Shen Hao's artistic conception of swordsmanship is actually very high, but he lacks actual combat. Moreover, it is Master Qinglian's understanding of swordsmanship. He needs a hearty battle to transform this understanding into his own.

Neither Duanmu Qingyun nor Shen Hao dared to make the first move. Whoever made the first move would definitely reveal their flaws first.

At this moment, they didn't even blink, staring straight at each other.

There are only seven steps away, who dares to blink?

The moment you blink your eyes, you are already defeated!

This is a duel between masters, and no minor mistakes can be made. It is not just a sword competition, but also a competition of mental strength, will, and patience.

Duanmu Qingyun didn't mean to underestimate Shen Hao at all, even though his cultivation had reached the fifth level of Shi Xiaoyao and he had experienced the baptism of blood in Xuanyuan Ancient City.

But precisely because of this, he could feel that Shen Hao was not a simple opponent.

The two of them faced off like this for more than half an hour. Duanmu Qingyun's eyes became sour and his eyelids twitched slightly.

On the other hand, Shen Hao remained motionless and stood there with a calm expression.

You must know that Shen Hao has absorbed the innate black and yellow energy into the life soil. Under the infection of this ray of innate energy, his body and vitality are slowly getting stronger all the time.

"We can't waste it any longer. If we wait any longer, I'll lose before I take action."

Duanmu Qingyun suddenly took action, and the two swords in his hands burst out with a burst of bright light, and unexpectedly merged into one, turning into a black heavy sword.

Then he took a step forward and displayed extreme speed. Before the people below could react, the heavy sword in his hand pierced Shen Hao's body.

There was a burst of exclamation in the audience, and the next second, Shen Hao's figure gradually blurred and disappeared slowly. It turned out to be just an afterimage.

The moment Duanmu Qingyun took action, Shen Hao jumped up first and slashed his sword from top to bottom, faster than Duanmu Qingyun.

"Bang!"

Duanmu Qingyun had already changed his moves the moment he stabbed into the air, raised his sword upward, and the two sword edges collided together, splashing out a large amount of fire.

The force of the counter-shock bounced the two men away, and they stood on the edge of both sides of the ring.

"Interesting." Two dazzling rays of light shot out from Duanmu Qingyun's eyes.

The bones and muscles in the body move rapidly, making a "crackling" sound.

He changed his previous fighting style when using double swords, gave up those fancy fighting methods, and strode towards Shen Hao. It seemed that he was walking very slowly, but in an instant, he was in front of Shen Hao.

"Bang!"

After the two swords merged into one, the sword body became very heavy, weighing more than two hundred kilograms. It was like a door panel, slashing diagonally towards Shen Hao.

Beads of fire appeared on the sword's edge, as if it had turned into a flaming sword. It was so fast that it caused a sound of wind and thunder.

This seemingly simple sword strike, but Shen Hao found that his escape route was completely blocked and he could not avoid it at all.

Shen Hao's body sank, using skill, his arms shook, and the Feishuang Sword was like a spiritual snake swimming on the black giant sword, shifting the power of the black giant sword to another direction.

A strange color flashed in Duanmu Qingyun's eyes, and he immediately slashed with his sword again. His sword skills were wide open and not sloppy at all.

"Bang!"

Shen Hao struck hard with the sword, and the powerful force made his arm numb and he took a few steps back.

"Your strength can be ranked high in Xuanyuan Ancient City." Duanmu Qingyun held swords in both hands with a solemn expression.

Shen Hao smiled and said: "If I have the chance, I will go to Xuanyuan Ancient City to learn from the geniuses from all over the world. Now, you can also try my sword."

Before he finished speaking, Shen Hao took Xuanji steps and rushed in front of Duanmu Qingyun in the blink of an eye.

"What a speed!"

Duanmu Qingyun only felt that his eyes were dazzled, a sword light had struck the top of his head, the overflowing sword energy had cut his skin, and a stinging feeling came from his head.

"Whoa!"

Duanmu Qingyun leaned back, held his sword in both hands, and stabbed in the air.

Shen Hao twisted his body, dodged the tip of the sword, and landed behind Duanmu Qingyun. The spiritual energy in his body circulated rapidly, and a layer of water vapor appeared on the Feishuang Sword's blade.

"Shuiyun Liuge!"

The elementary Taoist sword art, Shuiyun Sword Technique, was just completed by Shen Hao some time ago.

The reason why he was able to master a sword art to the point of entry so quickly was due to the inheritance and understanding of Venerable Qinglian.

What Shen Hao has to do is to turn these insights into his own understanding, and then surpass the predecessors, then he will be considered a master.

At this stage, it is still difficult for him to surpass his predecessors, but it will be much easier to transform these into his own insights.

At this moment, after Shen Hao performed this sword technique, his understanding of the artistic conception of the sword soared rapidly.

The artistic conception of kendo is divided into four stages: the body follows the sword, the sword follows it, the sword follows the heart, and the sword heart is clear.

At this stage, Shen Hao's artistic conception of swordsmanship is at the high level of moving the sword as he pleases.

“What a powerful artistic conception of swordsmanship!”

Duanmu Qingyun felt the sword intent coming from behind, his face changed, and he remained motionless. The war sword thrust backwards, like an iron shield, blocking the incoming Feishuang Sword.

"Chi Chi!"

The two swords collided fiercely, emitting sparks.

"Destroy the army with one sword!"

Duanmu Qingyun suddenly turned around, lowered his legs, and slashed out with his sword.

This sword belongs to the elementary level of Xuan level. It was Duanmu Qingyun who went through dozens of battles and killed thousands of spiritual beasts before he successfully mastered this sword in the ancient city of Xuanyuan.

Once the sword technique is revealed, it has the momentum to sweep through thousands of armies.

At this moment, the two of them were close at hand. Facing Duanmu Qingyun's killing sword, Shen Hao had to take it hard.

This is Duanmu Qingyun's experience in many battles. He knows that Shen Hao's sword skills are quite clever and very fast, so he will not give him a chance to dodge, forcing him to fight head-on.

"Bang!"

The two swords collided, causing an ear-splitting sword cry.

Shen Hao relied on the subtlety of his Xuanji Steps to narrowly avoid the sword and retreated.

Duanmu Qingyun did not hesitate, stepped forward, held the hilt of the sword with both hands, and shouted with great momentum: "One sword cuts mountains and rivers!"

"Chi Chi!"

Beads of fire appeared on the sword's edge, like a wave of fire, slashing towards Shen Hao.

Shen Hao kicked his legs, ejected into the air, and stepped on the back of the epee in Duanmu Qingyun's hand, causing the epee to sink slightly.

At the same time, Shen Hao flicked his wrist and threw the Feishuang Sword out.

"Bang!"

Duanmu Qingyun quickly changed his moves and swung his sword upward to block the incoming Feishuang Sword.

Just when he was about to lift his sword to attack Shen Hao, suddenly, a strong wind struck from the side.

Shen Hao used his palm as a sword and struck Duanmu Qingyun on the neck. With a bang, he fell to the ground.

Duanmu Qingyun rolled his eyes and fell into coma.
Chapter completed!