"bass!--"

The ancient-looking and unusually heavy sword on Song Que's back was pulled out, but it turned out to be a simple and dark heavy sword that seemed to weigh a hundred kilograms.

Judging from the surface material of this knife, it is somewhat similar to the dragon-slaying sword.

Song Que stood tall on the waves like a god. With his energy and spirit highly condensed, the power of the four feet of heaven and earth once again rolled up and attached to his body, making his whole body without any wind blowing on his clothes.

He sheathed the sword on his left and right, slowly raised the sword, looked at Jiang Dali and said with a happy expression, "Everyone in the world only knows that the Narcissus on my waist is the Heavenly Sword, but in fact this sword is the one that Song borrowed to go around the world. , the heavenly sword from the invincible hand."

"oh?"

Jiang Dali stared calmly at the heavy knife in Song Que's hand and nodded slightly, "This knife looks much heavier than the sissy Narcissus just now.

But if you, Song Que, use this heavy sword, are you going to fight head-on with the leader of this village?"

"good!"

Song Que's eyes were filled with lightning, and he spoke every word authentically, "Ten years ago, Song had already figured out how to lift a heavy weight as if it were light, and lift a light weight as if it were heavy. From then on, he abandoned the Heavenly Sword and switched to the lighter Narcissus. .

But today, Song picked up the Heavenly Sword again, just to have a truly hearty battle with you, the leader of Black Wind Village!

This battle is a surprise and an accident. Song never thought that he would use the Heavenly Sword when he came here today!"

Jiang Dali said coldly, "If you don't use the knife, what's the point of using it?"

"Well said!"

Song Que gave a long laugh, moved his body, and swung his knife casually.

In an instant, a jet-black sword energy suddenly erupted, enveloping the four feet of heaven and earth. Like a python crawling slowly in the air, it slowly swung towards Jiang Dali.

It's said to be slow, but in fact, this knife is so fast that it makes people feel extremely slow.

At least in the eyes of the countless onlookers outside, Song Que seemed to suddenly jump up and rush towards Jiang Dali like a sculpture. The sword in his hand seemed to turn into a motionless black line, rushing towards Jiang Dali.

However, in Jiang Dali's eyes, Song Que's sword was incredibly fast, moving like a black lightning at high speed.

Even this knife is like an antelope hanging its horns. Not only does it have no beginning, it also has no end. The force of the knife coerces the general trend of the world and blocks all escape routes. There is no way to avoid it, so we can only fight hard!

"Fight head-on!? The purpose of your sword is unnecessary! How has this village leader ever avoided it!?"

Jiang Dali's eyes were bright, and he rushed forward with long strides like a dragon. The dragon-slaying knife came to the top of his head, slashed downwards, and stopped with his chest flat.

boom!!--

The ferocious sword energy tore through the waves, like a blazing golden lightning breaking through the clouds and hitting Song Que's sword light.

However, a sudden change occurred.

The moment when the ferocious golden sword energy collided with Song Que's black sword light.

The sword light suddenly changed, like dozens of strange snakes turning into dozens of arced sword energies, attacking Jiang Dali from both sides.

boom!!

A huge channel-like gap was opened in the water surface by Jiang Dali's ferocious sword energy.

Song Que's sword energy, which was like a strange snake, had already passed by easily and hit Jiang Dali's broken sword in a hurry.

A sonorous sound exploded.

Jiang Dali's body fell backwards and hit the waves. He was knocked across the waves and quickly retreated backwards, throwing away his blood.

"Master Jiangzhai, take the sword!"

Song Que shouted loudly and flew out like a big bird, and struck down hard again.

There was a loud bang!

The two swords touched each other and froze in mid-air.

Jiang Dali's body was knocked straight into the water waves.

But a destructive force also violently erupted from his body, instantly knocking Song Que into the air and retreating violently.

The moment he flew up, Song Que drew his sword again, and couldn't help but activate his true energy. The sword energy fiercely attacked Jiang Dali in the water from all angles.

Suddenly, a simple and dark heavy sword weighing a hundred kilograms was in Song Que's hand. It seemed to weigh more than ten thousand pounds, but also seemed as light as a feather or a strange snake, making it difficult for people to grasp it.

Jiang Dali fought with him for more than ten rounds in a row. He felt that the opponent's heavy sword was now lighter and heavier, and then heavier and heavier, as if he could chop him and the sword out at any time.

At a young age, it only made him uncomfortable, but even in the state of destruction, he was unable to gain the upper hand and could only rely on his ferocious power to deal with it.

This is simply a magical realm of swordsmanship.

The heavy knife in Song Que's hand seemed to be made of water.

