Chapter 75

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The sword blowing snow in the west wind doesn't have any sword moves. One word is fast. One sword is faster than another. Each sword is like a streamer. In the blink of an eye, it has stabbed the shadow of the sword all over the sky.

Ye Gucheng's sword is brilliant and domineering. Each sword is fast and powerful. One sword is more fierce than another.

Ding Ding Ding Ding······

On the whole eaves, there are bright sword Qi and Sen Han's light. They are colliding and shining. Two white figures have been shrouded by the light and melted into them. Only the clang sound, in the cross sound and in the joy, can't capture their figures.

Shua! Shua!

At the next moment, the light dissipated, and the two figures flew backward, gently fell on the eaves and confronted each other again.

Ye Gucheng stood on the left side of the eaves, holding the Feihong sword in his hand, and gave out bursts of happy chirps. Like its master, it also met its opponents. It seemed that only through more fierce fighting and collision could it calm its hot pillow and its lonely cold.

On the right side of the eaves, Ximen chuixue's cold face loosened. There was a flicker of heat in his eyes. His sword had been scabbard, but it had not been stained with blood.

Ye Gucheng said eagerly, "continue to fight again!"

"OK, fight again!"

As soon as their words fell, the sword Qi on their bodies burst out at this moment, and the tiles under their feet could no longer bear it. Such violent sword Qi was blown to pieces, and the afterwaves of powerful sword Qi spread around, rolling up layers of bricks and stones and flying all over the sky.

Under the eaves, everyone was stunned. This is their sword technique!

"Is this the sword spirit?" someone stared silently.

When they were so old, they were still practicing other people's swordsmanship and were still complacent that they had learned an advanced swordsmanship. However, these two people even created their own swordsmanship and realized their powerful and unparalleled swordsmanship.

"They were born for swords," someone sighed.

At such an age, such a Kendo cultivation, in their world, although it is not said that there will be no future, there are few predecessors to match.

"Finally know why they are lonely?" a swordsman whispered with his sword in his hand.

Because their swordsmanship has gone beyond their cognition, like two different fields. How can they communicate and not be lonely?

In addition to the initial collision and the subsequent fight, the martial artists below the congenital environment can't tell who is who, whether they are fighting or a peerless swordsman is dancing their swords. Their figures are paying attention and their swordsmanship is blending. Who has the upper hand and who has the lower hand?

Except for a few people, they could not capture any traces of combat.

Whoosh!

The two figures joined together, and a light rose in the sky, a bright light, emitting forest cold and flashing hot. I saw this light fall from one temple to another. The temple below suddenly collapsed, reached the collapsed temple from the mid air, and hit the square from the temple.

A hundred moves!

Two hundred moves!

Three hundred moves!

The two have fought no less than 300 moves, and they are still neck and neck. Although the sword blown by the west wind is fast, it can't help Ye Gucheng's sharpness, and ye Gucheng's hegemony can't help Ximen blowing snow.

"Take my sword!"

Simon blew the snow, whispered softly, and his eyes were spotless. It seemed that he was still at this moment, without breath and action.

Suddenly, when a sword is wielded, the air seems to be static. The sword light has surpassed the speed of vision and cut to Ye Gucheng. The sword has been quickly integrated into the air, as if the sword light is no longer a sword light, but a part of the air, regardless of each other.

Almost in a flash, the sword light struck by Ximen chuxue came to Ye Gucheng. The sword light did not fluctuate at all, and the sword spirit had no trace. The sword was calm and burst. It was impossible to describe how fast and fierce the sword was.

"I can't stop it!"

Ye Gucheng was surprised. His eyes were glowing and his body shot back. His lightness skill had been running to the extreme. No one knew why Ye Gucheng retreated quickly, because they couldn't feel how fast the sword was, faster than lightning and as explosive as thunder.

Wheeze!

A trace of blood dripped down the tip of the sword, and the west wind blew snow and stopped.

"Sure enough, my sword is not fast enough." Ximen chuixue looked at Ye Gucheng three feet away. The other party had left his attack range and stopped his footwork immediately, but there was an eye-catching blood mark on Ye Gucheng's shoulder.

Ye Gucheng smiled. His face was as cold as ice. At this moment, he smiled. This sword made him feel a crisis. Faster, this sword will cut his throat.

