"How can it be?!"
Ding Yuan's heart trembled, he stared at each of Yang Qingxuan's swords carefully, for fear of missing anything.
These ten big characters were brandished for ten days. As the last sword ended, Yang Qingxuan stood with his hands behind his back and sighed again.
After that, he stood there quietly, full of melancholy.
"What are you sighing for?"
Ding Yuan finally couldn't bear it anymore, he came out from the void and flew down to the jade platform.
Yang Qingxuan sighed: "I can't master this sword scripture. It's been almost three months since I comprehended it, and it's only at the current level, and there are fewer and fewer things that can be comprehended. It's hard to improve."
Ding Yuan spat out a mouthful of old blood, boundless anger burst out from his eyes, wishing he could cut him off with a single sword!
It took him nearly 30 years to realize this level. He only spent three months, and he was still dissatisfied. He had the desire to kill someone!
He flicked his sleeves and shouted: "Look at the sword!"
A bright and shining sword landed in his hand, and stabbed through.
Yang Qingxuan was shocked, his pupils dilated suddenly, the sword move that Ding Yuan used contained that domineering sword intent, knowing that he was testing himself, he couldn't help but feel happy, the Shengxie sword came out in an instant, and greeted him.
"boom!"
The two swords trembled, and the same sword intent spread between the two, shooting around.
Ding Yuan suppressed his strength in the early stage of Zhenwu, and this sword was evenly divided.
Both of their faces changed, and they were happy and angry, and they flew away, and they used their sword tactics again to meet them.
"Bang! Bang!"
After a few moves, the terrifying sword intent rippled and emerged around.
The jade platform, the rubbing paper, and even the barren stone all gradually disappeared under the fight between the two, and returned to the bamboo forest.
The chaotic sword slashed, and a large piece of bamboo was cut off, and the bamboo leaves were swept into the sky by the sword energy, and turned into leaf rain, and sprinkled down one after another.
Yang Qingxuan's swordsmanship was extremely swift and fierce, piercing directly between Ding Yuan's eyebrows, but halfway he made a sudden turn and slashed at his left shoulder.
Ding Yuan shouted: "Good job!"
With a slight sway of his body, he dodged the sword's force, and then counterattacked several times, one sword faster than the other.
"Bang! Bang! Bang!"
Yang Qingxuan didn't dare to take it head-on, and retreated several steps before defusing the sword move.
When Ding Yuan gained the upper hand at once, he refused to let go and rushed forward. The big strings of sword intent were like rain, and the small strings were like whispers, both fast and slow, making it hard to figure out.
Yang Qingxuan was frightened, so he could only fight fast, cooperate with sword step and body technique, and barely deal with it.
If Ding Yuan suppressed him with the strength of the original martial arts realm, it would be normal for him to lose, but at this moment Ding Yuan is also suppressing his cultivation at the early stage of true martial arts, and he can still gain the upper hand, which makes Yang Qingxuan feel dissatisfied.
"A little awe-inspiring spirit, a thousand miles of blissful wind!"
When the Shengxie sword shook, a piece of sword flower swayed and turned into ripples, and there was a mournful sound on the sword, which was disturbing.
"good!"
Ding Yuan gave a big praise, and it was also a sword that was full of energy, opened and closed, and slashed down in the air!
"boom!"
The sword light surged and turned into sword wind, scattering the robes of the two of them up and down.
Ding Yuan's sword was relatively wide, and when he pressed hard, his true energy exploded, causing Yang Qingxuan to retreat several steps.
Just as the two were fighting, two people quietly appeared in the sky, Qing Buli and Lu Jiangpeng, both watching the battle below in astonishment.
"How is it possible? Yang Qingxuan is only slightly weaker than the disadvantage, this, this..."
Qing Buli froze, unable to speak for a while.
Lu Jiangpeng's eyes sparkled, and he said in shock, "It's terrible. With the same level of cultivation, facing the number one swordsman of the Northern Five Kingdoms, he can fight hundreds of moves undefeated."
