Long Xianli sat alone on the throne arranged for her by Qinchuan people.
As the elder of the sword representing the Shenjian Sect, Long Xianli's status is unshakable. In addition to her reputation, even the aloof Qinchuan people do not dare to neglect her.
Wuyun walked in, and everyone from the Shenjian Sect focused their attention on him.
"It turns out that Senior Brother Zhang's opponent this time is this guy!"
"I heard that this man's methods are vicious, and both Bei Xuanming and Sun Zhimiao who fought against him were either killed or injured!"
"Haha, he's not a good guy after all! Senior Brother Zhang, use your special skills to teach this guy a lesson!"
"No one who has fought against Senior Brother Zhang can survive fifty rounds. I don't know if this guy can break the record!"
"I heard that this guy can also control swordsmanship, but I don't know which one is more powerful than the swordsmanship of our Divine Sword Sect."
"You idiot, are you still asking? Our Excalibur Sect's sword control skills must be great!"
"Yes... yes?"
"Let's watch later and see how Senior Brother Zhang deals with this Wuyun!"
…
The disciples of the Divine Sword Sect were talking to each other without any cover-up, and their voices were quite loud. Even if Su Yun at the other end obviously heard them, they didn't care.
"Kaifeng!"
Long Xianli on the throne spoke.
Zhang Kaifeng in the crowd quickly stepped forward and clasped his fists respectfully: "Elder!"
But listen to the sweet and soft voice emerging.
"In this battle, you must use all your strength. You must not hold back at all, underestimate the enemy in the slightest, and you must not be lazy for a moment! Do you understand? I want you to defeat him! You must win this game!"
Long Xianli's expression was serious and his words were serious.
Zhang Kaifeng was stunned for a moment when he heard this. It was the first time he saw the elder so serious.
Thinking of the previous scene where Elder Long was talking to Wuyun, Zhang Kaifeng always felt that Wuyun should have some connection with Elder Long.
However, since Wuyun participated in the Mountain and River Ranking, he was probably just a young and immature person. How could he get involved with such a high-ranking person as Elder Long
Maybe he just knows people like Wuyun's father.
Zhang Kaifeng thought about it and agreed seriously.
"Okay! Go ahead, don't lose the face of our Divine Sword Sect." Long Xianli said calmly.
"As you command, elder!"
Zhang Kaifeng took a deep breath, turned around and stared at Su Yun, then walked towards the ring in a whirlwind. When he got close, he turned over and jumped in.
Both of them entered the ring, and the moment they entered the ring, the barriers around the ring continued to flicker. After a few breaths, the barriers turned into brick-like barriers, isolating the inside and outside of the ring. Only the referee could enter the ring at will. .
After entering the ring and looking at the masked man in front of him, Zhang Kaifeng was silent for a moment and couldn't help but speak.
"What is your relationship with our Elder Long?"
"Why are you asking this?" Su Yun asked.
"Elder Long wants me to defeat you! She has never said that in the previous games. Why does she have such a request against you? What? Have you provoked our Elder Long?"
"Provoking? It's considered provoking. What? Do you want to know the secret between me and your elder Long?"
"Secret matter? Don't come here! Elder Long is such a holy person, will he still have secret matters with you?" Zhang Kaifeng seemed a little unhappy, and said solemnly: "Elder Long has a high level of cultivation and extraordinary methods, but a lowly person like you, How could you be involved with her? Watch me deal with you later!" Zhang Kaifeng said seriously.
The referee came and stood between the two.
"The Lion-Jin-Dragon competition is about to begin. Zhang Kaifeng, a player from the Divine Sword Sect, will face off against Wu Yun, a player from the Wang family. In this competition, the winner will have the qualifications to enter the Sacred Hall and compete for the ranking of the Mountain and River Ranking. Please do your best Let’s go!”
After saying that, the referee raised his hand, looked at the two people's focused expressions, and then suddenly let it go.
"The game officially begins!"
The sound fell, but after hearing a "clang", Zhang Kaifeng had already pulled out the long sword in the scabbard at his waist.
