"Xiaodan, who do you think will win between the two of them?"
From King Yong's perspective, he naturally couldn't tell who of the two would win in the end, but this did not prevent him from being a person who was not ashamed to ask questions.
Lei Xiaodan smiled and said: "It's hard to say now, but victory will also be a miserable victory, and defeat will also be a miserable defeat."
King Yong frowned: "Speak in human terms."
Chu Qingge, who was next to King Yong, explained: "Master Lei means that Wu Huan and Jian Wusheng are about the same strength. No matter who wins or loses, they will have to pay a heavy price."
Lei Xiaodan smiled and said, "The princess is smart."
"Wu Huan?" King Yong's attention was focused on what Chu Qingge called Ye Qing: "When did you become so familiar with that kid?"
Chu Qingge said calmly: "We are both from Jing'an Division, so we are naturally familiar with each other."
"Huh." King Yong didn't believe it, and snorted coldly: "That kid will definitely lose."
Chu Qingge smiled softly, the wind was light and the clouds were calm.
In the fantasy world, the river has sunk more than ten feet, forming a spectacular picture, and in the center of the sunken area is Ye Qing.
The moment Ye Qing's feet touched the river, the entire river trembled silently, and waves tens of feet high poured down, drowning Ye Qing.
When the river water poured back to fill the depression, Jian Wusheng stood on the sword, holding the long sword, and kept swinging it. The sword energy was vertical and horizontal, shining in Jiuzhou, like a swordsman practicing swordsmanship in the clouds and heavens.
The sword energy enters the river, the river becomes the sword, and the sword becomes the river.
The whole river was filled with wind and thunder, and it surged like a frying pan.
"Brother Ye is in danger."
Outside the ring, Luo Zhan frowned and looked solemn.
"What do you say?" Gao Ning'an asked. Chu Nianjiu and Lin Yuhuai also looked at Luo Zhan.
Luo Zhan said: "Jian Wusheng's sword not only forced Brother Ye into the river, but also injected the sword energy and sword intention of the Wusheng Wusheng Sword into the river. The current river is Jian Wusheng's sword." sword."
"Brother Ye is now trapped in the sword energy and sword intention of Wushengwujian, so it is naturally extremely dangerous."
"Ah... Then Wu Huan is doomed, isn't he?" Gao Ning'an's eyes widened: "I just laid down a thousand taels of snowflakes and silver at the foot of the mountain to bet that Wu Huan would win?"
"This is all my wealth. If Wu Huan loses, I won't even have the money to marry a wife."
"I also bet five hundred taels. If I had known, I would have lost to Wu Huan." Chu Nianjiu also sighed.
"Yeah, I regret it, I regret it." Gao Ning'an sighed.
Luo Zhan: "..."
Lin Yuhuai: "..."
They are indeed superficial brothers.
"Haha... I just said that kid can't win!" King Yong looked at Chu Qingge and said proudly.
"I believe in Wu Huan." Chu Qingge smiled lightly, his eyes bright and clear.
As soon as Chu Qingge finished speaking, there were sudden waves on the river.
I saw that the river surface within a radius of ten feet was slowly rising.
Like a giant rising up from the river.
On the surface of the river, Jian Wusheng's face changed slightly. He held the sword across his chest, holding the hilt with one hand and pressing the tip of the sword with the other, slowly pressing down.
The swollen river surface slowly sinks.
After a few breaths, the river surface slowly rose again. Jian Wusheng's body trembled, and the long sword in his hand slowly bent like a crescent moon.
"boom……"
Finally, the bulging river exploded, and Jian Wusheng stepped back on the waves, flicking a finger on the long sword that was curved like a crescent moon.
The splashing water waves scattered like a drizzle as if hit by an invisible force.
The drizzle was like a dream, beautiful, but Jian Wusheng's expression changed drastically, and the sword energy around him was like water waves, constantly rippling.
The water drops falling like rain are full of sharp swords.
At the same time, a crimson sword light appeared in his eyes. The sword light was like a dream, touching the soul, but also fascinating.
