Chapter 74 The Peak Showdown

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Xifeng Chuixue's sword doesn't have any sword moves, it's just one word faster, one sword faster than another sword, each sword is like a stream of light, and in the blink of an eye, sword shadows have pierced the sky.

And Ye Gucheng's sword is brilliant and domineering, each sword is fast and powerful, one sword is fiercer than the other, and the sword is full of energy.

Ding ding ding ding...

On the entire eaves, there are bright sword energy and cold light colliding and shining. The two white figures have been enveloped by the light and melted into it. Below, the figures of the two were no longer captured.

Swish! Swish!

The next moment, the ball of light dissipated, and the two figures flew backwards, landed lightly on the eaves, and faced each other again.

Ye Gucheng stood on the left side of the eaves, holding the Feihong sword in his hand, and let out bursts of cheerful whispers. Like its master, it also met an opponent. It seemed that only through more intense fighting and collisions could it calm down its passion. lonely.

And on the right side of the eaves, Ximen Chuuxue's cold face actually loosened, and there was a gleam of fire in his eyes. His sword had been unsheathed, but it hadn't come back stained with blood.

Ye Gucheng eagerly said: "Continue to fight again!"

"Okay, let's fight again!"

As soon as the two of them finished speaking, the sword energy on their bodies burst out without reservation at this moment. The tiles under their feet could no longer bear it. The aftermath of the sword energy spread in all directions, rolling up layers of bricks and stones, flying all over the sky.

Under the eaves, everyone was dumbfounded, this is the swordsmanship of the two!

"Is this the sword energy?" Someone stared at it speechlessly.

When they were so old, they were still practicing other people's swordsmanship, and they were still complacent about learning an advanced swordsmanship. However, these two people actually created their own swordsmanship, and they even comprehended it. Sword Qi.

"They were born for the sword." Someone sighed.

At such an age, with such a level of swordsmanship, in their world, although not to mention, there will be no successors, but there are few predecessors who can match.

"Finally know why they are lonely?" A swordsman whispered while holding the sword in his hand.

Because, the swordsmanship of the two has gone beyond their cognition, as if they are in two different fields, how can they communicate with each other, how can they not be lonely?

Except for the first collision and subsequent fights, warriors below the innate realm could no longer tell who was who, whether the two were fighting, or a peerless swordsman was dancing swords, their figures were crossing each other, their swordsmanship In the fusion, who has the upper hand and who has the lower hand, who knows?

Except for a few people, they have been unable to capture any traces of fighting.

Whoosh!

The two figures merged together, a ball of light rose from the sky, a ball of bright light exuded coldness and shone with blazing heat, I saw this ball of light falling from one temple to another, and the light below The palace collapsed in an instant, reached the collapsed palace from mid-air, and hit the square from the palace.

One hundred tricks!

Two hundred strokes!

Three hundred tricks!

The two have fought against each other for no less than three hundred moves, and they are still tied. Although Xifeng Chuixue's sword is fast, it can't help Ye Gucheng's sharpness, and Ye Gucheng's domineering can't help Ximen Chuuxue.

"Take my sword!"

Ximen Chuuxue whispered softly, his eyes were impassive, he seemed to be still at this moment, without breathing or moving.

Suddenly, a sword was swung out, and the air seemed to be still. The sword light had already slashed towards Ye Gucheng faster than the speed of vision, and the sword had quickly merged into the air, as if the sword light was no longer the sword light, but a part of the air, regardless of each other. .

Almost in a flash, the sword light shot by Ximen Chuuxue arrived in front of Ye Gucheng, the sword light did not fluctuate at all,

There is no trace of sword energy, this sword is calm but bursting, it is impossible to describe how fast and fierce this sword is.

"Can't stop!"

Ye Gucheng was taken aback, his eyes were shining hot, his body shot backwards, his lightness kung fu had already reached its peak, no one knew why Ye Gucheng retreated so quickly, because they couldn't feel how fast this sword was, faster than lightning , Exploding like thunder.

Chi!

A trace of blood dripped down the tip of the sword, and Xifeng Chuixue stopped in his tracks.

"Sure enough, my sword is still not fast enough." Ximen Chuuxue looked at Ye Gucheng who was three feet away. The opponent had already left his attack range, and immediately stopped his footwork, but there was a striking bloodstain on Ye Gucheng's shoulder.

Ye Gucheng smiled, his face as cold as ice showed a smile at this moment, this sword made him feel the crisis, if he was faster, the sword would cut through his throat.

Ximen Chuuxue was indeed his lifelong opponent. Under the suspicious eyes of everyone, Ye Gucheng rose gracefully, like a dragon and a crane.

"Flying Immortal!"

