Sword light.
Sword light from all directions.
Incomparably sharp sword light.
The long-established third young master finally faced off against the famous Yu Liancheng.
Different swordsmen have different swordsmanship methods.
Yan Nantian's swordsmanship is unparalleled and shocking. Ye Gucheng is flawless and brilliant. Ximen Chuixue's swordsmanship is so sharp that ghosts and gods move.
As for Xie Xiaofeng, his sword skills are completely natural and have no traces.
There was no flaw in his swordsmanship.
Maybe there are flaws.
But this flaw is like a running spring on a high mountain. When the spring flows, you may be able to find the gaps between the springs, but when you stretch your finger over, the gaps have been covered by the flowing spring.
It seems to be a flaw, but it is actually the most deadly killing move.
But there is no perfect and flawless swordsmanship in the world.
At least, not this Xie Xiaofeng's swordsmanship.
What's more, no matter how exquisite the swordsmanship is, it still needs people to use it.
A set of exquisite swordsmanship may not be able to break it.
But one person may not be unable to break it.
Ding ding ding! !
Strings of sparks exploded, and the two swords clashed continuously.
In fact, if Yu Liancheng wants to defeat Xie Xiaofeng's swordsmanship, he only needs to simply "overwhelm others with force". Since we can't find the gap of the flowing spring, we will destroy the spring directly.
Cut off the water with a knife and the water will flow even more.
That's just because the sword is not strong enough or domineering enough.
Other people's swordsmanship may not be able to do this.
But Yulian City can.
His sword can no longer be described as chopping or stabbing, but more accurately described as smashing, swinging, and traversing...
Although the sword is light and agile, the heavy meaning condensed in the lightness is incomparable.
Every time Yu Liancheng struck out, it seemed as if his hand was not a long sword, but a weapon drawn from mountains and rivers, carrying wind and thunder to strike.
Once the sword is released, it will be difficult for ghosts and gods to stop it.
What's more, Xie Xiaofeng, who had been hungry and cold for a long time, was still weak inside despite a night of adjustments.
As the two of them fought, Xie Xiaofeng's complexion became increasingly pale, his body's energy and blood surged, and his tiger's mouth was almost shattered.
He has never encountered such an opponent. Every sword is difficult to resist, and every sword is extremely powerful.
If called an ordinary master, Xie Xiaofeng is very confident that he can win with his exquisite swordsmanship.
But Yu Liancheng's seemingly simple wave seems to contain infinite changes, from great to simple.
But Xie Xiaofeng was not frustrated, he kept retreating.
Just because he understands one truth - profits cannot last long.
If you activate your true energy and physical strength in this way, sooner or later, it will begin to fail.
At that time, his long sword can be displayed smoothly, and the victory will be decided with one sword.
But whether he was defeated first or the opponent was exhausted first, Xie Xiaofeng was not sure.
suddenly.
Yulian City's storm-like offensive stopped.
Xie Xiaofeng finally had time to take a breath and looked at Yu Liancheng with a little doubt in his eyes.
The opponent obviously still had some strength left, but why did he suddenly stop retracting his sword? In vain, it gave him more time to recover and adjust his breath.
There was a faint smile on Yulian Cheng's face: "If I break the sword with strength, I'm afraid that even if I can defeat you, you won't be convinced."
Xie Xiaofeng shook his head and said: "Losing means losing, winning means winning. Infuriating energy and physical strength are also the key to a duel. If we only rely on the exquisiteness of the swordsmanship, we might as well just sit back and split our moves. You don't have to worry about it, just draw the sword."
Yu Liancheng smiled and said: "But he wants my move 'Tianhe' to determine the outcome."
"Tianhe?"
"Yes, the endless Milky Way." After finishing his words, he unfolded the Yulian City sword again. Now he has polished this sword to an extremely proficient and perfect manner. There is no need to use "Allure" as the starting move. The sword's power has turned into the Milky Way. The general offensive was surging, with ups and downs, adding to the splendid momentum that could not be resisted.
