"In Xia Qin Hao, from the Qin family, please teach Miss Qianxue. A man walked out of the crowd, jumped into the ring, and took out a pair of purple and gold double maces, which were unusually thick and unusually thick, and the patterns on them were embellished, dragging them on the ground, which looked very heavy.

Everyone subconsciously shook their heads, this man is the second pride of the Qin family, although he is also a leader among his peers, but in front of Han Qianxue, he can only be reduced to a cannon fodder-like existence, it is really not enough to see, there is no suspense in this battle.

The next battle scene was really as everyone expected, Qin Hao held a gong in both hands, roared, and before he could rush out a few steps, he was blasted out of the ring by Han Qianxue.

This benevolent brother is too sad and rushed, and he loses in one move, or can it be said that ...... Spike!

"Han Qianxuesheng, next. The host didn't have the slightest expression of surprise or surprise, and at the moment when the man fell out of the ring, he yawned and said a little lazily.

"I don't think this woman can get married. Du Fan looked strange and thought so in his heart.

At the same time, he also recalled the words of the Lord of Winter Silver Island in his doubts, the competition to recruit relatives is a play, he doesn't understand, what is a play?

Could it be that after someone defeats Han Qianxue in public, can the Han family still regret their marriage? Or is it that Han Qianxue is invincible in the same generation, and no one can beat her, so at most she will not marry, can there be other changes?

Just when Du Fan was thinking about "a play", a roar came out, and there was another Tianjiao, not long after he came on stage, he was beaten down by Han Qianxue lightly.

It takes less than half a day. There are no more people who have the qualifications to go to the stage but have not yet taken the stage, no more, no less, exactly ten.

Among them, there are three members of the Feng family. The young generation of the Feng family was proud of Feng Ning Ze on the first day, the long-faced young man who was slightly better than Lu Jie in the competition, and Lu Han, the Xiuzhen guest who had been shouting with Du Fan.

There is only one person left in the Qin family, the hidden Tianjiao who has not been born since birth, Qin Yu.

There is no one in the Li family......

There is another person in the Murong family, who is also the first day of the family in the family.

The Lu family, like the Feng family, also has three people. On the first day, the young man in the yellow robe, Du Fan, and another clansman.

Besides. There are also two loose cultivators who do not belong to the major families, both of whom are martial artists.

If this trend continues, it is very hopeful that this huge competition will officially end today.

"Two little friends, it's this time. Not yet playing. Are you going to give up?" Suddenly, on the ring, an old martial artist opened his eyes, as sharp as a blade, and instantly fell on the two scattered cultivators, causing their bodies to tremble.

One of them was a man in a gray shirt who was nearly thirty years old and had a short stature. His appearance is not good, and his expression is awe-inspiring when he hears the words. He bowed to the martial artist who spoke just now, and then the other one came out first, unfolded the method of light body, and floated to the ring.

It was this mediocre-looking short man, but Han Qianxue looked at it twice, and it was very rare to take the initiative to nod at the other party, which shows the importance of it, this scene couldn't help but make everyone in the audience suspicious, and they looked at each other.

"In Xia Chen Yiping, Wu Yu Yijie scattered cultivation, came here without covetousness, just to confirm what he learned in his life, majoring in swordsmanship in the next, I hope that Miss Qianxue can give advice on the sword. The short man looked at Han Qianxue, his expression was calm, his eyes were clear, and he really didn't have any admiration, but only his dedication to martial arts swordsmanship.

"Since it's a sword cultivator, where is your sword?" Han Qianxue's mouth opened slightly, and the fairy voice came out, this was the first time she opened her mouth after she came to the stage today, judging from this woman's performance, it is enough to explain the extraordinaryness of this Chen Yiping from the side.

"Master said that the real sword cultivation should be the unity of body and sword, not fake external objects, I agree with Shizun's sword intent, so my sword is myself. Chen Yiping's expression was solemn, and he spoke with a straight face.

As soon as these words came out, Han Qianxue's beautiful eyes flashed, showing a touch of brilliance.

Two of the four martial artists opened their eyes and looked at the short man deeply, slightly moved.

"The highest level of kendo is the unity of body and sword......

