"This son is indeed a natural kendo genius. Pen %Fun %Pavilion www.biquge.info" Ye Mengxian couldn't help but admire, and his eyes were rippling.

Not only her, but Tuoba Lie also couldn't stop nodding his head, and exclaimed: "What a sword Qingshan!"

Even Meng Haiwen, who supported Win Xinghe, did not wait to admit it in his heart, that Jian Qingshan was too powerful, and the name of the first kendo genius of the younger generation of Tang Kingdom was really not boasted.

King Pingbei's face was full of smiles, and he seemed very satisfied with Jian Qingshan's performance.

And many sword-wielding warriors in Haiyue City were full of praise for the sword Qingshan had just now.

"This sword may seem ordinary, but it contains a deep understanding of the sword. ”

"Simplifying, the simplest sword, but also the strongest sword!"

"Alas, I have been practicing swords for decades, but today I was hit by this sword Qingshan. ”

"If this son continues to grow up, I'm afraid he will become a generation of kendo powers. ”

"In this way, it will be difficult to win the galaxy. ”

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Fang Lin was also shocked by Jian Qingshan's ordinary but amazing sword, although he was not good at using swords, he had full eyesight.

That sword is not something that anyone can use, even those veterans who have used swords for decades, I am afraid they will not be able to reach the level of Sword Qingshan.

To put it bluntly, Jian Qingshan's sword path is no longer confined to moves, but has stepped into the level of artistic conception.

That ordinary but powerful sword contains the sword intent of Jian Qingshan, and it has his perception and understanding of the way of the sword.

At this moment, many Qin State martial artists were worried about winning the galaxy, and the strength shown by Jian Qingshan was a little too strong.

"It's good, it's an opponent like that, which makes me even more interested. Ying Xinghe grinned, but the smile was a little gloomy.

Jian Qingshan held the long sword in his hand, calmly waiting, his breath was hidden, as if he would swing that amazing sword again at any time.

The winning galaxy moved, and if it didn't move, it would be like a thousand pounds, like ten thousand thunders rushing, and the halberd would come through the wind.

Jian Qingshan did not hesitate at all, swung his sword to resist, and the sword qi came out horizontally, but it was easily broken by the halberd.

Seeing this, Jian Qingshan's eyes condensed slightly, and the long sword stabbed straight out.

While!!!!

The tip of the sword collided with the halberd, sparks splashed everywhere, and the internal strength stirred.

A huge force came from the halberd, and Jian Qingshan suddenly felt overwhelmed, and was forced to retreat again and again by the halberd.

But it was only three steps back, and Jian Qingshan stabilized his footing, not being forced to retreat again, and used his sword intent to fight against the fierce force of the halberd.

Ying Xinghe rushed forward and kicked on the halberd, and suddenly the strength of the halberd rose sharply, and Jian Qingshan was shocked and took two steps back.

At the same time, Winning Xinghe burst out with a palm, the majestic internal strength converged, and a golden palm print condensed out of thin air.

This palm print is extremely majestic, golden and shining, containing an ancient and majestic atmosphere, and there is a faint imperial aura hidden in it.

The martial arts of the royal family of the Qin State!

The golden palm print suddenly fell towards Jian Qingshan, and the power was terrifying, and the entire high platform of the magic circle trembled violently, as if because of this palm of Winning Xinghe, the entire high platform of the magic circle was about to be shattered.

Jian Qingshan raised his head, his expression was solemn, and he wanted to draw his sword to resist, but the sword in his hand was resisting the attack of the long halberd, and he lacked skills.

"Jian Qingshan is afraid that it is dangerous. Many people said the same, worried about Jian Qingshan.

But Jian Qingshan himself is not chaotic at all.

With a slap of the Nine Palaces, another sword flew out, blooming with a brilliant sword light, soaring straight into the sky, colliding with the golden palm print.

This time, the high platform of the magic circle was finally difficult to support and was on the verge of collapse, and the city lord of Haiyue struck again to stabilize the high platform of the magic circle.

Hearing the sound of muffled humming, everyone immediately looked intently towards the top of the high platform.

saw that Jian Qingshan's face was slightly pale, and a trace of blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth, as if he was injured.

On the other side of him, Ying Xinghe sneered repeatedly, as if he had taken advantage of the confrontation just now.

"Royal martial arts, it really has something unique. Jian Qingshan said, with amazement in his tone.

However, at this moment, he has two swords in his hands, although the two swords are different, but the sword intent is figured out.

Before, Jian Qingshan used an ordinary sword, which made Ying Xinghe very embarrassed, and his body was full of scars, but in the confrontation just now, it was Ying Xinghe who took advantage of it, so that Jian Qingshan suffered a little internal injury.

It wasn't until this moment that the real contest began.

Sword Qingshan, who is holding a double sword, seems to be more powerful than when he is holding a sword in one hand, and the two swords are attacking and defending, constantly interacting, making it quite difficult for Ying Xinghe to deal with it.

Fortunately, Win Xinghe put on a set of battle armor mixed with phoenix bloodstone, and his defense power was greatly improved, so that in the confrontation with Jian Qingshan, he could also have contacts and would not suffer.

This is a battle between the dragon and the tiger, the strength of both sides is almost without reservations, the means are exhausted, and the high platform of the magic circle has been stabilized several times before it has not collapsed.

But who wins and who loses is still difficult to see at the moment.

Judging from the scene, the two of them don't seem to have any advantages, and they are completely evenly matched.

But in the eyes of discerning people, it is still Jian Qingshan who has more advantages.

"Alas, the Seventh Prince lost. Some powerful martial artists in the Qin State shook their heads and said.

"Why? The Seventh Prince is not at a disadvantage, why do you say he lost?"

"Look, the results will come soon. The man didn't explain much, just shook his head.

On the VIP platform, several VIPs naturally saw that Meng Haiwen's expression was not very good-looking.

"It seems that Jian Qingshan is going to win. Tuoba Lie opened his mouth and said, and he didn't know if he said it on purpose, which made Meng Haiwen's expression even more ugly.

But the situation on the field also changed suddenly, and Jian Qingshan's double sword offensive was like a storm, and every sword was flawless.

Ying Xinghe was tired of resisting, after all, he lost the opportunity, even if he was strong, he was still not Jian Qingshan's opponent.

A sword attacked, caught off guard, and stood on the neck of Winning Xinghe, and only a fraction of a minute could cut the flesh of Winning Xinghe.

Ying Xinghe's face was pale, he didn't expect this sword Qingshan to be so powerful, and he would actually lose under his hands.

"Brother Win, I agreed. Jian Qingshan withdrew his long sword and did not press again, looking humble and polite.

But Ying Xinghe stared at Jian Qingshan, his eyes full of unwillingness.

Win Xinghe is indeed unwilling, in terms of realm and strength, he is not weaker than Jian Qingshan, but he still loses, how can he be willing?

Especially in front of everyone, he lost to Jian Qingshan, which was a big blow to his face.

In the future, when everyone mentions themselves, they will definitely mention that they have lost to Jian Qingshan, how can Ying Xinghe endure it?