Xie Xiaofeng's eyesight was naturally extraordinary, and he could tell at a glance what was unusual about this sword. But he didn't panic, instead he was happy to see Hunter Xin.
He dominates the world, and his swordsmanship is even more exquisite. Now that I have encountered such a sword, the fighting spirit in my heart has burst out. In an instant, his sword was on display again.
——The earth is shattered and the sky is shocked, and both the heaven and the earth are burned.
This is his best swordsmanship and the essence of his swordsmanship.
But his sword still has flaws.
The spring water flows, and although the gap is moving, it does exist.
The sword of Yu Liancheng is endless. As long as the flaw is still there, "Tianhe" can find it.
As the two fought, the trees fell one by one, and the withered yellow leaves drifted.
Xie Xiaofeng's ever-flowing sword light suddenly underwent a strange change, becoming heavy and clumsy.
A "ding" sound.
The sword light has dissipated, and the two constantly moving figures have stopped.
Xie Xiaofeng looked at his sword, and an indescribable complex expression suddenly appeared on his face, which seemed like shock, disappointment, relief...
The gap in his sword had been penetrated by another sword.
The changes on his sword have been crucified.
But Xie Xiaofeng hadn't lost yet. He suddenly shouted loudly, activated all his energy, and shook Yu Liancheng's sword away.
Yu Liancheng swept out, but he didn't take any more action, just looked at Xie Xiaofeng quietly.
Xie Xiaofeng was also looking at himself and his sword.
He suddenly raised his head and looked at Yu Liancheng: "Thank you very much."
After saying this, he pulled up the long sword in his hand, with the hilt facing outward and the tip facing inward.
The sword had penetrated his own chest.
The tip of the sword cut through the skin, and a cold and sharp sting penetrated directly into Xie Xiaofeng's heart.
The battle between him and Yu Liancheng has not yet been completely decided.
But he already knew that he would definitely lose.
Others can be defeated, but Xie Xiaofeng cannot be defeated, and the third young master cannot be defeated.
There is only the third young master who is dead.
There is no third young master who loses.
This is an obsession, and it is also the price he must pay for bearing the glory of the Xie family.
Xie Xiaofeng stabbed very slowly, and the muscles on his face kept twitching due to pain.
Since you are about to die, why not experience more of the feeling before death.
Yu Liancheng suddenly shook his head: "I once thought that you threw away your identity as the third young master, maybe in order to refine your heart in the world of mortals. But I didn't expect that you are really a coward. Escape from the glory of the third young master, escape from the burden of fame, escape from The pain of failure. People like you don't deserve to die in my hands."
Xie Xiaofeng's face twitched.
The blood has stained the skirt of the clothes, like blooming plum blossoms.
A black light flew out and hit Xie Xiaofeng's sword with a "ding". He was already injured, but he couldn't hold the sword in his hand and fell to the ground.
"You can't die!"
Suddenly, a black figure floated out. "He" wore a strange bronze mask on his face and a large black robe on his body. His voice was hoarse and harsh, and he obviously used a special method to cover it up.
Not only do people not know what "he" looks like, they don't even know whether he is a boy or a girl.
"It's you!" Xie Xiaofeng recognized this person at a glance and was surprised: "Don't you really want me to die?"
The black figure gritted his teeth and said: "I want you to die. I want to kill you with my own hands instead of letting you commit suicide so easily. What's more, your debt has not been paid yet, how can you die?"
Xie Xiaofeng said: "I don't owe anyone a debt, including you."
"But you owe me." A child of thirteen or fourteen suddenly walked out and looked at Xie Xiaofeng with a complex and deep look that was not for his age.
Xie Xiaofeng looked at the child and thought: "What's your name?"
"I don't have a name, I'm a little brother, a little brother that no one wants."
Xie Xiaofeng trembled and covered the wound with his hand: "You...you..."
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"The battle between two peerless swordsmen turned into a bloody drama." Looking at this scene, Yu Liancheng couldn't help but shook his head, sheathed his sword, and drifted away.
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