Big Moon Ballad

Chapter 960 Moonlight
Click!
Everyone on the top of the mountain exclaimed!
On the high platform, Xu Bingqing drew his sword at a vicious angle, and a single strike was about to pierce Ying Baoyue's face.The Qingyan sword is slender, thin and soft, and it is light and fast. Xu Bingqing added the twelve swords of Shuanghua to his body, and the speed of the sword was accelerated.

There was only an afterimage of the cyan long sword, and everyone was dazzled. They were about to splatter three feet of blood and their faces changed suddenly. But at this moment, another dark black light rose from Xu Bingqing's side. Xu Bingqing turned his face in astonishment. His long sword blocked the Qingyan Sword with a click.

If Xu Bingqing's sword is like a spirit snake, then that sword grasped three inches of the snake, firmly stuck in front of the Qingyan sword's blade.

"This..." Xu Bingqing's eyes widened in astonishment.

This is impossible!

With the strengths of her true essence, swordsmanship, and magic weapons, she was unstoppable with that sword just now, why was this woman able to block it?
"it's beautiful."

Some people in the audience can see the doorway that Xu Bingqing can't see.

"Your junior sister's move of Frost Flower's third sword is still not ready," Meng Shi said calmly while standing beside Tuoba Xun, "The tip of the sword is one inch and four centimeters away. Strength."

Hit a snake to hit seven inches, Ying Baoyue is a good hand at catching snakes seven inches, Xu Bingqing hit a steel plate today.

Meng Shi's eyes were calm.

Who is Xu Bingqing's swordsmanship is inherently problematic
Only those who have been immersed in swordsmanship for more than ten years can see the problem.

"Are all of you Beihan Pavilion disciples practicing swords so invisible?" Meng Shi asked lightly.

Rao Tuoba Xun thought he was extremely thick-skinned, and his face was a little ugly at this time, so he sighed helplessly, "Not all of them are like that."

Even if the other disciples wanted to do this, they still couldn't get Xu Bingqing's inheritance of swordsmanship!
It is too easy to get too many things, so naturally I don't know how to cherish them.

He was talking about Xu Bingqing who thought he had mastered a hundred kinds of swordsmanship and thought he was a master.

It is true that empowerment allows one to learn a lot of swordsmanship in a short period of time, but what is not one's own is not one's own.

Sword practice is not like imitating moves like a puppet on a string, so the learned swordsmanship must be honed carefully in order to appreciate the nuances, but Xu Bingqing has such patience, and it is enough to practice each move twice hastily.

There are many swordsmanship clubs, which is enough to bluff people, but Xu Bingqing's moves can be said to be many but not perfect.

If the fire is not at home, there will inevitably be loopholes.

And it just so happened that her opponent was a master at catching loopholes.

The best of the best.

After a few clicks, the two exchanged a few tricks on the high platform. Xu Bingqing pressed forward every step of the way, but Ying Baoyue did not retreat a single step.

The first five swords of Frost Flower's Twelve Swords were all blocked.

"One sword! Two swords! Three swords! Four swords! Five swords!"

"Block five swords in a row!"

The people in the audience were originally silent, but gradually broke out in the silence. Even the originally aggrieved Beihan Pavilion disciples opened their eyes wide, watching the unbelievable scene in front of them.

Unbelievable to the extreme, perhaps can only be called a miracle.

"No, it's impossible!"

I don't know which Beihan Pavilion disciple was the first to yell out this sentence.What Ying Baoyue blocked was the sword, but what she hit was the face, the face of the Frost Flower Twelve Swords, the face of Beihan Pavilion, and the face of Xu Bingqing's famous sword that Beihan Pavilion was proud of.

"What kind of sword is the former Qin princess holding?"

Even if it can be seen that Xu Bingqing's swordsmanship has loopholes, but what Xu Bingqing is holding is the Qingyan sword of the famous town, and it is impossible for ordinary swords to fight against it until now.

Everyone's eyes turned to the old sword with a crack in Ying Baoyue's hand, and they all fell silent.

"That sword is..."

"I heard that it was a waste sword picked up by the former Princess Qin from the Jixia Academy. It's called the sunset."

The practitioners who came with Nanchu spoke in a low voice.

sunset?Hearing this name, all the practitioners were shocked.

The sun is setting on the western mountains, and the breath is dying.

Everyone in the world is full of compliments. A name like Sunset is so ominous. Why did that former Qin woman use such a sword with an ominous meaning?
"Sunset?" Xu Bingqing also heard the words from the audience, Ying Baoyue has been resisting since just now and did not fight back, but she was extremely irritable after being unable to attack for a long time, and sneered, "Sure enough, lowly people can only use swords that cannot be used on the table! "

Although she can't win for a while, she knows very well that this former Qin woman has no chance of winning.

