Chapter 161: Sword Strike

The two stood opposite each other.

There was silence for a while, only the two of them were agitated, raising dust and wind, and startling the fallen leaves.

After a long time, Chen Yuan said: "I thought you were timid. ”

Qin Xianyu said with a smile: "If I am too timid to come, and I can make Brother Chen stop fighting, then it will be the best." ”

Chen Yuan also laughed, raised his head slightly, and said, "I thought that if you really didn't come, I would go to find you." ”

Qin Xianyu nodded slightly and said, "Xiaodao knows that he can't hide from this left and right, so he came." ”

Chen Yuan nodded slightly, and his feet paused slightly.

Poof!

A crack burst into the ground.

Qin Xianyu's heart was slightly cold, and he took a step back.

In an instant, under his feet, a long thorn of cone of earth stretched out and grazed his feet.

Only then did he avoid the long thorn of the cone of earth, and saw a white ruler fall in front of him.

The white ruler was clean and immaculate, and the red streamer above was overflowing, but it was not released.

Before the white ruler, there are transparent ripples and colorless ripples.

Qin Xianyu's eyes froze, and he slowed down.

It is clear that there is a strong force attached to the white ruler, which comes very quickly, so the air before the white ruler does not have time to overflow, and is suppressed by the white ruler, thus forming colorless ripples and transparent ripples.

The best choice at the moment is naturally to draw his sword to greet him, but Qin Xianyu also knows that Chen Yuan has the upper hand when he is preemptive. At this moment, even if he drew his sword in time, he could only block it in a hurry, and then he was completely downwind.

He took a deep breath and moved his legs and feet, trembling like a golden cicada's wings.

The little Taoist priest's body turned into a puff of smoke and disappeared in place.

Chen Yuan passed through the dust and smoke and fell one foot at a time.

Dongyue ruler is empty. The tip of the white ruler fell to the ground.

Boom!

A crater was blown out of the ground. It is more than two feet wide. Half a foot deep.

The people watching the battle were all shocked, and some people even gasped.

"It's amazing!"

"Actually knocked out the void with traces?"

"This land has been strengthened by Qin Tianjian for many days, and it is still a big hole by his ruler, Chen Yuan's ruler is really extraordinary, showing the strength of the Tiangang realm. ”

"If this foot falls on ordinary land, do you have to make a pond?"

Whether it is the seniors on the high platform, or the cultivators who watched this battle with the help of the male and female gray frogs of the Tianshan Mountains. Or the many disciples of Qin Tianjian all exclaimed in surprise.

The old man surnamed Luo, who was perfect, showed a solemn look and exclaimed: "What a Chen Yuan, his grasp of strength and strength is simply exquisite. ”

This senior appreciated not only the power of this foot, but also the long thorn of the cone in front.

Ordinary cultivators may think that this is Chen Yuan's secret technique, but only those who are cultivators can see that Chen Yuan's first kick is only controlled by his own strength.

That kick fell. Step out of the crack, and then the forces add and overlap. The rocks and soil squeezed each other, and finally at Qin Xianyu's feet, a long thorn of soil cone stretched out.

Then Chen Yuan took the opportunity to make trouble, through the dust and smoke, and fell one foot, which shows that he has an excellent grasp of the opportunity.

The grasp of strength and strength is exquisite. Its timing is also very good.

Luo Lao was amazed, and thought even more: "Chen Yuan is certainly powerful, but if Yuhua Daojun can dodge it lightly, it is not necessarily inferior." It's just that the two of them have poor cultivation after all, and Chen Yuansheng is even bigger. ”

When everyone was admiring Chen Yuan's astonishment, there was suddenly a sharp sound.

It was the sound of a long sword piercing through the air.

When Qin Xianyu dodged Chen Yuan's foot, he walked around behind him with cicada wings, and did not let go of this great opportunity. He pulled out the Qingli sword in his hand and fell towards Chen Yuan's back.

The sword fell.

There were also colorless ripples around the blade, which were transparent and rippled, not only because Qin Xianyu's sword fell extremely quickly, but also because the power of the fire talisman on the blade distorted the air.

