The first among the heavens begins with martial arts

Chapter 197

At this point in this battle, the winner has basically been decided. The strongest aspect of Mrs. Tang can't help Lian Xing, and the use of close combat is to use her own weaknesses to attack the enemy's strengths.

Shen Lang blinked at Qian Heng, "Is the Xuanbing Armor of Palace Mistress Lian Xing also an extension of Ming Yu Gong?"

Qian Heng nodded, "I integrated part of the essence of Aohan Liujue into Mingyu Gong, and created the No.11 Heavy Mysterious Ice Battle Armor."

Shen Lang chuckled, and was about to speak, when Qian Heng opened his mouth first: "It's not long since I created this part, you can ask your wife to ask Lian Xing later."

"Then thank you, President."

Shen Lang's wife, Zhu Qiqi, also practiced Mingyu Gong, and she is also a disciple of Yihua Palace, her seniority is higher than Yaoyue Lianxing's.

When Zhu Qiqi was young, his martial arts were mediocre. Later, he traveled around the world with Shen Lang, endured all kinds of hardships, practiced martial arts hard, and greatly improved his strength. Now he has also practiced into Mingyu Bazhong. With the connection of the three realms, there is bound to be room for improvement in the future, so Qian Heng also gave her a share of the tenth level of Mingyu Gong before.

Shen Lang knew that Qian Heng had been tinkering with Ming Yu Gong to pave the way for Lian Xing's future, so when he saw the Xuanbing Armor, he immediately guessed that his research had improved, so he couldn't help but want to get one for his wife too. share.

At this time, the battle on the field was finally over. Mrs. Tang fired a hidden weapon nearby, but was turned over by Lian Xing, and was injured by the poison on her own hidden weapon, so she had to choose to admit defeat.

So far, Tianxiashe has won two games in a row.

Everyone in the Power Gang had a heavy expression on their faces. They really didn't expect the masters of Tianxiashe to be so powerful. Whether it was Xiao Feng, the fiery demon god, or Lian Xing, who was incarnated as the goddess of black ice, they all showed great strength. I also think that it is [-]-[-] at most, and the victory or defeat is only in an instant.

"continue?"

"continue!"

Li Chenzhou's face was like a stone sculpture, and he couldn't tell what was going on in his heart from his appearance. Qian Heng coughed, "Bai Yujing, let's go."

The third scene of Tianxiashe was the former dragon head of the Qinglong Club. He patted his wife Yuan Zixia on the shoulder, and Shi Shiran walked to the center of the venue.

The white jade capital in the sky, the fifth floor and the twelve cities, the immortals caress my top, and bear longevity.

He is indeed like a banished immortal from the heavens, his whole person exudes an extraordinary, unrestrained and leisurely atmosphere, he is dressed in clean white new clothes, with a faint smile like a spring breeze blowing on his face, anyone who sees him will feel relaxed and comfortable.

The Longevity Sword was tied around his waist with a rope, as if it was a random item made by a blacksmith on the street. If it wasn't hanging on Bai Yujing's waist, even Qian Heng wouldn't be able to see its uniqueness.

It has completely become Bai Yujing's property.

With the Longevity Sword and Bai Yujing, he became one of the top three masters of Tianxia Society.

His opponent was just the opposite. He looked like a ghost from the Styx River, with white hair and shawls, and a red dress that seemed to be dyed with blood, exuding a cold air that should not be entered by strangers.

This young man was about 30 years old, his eyes contained a kind of deep loneliness and sadness, and there was a deep arrogance hidden between his brows.

He is Wei Beihui, nicknamed Blood Trail Wanli, the head of the Blood River Sect, and the most amazing genius of the Blood River Sect in history.

At a young age, he created his own peerless martial arts, the Longmen Divine Art and the Blood River Swordsmanship. At the age of 15, he broke through the Qi barrier and rebelled against his innate nature. His talent is so high that it is rare in the world.

He is superb in martial arts, well-informed, and even his writings and dictionaries are brilliant. He was young and ambitious, unavoidably frivolous and reckless. So devastated.

He was wasted by love, neither dared to recover his lover, nor could he bear the pain of parting, so he could only turn his grief and indignation into martial arts. After many years, when he heard the news of his lover's death, he turned gray all night, his heart was ashamed, and he only wanted speed die.

Just at that time, the news of the waves breaking through the clouds came, and a friend comforted him that he might be able to revive his lover after ascending to a fairy. He finally cheered up, studied hard, and unknowingly crossed the limit of heaven and man.

Later, Li Chenzhou came to the door in person and persuaded Wei Bei to return. He and Yan Kuangtu joined forces to enter Bianjing, scaring Zhao Ji so much that he did not dare to send Zhuge Shenhou to fight.

The two men met their eyes and drew their swords at the same time.

Jian Guang seemed to be rolling in like a river of blood, without knowing its source or future, it flooded the world mightily.

This is the ninth move in the Blood River Sword Art, and it is also the most powerful move.

Wei Beihui used all his strength when he made a move, without any temptation or calculation, just like his people, he went forward indomitably.

Bai Yujing still had a smile on his face, as if he was not in a life-and-death duel with the other party, but was enjoying the flowers on an outing.

The Longevity Sword was unsheathed.

Delicate as water and tender as a flower, the sword light rose up, firmly blocking the surging sea of ​​blood, and building a seemingly weak barrier.

The dense sound of sword blade clashing into one piece, as Bai Yujing's swordsmanship unfolded, there was an elegant beauty.

Every time he strikes the sword, it is full of affection, as if he is not competing with swords, but expressing the enthusiasm in his heart.

