The president of the rebirth of the movie queen lives next door

Chapter 1654

This battle lasted for more than half an hour.

The initial excited booing and applause from the audience gradually disappeared. In the quiet air, the crisp sound of sword blades colliding, and the silent and massive impact of internal force made the atmosphere more and more tense.

All the audience couldn't help holding their breath, and their eyes were unwilling to leave the two people on the stage.

Those are two opponents with very similar sword moves. Their movements are as fast as lightning, and their sword moves are all straight to the vitals without any mercy. Even their auras when they use their swords are similarly cold as ice. .

There are more and more cracks in the arena.

When Xia Fuyi's eyes began to show impatience, the stone slabs outside the ring were almost shattered.

Means nothing.

Xia Fuyi thought of this.

Many people say that the most impossible person to defeat in the world is yourself, but in fact, the most boring thing is to defeat yourself.

She blocked the incoming sword with a sword, and slid out a dazzling and piercing flame.

The distance between the two of them was extremely close at this moment, and the light of the knife illuminated the two pairs of cold eyes that were looking at each other.

Then Xia Fuyi blinked.

She decided to end the fight.

The next moment the blade slid to the bottom, and after a piercing sound, the sword light suddenly disappeared.

As if being slid behind by an afterimage, Mu Ningqing suddenly turned her head with the horizontal sword in front of her chest, but it only blocked the floating dust.

There was no one in front of him, and the afterimage he saw just now seemed to be just an illusion.

Everyone was stunned for a moment.

Mu Ningqing was no exception, even though he was stunned for a shorter time than everyone else, it was enough.

It's just that in this short moment, the sound of the wind blows faintly, from the top of the mountain, from the dome of the sky, from the vast stairs, and then it turns into a mighty hurricane at an extremely fast speed and surrounds the entire arena with a bang.

A leaf came from nowhere and floated onto his sword blade, and then he saw a pinpoint-like sharp and bright light reflected in his sword light, which came from the sky and reached his body earlier than the hurricane. overhead.

The sense of danger that his life was hanging by a thread approached quickly, causing goose bumps all over his body.

Before Mu Ningqing had time to raise her head, she suddenly raised her horizontal sword to block her head.

With a loud clang, his sword blade was bent into a crescent-like arc by the bright sword light.

At this moment, he looked up and finally saw the figure that suddenly disappeared.

The ice-cold dark eyes were reflected in his sword light and his pupils, and the next moment she suddenly hooked her lower lip.

The figure suddenly pressed down again with the sound of the mighty wind, and he suddenly opened his eyes wide. Only then did he realize that what just hit his blade was not the real tip of the sword.

It's a sharp sword intent!

Someone in the audience has already exclaimed.

"Sword Intent! She actually cultivated Sword Intent!"

Before the exclamation came to an end, Mu Ningqing's sword, which was severely injured again, had a gap. He looked up at the man, using his internal strength to support him, and at the same time gritted his teeth and said,

"I haven't seen you before. I haven't seen your move before. Where did it come from?"

Xia Fuyi raised his eyebrows slightly, and said lightly,
"Homemade."

After the words fell, she jumped up and kicked his sword.

After Mu Ningqing shot a few steps backwards, before she had time to stabilize her figure, the girl shot out violently.

A sword is pointed, as fast as an afterimage, as if carrying thousands of spring breezes.

When the wind stopped and the leaves fell, the corners of the cyan gauze robe rose and fell.

The two stood shoulder to shoulder, Mu Ningqing had nothing in his hands, his sword was stuck in the ground not far away, still shaking slightly with the rest of his strength.

And in front of his neck, the sword in the girl's hand was already lying across his throat in the opposite direction.

Mu Ningqing stood stiffly all over.

Xia Fuyi didn't even glance at him.

She held the sword across his neck, and then slowly replied,

"This trick is called."

"Cut, spring, wind."

Suddenly, the wind blew away the outer stone slab that was completely crushed into powder in this move.

The audience closest to the stage felt the pain on their faces when they stretched out their hands to scatter ashes.

They stretched out their hands to touch their faces one after another, and blood was slowly oozing from the gash that had been cut apart soundlessly.

(End of this chapter)