Converse hit the sword, but he didn't retreat at all, and with a loud shout, he slashed with one hand, and actually grabbed Li Daotong's sword blade with the palm of his left hand.

Li Daotong sighed in a deep voice: "Looking for death!" As the head of Jiuhua Sect, the long sword he used was also a divine weapon, not only not inferior to the Chixiao Sword in the ancient town, but it was still surpassed, and the sharpness was unparalleled.

Converse grabbed the blade with his flesh palm, this style of play was simply incredible. Li Daotong just flicked his wrist slightly, and his internal strength was infused, and Converse's four fingers were cut off together.

However, at this moment, Converse had already seized the opportunity, and the thunder flashed in his right hand, and a three-inch-long thunder lightning snake struck Li Dao's heart and mouth.

"Feathered Serpent's Palm!" burst into exclamations in the crowd, if he was hit, Li Daotong was afraid that he would be killed on the spot!

This is the thrill of the battle on the sword song plane, and it is not entirely about looking at the level and template. In terms of hard power, Converse is a level 8 rare boss, while Li Daotong is a level 10 rare boss, and the strength is naturally the latter's victory;

Combat is a very skillful test, and if you are not careful, you may be overturned by a weak opponent.

Converse is also a ruthless man, he knows that he will fight and win, so he came up with this strange plan, fighting his four fingers not to make Li Daotong pay a more painful price.

Li Daotong inhaled suddenly, his steps were unpredictable, and he unfolded his light power step by step, but he actually moved half a foot sideways when he couldn't make a move! The palm that originally hit the heart socket only hit the right chest. That is, Jiuhua Sect, known for its light exercises, and most of them can't be avoided if they are the heads of other major factions.

Lei Jin lingered, half of Li Daotong's body was numb, and a mouthful of blood spurted out. His long sword stabbed out like lightning, stabbing into Converse's abdomen with a snort.

When Converse cast the Feathered Serpent's Palm, he had already poured all his True Qi into one right palm, and there was no True Qi defense at this time, so Li Daotong's hasty sword could also cause amazing damage.

In an instant, both were injured. Li Daotong drew his sword and retreated, and his luck was silently adjusted. But the internal strength of the floating thunder power is like a maggot on the tarsal bone, and the penetrating power is extremely amazing, making Li Daotong unable to heal his injuries with luck.

And Converse also covered his bleeding lower abdomen, and his face was pale. He stood still and used his true qi to stop the bleeding for himself.

Bai Xiaowen whispered a few words next to Gu Yulian and Concubine Yin, and then raised his voice and said: "Senior King Ming, in this first battle, both you and I have lost the strength to fight again, why don't you stop here, how about it be counted as a draw?"

King Ming bowed slightly: "Yes." ”

In fact, Converse was more seriously injured, but from the position of King Ming, it would be too much to let Li Daotong, the head of the faction who came to help him, fight for his life and death, if he forcibly rejected Bai Xiaowen's proposal and let the fight continue, it would inevitably cause criticism from outsiders.

Gu Yulian waved his hand, and the two Blood God Palace masters helped Converse down the field and gave him medicine to heal his injuries.

On the side of the righteous path, the Tanggu Crescent Moon flew up and replaced Li Daotong, who was not lightly injured.

The Crescent Moon Envoy squinted his eyes and glanced at Gu Yulian: "Nine-Tailed Jade Fox, although you are young, you are the master of the Blood God Palace. I bet with you, and I don't count it as a big bully. Do it. ”

"Wait. ”

Ying Jianfan stood up and said lightly: "I took this battle." ”

The Crescent Moon Envoy glanced at Ying Jianfan: "You're just a defeated soldier, did you come up to die in vain?"

Ying Jianfan snorted, the green shadow flickered, and the Flying Shadow Sword was already unsheathed, swinging out the Dao Cold Light Sword Shadow.

The Crescent Moon Envoy sneered, pulled out a thin sword from his waist, and fought with Ying Jianfan.

In the team channel of the White Phoenix Squad, Li Shuyi whispered: "This five-battle covenant, is it just such a duel with one board and one eye? Isn't there any tactics or something, such as the lower horse against the upper team, and engage in a Tianji horse racing ......"

Bai Xiaowen replied: "No. As long as the first four games are not decided, then Concubine Yin and King Ming are bound to go into battle, come to see the king, and play the fifth game. The two main generals are both the top figures in the sword song plane, whether they are burdened by their reputation or their own temperament, they are not allowed to surrender their identities and face each other's 'lower slack' or 'middle'. ”

"In the first four games, the difference in strength on the surface is indeed not small. Have you noticed that on the side of the Blood God Palace, no matter who initiates the challenge, the fighters on the side of the Ming King are happy to accept it? This is the inevitable self-confidence brought by the suppression of hard power, and no matter which one of the four opponents is on, they all have a great confidence in winning. ”

This is also the reason why King Ming was able to agree to the gambling conditions of the "Retirement Book", no matter from which point of view, he thought that there was no possibility of losing.

Ying Jianfan and the Crescent Moon Envoy are both masters of using swords, purely in terms of swordsmanship, both of them have reached the top level of the sword song plane, and Ying Jianfan's Flying Shadow Swordsmanship, after being paired with the Flying Shadow Sword, is even more powerful.

However, the Crescent Moon makes both swordsmanship and internal cultivation, she has to be half a step stronger, she is fighting the idea of defensive counterattack, a thin sword is like a poisonous snake out of a hole, every time she attacks the place where the enemy must be saved, forcing Ying Jianfan to change his tricks to protect himself.

Ying Jianfan attacked with a fast sword, and he could still have the upper hand at first, but after dozens of moves, the offensive had an unsustainable feeling.

This feeling is exactly the same as when fighting against Xie Qingrong, the head of the Kunlun faction, it is difficult to ride a tiger, once there is a short pause in the offensive, the opponent's thunderous counterattack will be ushered in.

Suddenly, Ying Jianfan's figure flickered, as if he had differentiated into several phantoms, and headed towards the crescent moon envoy to encircle and kill. This is the mysterious move of the Flying Shadow Swordsmanship, a thousand shadows and a hundred strikes!

The Crescent Moon sneered and took a half-step forward diagonally, the rapier striking back at an eerie angle.

Just this half step, but as if a spell had been cast, Ying Jianfan's full sword shadow was broken cleanly, leaving only a true body, which was killed from the side and back, stabbing at the Crescent Moon Envoy. And the angle of the crescent moon envoy's thin sword is also tricky and abnormal, and Ying Jianfan seems to have taken the initiative to bump into it.

In the heart of the New Moon Envoy, she had already simulated all kinds of routines, and no matter how Ying Jianfan retreated and avoided changing moves, it was within her consideration, and she was about to blow the horn of counterattack immediately. Within ten moves, Ying Jianfan will definitely be defeated!

Snort.

Ying Jianfan did not dodge or dodge, and a quick sword stabbed out. Under the opponent's thin sword, his corset was wide open, and a terrible blood mark was also drawn on the left side of his face, from the jaw to the eye socket, and one left eye was also brutally destroyed, and the blood flowed for a long time.

But Ying Jianfan, who had the will to die, finally won a chance to win at this tragic price. The Flying Shadow Sword slashed through the sky and roared, shooting at the back of the crescent moon envoy's heart, a crescent moon above the purple robe.