Shang Wuliang was also a little surprised. He thought that he could defeat Ci Song by using his two swords, but he didn't expect that Ci Song's fighting ability could not be measured by his cultivation.

After that, Shang Wuliang held the two swords in both hands, and his talent surged wildly, as if he had turned into a sword man.

"Legalist Shadow Sword Technique!"

Shang Wuliang shouted in a low voice, and the whole person turned into a stream of light and rushed towards Ci Song. At this moment, the two swords in his hands had turned into three red and three blue six sword shadows, and each sword shadow exuded a powerful sword energy.

Under Shang Wuliang's control, the six sword shadows constantly changed their directions and angles and attacked Ci Song. Each sword shadow carried a sharp sword energy, as if it was going to tear the sky and the earth apart.

Facing Shang Wuliang's attack, Ci Song did not dare to neglect it. He held the Shuihan Sword in his hand, and his talent surged wildly, and a powerful breath burst out from his body.

"The wind is whistling and the Yishui River is cold."

Ci Song shouted in a low voice, and the whole person turned into a stream of light and rushed forward. The Shuihan Sword in his hand exuded bursts of cold air, and cold sword energy continued to flow out from the sword body.

The cold sword energy and the six sword shadows released by Shang Wuliang collided with each other, making bursts of crisp sounds. For a moment, the whole venue was shrouded by two powerful auras, one sharp sword energy and the other cold sword energy belonging to the Shuihan Sword. The two auras collided with each other, but also blended with each other, forming a strange picture.

The next second, Shang Wuliang rushed to Ci Song, with the long sword in his hand stabbing and the short sword in his right hand slashing horizontally. The two swords performed different sword techniques at the same time, one sword stabbed at Ci Song's throat, and the other sword slashed at his waist. Faced with this fierce attack, Ci Song was also shocked. He didn't expect Shang Wuliang to be so cunning and perform two different sword techniques at the same time.

Fortunately, Ci Song's reaction speed was also very fast. He dodged Shang Wuliang's attack by turning his body to the side. At the same time, he raised the Shuihan Sword in his hand, and a cold sword energy attacked Shang Wuliang.

"Huh! Want to escape?"

Shang Wuliang sneered, and the two swords in his hands had turned into six sword shadows, constantly changing their positions and angles, attacking Ci Song.

"Sword Shadow Art·Sword Domain!"

Shang Wuliang shouted in a low voice, and the six sword shadows instantly condensed together to form a huge sword domain, covering the entire venue.

In this sword domain, Shang Wuliang is the master, and no one can escape his attack.

"Double Swords·Break!"

Shang Wuliang spread out the two swords in his hand, and a powerful sword energy instantly condensed and formed, attacking Ci Song.

Facing this powerful sword energy, Ci Song did not dare to neglect it. He also spread out the Shuihan Sword in his hand, and a cold sword energy instantly condensed and formed, and rushed forward.

"Once the warrior leaves, he will never return."

Ci Song shouted in a low voice, and the Shuihan Sword in his hand emitted a strong cold air, which instantly condensed into a huge ice wall, blocking Shang Wuliang's sword energy.

Boom!

The two powerful forces collided with each other, making bursts of roars. The whole venue trembled, and smoke and dust filled the air.

After the smoke and dust dissipated, Shang Wuliang was still standing there, with his talent surging, while Ci Song retreated nearly ten steps before he stabilized his body.

"Huh!" Ci Song's face turned pale, and he gasped, "Today I have seen the explosive power of the disciples of the Fa School."

"Junior Brother Ci, if you only have this ability, then you will definitely lose in this battle today!"

Shang Wuliang made two sword flowers with his hands, and looked at Ci Song with a smile in his eyes.

"Indeed, if I don't show some skills, I'm afraid I will lose to Brother Shang Wuliang today."

Ci Song slowly took off his robe and revealed his inner shirt. A trace of golden talent appeared on Ci Song's fingers. The next second, four red rings appeared on his wrists and ankles.

Shang Wuliang frowned slightly, not knowing what Ci Song was going to do.

But Duanmu Qingcang saw through the essence of the four rings at a glance, "This is the bone armor of the military family. It is worn by the disciples of the military family during daily training. The four-ring bone armor can bear a maximum weight of 1,000 pounds. Could it be that Brother Ci has been wearing the bone armor to fight others before?"

After hearing this, Dao Ziling's mouth twitched twice. Who is this Ci Song?

He has been hiding his strength all the time and wearing the bone armor when fighting with others. How confident is he? The most important thing is that even so, Ci Song still eliminated the two strongest Taoist disciples besides himself, Dao Ri and Dao Yue. This is too outrageous.

At this time, he also took off the four red rings on Ci Song's body and put them into the jade pendant. Then Ci Song stretched his body and said, "It feels great to take off the weight."

"Now, let's fight again."

Ci Song held the Shuihan Sword, and the golden talent surged on his body. The whole person was like a cold sword.

Shang Wuliang frowned slightly. Although he did not recognize what Ci Song took off, he also understood from Ci Song's words that the ring was a weight. He did not dare to neglect it. He held the two swords in both hands, and the talent on his body surged wildly. The whole person turned into a stream of light and rushed towards Ci Song.

This time, Shang Wuliang did not perform the Sword Shadow Art again, but directly performed his unique skill, the Nine Layered Waves Sword. He saw the two swords in his hands dancing, and powerful sword energy continued to surge out of the sword body. These sword energies continued to interweave together, as if they turned into waves, attacking Ci Song.

Nine layers of sword energy overlapped and turned into huge waves, making people feel endless oppression. The nine layers of swords were higher than one wave, as if there was no end.

"You are forced to come here without freedom, and you have worked hard on the hills for several years."

Ci Song slowly chanted the war poem and began to wave the Shuihan Sword in his hand. A series of cold sword energy continued to flow out of the Shuihan Sword and collided with Shang Wuliang's nine layers of swords.

"The flowers in the hall intoxicated three thousand guests, and the sword frosted fourteen states."

Although Shang Wuliang's nine layers of swords were powerful, under the cold sword energy of Ci Song, it seemed that its power was greatly reduced. The nine sword energies seemed to be frozen, and the offensive slowed down instantly.

"What? How is this possible!"

Shang Wuliang was also shocked when he saw this scene. He did not expect that the nine layers of swords he was proud of would be restrained by Ci Song's cold sword energy.

"Lai Zi's clothes are narrow, Xie Gong's poems are ashamed of the beauty of the clouds."

"When he was in the Lingyun Pavilion, how could he envy the marquis of the time?"

After Ci Song finished reading the poem, there was a loud bang, and Shang Wuliang's Nine Layered Waves Sword collapsed instantly. Ci Song gently waved the Shuihan Sword in his hand, and a powerful sword energy instantly condensed and formed, attacking Shang Wuliang.

Facing this powerful sword energy, Shang Wuliang did not dare to neglect it. He held the two swords in both hands, and the talent in his body surged wildly, and he went up to meet it.

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