Big Moon Ballad

Chapter 720 Burning
The tenth sword of fire method.

Human fireworks.

Fire Sword is by far the sword technique with the most moves in the world, and it is the only sword school with more than ten sword moves.Swordsmanship with more than ten digits is too difficult to see in actual combat.

It has never appeared on the stage of this elementary ceremony in Southern Chu. The last time it appeared was at the Jixia Banquet.

From the hands of Ying Xun.

"The tenth sword of the fire method? The trick that the eldest son used to deal with Ye Gongzi before?"

"Is there really a tenth sword? The little old man didn't go to the feast of Cheng Jixia, and it was the first time he saw it in actual combat."

"After all, it is the ten swordsmanship that is cumbersome, powerful and difficult to control. Few of the fire masters use it!"

"I saw it once back then, but that was ten years ago..."

"Back then, only Da Si Ming and Shao Si Ming used double-digit swordsmanship, and the swordsmanship created by Da Si Ming was only mastered by Shao Si Ming..."

These two names once again made the people in the audience fall into silence.Among the crowd, Ji Qingyuan opened his eyes wide and looked up at the sword moves he was familiar with on the stage.

It's like returning to the self who followed that girl when I was 12 years old.

However, looking at Hei Yan on the high platform the next moment, Ji Qingyuan's pupils shrank, and the crowd also screamed.The scream was more startled than when Murong Heng used Fire Tree and Silver Flower before.

"Then... what is that?" People pointed to the sky and asked in horror.

Ying Xun in the former Qin people's team opened his eyes wide, staring in astonishment at the sword fire floating down from the large formation on the battle stage.

The catkins fly and the ground is white, and the peach blossoms are all red.

Fireworks in the world is originally an extremely beautiful sword.

However, at this time, under Murong Heng's black sword, what drifted was not the fireworks in the world, but the ashes of destruction.

The black sword fires that swirled one after another were like a cloud of gray snow.When it falls on the ground, it bruises the bones and ashes, falls on the flesh and blood, peels the skin and breaks the bones.

"Moon!"

Gui Chen's heart-piercing shouts sounded in Ji Qingyuan's ears, and with blood in his eyes, he watched the body of the girl who was at an absolute disadvantage on the battle stage fly high again, and was crushed by countless enemies who could tear her apart. Surrounded by sword fire, he hit the big one hard, and then slid down powerlessly.

"This... it should be over now, right?" the people in the audience sighed.

The difference in strength is too great. If the former practitioners were so injured, the battle would have ended long ago.But no matter how hard the young girl persisted, she was finally forced to the last step.

"ended."

Murong Heng looked at the girl who slid down softly with her back against the formation, and turned around quietly.The next moment he closed his eyes and said, "You are not my opponent, but you didn't lose because of your swordsmanship, but because of your realm and luck."

Or her innate destiny.

"You can hate me, but what you should hate most is God, and yourself who refuses to accept your fate." After speaking, he stepped forward to leave again, restraining himself not to turn around.The girl who was knocked down had her own medical officer to carry her down, and he had nothing to worry about but to welcome his own victory.

The bell for the end hadn't rung, but the Beihan Pavilion disciples in the audience had already started cheering.Murong Heng looked at the figure of the woman sitting behind the veil behind the group of disciples and took a deep breath. He was about to walk off the battle stage, but the next moment he stopped and his pupils shrank.

"stop."

At this moment, a female voice with unsteady breath came from behind him.

Murong Heng was stiff all over.

The examiner who was about to ring the bell also froze in place, looking at the edge of the formation in astonishment.

The eyes of the people under the stage widened, Murong Heng turned around, and everyone looked in one direction in disbelief, looking at the slender figure who stood up staggeringly.

After seeing her appearance clearly, Ji Ange and Gui Li cried and hugged their elder brother tightly, but the girl standing alone on the stage had no one to hug.Maybe they didn't want the girl to stand up again, and everyone thought she couldn't stand up again.

But she stood up anyway.

"You..." Murong Heng's chest rose and fell, "What's the matter with you?"

What's the matter with this woman?

