The corners of Huaikong's mouth moved slightly, revealing a very chic and moving smile, and after a while, he calmly raised his sword to take the move. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 But almost at the same time, his smile froze, and there was a slight panic in his eyes, and he almost hurriedly swung his sword.

The reason for this change was that he felt that the sound of the other party's sword, which was originally weak and soft, had suddenly increased several times when it was near, just like a bomb dropped in the distance, at first there was only a slight sound of breaking through the air, and when it suddenly exploded and made a loud noise, it was already in front of him, and it was useless to retreat, so he could only rush to meet the battle.

Although he reacted quickly, he was half a beat slower.

Strangely, a loud noise burrowed into the ears, and there was not the slightest unusual sensation other than the vibration of the ear drums.

Guan Qianjian's often oily voice came: "Just kidding, this trick is made up by myself, and it has no other use than to scare people." ”

Huaikong didn't listen to his explanation, and his heart was angry: Playing tricks in front of me again, I will make you regret it for the rest of your life! But if you're playing around like this, I don't know when it's time to take it seriously. If you continue to compare like this, you will not be able to tell the winner tomorrow. ”

Guan Qianjian said: "I have a way, you make a move, I will pick it up, as soon as I see that you have a powerful move, I don't dare to hang my son." Who would dare to joke with their lives?"

Huaikong said: "So I'm welcome." I'm afraid that my moves are not powerful enough to make you take them seriously......" he said, sinking into his horse, luck raising his arm, and slowly stabbing out with a sword.

This series of movements, once initiated, all the limbs and bones were filled with an incomparably flexible and powerful force, whether it was the bending of the knees, the falling of the shoulders, the clenching of the fingers, or the twisting of the wrists, all of them showed endless stamina, and the air flow around him was like a rock, which was being moved by him with difficulty and slowly.

Guan Qianjian knew that it was powerful, if he couldn't catch this sword, it would inevitably be blood-spattered on the spot; on the contrary, if this sword couldn't knock him down, then no one could predict the number of victories and defeats between the two. He didn't believe that Huaikong could use a more powerful move than this sword. And so it is.

Although it was compared to the sound of the sword, why didn't Huaikong's sword make any sound? At least to Guan Qianjian's feeling, the threat of sound could be completely ignored, causing a strong pressure, and what made him suffocate in an instant had nothing to do with sound.

Like a drowning person, what is the sound of water in his ears? It only adds to fear, but what really kills a person is the torrent of breathlessness.

He really felt that he was struggling in the stormy waves, and every time he was about to rise out of the water, there was a higher wave heading under him.

In fact, this is another realm in the "sound of the sword": the silent voice.

His mind was still clear. He saw Huaikong's right arm stretched straight, and the sword body changed up and down.

The immortal ape himself is not good at using swords, and he has always been crazy, and he actually taught his apprentice's swordsmanship decently, I really don't know how he did it. Or is it all due to Huaikong's own awareness?

Guan Qianjian didn't think much about it, his mind was attracted by the phantom of the enemy's sword, which was fast and slow, and he found that this phantom was always three fast and two slow, looping over and over again, and when it slowed down, it always made him have a strong desire and desire to rush out, and at the same time, the pressure on his body was also reduced, but then he was hit by a stronger impact, and that was the moment when the phantom accelerated.

The phantom alternates between fast and slow, although it is a moment of electric light, but as long as the knot is properly grasped, avoiding the real is false, and there is no possibility of making up the work with one blow.

It's a pity that since Huaikong launched an offensive, Guan Qianjian could only resist with all his might, and he was completely stuck in a situation of stagnation and exhaustion.

He couldn't last long. ――

The ending is the same anyway, so why not let it go?

There was a loud explosion in the ring again, and in the next moment, Guan Qianjian's figure was no longer embarrassed in one corner, but became all over the field, and the deafening sound became more and more compact, rolling endlessly, wave after wave.

He seized the opportunity of that moment to resist and stifle Huaikong's offensive, focusing on the guest and attacking on the defensive. The loud bang came from his sword.

In a short period of time, Huaikong also felt constrained, and there was no other way to do it except see the move.

Guan Qianjian suddenly woke up: "I said that I asked him to make a move, but I only accepted it, but now I am attacking so actively, others will say that I have no faith in my words." As soon as he thought of this, he put away his sword and retreated.

Huai Kong blocked the last sword, collected his internal strength, stood still, and wondered: "Why did you stop suddenly? Are you afraid that I won't be able to parry?"

Guan Qianjian said: "On the contrary, because I see that even if you attack a hundred more moves, you can also resolve it lightly, but I am afraid that if it goes on like this, it will be difficult to have a game, so according to the previous agreement, you attack and defend, so that you can divide the winner as soon as possible." ”

Huaikong chuckled, "So, you deliberately let me die of exhaustion." ”

Guan Qianjian said: "I just want to learn martial arts happily, and I don't care about anything else." ”

Lightning suddenly flashed in Huaikong's eyes, he took two steps, and said in a low voice: "If you can really do everything except martial arts, how good it would be!"

Guan Qianjian was slightly confused, but Huaikong didn't give him time to think, with a rare roughness, he broke off with a drink, followed by a sword with a thunderbolt in the clear sky.

This time the offense and defense are different from before, no longer an undercurrent and a quiet sound, but a tiger roaring and a dragon roaring, and the thunder oscillating. Except for the two masters, Mrs. Yi and Zhang Liuqi, the rest of the people could hardly distinguish which sound came from Huaikong and which one came from Guan Qianjian. There is only one point, but it does not take much eyesight to be able to see at a glance: there is hair on the head of the one who falls down, and it is the bald head that has the upper hand.

Guan Qianjian's green silk was scattered, sweating on his cheeks and back, and his situation was very good.

In the midst of his busy schedule, through the hair gap, he glanced at the audience, Yun Ni and his condensed face were all in sight: Yun Ni's ten fingers were twisted, his eyes were staring and his mouth was open, there was a lingering cloud on his forehead, and there was a wisp of lingering worry between his eyebrows, which was palpitation, heartache, unbearable, and pity...... "How can a husband be pitied!" Guan Qianjian couldn't stand her eyes.

Condensation had a calm smile, a hint of mockery.

Looking at Huaikong again, the expressions of the two are strikingly similar, and he also looks like he is winning.

With this distraction, Guan Qianjian felt even more tied and difficult to support. Suddenly, there was a pain in his left arm, and he was stabbed with a sword, although it was only a skin injury, but on the battle array, a little gain or loss was related to the overall situation, not to mention the injury and bleeding.

"Good! Good stab!" Many people in the audience cheered for Huaikong.

Some people even shouted: "Force him to surrender and admit defeat within three moves, otherwise simply take off his arm!"

Huaikong's face was even more proud.