With just one glance, Jian Wusheng felt a fatal crisis, huge fear grew in his heart, and his mind trembled.
"Impossible"
Jian Wusheng hung his long sword upside down, and the sword light intertwined, like a feather coat, covering the whole body, and at the same time breaking away the fear in his heart.
The Inanimate and Selfless Sword is a sword that kills extremes. It only attacks, but does not defend. The Wuji Wuji stance is a rare defensive stance among the Inanimate and Selfless Sword. It not only protects the body, but also protects the spirit, but it is still not separated from the Wuji. The offensive nature of the Sheng Wu Wo Sword combines offense with defense. As long as any move is made to attack his body, the sword light intertwined with his body will be shot out to attack others.
But when the sword light formed, Jian Wusheng suddenly felt a pain in his chest.
When he lowered his head, he saw a scar on his chest, with blood pouring out and white bones exposed.
"What a fast knife!"
Jian Wusheng frowned, that knife actually hurt him before his Wu-I Wuji was formed.
"I didn't expect that Brother Ye's sword skills are not weaker than boxing skills?!"
"It's disrespectful to come and go without reciprocating. It makes Brother Wusheng laugh." Ye Qing appeared behind Jian Wusheng. The hand hanging on his waist was holding a long knife that was as slender and charming as a beauty.
The knife is like a beauty, but the person holding the knife is quite embarrassed.
At this time, Ye Qing's clothes were in tatters and soaked in blood, and his body was covered with dense scars, just like Ling Chi.
The blood flowing from the scars was naturally mixed with wisps of sword energy.
Previously, he was accidentally forced into the river by Jian Wusheng's sword. Then Jian Wusheng's sword energy entered the rivers and lakes, trapping him at the bottom of the river like a cage. The rivers were swords, the swords were rivers, and there were countless swordsmen everywhere in the rivers. The sword energy and sword intention of Shengwuwo Sword made it inevitable for him to avoid it.
In desperation, he could only rely on brute force to forcefully break through the sword energy prison of Jian Wu Sheng Wu Sheng. However, even so, the sword energy of Wu Sheng Wu Wo Sword also invaded his body. Even with his physique, he could not survive within a short period of time. Unable to get rid of the sword energy in the body, the sword energy soaked into the wound and could not be healed.
Not only that, his spiritual sea of consciousness was also infiltrated by the sword intention of the Inanimate and Selfless Sword. The sword intention full of annihilation and killing was crisscrossing the sea of consciousness, making him quite uncomfortable.
After breaking through the sword energy cage, he knew that without using some special skills, it would be really difficult to defeat Jian Wusheng with only the Hunshi Demon Ape's true body and boxing skills.
After all, this time the two of them were fighting in the middle of a river, which was quite disadvantageous for him to use his true form of the Demonic Ape.
The real body of the Demonic Ape is mainly based on strength. The power rises from the ground. The river is soft and there is nowhere to use the force, which greatly reduces the power of the Demonic Ape. So he used the red sleeves and the "Spring Breeze and Drizzle Knife".
Swords and swords complement each other, right?
Since he decided to use a knife, he had to give Jian Wusheng a meeting gift no matter what.
After all, Jian Wusheng's sword energy filled the river and left him injured. It was rude to come and go without reciprocating. If he didn't give the other party a little greeting gift, wouldn't it look like he was stingy?
Therefore, the moment he broke through the sword energy prison, he used one of the killing moves in "Spring Breeze Drizzle Knife" - Soul Chasing.
Chasing souls and taking lives, all in one thought.
Chasing souls also focuses on speed, and even in terms of speed alone, it exceeds Jian Wusheng's selflessness in killing living things. In addition, the attack is unprepared and unexpected, so Jian Wusheng was injured with just one strike.
It's just a pity that Jian Wusheng's reaction was not slow, and his soul-chasing move didn't really lead to a life-threatening soul-chasing move.
However, chasing the soul is just a meeting gift, and the next step is the big gift.
"Brother Wusheng, be careful."
