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On the Douxian Terrace, Xu Changming's figure suddenly looked very small, like a small insect facing the power of heaven and earth.

"A lone cigarette, straight up to the sky, swallowing the clouds!"

The tiny little worm let out a soft cry, and no one heard it but himself.

Because the thunder was so loud that it drowned out all sounds.

Phew!

A wooden sword rose into the sky, turning into a lone smoke and heading straight into the dark clouds.

Yesterday evening epiphany straight word artistic conception, swordsmanship is very different, let you storm and lightning and thunder, I just go forward, do not kill the enemy and swear not to return.

It is not scattered, it is not messy.

The Dust Sword looked at death as if it were home, and slashed at a large sword under the dark cloud vortex.

The big sword became very huge without injury, like a thousand zhang peak, and the dust removal sword that flew away suddenly was like a small fish, which looked very small.

What will happen if a small fish hits a peak?

Fish dead?

Broken peaks?

Everyone who looked up at the game was looking forward to it, and they all wanted to see what the outcome would be.

The speed of the small fish is getting faster and faster, and its tail is getting longer and longer, like a puff of yellow smoke rising from it.

Bai Yunjian looked up at the little fish, his eyes were as cold as ice, and he suddenly shouted: "Thunder!"

His right hand was raised high, pointing at the thunder in the dark clouds, and as the words landed, he shook it suddenly, as if holding a thunderbolt, and then waved it towards Xu Changsheng, as if the thunder he was grasping was thrown to him.

With Bai Yunjian's punch, a thunderbolt suddenly exploded above Xu Changming's head, shaking him dizzy and almost unable to stand.

Xu Changming felt that his nose was itchy, and when he touched it with his hand, he touched a pool of blood, and his face suddenly became extremely solemn.

"What a thunderbolt!"

This praise was not issued by Xu Changsheng, but by Chen Feifei, who was watching the battle.

His face was also very solemn, as if he was as elegant as a scholar in the world, and rarely showed this emotion.

In the past, no matter what happened, he was calm and light, and everything was confident.

Not only him, but Li Xiantong and Yu Feiyu all looked serious and dignified.

If Bai Yunjian wins, he will definitely go in front of one of the three of them, and then they will also face this thunder.

"Brother Xu is bleeding and injured!"

Huang Biao was startled, and shouted out with an exclamation, and Zhang Wufeng beside him also widened his eyes, as if it was hard to believe.

"Brother Xu, hold on!"

Zhang Wufeng suddenly shouted.

On the Douxian Terrace, under the dark clouds for a long time, Xu Changsheng, who was as small as an insect, lowered his head looking at the sky, looked at the white clouds on the opposite side and smiled.

He shook his head and said, "Senior Brother Bai is really modest, this swordsmanship is far superior to mine. ”

Bai Yunjian became more solemn than ever, as if he had met the strongest enemy, and he suddenly shouted again: "The electricity is coming!"

Still in the same position as before, he slammed his fist down, as if grabbing a bolt of lightning and smashing it down.

Woohoo!

A huge electric snake emerged from the dense dark clouds and rushed towards Xu Changsheng with great agility.

Xu Changming had an incomparably high battle intent in his eyes, he grinned and roared: "Swallow!"

With this loud roar, he made a complicated and swift move, and then pointed sharply at the dust sword.

Driven by the irresistible consciousness, the Dust Sword split out a sword light that turned into an incomparably thick black smoke, trapping the mountain-like electric snake with a whoosh.

Woohoo, woohoo.

After a few moments, the smoke died and the electricity went out.

The electric snake containing the powerful heavenly power was swallowed up by a puff of black smoke!

"Haha, Senior Brother Bai, what other means can be used!"

Xu Changming laughed while wiping a handful of blood from the corners of his mouth.

Although Bai Yunma didn't seem to be injured, his face became more solemn and vaguely pale.

He smiled and said, "Senior Brother Xu is really a peerless genius, and I admire you very much for your strong rise like a meteor." ”

After finishing speaking, he shouted again: "The rain is coming!

