Big Moon Ballad

Chapter 1271 Desperate
The earth-shattering cold wind howled, pierced through the big formation below the stage, and brushed the boy's messy black hair.

In the back mountain of Dongwu Hanshan, the formations on the battle stage were under tremendous pressure, and the surrounding formations had begun to release the pressure. Except for the storm that would pose a fatal threat to the audience, other shocks had begun to stop.

The Jinwu Guard, who is in charge of maintaining order, has already begun to persuade some low-level practitioners to retreat.

Some timid practitioners or ordinary people and practitioners who have experienced the landslide of the primary ceremony have already started to retreat and avoid it without persuasion.

But the teenagers under the sweet-scented osmanthus tree remained motionless, and Ji Jiashu raised his head from the wind and rain, revealing bright eyes.

"How long?"

He heard Zhao Guang muttering to the side.

A quarter of an hour has passed since Li Ji's domain was shattered, which is not a long time in terms of a high-level practitioner's battle, but Ji Jiashu felt that it was as long as a day and a night.

Just because I have never seen such a battle.

In the storm on the stage, he could hardly see the figures of those two people clearly.

Chen Zichu, who usually loves commentary and commentary, stayed silent and just stared blankly at the stage.

Ji Jiashu knew it was because even he didn't know what to say.

too fast.

Within a quarter of an hour, the stone platform had changed its appearance. The air was full of water vapor and scorched marks, scorched marks and sword marks mixed together, and tiny ice crystals condensed around it.

This scene is extremely weird, but also extremely shocking.

Misty and rainy, it reminds people of small towns in the south of the Yangtze River, but on such a soft and beautiful canvas, it is full of sword marks all over the sky.

In the hazy fog, accompanied by the teeth-stinging sound of collision and friction, clusters of white light and sparks from the collision of swords lit up in the fog, highlighting the positions of the two people.

The stone platform for the battle was twenty feet square, very huge, but the clusters of white light bloomed everywhere on the high platform, as if there were countless clones fighting, but in fact it was not, just because the battle between the two was too much almost.

Ji Jiashu raised the true essence of his whole body to the extreme, so that he could barely see the figures of Ying Baoyue and Li Ji in the mist.

He fixedly looked at those two people, regardless of the glaring sword aura, he just wanted to open his eyes wider and wider.

Just because this is enough to be recorded in the history of the practice world, the top level fight among earth-level practitioners.

too fast.

The sunlight was blocked by water vapor, and in just ten breaths, Ying Baoyue and Li Ji fought for twenty rounds.

Li Ji re-condensed the frozen domain countless times, but each time it was formed, it would be shattered by Ying Baoyue, but when Ying Baoyue released his sword, the Juque sword would definitely reach her vital position.

The two bled, healed, collided, and broke away.

No one could see how many times they had fought. Ji Jiashu estimated that they had collided at least a thousand times. The Sunset Sword in Ying Baoyue's hand was already full of bumps. To break on stage.

The continuous impact sound made every practitioner in the audience tremble with fear.

Countless exquisite sword techniques were reproduced on the stage, and many unexpected usages opened everyone's eyes.

What is even more frightening is that not one person can do such a thing, but two people at the same time.

"God... If it was me, Mr. Zhaohua would have cut him into pieces by now."

"The former Princess Qin is indeed very tenacious. If you give her a few more years of practice, what will she become?"

"It's just... Although I also admit that this woman's swordsmanship is exquisite, but she is almost at the limit, right? Even the sword in her hand can't bear it."

limit.

These two words were like a whip on Ji Jiashu's heart.

"Embrace the moon!"

There was a sharp sword cry on the stage, and Ying Baoyue's figure flew out of the mist and hit the pillar heavily. She seemed to have taken precautions beforehand and blocked the impact with a hand behind her, but she still leaned her back against the pillar and panted heavily. .

Glittering sweat rolled down her chin.

Her hair was all wet, sticking to her smooth cheeks, making her a little younger than she looked.

Ji Jiashu couldn't tell whether it was water, sweat or her blood.

Ying Baoyue leaned against the pillar, her chest rose and fell slightly, she restrained her breathing, but Ji Jiashu knew very well that her chest was probably in pain to the point of bursting.

Can't win.

Ji Jiashu looked at the long sword with bumps in her hand, her eyes swelled and hurt.

She has tried her best.

But she still can't win.

