Ziyan's long sword flew towards the opponent, forcing the thin old man to quickly retreat and re-distance himself from the opponent, so that he lost the opportunity to fight close to him.

The distance between the two sides opened up by ten meters, the thin old man stared at Murong Qingshui with a vigilant face, his eyes narrowed into a slit, his pupils flashed with a deep luster, his footsteps slowly moved around Murong Qingshui, and his upper body continued to sway and sway with the short sword that pointed diagonally at the other party.

This kind of erratic oscillation can confuse the opponent's vision, making it impossible to determine from which angle he is about to attack.

The series of thrilling battles between the two sides do not have the momentum of domineering and majestic, and some are just meteor-like attacks and counter-attacks, which are purely strong fights between swordsmanship and swordsmanship, and white-knuckle battles that are closely entangled.

Zi Yan's long sword kept pointing diagonally at the ground, like a statue, and it didn't move, so that the other party couldn't find any angle or opportunity to attack for a while.

The previous confrontation made the thin old man realize that the so-called dead end of the human body seemed to exist at all for the woman in front of him, which made people feel a little unbelievable, but it was true, and no one could help but believe it.

In the twilight, Ziyan, who had always stood still, suddenly took a gentle step forward, and the next moment, like a drop of water, suddenly appeared in front of the thin old man, this was also the first time she took the initiative to attack the other party, and even the sword sheath slashed at the thin old man's swaying body.

It was too fast, the person was ten meters away, and he crossed this spatial distance in just one step, but fortunately, the thin old man's reaction was super sensitive, and at the same time, his body also drifted away quickly, and the short sword in his hand also lost the opportunity to launch a counterattack, and a sword slashed towards Ziyan, who was flashing at lightning.

Ziyan's long sword with a sheath just shook in the opponent's chest, and with a flip of his wrist, the scabbard struck back on the short sword sharpened by the thin old man. Taking advantage of the other party's blow, a cold light suddenly came out of the sheath without any warning, and the sword light swirled, dragging the short sword in the thin old man's hand round after circle, and couldn't help but roll it up.

Circles of dazzling sword light rushed into the air, making people dazzled. However, the thin old man intuitively felt that the short sword in his hand was a little difficult to control, and was pulled up fiercely by a force, and the body that had been rushing forward had to retract as much as he could, and the arm holding the sword seemed to be torn apart.

Zi Yan's long sword suddenly slammed upwards at this time, lifting the opponent's short sword high with a huge spinning force, making it difficult for the thin old man's entire body to rush upwards on his own. Murong Qingshui opened his chest wide against the empty door, and slammed the sheath in his left hand.

With a bang, the thin old man avoided the unavoidable hard resistance to a heavy blow, and at the same time there was a shock pain in his body, he also took advantage of the situation and quickly retreated, but in his other empty hand, there was suddenly a short sword, and his whole body retreated immediately, and he was infinitely close to Ziyan again. The two swords came out together, and they suddenly flashed three consecutive blows, picking, cutting, and stabbing.

Two swords, one long and one short, once again started a close fight, which is unguardable. A pair of short swords are close to the body, the power is doubled, and the lightning raid is even more lightning-like, with one move and three styles, it is bound to kill.

But Ziyan is also a sword that can kill thirty-two flying birds at the same time, including close flying birds, of course. At the smallest spatial angle, the sword skills of picking, cutting, and spinning were also unfolded, and a series of slight sword collision sounds suddenly came out in the air.

The three-in-one attack of the must-kill collapsed instantly, the short sword double kill move was broken, The thin old man's body spun around quickly, and he appeared behind Ziyan in a breath, and a cold glow went straight to the vest, intending to come out of his body. With a cruel smile, he even inserted his sword and hand deep into the other party's body.

"Afterimage!" The moment the short sword entered his body, he had no sense of strength, and the thin old man reacted quickly in an instant. The close-knit wounding technique that he has always been proud of suffered a setback for the first time in his life. No one has ever been able to let him get out of the way after being close, even if the other party's body is extremely weird.

When I was surprised, the images of five purple swallows appeared in front of me at the same time, and it was difficult for the naked eye to distinguish their authenticity. Gazing at the five afterimages, the long sword in his hand swept with lightning flash, and the other short sword instantly locked on one of the afterimages. Seeing that the short sword was about to stab the target, he suddenly felt a sharp pain in the wrist holding the sword, and he was shocked to find that at some point, his wrist was cut open by the other party, and blood was gushing out, and even his wrist was almost cut off alive.

In the midst of the horror, he saw a little cold star rushing towards him, forcing him to withdraw his short sword and spin it in his hand, which happened to collide with the attacking cold star. With the force of this impact, the figure quickly squatted down, dodging and rushing out to the side. Suddenly stepped out of an arc under his feet, and a sword stabbed at Ziyan's lower abdomen.

This series of changes is extremely strange, and ordinary people are only afraid that they will not be able to escape the catastrophe of a sword. But Ziyan was not an ordinary person, her sword hit the short sword again from an incredible angle, and with a sonorous sound, the short sword was suddenly swept away by a latent force.

