Yang Yan held the sword to his chest, concentrating on luck, and suddenly stabbed out, the sword was like a rainbow, as if the years were gone, and he passed in an instant. ”

Duan Qianqiu saw that his sword light was so strong, and knew that his subordinates were not merciful, his current strength had not fully recovered, fortunately, relying on the Wanliu Guizong True Qi that was awakened by accident, his body had recovered about seventy percent, but the Wanliu Guizong True Qi was extremely peaceful, and it could even be said to be the Qi of health preservation, and it was not lethal, and it was a great loss in terms of facing the enemy in battle.

Yang Yan was so powerful that Duan Qianqiu couldn't fight hard, so he could only hide!

The poem he sang is also quite in line with the artistic conception: "The plum blossoms are pretty, but they wither in spring." As soon as the strong enemy arrived, his true qi died down, and I saw that his body shrank suddenly, and he slid out from under Yang Yan's left side.

Yang Yan was also quite surprised when his sword missed, but he immediately changed his move, reversed the hilt of the sword, and stabbed back!

I saw that the sword qi spread, like thousands of trees and pear blossoms, and even more like the emotional burst after a long absence.

In the chanting of his verses: "I will know where in the future, and the sudden meeting is a farewell feast." "The sword qi has already chased after Duan Qianqiu, and its sharp edge is like a scorching sun, and it is magnificent.

Duan Qianqiu felt a strong sword qi coming, his back was like a boulder, he hurriedly returned to the sect's true qi to resist, after a little offset, the sword qi weakened, and he was glad in his heart: "It's so dangerous!", his chest has been devoured by the sword qi, it turned out that Yang Yan's ** sword qi had quietly attacked from the front, and the sword pressure behind him was just a false move!

"Bang" The sword qi hit the chest, Duan Qianqiu forcibly endured the blood in his throat and did not spurt out!

He stubbornly swallowed the blood, his body spun like a spinning top, and he unloaded a part of his sword qi with his body technique, and chanted: "Shake the peach blossom fairy, raise your eyes to invite the bright moon." "His body is weird, and he is as shaky as a fallen leaf in the autumn wind, although Yang Yan's sword aura is strong, he can't help it for a while.

Yang Yuxin saw that Duan Qianqiu's situation was not good, but he still had the ability to parry, so his heart relaxed a little, so he also sat down and watched the battle.

Yang Heng muttered: "Why is he always hiding, he doesn't return a move, what kind of mystery is he playing?"

At this time, Yang Yan in the field suddenly slowed down, and the sword qi changed from sharp to chaotic, stretching like mountains winding, sinking like thousands of rocks, and his sword produced a sticky force, as if it could suck the surrounding air dry.

His third line of poetry also chanted: "No matter how red the peach blossoms are the brocade, the catkins are white and the cotton is hated." ”

Duan Qianqiu hadn't yet broken away from Yang Yan's sword net at this time, but he was sucked by his continuous sword qi and involuntarily crashed towards his sword.

In order to avoid blood splashing in the hall, Duan Qianqiu's steps became heavy, as if he was tearing off the invisible net.

But even so, he was still moving towards Yang Yan's sword, and Yang Yan's sword was slowly stabbing at him.

"I don't know the Buddha's previous scriptures, and I read it several times in the spring breeze. Duan Qianqiu chanted this sentence with difficulty, his Wanliu Guizong ** was gradually eroding Yang Yan's sword qi, and the two forces collided and fused, and the resulting qi waves, like a spring breeze, spread throughout the garden, and everyone in the field felt wave after wave of air pressure coming from their bodies, and they couldn't help but show surprise on their faces.

"It's so strong!" Yang Heng said secretly in his heart.

Although the true qi of the Wanliu Returning Sect can dissolve Yang Yan's sword qi, it must be completely dissipated, and the two of them must have the same skills.

Duan Qianqiu's skills have not recovered, how can he be Yang Yan's opponent, seeing that he is invincible and about to lose, Yang Yan chanted the last sentence: "Jiannan is still a scoundrel in the spring, and he is worried about people to the side of the wine." This sentence is the title of the whole poem, and it tells the anger of Providence at the time of parting.

