The middle-aged man sneered: "Do you want to fight with me in close combat? It's really ignorant, you must know that the strength of the Holy Lord and the Holy One is completely incomparable, and you and I are fighting in close combat, which is tantamount to asking for your own death." ”

"Really? Then you can try it. ”

The middle-aged man snorted coldly and swung his sword to meet him.

Bang Bang!

The two of them went back and forth and fought fiercely on the street.

In the blink of an eye, more than a dozen rounds passed.

To everyone's surprise, that Yi Qiu had been fighting with the Holy Lord powerhouse for so long, and he didn't fall behind at all.

"You must know that Zhu Fei is the best in our generation of the Holy Lord of the Holy Lord, the swordsmanship is the best, and the artistic conception of the sword is also extremely high, and he once won the top four rankings in the Tianshan Mountain Sword Competition, but this kid can be equal to Zhu Fei, which is really unbelievable. ”

The old man's eyes flickered, and his tone was extremely surprised.

"Hmph, so what, within thirty moves in a while, if he can't defeat Zhu Fei, I'll see how he ends!"

Zhu Yan said viciously, now that more than a dozen rounds have passed, Yi Qiu still does not have the slightest advantage, so in his opinion, it is impossible for Yi Qiu to defeat the middle-aged man within thirty moves.

At this moment, everyone almost decided that Yi Qiu would not be able to fulfill his promise at all, and he would definitely lose.

Only the middle-aged man in the field looked more and more ugly.

Although he had only fought for more than a dozen rounds, this middle-aged man was more and more jealous of Yi Qiu in his heart, this sage, whether it was the artistic conception of the sword or the strength in his body, was not weaker than him.

And the terrible thing is that his swordsmanship is erratic, false and real, extremely mysterious, and completely unguardable.

Although it seemed that Yi Qiu was on an equal footing with him on the scene, he knew in his heart that if he had reacted quickly, he would have been killed by Yi Qiu several times at this moment.

"What kind of swordsmanship is this guy performing, why is it so weird, no, if it goes on like this, I'm afraid I won't be able to survive thirty rounds, and I will have to lose!"

The middle-aged man's eyes flashed, and after forcing Yi Qiu back with a sword, he instantly retreated backwards, trying to distance himself from Yi Qiu, intending to use a long-range sword technique.

Seeing this, Yi Qiu hooked the corners of his mouth and sneered: "What? I want to escape? It's a pity that it's too late, the thirty-six swords of yin and yang, and the nineteenth sword of yin and yang enters!"

Swish!

Yi Qiu stepped forward, and the Flying Rainbow Sword slashed through a strange arc in the air, stabbing towards the middle-aged man's face.

The middle-aged man was shocked and hurriedly swung his sword to resist.

However, what he didn't expect was that Yi Qiu's sword suddenly changed direction in mid-air and stabbed towards his dantian.

The middle-aged man hurriedly swung his sword again to block it.

In this way, Yi Qiu slashed several times in a row, which suddenly made the middle-aged man in chaos, and the scene was completely suppressed by Yi Qiu.

Seeing that the middle-aged man, who was originally inseparable from Yi Qiu, was suddenly suppressed by Yi Qiu and couldn't resist, everyone was surprised, what happened to this Holy Lord powerhouse?

"What is Zhu Fei doing? Have you even forgotten your own swordsmanship?"

Zhu Yan was shocked and angry when he saw this scene, he never thought that in the Yan Emperor clan, a well-known kendo genius would be forced to be so embarrassed by a sage!

"It's not that I forgot the swordsmanship, but the swordsmanship of the two sides, which can't be compared at all, although Zhu Fei's Yanshen swordsmanship is not low-grade, but this kid's swordsmanship seems to be slightly better, and it's quite weird, which makes Zhu Fei confused. ”

"It's higher than the Flame God Sword Technique, how is it possible, the Flame God Sword Technique is a medium-grade holy sword technique, how can the sword technique practiced by a sage be more advanced than the middle-grade Holy Sword Technique!"

Zhu Yan still couldn't believe it.

"This old man doesn't know, in short, this son is quite weird, whether it is swordsmanship or strength, it is far from being comparable to other sages, when did this kind of genius appear in the holy domain, why have I never heard of it?"

The old man stroked his beard and was secretly surprised. ‘

At this moment, when everyone was shocked, they only heard a snort.

A blood splashed out, and the middle-aged man named Zhu Fei was pierced in the shoulder by Yi Qiu's sword.

The Holy Lord is wounded!

When everyone saw this, they were surprised again.

Before that, who would have thought that a strong saint lord would be stabbed by a saint!

Zhu Fei snorted, hurriedly took a hundred steps back, and looked at Yi Qiu with a pale face.

"Boy, what kind of weird swordsmanship are you, why have I never seen it?"

"Hehe, haven't you seen all the swordsmanship in this world?"

Yi Qiu sneered, and then said: "It's only twenty-seven moves, and you're injured, it looks like you won't be able to survive the thirtieth move!"

In fact, Zhu Fei's strength is already extraordinary.

You must know that the previous Holy Lord didn't even carry twenty moves.

This Zhu Fei stubbornly blocked the first twenty-seven moves of the thirty-six swords of yin and yang!

It can be seen that this person's swordsmanship attainment, among the strongest in the same cultivation, is definitely the best.

It's a pity that he met Yi Qiu.

"Arrogant! It's just a stab in the shoulder, as if you won, as long as I don't let you get close, I'll see how you can beat me in thirty moves!"

That Zhu Fei was annoyed and ashamed, no longer retaining his strength, he raised the long sword in the air, his whole body robe agitated, his breath soared to the sky, and an incomparably fiery sword dao artistic conception enveloped the surroundings in an instant.

"Vulcan Sword Technique, Vulcan Giant Sword!"

Rumble!

In an instant, the long sword in Zhu Fei's hand suddenly seemed to burn, and the raging flames suddenly poured out from the sword, and then turned into a hundred-foot flame giant sword!

"Boy, I see how you can block my sword, the Vulcan Giant Sword, kill him for me!"

Rumble!

The flame giant sword slashed down in the air and slashed towards Yi Qiu.

Before the sword arrived, the terrifying heat had already caused everyone to feel suffocated.

You can see how terrifying the power of this sword is!

However, in the face of the terrifying Flame Giant Sword, Yi Qiu still stood in place, with a disdainful smile on his cold face.

"Since I said that if I defeat you in thirty moves, I will never break my word, and with this sword, I will convince you of losing!"

After Yi Qiu finished speaking, he put up the long sword, and at the same time stretched out his other palm, posing a strange finger print, and shouted softly in his mouth: "Four veins sword wave!"

Whoosh!

In an instant, four pulse sword waves shot out from his fingers, and then converged into a terrifying sword wave, blasting towards the flame giant sword.

Bang!

There was an earth-shattering bang, and the terrifying sword wave collided with the flaming giant sword.

Immediately, I saw that the seemingly amazing flame giant sword collapsed in an instant under the impact of the terrifying sword wave, and at the same time, the terrifying pulse sword wave rushed towards Zhu Fei in the distance.

That Zhu Fei couldn't dodge, so he could only swing his sword to resist, but with the power of the four pulse sword waves, how could he block it at will?

Therefore, he was directly hit by the pulse sword wave and flew out.