Who is fighting

Fan Dongliu has always been known as "No. 1 under the Qi Dao", but now facing the weird Liang Qiufeng, he can't help it anymore, his breath is vigorous, he has advanced to the Qi Dao level, and has become a master of the Qi Dao level .

The martial arts journey is divided into four stages: Jin Dao, Qi Dao, Wang Dao, Shin Dao.The big stage is divided into nine sub-sections, and the promotion of small sections is easy in the early stage and difficult in the later stage.And the breakthrough between each major stage is even more difficult, and it must have a very deep foundation.

From the way of strength to the way of qi, it is the first hurdle. I don't know how many warriors stop here, lingering and unable to enter.In the various sects of the barren island, there are many elderly Jin Dao warriors who practice hard and finally reach the ninth rank of Jin Dao, which is a short distance away from the level of Qi Dao.

But with such a small distance, it has become the end of the world. He has been practicing until his hair is gray, and he missed the best golden age, so he can't rush over.

Years flowed like gold, when Hua was old, his cultivation base would not advance but retreat, and there was no hope of advancing.

There are quite a few such veteran warriors in every sect.They have basically become the first-choice personnel to be sent into the secret realm of breaking demons, and they are not afraid of sacrifice.

As for Fan Dongliu, he could have advanced to the level of Qi Dao a long time ago, but for the sake of the overall situation, he wanted to maintain the advantages of the sect in the barren island sect competition and in the territory of breaking the magic secret, so that the realm was suppressed.

Suppressing the realm is not a bad thing, as you can have more time to accumulate, when you make a formal breakthrough, you will get twice the result with half the effort, and it will also be of great benefit to future development.

Originally, Fan Dongliu wanted to concentrate on cultivating for a period of time before he formally entered the Qi Dao level, but now facing Liang Qiufeng, he couldn't take it down several times, he couldn't hold it anymore.

On the one hand, now that he was looking at Liang Qiufeng, he had a feeling that he couldn't see through it; on the other hand, he couldn't solve the opponent for so long, so he was inevitably a little impatient.

One must know that at the beginning of the decisive battle, he expected to kill Liang Qiufeng with dozens of moves.Who would have thought that Liang Qiufeng was not only alive, but also very nourished.

So he didn't care about anything anymore, he broke through directly, advanced into the Qi Dao, and the Qi Dao has crushed a martial artist with an eighth-level strength. Isn't it easy to grab and do whatever he wants?

The imposing manner is rising steadily, and the Pan Dongliu is majestic, and the true energy is poured into the Cangxue knife, and the blade sings without wind, emitting a murderous aura that shocks people's hearts.

This change fell into the eyes of the onlookers, and their reactions were different.

The three major sects were naturally rejoiced, looking at Liang Qiufeng as if they were looking at a dead person; the Sword House turned pale and exclaimed.

Although Pandongliu has always been called "No.1 under Qi Dao", it is still under Qi Dao after all, isn't it?

It's good now, striding forward and successfully breaking through to become a master at the airway level, the meaning is completely different.

This comparison is already a contest between two different levels.

"Eldest brother, let's fight and let Liang Qiufeng withdraw!"

Wu Gumei couldn't bear to see Liang Qiufeng being tortured and killed, so she spoke.

Zhang Xingkong stared at the bottom, and couldn't help but clenched his left hand: Liang Qiufeng has demonstrated his monstrous talent in public, so no matter which sect the disciple is placed in, he will protect him like a treasure, so as to gain enough growing space.But in the Sword Mansion, desperately trying to die, he was almost sacrificed in the end

Ashamed!

He sighed and was about to move.

Over there, Yun Mojiang had already noticed it, and immediately raised his body and shouted: "Brother Xingkong, this is a fair duel between juniors. Could it be that you can't see it and want to intervene?"

After a pause, he snorted and sneered: "If you can't fight and you're afraid of death, you shouldn't have agreed before, just be a coward. Now that you're going back on your promises, isn't it the usual style of your sword family?"

These words are hot and cold, sarcasm, and try their best.

"That's right, the majestic millennium school, talk like fart, don't be ashamed of it!"

Everyone booed immediately.

Zhang Xingkong said coldly: "The current duel is also called fair?"

Yun Mojiang said with a smile: "How unfair, my disciples are only making temporary breakthroughs. If you teach well, let your disciples break through."

Fandongliu is only 17 years old this year, and he broke through the airway at the age of 17. This achievement can be regarded as outstanding in the whole barren continent.Thinking about Long Xiangtian from the Sword Mansion, he became a Qi Dao warrior at about the same age.In time, if Fan Dongliu dares to catch up, he will be able to surpass it.

For this disciple, Yun Mojiang loved him very much.

Blocked by his words, Zhang Xingkong's complexion changed several times, cloudy or sunny.

At this time, Liang Qiufeng, who was in a state of confusion, suddenly said, "My lord, I'm not dead yet."

When he said this, he grinned.

Such a smile seemed familiar to the people in the Sword Mansion, but they didn't understand what kind of confidence he had.

Zhang Xingkong sighed, but finally did not float down.

Fan Dongliu's momentum was like a rainbow, his confidence was almost bursting, he laughed and said: "Liang Qiufeng, you can die now!"

Stretching out his body, the Cangxue saber in his hand stood upright, a few feet away, and it arrived in an instant, when the saber arrived, he slashed Liangqiu Feng's neck.

Compared with the previous ones, this level of power is simply a different level.

"Horizontal Sword Style!"

As the wounded sword moved forward, Liang Qiufeng did not appear flustered.

Keng!

There was a loud noise that shook people's hearts, and Fan Dongliu's knife was like chopping on a big mountain or a big river.

Although the blade is sharp and the momentum is fierce, it is difficult to do nothing to the mountains and rivers.

Fan Dongliu yelled: "It's a little tricky, let's see how many knives you can block!"

With a leap of movement, so light and graceful that it doesn't seem to have weight, Feiyan climbed the eaves, in mid-air, with the help of the momentum, Cangxue knife was raised high and swung down, like the overlord carrying a tripod.

The power of this saber is so domineering that it is almost cruel, the true energy pierces through the air, and there is a whining sound. Just looking at it, there is a kind of heart-breaking fear.

"Death to me!"

"not good!"

"Be careful, hide quickly!"

"when!"

The fourth bell rang on time, and in Liang Qiufeng's mind, the picture condensed by the idea of ​​swordsmanship came alive in an instant, as if he had become an illusory person, that person was in his world of Niwan Palace swing the sword.

When the sword moved, there was an elegant trajectory faintly dancing.

The trail looks like a swimming dragon.

"Sword Heart and Carving Dragon?Yongzi Eight Swords"!

At this moment, Liang Qiufeng finally knew the name of the sword question he had learned.

Following the man's movements, the wounded sword in his hand also swung, completely matching the trajectory of the opponent's swing.It seems that this sword was not stabbed by himself, but by the phantom man from Niwan Palace.

Point sword style!

Boo!

Like a bubble being punctured by a sharp weapon, Fan Dongliu, who was in mid-air, suddenly saw Liang Qiufeng's sword piercing his ribs, and the protective zhenqi he released disappeared like a fragile balloon.

For a moment, there was only one thought in his mind: How is it possible, how could he discover this flaw...

laugh!

The cold sword's edge entered the body, and the next moment, under countless horrified eyes, Fan Dongliu's body flew out, and finally fell straight at Yunmojiang's feet. (To be continued.)