Du Fan whispered and fell into thought, but soon, he shook his head and muttered inwardly: "The sword is shattered, where is the highest realm...... The sword is broken, but the person is still there, which is the king!"

What he thought in his heart was that if a real sword cultivator heard it, he would have to vomit blood.

The unity of the body and the sword, that is not just to say, in the way of the sword, this is a supreme realm, only with great courage, great perseverance, can feel a trace of the meaning of heaven, it is possible to comprehend, this is a realm, but also a kind of detachment.

Du Fan also knew that he didn't understand swords, and he also understood that what he thought was a bit one-sided, but he still insisted on his opinion, thinking that this was a proverb that was not rough.

"A sword is a sword, it's just a tool, someone uses it, it's a sword, no one uses it, it's a pile ......of iron, how can it be compared with man himself?

Well, if this idea of his was transmitted to the ears of the real sword cultivator, it would probably be directly betrayed.

"I respect you, but please don't let me down. Han Qianxue opened her mouth coldly, with a flick of her wrist, with a brush, the long sword came out of its sheath, bringing up a dazzling silver rainbow, cutting through the sky, shattering the void, and the ripples of fluctuation dissipated for a long time.

When the light was completely gone, in Han Qianxue's white and flawless jade hand, there was an extra silver long sword, which was peerlessly sharp.

The scene of Shicai, but the long sword in this woman's hand was unsheathed, and before she launched any attack, the momentum was already as strong as this!

This is the first time that this female has drawn a sword so far.

"Begin!" the host said in a condensed voice, his expression solemn, his eyes not taking off the ring, as if he was taking this fight very seriously.

As soon as the words fell, Chen Yiping's right hand was raised and raised above his head, only the index finger and middle finger were put together and stretched out straight, the other three fingers were clenched, and on the surface of the two fingers, a trace of blue true qi swirled out, condensing but not dispersing, forming a mini sword.

At the same time, his left hand hung straight down. The same two fingers are extended, except that the direction is exactly opposite to the right hand, and the movements of the two hands are generally the same. And there is also a small blue sword condensed out.

The next moment, I saw Chen Yiping's body twisted, disappeared suddenly, and when he appeared in an instant, he was impressively out of the ground, and his body was horizontal in mid-air, keeping his original posture unchanged. Raise your right hand above your head and point to the cold snow not far away.

It's just that at this time, he is no longer referring to the real air circulation. Instead, the true qi on the surface of his whole body was emanated, surrounded and wrapped, turning his whole person into a blue sword, with two fingers on his right hand. That's where the tip of the sword is.

At this time. Chen Yiping's breath was fluctuating, as if there was nothing, as if he was gradually fused into the sword of true qi.

After a while, the martial aura on his body disappeared, and all of it turned into a fierce sword intent.

At this moment, man is a sword, a sword is a man, and he has not only shaped the shape of a sword. It also contains the god of the sword, which is the true unity of man and sword. It is also a realm that ninety out of nine sword cultivators cannot touch in their entire lives!

Even, many virtuous-level sword cultivators have to hate for the rest of their lives because of this, because this is a realm of the way of the sword, and it has nothing to do with their own realm.

In the middle of the ring, if it weren't for the sword light, a figure standing sideways, it might be overlooked, there was once a person there......

Han Qianxue's beautiful eyes were sparkling, shining like stars, a strong battle intent emanated from her, the snow-white dress was windless, the jet-black hair was flying all over the sky, and the invisible air flow around her was surging, and she suddenly waved her hand and pointed at the sky.

Chen Yiping's place, after the sword qi of the whole body rose and contracted a few times, it rushed out in an instant, turning into a blue rainbow, with an inexplicable cold power, and shot straight towards the cold thousand snow.

Han Qianxue's expression was solemn, but her fighting spirit was high, as soon as her lotus arm moved, when the silver sword fell, the entire blade was accompanied by a layer of dazzling silver rays, and the tip of the silver long sword was just at the top of the oncoming blue sword qi, that is, the two fingers of Chen Yiping's right hand, like the tip of a needle against Mai Mang.

