The faces of the elders were not very lively. Xie Falcon and Duan Wenhuan had deviated from the correct path of sword cultivation. Among the decent second-generation disciples in Xiandu, only a few of them were Li Shaoyu and Liu Baizi. The situation of the rest was worrying. A hundred years later. , how does Xiandu compete with other branches for a while!
Xi Huzi's mood was waning, and he waved his hand and said: "You two should step aside and watch carefully."
Xie Falcon and Duan Wenhuan looked at each other, confused, and saw that the leader had a cold face. He didn't dare to say anything, and stepped aside dejectedly, looking a little depressed.
Wei Rongniang was very dissatisfied with her apprentice and scolded her in a low voice: "I've made the same old mistake again. No matter how many times I teach you, how can you handle a sword like this!" Duan Wenhuan smiled sarcastically, but thought in his heart that Dabi was just a fellow disciple. In the competition of skills, if he really wants to be like Wei Shiqi, he will do whatever it takes, and he will crawl all over the place. There will be no glory in winning. He cannot afford to lose face.
Fu Baoyuan looked at the master's face and called Zhao Zongxuan and Wei Shiqi to come forward to compete. Xi Huzi had high hopes for these two second-generation disciples, and said thoughtfully: "Use all your strength, don't hold back, let the elders see how much you really have."
Zhao Zongxuan was silent, and when Fu Baoyuan exited the bluestone ground, without saying a word, he shrugged his shoulders slightly, and the phoenix sword on his back soared into the sky, like a dragon rising out of the sea, and the phoenix roaring in Qishan, and disappeared in an instant.
The sharp sound of the sword was so heart-breaking that Wei Shiqi felt his scalp numb and walked away. The instinct of the beast drove him to keep moving and did not dare to stop for a moment. He had a strong crisis. Once he stopped, The flying sword will fall on his head and split him in two.
The sound of the sword's cry covered a very wide area and spread beyond the blue stone ground. Unable to be disturbed, the second-generation disciples who were watching retreated one after another and judged each other's cultivation level.
On the bluestone ground, Wei Shiqi turned into a gray shadow, erratically moving forward and back around Zhao Zongxuan. Although he couldn't see where the flying sword was, he noticed that the sound of the sword came from the top of Zhao Zongxuan's head. The closer the distance, the more intense the interference of the sound of the sword on the body and mind. The soul was shaken and the head was splitting. People couldn't help but cover their ears and head. yelled.
Zhao Zongxuan was like a spider entrenched in the center of the web, patiently watching his prey struggle, looking for an opportunity to deliver a fatal blow. Wei Shiqi became a prey trapped in the spider's web. If he could not get out of the predicament, he would die from the spider's fangs sooner or later.
Amidst the sound of swords, the clatter of footsteps was as fast as a drum. It lasted for as long as a stick of incense, but it was still as agile as ever, without any signs of slackening. Zhao Zongxuan was a little anxious, activating the Mingfeng Sword to consume a lot of real energy. He could not continue the stalemate indefinitely, but Wei Shiqi moved so fast. Once the flying sword failed and the opponent was close to three feet in front of him, he could only Let others slaughter you.
Both sides are seeking change.
Zhao Zongxuan was the first to take action. He slapped his waist and released a dagger from the sword pouch. The sword flew into the air, stimulating the true energy. The sound of the sword suddenly increased, like a wire thrown into the sky, sharp and piercing. If there is, if there is not.
Dual-purpose swordsmanship is Li Shaoyu's unique sword technique. Among his disciples, only Zhao Zongxuan has received his true inheritance.
For a moment, Wei Shiqi's heart was shaking, his soul was shaking, as if he was stuck in a quagmire, and his reactions and movements became extremely slow. His heart was clear, and the flying sword would be close to him the next moment, but he was caught by the sound of the sword. Too late to respond.
At the critical moment, Wei Shiqi recited a short spell and cast three "Requiem Spells" on himself to calm his mind. Suddenly, he caught a glimpse of a bright light at the end of his eyes, like the twilight or autumn water, passing by in the sky. He could see Really, he raised the iron rod and pointed it forward, impartially, just like the point of the Mingfeng Sword.
He Jingxian took half a step and was about to take action to stop him. When he saw Wei Shiqi getting rid of Jian Ming, he blocked Ming Feng Sword in time and retracted his steps. The Mingfeng Sword is one of the three famous swords of the Xiandu Sect, second only to the Seven Birds Sword and the Red Scale Sword. Once activated, the sound of the sword is breathtaking. The most powerful thing is that Wei Shiqi used the "Soul Requiem Technique" "Recovering his consciousness was a stroke of genius, which surprised him.
The flying sword spun rapidly and was blocked by the iron rod, preventing it from advancing even an inch. Wei Shiqi looked carefully and saw that the Mingfeng Sword was as thin as a cicada's wing and almost transparent. No wonder it disappeared as soon as it soared into the sky.
Taking advantage of the stalemate between him and Mingfeng Jian, Zhao Zongxuan quietly lowered his flying sword and circled behind him, intending to defeat the enemy in one fell swoop. Unexpectedly, Wei Shiqi had planned something early, and used all his strength to urge the true energy to pour into the iron rod. The yellow light lit up layer by layer, overlapping nine layers in an instant. He lifted the Mingfeng Sword several feet, and his body retreated sharply backwards.
Seeing Wei Shiqi running towards him, Zhao Zongxuan knew that he had been tricked, and desperately used his dagger to stab him in the back, while at the same time using his Mingfeng Sword to attack him from both sides. To wield two swords with one heart is already his limit. It depends on how Wei Shiqi resists.
Wei Shiqi suddenly lay down on his back, and slid under the dagger against the bluestone. He swung the iron rod and hit the hilt hard. His wrist turned slightly, and the dagger suddenly lost control and rolled towards the Mingfeng Sword. . Zhao Zongxuan was caught off guard and hurriedly used the Mingfeng Sword to dodge, but he ignored Wei Shiqi who bumped into him.
The iron rod bounced up like a poisonous snake and pointed at Zhao Zongxuan's throat. The Mingfeng Sword was a little slower and was still several feet away from Wei Shiqi's chest. The winner was decided, Xi Huzi and He Jingxian took action at the same time, one grabbed the iron rod, the other caught the Mingfeng Sword, and separated the two.
On the surface, the match between Wei Shiqi and Zhao Zongxuan was evenly matched. If no one intervened, both sides would suffer in the end. However, Zhao Zongxuan knew full well that Wei Shiqi's stick hit him in the throat, and he still had time to knock Mingfeng away. Sword, in a life and death fight, he was still inferior in the end. Sword cultivators must break through the sword qi barrier before they can completely suppress body cultivators, weapon cultivators, and talisman cultivators. This has been an unbreakable fact for thousands of years, and he has confirmed this with his own experience.
Li Shaoyu felt sorry for his apprentice. The key to this battle lies in the three "Requiem Techniques" Wei Shiqi cast on himself. If Zhao Zongxuan is not in a hurry for success, he may still have a chance of victory. However, victory or defeat is not important. With the strength of Wei and Zhao, they are enough to stand out from their peers and participate in the sword debate in Chixia Valley a few years later.
