The two master-level masters are ready, and we are all arranged to retreat five hundred meters away from the lake. The place for the decisive battle between the two is on the Riyue Island in the lake. It is said that this is based on the safety of spectators. After all, the gods fight, the thunder and the fire are surging, and if we accidentally hurt us, it will not be worth the loss.
Hearing a melodious sound of flute, a person in white clothes fluttering in the south of Qingfeng Lake, a boat sailing without wind. The Taomu Sword God, one person with one sword, slowly drove towards Riyue Island, endlessly chic.
Liu Qingfeng said, nothing else, if I learn this trick, there will be no disadvantage to picking up girls. Three sayings say you care about my January wine and meat, and I will teach you this trick. Liu Qingfeng doesn't believe me. Seeing that you are skinny, I guess martial arts are not as good as me. You still want to fool me? With a cry, Liu Qingfeng was kicked three feet away and fell into a dog to eat shit. This girl's face changed immediately, the road leader, after a while, I will be the master of the moon tower. Sansu pursed his lips, it was almost the same.
According to the three sayings, Zhao Ritian is a martial arts boy. His internal strength is Tianjue magical arts. The swordsmanship is taught by his brother-in-law, the sword god Dongmen hair. It is said that Dongmen hair has been obsessed with swords all his life. After the first battle of Black Cloud City Lord, he has realized the "no sword" way, and Zhao Ritian has also learned a similarity, and only then can he rank among the top ten masters in the world.
The flute fell, and the pipa sounded. The big string is noisy like torrential rain, and the small string is like a whisper. The people on the lakeside were fascinated by it. It seems that Xiaosheng Jianghu really worked hard for this decisive battle. The fight has not yet started, and the momentum alone is worth the price. The sound of the pipa turns sharply, like broken beads falling on the plate. Ye Liangchen, the long robe of Qingyun Road in Longhu Mountain, Hubei Province, walked on the waves and went straight to Sunyue Island. When the two were about to meet, the sound of the pipa stopped, everything was quiet, and everyone held their breath.
Dao Chang Qingyun rose into the sky, and the long sword drew a dazzling white light in the air, slashing towards Zhao Ritian. Before the Zhao Ritian Peach Wood Sword came out of its sheath, Ye Liangchen took the lead and moved to dodge. With a click, the boat was split in half by a sword. Zhao Ritian tapped the side of the ship and jumped onto Riyue Island.
I said that Zhao Ritian's pretence is too big, one step is wrong, one step is wrong, and he misses the first move. I'm afraid that the next step is mysterious. According to the three sayings, swordsmen attach the most importance to the energy of a sword, and that the sword strokes and the swordsman's breathing rhythm are matched properly to exert the greatest power.
Ye Liangchen cut out eighteen swords with one move, like electric flints. Those of us outsiders can only see the fur, and we only feel that the swords are radiant and powerful. The surrounding audience applauded.
Liu Qingfeng's face was very ugly. When I asked what was going on, he said bitterly. I bought Zhao Ritian's ten taels of silver at the Yingou Gambling House. I had no choice but to comfort me, isn't this just the beginning? Maybe it will be the other way around in a while.
After eighteen swords, I thought Ye Liangchen would pause while breathing. Unexpectedly, after 18 swords, he attacked twenty-four swords. The sword light turned red and increased to three feet. Zhao Ritian retreated step by step, and Sun Moon Island was covered with golden chrysanthemums, which were swept by the sword light. Liu Qingfeng sighed, and the chrysanthemum was remnant, hurting all over the floor.
I don't know whether it was Xiaosheng's deliberate arrangement or the real level of the two. Zhao Ritian, the mahogany sword god, did not make a sword from beginning to end, while Qingyun Daochang's offensive continued unconsciously, with more than 300 swords unknowingly. During the period, the sword light of Dao Chang Qingyun grew by three feet, and the color changed to black. Zhao Ritian is no longer fluttering in white clothes. Although there is no serious injury, his clothes are cut into long cloth strips by sword light.
