Turning his head, Yun Qingyang exclaimed in a low voice, hurriedly stepped forward, held the soft fallen Jian Qingyu, and investigated a little, but found that Jian Qingyu had already passed out!