After the words came out, Ye Qing turned around and walked straight towards Jian Wusheng with many phantoms.
Before anyone arrived, the spring breeze was already lingering in the air, and the light of the sword was like a dream.
Jian Wusheng also stabbed quickly with his sword. The sword energy was flowing in and out, as cold as the cold wind.
The sword without life is very fast;
Ye Qing's sword is not slow either.
The sword moves without life are not limited to the mud, and are ever-changing;
Ye Qing's sword style is unconventional and unrestrained.
When the two of them fight, it's like the ever-changing wind and clouds. The wind has no permanent shape, the clouds have no fixed pattern, and the moves change in many ways, informally and at will, just like two masters of painting, using the sky and the earth as the paper, and the mind as the pen. The splash of ink is full of wonderful pens, flowers, storms, and ghosts and gods weeping.
For a moment, only the light and shadow of swords were seen in the sky and the earth, but not the sun, moon and stars.
Of course, there are certain differences between the two.
The sword is inanimate and has no self. It takes the path of killing. Even though it is fast, it has an awe-inspiring killing intent. It is sharp and sharp, just like an iron-clad hero who would rather break than bend.
Ye Qing's spring breeze drizzled the knife, but the murderous intention was not obvious. The sword's light was full of tenderness and tenderness, crimson like a dream, magnificent and gorgeous, as if in the spring breeze and drizzle, there was a beauty in red, dancing gracefully, seducing the soul.
There is no murderous intent anywhere, but there is murderous intent everywhere.
The spring breeze keeps raining for ten miles, and the beauty dances to break people's souls.
"What a beautiful knife, what a beautiful person."
Outside the ring, most of the people watching the competition between Ye Qing and Jian Wusheng had blurred eyes and expressions of delirium.
"Hey, what a wicked sword technique!"
In the pavilion, there seemed to be a flash of sword light in Yang Shixiu's eyes, and his blurred eyes instantly regained clarity. Zhang Huaien next to him also woke up at the same time.
The two looked at each other, both feeling a little apprehensive.
Both of them are the heads of the famous Tianyong clan. Although they are not the kind of clans that rely on martial arts to establish themselves in the world, they are not weak in strength, and they are both half-step masters.
But just now, they were all affected by Ye Qing's sword skills, and they were temporarily absent-minded. Although it only lasted for a breath, the battle between warriors was about the moment and closeness. In one breath, life or death could be possible.
Ye Qing's sword skills can affect them, which shows how terrifying they are.
"It is indeed evil." Zhang Huaien agreed: "Ye Qing's sword skills seem to be gentle and affectionate, like a beautiful woman dancing, but they are full of murderous intentions. Not only are they exquisite, but they are also weird and evil. They can seduce the mind and enchant the mind. If you are not careful, , it will be beyond redemption."
"Brother Yang, can you see what kind of sword technique that is?"
Yang Shixiu shook his head and said: "The sword technique is the Shen Shen sword technique, but I have never seen it before."
Zhang Huaien smiled and shook his head: "The new generation is really better than the old ones. Today's young people are incredible."
"Who says it's not?" Yang Shixiu also smiled.
"wake up."
Suddenly, a roar sounded in the air, like a dragon's roar.
All the people with confused eyes had their eardrums hurt from the shock, but their minds were clear and they woke up.
"Please be careful and don't let your mind wander." In the pavilion, Hong Jianglong glanced at the people on the top of the mountain and said in a deep voice.
"It's so scary. What kind of sword technique is that?"
"Yes, it can actually charm the mind!"
"Do you think that is the Mystic Sword Technique of the Mitian Alliance?"
"What are you thinking about? The magic sword technique is famous for its weirdness and evil. Anyone who is confused will lose their mind and become a walking zombie. Although Xiao Qingdi's sword technique has the effect of confusing the gods, it is gentle and peaceful, and there is no evil at all. How could it be the magic sword technique?"
"I think it's because of the knife in Xiao Qingdi's hand."
"Yeah, I think so too."
Everyone who woke up immediately started talking about it.
