Except for a few masters, no one else knew that Zhu Wen and Zhou Yixin had already fought in one move. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

Xiyun, Liu and the others were all surprised, Zhou Yixin drew his sword and showed his swordsmanship to the extreme!

The onlookers were all holding their breath and staring with full attention, many of them were so excited that their legs trembled, and some of them clenched their fists tightly, as if they were more nervous than the two in the duel.

"Ah~!" Two bursts of shouts suddenly sounded, as if some kind of tacit understanding, Zhu Wen and Zhou Yixin started at the same time, the distance of four zhang crossed in the blink of an eye, and the two long swords collided together.

The first move, the two big swordsmen actually fought directly with internal force, the same move slashed down, the two swords fought in the air, in terms of moves, the second- and third-rate martial artists in the rivers and lakes can also use such a move, but in terms of momentum, I am afraid that no one can come out of these two people.

"Bell~" There was a muffled thunder, the violent air wave exploded, the wind rolled four, the sword qi rushed down, and a crack opened on the ground, which was two feet long and two feet deep, completely penetrating the floor tiles.

"Wow~" exclaimed, such a fierce exchange had never been seen before, many people were blown by the strong wind, their skin seemed to be torn, and they were chilled.

"Bell bell bell ~" second, third, and fourth moves, the two master-level swordsmen in the world actually used swords as swords, slashing and slashing, both feet smashed the floor tiles, stood firmly, two feet apart, two swords slashed violently, or left or right or middle, as fast as thunder, in the blink of an eye, more than a dozen swords have been cut, as long as anyone is a little slower, immediately give a point and two halves.

But neither of them was slow for half a minute, and they exchanged blows again and again, and the ground exploded into cracks, extending on all sides, except for the area behind the feet of the two people intact, the rest of the place was in tatters, and one of them was even blasted out of a large pit more than two feet deep, and countless gravel was scattered by the strong wind, and many people were beaten to the head and bleeding.

Everyone was shocked, covered their mouths and exclaimed, how have they ever seen a sect craftsman swordsman duel in this way?! The Qingyun Sword is famous in the rivers and lakes, and Zhou Yixin doesn't know what kind of sword it is in his hand, but he can fight with the Qingyun Sword so violently without being damaged. And Zhou Yixin slashed with a sword in both hands, and Zhu Wen only had one left arm, and his strength was not weak at all, which was amazing.

"Bell~" Another muffled sound, the strength of the collision, the two of them shot out in unison, has not been able to fully vent out, to the two of the sword blades continue to wrap into the center of the fight of the strong current at this time completely exploded, "pop" a strange sound, the sky is full of broken bricks and stones, the wind swept out, everyone screamed and dodged, and the two parties had to dance the long sword to resist.

"Ahhh

This strong wind has been accumulated for a long time, and it is so strong that it suddenly bursts open, and the space in the center is shaking endlessly, giving birth to strange ripples, which are like tearing apart, and it is extremely terrifying.

Xiyun and the others all changed their faces, and they could naturally see that the reason why Zhu Wen and Zhou Yixin no longer slashed each other was precisely because the backlash of this strong wind was so strong that they couldn't resist it.

The wind stopped, and the center of the martial arts arena, which was originally full of rubble, suddenly became clean again, and all the rocks flew violently, leaving only a large pit with a diameter of three feet and a depth of two feet in the middle, and the cracks radiating from all sides with the pit as the center, proving how fierce the battle just now was.

Zhu Wen and Zhou Yixin were both wheezing and wheezing, such a dramatic fight consumed the most internal strength, and they couldn't bear it with the ability of the master craftsman, both of them were steaming and sweating.

The onlookers were shocked one by one, broke out in a cold sweat, blew by the north wind, got goosebumps, and shouted in their hearts: "Are these two guys still swordsmen? Butchers who kill pigs, what kind of swordsmanship is this!"

But there are also some people who are enthusiastic when they see it, and they wish they could find someone to slash a few knives and axes, but if they want to cut with the two people on the field, they are unwilling.

There was silence, no one made a sound, only Zhu Wen and Zhou Yixin's breathing came into everyone's ears, and both of them spewed white gas in their mouths, shrouded in a white mist like a cloud of smoke.

I don't know how long it took, suddenly, two rays of lightning shot out of the two white mist, and the white mist remained in place, and the blue and white shadows in it had already converged in the center, fighting together.

I saw the cold light flickering, the blue shadow and the white shadow were entangled together, I couldn't tell who was who at all, the dazzling sword light exploded and spread, it seemed that the blue and white figures had penetrated the dense sword light countless times, but neither of the two people in the fierce battle made a sound, only the sound of the gold and iron clash kept ringing.

Everyone showed a look of horror, such a dense exchange of sounds, how fast did these two people draw their swords?!

For a while, the white shadow is in the east, the blue shadow is in the west, the blue shadow is in the south for a while, the white shadow is in the north, and sometimes it is even up and down, and only the master of the sect craftsman level can distinguish the two in the audience, and the rest of the people can only see the two groups of sword shadows at most, and they can't even tell who is attacking and who is defending.

Lilac clenched her fists nervously, staring intently, her eyes were open painfully, but she didn't dare to close them, but she still couldn't see clearly, and hurriedly asked Xiyun, "How is it?

Xiyun was silent, and shook his head with a serious face.

On the side of the Demon Gate, Jia Qianjiang, Tie Yiye and others all changed their faces, no wonder Zhou Yixin dared to say that he could defeat Tie Yiye and seize the position of the master of the Demon Gate with force, this kind of swordsmanship is indeed shocking and crying ghosts and gods.

Jia Qianjiang couldn't help but regret a little, silently exchanged glances with Hao Tonghai, or underestimated Zhou Yixin, this guy has been extremely talented since he was a child, and he can often draw inferences from one another, even if it is an ordinary Qishan Sword Sect swordsmanship, he can also stand out from the cardinal and go to the next level.

Liu Jinjin and Jin Mingzhan watched the battle intently, their eyes were extremely hot, countless sword lights flashed in their pupils, fast as lightning, fine as weaving, and their hearts applauded the exquisite moves of the two people in the field, and the battle spirit became more and more hot.

Zhu Wen has unfolded the "Qingtian Thirty-six Styles" of the highest level of "Qingyun Sword Technique", and his wonderful hands are repeated, his body shape is uncertain, and the tip of the sword is exposed to clumps of blue flowers, overwhelmingly flocking to Zhou Yixin.

Zhou Yixin fell into the downwind, but insisted on being undefeated, the terrifying pressure seemed to make his swordsmanship stronger and stronger, as if he was constantly learning to break through in the duel, whenever he resisted a fierce attack, the next wave of response was a little more free, and the counterattack in the interval was extremely powerful, and the moves all had the ability to turn defeat into victory, and kill with a sword. Seeing that Liu Jinjin and Jin Mingzhan were secretly frightened, they sweated for Zhu Wen.

And Zhu Wen's swordsmanship made the two of them even more amazed, the "Qingtian Thirty-six Styles" is called the Thirty-six Styles, but it seems endless, occasionally seeing a move seems familiar, as if he has done it once, think about it carefully, and there are strange changes, extremely subtle, difficult to guess.

At this point in the fierce battle, the outcome is still not clear, but the masters on the sidelines know that this battle may come to an abrupt end at any time, or even without warning. (To be continued.) )