Big Moon Ballad

Chapter 1275
It was very quiet on the stage, but in the eyes of practitioners, the world has been turned upside down.

Countless streams of air surged around Li Ji and Ying Baoyue, and the flowing water and flames enveloped them, forming a very mysterious scene.

Both of them stood on the ground without moving, but the final contest had already begun.

A bright light shone beside Li Ji, Li Ji crossed his sword in front of his chest with his backhand, and with a clang, his figure was no longer where he was in the next step!
Li Ji changed his position after a sword strike, but the bright light was still chasing after him, turning into countless clusters of flames with a hissing sound, and surrounded Li Ji in all directions. A square cut cut off all the flames.

But at this moment, the shattered clusters of flames changed from flowing water to dots of fireflies, and a bright red sword blade emerged from the fireflies. One sword was like ten thousand swords, and four swords were also swung.

Ying Baoyue's figure emerged from the fireflies, but disappeared suddenly.

All of this happened while the two were moving at high speed, and with the crackling sound, the iron-hard dragon scale rock began to shatter inch by inch.

"This... this is really..."

Is this really a battle between earth-level practitioners?
Zhao Guang's eyes were not enough, he couldn't believe his eyes, even after many rounds of fights, both of them were almost depleted of their real energy, yet they could still fight such a terrifying battle, compared with this battle Waking up, Zhao Guang felt that all the battles he had experienced before were drizzle.

"Snow Window Firefly? Is it Fire Law Forbidden Sword again?"

"The secret sword of Beihan Pavilion? Why does Mr. Zhaohua know the sword technique of Beihan Pavilion?"

"What kind of sword technique is this? Why does it look so similar to Xirong's sword technique?"

The battle in front of them was like a encyclopedia of swordsmanship in the mountains, seas and continents. Those two people kept changing their moves, and many moves and usages were even unheard of.

Ji Jiashu also held his breath, feeling the murderous aura enveloped the entire high platform, even if anyone other than these two people took a step closer, they would probably be instantly beheaded by the sword shadows all over the sky.

Ying Baoyue was alone, but her figure penetrated all directions on the stage, and all the swordsmanship gathered together was really like a grand dance.

Killing Dance.

She weaves a dense net for her opponent, and her body and sword skills are extremely treacherous, just like hunting in a dense forest. At some point, her sword will stab out from midair and penetrate the opponent's chest.

This is her dance.

In the face of Ying Baoyue's haunting swordsmanship, Li Ji's response was as broad as rivers and rivers, and he resolved them one by one.

The whole battle fell into a white-hot, the offense and defense between the two alternated repeatedly, and the sky gradually filled with dark clouds, as if there was a faint thunder.

The two people on the stage are also like two lightning bolts, fierce, but they don't know when they will stop.

"This... when will this be called?"

"Who will win?"

Seeing the countless dazzling sword lights, this question surged in the hearts of the dumbfounded people.

"You son, have you ever been to Xirong?" Outside the viewing pavilion, Xu Canghai stared at the two figures, and said lightly.

"Since he can go to the Northern Wei Dynasty, he naturally dares to go to Xirong," Dongfang Yi said calmly, "I don't know how much swordsmanship he knows, so don't ask me."

"Then let's not talk about him," Xu Canghai said with deep eyes, "The former Qin princess said she was Zhenshan's apprentice? This is probably a lie."

"She is a disciple of Jixia Academy, there is no doubt about it," Dongfang Yi said, the old man's eyes focused on the girl who kept blocking the sword in Li Ji's hand, and he let out a breath slowly.

It doesn't matter who this woman's real master is.

"She's amazing."

In the case of just ascending to the fifth rank, he was able to fight Li Ji to such an even level. Dongfang Yi has hardly seen such a practitioner until now.

But even so, the gap between realm and strength still exists.

The woman kept approaching the limit, but she couldn't go beyond it.

"laugh."

With a soft sound, Zhao Guang's eyes widened suddenly. Just after Li Ji blocked Ying Baoyue's stabbing sword from an extremely tricky angle, he heard the small cracking sound again. He looked intently and could see Wei Wei The golden light flashed on Li Ji's back.

It is golden needle.

There was a golden needle protruding from Li Ji's back.

What kind of threat is it that makes Li Ji almost unable to suppress the instinct of a heavenly practitioner?

Zhao Guang couldn't believe his eyes, Ying Baoyue really pushed Li Ji to the limit.

