After the duel between the two swordsmen, another swordsman appeared.
Yang Wuqian's appearance immediately aroused the expectations and attention of countless people, and even cheered. None of them came out of the sword duel between Li Jianqi and Wei Jiang. Now that Yang Wuqian has appeared, it can be said that The continuation of the sword.
As long as the opponent is not too weak, the battle will be exciting!
Zhou Xuan and others also looked at Wu Yuncang with solemn eyes, waiting for the next name to appear. They wondered if the person fighting Yang Wuqian would be one of them.
"Beiqi, Gong Wan——"
Wu Yunchang was as fast as ever, and his voice echoed.
When the whole audience heard this name, they were all silent, and then every disciple's eyes showed anticipation and excitement, because Gong Wan was definitely not a weakling, and the battle that broke out between Gong Wan and Yang Wuqian was bound to be extremely... Wonderful!
at the same time.
Zhou Xuan and others' eyes flickered slightly, and they all looked at Gong Wan beside them, slightly worried.
Especially Liu Feng and Fei Dashan, because they knew in their hearts that with Wei Jiang's defeat again, Northern Qi's power had become less and less. If Gong Wan also lost to Yang Wuqian, they would be completely defeated by Northern Qi this time. Being behind Qin would be too unpleasant to tell, so they naturally hope Gong Wan can win.
"I'll try."
Gong Wan was not a fool. She quickly nodded lightly, then stopped lingering and jumped off the ring with concentration.
Zhou Xuan, Liu Feng and others didn't say much. They believed in their eyes. Compared to others, Gong Wan paid more attention to cultivation. It seemed that her world only had cultivation, so there was no need to doubt Gong Wan's strength. Even in the end If he really loses to Yang Wuqian, he won't lose easily. He will definitely fight to the end.
Gong Wan has never been one to admit defeat.
Gong Wan has already stepped onto the stage with a focused expression.
The battle between Yang Wuqian and Gong Wan will begin in the ring. The audience above the clouds on both sides are densely packed, their eyes are full of expectations, and they sometimes cheer excitedly and their voices are restless, all looking forward to the fierce battle between Gong Wan and Yang Wuqian. Strong showdown.
Both sides have already entered the ring.
There was a tense atmosphere above the arena, and the eyes of the two people collided. Although neither of them spoke, they were like lightning, refusing to give in to each other.
The whole world seemed to be quiet.
Yang Wuqian stood opposite Gong Wan, dressed in black, with a calm expression, handsome and upright, carrying a silver-white long sword on his back. Many people had seen Yang Wuqian's actions and were well aware of Yang Wuqian's actions. The attainment of swordsmanship is unfathomable, like a rushing wind, so powerful that it is difficult to guard against.
Gong Wan, on the other hand, was wearing a flowing long dress and said nothing, with an extremely determined light shining in her eyes.
"Qiyun Holy Mountain, Gong Wan."
"Haoran Jianmen, Yang Wuqian."
In the center of the ring, the two people stood opposite each other, announcing their homes to each other, with a more respectful attitude. However, they always looked at each other, and when their words fell, it seemed like a storm was surging.
Yang Wuqian seemed to feel the aggression in Gong Wan's eyes. He frowned slightly. At the same time as his voice fell, his sword intent was like a dragon. The long sword on his back was unsheathed at some point, and then there was a strong concentration of sword energy. Made!
The sword is so powerful that the air around it seems to be stagnant!
Gong Wan's face was solemn. With a slight wave, a breeze suddenly picked up and blew the corners of her skirt.
The spell flickers and the wind rises.
Yang Wuqian's black clothes flashed, and he took a quick step. The distance was shortened in an instant. The sword light cut through the night sky like a shooting star. Gong Wan's pretty face changed slightly, and she pushed Yang Wuqian with her palm, and the wind technique met the sword energy. , the strong wind and sword intent converged, and strong energy fluctuations suddenly surged in the arena, making the audience gasp!
"Boom, boom, boom!!"
There was a deafening explosion, and countless people were shocked in their hearts!
The two of them turned into a strange scene on the ring, with swords flashing and wind shadows swaying!
Yang Wuqian's swordsmanship was as powerful as the rumors, and his attacks were like a violent storm. Gong Wan's wind technique was agile and fast, skillfully moving around the arena.
Their figures intertwined, sometimes the sword light pierced the sound of the wind, and sometimes the wind magic resolved the sword force.
Gong Wan was a magic cultivator after all. Being so approached by the swordsman, she felt some pressure while trembling, her brows furrowed slightly, and then she began to mobilize more power of wind, pinching out a magic spell with her deft fingers, as if She herself becomes one with the wind.
Yang Wuqian's expression was calm, and his sword power became more fierce. The sword light was approaching Gong Wan, and he never gave Gong Wan any chance to distance himself. The power was determined in one fell swoop.
However.
At this critical moment.
Gong Wan suddenly shook her palm and took out a long sword. With a wave of the long sword in her hand, a powerful storm suddenly swept across. The power of the wind condensed into a huge wind wall, blocking her in front of her. The sword light was shining in the air. There are ripples on the wind wall!
Many people's eyes trembled when they saw this step, knowing that it was not a sword, but a magic weapon!
Yang Wuqian was stunned for a moment, his sword froze, and he felt the powerful wind. He pursed his lips and couldn't help but secretly marvel at Gong Wan's strength. However, he did not flinch at all. His sword skills became more sophisticated and he was ready to break through the wind. Wall, the sword roars like a dragon's roar!
The battle in the ring is heating up!
Many spectators on both sides watched this colorful battle between swords and wind intently!
The battle between Yang Wuqian and Gong Wan is like a visual feast, the blend of swordsmanship and magic. You come and go, it is difficult to tell the winner. At this moment, the storm is surging in the ring, the sword light is like a rainbow, the two figures intersect, who is it? Who will win is still unpredictable.
suddenly.
A storm arose.
Gong Wan's wind spell turned into a fierce wind, roaring towards the sky. She had been on the defensive before, but now she found a chance to counterattack from the cracks. The power of the counterattack was not bad at all. It was obviously planned for a long time. !
The speed of the wind is never slow!
Yang Wuqian's eyes flashed slightly, he was a little surprised, but he remained calm in the face of danger. His sword was like thunder, and he came forward to greet him. The huge sword energy and storm complemented each other in the arena, and the air was filled with lightning and thunder, making the entire arena feel like he was in a real world. In the storm!
When the two of them fought against each other, it was hard to tell the winner!
Gong Wan was at a high altitude, and her brows were slightly furrowed. It seemed that she did not expect that Yang Wuqian's sword skills could be so domineering, but her eyes were shining with perseverance. The long sword in her hand danced, emitting a soft and stable light, surrounding her. The wind became more and more violent, and the wind wall blocked Yang Wuqian's sword light.
However.
Yang Wuqian was not discouraged. His sword energy condensed and pointed directly at the sky. Countless sword intentions converged, as if it were an invisible giant sword, tearing apart the wind wall and bringing out bursts of wind and thunder sounds!
Hei Yi's sword shattered countless wind walls!