"Buzz ......" A piercing scream immediately erupted, forming layers of sound waves, instantly breaking through the prohibition of the ring, spreading in all directions, and where it passed, a scream sounded, and the martial artists and cultivators who cultivated to weaker levels had blood overflowing from their ears.

As soon as the two confronted each other, Han Qianxue's body shook, and her feet moved back more than half a foot against the surface, and then she regained her body, and there were two deep grooves left on the corundum ground where her feet passed.

At the same time, the blue sword qi in mid-air was flicked away, and the sword body flew out suddenly into the air in an irregular and crazy rotation, and the light of the blue sword qi was drastically dimmed, and the cracks were dense, like a whole long sword, about to fall apart into countless fragments.

For Chen Yiping, who was in the state of unity of body and sword, the sword was destroyed...... It is equivalent to death.

At this moment, Chen Yiping, who was wrapped in blue sword qi, let out a low roar, his body suddenly stabilized in the air, his right hand with blurred flesh and blood withdrew like lightning, his left hand was quickly raised, his two fingers stretched out, and the sword qi swirled, replacing his right hand as the tip of the blue sword qi.

In an instant, his two palms completed the exchange of positions, and the dense cracks of the blue sword qi wrapped outside were instantly healed as before, and the light was no longer dim, and it burst into a brilliant light again, like the blue sun.

"The right is yin, the left is yang, yin and yang alternate, and they are endless. ”

This was not a sound, but something similar to an idea, which instantly fell into the hearts of everyone who watched the battle, so that everyone "heard" this sentence at this moment, and then reverberated in their hearts.

In the sky, as if because of Chen Yiping's sword in his left hand, the entire blue sword qi seemed to really carry a sense of masculinity, the sword qi was pure and vigorous, full of a sense of positive yang, in stark contrast to the slightly cold sword qi before.

The tip of the blue sword turned around until it was cold and snowy, and the light flashed, and it rushed down in an instant.

Han Qianxue's beautiful eyes soared, her wrist flicked, and the silver long sword stabbed out in an instant, bringing up a monstrous silver ray.

The silver long sword and the blue sword qi collided in an instant, and when the sound waves swept in all directions, the two were separated with a single touch.

Han Qianxue once again clinged to the ground and withdrew from Qi Xu Yuan, while Chen Yiping flew out sideways in the package of blue sword qi.

"The right is yin, the left is yang, yin and yang alternate, and they are endless. ”

When such an idea resurfaced in everyone's hearts, Chen Yiping, who was high in the air, really completed the change of position with his two palms again, and the blue light of the sword qi around his body was sheng, exuding bursts of cold aura, and the tip of the sword shot out violently.

Han Qianxue held a silver sword, calm as water. Without saying a word, the skirt sleeves waved, and the long sword hit the air.

After the confrontation between the two. The hum echoed, parting again.

In this way, the yin and yang transformation of the sword qi transformed by Chen Yiping's whole body kept coming, and the attack speed became faster and faster, and later, it was often just shocked by the opponent's long sword. The alternation of yin and yang was completed in an instant, and the whole person turned into sword qi and attacked quickly.

Look at the cold and snow again. She just wielded her long sword and defended passively, and after each duel, she would step back a bit. It doesn't seem to be long. It's about to retreat to the edge of the ring.

The duel between the two is carried out in such a way of sword fighting, you attack and I defend, this is a pure kendo competition, there is no side martial arts routine, and the two swords are shaking, and there is no intention of the sword going sideways.

Everyone in all directions, seeing this scene, all held their breath. One by one, their eyes widened and they stared at the ring. Don't move, for fear that if you're not careful, you'll miss something.

The battle scene in the ring has exceeded everyone's expectations.

That loose cultivator was not famous, and before that, no one knew him, but he was such an unknown person, but in the ring of the martial arts competition, he faced more than 100 swords with Han Qianxue in a few breaths!

This has never happened in the more than 100 ring battles before Han Qianxue.

And until this time, this short man is still strong and unmatched, the more he fights, the more courageous he becomes, without showing any signs of inadequacy, under the unity of his body and sword, the speed is getting faster and faster, and the sword qi is becoming more and more powerful, like a thunderbolt in the sky above the ring, and the speed is abnormal.

