"What a wonderful swordsmanship. The swordsmanship of these two people is probably beyond the reach of ordinary people."
Jin Jiuling couldn't help but praise him. He was the lay disciple of the famous Shaolin master Ku Gua. He was also known as the best master among the six sects in the past three hundred years. He was a secretive person and his martial arts was unfathomable.
If not, how could he have committed seven or eighty-seven huge crimes, making the name of the Embroidery Thief famous all over the world.
But if he had been placed in either Yulian City or Ye Gucheng, he would have been defeated long ago and his life would be in danger.
"Yes, the swordsmanship of these two people has actually reached the peak of the world." Hua Manlou looked solemn and nodded slightly. Although he is blind, he can "see" as much as anyone else.
"I heard that Ximen Chuixue has moved to the martial arts world and his swordsmanship has improved to a higher level. Perhaps he is the only one who is qualified to compete with these two in the swordsmanship," Jin Jiuling said.
"I just don't know who will win in today's battle?" Huamanlou said.
"Hmph, of course he is half a master. Needless to say." As a half-disciple of Yu Liancheng, Shangguan Xueer has more confidence in Yu Liancheng than anyone else, even if she can only see two whirling changes. , Yao Jiao's sword light is as bright as a dragon.
But as Ye Gucheng's disciple, Prince Nan was dazzled, shocked and speechless.
He originally thought that his swordsmanship was already perfect. Apart from his master and Ximen Chuixue, he could not find many opponents in the world, but only then did he realize how far he was from a true master of swordsmanship.
He originally thought that no one in the world could be his master Ye Gucheng's opponent, but then he realized that there was another swordsman who was not inferior to his master.
Suddenly, Crown Prince Nan noticed that his sword power, Ye Gucheng, was suddenly a little sluggish and no longer as elegant as before.
There is only a slight change, and others may not be able to notice it, but as the disciple of Ye Gucheng, how could Prince Nan not notice it.
Prince Nan was confused and surprised.
With the master's swordsmanship, this kind of mistake shouldn't have happened, but it happened.
He was just watching the battle from the sidelines and could not experience Ye Gucheng's feelings at this time.
Yu Liancheng's sword is too heavy, and the attack is fast, and the defense is as high as a mountain.
Even though Ye Gucheng's swordsmanship was better than that of Ximen Chuixue, he still couldn't achieve a quick victory. On the contrary, the energy and stamina are constantly consumed by the rapid exchanges, and the sword skills are naturally not as agile as before.
As long as Yu Liancheng is willing, with the physical strength given by the "Ruyi Tianmo Gong" and his own extraordinary swordsmanship, he can even drain Ye Gucheng's true energy and physical strength, and then pierce his throat with a sword.
Ye Gucheng was like a flying immortal, and the long sword thrust out. Not only was it incredibly fast, but the sword's power was also unpredictable and difficult to fathom.
when!
Yu Liancheng thrust out his sword, but nine rays of light and shadow separated, and suddenly merged into one in mid-air, sealing Ye Gucheng's killing sword again.
However, he did not pursue him and stood with his sword in hand: "City Lord Ye's sword is indeed extremely exquisite, but it is not the true essence of your sword. I want to see your flying fairy."
"Okay, I'll satisfy you"
The people of Ye Gucheng have already risen, like a rising white cloud in the blue sky. Suddenly, he leaned down, and a sword light flew diagonally. The sword light was like a flying horse, like a flying giant. The sword energy came without a trace, it was misty and incomprehensible.
The other person seemed to have become one with the sword. The sword's light was brilliant and swift, without any change, not even a follow-up. He had actually integrated all his strength into this sword.
This is the flying fairy from heaven.
This is no longer a swordsmanship in the human world, but comes down from the sky.
It is indeed as flawless as the blue sky and white clouds. It seems to be close to perfection. There are no flaws or flaws. It is completely natural and flawless.
Sword techniques like this are already indestructible and can be called the "gods" among sword moves. They are not overly praised by the world.
Fortunately, Yu Liancheng is not trying to break this sword.
And the key to victory or defeat does not lie in whether you can break the opponent's sword.
At this moment, Yu Liancheng's whole body exuded an indescribable meaning, and every move had a heart-stopping beauty, and was extremely elegant.
The long sword pierced the air.
The sword moves are indeed very beautiful, like the ripples on the lake surface caused by the spring breeze.
The sword energy also seemed extremely gentle, like a lover's gentle hand caressing his cheek.
Under the light of the sword, it seems like mist and rain, like the full moonlight, like flowers and trees piled with snow... all kinds of beautiful artistic conceptions are displayed in front of everyone in an instant, making people intoxicated, as if they want to be immersed in it and unable to extricate themselves.
But at this moment, Yu Liancheng flicked his wrist, and the sword power changed again, and the countless beautiful artistic conceptions suddenly merged into a heavy, dull, but dangerous killing move.
This sword was full of majesty and domineering, and it was as powerful as a mountain. It carried irresistible power, making the whole air roar, as if it was unbearable, and it came suddenly.
Mid-air.
The two sword lights collided, making a heart-stopping sound of weapons clashing, echoing throughout the forest.
After a moment of stagnation, violent energy swept around, and suddenly there was flying sand and rocks, and the strong wind hunted, like a knife cutting the face. Even Jin Jiuling, Hua Manlou and others had to take a few steps back.
After waiting for a while, the two figures were revealed again.
Everyone's eyes widened, trying to see who of the two would win and who would lose.
Yuliancheng's posture is calm and leisurely, as if it is not experiencing an unprecedented fierce battle, but rather enjoying the flowers on an outing in the countryside. The love-stealing sword in his hand seemed to be just a brush ready to write poems and ink at any time.
Ye Gucheng's face is very pale. His face was also very white before, but before it was bright white, but now it is pale. His face was cold and clear, but his hands were trembling slightly, and his chest was a bright red, as if a cold plum blossom had just begun to bloom.
He said slowly: "What was the name of that sword just now?"
Yuliancheng said: "Qingcheng."
Ye Gucheng said: "The three sword techniques rumored to be recorded in the "Great Light Book"?"
Yu Liancheng nodded.
Ye Gucheng praised: "Good! Good! Good! What a stunning move. Not only is it beautiful, but it also has the power to charm a city."
Yuliancheng said: "This is the essence of this sword."
The "Alluring City" style is so beautiful that it seems to include all the wonderful artistic conceptions and integrate them into one. The murderous aura was light and faint, with no smoke and fire. If you were not careful, you would die under this sword.
And this sword is not only beautiful, but also contains the power of a city. Just the force of the sword continues, and there are very few people who can follow the sword, not to mention that Yu Liancheng also practices foreign martial arts.
The two complement each other, and the power they unleash is beyond imagination.
One force can defeat ten groups, and that's what happened to Mo Yue.
The only pity is that Yuliancheng has not yet completely integrated these two subtleties.
Ye Gucheng looked down at the bright red on his snow-white clothes, and suddenly sighed: "I lost."
Yu Liancheng also nodded: "Yes, you lost."