If it was said that Li Ji's true essence and coercive sword was too fast to resist Ying Baoyue at the beginning, it was unacceptable, then the two of them have almost exhausted their life's knowledge in this quarter of an hour's fight. , Li Ji gave the opponent the greatest respect, and looked very embarrassed, but compared to here, everyone saw the gap between the two.

What Ying Baoyue can do, Li Ji can do.

Ying Baoyue's water magic sword is indeed very exquisite, but Li Ji himself has achieved the greatest achievement in this world's water magic sword. No matter how Ying Baoyue attacks him with the water magic sword, he has a way to resolve it.

Simultaneous use of water magic sword and fire magic sword also shocked the world, but water magic and fire magic swords are deadly enemies. Li Ji seems to be very proficient in how to deal with fire magic swords. Facing every move of fire magic sword, he can always choose the best Appropriate swordsmanship to deal with.

The Yueman Xilou and Yuehua learned from Meng Shi before became Ying Baoyue's trump card, but what was even more frightening was that even facing the Fire Law Forbidden Sword that most people had never seen before, Li Ji seemed to have long ago I just figured out how to deal with it, and I am more familiar with it than facing ordinary fire swords. Every move seems to have been practiced countless times.

If he hadn't known how it would be impossible for Li Ji to treat Ying Baoyue as his old enemy in his original state, Ji Jiashu would have suspected that Li Ji was born specifically to restrain Ying Baoyue.

"Why does the Moonlight Sword..." Meng Shi's desperate voice came from a distance, and Zhao Guang clenched the warm hilt of his waist tightly.

No one knows that Li Ji has been studying Shao Si Ming's swordsmanship since he was 15 years old.

Although there is no sword manual handed down, Li Ji searched through the logs and records of practitioners that could be found on the market, looking for all the battle records of Lin Baoyue, the commandant of Shao Si.

Few people know that the swordsmanship that Lord Zhaohua of the Eastern Wu Dynasty is best at is the swordsmanship that restrains Shao Siming Lin Baoyue.

Although the dead cannot be resurrected, Zhao Guang believes that if the legendary Shao Si Ming is really resurrected, and the realm falls to the same level as Li Ji, Li Ji can definitely defeat her.

This is what this man has worked so hard for.

From the beginning of his practice, he set the goal of seeking revenge on Shao Siming. It can be said that this battle with Ying Baoyue was the first time that Li Ji really used what he had learned in his life.

Zhao Guang admitted that Ying Baoyue was very strong, and that he was able to fight Li Ji with a fifth-rank body until now, and his respect for this woman had risen to an unparalleled level.

But this battle.

It's not that Ying Baoyue is weak.

But Li Ji is too strong.

A black figure appeared on the edge of the mist, Ying Baoyue leaned against the stone pillar and looked up at the man who was walking slowly with a long sword in his hand.

"I'll ask again."

His face was covered by a mask as always, and his black eyes were calm, but for some reason, Ying Baoyue saw the emotion of request in those eyes.

"You are not my opponent."

Li Ji stared deeply at the girl in front of him, hoping she could give up.

She is very powerful, not something that can be judged by her realm. If God gives her another year, she will definitely become stronger than anyone else.

But at this moment, in her current state, she is not his opponent.

He watched her walk all the way and saw her every method, and he knew very well that none of her methods could defeat him.

"Admit defeat."

He didn't want to kill her.

Li Ji walked towards her step by step, his dark eyes fixed on her.

His injury was not minor, he could feel the golden needles on his back ready to move.

Even if the acupoints are sealed, he is still a heavenly cultivator after all. If his life is really threatened, the restraint in his body will forcibly break through the seal of the golden needle, making him put his life first.

But at that time, he had already lost, lost to the rules of the middle-level ceremony.

He guessed that Ying Baoyue wanted to push him to this point, but luckily he took the first step and pushed her to a corner.

"Now you can't beat me."

The teenagers under the sweet-scented osmanthus tree watched Li Ji walk in step by step, their eyes widened in horror.

Ying Baoyue stood up staggeringly, raised the long sword in his hand with difficulty, and smiled slightly.

"I don't admit defeat."

Li Ji raised the long sword in his hand, but no one could clearly see the expression on his face.

The huge sword light exploded on the stone platform, mixed with the mournful voice of the young people in the audience.

"Embrace the moon!"

In the white light, Ying Baoyue fell backwards, and she watched the sunset sword in her hand shatter into pieces, like the sunset at sunset.

what.

Where is her sword?

(End of this chapter)