Almost everyone did not expect that the battle would be so fierce. The performance of this group of newly born "dragon and phoenix masters" was remarkable, but what everyone did not expect was that Xiahou Qingfeng, a disciple of the Kunwu Sect, although I have been out of the holy place of martial arts once, but the martial arts displayed are even more stable than the young Yingjie who has been trained by Bai Dao for many years.
Just when all the heroes in the world had forgotten to applaud, Xiahou Qingfeng, who was in the battle, blocked Shi Zhongzhi's more than a hundred sword strikes, and then quickly displayed the unique skill in [Taiyi Ruijin Sword Art], shaping a sharp sword with supreme aura. Gengjin's energy, focus on one point, the sword energy successfully pierced through Shi Zhongzhi's vast sea of stellar energy, and the sword pierced through the air, forcibly knocked Shi Zhongzhi's sword into the air.
Shi Zhongzhi retreated a few steps, unable to regain his breath, Xia Hou Qingfeng took two steps forward, the long sword struck out with lightning, and hit the place where the stellar qi in the opponent's hand was condensed.
The stellar energy Shi Zhongzhi reluctantly lifted collapsed immediately, his body shook violently at the same time, with a puff, a mouthful of blood spewed out, and he fell back like a kite with a broken string.
Xia Hou Qingfeng turned over and backed up, two silver flowers bloomed in the air, stepped lightly on his toes, and floated back to the position just now.
Before the applause of all the heroes in the Qingluan Pavilion could be heard, and before Shi Zhongzhi's thrown body fell to the ground, there was a loud noise in the wing room where Cao Sheng and others were, and a piece of tablecloth flew out.
A figure with hands behind its back, stepping on the soft tablecloth as easily as a small boat gliding across the lake, reached Xiahou Qingfeng's head in an instant.
At this time, Shi Zhongzhi's body had just landed on the stage, vomiting blood and rolling on the stage, the master on top of the tablecloth bit the tablecloth, broke into countless pieces, and flew around, but his people were like swallows flying around the branches. A soft voice in the air said: "'Taohuaxi' Song Tianxing came to learn the trick!"
When the words fell, a string of pink peach blossoms burst out of Song Tianxing's hands, and finally grew into a peach tree branch that looked like it was still in full bloom, and came straight towards Xiahou Qingfeng with unparalleled sword aura.
The opponent's sword energy had not yet arrived, but an elegant and slightly sweet fragrance of peach blossoms came to the nostrils. Xiahou Qingfeng felt relieved when he heard it, his eyes were blurred, and he became slightly dizzy.
No, it's Peach Blossom Miasma!
"Peach Blossom Immortal" Song Tianxing's stellar qi has a strange smell that makes people dizzy and weak, just like Xin Dongqing's poisonous palm whose head was smashed by Gui Biesheng, they are the most difficult to deal with in the world One of several martial arts.
Of course Xiahou Qingfeng had heard of the methods of this "Peach Blossom Immortal" Song Tianxing, quickly bit the tip of his tongue, woke up from the addiction, threw the sword flower away from the sword body, and flew towards the opponent. Increase the distance between yourself and your opponent to gain breathing space.
When the silver sword flower came to his body, Song Tianxing's eyes became more murderous. With a sound of "Zheng", three colorful sword flowers burst out from the peach blossom sword in front of him. It was as colorful as a revolving lantern. When the eyes were dazzled, one of the sword flowers suddenly turned into a sword glow, and shot towards Xiahou Qingfeng who was flying away like lightning.
It wasn't until this time that the people watching the battle in Qingluan Pavilion had time to exclaim in surprise. They never thought that the famous swordsman "Peach Blossom Immortal" would take advantage of the opportunity to attack without regard to his status. different.
As soon as the sword light flashed, there was no room to dodge. In the most inappropriate daze and loss, Xia Hou Qingfeng's right hand holding the sword naturally produced a sense, and changed his moves quickly, and accelerated his steps. Everything was driven by his hand and changed direction. Pick up Song Tianxing's Peach Blossom Sword Qi.
Ding!
Under the horrified gaze of all the heroes in the world, Xia Hou Qingfeng's movements were flowing like clouds and flowing water, the silver light sword accurately picked Song Tianxing's sword light, and knocked the sword light that was almost at the tip of the hair two inches in front of him.
Song Tianxing was very good, snorted coldly, and handed over the long sword, the sword body was wrapped in fierce aura, reaching the throat; Xiahou Qingfeng stepped back and raised the long sword again, the two sword tips were half a foot in front of the throat They knocked together, and suddenly a silver flower bloomed, blocking Song Tianxing's sword move.
Song Tianxing's eyes flashed coldly, and he pushed hard, trying to rely on his personal cultivation to overwhelm Xiahou Qingfeng's defense, but who knew that the opponent's sword move had not changed, and the silver flower in front of him suddenly grew bigger Dozens of times, all the sword energy I urged turned into the stellar energy that made up the sword flower. Not only did it fail to break through the opponent's defense, but it made the opponent's defense stronger by a few points.
Song Tianxing was taken aback, and immediately changed his move. The tip of the sword retreated, slightly away from Yinhua in front of him, but only an inch away, and then immediately moved forward, ding ding ding ding...
The sound of sword strikes erupted, and Song Tianxing's swordsmanship was known for its quickness. In just one breath, dozens of swords struck at the heart of the silver flower. When the thirty-second sword hit the heart of the flower, the silver flower The silver flowers finally shattered and turned into light spots all over the sky, scattered one after another.
There was applause from all around, but Song Tianxing's face turned ashen.