Ximen chuixue was indeed his opponent in his life. Under the suspicious eyes of the people, ye Gucheng rose like a dragon and looked like a cloud crane.

"Flying fairy outside the sky!"

Under the eaves, the wind is clear and the sword is blankly looking at this sword. This is the sword technique of the leader of Baiyun city. It is as flawless as blue sky and white clouds.

"What is the of my sword?" the wind was clear and quiet.

Everyone opened their eyes. Ximen chuixue's sword was over when he saw the streamer. This time, ye Gucheng's sword technique must be seen and recorded.

Ximen chuixue's face was dignified. He saw Ye Gucheng falling in the sky. In the moonlight, he was like an immortal. The strike of a sword was brilliant and rapid. He had the sword Qi that was cold even to the bone marrow. The edge of the sword was too terrible to resist!

A sword light came obliquely, like a startling flash of lightning, like a rainbow passing through the sky.

People and swords seem to have become one. The light of the sword is like a flying rainbow. It pierces the past. The light of the sword is brilliant and rapid. There is no change, not even the back move. It melts all the skills of the whole body into this sword.

Everyone was shocked by the sword. No one could describe the brilliance and brilliance of the sword, nor the speed of the sword. It was not only a sword, but the wrath of heaven and earth and the lash of Thor.

"Broken!"

Ximen chuixue's spirit was extremely concentrated. At this moment, his spirit reached the unity of heaven and man. The ancient sword in his hand was waved at an unimaginable speed. In an instant, it was a hundred swords or a thousand swords. The sword light in the sky formed a layer of nihilistic sword net and shrouded the front.

Ding!

The sword was whistling, and Ximen chuixue's sword net was broken in a moment. Ye Gucheng, like a wild goose, landed three feet behind Ximen chuixue, with blood dripping on the tip of the sword.

Ximen chuixue's white clothes showed a red mark with blood flowing. He breathed a sigh of relief slowly. Ximen chuixue smiled, "this sword is very powerful

"This contest, hang!" someone sighed as they were not fatally hurt.

"I thought that after using their unique skills, the two should decide the victory or defeat. Now it seems that it's just a tie. It's hard to predict the victory or defeat."

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

"Ximen chuixue is a man with a wife. Don't counselle. I've pushed my wife out."

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Just a moment's stillness, the two fought together again, which was enough to tear the sword Qi of the mountains and stones. They were attacking each other and were unparalleled vertically and horizontally.

They have been fighting until they are crazy and have killed themselves. They don't have any moves. Just wave a sword and stab it as fast as lightning.

What move?

What sword technique?

What lightness skill?

At this moment, there was a sword light in the sky!

The sword in Ye Gucheng's hand is erratic and sharp. Every swing and stab is threatening.

Different from ye Gucheng's erratic and sharp sword light, the sword blowing snow in the west wind is as fast as lightning and can't be found. It seems that it has stabbed ten swords or only one sword.

Crackling······

The swords in their hands have not collided yet. The burst sword Qi has blended and a fierce collision has occurred.

Jingle!

After blinking several times, the two fought for dozens of times again. The hot Mars splashed everywhere, and they couldn't see the human shadow at all. The thrilling battle has intoxicated people, made people forget to breathe and intoxicated them.

Mars exploded and shone brightly. The two fought more and more times and faster. Zhou Yang's eyes were a little astringent. This sword technique has gone beyond vision.

to be sonorous!!

The swordsmanship is staggered. The Feihong sword in Ye Gucheng's hand stabs Ximen chuixue's heart and can't be stopped. The ancient sword in Ximen chuixue's hand cuts to Ye Gucheng's throat.

Everyone stared. These two swords are too fast and cruel. Are they going to die together?

Some people are surprised that these two top experts will not die. When will they have a chance to make a start? Some people regret that these two unparalleled swordsmanship should be like a meteor in the sky. After the most brilliant moment, they will die out.

"Qiang!"

"Qiang!"

The sound of two metal impacts was heard. People only felt two streamers across. The sword in Ye Gucheng's and Ximen chuxue's hands was hit. The sword technique tilted, leaving a sword mark on Ye Gucheng's face and a shallow mark on Ximen chuxue's abdomen.

"Ding!"

"Ding!"

Two broken knives fell and made a clear sound. In this silent moment, it was like two spring thunder. Whose knife was so fast?

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

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