"Are you humble?" Ying Baoyue smiled when she heard this, but at this moment, Xu Bingqing's expression suddenly changed.

It was only because the aura on the girl's body suddenly changed.

"Let me tell you something."

The breeze is blowing, and the sky is full of sword shadows.

Ying Baoyue slowly swung the long sword with his hand.

She watched Xu Bingqing quietly.

She wanted to tell Xu Bingqing one thing.

It is not only the realm that is the strength of a practitioner.

Under the powerful sword intent, a tiny crack appeared on the sunset sword.

"What is she going to do?" Chen Zichu from the audience suddenly called out.

Ying Baoyue on the stage suddenly had a sword intent that he had never seen before. At this moment, he suddenly felt that his friend beside him was holding the handle of the Duan Shui sword.

"She's going to change her sword." Ji Jiashu took a deep breath, "The Sunset Sword can't bear that kind of sword intent!"

"What does the former Qin princess want to do?"

"Look, that broken sword seems to be broken!"

"Look at how majestic this broken sword is after the former Qin princess!"

The people in the audience seemed to attribute Ying Baoyue's advantage at this time to the sunset sword of unknown origin, but they missed one thing.

No one knew what kind of sword technique Ying Baoyue was going to use, but they, young men from Nanchu, all knew it.

The sword that Ying Baoyue can use is not only the setting sun.

"Wait, the former Qin Princess can use... it seems that this sword is not the only one?"

A timid voice suddenly sounded from the crowd, and everyone was shocked when they heard it.

And at this moment, obvious cracks appeared on the Sunset Sword, and Ying Baoyue on the stage glanced at Xu Yishan on the stage.

Swish.

Xu Yishan drew out the water-breaking sword at his waist.

This scene had already been seen in the elementary ceremony. Chen Zichu's heart skipped a beat. Seeing his friend draw his sword and was about to throw it on the stage, he suddenly froze.

"Yishan?" Chen Zichu's eyes widened, "What's wrong with you?"

There was a clatter on the stage.

Ying Baoyue let go of the sunset sword before it was broken again, and was already bare-handed.

But Xu Yishan, who had drawn his sword and was about to throw the Broken Water Sword at her, suddenly became stiff all over.

"Yishan?" Ji Jiashu narrowed his pupils and looked at his friend who couldn't move, and suddenly felt a powerful aura in the distance. He looked up, and when he saw that person, he suddenly felt like he was in an ice cellar.

He is the teacher of the Northern Wei Dynasty.

Xu Yishan's whole body was only able to move his eyes at this moment, just when he was about to throw the Duan Shui sword at Ying Baoyue, he suddenly felt someone looking at him from a distance.

He is the teacher of the Northern Wei Dynasty.

Xu Yishan's eyes rolled stiffly, and he looked at the old man sitting quietly on the high platform in the distance.

Just when he was about to throw his sword, the Imperial Master of the Northern Wei Dynasty who was sitting on the high platform suddenly took a look at him.

Then Xu Yishan felt that his whole body was suppressed by unspeakable coercion, unable to move.

I can't even throw the sword in my hand.

Master of the Northern Wei Dynasty!

"Yishan!"

Ji Jiashu's whole body was cold, and he suddenly reached out to pull the sword in Xu Yishan's hand, but was blocked by the sword energy and took a step back.

Except for the sword master, no one can command the Four Swords of the Mountain Gate!

Xu Yishan couldn't give Ying Baoyue the Broken Water Sword, so what would she do?
There were exclamations from the crowd, only to see that Ying Baoyue was unarmed, narrowly dodging Xu Bingqing's sword.

But the sword energy of the Qingyan sword had already cut through the sacrificial robe on her left arm.

Bright red blood dripped on the altar.

But the girl was dressed in black, which blocked the blood on her body.

Xu Bingqing's mouth showed a sinister smile, and a sword stabbed at her wound again. Everyone could feel the powerful sword intent of this sword!

The sword of lore!

This former Qin woman's life is in danger!

"Embrace the moon!"

There were screams from the crowd, but Ying Baoyue was slightly taken aback by the flash.

Blood splashes.

She turned around to avoid the oncoming sharp sword, and in the gap of turning around, she quietly looked into the dark eyes of the person under the stage.

She smiled slightly and held out her hand.

There was a slight crash.

The night falls and the moon rises.

A dark light fell on Ying Baoyue's hand.

(End of this chapter)