The voices of the outside world have been isolated, and the five senses of the two people in the battle are all concentrated on each other's swords, and they have attacked three times, and there is no need to fight anymore for internal cultivation, and the two of them have a phantasm under their feet, and their bodies are blurred. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Under the scorching sun, I saw a black cloud blurring the figure, one of which was a white sword light and two wisps of sword blade cold light were always chasing each other, and the roaring sound was like rain hitting the pipa, endlessly, sharp and sonorous, making people's ears hurt.

The people on the other three sides of the square retreated farther and farther, the two of them wandered away, the sword qi was soaring, and deep sword marks appeared on the granite, and some rock slabs directly burst and exploded, which was amazingly powerful.

Everyone in Xiyun in front of the tower watched the battle intently, and the life-and-death duel between the two most promising young swordsmen in the world would definitely benefit people of their level. At the same time, they cautiously opened a corner of the realm to protect the pagoda, and scattered the sword qi that rushed away.

Liu's swordsmanship today is as fast as a charm, and it is elusive, but the turning point is rigorous, and it has a majestic bearing.

Jin Mingzhan's swordsmanship is majestic and solemn, opening and closing, but the changes are delicate and flexible, and the ingenuity is unique, so that there is no gap between the moves, and it is integrated, even Lu Xin nodded his head, and said in a loud voice: "Good swordsmanship, good swordsmanship." ”

After looking at it for a long time, Lu Xin frowned slightly and muttered, "It seems, it seems." ”

Tang Kunlang also seemed to see something, but he was not sure, and asked, "What does it look like?"

"Their swordsmanship, of course. ”

Standing on both sides of the tower gate were Tang Tian and Du Kefeng, who not only paid attention to the two people who were fighting, but also paid great attention to the two bigwigs in the shadows, and when they heard their conversation, they all showed surprise. Liu and Jin Mingzhan's swordsmanship are very similar today? It should be said that they are very different, and they are even two completely different directions.

If someone else said this, of course they could, and even had to scoff at it, but it was Grandmaster Lu Xin who said it. Tang Tian and Du Kefeng both looked at the swordsmanship of the two more attentively, but they still couldn't see the slightest resemblance, they didn't feel that they were blind, let alone that Lu Xin was blind, so they had to be depressed in their hearts.

At this time, Du Kefeng heard Xiyun's slightly puzzled voice next to him, "...... them Odd. ”

Du Kefeng's heart trembled, and he asked, "What's strange?" and thought to himself, "Don't say you can see it." ”

Xiyun frowned and replied, "Their swordsmanship seems to be ......"

Du Kefeng's eyes widened suddenly, and he almost collapsed, could this guy actually see what Master Lu Xin saw? Even Tang Kunlang couldn't see what those eyes on his demon body were so powerful?

“...... Kind of. ”

Du Kefeng was stunned for a moment, and secretly breathed a sigh of relief, it turned out that you said "it seems to be a little like", but fortunately it was not "good, like", and the depression in his heart still increased a point.

Xiyun was a little puzzled, just as Tang Tian and Du Kefeng observed, Liu Jinjin and Jin Mingzhan's swordsmanship were almost two completely different directions, but if you dig deeper, wouldn't the two poles of yin and yang be different, but the source is the same, isn't this "like"?

No one expected that the battle between Liu today and Jin Mingzhan would be stalemate for two hours, and the shadow changed from short to long, and gradually, the shadow of the pagoda covered the entire square. But the white sword light and the two wisps of cold light were still bright, but the speed of the two of them had slowed down and their strength had weakened.

Most of the spectators were sweating in their palms, nervous, knowing that the winner was about to be decided. Many people have a position, hoping that Jin Mingzhan of Sword God Mountain will win, the sword demon is a demon after all, rampant and ruthless, ruthless, Sword God Mountain is a holy place.

What's more, such as Fu Shan and Fu Qin, brothers and sisters, wished that Jin Ming would show his might, and cut Liu into two with a sword.

Some people did not have a clear position, thanks to these two supreme swordsmen for presenting such a fierce and wonderful dragon fight, even at this moment of stalemate, the two are still fast, strong, steady, amazing endurance, and a clever trick to fall out.

There are few hopes for Liu to win today.

"Boom~" collided again, and the two of them each retreated five feet. At this point in the duel, the two of them almost showed their abilities in their moves, and neither of them could overpower the other.

Liu is very happy today, the swordsmanship learned in this cave really lives up to his expectations, and he is not inferior to the descendants of the Sword God Mountain who has the reputation of the Sword God, and he even feels that he only needs to be one point faster, or one more point to change, he can win, but he can't do it for the time being.

Jin Mingzhan's whole body was wet with sweat, his face was red, and his breathing was heavy, but his spirit was not relaxed at all, from childhood to adulthood, he had to squeeze his physical strength dry every day of training before stopping, and fatigue could never defeat him.

The four eyes shine with the same tenacity, the same persistence, the same pursuit.

"Ahh

Xiyun and the others have all withdrawn from the realm, and at this moment, the two people in the duel are already at the end of their crossbows, and they can no longer hurt the pagoda, but there is no intact rock slab on the ground of the square, and no matter how stiff the granite is, it can't withstand their sword edge.