It was a slender, soft sword, purple in color and with strange patterns on its body. With a movement of his body, he jumped in front of Su Yun like a ghost, and cut straight with his sword. His movements were clean and neat, with no tricks or feints. This move would kill Su Yun.
At that moment, Su Yun also moved, his eyes as dark as the abyss flashed with light, and he saw his arm move, lifting the death sword in his hand, and the hilt blocked the soft sword.
Parried.
The person below him breathed hard and held his breath.
"The reaction is good! He deserves to fight with me!"
Zhang Kaifeng shouted low, raised his hand, and his five fingers changed from seven to nineteen in a breathless time. In an instant, the strange patterns on the soft sword burst out with a dazzling purple light, and the soft sword suddenly wrapped around him like a poisonous snake. The hilt of the sword then went around and hit Su Yun's neck.
"What?"
"What kind of sword is this?"
There was an uproar in the audience. People were like a group of people who suddenly woke up from their sleep. They were all restless. It was the first time for many people to see such a weird sword, and only a few people knew what kind of sword it was.
only…
Gada.
The strange noise came out again.
Just as the snake-like soft sword was about to pierce Su Yun's neck, it suddenly became limp and withered, like a dead flower.
Zhang Kaifeng was stunned for half a minute, and when he looked up, he saw another dragon-seal sword controlled by Su Yun stabbing a strange pattern on the soft sword's body at some point.
"You could break my sword?" Zhang Kaifeng couldn't believe it at all.
"Fantasy sword! It uses strange patterns filled with spiritual power as its source, and exerts many powers that are not what a sword should have, such as illusion, physical skills, formation skills and even mysterious numbers. You, the magic sword of the physical skills It is a kind of soft technique. It runs counter to the rigidity of the sword. It can catch the enemy by surprise during a fight. However, the phantom sword has a fatal weakness, which is the phantom pattern on it. If the phantom pattern is attacked, it will instill power into the phantom pattern. Destroy the spiritual profound power within the phantom pattern, and the power of the phantom sword will be affected! The offensive collapses."
Su Yun said.
When Zhang Kaifeng heard this, his heart sank and his expression became more serious than ever.
"I didn't expect you to know even such an obscure swordsmanship as Fantasy Sword. It's amazing! This technique is not taught by the Divine Sword Sect, but is a miraculous skill that my master accidentally learned. Seeing that I have a good talent, my master taught me the Magic Sword Technique. Give it to me, and also give me a magic sword with strange patterns. I thought that no one on the mountain and river list knew about the magic sword, let alone that no one could break it, but I didn’t expect that I would meet someone as knowledgeable as you!”
If the opponent knows his trump card, the battle ahead will be much more difficult. Zhang Kaifeng knew that if he didn't use his full strength, he would probably be defeated by this man.
In fact, Su Yun had never heard of the Phantom Sword before. It was not until he met Master Jian that he learned from his mouth that those who can learn the Phantom Sword are geniuses among geniuses, and they must be mentally strong, otherwise it will be difficult to learn it. Unexpectedly, Zhang Kaifeng He actually possesses such rare magic.
"Then I won't play with you anymore!"
Zhang Kaifeng shouted in a deep voice and drew the soft sword in his hand, and a strange sound erupted from the sword's edge.
Jie! ! !
Su Yun was stunned. Before he could react, he saw a large number of dark purple shadows coming out of the sword and hitting Su Yun's chest arbitrarily.
Bang!
Su Yun stepped back continuously, but soon stopped.
Although it is possible to disrupt the spiritual power in the sword body through strange patterns, this is only temporary and cannot completely destroy the phantom sword. Zhang Kaifeng still has strong combat power.
However, this blow seemed to have no effect on Su Yun. He stabilized his pace, looked at Zhang Kaifeng, and then struck fiercely with his sword.
The Dragon Seal Sword shone with magical light in his hand, Zhang Kaifeng quickly raised his soft sword to resist.
clang!
The two swords collided, and Zhang Kaifeng felt as if the edge of his sword hit a big mountain. His feet sank, and he could hardly stand, and the ground cracked.
What a strength!
He secretly gritted his teeth and thought.
Whoosh! At this time, another dark sword came over and hit the Jiaoyin Sword directly.
