Distress: My Years in Defeng Ancient Road

Chapter 872

The impact of this duel is indeed not small, even the people who come to watch the battle are very mixed, except for swordsmen like Ren Pingsheng who pay attention to the battle itself, and spectators like Ying Yunqian who just watch the excitement Like Lin Chongyang, it is an exception that he brings his younger generation to meet the world.

On the side of Jianhai, it is spontaneously maintaining order, because it happened in its own jurisdiction, and conflicts will inevitably arise when people from the rivers and lakes gather. Fortunately, they have many years of experience in holding sword appraisal meetings.

Under Bu Yuanting's leadership, everything was done in an orderly manner.

He came here this time mainly to be a witness, and secondly, this move was the result of consideration from many aspects.

To Lin Chongyang's surprise, he was almost detected by Sui Wu, although the means of disguise were "crude".

It just adds a kind of sword intent, but it can be sensed that it proves that this junior has made good progress in the way of swordsmanship over the years, and the path that is most suitable for Su Wuyuan is the path he himself chose.

The reason why he did this was naturally because he didn't want to expand his influence.

Don't look at the valley below, the surrounding mountains have a wide field of vision, and you can recognize each other's identities by looking at each other.

However, the news spread so widely that his old friend Ling Jueding didn't go down the mountain to carry him back. This kind of semi-stocking operation is also considered an improvement.

Now I just hope that Yuan Bahuang has no enemies in Jianghu, otherwise he will be surrounded by the furnace when the sword battle is over, even in the jurisdiction of Lunjianhai, this matter cannot be avoided.

"This is the first-class master and swordsman in the rivers and lakes."

The gray-shirted youth looked into the distance and sighed softly. Compared with Lin Chongyang's complicated thoughts, Xiao Wuren's thoughts were much simpler.

Just seeing them today, there are far more masters in the Central Plains than in the South Wulin.

Ya Jiu, who was lying on the Tianshuang Mastiff at the side, said to him: "Second Brother Xiao, real masters don't mess around all that much."

At the same time as he spoke, he turned his head and looked around, but he didn't see the senior brother that Father told him was in the sea of ​​swords and never went to the first rank of the world to pay his respects all his life.

Of course, they couldn't see that far with their own eyesight, and they were able to do so now because of Lin Chongyang's praise for them.

"Well, I know." Xiao Wuren looked away.

"It's like Jiuqiansheng, who is surrounded by people around the stove twice in three days, and has no time to improve himself. After he calms down, he can make breakthroughs in the way of the sword." Zuoguang played with the dog tail pendant and complained.

"Adjust your status, the sword fight should start tomorrow morning."

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Among the people who came to watch the battle, there were also acquaintances, but after a brief review of the past, without exception, they all began to adjust their own state, hoping to gain something in this battle.

The world returned to silence.

The moon rises and the sun sets, time goes by, the water on the lake is rippling, and the green grass on the shore is overwhelmed by patches.

When the morning sun opens the curtain of the night, the first drop of dew in the morning falls on the soil, at first glance!

Zheng!
Accompanied by the sound of the Qingyue sword, the already rippling lake surface turned up a wave of water, and the green grass on the shore was cut off by the invisible sharp blade, and the extremely single-edged sword state burst out vigorously.

Immediately, Ying Chaoyang took the lead.

Mind moves, body moves, sword moves.

"Extreme Sword!"

Holding the pole, the sword intent is surging, gathering the lake water and grass leaves, turning it into a huge sword that lifts the sky, the sword light is very strong.

Seeing this, Yuan Bahuang, who had already got up in the center of the lake, looked forward to his back, looked at it with his mind, and responded with the power of the sword when he moved his sword finger. The hidden sword intent on his body spread out in all directions at this moment.

"The best of all directions!"

I saw countless drops of water emerging from the calm lake, and the dewdrops detached from the green grass reflected patches of blue shadows. In the midst of Yuan Bahuang's thoughts, it was like thousands of sharp swords flying across the sky, facing the sun and overwhelming the pressure. Down.

At the same time, the extreme sword edge fell, and the giant sword came out in response to the situation.

