"There is no trace for thousands of years, and thousands of swords break through the sky!"
Qin Ming forcibly raised the ancient sword in the face of the ferocious sword aura, and the monstrous sword aura surged into the sky.
Brilliant and shocking.
The sword qi was unmatched, once again annihilated all the sword qi, dispelled the Kuroshio, and opened the iron knife.
But Tieshanhe was not affected at all, the more the battle became fiercer, he held the iron knife in the tumbling, and the human knife united, and once again killed Qin Ming. The speed is getting faster and faster, the knife is getting more and more fierce, the black eyes are locked on Qin Ming, his face is expressionless, he strikes again and again, there is cold light everywhere, no one is seen, only the blazing light of the knife is stirring.
Qin Ming was even more fearless, his fighting spirit was surging, his blood was boiling, he lifted his sword and slashed, and the sounds of clanging and cracking kept coming out.
fighting! Indomitable!
This is the battle he longs for!
The top of the mountain was sinking, and the sword qi and pieces of sword qi completely tore through the top of the mountain.
The light soaring into the sky was extraordinarily dazzling, and the black air was fierce and cold.
In the fierce confrontation and ferocious offensive, not only Qin Ming and Tieshanhe fought frantically, but all parties watched the battle with enthusiasm and cheers one after another.
This is the battle of the eight sects of the tea party, and this is the martial arts of the new generation of the eight sects of the Northern Territory.
Wonderful! Fantastic!
Not only many warriors at the Spiritual Martial Realm sighed, but even many experts at the Xuanwu Realm were filled with emotion. It is worthy of being a genius cultivated by the Eight Sects, it is too powerful.
Those eyeliners of the palace are busy recording, these disciples are too strong, and they must pay close attention to them in the later stage.
Qing Ge and Ye Luozhan frowned, watching the battlefield on the top of the mountain solemnly. They are both geniuses cultivated by the two schools. Qin Ming and Tieshanhe, they thought they were missing something. It was a kind of determination and madness, a kind of self-confidence and wildness, and a kind of tenacity that was crazy for martial arts.
In the fierce black air, in the sky full of knives, Qin Ming picked out the 'Mountain and River Epee' again, the ancient sword crashed down like a giant mountain, and the top of the broken mountain sank with a buzz, but Tieshanhe did not dodge, people Like a knife, he doesn't have any fancy moves, but he seems to be endlessly mysterious. His offensive is open and closed, but he hides thousands of murderous intentions.
The knife and the sword collided again, all in the confrontation between electric light and flint. It seemed that there was no abnormality, but in an instant, there was an indescribable depression. The interweaving with the Kuroshio Current forms a wonderful and gorgeous scene.
Both Qin Ming and Tieshanhe were blown away. They coughed up blood continuously, like dead leaves falling to the ground, and turned over the top of the mountain together after landing. But the eyes of the two were particularly bright. They twisted their waists at the same time in mid-air, landed firmly on the mountainside, and rushed at full speed. The moment they rushed to the top of the mountain, they stomped into the air.
Iron knife versus ancient sword!
Qin Ming confronted Tieshanhe!
The sound of clanging was endless, and the two fought fiercely. The jet-black blade pierced the sky, and the fierce black air was like a rushing river tide, raging rampantly in the sky. Not to be outdone, Qin Ming continued to use ancient sword moves, the sword light was bright, the cold light was dazzling, thousands of brilliance, gorgeous but terrifying, every sweep of the sword was enough to shatter and block!
The fierce battle continued. In the wave of swords and sword lights, Qin Ming and Tieshanhe fought fiercely for hundreds of rounds, unable to tell the winner.
Evenly matched! It's even more hearty!
This fierce battle is not only passionate from the outside, Qin Ming and Tieshanhe are even more dangerous and exciting.
Disciples of the eight sects tortured secretly, were nervous about them, and also paid attention to the development of the battle. They knew that Qin Ming still had an ultimate move, which was the terrifying Shura Yuan, and they even believed that Tieshanhe had secret skills. Both of them were looking for the best time, and they were both looking for the opponent's subtle flaws in the fierce battle.
Mu Cheng secretly clenched his fists and his face was gloomy. It was really hard for him to accept that Qin Ming, who was underestimated by him a month ago, showed such amazing brilliance at the Eight Sects Tea Party, which made all the Sects applaud him and made the whole city remember him. Live his name. Is this really Qin Ming
Li Nian and other disciples were also in a trance, Qin Ming was so powerful. In Qingyun Sect, the whole sect ridiculed, and in Wuling City, the eight sects paid attention, such an extreme contrast was really unacceptable. The person they once despised has become an existence they cannot contend with.
A Qin order made thousands of disciples of the new generation of Qingyun Sect a joke.
Ling Xue and the others suddenly remembered what Qin Ming said the day he walked into Wuling City, I want to be in the top five!
It felt like a joke at the time, he just said it casually, but thinking about it now, he had already made a decision that day.
The fierce battle on the top of the mountain lasted for less than half an hour. Qin Ming and Tieshanhe were covered in blood. When the knives and swords were swiped, in addition to the sound of rushing thunder and the rolling sword energy and knife glow, there was also a huge pressure. The capillaries on the skin of both of them were crushed, and an unknown amount of blood spit out from their mouths. It's just that the characters of both of them are too tenacious, no one will be shaken by this, a situation of endless death!