Water can sink with great force.

It can also be soft and gentle.

What's even more rare is that each of its swords is integrated with the power of heaven and earth, and it can easily mobilize the power of heaven and earth to attack the enemy.

Under such circumstances, Jiang Dali felt that no matter how the force of his sword changed, or how his position and angle changed, his back and forth moves were of no use, and he would eventually be blocked by Song Que, or even break through in advance.

In the eyes of a large number of onlookers not far away, they could only see Song Que's figure surrounding Jiang Dali, attacking back and forth frequently like a black lightning bolt.

Jiang Dali's many counterattacks were always avoided by Song Que, or he was forced back with the same heavy sword.

This goes on.

Jiang Dali had a few more wounds on his body, and his energy and blood finally began to drop by two-thirds, and began to drop below half.

"Oh no."

On the boat, Wang Yuyan stared at the battlefield with a serious face and said, "Song clan leader's sword skills have reached the point where he can lift a heavy sword as if it is light, and lift a light weapon as if it is heavy. Every sword strike can be easily switched between light and heavy.

The leader of the village fought against him with just his fierce strength, and was easily defeated by the leader of the Song clan.

Even every time the village leader's sparing-out sword skills fail, it will cause chaos to the internal energy in his body.

Over time, Lord Song will eventually find an opportunity and defeat him with one blow!"

Murong Qingqing's face changed slightly and asked, "What should we do now? How should we help him?"

Wang Yuyan slowly shook her head, "We can't help him, now we can only look at him. In fact, whether he lifts the weight lightly or lifts the weight lightly, they are all tricks.

In the face of absolute power, all means and tricks are just paper.

I'm not worried about his safety. With Heng Lian's magical skills, he can escape unscathed. I'm just worried that if he can't break the sky sword, he will be hit in the way of the sword!"

When Murong Qingqing heard that Jiang Dali was not in danger at all, she breathed a sigh of relief, rolled her eyes at Wang Yuyan, and said in a deliberately protracted tone, "Miss Wang, our village leader, you have quite a lot of things to worry about, but they are all~

For the sake of the village master!"

Wang Yuyan's pretty face turned red, but she still stared closely at the battle situation on the river, refusing to relax, as if she was more nervous than the two of them during the battle.

There was a loud bang!

Jiang Dali's broken sword burst out with sword energy, like water from a collapsed embankment, pouring in from the gap and destroying everything in front of him.

Song Que's sword technique turned around, not cutting it hard at all, and then swept away with his sword. It was powerful, strong, smart and mysterious, leaving no trace.

"choke"!

The sky knife seemed to draw an arc, generating a huge suction force, which firmly sucked the dragon-slaying knife in Jiang Dali's hand, and moved it away as his figure moved.

"Master Jiangzhai, although you are unparalleled in bravery, you still have a big shortcoming, that is, no matter what kind of offensive you have, you can either launch it or not."

Song Que made waves with his toes and laughed, "Your sword technique is already simple, I have seen through all the changes.

You tried your best with every strike. I could easily borrow your strength and give you a heavier and stronger counterattack.

Because you don’t know the skills, you don’t know how to adapt to changes.

Let me ask you, how can you defy heaven?!"

When Song Que said this, he flipped his strong wrist quickly, changed his sword energy several times in succession to break the attack, and bullied Omi Dali's side.

The knife opened a deep wound on Jiang Dali's body, and he was about to retreat.

But at that moment.

An incredibly powerful suction force suddenly erupted from Jiang Dali's broken knife.

Song Que felt that the heavenly sword blocking the broken sword in his hand suddenly sank, as if the iron was being sucked by a magnet and could not be pulled out.

Even the true energy in the body was being sucked away, and he couldn't help but be horrified. The hairs all over his body stood up suddenly, and his face turned red.

"You have seen through my changes, haven't I seen through your changes?"

Jiang Dali grinned and sneered, "I don't know how to change, and I don't know how to withdraw my strength. But my sword has nearly four armored swords, I wonder how you can borrow it!!"

With a loud shout, Jiang Dali suddenly stopped his attack, cut off the knife with his hand and pulled it.

Tsk-

A series of sparks erupted between the friction of the two knives, forming a series of tongues of fire.

The Dragon-Slaying Broken Sword slashed towards Song Que's head with one strike. The sword's power was like the sun shining in the sky, shining brightly on the earth, and an aura of life and death that was more terrifying than the aura of destruction suddenly erupted.

Song Que didn't have time to gather his breath, so he hurriedly raised the sword in his hand and struck with it.

There was a sonorous explosion that shook the sky!
To be continued...