Qing Buli said in a concentrated voice: "Ding Yuan's sword intent is still stronger than Yang Qingxuan's, but this..., this is too absurd, how could Yang Qingxuan's sword intent be so strong?"
"Genius, this is genius!"
Lu Jiangpeng said excitedly: "In just three months, I have mastered the sword intent that Ding Yuan took thirty years to master!"
Yang Qingxuan and Ding Yuan had already fought fiercely, most of the vast bamboo forest was destroyed, and the surroundings were full of sword energy, and the figures of the two fought faster and faster.
Every time Ding Yuan strikes, it is as if several swords are coming out at once, the speed is suffocating.
Yang Qingxuan was so overwhelmed that he couldn't breathe, he just felt that there were sword shadows all around him, all the time, every sword covered the key points on his body, he could only keep swinging the sword to resist, and at the same time dodge with footwork, as long as he was a little careless, he would May be wounded by the sword.
The two fought thousands of moves, Ding Yuan's advantage continued to expand, Yang Qingxuan fell into a disadvantage, feeling extremely tired, only defense was left, and he had no power to fight back.
At this moment, the sun has slanted to the west, the moon is on the edge of the sky, and the sky above the head has turned dark blue, but within the bamboo forest, the sword glow is like a long snake, and it is like a thunderbolt sweeping through the sky.
"Bang! Bang! Bang!"
The frequency of the two swords' clashes became faster and faster. Both of them were pale and consumed a lot of real energy. As the sky turned dark, there were constant wailing sounds from the Shengxie sword, and Yang Qingxuan became a little irritable.
"This old man's swordsmanship is natural, and it's as fast as lightning. His sword is imbued with no flaws. He has already obtained the essentials of the sword scriptures. He is completely superior to me. It seems that he will definitely lose."
Yang Qingxuan lamented in his heart, and became extremely admiring for Ding Yuan. He put away the thoughts of victory and defeat in his heart, and concentrated on fighting, with nothing in his eyes except the sword.
After getting rid of impetuosity and calming down, the sword became more stable. Although he couldn't break through Ding Yuan's sword suppression, he could defend himself for a while, so that he wouldn't lose.
Yang Qingxuan was depressed, but Ding Yuan was even more depressed and wanted to hit the wall.
Originally thought it was a very simple battle, you could win with dozens of moves at most, but I didn't expect that after fighting for several hours and tearing down thousands of moves, it was just gaining the upper hand. Looking at Yang Qingxuan's sword intent, although it is not as good as Wang Yang's willful, it is also The rhythm is extremely strong, like a circle, and it cannot be attacked at all.
After dismantling more than 300 moves, Ding Yuan also realized that this is a difficult sword fight, without thousands of moves, it is impossible to tell the winner.
So he also calmed down, maintained his upper hand, and continued to expand his advantage.
As the sky turned dark, the two fought four or five thousand moves. Yang Qingxuan's defense became smaller and smaller, and he stepped into danger several times. Butterflies flutter.
Qing Buli asked: "Elder Lu, how long do you think Yang Qingxuan can last?"
Lu Jiangpeng looked ponderous, glanced at the sky, and sighed: "I'm afraid I won't last until dawn."
Qing Buli nodded and said: "You and I see the same thing. In fact, Yang Qingxuan's swordsmanship has no flaws at all, otherwise Ding Yuan would not be unable to attack for a long time. He lost because of his sword intent. After all, he is not as experienced as Ding Yuan. .”
Lu Jiangpeng's eyes lit up, and he said, "Ding Yuan is the number one swordsman in the Northern Five Kingdoms. It's incredible that he can hit this level at the same level."
Qing Buli nodded, fully agreeing with his point of view.
Yang Qingxuan is about to die, everyone hurry up to get some monthly tickets for reinforcements~
(end of this chapter)