Chapter Ninety-Three: Sword Fight

Ding Mian snorted coldly, and the broadsword had arrived at Zhong Yunmian's door.

Zhong Yun had already defended, he would not panic, the long sword in his hand was raised, and Ding Mian's broadsword was held, and the internal force was shocked, and he swung his broadsword away, Ding Mian did not expect Zhong Yun's strength to be so great, he couldn't react for a while, his body was biased, and he was immediately pushed aside, a little stunned.

Seeing him like this, Zhong Yun sneered, and didn't do anything to take advantage of people's danger, pointed his sword at the ground, and waited for Ding Mian to come back to his senses, Ding Mian came back to his senses, knowing that he had just been pushed away by Zhong Yun's sword, and in front of the heroes, he lost face, and he was even more ashamed.

Then, regardless of others, he rose up to attack, and the "Songshan Sword Technique" "Ancient Dragon" came with a shot, but it was a ten successful force, which was quite imposing.

Seeing this, Zhong Yun calmed down, and the long sword in his hand slowly drew an arc, doing the momentum of Tai Chi, but he was not afraid that others would see the charm, Zhong Yun's Tai Chi skills, but the foundation, even if there are some Tai Chi appearances, others are not good to doubt.

The two of them wanted to hit with their long swords, and the sound of "dang" was full of strength, and the sound of weapon handover resounded throughout the audience, and the feet of the two were also shocked, the floor tiles trembled, the dust flew out, and the air trembled vigorously, and the power was extraordinary.

I saw Zhong Yun's right foot take a step back, the sword moved with him, as soon as the momentum of Tai Chi came out, Ding Mian's castration old broadsword in his hand, involuntarily waved with Zhong Yun's long sword, and then turned around to fight, but it was to return the other way to the other body, after some operation, the broadsword came faster, Ding Mian had to hold the sword body with his left hand, and the strength under his feet flew back, but he couldn't.

Ding Mian flew back more than ten meters, then stopped, and then exclaimed: "Wudang Taiji?"

Zhong Yun smiled when he heard this, and replied loudly: "No, this skill of the kid is just borrowed from the meaning of Tai Chi, just a fur, but it is far worse than Wudang, if it is really Tai Chi, but it is not only so powerful, isn't Uncle Ding afraid?"

When Ding Mian heard this, his face froze when he was still a little surprised, and he didn't care about it, and snorted coldly: "Don't be so arrogant, if Ding doesn't pay attention, how can you fight with me." ”

After speaking, it was another Songshan swordsmanship, this time he suffered some losses, but he calmed down a lot, and there was a chapter between the shots, and Zhong Yun was not easy to deal with.

I had to concentrate on the way of Ding Mian's sword, and waved the long sword in his hand to find its flaws, Ding Mian's broad sword came very quickly, and in a blink of an eye, the two fought again.

Ding Mian's broad sword is like a mountain, the moves are wide open and closed, and he is indomitable, showing the exquisite swordsmanship of Songshan, Zhong Yun moves up Ling Bo from time to time, and his body is ethereal, it is difficult to find his trace, and from time to time he makes Tai Chi skills, unloads Ding Mian's broad sword strength, or counterattacks and returns, the two of you come and go, and the fight is impressive.

The people outside the field, I saw that the two of them were fighting violently, although they were not as light as the undefeated Dongfang, but they were more in line with the appetite of the heroes present, and the two were anxious, and it was difficult to distinguish the winner for a while.

Except for Yue Buqun, everyone in Huashan outside the venue was worried about Zhong Yun, after all, Ding Mian was a generation older than Zhong Yun, and he had cultivated many years earlier than him, so he was inevitably worried that Zhong Yun would suffer.

In the sword light and sword shadow of the two, Ding Mian used a style of "Wanyue Dynasty Sect", which was extraordinary, and this style of "Wanyue Dynasty Sect" that condensed the essence of Songshan swordsmanship after the previous momentum, this time Ding Mian came out, but it was stirring the surrounding air, and from time to time there was a "buzzing" sound, and the sound of the broadsword breaking through the air "sneering" was not aware of Zhong Yun's ears, Ding Mian was the first person under the Songshan faction Zuo Lengzen after all, and his martial arts were not imaginary, Zhong Yun had to go all out.

Squatting with his legs, tied into a horse's step, the long sword in his hand turned round, and he carried his whole body with great strength, agitating a green robe, and fine sweat was also seen on his forehead, obviously some pressure.

Over there, Ding Mian naturally shot with all his might, roaring angrily while hitting, but the momentum was like a mountain, and the two swords struck each other.

"When"

The air seemed to freeze for a moment.

Then the green bricks under the feet of the two began to slowly crumble inch by inch, and the two of them were all destroyed within a radius of several meters, stirring up dust on the ground, and the air was covered with dust, and I don't know what the situation of the two people was.

Suddenly, the two of them flew dozens of meters behind them, opened up the crowd, flipped to the ground, and then drew a few meters, spitting out a mouthful of blood, obviously both of them were not lightly injured.

The people of Huashan and Songshan rushed to Zhong Yun and Ding Mian to see the situation of the two.

Linghu Chong was helping Zhong Yun up, and Lu Wan'er asked urgently, "Brother Yun, how are you?"

Everyone saw Zhong Yun sit up slowly, coughed lightly, covered his chest, and laughed softly: "Master, Wan'er, don't worry, I'm fine, Ding Mian, that old thief, I'm afraid the injury is much worse than mine." As he spoke, he gently stroked Wan'er's hand as a comforter.

Lu Wan'er's expression was a lot more relaxed, but her hands were still tightly pulling Zhong Yun's sleeves and refusing to let go, Yue Buqun couldn't help but smile when he saw this, and said loudly: "Yun'er, you are not wrong as a teacher, over the years, your martial arts progress has really exceeded my expectations, and now even Ding Mian is not your opponent, and in the future, the Huashan faction will have to rely on you and your senior brother to preside, okay, get up first, it's not good to sit on the ground all the time." After Yan Bi ordered Hu Chong to help him up, after Zhong Yun stood firm on his own, there was really nothing wrong, his face was normal, and only then did Ling Hu Chong believe his words.

Just when everyone in Huashan was breathing a sigh of relief that Zhong Yun was fine, Ding Mian over there was uncomfortable, why did he want to say? But when the two of them struck each other with their long swords, Zhong Yun used a technique to reverse most of his strength, Ding Mian was tantamount to being attacked by two enemies of the same realm, or in the absence of defense, it is conceivable what the situation in his body will be.

After the disciples of Songshan surrounded him, they also asked him about his situation, but Ding Mian couldn't reply for a long time, and when the disciples helped him to sit up, he saw Ding Mian's right hand tremblingly covering his left chest, and the corners of his mouth made a muffled sound, and with a "poof" sound, he spit out a mouthful of blood.

Shocked the surrounding Songshan disciples in a panic, Fei Bin and Lu Bai also hurriedly checked Ding Mian's pulse, and after a try, they found that his internal organs were displaced, all of them were seriously injured, and their meridians were also damaged.

Fei Bin and Lu Bai couldn't help but cry out to Ding Mian: "Senior brother, senior brother, what's wrong with you?"

Ding Mian was already weak, so he relieved himself for a while, and then said angrily: "Senior Brother Fei, Senior Brother Lu, Senior Brother I'm afraid it won't work, you go back to Songshan and report to Senior Brother Zuo, you must ...... Let him avenge me. ”

"The ...... of the Huashan faction Small...... Boy, can't let him ...... It's better, and the girl, you ...... Certain...... Must ......" As soon as he finished speaking, his right hand covering his chest fell and was lifeless.