Since he met Zhuang Mengdie, Guan Qianjian has almost no chance to use his sword for more than ten days. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info he always thinks about it in his heart, meditates and thinks hard, and he feels that he has more understanding than when he has a sword in his hand. I don't know if it's just an illusion or if it's real.

That's why he's been desperate to find an opportunity to prove it.

At this time, with a sword in his hand, he was even more upset and excited. He lightly supported the blade of the sword with the two fingers of his left hand, and moved the five fingers of his right hand back and forth, rubbing the hilt of the sword with the palm of his hand.

The day of reunion is also the time of eternal decision.

The way of the sword is completed, and the sword is dead, and the sword is not completed, and the sword dies with the person.

This is his sorrow.

But fortunately, he can still die on the road, on the way to a higher realm.

At this moment, the ten elders in the audience were shocked, and some people exclaimed: "Ah......?

Even Thursday's eyes widened.

Because they saw that in Guan Qianjian's hand, because the two ends were resting on two points, the sword body that was slightly concave suddenly straightened up, and let out an extremely faint buzzing roar.

Faint, but endless, as if it were from one end of the line, and still so from the edge of the sky.

If it is vibrated with internal force, not to mention that the sword body is straight, it is also possible to break from it. But Guan Qianjian obviously didn't trigger internal force!

It can be seen from the joints on the back of the hand that not to mention the internal force, even the usual limb force is not activated.

His palm held the hilt of the sword, but it seemed to float on it.

So what is the power that straightens the sword and makes a sound?

It is the power of the sword-wielder's mind, and it is also the killing energy contained in the weapon itself, and it is the resonance of the two forces that meet and harmonize.

This is sword intent.

When Zhang Liuqi pointed his sword at Elder Tang just now, his sword intent had caused Elder Tang's long hair to move.

But compared with the two, there is a world of difference between strength and weakness.

Could it be that this young man's martial arts are really above Zhang Liuqi? The elders muttered in their hearts.

Thursday Fang frowned: This kid's catties, I know very well, there is no reason to progress to such a realm in just over a month, I don't know what means he used, even my eyes have been deceived! But what's the use of making these mysteries, once they really fight, it's not a matter of winning or losing?

The remaining second-generation disciples didn't notice these details at all, and when they saw that Guan Qianjian was slow to make a move, they all urged anxiously.

"Why don't you speak? If you don't say anything, I'm going to do it! Don't you have a last word?" Zhang Liuqi wanted to tease him to open his mouth and add some fun before winning.

Guan Qianjian raised his head suddenly, turned his wrist, put the sword on his chest, and a pair of murderous eyes, stared at the other party from behind the sword blade, and said word for word: "Even if there is a last word, it should not be given to you." Because, you will die sooner than I am. ”

Zhang Liuqi's big mouth was deflated, and he was about to sneer at him. But he suddenly closed his mouth tightly, did not dare to speak, and the smile on his face that had not yet spread disappeared without a trace, and was replaced by a terrible expression of frowning eyebrows, as if a gust of wind was blowing in his face, so that he had to hold his breath and hold his horse steadily, otherwise his heart and lungs would be suffocated and his body would float away.

However, his clothes and hair did not fluctuate in the slightest.

Even the most shallow doorman in the audience saw something unusual, his heart was beating suddenly, and a pair of eyes were like nails, nailed between the two people on the stage, and could no longer move. At the top of the entire Liuru, there was silence, and only the sound of water in the moat could be heard.

Guan Qianjian took the initiative with momentum, and with Qianjun's power on the sword, he had to attack first. When you make a move, you will naturally move your left shoulder slightly to the back, move your right shoulder forward, and turn your body slightly to the left.

At this moment, his gaze slid across the audience, and he met a pair of unusual eyes from more than a thousand people!

These eyes could not be said to be bright or majestic, but when they looked at them, they were so vibrated that the right foot he stepped out of was forcibly withdrawn, and he could not take a second step.

And his palm became even more insensitive, as if even the hilt of the sword he was holding tightly had disappeared in an instant.

He was startled, his eyelids blinked slightly, and when he opened them again to look for them, he was like a mud cow entering the sea, and there was no trace.

Zhang Liuqi didn't know what happened to him, and seeing that he took the lead in attacking, he hurriedly transported the true qi of the body protector, concentrated on his whole body, and swung his sword to meet the attack. At the same time, he felt that the other party's fierce aura was lost, and in an instant, he changed from a master with a light weight to a mortal like rotten wood.

"Hey, I don't really have any real talent to learn, I only need to do a little work, and I can break his illusion of being a fool......" he thought, his face once again covered with a sad smile.

"Suffer death!" Zhang Liuqi let out a low cry between his teeth, and pointed a sword at the opponent's right wrist. His move clearly inhibits the enemy's advance, but in fact, there are infinite changes in the back, whether the opponent retreats and dodges, or changes his moves to resist, there will be a physical vital point to be attacked at a closer range, and it is impossible to prevent it.

Unexpectedly, Guan Qianjian neither advanced nor retreated, neither resisted nor dodged.

He threw down the sword in his hand, like a man who knew nothing about martial arts, like a woodcutter, and threw away the machete in his hand casually.

"No need to compare, I admit defeat......" His originally solemn face was replaced by a cynical smile.

Zhang Liuqi's sword was halfway through, he stopped castration, and said in disappointment: "What are you doing?

"This person is so pustuated that he doesn't dare to do it at all!"

"Do you expect him to breathe for us......"

"Coward!"

The audience pointed and pointed, and there was a commotion, all blaming Guan Qianjian.

"Do you hear it, everyone calls you a coward, a coward," Zhang Liuqi's eyes showed endless contempt: "Do you think I can only kill you in the ring? Even if you admit defeat in exchange for your life and walk out of the ring, I will still take your head!"

"Listen to me. Guan Qianjian dropped this sentence, ignored Zhang Liuqi and the sword in his hand, turned around and walked to the steps next to the ring.

"Looking at the momentum he showed at the beginning, his martial arts are not weak, although he may not be better than the surnamed Zhang, but he will do his best to fight a game, and he will not be so embarrassed and ridiculed and scolded, is this person so timid?" Elder Tang discussed with him.

Elder Tang shook his head and said, "You don't know, don't look at this person's age, his mind is so deep! Even you and I are a bunch of old guys, I'm afraid they are not as good as each other." He is not a timid person, when we met him on the road with the former master, that Zhang Shinephew once made a tentative move, and the tip of the sword was placed on the corner of his eye, and he didn't blink. I think he stopped halfway, there must be his intention. ”

On the other side, Fang Fang thought that Guan Xiaobao had already gone out and wanted to fight with Liuqi and then die, why did he suddenly change his mind when he glanced down at it? What did he see wrong?

Zhang Liuqi on the stage saw Guan Qianjian admit defeat when he said admit defeat, hung himself behind, regarded him as nothing, and felt that the contempt and humiliation he had suffered were so great, he shouted angrily: "Don't go!" caught up from behind, and stabbed the opponent in the back of the heart with a sword. (To be continued.) )