Thundered!

Whoa!

The thunder waded, and a torrential rain suddenly fell on Douxiantai, and the torrential rain poured down, rushing straight to the yellow smoke, trying to extinguish it alive.

"Senior Brother Bai, don't bother, you can't extinguish my lonely cigarette!"

Xu Changsheng laughed, the lonely smoke was not extinguished, and the dust removal sword would fly into the air in the next moment and slash the big sword without injury, breaking the dark clouds of the half day.

Yesterday, under the guidance of the Lingyan Fairy, Xu Changming had an epiphany on the boulder, let you wind and rain, it is difficult to extinguish the indomitable lonely smoke.

Bai Yun held on for a moment, his face turned pale, and the rainstorm stopped immediately, after all, his cultivation was still shallow, and it was difficult to support such a powerful swordsmanship for a long time.

The rainstorm went out, and the dust removal sword that turned into lonely smoke instantly caught up, and slashed on the big sword with a clang, and the big sword was immediately cut down without injury.

The dark clouds in half of the sky disappeared, there was no thunder, no lightning, and in an instant the clouds disappeared, and the sky was clear.

On the Douxian Terrace, the white clouds shook a little, and he felt a little dizzy.

Xu Changming wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth for the third time, but he didn't care, and even smiled.

Bai Yunjian froze and said, "Senior Brother Xu, take my last move, if you break this move, I will abandon my sword and admit defeat." ”

"Okay, I've fought for my life, and I've tried my best to continue. ”

Xu Changming raised his hand and summoned the dust removal sword back.

"Fourth, I'm in the clouds!"

As soon as the words fell, the white clouds flew up, and a white cloud floated in, stopped at his feet, and held him higher and higher, as if the true immortal in the sky had descended into the world, which was very solemn.

Then, his raised right hand slashed at Xu Changming forcefully into the void, and the big sword moved with the wind without injury, growing to ten zhang long and three zhang wide, turning into a shocking divine sword, and slashing down towards the top of Xu Changming's head.

That momentum is unique and breathtaking.

"Kendo asks the vastness, it is really extraordinary. ”

In the crowd, Chen Feifei was moved and amazed.

Li Xiantong and Yu Feiyu both narrowed their eyes.

Dustless and discouraged, he turned and left.

"I'll never be able to catch up with him. ”

In the distance, there was a dustless sigh.

When Xu Changming saw the earth-shattering sword, he was shocked, stepped out, and pierced an extremely steady lunge.

After that, he roared, and the dust sword spun rapidly, and flew to catch up.

"The Fourth Form of the Great Desert Lonely Smoke Sword Technique - Great Sun Volley!"

The dust removal sword spun countless times, and the white light burst out, as if it had really turned into a big sun, and the blazing white light pierced people's eyes and couldn't open them.

The Heaven-shattering Sword and the Great Sun finally met.

Airplanes!

A big storm swept the audience, and many monks with low cultivation in the audience could not stand and were shocked to the ground.

"This!"

"It's spectacular!"

Countless people were amazed, and the scene was very magnificent.

On Douxiantai, Xu Changming retreated twenty steps in a row, and stood at the edge of Douxiantai, he smiled, and a mouthful of blood spurted out.

The red blood fell on the ground of Douxiantai, brilliant as a flower, very amazing.

On the other side, Bai Yunjian took twelve steps back, although he took eight steps back less than Xu Changsheng, but at this time, his hair was disheveled, and his clothes were disheveled, and he no longer had the neatness and purity of a humble gentleman before.

The big sword was unharmed, as if it was also injured, lying weakly in the hand of the white clouds.

Although Bai Yunjian did not spurt blood, and it seemed that there were no injuries on the surface, his face was extremely white, as if it was a white spirit fruit without color.

Bai Yunjian looked at Xu Changsheng, a little weak and tired, and said softly: "Senior Brother Xu, you won, congratulations." ”