Cui Jing and Ji Xiao faced each other at a distance, raised their swords and saluted, according to the ritual of Hanshan's competition.
The red fire sword was bathed in the golden light of the rising sun, and the fiery red sword body shone like a raging flame.
Cui Jing said: "Your sword practice time is too short, I shouldn't have competed with you."
Ji Xiao didn't speak, just nodded. In his hands, the sword that was dismantled by Time EMI was too thin and slender, as if he was more suitable for a calm and heavy long sword.
Meng Xueli watched this scene, and inexplicably came up in his mind the image of Xiao Tingyun holding "The beginning of the sky is boundless", which was unexpectedly harmonious. When he returns to Hanshan this time, as the leader of the Great Competition, he will finally be able to have the "early void" and give it to Xiao Tingyun's hands, he thought.
There was a sharp screeching sound from the patio. Cui Jing swept forward, and when he was three feet close to Xiao Tingyun, his figure suddenly rose from the ground. He rushed out of the sword, and the red sword light fell from a height, as if a wildfire was burning, and the stone patio was like a sea of fire.
The crowd watching the battle was in an uproar, and many people who saw Cui Jing fighting for the first time had to sigh "well-deserved reputation".
Meng Xueli: "The 'Wild Fire Liaoyuan' is the starting gesture. He should have wanted to fight quickly, come and fight with me earlier, but it's a pity..."
Halfway through the words, Xiao Tingyun did not retreat but advanced, the sword in his hand moved slightly, the two swords collided head-on, making a harsh and tooth-stinging sound of sharp blades clashing and rubbing, and then Time Baidai dragged past the red fire sword. Xiao Tingyun flipped his wrist and picked it lightly, like a spring rain putting out a wildfire.
Some of the spectators were puzzled: "How did he pick up Cui Jing's sword?!"
In the Jingsi Valley, Yu Qishu moved with the beginning of the void, and the blade opened the Jihai Sword to relieve Qian Yu's urgent need.
Meng Xueli frowned, feeling faintly that something was wrong. The battle continued, the two sides came and went, the red flame sword was like a fire dragon coming out of its hole, and it was majestic.
Only Cui Jing, who was fighting in person, was under increasing pressure and felt strong. The opponent's eyes were erratic. Sometimes he didn't look at him, but was looking at the northern sky, the direction of the Hanshan Sword Sect.
Everyone thought that the two were even on a par, but Meng Xueli said, "Xiao Tingyun pressed Cui Jing to fight."
Jing Di nodded silently, although he was a little reluctant to admit that if he could fight against Cui Jing, he could probably fight against himself.
Most people don't believe it at all, but someone said, "Elder Meng, your apprentice is indeed filial to you, but you can't..." Open your eyes and talk nonsense.
Meng Xueli: "If you can't see the movement style clearly, you can just stare at the trajectory of one person's sword light, and after a while, switch to another person."
After a while, someone shouted: "As expected! Fellow Daoist Xiao mastered the rhythm of the battle and led the opponent to advance and retreat."
At this moment, a sudden change occurred, and Xiao Tingyun suddenly stabbed three fast swords, like a gust of wind passing through the forest.
Meng Xueli excitedly said: "The turning point has appeared! Cui Jinglu's flaws, the light body technique retreated rapidly, Xiao Tingyun stabbed again, the stab, the stab went wrong?!"
However, Xiao Tingyun's next movements were still as smooth as flowing water. Meng Xueli changed his words: "It wasn't the stab, he just wanted to stab the sword, so this is for..." He almost couldn't explain, "Cough, in order to deter the opponent. ." It can't be to attack an invisible enemy.
The rhythm of the battle returned to the past, and the two seemed to be fighting on the same level. While the audience was amazed, they were puzzled: It is possible to fight like this, but it seems unnecessary.
Someone asked, "Why doesn't Fellow Daoist Xiao take advantage of the victory and end the battle as soon as possible?"
Meng Xueli felt a big head, thinking that I don't know: "This is a two-person exhibition match. You can see the trajectory of the swords and understand their intentions. The Red Fire Sword is strong and brave, and the time is harmonious and smooth. …”
As Ji Xiao said earlier, Cui Jing is a ring play style, so it is beautiful. As for Ji Xiao this time, he had to do two things with one heart. For the sake of Hanshan, which is thousands of miles away, he had to slow down the pace of this game. Everyone looked at it carefully. Those with a slightly higher realm really saw a difference. Cui Jing's sleeves were flying, his body was flexible, and the sword's edge was surging with red flames. Of course, it was very beautiful. The result that is most in line with the practitioner's aesthetics.