The sword is like flowing water, and the heart is full of flames.

Under the guidance of Lang Fanyun, he has perfectly grasped his emotions and comprehended the essence of the sword of love.

It can only be extreme in love, so it can be extreme in sword!
That is to say, after accomplishing this, the imprint on the Longevity Sword suddenly disintegrated, pushing him to break through the fourth realm of mind and spirit, and condense the martial arts primordial spirit.

At this moment, he and his sword are like lovers in love, composing a song of chivalrous tenderness together, even though the outside world is turbulent, they cannot be shaken at all.

Wei Bei's back sword was like a thunderbolt, whistling like thunder, and complemented the lightning that sounded from time to time in the sky. The natural lightning was blue and white, but his sword's lightning was as red as blood.

The blood-colored electric light condensed into a sea, and the air of the explosion buzzed.

The two kendo celestial beings fought unreservedly, and frost condensed on the ground within a hundred feet. This is the coldness of the sword light.

Those warriors with relatively low skills would feel their eyes sting when watching from a distance, and tears would flow down before long.

This is not because of the sword energy hurting people. The sword skills of the two swordsmen have reached the state of being calm, and there will be no extra power to use outside. The reason why the spectators can't stand it is purely because their sword intent Urging to the extreme, almost turning fiction into reality.

Dugu Qiubai, Ye Gucheng, Xue Yiren, Yan Shisan and others gathered together and watched the duel intently.

"I really hope it's me."

Dugu Qiubai puts all his eyes on him. If he had a choice, he would rather compete with a swordsman.

Ye Gucheng shook his head, "I'm afraid you are not Wei Beihui's opponent."

The time for Dugu Qiubai to break through is too short, and his savings are too little. In fact, Bai Yujing is the same, but Bai Yujing has the Longevity Sword, and his combat power is slightly stronger than Dugu Qiubai.

But even so, he is completely at a disadvantage now, defending seven points and three points. Although his defense is solid, he is actually still suppressed by Wei Beihui.

Xue Yiren said to Yan Shisan, "How about No.15 sword?"

Yan Shisan shook his head, "There is about a [-]% chance that I can die with these two."

Ye Gucheng couldn't help but look sideways, he knew very well that if he made a move, he wouldn't even be sure of it, the gap in realm was too great, but Yan Shisan had only just become a peak demigod, but he was sure to leapfrog to fight.

He became more and more curious about the strongest killing move of Thirteen Swords, and even Qian Heng's praiseful swordsmanship, he really wanted to take a look.

Suddenly, several people looked at Guo Songyang who was beside him. This Songyang Excalibur's sword energy surged, and he had an epiphany in an instant, breaking through the barrier of demigod.

Guo Songyang breathed out, "I would like to thank the head of the Blood River Sect for letting me know what it is to transform the sea with a sword. I wanted to create the Mountain and Sea Excalibur, but I still couldn't understand what the sword of the sea is. Understand."

Guo Songyang wasn't the only one who made great progress in martial arts, Leng Xue was also dazed, in his eyes, Wei Beihui had turned into a monstrous sea of ​​blood, trying to drown everything.

His mind was completely immersed in the sea of ​​blood, and he unconsciously used the 49-way nameless fast sword, imitating the flow of the sea of ​​blood.

His moves became more and more concise and direct, and all kinds of fancy moves were unknowingly discarded. After he practiced the quick sword three times, he finally regained his senses like waking up from a dream.

The 49-way Nameless Quick Sword was simplified to 28-way during his fascination, but the power of the sword technique has greatly increased. He has a feeling that he seems to have grasped some martial arts laws, and it may not be long before he can break through the law.

Wei Beihui displayed his supernatural power, and the Blood River Excalibur was displayed to the fullest, but he still couldn't break Bai Yujing's sword dance.

He pushed the Longmen Magical Valley created by himself in the Yellow River Longmen to compete with the natural water vortex to an unprecedented height.

The whole body's true qi melted into the air and the ground, and then rolled back, mixed with the howling wind, urging the forbidden moves in his blood river swordsmanship to dye the blue sky with blood.

The sound of sword blades colliding soared in an instant, and the violent sword moves like a flash flood still couldn't break Bai Yujing's sentient sword.

The so-called surplus can't last long, such a crazy offensive can't last forever, as long as Wei Bei loses energy, Bai Yujing, who is oppressed to the extreme, will launch a fierce counterattack like a spring.

It seems that Tianxiashe is about to usher in its third victory.

But suddenly, the smile on Bai Yujing's face faded.

He found that he could no longer swing the sword perfectly, and his emotions were affected by Wei Beihui, giving birth to a lingering loneliness.

It's not just loneliness, that complex emotion is full of sorrow, regret, pain, despair, emptiness and numbness, which makes people burn inside.

This is the pain that Wei Beihui endures all the time, and he transmits and vents to Bai Yujing through the sword in his hand.

He wanted Bai Yujing to feel his pain.

Bai Yujing's sword contains his love and attachment to Yuan Zixia, this emotion is unreserved, and it is shown to everyone, and the first to bear the brunt is Wei Beihui.

Wei Beihui also had happiness before, but that happiness was destroyed by him until it was irretrievable.

At this moment, what the two peerless swordsmen are competing for is not only their swords, but also their lives.

Sadness and happiness are intertwined, and the two sentient swords each write each other's emotions.

At this moment, they had already forgotten the outcome, and only remembered the deepest emotions buried in their hearts.

Turning each other's affection into soft fingers, they stabbed towards the opponent.

(End of this chapter)