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() Seeing that Long Xiaotian was about to be defeated by Qin Guyue's sword, Long Xiaotian clenched the hilt of the sword with his right hand and swung it violently. The long sword with sheath in his hand was as flexible as an arm finger. It spun up, like a barrier above Long Xiaotian's head,

"Bah!"

Qin Guyue cut down the long sword in her hand resolutely, and her figure landed firmly on the position where Long Xiaotian was standing just now. Although the sword shadow above Long Xiaotian's head was smashed away with a single blow, his figure was like a glimpse, and he flew to Five steps away, he staggered a few steps, as if he had suffered a small loss.

Long Xiaotian stabilized his body and said "Come again!", the long sword in his right hand held a sword flower, and the long sword under his feet meandered, and the long sword was passed under Qin Guyue's chin, pointing directly at the throat.

"Ka!" Qin Guyue didn't block or evade at this time, holding the long sword upside down in his right hand, and turning the scabbard sideways, the sword was not leaning to one side, but it was resisting Long Xiaotian's thrusting sword.

"What!" Long Xiaotian seemed taken aback, as if he never thought that Qin Guyue could block his sword like this.Then Qin Guyue's left hand suddenly turned into a palm, and lightly patted the scabbard on the side of Qianqiu Sword facing him, and immediately sent Long Xiaotian flying out with the long sword.

Although Long Xiaotian still tried his best to maintain his own stability when he landed, his footsteps were still disordered, and he almost fell down. A look of surprise suddenly appeared in his originally calm eyes, as if he was a wild man. The unruly lion saw the same kind that came to compete for food. "You...you too..."

"It's just a sword competition, why talk too much!" Qin Guyue swung her long sword downward with her right hand, and the Qianqiu sword with sheath let out a clear sword cry, as if eager to fight, making the eardrums of the people around feel slightly It stings.

At this point in the competition, Qin Guyue already understood it.This Long Xiaotian is indeed a master soldier who has condensed his soldier's heart!Even the realm is slightly higher than Qin Guyue, already the peak of the military, and only one step away from being promoted to Wu Zong, but the soldier's heart is also divided into three, six, and nine grades, and Long Xiaotian's soldier's heart should only have mastered a thousand kinds The common soldier heart of the weapon.

This kind of soldier's heart and Qin Guyue's Changhe Samsara soldier's heart, which combines the fighting will of the ancestor of Wanbing, Qianqiu Sword and five thousand kinds of weapons, must be the difference between martial arts masters and ordinary people!But even so, within two moves, he defeated Qin Rong, who was also at the level of a soldier, with his sword out of the sheath, and it couldn't be more normal!

Before Long Xiaotian could finish speaking, Qin Guyue's Qianqiu Sword had already slashed sideways.

This sword was surprisingly strange. It was originally a slashing sword. Long Xiaotian was about to raise his sword to fight, but found that the sword's sword was changed from a slash to an upward thrust. When the long sword was firmly held in front of him in his hand, the sword that came as expected changed again, it actually waved the sword in front of Long Xiaotian. rise!

"Boom!" There was a muffled sound!

Long Xiaotian only felt a slight blackness in front of his eyes, and there was a crisp sound of loose bones coming from the socket of his right shoulder, as if the whole arm was not his own, the huge force under that blow actually made him retreat involuntarily. After taking seven or eight steps, he staggered and stabilized his body. His eyes were still dizzy and his ears were ringing. Just as he was about to say something, his throat felt sweet, and he was so shocked that he spurted out a mouthful of blood!

"Pfft!" The mouthful of blood spurted out, and everyone immediately knew that the winner had been decided!

Qin Guyue's sword just now was extremely weird, and the frequent changes of moves made people feel dizzy, but the last extremely aggressive sword turned into a false move, just dangling on top of Long Xiaotian's head After a sword strike, his body leaped violently, his right hand held the Qianqiu sword with sheath backhand, his left hand held his right hand, taking advantage of the fleeting gap when Long Xiaotian returned the sword, he stabbed fiercely with the sword. On the shoulder socket of his right hand!

That sword was unexpected, but within reason, it was a shocking sword!

If the sword is out of its sheath, it is obviously not as simple as spitting blood on the ground now, at least Long Xiaotian's right hand with the sword fell to the ground, or even half of his body with his head together, It must be chopped down with a sword!

Obviously, because Long Xiaotian didn't hurt Qin Rong, Qin Guyue also showed mercy to Long Xiaotian's subordinates, otherwise this young swordsman's arm must be crippled!

"Accept!" Qin Guyue, who was dressed in black armor, stood proudly, with her long sword hanging down, looking at Long Xiaotian in front of her and said in a deep voice.

"No!" Long Xiaotian straightened his back, held the long sword firmly and said: "I still have the sword in my hand, so it is not considered a failure! It depends on whether you can catch my last sword!"

He still wants to fight!

crazy!

At this time, except for Qin Guyue, this sentence probably passed through everyone's mind.The winners and losers have already been clearly divided, the battle of trapped beasts?Is there any other meaning besides humiliating yourself?

