After the two of them each took a step back, they mobilized the spiritual energy in their bodies again, and then fought together again.

When they reached the stage of cultivating immortals, their fighting movements no longer pursued gracefulness and gracefulness, but instead pursued speed, accuracy, and ruthlessness.

In just a few seconds, they had exchanged hundreds of moves.

The entire circular square was filled with the sound of swords clashing, and the surrounding air also made explosive sounds from time to time, making people's blood boil and full of fighting spirit.

After a minute, the sound of the swords clashing disappeared.

Wang Changsheng and Liu Qing also stopped. Wang Changsheng's sword was seen piercing Liu Qing's shoulder, but the sword in Liu Qing's hand was hanging in mid-air, as if it was about to strike Wang Changsheng.

It was just half a step slower, allowing Wang Changsheng to seize the opportunity.

"Who among them wins and who loses?" The disciples who were watching from the eight major families and the six major sects asked.

"It should be that the winner hasn't been decided yet!" someone replied.

"How come there is no winner? It can be seen with the naked eye that Wang Changsheng has the advantage. As long as he passes the sword forward, Liu Qing will be stabbed to death." Some people hold different opinions.

But as soon as the people with different opinions finished speaking, someone stood up and retorted:

"Although Wang Changsheng passes the sword forward, Liu Qing will be injured or die, but does Wang Changsheng dare to pass the sword forward? Didn't you see that Liu Qing's sword is also in the air? As long as Wang Changqing dares to take a step forward, Liu Qing will

The sword will cut Wang Changsheng in half."

What the retort said makes sense.

At this moment, Wang Changsheng on the court did the opposite.

He did not choose to move forward with the first sword, but chose to withdraw the sword.

It has to be said that Wang Changsheng has rich practical experience, and he actually made a choice that was beneficial to him so quickly.

The knife in Liu Qing's hand was empty.

Liu Qing was startled for a moment. He had never thought that Wang Changsheng would make such a choice. However, before he could react, he felt a chill.

The next second, Wang Changsheng's sword stabbed Liu Qing again.

The sword was so fast that Liu Qing did not expect that Wang Changsheng would step back and then suddenly step forward without reacting at all.

This sword hit Liu Qing's chest.

Wang Changsheng pretended to retreat, firstly to avoid the knife in Liu Qing's hand, but also to kill Liu Qing by surprise.

Viewed from the Fruit Mountain, he did it.

Wang Changsheng looked at Liu Qing condescendingly and asked, "Do you want to admit defeat?"

Liu Qing's face was pale. Although he was not convinced, he could only say: "Admit defeat!"

The sword is now against his chest. If he doesn't admit defeat, the sword will pierce his chest in the next second.

After hearing Liu Qing say the words "admit defeat", Wang Changqing took back his sword.

Liu Qing waved his fist unwillingly, jumped out of the field, and left without looking back.

Wang Changqing stood in the center of the square with a long sword in his hand and asked: "Is there anyone else on stage? If no one comes on stage, I will recover my spiritual energy first."

After saying this, seeing that no one came on stage, Wang Changqing sat cross-legged on the ground and began to regain his spiritual energy.

At this time, an old man in his sixties walked into the circular square.

He was different from others in that he walked in with a sword.

His pace is slow, his aura is strong, and he exudes the demeanor of a great master.

He walked to the center of the stage without urging him, and just watched quietly as Wang Changsheng regained his spiritual energy.

When Wang Changsheng recovered his spiritual energy and opened his eyes, the old man who had just stepped onto the stage with a sword said, "I'm here to meet you."
Chapter completed!