Cold wind cut his face like a knife, and Fu Jingtao flew behind him in a hurry. If the two peak powerful men drew their swords and were out of the sheath, their sword energy would be without eyes, and they would be too unfair to be killed by accident.

Gao Zhenghuan and Sheng Shifeng stood opposite each other, and the invisible sword intent intersected in the void, one was as cold as a thousand feet of snow, and the other was as hard as a copper wall. The airflow was violently stirred, and countless leaves were pulled down by the wind, rolling and rushing to the sky, forming a continuous eruption.

Green fountain.

The vision appeared and exclaimed everywhere. The heroes of the rivers and lakes guarding outside Wansong Temple jumped onto the treetops. They realized it later and only then did they realize that the location of the sword had changed. They were afraid that they would miss the most exciting scene and rushed around in a hurry.

Come here. I saw waves of people rolling around, with a huge momentum.

Gao Zhenghuan and Sheng Shifeng's eyes flashed and they waved their swords to attack.

A sword came north like the north wind, ice and snow were dancing wildly, mountains and rivers were frozen, and silver was covered with silver.

A sword is like an iron curtain, crushing the huge waves of wind and rain, the sun and moon retreat, and the black light captures the soul.

They knew in their hearts that their opponents were also at the peak of acquired level, and there was no big gap, so they tried their best to use their unique skills as soon as they made a move.

This is a battle that concerns lifelong martial arts achievements. How can there be any reservation? The higher a person stands, the more he cannot bear the consequences of failure, because they have no chance to start over. Moreover, martial arts practice is particularly important in the perception of mind and state of mind.

, If you fail when you approach the innate threshold, it is very easy to breed inner demons, and you will never recover from it, and it will be difficult to reach the peak.

In a duel between experts, victory or defeat is only in an instant!

The two of them first met, they fought head-on and fought quickly. They played to the limit regardless of body skills, internal strength, and sword style, without any temptation at all. But they saw the two swords fighting, the sword light fighting, the white light swallowing and spitting, and the metal hitting

The sound was loud and loud. Countless sword energy intertwined and burst, sniffing to the ground, marking long and deep cracks.

Gao Zhenghuan's sword style is cold and steep, and he always unexpectedly, trying to win in a dangerous situation. However, Sheng Shifeng's sword style is stretched and stable, and it emphasizes precise calculations and both offense and defense. The styles of the two powerful people are very different, such as a needle pointing to Maimang

, killing it so hard that dust rolls.

Fu Jingtao's eyelids blinked. Watching the strong confrontation at such a close distance is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, which inspired his understanding and application of martial arts, which really benefited a lot. You should know that he has the magical ability that he can never forget.

Today, I will engrave the two of them with their body movements. If you have time in the future, you will slowly ponder and think about it. The way of swordsmanship will definitely improve a lot.

"Look, it's Gao Daxia and Shanxia!" "Ah, the sword competition has begun!" The fastest heroes in the martial arts world cried and seized a favorable position. But there were too many people watching the game, and later generations pushed me and squeezed me.

The friction continued, and soon bursts of shouting and fighting sounds broke out.

Fu Jingtao shook his head secretly, were these people kicked in the head by donkeys?

Gao Zhenghuan and Sheng Shifeng watched all directions and listened to each other. How could they not sense the changes in the outside world? With the attack of the two swords, the sword light converged, and the two of them landed backwards at the same time.

Gao Zhenghuan pointed to the point of his sword and frowned and said, "He is a common man, how about fighting again next day?"

Sheng Shifeng said calmly: "My heart is as calm as water, so I don't care about the coming and goings of others!"

Gao Zhenghuan's shoulders trembled slightly and said in a stern manner: "Gao has been taught."

Sheng Shifeng said: "The sword is in my hand, the Tao is in my heart, I will encourage you."

Gao Zhenghuan said slowly: "Please!"

The firmer your heart of seeking swords and asking for the Tao, the more likely it is to break the false bonds and open the door of the innate world. If you don’t want to be mediocre for the rest of your life, you can only reach the top of the sword by relying on the sword in your hand. As for those irrelevant people

Wait, what's wrong with coming and going!

Be calm in the sword, have no self or others, jump out of the world and see the great way.

They are each other's whetstones, and whether they can go further depends on luck.

The two met silently, and the atmosphere in the field changed subtly, and the invisible spiritual energy of heaven and earth poured down. Clang clang clang clang! The endless sound of swords sounded around, as if hundreds of birds were watching the phoenix, revealing the intention of surrender. The heroes all the heroes

He was shocked and immediately silent.

Sheng Shifeng's clothes fluttered, and a hot flame ignited in his eyes. He raised his sword one by one, just like a thousand pounds of heavy objects tied to the end of the sword. His aura continued to rise, giving people a strange connection between heaven and earth.

feel.

Gao Zhenghuan's sword was spreading across his chest, and the light on his sword was flowing endlessly, as if he had suddenly injected spirituality, making a buzzing sound of joy, and some unspeakable sense of oppression spread, causing the spectator on his side to shake his spirit.

, subconsciously retreated.

In a trance, two sword intents rose up like a thousand feet high peaks.

Gao Zhenghuan roared to the sky, his voice was loud and he cracked the clouds. When his wrist turned, his sword pointed forward in accordance with his will. Just as the tip of the sword pointed at Sheng Shifeng, a faint trace of pain flashed across his face, which should have been smooth.

Sword Style unexpectedly paused.

Sheng Shifeng didn't know what the opponent had changed, and of course he didn't need to know. He retreated and I was invincible! He jumped out of his sword without thinking and penetrated into the fleeting gap.

The strange color on Gao Zhenghuan's face swept past, and he raised his arms and sword almost at the same time.

But when two brilliant sword lights collided head-on, a loud bang, like a sun exploding in the air, the dazzling light made people's eyes hurt. With the intersection of the two swords as the core, a fierce breath was filled with energy.

The waves blew in all directions, like a hurricane ruthlessly sweeping, blowing many heroes with weak skills down the branches, the sound of branches breaking, the sound of heavy objects falling to the ground, and the sound of wailing mixed together.

No one saw clearly what was happening in the light ball.

The sound of the two powerful men had already fallen to the ground like a feather, looking at each other, sighing, enlightenment, and mutual appreciation in their eyes.

Gao Zhenghuan nodded and said, "There will be a time later!" He turned around and jumped onto the treetops and left in the air.

Sheng Shifeng smiled slightly, brushed back to the sword and entered the sheath, his figure flashed again and again, and there was no trace in a blink of an eye.

Everyone looked at each other. The competition between the two masters of swordsmanship ended like this? Who wins and who loses? Is there anything here? The discussions were loud and loud, and no matter what you see clearly or not, they all started to argue with red faces.

A large number of people rushed to the vicinity, checking the sword marks and footprints left on the scene, and pretending to comment on the advantages and disadvantages of the two.

The pine forest was crowded with people for a while and the scene was in chaos.

Fu Jingtao was overjoyed, lowered his head and merged into the crowd, moved left and right, and quickly left his original position. He didn't know whether the Shadow Dragon Guard would evacuate, but he was careful and took advantage of the opportunity of a mixed crowd to get rid of their surveillance.

After watching the fun, more than a thousand heroes naturally dispersed. Fu Jingtao was mixed up with the crowd and went out of the pine forest, bought a hat and put it on, and went around a big circle, and entered the city from the old Fengqiu Gate to the north.

It was approaching dusk, and pedestrians were in a hurry and traffic was busy, and Kaifeng City gradually became noisy.
Chapter completed!