Chapter 264

The wind blows slightly, the leaves are flying, blowing through the two people's clothes.

A valiant person, such as a carefree prodigal son, comfortable free and easy, in the hands of the shadow of green flowers bloom, like a Wang Qingquan. He was aloof and aloof, with a resolute expression. His broad sword was as black as ink, with a cold and murderous air.

The Qiantian sect is very solemn this morning. Two top swordsmen of the Moyun mountains are standing here, and they are about to end the unfinished duel.

At the beginning of the competition among the Qingsong sects, the falling dust sect and Qiantian sect ranked the last and the last two. Everyone thought that these two sects were a joke. However, it is such two despised sects that have broken out two amazing and gorgeous black horses. Muyu of the falling dust sect defeated Xiaohu, the favored son of Qingsong sect, while Gu Yitian of the Qiantian sect went ahead and was invincible. Unfortunately, when the two black horses came together, Muyu chose to lose because of special reasons, which also became a pity between the two black horses.

No one thought that in the past few years, the two black horses from the ridiculous sect could trample the Moyun mountain under their feet, and even the Taoist Qingsong who was high above was not their opponent. Today is the time for two black horses to make a fair decision!

The cold light across the void, the sword Qi surging to the sky, such as the galloping galaxy, endless, wanzhang sword light roaring. However, the broadsword has only the simplest form. When one sword is struck, it turns into thousands of illusions. It looks like a tranquil sea god needle in the rough sea. It is firm and solid.

The two figures interweave in the air, drowning in the sword light all over the sky, the majestic breath rushes everywhere, and the air becomes hot, and the waves sweep out, leaving shocking marks on the ground.

"The dragon is flying."

The fifth move of the falling dust sword technique is that the dragon is flying in the sky. It becomes visible and becomes virtual to real.

Five flying swords with wooden feathers soar to the sky, and the spiritual power of the whole body turns into five blue dragons under the traction of flying swords. The dragon is surrounded by the shadow sword, the majestic dragon head, the concave and convex dragon scales, the flexible and free tail, the roaring upward, and the mighty power of the dragon, as if to devour everything between heaven and earth, so that no one dares to act rashly.

The broad sword is as fast as electricity. It is like a thin crack in the air. It breaks the void. With a sword, the momentum of a thousand Jun suddenly rises. The black light suddenly opens and collides with the dragon!

"Boom

The earth is shaking and the mountains are shaking. Yuanying's all-out hand-in-hand makes everything around him in a mess, filled with smoke and dust, and inseparable. The Dragon dispersed, the broad sword was still there, and the shadow was still there. The two people had changed their positions and looked at each other indifferently.

The onlookers were full of emotion and were deeply shocked by their breath!

"When did both of them become so powerful?" The white wave sighed to himself. He used to be the leader of the young generation in the Moyun mountains. Unfortunately, some people killed two black horses, which had already surpassed him. Now, even though he has become the leader of the Qingsong sect, he is still nothing in front of them.

"Gu Yitian's sword is calm and powerful, simple and domineering. He uses his pure brute force to exert his sword power to the extreme. It's really terrifying for him to cultivate himself." Taoist Qingsong nodded slightly. He has already experienced that kind of most primitive strength, let him simply can't fight back, yesterday's World War I, he was convinced.

"Muyu's sword has a natural freehand brushwork. It's like a whole body. Its power is mysterious. I said at the beginning that the swordsmanship of the falling dust sect is unpredictable, which is really rare in the world! Heaven can't take advantage of it. " Taoist Boyang stroked his beard and praised him.

It is not clear to those present what kind of adventures they met in the past few years, but it is obvious to all that their accomplishments have made rapid progress. At a young age, cultivation is so terrible that it will be limitless in the future.

"You didn't let me down." Gu Yitian stares at the shadow in Mu Yu's hand and whispers.

At the beginning, he knew that Muyu could not be defeated so easily. He is a dignified swordsman. He pursues an open and aboveboard competition. He would rather die at the hands of others than take advantage of others' danger. In the past, he had no chance to really fight with Mu Yu, which became a ridge in his heart.

Mu Yu looked at the broad sword in Gu Yitian's hand, but his heart was full of doubts: "your sword reminds me of a man whose swordsmanship has reached a superb level, but his sword moves are very simple."

"Who is the man you are talking about?" Gu Yitian asked.

"Unknown swordsman." Mu Yu vaguely remembers that the nameless swordsman and the genius swordsman of xijiangu that night. In the long sword competition, the nameless swordsman can reach the sky with one sword, and kill the once-in-a-hundred-year genius of xijiangu with one move.

Gu Yitian's face moved. After a long time, he said, "the unknown Master saved my life and directed my sword technique. My sword skill really comes from his guidance."

It's no wonder that Gu Yitian's swordsmanship is so excellent these years that he was instructed by an unknown swordsman. Before breaking the sword, he instilled a sword meaning into Mu Yu's body, which helped him several times.

"So the unknown swordsman is your master?"