"Ding Ding Ding, Ding Ding Bell" In the fierce exchange of blows, the two of them couldn't help but change their shapes, and the sword blade dragged more and more blood on each other's body, and the non-fatal damage, the two had no more mind and physical strength to dodge, blood splashed, and both of them were looking for a chance to win and kill the enemy.

The spectators turned pale at this moment, and they could already see the movements of the two of them, and the excitement was not as good as before, but the tragic situation made people's hearts beat wildly and their blood was full of blood.

Liu's eyes suddenly revealed two clouds of essence today, and it was now!

Jin Mingzhan immediately had a feeling, but there was a trace of incomprehension in his eyes, because this was by no means a good time, or even a bad choice, Liu should not be so eager to win today!

After three consecutive attacks, Liu forced Jin Mingzhan's big sword to the right side of his body today, and then violently lifted it, and the long sword jumped up from the slightly lower position on the right, and went up with the ultimate force, picking it up at Jin Mingzhan's throat, he saw Jin Mingzhan's big sword moving over to block, and said in his heart: "Win!"

Jin Mingzhan's eyes lit up, and he also shouted in his heart, "Win!" But there was a trace of desolation, Liu was going to die today, and he would never meet such a sword friend and sword enemy in the future. His swordsmanship has reached the realm of the mystical realm of weightlifting, and the great sword Qiao is folded, turned into a right hand upside down, and brought to his chest with an extremely dexterous arc.

He knew what would happen next, the great sword would be nearly ninety degrees upright when it reached his chest, and Liu's sword would be in front of his chest at that time, not as far as his throat. Then Liu will knock his sword jaw one foot away from the tip of his sword today, block the light and thin with the thick and heavy, and block the far end of the power that is difficult to reach with the proximal end of the power, so naturally it does not take a lot of force. With this block, he will twist the lead, and with a slight pressure on his wrist, the sword head that droops to the ground will naturally outward and pierce into Liu's abdomen - win and kill the enemy!

All this flashed through his brain, and Jin Mingzhan's reaction was not wrong at all. And he was a little sad in his heart, and he also had some doubts, the duel was so far, Liu should know that he would definitely have time to stop it today, and he would die together, why was he so decisive?!

Xiyun, Du Kefeng, and the others all widened their eyes, and with their eyesight, they immediately judged that this sword would be divided into life and death!

"Ding~" The two swords exchanged blows, and the position was not bad at all, as Jin Mingzhan expected.

The tip of the sword suddenly flew up, and the white light flashed - the sword was broken, and Liu's sword was broken today. A group of people outside the venue exclaimed, everyone looked happy, and Jin Mingzhan wanted to win.

But Jin Mingzhan's face turned pale, it shouldn't be! The sword shouldn't be broken.

The two swords clashed, the tip of the sword fell, and the sword momentum that Liu flew up today was slightly sluggish, and the broken sword immediately stood up and stabbed Jin Mingzhan in the heart.

"Yes, yes, that's it, that's it. Jin Mingzhan roared loudly in his heart, the big sword was stirred by the power of the broken sword, and it condensed slightly, and the head of the sword was still cocked and pierced into Liu Jin's abdomen, but he knew that he was one point late, and this point would decide that he would lose, and he would die completely, and Liu was afraid that he would only live a few more moments than himself today, because his sword would always have some residual strength to pierce Liu Jin's abdomen, the big sword was powerful, and Liu would not be able to live today, but Liu still won today.

"You won, if my sword can be broken, I will do the same, this is the only choice, the only victory. Jin Mingzhan made eye contact with Liu today.

"Yes, I know you will. ”

At the last moment of life, everything became particularly clear, slow, and profound, and both of them were extremely quiet, and they realized the mysterious realm of kendo, giving and taking, the same.

The onlookers have not yet seen the truth, but Xiyun and the others have seen the movement of the two swords clearly, and they also know the inevitable result, and they have a bit of tragic emotions in their hearts, these two people died with their lives, and on the road of the sword, they are nobler than anyone else.

At this time, in a lush deep mountain, a young man in a blue shirt walked through a bamboo forest and came to an open place. The mountain breeze blows, which makes people feel refreshed. The young man was overjoyed when he saw a bamboo house not far away, and his face was a little haggard.

The young man has handsome eyebrows, a long sword hanging from his waist, and although his beard is unshaven, his figure still gives people a sense of majesty. His throat moved, and with a solemn look, he walked lightly towards the bamboo house.

The bamboo house has doors and no panels, and there are windows that are not covered, and the windows are just loaded into a red sunset. When the young man saw this scene, his heart was relaxed and emotional, and tears appeared in his eyes. He forcibly collected his mind, hugged his fists and bowed, and said in a trembling voice: "Qing, Zhu Wen of the Cloud Sword Sect, ask to see An Daoling's seniors." ”

The bamboo house is silent, and the wind flows through the doors and windows, bringing out a wisp of tea fragrance. There is a low yellow bamboo coffee table in the house, and there is a red clay pot on the coffee table, the lid is open, the tea leaves are slightly dry, and the people are not there.

This young man is Zhu Wen in the rainstorm, but he is no longer as radiant as he was at the beginning, and he only sees the color of wind and frost anxiety. What he asked to see was An Daoling, Grandmaster An Daoling! )