The powerful Lingxuan aura was extremely domineering and transmitted to the soft sword through the dragon seal sword.
All of a sudden... boom!
The sound exploded.
Small spiritual energy rippled like ripples, and an explosion occurred where the soft sword and the dragon seal sword touched. Zhang Kaifeng was directly blown away and fell to the ground, with blood spilling from the corner of his mouth.
"Senior Brother Zhang!!"
In the audience, Shenjian sent people to shout.
But seeing Su Yun's figure moving away, turning into phantoms, leaping to Zhang Kaifeng's side, slashing wildly with his two swords, the sword shadows filled the sky, and his strong spiritual power was like the claws of a ferocious beast, tearing at him.
Zhang Kaifeng used all his sword skills and parried wildly. His soft sword danced like a whip, swinging wildly.
The clanging sound of clanging was endless, and the spiritual ripples were rippling crazily. People in the audience could only see the two of them being surrounded by a large number of sword shadows, it was so intense.
"So fast!"
The people on the Shenjian Sect side had long been dazzled. Although the fight between the two on the stage did not last long, everyone could see that Su Yun's swordsmanship was good just from his sword fight with Zhang Kaifeng.
"Quick! Accurate! Cruel! Moreover, the swordsmanship is weird. It focuses on human vital points. There are no false moves, and every move is fatal... This kind of swordsmanship is more like what demons and evil beings practice. Wuyun actually learned it. Swordsmanship... Elder, if we continue, I'm afraid Senior Brother Zhang will lose."
A disciple next to him couldn't help but said.
"Look on!"
Long Xianli said calmly, but her little hands couldn't help but tighten.
Kaifeng loses, and if Yanshan loses too, do I really want to kiss that bastard? Long Xianli suddenly felt confused. She didn't know how low Su Yun was. After all, he had been training in the evil world for a while, and she didn't know what his current level of cultivation was. What if... two disciples of the Divine Sword Sect were defeated? so what should I do now? How could I, Long Xianli, be insulted by that treacherous person
Thinking of this, Long Xianli's cheeks turned red for a while, and she bit her pink lips for a while. A touch of charm appeared on her pure and holy face. Even through the veil, it was difficult to hide this intoxicating charm. All the male disciples beside her were looking at it. Demented, even the female disciple was stunned, looking at the beautiful person absentmindedly.
"Elder...what's going on?"
"I don't know...but...the elder is so beautiful...I...if I can get the favor of the elder, how great would it be?"
"Hey, don't dream. How can we covet people like the elder? He's just an elder."
Boom!
At this time, there was a muffled sound on the stage, and Zhang Kaifeng was shaken out. At this moment, his body was covered with sword marks and bruises, and he retreated panting, keeping distance from the person opposite.
On the other hand, Su Yun was not damaged at all!
"It seems that Zhang Kaifeng's sword skills are not as good as Wuyun's!"
"Yeah yeah… "
People in the audience were talking a lot.
Zhang Kaifeng's heart was filled with anger, and a hint of coldness appeared on his handsome face. Suddenly, he raised the soft sword in his hand, and the purple light on the sword shone brightly. Then he waved his arm and stabbed the ground fiercely with the soft sword.
clang! ! !
There was a burst of purple light at the edge of the sword, and then it quickly disappeared without any shocking sight. Everything was intact as before, as if the mysterious skill had not been released at all.
"Um?"
A trace of doubt flashed in Su Yun's eyes.
But now that the matter was over, he had no intention of holding back. He had hit Zhang Kaifeng a lot with his sword just now. Now that he was weak, it was a good time to defeat him.
When the man came, he rushed over with two swords in hand. The two swords came out at the same time and pierced Zhang Kaifeng's heart.
Zhang Kaifeng raised his frightened face, seemingly unable to react in time. Before the sword could be lifted, the two swords pierced his head and heart...
Poof!
Crisp sound.
Blood falls.
There was silence.
Su Yun was stunned, quickly withdrew his swords and backed away.
Then Zhang Kaifeng was struck by a sword on his head and heart. Two blood holes appeared. Blood flowed wildly. He completely lost consciousness and fell to the ground dead...