Gu Yitian shook his head: "I don't want to worship him as a teacher, and he doesn't want to accept me as a disciple. We just met by chance, and he sent me a fortune."Muyu nods, suddenly in his mind, and his attention falls back on the sword technique again. Feng HaoChen once told him that if the road is simple, thousands of sword techniques are not as powerful as one sword. The ninth form of falling dust sword is called "nine to one". Nine swords turn into one, and one sword turns into nine. At the beginning of the war with ghost xuanyue, Feng HaoChen combined the cultivation of golden elixir into one. One sword broke the body of ghost xuanyue in Yuanying period. The power of falling dust sword is self-evident. But now Muyu can only transform five flying swords, which is far from the sword meaning of Feng HaoChen. Therefore, he has been unable to exert the power of the ninth form of falling dust sword.

However, what makes Mu yu feel strange is that their simple one sword breath is so similar to the falling dust sword technique, whether they are unknown swordsmen or Gu Yitian. However, the falling dust sword technique is more delicate and powerful. Instead, their two swords are more complicated and simple. However, it is extremely terrible to play to the extreme.

The original name of the falling dust sword technique is nine lead of the sky sword. It is recognized as the first sword technique in the Xiuzhen world. Unfortunately, Muyu has only touched the surface.

"You only use one sword, I also have a sword, we will win or lose with one sword, how about?"

Mu Yu, as an apprentice of sword shadow and dust wind, has the most powerful sword power, but he can't play one of the nine leading swords of Tianjian, which is really a disgrace to the reputation of nine swords. His heart is full of lofty sentiments. Gu Yitian uses the simplest sword to deal with himself. He should also correct the name of Tianjian Jiuyin. He won't use the meaning of broken sword in the next competition. It seems ridiculous!

"One sword is sure to win or lose, OK!"

Gu Yi's eyes brightened up. Muyu had a clever nine style sword move. He was not sure to win. Both of them were swordsmen. One sword was the most fair competition.

Gu Yitian raises his thick broad sword, pointing at the wood feather in the distance. The sword body chirps softly, and the black light puffs out. His whole body momentum keeps climbing. Like his character, his sword is aloof and aloof, just like a section of cold iron on a lonely peak. It is cold and cold, which makes people dare not light its edge.

Muyu Fenying is transformed into five pieces, each of which interprets the nine quotations of Tianjian, which is endless and endless. Mu Yu's feet flicker, and it turns out that there are five figures. Each figure controls five shadow swords as if they were in a state of no one. The spirit of the shadow sword is vertical and horizontal, and they contain each other, but they are separated. At the same time, Muyu's eyes suddenly lit up, and the five shadows suddenly returned to one. The terrible momentum burst out with the sword as the center!

Man and sword are united, and two people stab the sword forward at the same time. The speed of the sword is so slow that all the onlookers can see their movements clearly, and even everyone can think of their own solutions in a moment. But every time a method of cracking is formed in these people's minds, they will be shocked to find that their swords have already changed in shape and meaning. The simplest one is ever-changing, and there is no loophole at all. If you want to crack, you have to be more domineering than a sword!

"Boom

The sword's spirit is soaring in all directions. The shadow and broadsword fight each other, making the surrounding void seem to have tiny invisible cracks, and the cracks are fleeting. The two swords burst into a startling momentum. They stood in the air for a long time. The killing and freehand brushwork were eroding each other. They wanted to compete with each other. However, no one was satisfied with the other. The sword spirit had already turned into thousands of gullies. Then they retreated and slowly put the swords back.

Mu Yu looks at Gu Yitian, and Gu Yitian also looks at him. Their eyes are sparking in the air. They are fighting for each other.

"You are strong." Muyu opened his way.

"You too." Gu Yitian responds.

"Card wipe!"

The sound of breaking was clearly introduced into everyone's ears. Gu Yitian's broad sword had already split a crack. Muyu's sword spirit had already penetrated into Gu Yitian's broad sword, which made Gu Yitian feel numb for a while, and it took a long time to force Muyu's sword spirit out.

"If you have a good sword, you may not lose." Mu Yu said lightly.

Muyu wins, and his sword power is even better. As the most powerful sword technique in the Xiuzhen world, the power of the Tianjian Jiuyin is not in vain. It is like the most primitive sword, simple but powerful, and unstoppable. Although Gu Yitian's sword has the momentum of marching forward bravely, it still lacks a concise and deep sword meaning compared with the nine lead of Tianjian. He is defeated by the nine lead of Tianjian.

Gu Yitian shook his head: "winning or losing is never a matter of whether a sword is good or bad. If one has a sword in his heart, the sword in his hand is a good sword. I'm convinced that I lost. "

Just like an unknown swordsman, Gu Yitian also believes in his broad sword. It is a simple iron sword, but in his hands he is a close friend. When he believed in his friends, no matter how simple the sword became extraordinary. As Gu Yitian said, he did not lose in the sword, but in his understanding of the sword.

The late contest will be decided, but their victory or defeat is still temporary. The future is still far away. People who use swords will not easily admit defeat.

"Master nameless will kill the man who leaves a gap in his iron sword, and so will I Gu Yitian puts his sword on his back, looks at Muyu, and walks towards Taoist Boyang.

"I'm waiting for you." Muyu's fighting spirit soars to the sky.

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