What kind of woman is this?
But the next moment, Li Ji returned his sword, and with a swipe, there was a deep and visible scar on Ying Baoyue's shoulder.

Ying Baoyue backed away quickly, watching this scene Ji Jiashu bit her lip.

No matter how powerful she became and how many means she had, he still couldn't find the possibility for her to win.

The more she caused more miracles, the more desperate he felt.

too strong.

The strength and breadth of that man makes one despair.

Li Ji is like a mountain on the battle stage. She can leave a mark on this mountain, but she can't push it.

They could fight until one side was exhausted, but Ji Jiashu had a hunch that if the fight continued like this, Ying Baoyue would fall first.

Practitioners whispering around also judged in the same way.

The rotten boat still has three catties of nails. Although Li Ji has sealed his heavenly realm, his body is still the body of a heavenly practitioner after all, much stronger than Ying Baoyue.

This world is extremely realistic, and Ji Jiashu's heart sank under the realm gap like a dark cloud.

How can she win?

He couldn't find that way.

He didn't believe she would lose, but he couldn't see a future in which she could win.

"Hurry up, the former Qin princess is about to exhaust herself."

Practitioners whispered in her ears, Ji Jiashu didn't want to look, so she could only force herself to look, the fire surrounding Ying Baoyue's sword had dimmed a lot, and her reaction speed had also begun to slow down, her body had reached a critical point .

The last moment has come.

Just like a grand firework, there is always a moment to go out.

Just when the flame on Ying Baoyue's body was extinguished, Ji Jiashu felt that his breathing had stopped.

However, just when the flame is extinguished and no longer flows.

It was just a moment.

Ying Baoyue finally showed her flaws because of her slow hands and feet. Li Ji's sword seemed to have been rehearsed a thousand times, and it stabbed her vitals with precision. Everything seemed to be settled, but the next moment, standing in Ying Baoyue Ji Jiashu, who was behind her, saw little sparks shining from her other hand behind her back.

It was a broken sword she stuck in her lower back.

A broken sword that was spliced ​​once and then shattered.

Sunset Sword.

The flame on the Broken Sword was extremely subtle, not as bright as the flame of the Red Lotus Sword, but it was like a spark of fire.

With a click, the Red Lotus Sword and Juque Sword collided, and the Red Lotus Sword, which had lost its strength, was bounced away without any surprise, but Ying Baoyue's body, which seemed to have been limp, suddenly turned to an incredible angle, and she turned sideways , Li Ji immediately changed his move and changed the way of the sword, but Ying Baoyue did not dodge, she stretched out her arms to hug Li Ji, and the giant sword pierced her shoulder.

With a click, the Juque sword penetrated Ying Baoyue's body in the next instant, and the sunset sword pierced Li Ji's back from an almost impossible angle.

She, does she want to...

The Sunset Sword was broken, it was impossible to penetrate too deep, and it could no longer kill the opponent.

However, all of this can only be seen by the person standing behind Li Ji.

Because just a little farther away from where Li Ji was forced by Ying Baoyue to stab her with the last sword, there was still a water-breaking sword inserted.

At that moment, the person who was facing her could not have known that it was the sword she was holding.

Watching the last flame light up, Zhao Guang's pupils shrank violently.

This!This!This!This is a style of play that no one has thought of!

With the birth of the Flowing Fire Sword, the auras of Ying Baoyue's Water Sword and Fire Sword have merged. At this moment, Li Ji couldn't tell which sword she was holding.

All his body could feel was real threat.

It's a big gamble.

A gamble that no one expected.

Misguided by thousands of swords, traps laid early, grass snakes and gray lines, lurking thousands of miles away.

Ji Jiashu's eyes widened in a daze.

No one thought about why she still stuck the Sunset Sword behind her back even though she was broken, why she kept the Broken Water Sword stuck on the stage, and even the initial fire was just a trap.

From the very beginning, she was not prepared to defeat Li Ji.

From the very beginning, she designed another path.

Ying Baoyue's eyes were calm, and she thrust out the sword she had prepared.

The next moment, the sound of cracking sounded, and a majestic aura rose from the stone platform, bouncing her away.

The dark clouds dispersed, and a ray of light fell straight on Li Ji.

The aura of a heavenly cultivator emerged from him.

The girl fell to the ground, looking extremely embarrassed, but tears welled up in Ji Jiashu's eyes.

Because right now.

She has won.

She won.

　Mixed feelings

　　
　
(End of this chapter)