As soon as he finished speaking, there was only an ear-splitting roar, and the Xuanji sword suddenly split into two. The left blade with five strings was Tianxuan, and the right blade with two strings was Tianji.
Tianxuan Wuyin Palace, Shang Jiao Zhengyu, Tianji Liangyi, all things transform into yin and yang, the Big Dipper twin stars shine together for a moment, and the radiant light makes the surroundings look like daylight.
Yan Junlin's face showed a solemn look for the first time. He withdrew to dodge the sharp edges of the two swords and said sternly: "Brother Fan has already shown his special skills. If I continue to hide my secrets, it will seem like I am looking down on you. Today you and I are fighting here to decide who will be in charge in the future."
The word "chief" is a pun, referring to both foreign and domestic affairs. Fan Zunyang can naturally understand that he has no intention of getting entangled with Yan Junlin. No longer daring to be distracted, I could only frown and fight with all my strength.
Fan Zunyang wields his swords vertically and horizontally, but their sword paths are completely different. Tianxuan's momentum is magnificent, and every move is full of force. The five strings on the sword are thunderous and powerful enough to swallow the sky and the earth.
On the other hand, Tianji is as deep as the abyss, and he takes advantage of the time and urgency, knowing that he has the pearl of wisdom in his hand. The sword's intention is restrained without losing its spiritual wisdom, just like the yin and yang twin strings that blend movement and stillness, it can be said to be impeccable.
A brilliant and majestic aura erupted from the two swords, as if weaving into a giant net, trying to trap Yan Junlin.
But Yan Junlin is not easy to deal with. Seeing that it is difficult to gain the upper hand, he simply lays low for a while. The moves on the golden hook are more defensive than offensive, and combined with his exquisite body skills, he can protect himself for a while.
The long swords and golden hooks struck in a series, and the clanging sound was as dense as the rapid rain. It was unknown how many reincarnations of life and death had gone through.
Leng Siqi's eyes were fixed on the battle situation. Unknowingly, cold sweat had already soaked through his clothes. When he was suffering from complacency, he suddenly heard Gai Nie beside him sigh and said thoughtfully: "It turns out that this is the real Taipei." Fan Zunyang has never confided in me about the Imperial Sword Technique, so no wonder I suffered such a defeat today."
Leng Siqi turned around and saw that although Gai Nie was restrained, there was no trace of worry on his face. On the contrary, there was a hint of relief. He looked like "I will die if I hear the truth in the morning." He was worthy of the spirit of a contemporary warrior. .
Seeing this, Leng Siqi had an idea and snorted coldly: "Gaishou Zun is a prisoner under the rank, but he can still be so calm and calm. He really has the style of a general. But I am really curious. If I treat you as As a pledge, will she be as calm as you and force the demon girl to obey?"
Gai Nie glanced at Leng Siqi and said condescendingly: "You can give it a try, but I guarantee that before you make any move, Brother Zhuang's Kaiyang Snow Blade will definitely take the lead and make all your plans fail."
Leng Siqi paused for a moment, and glanced out of the corner of her eye, and she saw Zhuang Lizhao staring at her closely, with a fierce look in his eyes, and his whole body was like a fully-stretched bowstring, ready to strike with thunder at any time.
Knowing that what Gai Nie said was true, although Leng Siqi was full of anger, she could only hold it back for now. After a pause, she tentatively said: "The demon girl is obviously at a disadvantage and is not Fan Zunyang's opponent at all. Is it possible for Gai Shouzun to do so?" Not worried about her at all?"
Gai Nie smiled faintly and said disapprovingly: "Fan Zunyang was smart but was mistaken for his cleverness. Just now he was able to defeat Qin Ji's move. He had already been seriously injured. Now that he has such power, he must be just returning to his glory. How can he win over the young sect master? "
Leng Siqi was doubtful after hearing this, but then she thought something in her heart and said softly: "What did you call that witch just now? Young Sect Master? Is she really Yan Junlin?"
Gai Nie raised his eyebrows and said: "If it's true, she is the flag bearer of the Tian Nan Bi Blood Alliance - the 'Invisible Young Master' Yan Junlin."