On the other hand, Han Qianxue, since the war with this person, has never shown too much surprise, has been in a passive situation, and has been forced by the other party to the edge of the ring.

If this continues, it seems that with three or four more swords, she will be defeated.

Feng Ningze, Qin Yu, the yellow-robed young man and others couldn't help but clench their fists, and their hearts suddenly became nervous, nervous for Han Qianxue, and even more nervous for themselves, if Han Qianxue was defeated like this, wouldn't he have to marry that short man?

For the strongest Tianjiao of the major families, this is absolutely unbearable!

If the other party is like them, he is a noble-born and heroic son of heaven, then that's all, but who is this Chen Yiping? Where did he come from? No one knows!

In their eyes, this person is a wild mountain man, a humble and ugly wild man! How can he be worthy of the cold Qianxue like a fairy of Guanghan? This is simply a blasphemy! It is unbearable! It is also a kind of trampling on their own dignity and pride!

Just when the heroes were excited in their hearts and extremely sad and angry, the cold Qianxue in the ring finally moved.

I saw a wave of the long sword in her hand, and after swinging the blue sword qi again, she actually took steps in place, a pair of slender feet lightly touched the ground, her body was changing, her skirt was fluttering, her white clothes were dancing, her body was light, her hair was sprinkled like a waterfall, and she had a peerless face, like a dream, ethereal, and graceful like a smart landscape, which was beautiful.

At this time, Han Qianxue was dancing the sword alone!

This picture is so beautiful that everyone in the audience is fascinated by it.

Suddenly, a thunderous explosion sounded, penetrating the sky and echoing in all directions, which woke everyone up, and they all raised their heads in unison, with a look of horror and dazedness, looking at the place where the thunder sounded.

High in the sky, I don't know when, dark clouds were thick, flying sand and rocks, and the thunder just now exploded from one of the huge gray clouds, and soon, the dark clouds were connected, covering the sky, and the world in everyone's eyes suddenly darkened, like a sunset dusk.

The group of heroes looked at all this in horror, not knowing what was happening, because the scene in the sky was definitely not a normal celestial phenomenon.

Han Qianxue still waved the long sword, dancing in place, dancing beautifully, smart like a fairy, beautiful and unreal, like a person in a painting.

Du Fan's pupils contracted, he glanced at the dancing cold thousand snow, and then at the dark clouds in the sky, and suddenly gasped, his expression revealed a strong and unbelievable color, as well as a trace of shock in the depths of his heart.

Han Qianxue's posture became lighter and lighter, and his movements became more and more elegant, and when a sword roar suddenly sounded, the dark clouds in the sky in ten directions instantly surged, rolling and moving, and in an instant, under the stunned eyes of everyone, a crystal holy ...... landed Snowflakes!

Immediately after, a second white snowflake fell from the dark clouds, followed by a third, a fourth......

All of this is a long story, but it takes a moment.

In just one breath, the first snowflake disappeared, because it had blended into thousands of snowflakes and became a beautiful snowstorm, which could no longer distinguish from each other.

In the heavy snowfall, countless crystal snowflakes flutter all over the sky, like rain, and in an instant, the small half of the square will be transformed into a snow-capped world.

With the snow falling in the sky, the air is cold and immaculate, and people feel that their hearts are extremely ethereal, as if everything in the world has become simple and holy.

"Oh my God, this heavy snow is because of Miss Qianxue's sword dance!" An exclamation rang out from the crowd.

"What!" the crowd was awe-struck, and their hearts were horrified.

"It is rumored that when a set of swordsmanship or martial arts is practiced to a high level, it can communicate with heaven and earth and cause celestial phenomena, which is not weaker than another realm of the unity of man and sword, the unity of heaven and man!" A small family martial artist who was watching the battle spoke, and his eyes bloomed, revealing an incomparable yearning.

"Heaven and man are one!" When these four words came out, everyone was shocked in their hearts, and their eyes were incredible, and they all looked at Han Qianxue who was dancing with a sword in the snow.

The unity of heaven and man is the legendary realm in martial arts, not limited to swordsmanship, but the entire martial arts!(To be continued......