Martial Arts Overlord

The two were less than half a foot away, and He Qin could even feel Luo Feng's breathing, spraying the hot breath near her ears, giving her a little strangeness in her heart, and a touch of crimson on the pink earlobe.

However, after she heard Luo Feng's words, Dai Mei could not help but frowned slightly, looked up at Luo Feng, her eyes were a little confused

"Just so?"

"Ok."

Luo Feng nodded and smiled confidently. "This way you can win."

He Qindai raised her eyebrows slightly, looked at Luo Feng, and suddenly asked, "Are you thinking about this?"

"Good."

He Qin blinked, holding Leng Xuejian in his hand, and exhaled softly, saying "I will win."

brush!

With a light toe, He Qin seemed like a light blizzard, falling twenty steps ahead of Liu Ling.

When Liu Ling touched He Qin's eyes, he smiled slightly, and then smiled.

"Good look, it looks like you have the confidence to beat me today."

He Qin glanced down at the stage and pulled out Leng Xuejian expressionlessly, "I must win today."

"That wouldn't be easy."

Liu Ling's face showed a charming smile, and her hands and two swords spread a cold light like snow, looking at He Qin. "Me too."

The two stood opposite each other. He Qin struck a snow-colored skirt and blended with the sword. Under the skirt, there was no wind automatically. The surrounding air flow flew up a few snowflakes. It's a strong edge.

And Liu Ling's eyes are equally sharp. The cyan brilliance of the double swords radiates half of Wutai into cyan, which is opposite to He Qin.

The breath of the two was diffused in Wutai, as if the whole world had disappeared from their eyes.

"So amazing."

"It seems that after yesterday's battle, both people regarded each other as opponents that must be crossed. I don't know who can win today!"

The crowd in the auditorium was infected by the tense atmosphere of confrontation between the two, and their eyes did not blink.

Sword intention rose to the top, and He Qin's eyes were as bright as snow, saying "Since so, let's start!"

"it is good."

Liu Ling replied, his body stood in place, and a sword slammed directly against He Qin.

He Qin's look remained the same, his wrists shook, and the surrounding snow and snow suddenly became a huge snow and sword energy, blocking the blue sword energy.

"Thousands of snow!"

Blocking Liu Ling's sword, He Qin's sword kept flying, and the figure flew out, ignoring the distance of more than ten steps. A sword with countless wind and snow covered the front and attacked Liu Ling's right.

"Ok?"

Liu Ling's eyes flashed in different colors, and the two swords appeared together. The blue sword gas formed a turbulent stream of sword gas, sweeping out.

Uh ...

Two different forces met in mid-air, and the fragmented sword gas shot in all directions, tearing Wutai.

"It's evenly matched. It seems that the two want to separate the winner, at least after a thousand moves."

Everyone in the audience saw the two swords, and they thought of each other.

"Bright snow!"

Seeing that Liu Ling was blocking his blow, He Qin didn't care. His footsteps moved lightly, and Leng Xuejian continued to wave. Each time, a cold and aggressive sword was shot, attacking Liu Ling's right side, with sharp energy Let Wushu typhoon flutter.

"It's here again, isn't it ..."

The smile on Liu Ling's face disappeared, he looked at He Qin without a dignity, and a kind of unpleasant feeling came into his heart.

"Maybe just by chance ..."

An idea flashed through Liu Ling's mind, and the intense cyan Guanghua extended from her sword.

"Spring swallows fly together!"

The cyan sword gasified into a cyan flying swallow, which burst into a pleasant cry, and surrounded Liu Ling's entire body within three meters.

Bang Bang Bang ...

Jian Qi and Fei Yan continuously struck, forming a fierce air wave, and the entire Wutai was buzzing and trembling.

Fifty strokes.

One hundred strokes.

...

Two hundred strokes.

Off the stage, Zi Hongyuan looked at the fierce rivals and frowned, "It looks like this matchup will end in a draw again."

Zhou Yunyun nodded slightly, He Qin realized the sword, and Liu Lingxiu was better, and the strength of the two was comparable. Unless one party reveals a fatal flaw, it is not easy to decide the winner.

Huh!

The sword slammed into the air, blasting.

"It's another weakness that attacks me ..."

Liu Ling's figure flew backwards, his face was red, gasping, and he looked at He Qin without a dignity.

It can be explained by accident once or twice, but it is no accident that He Qin has been seizing her weakness.

Or, it seems to others that she is now evenly matched with He Qin, but only Liu Ling knows it well, only two hundred moves are sought, and her eight hundred moves were more expensive yesterday, and her stalemate will undoubtedly, it seems that she can only end the duel as soon as possible.

"Shuangyan fly together!"

Beautiful eyes flashed, Liu Ling took the initiative, and the two swords were closed. The sword gas formed a blue cyclone, with a sharp howling, attacked He Qin, as fast as lightning, as if pulling a white line in the air.

He Qin felt the urgency of Liu Ling, his face did not change, Hao wrist trembled, Leng Xuejian painted a semicircle, and two swords stabbed out.

"Snow and clouds travel!"

Sword Qi drove the platform to snow and snow, and the power was even worse. The two sword qi tracks were erratic and erratic.