Xiao Tingyun has a different sense of beauty. His moves and styles seem to be casual, but they seem to be in harmony with the principles of heaven.
Cui Jing followed his moves, and the sword became faster and faster, and his mind moved with it.
The rhythm of the battle became faster, Yu Qishu almost couldn't keep up with the beginning of the sky, and the power of the dragon swarmed into the sword like a tidal wave. Coupled with Qian Yuzhi's assistance from the side, the real Taiheng fought one against two, and protected his body with his true essence. Being punctured, no longer fighting, he pulled away in anger, and a scream broke out between his lips: "After the break, board the ship!"
With a loud bang, he took the sword of "Early Void", and his body suddenly rose into the sky, breaking through the roof of the hall.
Elder Taishang's huge flying instrument came. His family's nephews, disciples and juniors suffered heavy casualties in the battle with Wufeng Peak Master's faction. The giant ship roared and started, shaking violently and quickly ascending into the sky.
Yu Qishu followed "the beginning of the void" to the outside of the hall. Seeing that the situation was not good, he decisively let go. Sure enough, the magic weapon took off again, turned into a sword light, and chased away.
Yu Qishu didn't feel relieved or relieved, he stared at the night in a daze.
A hoarse voice landed from the distant cloud boat: "Ji Xiao colluded with the demon clan, and his Taoist companion is a demon. The day Meng Xueli appeared was the time when the truth was revealed. ."
The harsh voice spread far and wide, echoing in the valley: "The chaos in Hanshan, starting today—"
Only then did Yu Qishu come back to her senses, and even scolded a series of swear words: "You fart! Turtle king eight..."
Outside the hall, several elders helped the injured disciple, and the young disciples who were not in serious trouble surrounded Yu Qishu.
Yu Qishu was stared at enthusiastically by everyone, and was embarrassed to keep silent, but because of his brilliant performance just now, the young disciples felt that he was tall and radiant, and he was particularly heroic when he spoke dirty words at this time.
After Cui Jing was defeated, he saluted Xiao Tingyun, and Ji Xiao accepted it calmly. He walked out of the patio, handed back "Bai Yin Dai", untied Meng Xueli's cape, and said in a low voice, "Am I playing well?"
Meng Xueli didn't expect that he would ask such a question, so he touched his nose: "That's not necessary."
Ji Xiao nodded, looking a little lost. What's wrong, he thought
When sending off the mining team, when they met Cui Jing on the road, Meng Xueli complimented him with "good-looking play", and Ji Xiao took it in his heart.
In the secret realm, the victory of "Times and Generations", and the control of "Early Void" to retreat from the enemy from thousands of miles away, these may be great, but Ji Xiao believes that the more important thing is that the little daoist thinks that it is good-looking.
The Chongbi Peak Master helped the Sect Master to walk out of the hall, with Yue Que and Liu Lan Peak Master on the side, the Sect Master turned pale, and held Yu Qishu's hand lovingly: "It was you who awakened Chu Kong Wu Ya and saved the sect in danger."
Yu Qishu was tossed all night, her whole body was in pain, and she felt like she was about to fall apart. He said honestly: "Actually it ran out on its own! I'm confused too..."
The head master smiled and said: "Everyone has seen it, good boy, you don't have to be humble, we all thank you."
Yu Qi was about to cry without tears: "It's really not me, I can't be thankful."
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San Jiao lost the demon pill, and the Jiao body curled up in a ball on the bottom of the sea, sobbing lowly.
Da Jiao couldn't listen to it: "Don't cry, when he comes back, you go and beg him to give it back to you!"
San Jiao: "Why 'beg'? He owes me something!"
Er Jiao sneered: "Be awake, we are in this world, it is the uncle who owes money here, and the creditor has to sell his money to collect the debt."
Da Jiao regretted: "Fragrant human flesh can only be seen and not eaten. We sacrificed too much."
Sanjiao cried and nodded: "It's worth it to transform into a dragon."
Da Jiao suddenly heard the movement and waved his tail in a panic: "The sword is back! Get out of the way!"
The author has something to say: Ji Xiao: It must not be good-looking enough, after flying up, blow up a star and set off fireworks
Ah Diao: No need, you really don't need this