Liang Dong in the light curtain suddenly stopped, he frowned, and after standing in place for a moment, he suddenly began to turn to the right front and walk, without hesitation.

"Uncle Kang, what is Liang Dong?" Qin Ling asked Kang Yan beside her in a low voice, she had a faint guess in her heart, but she didn't dare to say it.

"Liang Dong should have sensed the crisis ahead!" Kang Yan said softly, his eyes never left Liang Dong on the screen, "What a keen spiritual sense, he really deserves to be an elite disciple of the Longmen Dao Sect! It seems that Zhang Yang needs to find another way to win!"

"Hmm!" Qin Ling nodded in response, looking at Liang Dong's eyes full of vigilance and ...... Curious!

Liang Dong was not taken seriously by Qin Ling at first, until he used his fast and slow sword momentum to defeat Yang Shen of the Shaolin Martial Arts Academy, and then defeated Zhang Tianrui of the True Martial Arts Academy with the sword of artistic conception of the wind and dancing snow.

At this time, in the light curtain, Liang Dong had gradually come to the bank of the river, and at the same time, Zhang Yang had already retreated into the wheat field, hiding his figure.

On the bank of the small river, Liang Dong suddenly bent down, scooped up a handful of water with both hands, and took a few sips beautifully.

Seeing his movements, Qin Ling really felt sorry for Zhang Yang, if he could have poisoned the water one step in advance, then Liang Dong might have fallen now. However, Qin Ling also knew that his thoughts were really a bit absurd, you must know that Liang Dong's location was the upper reaches of the river, how could Zhang Yang poison Liang Dong downstream, poison Liang Dong upstream!

Liang Dong washed the dust on his hands a little, then washed his face seriously, and then he took out his Qingfeng Sword and washed the long sword in the water seriously. This scene made Qin Ling beside the light curtain frown slightly, she always felt that this scene was somewhat familiar.

By the way, when Liang Dong was fighting against Zhou Biru of Guanghan Academy, Uncle Kang Yan said that Liang Dong was concentrating all his attention, and then he quickly defeated Zhou Biru. Now it seems that Liang Dong at that time should have killed Zhou Biru with a sword, which is really good at hiding.

Focus, focus, hey, could it be that Liang Dong has already noticed Zhang Yang's position, Qin Ling couldn't help but have a bad thought flashing in her mind, making her eyes stare closely at Liang Dong's next move.

After washing away the wind and dust, Liang Dong put the smooth and bright Qingfeng Sword that could reflect his face into the scabbard, stood up and walked towards the way he came, as if his goal was the most central position of the original illusion.

Qin Ling thought about it for a while, and understood Liang Dong's thoughts, as long as he stood there, Liang Dong would control the hub of the entire environment, and no matter how Zhang Yang wanted to attack from that side, it was impossible to escape Liang Dong's sight.

The general trend, all he wants is the general trend.

However, just when Liang Dong walked to the place where he originally turned the corner, he suddenly felt that the ground under his feet began to soften, and before he could react, a hidden magic circle had been activated, and Liang Dong's feet immediately turned into a swamp with a radius of more than ten meters, and there was an invisible suction, dragging Liang Dong above towards the swamp.

The activation of the swamp circle made the situation facing Liang Dong become dangerous in an instant. The swamp circle under his feet was nothing at all, and Liang could directly destroy this magic circle with two swords, but he believed that Zhang Yang would not give him this opportunity.

Having said that, but what should be done, Liang Dong couldn't slow down at all, only to see Liang Dong put the freshly cleaned Qingfeng Sword in his hand directly into the swamp under his feet, the true qi in his body was concentrated, and the sword qi kept wandering in the swamp, only a boom, the suction disappeared, Liang Dong stepped hard, and the whole person had already pulled out the small half leg that was deep in it from the swamp, and the whole person stood on the swamp easily.

Just as Liang Dong was about to pull out the Qingfeng Sword and destroy this so-called magic circle with one sword, a rapid and fierce sword light had already struck directly from a distance, not giving him the slightest respite.

In the face of Zhang Yang's full sword, Liang Dong's eyes were extremely indifferent, and with a flip of his palm, a Fengshen Wood magic sword appeared in his hand, and a sword rushed towards Zhang Yang.

According to the regulations of the Hundred Courtyards, everyone can only carry a sword high-grade spiritual weapon into the Heavenly Illusion Realm, and most people choose the weapons in their own hands, and few people will choose anything else.

The Wind God Wood Magic Sword on Liang's hand, although it is not a high-grade spiritual weapon, but when it comes to spell casting, its ability is far more than a large part of the high-grade spiritual weapons, plus its sturdy and incomparable characteristics, which are not easy to destroy, the value on the market is far greater than that of a high-grade spiritual weapon.

