Since meeting Zhuang Mengdie, Guan Qianjian has almost no chance to move the sword for more than ten days. He always thought about it and thought hard, but he felt that he had more understanding than when he had a sword in his hand. I don’t know if it was just an illusion, or if it was true.

For this reason, he has been eager to find an opportunity to verify it.

At this time, the sword was in his hand, and he was even more upset and excited. He gently supported the sword body with his two fingers in his left hand, and moved back and forth with his five fingers in his right hand, rubbing the hilt of the sword with his palm.

The day of reunion is also the time for eternity.

Once the sword path is completed, the sword will be destroyed; if the sword path is not completed, the sword will be destroyed by the sword path.

This is his sorrow.

But fortunately, I could still die on the road, on the way to pursue a higher level.

At this moment, the ten elders in the audience were moved, and someone even exclaimed: "Ah? This..."

Even Zhou Sifang opened his eyes wide.

Because they saw that Guan Qianjian's hand had two ends placed at two points, the slightly concave sword body suddenly straightened and made an extremely weak buzzing sound.

It is weak, but endless, as if it is from the outgoing end, until it reaches the horizon.

If the internal force is vibrated, not to mention the sword body is straight, it is possible even if it breaks from it. But Guan Qianjian obviously did not stimulate internal force!

It can be seen from the joints on the back of the hand that, let alone internal force, even the normal limb power has not been activated.

Although his palm held the hilt of the sword, it seemed to float on it.

So what power is it that makes the sword body straight and makes sound?

It is the power of the sword holder's mind, and it is also the killing aura contained in the weapon itself; it is the resonance generated by the encounter and harmony between these two forces.

This is the sword intent.

Just now, when Zhang Liuqi pointed his sword at Elder Tang, his sword intent once tilted Elder Tang's long hair.

But compared with the two, there is a huge difference in strength.

Could it be that the young man's martial arts are really above Zhang Liuqi? The elders were confused in their hearts.

Zhou Sifang frowned: I know the truth about this kid's weight, but I have not achieved the truth that he has improved to this level in just over a month. I don't know what he used to do, but even my eyes have deceived me! But what's the use of these mysterious things? Once you really fight, will you still be the winner?

However, the remaining second-generation disciples did not notice these details at all. Seeing that Guan Qianjian was slow to take action, they all rushed to urge him.

"Why don't you talk? If you don't say anything, I'm going to do it! Don't you give me your last words?" Zhang Liuqi wanted to tease him and add some fun before winning.

Guan Qianjian suddenly raised his head, turned his wrist, and stood up his sword as his chest. His pair of eyes full of murderous aura were forced to look at the other party from behind the sword. He said with a word of "Even if there is a last word, I should not give it to you. Because you will die earlier than me."

Zhang Liuqi's mouth sagged and he was about to retort. But he suddenly closed his mouth tightly and did not dare to speak. The smile on his face that had not yet dissipated disappeared. He changed into a terrible expression of eyebrow glare, as if a strong wind blew towards him, forcing him to hold his breath and stance, otherwise his heart and lungs would suffocate and his body would float away.

However, his clothes and hair were not fluctuating at all.

Even the sector who had the least skilled skills in the stage saw something strange, his heart was pounding wildly, his eyes were like nails, between the two of them on the stage, and could no longer move. The entire top of Liuru was silent, and only the sound of water in the moat could be heard.

Guan Qianjian takes the initiative with his momentum, and with Qianjun's power on the sword, he must take the lead in attacking. When he acts, he will naturally slightly sideways his left shoulder, move backward, move his right shoulder forward, and turn his body slightly to the left.

At this moment, his eyes slid across the audience, and he met an unusual pair of eyes from more than a thousand people!

These eyes were not as bright or majestic, but once they looked at it, they were vibrated so much that his right foot, which he had stepped out, was retracted and he could never take the second step.

And his palm became even more numb, as if even the hilt of the sword he was holding tightly turned into nothing in an instant.

He was shocked, his eyelids blinked slightly, and when he opened his eyes to search, he was like a mud cow entering the sea without a trace.

Zhang Liuqi didn't know what he had encountered. Seeing him taking the lead in launching an attack, he hurriedly used his body-protecting true energy to penetrate his body, and swung his sword to fight. At the same time, he felt that the opponent's sharp aura was lost, and in an instant, he turned from a master who lifted weight and turned into a mortal like a rotten wood.

"Hey, there is no real talent. I just used my skills to break his mysterious illusion..." He thought so, his face filled with sinister smile again.

"Do you die!" Zhang Liu shouted softly from his teeth and pointed his sword at the opponent's right wrist. His move clearly suppressed the enemy's advance, but in fact there was endless changes. Whether the opponent retreated and dodged, or changed moves to resist, he would have a vital body attacked at closer distance, which was hard to defend.

Unexpectedly, Guan Qianjian neither advanced nor retreated, neither resisted nor dodged.

He threw down the sword in his hand, like a man who had no martial arts skills at all, like a woodcutter, throwing away the machete in his hand.

"No need to compete, I admit defeat..." His originally solemn face changed into a cynical smile.

Zhang Liuqi's sword arrived halfway through, stopped the castration, and said disappointed: "What are you doing? You haven't touched your weapons for a moment, why do you admit that you lose?"

"This man is so puke, he doesn't dare to do anything!"

"I still hope he can vent his anger for us..."

"coward!"

The audience pointed and riots, and everyone blamed Guan Qianjian.

"Did you hear that? People call you cowards and cowards," Zhang Liuqi's eyes showed endless contempt: "Do you think I can kill you only in the ring? Even if you give up on the loss for your life, and walk off the ring, I will still take your head!"

"I will listen to the emperor." Guan Qianjian dropped this sentence, ignored Zhang Liuqi and the sharp sword in his hand, turned around and walked towards the steps next to the arena.

"From the momentum he showed at the beginning, his martial arts skills were not weak. Although he might not be better than those of Zhang's surname, he would not be so embarrassed and ridiculed by others. Could it be that this person is so timid?" Elder Tang discussed with him.

Elder Tang shook his head and said, "You don't know. Don't look at this man who is not old and has a very deep mind! Even if you and me are old, they are probably worse than others. He is not a timid person. When our former leader met him on the road, the nephew Zhang had tried, and the tip of the sword was placed on the corner of his eyes, and he didn't blink. I saw that he had stopped halfway through, and he must have his intention."

Zhou Sifang, who was on the other hand, thought that Guan Xiaozhei had already tried his best to fight Liuqi and then died. Why did he suddenly change his mind after a glance at him? He saw something was wrong?

Zhang Liuqi on the stage saw that Guan Qianjian said he would admit defeat, and left himself behind, treating him as nothing, and felt that he was even more contempt and insulted by his own body, and shouted angrily: "Don't leave!" He caught up from behind and thrust his sword straight into the back of the other party. (To be continued.)
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