While speaking, the two figures of Zhantai finally got started and turned into two sword rainbows, one black and white, and one wind and snow. The two sword rainbows were as fast as crossing space, exceeding the eyes of most people, and in an instant
Hand over together.
Two top ten talented geniuses in Mangyuan, Northern Region, fought against each other.
Xue Wuye and Shangguan Qingyu, two young generation sword-doctrine geniuses, seemed to be faster than whose sword, at this moment, and between a few breaths, the two had fought more than thirty moves.
Most of the audience around the battlefield could not see the moves of the two of them at all. They could only see two high-speed moving figures, wrapped in the dazzling sword shadows, stepping on dazzling steps.
, constantly colliding, separating, interlacing, and thousands of sword energy in the battle circle are scattered, and it is even more impossible to judge the situation of the battle situation.
It is hard to see clearly, but it does not affect people's knowledge that this is a rare duel between masters. This is much more exciting than Su Junbao's move that determines the outcome. At least the scene is like this, and both
People are real powerful people in the same realm of the Nascent Soul Realm, and they are definitely not like Su Junbao who relies on his strange power to take advantage of the low-level realm.
As Xue Wuye and the other two fought more and more intensely, there were already thunderous applause and cheers everywhere.
Yan Guiyi was also watching. With his eyesight, it was unlikely to see this level of battle clearly, but he was also very focused, because the elder brother said that these were all good opportunities for him to learn.
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At this time, the fake Su Junbao next to him rarely opened his eyes from entering into meditation. With his cultivation level, he could see the figures of the two clearly with just a few glances. Even when they drew their swords, the spiritual sword passed by
The trajectory was clear at a glance, and he could even feel the change in the force of Xue Wuye and Shangguan Qingyu's wrist holding the sword, urging every slight fluctuation of the true energy.
However, after just a few glances, he closed his eyes again. Both of them have good talents, but their growth environment destined that their achievements will not be too high. As a strong person from a super power, this level is
I can't even catch his eyes.
Shangguan Qingyu should have practiced the supreme sword technique of the Tianchong Kingdom royal family, "Eight Desert Tai Chi Sword Technique". His sword became round, and a green spirit sword kept drawing out whirlpool-like sword energy flowing.
Xue Wuye activated the sharp sword energy and was swept into the flow of the opponent's sword energy, just like being swept into a deep sea vortex. The invincible sword move was dissolved by Shangguan without a trace.
Not only that, it is rumored that Yanhe's "Eight Desert Tai Chi Sword Technique" contains the yin and yang principles between heaven and earth. The whirlpool drawn from the tip of the sword is sometimes as gentle as a stream, sometimes like a storm in the sea, rushing endlessly, at any time
It is possible to strangle people into pieces.
Xue Wuye on the other side activated his true energy and exerted the Taiyue sword technique of the Xiyue royal family to the fullest.
The green holy sword sometimes emits a green light like green leaves, and sometimes carries bone-thunderous ice light, turning into a thunder blow, stabbing out with a sword, and suddenly, a cold light shines everywhere.
Both sides started to test, and when they reached the battle of 300 moves, they no longer had any reservations.
Both of them are the top sword geniuses, and they are extremely fast in their moves. There are only two people, but they show dozens of figures. The sword energy that burst out is dense, like a sea of swords, filling the entire one
Space makes people feel that as soon as they get close, they will be crushed by these thousands of sword energy.
"Brother Lan, what do you think of the sword skills of these two people?"
Someone from the South China Palace Museum on the main stage asked Lan Ying.
"What do I think?"
Lan Ying turned her head, and a look of disdain appeared on the corner of her mouth.
"The showdown between the two of them seems exciting, but it is actually flashy and full of flaws. After all, the low-level sword decision is a low-level sword decision, and it is difficult to reach the elegance of the great place. It is not worth laughing at. If I take action, the three swords will be enough to defeat them!"
Lan Ying said that in the eyes of people in South China, these two people are the only ones who may cause some trouble for them, but in Lan Ying's eyes, it is still not worth mentioning.
I think it is true. As the direct descendant of the Saint Family, Lan Ying has such a profound family knowledge. She has the opportunity to practice those advanced second and third grade martial arts skills, so how could she take these fourth and fifth grade sword skills into her eyes.
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The game is lively, but in fact it is all about some flower-like styles.
Their only worry is that the Demon Moon Sect hidden in the dark. When they think of the death of Murong Qiudi and others, Lan Ying burst into a cold air!
"Big brother, in your opinion, who will win the two of them?"
After watching for a while, Yan Guiyi couldn't help asking the fake Su Junbao, although he didn't want to disturb the other party's rest.
"Snow is not night!"
Su Junbao opened his eyes, glanced a few more times, and spit out three words. When someone asked, he might ignore it, but this person was the king. If he was too distant, he would inevitably reveal his feelings.
"Why, I saw that they were evenly matched!"
Yan Guiyi asked in confusion. When the people around him heard it, they also listened to it, and wanted to hear what great ideas this little king who has repeatedly created miracles can have.
"Because as a warrior, his sword is more pure, sharper, and more sharp!"
After saying a word, Su Junbao closed his eyes again, leaving behind a group of people who couldn't understand.
"kill!"
As he was speaking, a firm and determined angrily shout came from the battle stage, which was Xue Wuye's voice.
In an instant, on the battlefield, all the sword shadows and figures seemed to be still, with only a bright sword light passing through the space like a shuttle of light.
At the end of the space is Shangguan Qingyu's figure. His eyes shrank, and his pupils were almost filled with sword light.
"The starry sky is extinct!"
Xue Wuye's sword was shot with all his strength, and after this sword, the competition was about to come to an end.
"Eight Desolations and Infinites!"
Facing the opponent's extremely firm and decisive killing move, Shangguan Qingyu activates the sixth-grade spiritual sword in his hand with all his strength, and uses the Eight Desert Tai Chi sword technique to meet the flying sword light.
But this time the sword move he drew could no longer stop this invincible sword light.
"Puchi."
The green spirit sword penetrated Shangguan Qingyu's right shoulder. At the same time, the sword in Shangguan's hand also passed by Xue Wuye's ear. The sword energy cut off only a few long hair and gently fell onto the platform.
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"Swish!" Xue Wuye drew his sword.
"Bang!"
At the same time, Shangguan Qingyu, who was seriously injured on his right shoulder, could no longer hold the spiritual sword in his hand and fell to the ground. The sixth-grade spiritual weapon also fell on the platform.
He lost in this competition.
"You are very strong, but you lost!" Xue Wuye said.
Shangguan Qingyu's face, which was always cynical, became extremely quiet. He knew that if the opponent had killed the sword just now, he would definitely die on the spot, but Xue Wuye only let him die.
"This person... seems to have made progress again!" Zhen Su Junbao looked at the stage and said again.