Unbeatable?
"She avoided the vital point," the examiner replied with his fists clenched tightly, facing Jiang Yuanyuan's surprised eyes and blood dripping from Ji Jiashu's fingers on the high platform.

In the two moves that Murong Heng caused multiple injuries just now, that girl tried her best to protect her vitals in such a dangerous situation.

But that doesn't mean she's okay.

Ji Jiashu looked at the girl who, according to the common sense of practitioners, should not be able to stand up with such a serious injury.

But her will has gone beyond common sense.

He can stop her.

But how could he stop her?
Ying Baoyue's whole body was already stained red with blood, and Murong Heng's eyes darkened as he watched the blood on her body flow into the cracks in the ground where his black sword had drawn.

"What a woman beyond her control." Murong Heng turned around and held the black sword that had been sheathed, "What exactly are you trying to do?"

"The battle is not over yet," Ying Baoyue clenched the Broken Water Sword and smiled at him, "Do you want to escape?"

"Escape?" Murong Heng laughed loudly, "It seems that you won't give up unless I give you another blow."

"Then come on," he drew his sword out of its sheath and looked contemptuously at the girl who couldn't stand still, "I'll let you see the true power of the Fire Sword."

"No," but amidst his laughter, Ying Baoyue lowered his head and said softly, "No."

"Huh? What did you say? What do you mean?" Murong Heng frowned, looked at the girl who couldn't even breathe, and sneered, "How dare you talk like this? What else can you do?"

It is impossible for the girl to drag her current body to pose any threat to him.

Murong Heng was extremely convinced.

She is like this, how can she still struggle?Don't you want to kneel down and beg for mercy?

The boy's eyes were extremely confident, but the scene in front of him suddenly made him startled.

In such a desperate situation, the girl didn't cry or despair, she just took something out of her bosom.

He thought it was a hidden weapon at first, but when he saw what it was, he was startled suddenly.

It's nothing, but something in the shape of a date, which is...

Zhao Guang in the audience was stunned when he saw this scene, staring at the palm of the girl on the stage.

With the smell of blood in his mouth, Ying Baoyue took out a candied fruit and put it in his mouth.

The next moment she raised her head, and said to Murong Heng who had once again blazed black fire from his sword full of true energy.

"I said you are not a fire sword."

"What did you say? How dare you say that?" It is a great shame for a practitioner to be questioned about his sword skills. Murong Heng was furious when he heard this, but his pupils shrank slightly when he saw the girl's determined eyes.

"The sword move you used is not worthy of being called the fire sword." Ying Baoyue swallowed the candied fruit, raised the sword in his hand, and pointed at him, "Such a sword method is not worthy of that name."

If it really belonged to her fragment, no matter how it was impregnated or restrained, it would definitely not use such a sword technique.

"That's why I want to defeat you," Ying Baoyue looked at the young man opposite, "Only you, I will never let you go."

"You, a water mage, dare to talk about the fire mage sword!" After being stunned for a moment, Murong Heng was so angry that he used a new move to strike at the girl not far away, "You..."

However, he could not finish his sentence.

"Even if I am a water magician, I know that the fire magic sword is not like this!" Ying Baoyue said seriously.

Her and Master's fire sword is not like this!
The shadows of the boy and the girl collided in the air, and sword fire splashed everywhere.

Zhao Guang in the audience opened his eyes wide.

For some reason, at this moment, he suddenly remembered what Li Ji said when he first met Ying Baoyue.

That girl is like burning.

That was Li Ji's first image of her.

At that time, she didn't have any state in her body, and Zhao Guang didn't understand where Li Ji saw it.

But looking at the girl on the battle stage who was bathed in blood and fighting with swords, she was willing to pull Murong Heng down, he finally understood.

Even if nothing burns any flame, she still burns.

　She is a hero.

　　The catkins fly and the ground is white, and the peach blossoms fall to the ground and the steps are red.One after another, they are as brilliant as falling stars, and they are chasing after each other like fire. -- "Seven Laws: Those Who Give Fireworks" Yuan · Zhao Mengfu

　　
　
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