Only Qin Guyue heard these words, her eyes showed a look of approval, she tilted her long sword slightly, and still said one word: "Please!"

I saw that Long Xiaotian's left index finger clasped his middle finger, making a weird gesture.Only the man in black standing behind Tang Jiu was startled suddenly, his voice trembling a little: "This... this gesture is... a sword art!"

At this moment, the long sword with sheath in Long Xiaotian's hand suddenly came out, and in an instant, it seemed that time and space were divided into two parallel worlds with this sword as the boundary. The world is like the sun dividing light and darkness!

The speed of this sword is already beyond imagination, if this is a sword technique, there is no doubt that it is at least Haotian level, maybe even Yutian level sword technique!

Under this sword, no one can stop it!

But Qin Guyue did it!Almost at the moment when the sword was released, Changhe Samsara's soldier's heart spun rapidly. Originally, it was calculated that Long Juemeng made a full-strength attack, and his Changhe Samsara's soldier's heart could only be completely cracked by spinning ten weeks at most. At this time, facing Long Xiaotian, who was in the peak state of a soldier, he turned crazily for a hundred weeks and still hasn't figured out a countermeasure!

Only fast and not broken, this sword is simply an unsolvable sword!

"Dang!" There was a loud sound of metal colliding in the void, and I saw the Qianqiu Sword in Qin Guyue's hand lying in front of her body, making a "buzzing buzzing" sound, while Qin Guyue's face turned pale, The shortness of breath, as if it was a sword just now, left him in shock.

But at this time, the long sword thrown by Long Xiaotian stabbed obliquely into the ground with its sheath, three inches into the soil, and the hilt leaned in the direction of Qin Guyue. It was obviously stabbed obliquely after being shaken away. .It shows how terrifying the power of this sword is!

At this time, Long Xiaotian, who used this sword, finally collapsed on the ground as if he had lost all his strength, and murmured: "There is someone who can take over my Qi Yujian Jue, and there is really someone who can take over my sword art!" Gotta go..."

Qin Guyue adjusted her breathing, and said to Long Xiaotian again: "I have given in." Her tone was much lighter than before. Obviously, the sword just now had completely won Qin Guyue's heart. Respect, it's a hair's breadth away, maybe sitting on the ground at this moment is Qin Guyue.

Long Xiaotian got up, sighed, walked up to Longruo and knelt down again, and said, "Master, Xiaotian has shamed you!" A shocking scene.

He raised his left hand lightly, with five fingers close together like a knife, he actually cut off the little finger of his right hand, and then without looking at the amputated finger, he said in a deep voice: "Xiaotian doesn't know the way of swordsmanship, there is a sky beyond the sky, take it yourself today It's humiliating, I will never use a sword again, and I will swear by cutting off my fingers!"

"This!" Seeing this scene, the corners of Qin Guyue's eyes twitched slightly, as if to feel that the young swordsman in front of him was worthless. You must know that the little finger may be a burden to many people, but it is not good for swordsmen. It's extremely important, a hand without a little finger can't hold a sword at all, if you can't even hold a sword, even if you are a master of swordsmanship, you are nothing but a piece of trash!

"Why are you bothering?" Qin Guyue persuaded: "Not to mention that it was only a hair's breadth, I was the one who lost, just talking about the way of swordsmanship, which one has not become a peerless powerhouse after thousands of years of hard work, like you Those who usually self-mutilate in the face of setbacks, wouldn't the world's sword masters die long ago?"

"It's a pity." The man in black standing beside Tang Jiu also sighed: "I'm afraid that I will never see such a peerless sword art again in my lifetime!"

However, at this moment, Long Ruo, who was standing in front of the top chair, walked up to Long Xiaotian who was kneeling in front of him. Under the eyes of everyone, with a "click", he stepped on Long Xiaotian's side suddenly. He cut off his finger, then raised his foot, kicked Long Xiaotian away like kicking away a bag of garbage, and fell heavily to the ground.

His tone was still unruly, but there was a hint of violence: "Trash, you can't use a sword anymore, and it's useless against the Long family, get out!"

"I didn't expect you, Long Ruo, to be so heartless and ungrateful!" Seeing this scene, Qian Xunxue couldn't help scolding.

"Hmph, bastard, it's not your turn to judge what this young master has done!" As soon as Long Ruo finished speaking, he stretched out his right hand suddenly, and the long sword that was stuck on the ground three inches into the ground suddenly let out a long whistle. , Dissolving the shape of the scabbard, revealing the flaming red sword body inside!

"Come back!" Long Ruo roared, and the red long sword suddenly flew up and landed firmly in Long Ruo's hands.

The moment Long Ruo grasped the red long sword, his aura actually rose again!

"Is this the spiritual weapon that Long Ruo got?" The middle-aged Taoist standing behind Xu Shu was also taken aback, staring straight at the red long sword in Long Ruo's hand that looked almost like blood. , tremblingly said: "This is the relic of the ancestor of Juelong... the dragon-killing sword!"