People who don't know the situation think they have a deep hatred.
However, for Qin Ming and Tieshanhe, the greatest respect is to knock each other down.
When the swords collided, the iron knife and the ancient sword were blown away at the same time, not because of how fierce the attack was, but because the bones of the two hands were fractured at the same time, and blood flowed horizontally.
The Dayan ancient sword roared and flew out of the top of the mountain, and stuck at the foot of the mountain.
Ling Xue was the first to move forward, guarding beside the ancient sword, staring up at the top of the mountain.
And Tieshanhe's iron knife was forcibly controlled in mid-air, and rolled back again, hanging high above his head.
Crowds of people all over the mountains and plains were silent, looking nervously at the mountains, is it going to be the winner? Tieshanhe's sword cannot be fought with the body. Confronting Tieshanhe is equivalent to contending with himself and the iron sword. If Qin Ming lost the ancient sword, wouldn't it mean he was at a disadvantage
"Unless Qin Ming has another secret move, he will be defeated." Yang Yi and other disciples of the Earth Spirit Sect frowned. Qin Ming could win his two juniors with Shura's grudge, but he might not be able to win Tieshanhe.
Qin Ming and Tieshanhe stood on both sides of the top of the mountain, panting heavily, covered in wounds and covered in blood, they all looked like ferocious beasts, giving off a very violent aura.
"My soul is the soul of the sword, and my body is the body of the sword. I am the sword, and the sword is me, and everything in the world is my sword." Tieshanhe's voice was hoarse and low, like the murmur of an evil creature from hell, the blood from the wound, all over his body All the blood stains on the ground miraculously floated up at this moment, converging into thin blood energy, rushing towards the sword suspended in the sky.
In an instant, an invisible aura enveloped the top of the mountain, and the pieces of broken stones and pieces of dust in the crumbling ruins were all suspended in the air, emitting murderous intent, as if they were about to turn into thousands of blades.
The eight sect masters are all paying attention at this moment. This should not be Qingyun sect's martial arts, but the most powerful secret technique inherited by the Tie family.
How should Qin Ming respond
The outcome may be decided.
Qin Ming's heavy breathing could feel the overwhelming pressure of the sword gang. Instead of backing down, he revealed a stronger fighting spirit.
Stab it! !
Qin Ming aroused electric light all over his body, scurrying in various parts, but in the depths of the thunder and lightning, wisps of black air permeated, floating unscrupulously in the violent electric light, and more and more, almost wrapped around the whole body, the thunder and lightning Intertwined with black mist, strong light and darkness mixed, a cold air filled the top of the mountain.
His hands clasped tightly like eagle claws, and he slowly held them in front of his chest. Wisps of black air gushed out from his hands and gathered in the middle, like a small whirlwind, spinning violently.
The battlefield seemed to be quiet, and a cold murderous aura spread silently. The disciples of the eight sects at the bottom of the mountain felt the bone-chilling chill, and the hairs all over their bodies stood on end.
"What a murderous aura!" Both Guo Shantong and Xia Xingluo changed their colors. They had experienced it before, but they can be sure that day was far less terrifying than it is now.
woo woo woo...
There seemed to be a faint sound wave sounding between the heaven and the earth, like the sound of wind, and also like the sound of shouting, distant and ethereal.
"Kill!!" Tieshanhe roared suddenly, and took the lead in attacking, with a strange speed, his body was unimaginably fast in an instant, and he put his hands together and rushed towards Qin Ming.
The audience was shocked, they seemed to have seen an illusion, Tieshanhe turned into a sword, with a radiant light, and slashed at Qin Ming. Of course, it is impossible for him to really transform into a real sword. It is a wonderful manifestation, and it is the embryonic form of future supernatural powers. It creates some kind of illusion, but it is enough to explain the horror at this moment.
High in the sky, the swords clanged fiercely, and a mountain-like coercion emerged, dragging a long black tide, and smashed towards Qin Ming, while thousands of gravels on the top of the mountain all exploded, densely gathered, and all turned into sword gangs.
It was as if a stone stirred up a thousand layers of waves, and the entire mountain top boiled.
But at the edge of the riot, at the end of death, Qin Ming was fearless, his eyes were bright red, his hands were raised high suddenly, and the fierce black wind vortex clanged and dispersed, revealing a knife, real and illusory, but it gave people a feeling of palpitations. The sense of danger, as if a seed of death was bred there, made many people shudder.
"What is that?" The disciples of the eight sects were all moved, and they could feel its coldness and killing intent most closely.
The Eight Sect Masters frowned, this knife is unusual! Qin Ming surprised them again.
"The name of the knife, Shura!" Qin Ming shouted, and the black knife struck out instantly, as if piercing through time and space. The cold chill made people tremble from the soul, and the biting murderous aura hit Tie Shanhe's whole body.
The last blow, success or failure in one fell swoop.
The audience was silent, and the needles could be heard. Countless people stared wide-eyed and forgot everything. Even many warriors frowned and clenched their fists to pay attention.