Under the tug of Du Haifanxin's eight-handled flying knife, the flowers all over the mountains and plains were brought to the sky above the wasteland. After careful inspection, they were more than sixty feet high. The flying knife rotated extremely fast, stirring up the sea of flowers, forming an overwhelming sky. The tornado completely enveloped the two of them, and more and more people gathered thirty feet away. Unfortunately, the sea of flowers had already blocked the eyes, and the two masters could not be seen. Outside the tornado of flowers, there was a grand view, the sky was full of moving people, and inside Then dangers arose, eight flying knives were hidden around the tornado, flying out from time to time to fight against the torrent, and the sea of flowers flying all over the sky completely confused Song Qingtian's eyes. However, the master's fight no longer relies on eyes, but uses the heart as a mirror. When the two sides are evenly matched, who can find another way to find the opponent's opening will be the winner.
It's a pity that, like the two best swordsmen in the world, their martial arts have been honed thousands of times, and they are almost in tune. They have even hidden their minor flaws without trace. The so-called war lasted for three days and three nights.
Song Qingtian closed his eyes and said: "The world is falling, I am unyielding and domineering."
Seeing the opponent using his special skills, the King of Swordsman did not hide his clumsiness. He stretched out his hand and moved the sea of flowers back three feet, leaving a pure area. Then the torrent of swords flew into the sea of flowers and began to stir up the wind and clouds in it. People outside also saw the flowers. The seaspout was swaying unsteadily and might explode at any time. Suddenly, another seventeen-foot red shadow of a mirage seeped out from the side of the sea of flowers, eating away bit by bit. The two were rising and falling, and they were evenly matched. They were in a stalemate for a full hour. After that, the sea of flowers exploded, filling the surrounding area, and a brilliant rain of flowers began to fall. Until the rain of flowers fell and covered the entire mountain, everyone saw that the red shadow behind the Sword King also began to disperse. It was different from Song Linjie's body wrapped around him. Being behind it adds to the power.
Song Linjie looked at his grandfather's figure in the distance and felt relieved when he saw that nothing happened to him.
Li Jingqiu still looked solemn and said: "Where are you going!"
Everyone in the academy was amazed. Wasn't the huge battle just now considered over?
Li Jingqiu was not surprised and said calmly: "That's just an appetizer for two young people to try their skills. With the power of heaven and earth and the unique means of Guiyuan Realm, they can have the power to overwhelm mountains and seas. This is the real winner." when."
Du Haifan's heart also fell steadily, and he no longer flew with the sword. He changed to the portable Ice Flower Sword. The eight flying knives returned. Four of them were attached to both sides of the Ice Flower Sword, supplying the absorbed power of heaven and earth to the main sword. Du Haifan Hai Fanxin asked: "Brother Song, do you want to continue?"
Flying knives were used as a supplement, and hand blades were used as the main attack. Zhang Ling saw it in his eyes and remembered it in his heart.
Song Qingtian didn't answer, he exhaled slowly, took a deep breath of the air in front of him, and his momentum suddenly rose again.
The three key points of domineering swordsmanship, the first key point is Jiye, looking at death as if returning home, only advancing and not retreating. Master, disciple, ancestor and grandson have all understood it. The second key point is breaking through. Under constant fierce attacks, find the opponent's weaknesses and take advantage of each other's strengths to attack weaknesses. Song Yutian and Li Jingqiu have already done it, and Song Linjie is probably only one step away from fighting. The third key to being overbearing is not only decisiveness in swordsmanship, but also in life. What he is least worried about is now Song Linjie is lagging behind, and the other two are far behind.
Song Qingtian directly crossed the first two realms and came to the domineering realm. The torrent of swords followed by a roar like a lion and a tiger shaking the mountain. It was shocking. A crowd of spectators at thirty feet felt thrilling. If they advanced a few feet further, , he was probably so frightened that he turned around and left. In terms of momentum alone, Song Qingtian held his head firmly.
Du Haifan has no fear in his heart. His sword is secretive and restrained, and it only sounds when it doesn't sound. It is a blockbuster, and the world can't help but sigh with great ups and downs.
Within the imperial city, there were many heroes looking at this scene, but unfortunately they were far apart. After the sea of flowers collapsed, they could no longer see clearly. They all moved to the south gate, just hoping to catch a glimpse before the winner was decided.
In the palace, the Imperial Master Wang Qianzhong also had concerns, but for the sake of His Majesty's safety, he had to go to the roof and feel it. Although he was also among the top masters, he was in the realm of Guiyuan, but he was not the same as Song Qingtian. There is still an insurmountable gap for such a peerless martial artist, so I hope this battle can help him jump over the dragon gate.
In the entire Jinyu City, people could feel the power of the two masters using the power of heaven and earth. At the same time, the only one who remained unmoved was the arrogant Prime Minister Xiao Qinhe. The Prime Minister was concentrating on reviewing official documents, but he kept speaking with anger. , not because of official documents, but because he scolded those rotten people who did not seek political power in their positions: "Wang Qianzhong, you old king, why the hell don't you become a monk? You, standing in the latrine without shit, I will stab you all that day."
The two men with the best sword skills in the world have the most powerful swordsmanship, and they are out of control. From the perspective of everyone on the mountain, the King of Swordsman's sword fell and shook the world. They were like a lion fighting a rabbit. They tried their best and naturally got the upper hand. , and insiders also know very well that Du Haifan's heart is just to concentrate his sword power completely on an ice flower sword. On the surface, it is gentle and habitable, harmless to humans and animals, but in fact, it is like a gluttonous mouth swallowing up the huge force of the torrent, bit by bit. Click to restore the situation.
The situation gradually began to calm down, and Du Haifan no longer acted like a weak gentleman. He jumped up and flew into the sky, looking like an immortal, bathing in the spring breeze, and was about to win the championship in one fell swoop.
Du Haifan laughed heartily and said, "Brother Song, it seems that Xin's position as the number one swordsman will last ten years."
Since the beginning of their acquaintance, the two have been mutual confidants and promoted each other. They rode Juechen on the road of swordsmanship. At the beginning, they could tell the difference between one and a half moves. However, when they both set foot on the path of the Grand Master, A little bit of progress is not enough to shake each other, so the two have been fighting for decades. Du Haifan is about to succeed. Although he has passed sixty years, he can't help but get excited, and his momentum is shaking. Leave room to press the knife.
Song Qingtian was sulking and had already vomited out a mouthful of blood, which would make him feel more comfortable. However, he was naturally stubborn and would rather feel uncomfortable all over than give in in his heart.
Du Haifan put away his sword and took a step back, preparing to take it down with one strike.
Song Linjie said anxiously: "Are you going to lose?"
Du Haifan was about to take a step forward when he suddenly felt discomfort under his feet. Unexpectedly, vines wrapped around his ankles. He wanted to cut them off with a knife, but suddenly he felt a heavy palm on his chest. This palm was thick and experienced, which made him feel exhausted at this moment. On the contrary, most of the remaining potential of the sword dissipated.
Du Haifan sighed inwardly, this battle was unfair, and it was normal for someone to interfere. Moreover, after calming down, he also thought about it seriously. With his original and unrestrained personality, he should have disdained the first place with a knife that he had obtained. .
Du Haifan calmed down and bowed to a deserted place. He left inexplicably without saying a word, followed closely by flying knives.
Song Qingtian, as stubborn as he was, finally breathed a sigh of relief. He didn't have to give up his position as the number one swordsman in such a humiliating way.