The majestic sword intent surged, causing the waves in the lake to churn, and the fierce sharp edge cut off the layers of water waves, and met the rain of swords that filled the sky.

ding ding ding-

The sword energy burst out, and they clashed fiercely in mid-air, and the two sides were broken, like beads falling on a jade plate, like rain hitting plantains, endlessly.

boom!
There was only a loud bang from the sky, and the shattered sword energy charged the ten directions with the remaining power. In an instant, the wind and cloud were frightened, and sword marks were plowed out on the mountain walls tens of miles or even hundreds of miles away.

Gravels flew across, devastated everywhere, like a natural disaster passing through.

And in the middle of the battlefield, the two of them were as motionless as a mountain, the wind was light and the clouds were calm, and the scene around them was just like before the battle, with every movement and silence.

Tick, tick...

The scattered water drops continued to fall back, and after a few breaths, the lake surface began to return to calm, and the mountain wind reverberated.

at this time!

He saw Hongguang galloping on the lake, and the Jidao Jianfeng attacked first.

"Extreme way!"

The so-called left-wing single front refers to the sword that only opens the left edge. Although Yinliu focuses on the side of the hidden front, the shape of the sword itself has restricted the attack method.

This is the disadvantage of the Yinliu factions since they were created.

Yuan Bahuang didn't move, the sword moved first, only the sharp edge of one side was handed out.

"Eight wastes return to one!"

The trick of self-humility is to retreat as an advance, and to defend as an offense, undefeated.

Ding Ding Ding Ding!
Ji Dao knows how to seek the front, and within one move, there are thousands of styles intertwined, and the remaining energy spreads, making the two people's feet rippling.

Suddenly!

Ying Chaoyang took advantage of his strength to pull back, and immediately jumped up, absorbing the rest of his energy into the edge of the extreme sword, hanging upside down in mid-air, using this to praise the power of the sword, and slashed at Yuan Bahuang!

The speed of this move is so fast that it can be done in the blink of an eye, and the front is raised, and Yuan Bahuang's true energy is abundant, and he brazenly responds.

boom!
I saw the waves of the lake cracked and almost split into two by the sword light. The waves rose up against the sky, followed the confrontation of the swords of the two people and turned back, covering and pressing down from both sides to the middle, and the figures of the two disappeared at the same time.

The eyes of the people watching the battle on the top of the peaks were fixed, and they saw two cold lights constantly entangled under the water.

Every time there is a collision, a water column will rise into the sky.

The lake retreated, bringing a downpour to the valley.

boom!
Another huge jet of water rushed up, and the figures of Yuan Bahuang and Ying Chaoyang appeared. There was no trace of water on their bodies, and the falling water did not wet their clothes.

"The last resort."

After the words fell, He saw that Yuan Bahuang turned his attack, discarded all distracting thoughts, and touched the blade with his sword finger, and the light of the sword reflected the bright moon.

"One sword bright moon and one sword autumn!"

The heart of the sword is like the moon, the spirit is bright and round, it shines and is always silent, and it is still and always shines, without stagnation or hindrance, bright and quiet.

It is the human-sword synaesthesia, the sword of victory.

The heart resonates with the heaven and the earth, the sense of bleakness permeates all directions, the green grass turns into a withered yellow color, the emerald green leaves fall with the wind, and the scene of late autumn suddenly appears in front of you.

At the same time, Ying Chaoyang also pushed the extremely single-edged sword to the limit, the waves on the lake kept churning, and the sky was filled with snow out of thin air.

"The snow in the world is astonishing!"

Raising the wind, pouring the sea and sinking the mountains, clearing the mind and observing, extreme self and extreme front.

In the ever-changing world, the person with the sword's sharp edge changed from moving to still, and the majestic sword intent swept across the sky, move!
"drink!"

Seeking the front to move with the sword heart, dissipating the sky and autumn shade, converging in the sword edge, attacking later, arriving first!

boom!
The two beams of light collide with each other at a speed that is difficult to distinguish with the naked eye. The decisive move, the same single striker, and different sword realms, shine brightly in the hands of different people.

For a moment, the dazzling edge enveloped the world.

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