As soon as this sentence came out, it was Yang Yan's final blow!

It is Yang Yan's true qi that surges, and the sword is sheng!

Duan Qianqiu's true qi was exhausted, and the person was sucked by the strength of the sword net, and rushed towards Yang Yan's fiery sword like a moth!

Seeing that it was the result of blood splashing on the spot, Yang Yuxin couldn't help but hide her face and scream out when she saw this, and Zheng Bingrong's face was gloomy, and his expression was also painful.

Lu Bangyan didn't think about it so much, he had already rushed out, he was shooting at Yang Yan!

He had to save Duan Qianqiu. He couldn't have imagined that Yang Yan was so strong.

Duan Qianqiu saw the death-like white light in the sword net, the sword in his hand was stuck by Yang Yan's sword, and there was no chance to break free, he wanted to let go, but found that his hand was also stuck to his own hilt.

And on the other side of the sword, Yang Yan's face was as cold as iron, and his face was as cold as frost, and it was getting closer and closer, like the fragrance of peach blossoms in the spring breeze.

"Am I going to die?" Duan Qianqiu suddenly felt ridiculous when he thought like this, he thought to himself: "I just crawled back from hell yesterday, and now I want to climb back again?" Just as he was thinking like this, his dantian qi suddenly surged like a tsunami.

That familiar, violent, indomitable true spirit is back!

And it's not just a flash in the pan, but a continuous, surging gushing out of the dantian.

Duan Qianqiu suddenly roared, and in an instant, he clearly felt the power of the ninth realm of the Golden Stone Divine Skill.

But he didn't want to kill now, and he tried his best to control this violent impulse!

"The flowers melt away," he muttered.

With every word he spoke, the sword light of the long sword in his hand skyrocketed by a foot, and in the end, his sword qi was not only completely out of Yang Yan's control, but also pointed at Yang Yan's throat in the air!

Duan Qianqiu's chest and dantian suffocated true qi had nowhere to vent......

"You Zizhiyan!" When he said the last sentence, the person had already spun and soared into the air, and the sword qi of the long sword in his hand withdrew from Yang Yan's throat, and when it flew into the air, the energy of his whole body was swept out from the sword blade and burst out from the sky!

The wind was blowing in the sky over the flower garden, but when it landed on the peach blossom branches of the flower garden, it had already turned into a warm wind, and the colorful peach petals slowly fell from the branches, covering the splendid scenery of the place.

When Duan Qianqiu landed on the ground from the sky, the anger on his face had completely disappeared, and he only showed a warm and peaceful piece like jade.

"Lord Yang, concede!" Duan Qianqiu said slowly.

Yang Yan's face was as usual, and he said lightly: "Brother Duan, you're polite." Brother Duan has no talent and martial arts, and he is too much higher than me, so Yang Yan obeys. I lost this poetry and sword dance competition. ”

Lu Bangyan was originally attacking Yang Yan, but when he saw Duan Qianqiu's sudden change, he was surprised and inexplicable, so he stopped moving forward. The change in the fierce battle between the two was too fast, he couldn't react for a while, he stood on the spot, and when he looked at it again, Duan Qianqiu had already won!

Everyone in the garden was stunned by this competition, especially by Duan Qianqiu's incomparable final blow, and the vertical and horizontal sword qi that could be sent and received freely.

Yang Heng smiled and said: "Duan Qianqiu, when Xin'er returned to Yehuang, she told me about your slap of Yan Song, I still don't believe it, now it seems that you really have this strength." Duan Qianqiu stepped forward to listen to the seal!"

"Duan Qianqiu, you save Xin'er, Rong'er is on the Qingyan boat, and you use thaumaturgy to heal Xin'er's poison and injuries, and also kill the world's giant evil Yan Song, all three are miraculous feats, I now seal you as the captain of Zuo Yulin Army Guoyi, under the command of Lu Bangyan. If you accumulate military merits in the future, you will have a bigger reward. ”

Duan Qianqiu didn't expect this to be the result in his heart, although he was surprised, but the holy decree was issued, so he bowed to the earth and received the decree, shouting long live.