Because it was just such a delay, Xiahou Qingfeng, who was exhausted from parrying, was already a few feet away, and regained his posture.
The sneak attack failed, Song Tianxing was furious, and said coldly: "Good swordsmanship! There are only a handful of people in the world who can stop me [Seventy-two Style Peach Blossom Swordplay], your sword move actually blocked my three Twelve hits are enough to make you famous..."
"Then don't I want to thank Song Daxia for his success?" Xiahou Qingfeng couldn't help but sneer, "Song Daxia fought without announcing and launched a sneak attack, just like some people, he is full of the posture of a martial arts master !"
"Bastard!" Song Tianxing's face was flushed with anger, and his face was also flushed with anger, and of course there was Cao Sheng in the wing room on the second floor.
Although Song Tianxing didn't take advantage of the danger, he took advantage of the gap. Xiahou Qingfeng was dealing with Shi Zhongzhi, but he didn't wait for the contest to end, and flew into the arena to strike directly. It was indeed despicable.
Song Tianxing originally thought that he would be killed with one blow. At that time, even if someone accused him of relying on his status and the protection of Cao Sheng and others, no one would dare to do anything to him. It was unscathed, but the loss of face was a bit big.
A Guixu master sneak attacking a Xiantian master, but he can't hurt anyone at all. If word spreads, his face really has no place to put it.
This kid must die!
Song Tianxing let out a roar, and the peach-colored stellar energy rose and shattered like a rain of flowers. Song Tianxing's figure suddenly disappeared, hiding in the peach-blossom miasma-like stellar energy. Front, back, left, and right, the sword energy on the Peach Blossom Sword was like ignited fireworks, hissing and crackling, and afterimages rushed towards Xiahou Qingfeng swiftly!
Xiahou Qingfeng's feet grew like roots, the sword turned as he wished, and silver flowers kept popping up in front of him, blocking Song Tianxing's rapid attack. The sword energy exploded into fireworks in the air.
Xiahou Qingfeng is like a fiery tree and silver flower, colorful and eye-catching on the ring.
The cheers of the heroes watching the battle went up to the sky!
Xiahou Qingfeng is a person who is proficient in strategy, and he knew that he could resist Song Tianxing's attack at this time, mainly because Song Tianxing became angry and lost the calmness of the swordsman, and because he could borrow the opponent's energy from his sword moves to strengthen himself To defend against Yinhua, it can be said that in blocking Song Tianxing's sword move, about half of the Gang Qi belonged to Song Tianxing himself. His defeat is a matter of time.
Anyone with a discerning eye can see the other party's killing intent, and Song Tianxing has consumed so much energy, it will not be long before he regains his energy. If this opportunity is missed, it will give him a chance to calm down and regroup. You can regret it in the underworld.
After defending like this for almost a cup of tea, and after being unable to attack for a long time, Song Tianxing saw that there was something strange in Xiahou Qingfeng's swordsmanship. Jianmang, who was sprinting around, defended impeccably, and did not dare to be careless.
Xia Hou Qingfeng sneered, luck urged the sword, the hand that had been numb from the shock immediately recovered, shouted, [Taiyi Ruijin Sword Art] condensed in one place, the Qi of Gengjin is enough to cut through ten thousand gold, and then just like that The man and the sword slammed into Song Tianxing forcefully, as if they were killed together, it depends on whether it is your death or my death.
The spectators waited for that Xiahou Qingfeng, who had the demeanor of a nobleman, would come here so bravely, they all exclaimed in unison, they didn't dare to watch anymore, but they couldn't stop watching.
Ding Ding Ding, Dang Dang!
The clash of swords and swords sounded like a series of pearls falling on a jade plate.
The figure splits quickly.
Xia Hou Qingfeng's left shoulder and ribs were bloody at the same time, and he retreated quickly in embarrassment, his face was as pale as paper, and there was no trace of blood, but the hand holding the sword was still as steady as a rock, pointing at the opponent, and the faint smile on the corner of his mouth was always the same.
Looking at that Song Tianxing also retreated three steps, he didn't have any injuries on the surface, but soon there was a bleeding mark on the right side of his chest, with a little blood oozing out, it was obvious that he was also cut, and he had to do his best to stop the bleeding immediately.
The heroes watching the battle couldn't help shouting in unison, it's a pity, only two inches away, Xiahou Qingfeng could hit his heart.
Song Tianxing's eyes shot out almost frenzied flames of hatred, and with a roar of anger, he jumped into the air, chasing after Xiahou Qingfeng who was still retreating.
Xiahou Qingfeng was still staring at the stars, and was dizzy from the miasma contained in Song Tianxing's qi. He had been fighting against it before, but after a hard fight, he finally couldn't bear it anymore and became dizzy. fall.
As long as he has a few breaths of time to recover, with his unique physique, he will be able to fight again, but Song Tianxing also sees through this point, desperately deepening his internal injuries, he also wants to avenge him with a sword.
In the past ten years, Song Tianxing was injured for the first time, which can be described as a great shame and humiliation, how can the hatred in his heart be relieved if he doesn't kill Xiahou Qingfeng.
Seeing that Xiahou Qingfeng was about to splatter blood on the spot, a sword light like frost and snow swept across the air, intercepting Song Tianxing before Song Tianxing could kill Xiahou Qingfeng.
Clang!
The two swords clashed.
Unable to defend himself in time, Song Tianxing rolled back, and when he saw it, his heart was shaken immediately, he withdrew half of his strength, and let the opponent's sword force push him ten feet away, falling to the ground, and at the same time he sighed inwardly.
Li Daozong stood quietly on the stage, blocking between Song Tianxing and Xiahou Qingfeng.