The thin old man took advantage of this swing, his body turned sharply, he took out a sword, and went straight to the other party's front door, and the speed was extremely fast.

Ziyan seemed to have anticipated the other party's follow-up methods, and the long sword in her hand was upside down, as if she had been waiting for the other party's sharpening there, and the wrist handed out by the thin old man happened to meet the upside-down blade.

"Ahh

The thin old man's miserable cry did not fall, and there was a flash of shining starlight in front of him, and he couldn't dodge it in panic, and the other short sword in his hand rose rapidly, narrowly breaking the other party's lightning sword.

The Close-Wound Fighting Technique was unmoved again, but instead caused a pair of wrists to be wounded and splashed with blood, and he was almost cut off by Qi Gen, which was a result he could never have dreamed of.

The nightmare doesn't seem to be over yet, and it will continue. Zi Yan did not pursue, a sword pointed obliquely at the ground, and said faintly: "Your personal winding fighting technique is really weird, but it is useless for me!"

"Your sword is too fast! it's the fastest old man has ever seen. The old man told the truth, "However, if you want to defeat the old man, you will inevitably have to pay a tragic price." As he spoke, the feminine aura on his body changed, and a mighty spiritual yuan power erupted like a tide, as if it was like mercury spilling out of the ground, rolling and sweeping towards the place where Murong Qingshui was standing.

These ripples of water ripples transformed by the spirit element power are like substance, and they have risen to the realm of turning reality into reality, and once they are touched by it, they will either die or be injured, and their threat level is several times greater than that of a sword blade. The rhythm of the battle has risen from the battle of martial arts to the confrontation and struggle between "potential" and "potential".

Meaning, potential, and domain are the three realms of high-end cultivators. Defeat the enemy with "will", kill people with "potential" at the level above the invisible, life and death realm, can breed a heaven and earth space out of thin air, called the "domain", once you fall into it, life and death are only between the other party's thoughts.

The strength cultivation of both sides has gone beyond the level of life and death, and the use of "potential" is well understood. Therefore, this is not a threat to Ziyan at all. Standing as a blade, it slashed out in the air, silently slashing towards the ripples of water ripples that diffuse.

As if a flash of lightning came to the sky, the cold light flashed suddenly, and the ripples like mercury leaking out of the ground were cut from it, and the ripples of the diversion were agitated, jumping and flying in the air uncontrollably, and they exploded one after another.

Kick and kick! The thin old man's mouth let out a muffled snort, his body staggered back a few steps, and the Yuan Force swirled and repulsed, as if it had injured his internal organs, and he couldn't help but open his mouth and spew out a plume of thick blood, and his face instantly turned pale.

The battle between the potential and the potential, a photo, a silent collision, seems to be calm and calm, without the shock of cracking the rocks, but in fact it is thrilling, murderous, it can be described as dangerous, life and death. The layman looked at the excitement, and none of the people in the city were fuel-efficient lamps, and they knew the danger from the shocked faces of these people.

Although the two sides have not yet decided the winner, the combat power shown by Zi Yan has greatly exceeded Zi Mengrou's previous prediction, the kind of assumed devastation, one-sided blood killing surface has not been presented, on the contrary, the thin old man has been injured and spurted blood, this huge contrast is difficult to accept for a while, and it is even more difficult to predict the next battle.

The thin old man wiped the blood stains from the corners of his mouth, and his eyes showed unbelievable surprise, "I didn't expect you to be able to surpass the old man in your true cultivation at such a young age." This seems to be a bit redundant, and the other party waved his hand to make the "momentum" of the tide that he was proud of collapse instantly, although he was suspected of underestimating the enemy, and was injured by the Yuan Force, but it was enough to prove that the other party's strength was never below him, and even more than that. Quickly take a pill to suppress the injury in the internal organs, the contempt was gone, and the spiritual yuan power spread through the hundred veins.

The thin old man put away a pair of short swords in his hand, and unexpectedly took out a long knife, the long knife slowly came out of its sheath, and pointed obliquely at Ziyan ten meters away, and the slightly trembling blade of the sword penetrated the airflow of silk and purple electricity.

A simple gesture implied countless possible changes, and a strong murderous aura filled the air at the same time. No one will doubt that the other party is a sword master, this oblique finger has shrouded Ziyan's whole body in a fierce sword momentum, but he doesn't know where his next sword will slash in an instant?

The sword intent, the sword momentum, are all condensed in this oblique finger, and ordinary cultivators are bound to be robbed of their minds, and they are not afraid of a fight. It's a pity that his opponent today is not an ordinary cultivator, although he is not a kendo master, but he is the star of the world's kendo masters.

Because she practiced Lu Suifeng's original ethereal swordsmanship, there are no moves and no styles, you can have thousands of swords, I only do what I want, and the ethereal sword breaks it. There are no moves and no styles, but it contains all the sword positions in the world.