Chen Yuan's expression did not change, his backhand was one foot, and he hit back.

"This Feather Dao Monarch is too unwise. ”

Although the cultivators were surprised that the Feather Dao Monarch could also slash out a distorted void with a single sword, they didn't think that he could resist Chen Yuan's foot.

Although Chen Yuan backhanded a foot and only resisted in a hurry, he was the realm of Tiangang, which was a realm higher than the Earth Demon of the Feather Dao Monarch. In terms of strength, the gap between the two is like a man in his forties who is in the prime of life, and a teenager who has not yet grown up, the gap is very obvious.

Although Chen Yuan was in a hurry, everyone seemed to have foreseen the scene where Dongyue Qi knocked the Qingli Sword out of his hand after the ruler sword intersected.

Bell bang!

Sword Strike!

Qin Xianyu only felt a huge force coming from his hand, and he could barely hold the Qingli Sword.

This feeling is quite familiar, just like the first time you practice kendo, you slash the long sword on the firewood, and immediately there is a force to fight back, and it is almost difficult to hold.

But that's no longer the case.

Qin Xianyu's eyes condensed slightly, and he clenched the Qingli sword.

I don't know how many times this sword has been swung down, how can I still let the magic sword get out of my hand?

Qin Xianyu only took a step back, and the sword did not take off.

And Chen Yuan also felt that there was a huge force above Dongyue's ruler, pushing him forward.

Chen Yuan pressed his hand on the ground in front of him, so as not to fall to the ground, he turned forward and stood on the courtyard wall.

"Underestimate you. ”

Chen Yuan turned around with a heavy expression.

Qin Xianyu was silent, raised his sword slightly, and pointed at Chen Yuan from afar.

The people watching the battle originally thought that after the sword exchange, the Qingli sword of Yuhua Daojun would get out of his hand, but he only took a step back, but Chen Yuan couldn't stand the force and fell forward.

Although Chen Yuan was not in a good position at that time, and he couldn't do his best with a backhand, from this scene, Yuhua Daojun had the upper hand.

Leaving aside the disadvantage of Chen Yuan's hasty attack, the sword of Yuhua Daojun is obviously not inferior to him.

"Impossible!"

"Not to mention the magic powers, but in terms of strength, compared to the realm of the earth, this realm of Tiangang is like a strong man and a child, but what's going on?"

Everyone was amazed.

"On the Feather Dao Jun Sword, there seems to be an extraordinary charm, as if it fits a certain trajectory. ”

Next to the pond, an old man said: "Actually, this sword still can't escape the scope of the earth's evil cultivation, but when he takes out the sword, it seems that he has made the best use of everything, and every bit of strength is used just right. ”

Someone turned his head to look and saw that the old man was dressed in blue-gray clothes, holding a long banner in his arms, and the word fortune-telling was written on the flag.

The old man, who obviously looked like a god, said lightly: "The human body has ten percent strength, but ordinary people may not be able to use two or three percent, and only those who practice martial arts know how to use skills and use more strength." Previously, Chen Yuan's standing posture was not good, and it was not easy to exert his strength with a foot of backhand, so he couldn't exert the strength that Tiangang level should have, but was repelled by the incisive power of the earth's evil powers. ”

When someone heard this, they immediately sneered and said: "Just looking at Chen Yuan's kick to push the rock and soil, you can see that he has an excellent control of strength." In the past, it was just an accident, but now it is a head-to-head opposite, and the Feather Dao Monarch, who is inferior in cultivation, is only afraid of danger. ”

"Not necessarily. ”

The old man smiled and gestured towards the pond.

The crowd turned their heads to look.

The young man in the Taoist robe in the reflection of the pond has a horizontal sword in front of his chest.

His mouth opened slightly, and a white qi slowly came out and landed on the Qingli Sword.

On top of the sword body that was as clear as water, a layer of jade appeared.

Then, with a sword pointing forward, the momentum rose sharply. (To be continued......)

ps: There are two cats in the book review area, I wanted to say something, don't go too far...... Later, it turned out that it was redundant, and it may just be love and kill each other.