Leng Siqi frowned and said in disbelief: "How can the invisible young master be a woman? What's more, since she is Yan Junlin, who was the white-robed monk before?"
Gai Nie coughed lightly and said: "That white-robed monk is also the 'Invisible Young Master' Yan Junlin, and he is also true to form."
Leng Siqi paused immediately and said with a face full of hesitation: "So you are talking to yourself, how can there be two 'invisible princes' Yan Junlin?"
Gai Nie said meaningfully: "You are right, they are indeed not two."
Leng Siqi became more and more puzzled. Just as he was waiting to continue questioning, the situation in the battle had suddenly changed.
But seeing the white light mist burning on Xuanji's double blades, the sword light was like a silver dragon roaring into the sky, and the majestic sword energy came down in waves, immediately covering Yan Junlin's delicate body completely.
At the moment of Lielan's death, Yan Junlin couldn't help but change his expression. He immediately raised ten percent of his true energy and gathered it at the top of the Gu God's golden hook. His whole body seemed to be integrated with the golden hook, and it hit Fan Zunyang's chest like a crossbow arrow. .
The ancient emperor, riding a dragon to control the sky, the kingdom of Jiuli, the Gu God destroyed the world, they are both the top figures in the world, and finally they have become a rival in the ultimate battle, where they have spent their whole lives on cultivation.
In the midst of lightning and stone fire, I saw the radiance of the Tianji sword rising sharply, arriving later, and the sky-splitting white rainbow pouring down like the Milky Way, striking at Yan Junlin's shoulder unstoppably.
Tianxuan, on the other hand, lost her temper in Heyue, switching from attack to defense, and flipped the sharp sword edge with the force, with perfect precision, just in time to withstand the golden hook's powerful blow.
Qixian plays Xuanji, cutting away the invisible with one sword, the two young masters face off, and finally the strength and weakness are revealed.
Suddenly, a low and pitiful groan was heard, and amid the rain of scarlet blood, Yan Jun was seen stumbling back violently. However, her shoulders and arms were seriously injured at this time, and her physical skills were not as good as before. She still could not escape from Fan Zunyang's sword energy.
Fan Zunyang was determined to kill the enemy chief and would not allow the tiger to return to the mountain, so he twisted his swords and used the devil-killing style again, like a huge light wheel, crushing Yan Junlin head-on.
How could Yan Junlin be willing to sit back and wait for death? He gritted his teeth and forcefully raised his true energy. The golden hook swept through the air and locked onto the Tianxuan sword that came first.
It should be noted that the gauntlet hook is usually held by both hands. When facing the enemy, one hook is used to lock the opponent's weapon, and the other hook takes advantage of the opportunity to attack the opponent's weak spot. The double hook is both offensive and defensive, and can be retracted and released freely. It has always been called the nemesis of swords.
However, the situation is now reciprocal, and Fan Zunyang clearly has the upper hand with both swords in hand. On the other hand, Yan Junlin not only only had a single hook, but also suffered severe injuries to his left shoulder and arm. It would be too unwise to use a lock method at this time.
Fan Zunyang's mind was spinning. Although he didn't know what Yan Junlin was up to, he was very wary in his heart. At that moment, the edge of Tianji's sword trembled slightly, wiping through the shadow of the hook, cutting across the veins of Yan Junlin's right wrist. Tianxuan's strength penetrated the sword body, and the thunder struck directly into her heart.
Yan Junlin's hook missed, and his moves were already worn out. When the empty door appeared, although he tried his best to dodge, he was still half a beat too late.
Immediately, there was a muffled sound, and the edge of the Tianxuan sword penetrated deeply into Yan Junlin's heart, and hot blood burst out from his chest, instantly dyeing the skirt of his clothes crimson.
Yan Junlin's face turned pale, and he bit his lip in pain so much that a bloody line came out, but he never let out a single moan. However, despite this, all the strength in her body was still lost along with the blood. No matter how difficult it was to grasp the golden hook in her palm, it fell into the dust with a clang.