Huh!

One sword gas blocked Liu Ling's attack, and another sword gas was clearly attacking the left side of Liu Ling, suddenly changed, swept out to the right.

Liu Ling's complexion suddenly changed, and his vitality ran wildly, and he drew two swords to meet.

Huh!

Unprepared for protection, Liu Ling's right-handed sword flew out, the figure retreated, and the right-hand sleeve was cut by a sword with a clear crack.

哐 Dang.

The sword that flew out shot a hundred meters, fell under Wutai, and beat more than just.

"What's going on, why did Liu Ling suddenly fall into the wind?"

"I didn't understand. He Qin's swords just now don't seem to be special."

"Is this He Qin, in one night, his strength far exceeds Liu Ling?"

"how is this possible……"

The crowd looked at Liu Ling who was shot down with a strange look.

"Giggle, unexpectedly, He Qin could see that Liu Ling's weakness was on the right."

Zhou Yunyun looked at He Qin's figure and smiled. If He Qin could beat Liu Ling, he would hopefully enter the top five.

Zi Hongyuan nodded slightly and said with emotion, "I'm ashamed, I haven't seen this till now."

Zhou Yiyun said, "I just saw it."

He Qin stood at Wutai with an unrecognizable sword and looked at Liu Ling with cold eyes. "Do you want?"

Liu Ling shook his head slightly, and inserted the only sword back into the scabbard. "I have to use a double sword in the Feiyan swordsmanship I practiced. Losing a sword, such as breaking an arm, and continuing, I will definitely lose. I confess.

Hearing that Liu Ling conceded and was responsible for the assessment, he announced that He Qin had won.

When passing by He Qin, Liu Ling suddenly stopped and asked, "I have a question, why do you know that the right side is my weakness?"

This point, Liu Ling is very strange.

She used to use a sword in her left hand when she was young, and she practiced two swords when she was ten, until now.

Ordinary warriors and her will usually attack her left side, which is just what she wants, and often she can easily win. However, just now, He Qin has been attacking her right side, apparently showing her weakness.

He Qin inserted Leng Xuejian back into the scabbard, shook his head, and looked down the stage, his eyes trembled slightly.

"You were not defeated by me, but Luo Feng. He told me that your weakness is on the right."

"Luo Feng?"

Liu Ling looked at Luo Feng, and set off a stormy sea in his heart.

If He Qin showed her weakness, she wouldn't be too surprised, after all, the two had fought nearly a thousand moves.

But it's Luo Feng ...

She and Luo Feng only met in less than three moves just now, and the other party was able to show their weaknesses. What a terrible sight!

"You have led the four colleges in Liuyun, and you really have a demon. I'm convinced that I lost my mouth."

Liu Ling sighed from his heart.

He Qin didn't say a word, walked down Wutai, and said to Luo Feng, "Liu Ling said you are a demon."

"Am I so scary?" Luo Feng touched his nose.

He Qin looked at Luo Feng seriously, his cold eyes flickered, and he suddenly nodded

"I agree with her."

In the fifth round, the other Wutai matchups were also very exciting, and they saw a burst of warm cheers from the audience.

In the sixth round, Luo Feng met the first swordsman opponent.

The tenth youngest ten masters thought that the sword was heavy.

Everyone originally thought that Shi Zhong would definitely give in. After all, Luo Feng defeated Wu Tong, who ranked sixth, and Liu Ling, who ranked fifth. The strength is obvious to all.

However, the results were unexpected and Shi Zhong did not give in.

Snapped!

Shi Zhong stepped heavily on Wutai, took off the dazzling sword behind him, looked at Luo Feng, his eyes burned with war.

"There are very few swordsmen from various colleges. Except for Black-faced Xie Xuantong, you are the second opponent I admire. I hope I can compete with you as a swordsman."

Shi Zhong's voice was thunderous, and in his slow words, there was a shocking power.

Luo Feng wiped his finger on the storage ring, and the anger knife appeared in his hand, and nodded, "Yes."

"Get me a knife!"

Shi Zhong sighed, stepped forward, and the dazzling sword spat out.

Huh!

A simple knife, but the sword light is not condensed, as if a mountain peak, thick and full to the limit, is a bit similar to the legendary sword mountain, the power is appalling.

Luo Feng nodded slightly, Shi Zhong would be valued by the elder Yuan Zhendian, it seems not accidental.

Although this person did not understand the general trend, the artistic conception of the sword has been extremely powerful. Ordinary people may be scared to death by facing this sword.

Taking a deep breath, Luo Feng also cut it out with the same knife.

boom!

The knife light is infinitely compressed, as if there is something integrated into the knife air. As soon as it appears, the strong sharp air immediately divides the air of the entire platform into two.

The entire audience in Wutai was shocked, and when Daoguang appeared, they had an irresistible thought almost at the same time!

boom!

The two swords met in mid-air. The sky was loud and the whole Tianyu Square seemed to tremble.

Huh!

Shi Zhong's knife gas was chopped, his body was stunned, and he stepped back a few steps, a little blood oozed from the corner of his mouth. At Wutai next to him, there was a huge knife mark over three meters wide.