"Oh, since Senior Brother Du Liang is interested, then please don't hesitate to give advice!" Liu Ye smiled slightly, Mu Zhu still clenched his hand. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

"Let you feel it, my sword!" Du Liang sighed, his palm flipped, and the wooden sword box beside him was in turmoil, and with a flick of his hand, a wooden sword was controlled by him and fell into his hand.

The shouts on the scene, the murderous atmosphere that accompanied the death, the wooden sword in Du Liang's hand had already been injected with huge spiritual power, and his body turned around, holding the sword strongly!

The wooden sword has a long stab, the smart ring, and the green qi that surrounds the sword, condensing thousands of killing intent, sweeping out!

The flow of killing qi, around the end of the sword, clenched hands, is to control the determination to win, when the firm step to take the first step, the green air flowing, the sword intent is shining, the sparks are stirring, and the sparks are close to the head of the willow leaf neck!

"It's not good, Du Liang turned out..."

Silent, speechless, silent.

Such a killing move, extremely vicious, forcing himself to die, everyone saw it in their eyes, even if they were dissatisfied with Liu Ye, but for the same door, they were also worried about him, so even the purple-clothed real person, his eyebrows couldn't help but stand up at this moment, in the Xianwu Conference competition, it was forbidden to kill the life of the same door, I didn't expect Du Liang to be so ruthless as soon as he made a move!

"Juniper Primum: Raging Sea!"

However... A shocking mantra broke the silence of the present, only to see Liu Ye's hand condense the aura, pluck the bamboo and wood, and when he landed, an incomparable sword intent flowed from the bamboo and wood, and the majestic sword qi slapped another battle song in the air!

The soaring cyan sword intent was like a sea surging in the air, stacked on top of each other, heavy on top of each other, and the sword qi that was coming towards him was facing his life!

Although Du Liang's sword qi is ferocious, under the Dusong swordsmanship and the raging sea, it is like a stone sinking into the sea, leaving only a drowning sound, and it is swallowed up by this incomparable energy in an instant, and the power of the wild wave is like a bamboo, after devouring the opponent's sword qi, it shoots straight towards Du Liang's figure!

Under the sword qi of the wild waves, Du Liang was full of horror, and he didn't have time to say anything, so he condensed his spiritual power, injected it into the wooden sword, and made a great move, wanting to block the sword intent of the furious sea!

How could the power of the waves, churning, making it difficult for him to resist, under this behemoth sword aura, a thick sword intent hit his chest.

The audience was moved and silent. Que Jing again, at this moment, showed its true posture, the shock from the bottom of the heart, unprecedented recognition, the little junior brother in front of him, who was once considered a waste material in the door, actually relied on super high swordsmanship, Dusong swordsmanship, and hit Du Liang hard with one blow!

Everyone in the audience was surprised and stunned, even the purple-clothed real person who supervised the battle also lost her original posture at this time, she breathed slightly, stood up, and looked at the thin figure in the ring, and was surprised that Xianzun taught him such a profound swordsmanship, and what was even more shocking was how Liu Ye learned this swordsmanship!

The Dusong Sword Technique is an extremely high sword technique created by Immortal Zun, and the conditions for practitioners are also extremely harsh, I can't imagine that in just three months, Immortal Zun actually let Liu Ye learn this set of swordsmanship!

In the crowd, Ruoxi's face was full of wood, only a pair of eyes, still tightly locked on the ring with high fireworks, he suddenly remembered the words he said when he talked to Liu Ye Che that night: "Ruoxi, do you like the heart-protecting mirror in the master's hand?"

It was this sentence that I thought was a joke, but I didn't expect that today, it would bring such a shock to myself!

"Poof" A mouthful of blood spurted out, the first move, Du Liang suffered such a heavy blow, and the unexpected ending aroused the anger in his heart even more: "I can't imagine it, it turned out to be the Dusong swordsmanship, Xianzun is really eccentric, even this kind of high-level swordsmanship has been taught to you." But... Can this really make you win this decisive battle?!"

The blood at the corners of the mouth, the sleeves are wiped out, the madness in the heart, the rich killing, only when the other party falls, can it be extinguished!

"People who don't understand the sword, on the battlefield, can only usher in the end of failure, you have lost the courage to be a sword bearer, continue to continue, will only pollute the soul of the sword!"

With a madness, killing all four, the wooden sword in Du Liang's hand transformed into three thousand strengths, and the energy of the transformation weaved an invisible killing net in the air, forcing his life to come!

The willow leaves were startled, the wood and bamboo rotated, pierced the sky, stepped like a dragon, the posture was vigorous, holding the bamboo in one hand, with the momentum of Mount Tai pressing the top, and the swordsmanship of Dusong came out again!

"Dusong Initial Style: Daoyan Half Moon!"

A different language, a word and a thought, the mantra is a lawsuit, in this daytime, the surroundings are dim, a touch of moonlight, half hidden and half visible, extreme exercises, carrying the momentum of ten thousand jun, a break to kill the net!

The sound of "Xiu Xiu", the firelight touches in all directions, and the intersecting energy blooms with brilliance and dazzling soul. In the moment of the exchange of two energies, the wind rose in all directions, and the sand and dust filled the sky!

As far as the eyes could see, Du Liang's swordsmanship had already been cracked by Liu Ye, and the subtlety of Dusong's swordsmanship was finally understood by the disciples at this moment.

A bamboo tree, a figure, thin and ordinary, but still standing in the ring, the wind can't blow, and the poplar is not shocked!

The competition of changing the pitch is no longer winning or losing, Du Liang can hardly accept the taste of failure in front of the willow leaves, with the wind and dust, chewing the broken sand, the killing intent in his heart is not reduced, and the hatred is added again, the figure is raised, the wooden sword is straight up, the green air faintly carries the breath of madness, there is a strange fluctuation, slowly rising, Du Liang stepped on the sword, and the sword flew into the air!

There was a burst of wild laughter in the sky, and the voice continued: "Liu Ye, your solo pine swordsmanship is indeed surprising, but Dengyun Peak is located at an extremely high level, and the resistance of the swordsmanship you use is also extremely strong, and now that I am on the sword, can your sword qi cut through the void and reach such a height?!"

Although he was seriously injured in the battle, Du Liang became more and more frantic the more he fought, the stronger the killing intent, and the tactics he came up with temporarily, in front of Liu Ye, can he get his wish, and this decisive battle that has surpassed the meaning of the competition will take care of the new situation? !

"I said, this doesn't change the outcome of your failure!" Liu Ye sighed, Na Yuan breathed, and a dark evil force was borne, neutralizing the righteousness in the body, condensing from the dantian, under the manipulation of different laws, above the ring, the amazing black mist, formed by itself, gradually condensed, rolling dark energy, clusters, clusters, clouds of their own, appeared in front of everyone!

"This is..."

"Actually..."

On the square, at this moment, the eyes of countless people, or surprised, or shocked, or dignified, are thrown to this side, black clouds, attracting everyone's attention, at the moment when the black clouds appeared, startled away the white fog next to the clouds, on the huge sea of clouds square, but see a figure, still carrying a wooden bamboo in his hand, under the gaze of countless pairs of eyes, step on the black clouds, straight through the wind and sand, and rush to the sky!

"Dusong Final Style: A Sword Shocking!" The mighty words, along with the black clouds, a thick breath, condensed into sword qi, broke through the sky, and soared straight into the sky!