Liang Dong swung out a sword, several soft winds immediately accompanied each other, and attacked the fierce sword light, the more the long sword was in the previous life, the stronger the wind, countless strong winds intertwined with each other in the air, hooked, and finally a soft and solid wind wall suddenly appeared in front of Liang Dong's body, firmly blocking the sword of Zhang Yang.

"Wind Wall Technique!" Zhang Yang couldn't help but be surprised in his heart, Liang Dong's Wind Wall Technique was cast extremely fast, almost just a thought, although with the help of the power of the Wind God Magic Sword, but Liang Dong's spell attainments can be seen in general. However, this wind wall was launched in a hurry after all, and it was already his limit to block Zhang Yang's breath effort, and at this time, Liang Dong had already pulled out the Breeze Sword underground.

However, to Zhang Yang's surprise, Liang Dong did not choose to destroy the swamp magic array under his feet, but flew directly backwards, the Wind God Sword in his left hand and the Qingfeng Sword in his right hand flew upside down in mid-air, and finally suspended in mid-air.

No, it's not levitation, there are two cyan grass vines hooked together at Liang Dong's feet, dragging his whole person in the air, and the next moment, Liang Dong held his double sword back, bowed slightly, and looked at Zhang Yang's eyes full of coldness.

"This is?" Kang Yan stared at Liang Dong's movements, his eyes showed a hint of doubt, he stretched out his hand and tapped twice on the screen, and the center of the screen focused on Liang Dong's hands for a moment.

Looking at the posture of Liang Zhi's hand, Kang Yan said with some uncertainty: "This is the two moves of the wind to send the fragrance of flowers and the wind to pass silently in the Qingfeng Sword Technique, and it is also the sword of artistic conception at all." ”

"The Sword of Artistic Conception?" Qin Ling was suddenly shocked in her heart, and quickly asked in a deep voice: "Uncle Kang, is it really a sword of artistic conception?"

"Wait!" Kang Yan stopped Qin Ling's questioning, his eyes stared at Liang Dong's body, only to see Liang Dong standing in mid-air, bursts of wind came out of thin air, Kang Yan shook his head lightly, and said: "No, it's not the wind that sends the fragrance of flowers and the wind is silent, and it's not the Qingfeng Sword Technique, this should be the Wind Grass in the Wind Sword Technique." ”

"Wind Sword Technique?" Qin Ling was shocked, she had never seen Liang Dong perform the Wind Sword Technique in the Hundred Courtyard Competition, and looking at his current movements, his swordsmanship attainments were definitely not shallow.

Zhang Yang looked at Liang Dong who was in mid-air, the other party had begun to gather momentum, in this case, Zhang Yang could actually choose to take the initiative to retreat, as long as he pulled away enough, Liang Dong's sword would no longer be able to threaten him. However, Zhang Yang was unwilling, you must know that what he was in now was the swamp circle he had laid by himself, and there was no better terrain in the entire illusion world.

Zhang Yang stood on top of the swamp magic circle, the long sword in his hand was raised, and the cloud of the Moon Shadow Sword Technique had already risen. I saw Zhang Yang's footsteps a little bit The whole person kept intent in the swamp array, the long sword laid down a cloud-like energy in the air, and the water vapor that was pulled from the riverbank gradually turned into a mist to cover Zhang Yang's figure under the effect of swordsmanship, which turned out to be a sword of artistic conception.

Liang Dong's slightly narrowed eyes opened instantly, the true qi in his body was retracted, and his body instantly sank downward, and the next moment Liang Dong's true qi in his body improved again, his body was light, and the two grass vines that were straightened instantly moved the beam above, accompanied by a gust of wind attracted by the Wind God Magic Sword, Liang Dong immediately fell into the mist like a rapid feather arrow, and he didn't care whether he could see Zhang Yang's figure or not.

Under the swing of Liang Dong, the Wind God Sword and the Qingfeng Sword cut out mottled sword shadows in the mist, and the rapid sword light kept passing through the mist, but the people outside the light curtain only saw the sword light but not the human figure.

Before Kang Yan and Qin Ling could manipulate the light curtain, in the mist, a bright sword light suddenly rose up, shooting rapidly towards the middle of the mist, and the next moment only a few long sword strikes were heard, and the countless sword lights scattered in the mist suddenly gathered together, and then suddenly exploded in the mist.

This time, without waiting for Kang Yan and Qin Ling to make a move, the mist in the light curtain had completely dissipated, and the two figures stood on the flat ground, and the swamp magic circle originally laid on the ground had been completely destroyed.

"Your swordsmanship is good. Zhang Yang's voice was inexplicably a little hoarse, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"Thank you for the compliment!" With his back to Zhang Yang, Liang Dong's face was very heavy, and on the chest he was covering, a stream of blood was slowly gushing out, penetrating his palm.

(End of chapter)