Under the eaves, Feng Qingyang stared blankly at this sword. This is the sword technique of the Lord Baiyun, like the blue sky and white clouds, flawless and spotless.

"What is my sword?" Feng Qingyang remained silent.

Everyone's eyes were wide open, Ximen Chuuxue's sword, saw the streamer flashing, and it was over. This time, Ye Gucheng's sword technique must be seen and recorded.

Ximen Chuuxue's face was solemn, and he saw Ye Gucheng volleying down in the sky. Under the moonlight, he looked like a fairy descending into the world. The sword's strike was brilliant and swift, with a sword energy that was so cold to the bone, the sword's edge was so terrifying that it could not be resisted !

A ray of sword light flew obliquely, like a frightening light striking electricity, like a long rainbow passing through the sky.

The man and the sword seem to have merged into one, the sword light is like a horse and practiced like a flying rainbow, and it stabs straight at the past. middle.

Everyone was shocked by this sword. No one could describe the splendor and brilliance of this sword, and no one could describe the speed of this sword. It was not just a sword, but the wrath of heaven and earth, the whip of Thor.

"break!"

Ximen Chuuxue's energy was extremely concentrated. At this moment, his energy and spirit reached the unity of heaven and man. The ancient sword in his hand swung at an unimaginable speed. In an instant, it was a hundred swords or a thousand swords. , the sky filled with sword light, forming a layer of nothingness sword net, covering the front.

Ding!

The sword was neighing, Ximen Chuuxue's sword net was broken in an instant, Ye Gucheng landed like a swan goose, three feet away behind Ximen Chuuxue, blood dripped from the sword tip.

There was a red mark on Ximen Chuuxue's white clothes, and blood was flowing. He breathed a sigh of relief, Ximen Chuuxue smiled and said, "This sword is very powerful..."

"This competition, Xuan!" Seeing that neither of them suffered fatal injuries, someone sighed.

"I thought that after using the ultimate move, the two should decide the outcome, but now it seems that it is just a tie, and the outcome is unpredictable."

"Ye Gucheng, you must win, I put all my wealth on you."

"Ximen Chuuxue, all of them have wives, don't be cowardly, I pushed all the wives out."

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It was only a moment of stillness, and the two fought together again, with a sword energy that could tear apart mountains and rocks, and they were attacking each other, unparalleled in both directions.

The two of them have fought to the point of insanity, they have killed to the point of forgetting themselves, they have no moves, just like this, you swung your sword fiercely and recklessly, and I stabbed with the sword, as fast as lightning.

What move?

What kind of swordsmanship?

What light work?

At this moment, there is a sword light flashing across the sky!

The sword in Ye Gucheng's hand was erratic, and the sword light was fierce. Every time he swung, every time he stabbed, he was threatening.

Different from Ye Gucheng's erratic and sharp sword light, Xifeng Chuixue's sword is as fast as lightning, and there is no trace to be found. It seems that ten swords have been stabbed, and it seems that only one sword has been stabbed.

Crackling! ······

Before the swords in the hands of the two collided, the bursting sword energy had already merged and collided fiercely.

Jingle!

In the blink of an eye several times, the two fought again dozens of times, hot sparks splashed everywhere, and no one could be seen. The thrilling battle had already fascinated people, making everyone forget to breathe, and people were intoxicated by it.

Sparks burst out, shining brightly. The two fought more and more frequently, and the frequency became faster and faster. Zhou Yang's eyes were a little jerky. This sword technique has surpassed vision.

clang! !

The swordsmanship was intertwined, the Feihong sword in Ye Gucheng's hand pierced Ximen Chuuxue's heart, it was unstoppable, and the ancient sword in Ximen Chuuxue's hand slashed towards Ye Gucheng's throat, it was unavoidable.

Everyone's eyes widened. These two swords were too fast and too ruthless. Are they going to die together?

Some people are surprised that these two top masters are not dead, when will they have a chance to make their debut, some people regret that these two peerless swordsmanship with unparalleled talent, should be like shooting stars in the sky, after the most brilliant moment of blooming, they will be extinguished sadly.

"Clang!"

"Clang!"

The sound of two metal impacts was heard, and everyone felt two streamers passing by. The swords in the hands of Ye Gucheng and Ximen Chuuxue were hit, and the swordsmanship was tilted. A sword mark was left on Ye Gucheng's face, and Ximen Chuuxue's abdomen A shallow mark was drawn.

"Ding!"

"Ding!"

The two broken knives fell down with a crisp sound. In this silent moment, it was like two spring thunders exploding. Whose knife is so fast?

The knife is very light, very short, seven inches long, and very thin, almost like a willow leaf, lying quietly on the ground, ordinary yet dazzling.

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