The ragged clothes of the peach wood sword god Zhao Ritian were in a mess in the air, but he never made a sword. According to the three sayings, Zhao Ritian seems to be at a disadvantage, but he has some reservations. He has realized the skill of the sword as early as a few years ago. He does not make any moves, but is just waiting for an opportunity. Liu Qingfeng had already wanted to die, and after hearing what the Sansu said, he almost took a kiss with the Sansu.
Da Ming State Master and Qingyun Dao Chief Ye Liangchen attacked 830 swords with a three-foot long sword and a six-foot sword. Zhao Ritian stepped sideways and jumped out of the circle. Although Zhao Ritian's clothes are in shreds, but his face is calm, he said coldly, is that all he can do? Then it's up to me to make a move.
Zhao Ritian shouted, the wind is coming!
A gust of wind blows on Riyue Island, and the remaining chrysanthemums rolled in the wind are golden all over the sky, like an island full of golden armor. The violent wind centered on Zhao Ritian, forming a tornado, with sand and gravel everywhere. But the calm and calm waves beside Qingfeng Lake made people amazed. Liu Qingfeng's spirit suddenly came, and he screamed with everyone. It's worthy of being the top-ranked master!
The tornado engulfed the remnant chrysanthemum and the gravel and attacked Ye Liangchen. Ye Liangchen did not retreat, and stood with his sword. When the tornado hits his eyes, the long sword soared and smashed it away. The tornado suddenly resembled a spinning top, and the momentum of ruining the sky and the earth scattered away, the chrysanthemum fell to the ground, and the sand returned to the soil.
Zhao Ritian shouted again, the rain is coming!
A series of water arrows shot from Qingfeng Lake towards Zhao Ritian, and then formed a series of water swords, revolving around Zhao Ritian, Zhao Ritian stretched out his hand, and the sky full of water swords attacked Ye Liangchen again. Ye Liangchen waved his long sword, clanging, every sword struck a water sword. Under the drive of Zhao Ritian, the water that looked weak in ordinary days, like Jin Ge, a sword rain fell in the sky. Ye Liangchen finally lost his mastery, and his clothes were as ragged as Zhao Ritian.
Zhao Ritian shouted again, the sword is coming!
The heroes of the rivers and lakes watching the battle by the Qingfeng Lake, the swords and swords they held in their hands, unexpectedly got out of their sheaths and ran towards Sun Moon Island. A total of sixty-four long swords of various shapes. The long sword formed a cone-shaped sword formation in the air and shot towards Ye Liangchen. Ye Liangchen's expression was solemn, and the airtight of a sword dance was completely defensive.
The peach wood sword in Ye Liangchen's hand finally came out.
Everyone, including me, opened their eyes wide and held their breath.
Someone yelled, this is not the swordsmanship of the East Gate of the Sword God, no wonder he has the confidence to challenge Dao Qingyun. The art of swordsmanship of the Dongmen hair dryer was the only one in the world. Sixty-four swords can be arranged in various formations, such as the most popular martial arts 433 attack formation, the offensive and defensible 442 formation, and the 541 tortoise often used by the Ming court. The formation can be offensive or defensive, round and round, which caused the world's masters to have a headache back then.
The moment the cone-shaped sword array rushed towards Ye Liangchen, Ye Liangchen's expression hit, until the Zhao Ritian Peach Wood Sword was unsheathed, using the famous sword technique of Peach Wood Sword God, peach blossom flowing water.
The mahogany sword showed a purple light, and the world was eclipsed. My martial arts were weak. When I looked from a distance, I only felt the true qi in my body. The half-inch river and mountain formula I had practiced for a few days suddenly turned up, and it seemed to be affected by the energy of the two. Traction.
Upon seeing this, Sansu quickly asked me to calm down and follow the formula to guide the flow of true energy.