Chapter 636

The two were less than half feet apart. He Qin could even feel Luo Feng's breath and the hot breath that was sprayed on her ear, which made her feel a little different. The pink earlobe appeared a little scarlet.

However, when she listened to Luo Feng's words, Dai Mei could not help puckering up slightly and looked up at Luo Feng. There was some doubt in her eyes:

"just like this?"

"Well."

Luo Feng nodded and said with a confident smile, "in this way, you can win."

He Qin and Dai Mei, looking at Luo Feng, suddenly asked, "you were thinking about this just now?"

"Not bad."

He Qin's eyes flickered for a moment, holding the cold snow sword in his hand, said softly, "I will win."

Brush!

With a little bit of tiptoe, he Qin seems to be a light flying snow, falling twenty steps away from Liu Ling's body.

Liu Ling touched he Qin's eyes, and he was stunned. He immediately said with a smile:

"it's a good look. It seems that you have the confidence to surpass me today."

He Qin glanced at the stage and drew out the cold snow sword without expression. "Today I have to win."

"That's not easy."

Liu Ling's face showed a charming smile, and his two swords shed a cold light like snow. Looking at he Qin, he said, "so do I."

They stand opposite each other. He Qin's skirt is made of snow color. Under the sword, the skirt is placed automatically without wind. Flakes of snow are flying in the air around. The cold flow is disorderly. The cold is not ordinary, but sharp.

Liu Ling's eyes were also sharp. The blue light from his two swords turned the Biwu platform on the half into blue, which was opposite to he Qin's competition.

The atmosphere of the two people filled the arena, as if the whole world had disappeared from their eyes.

"It's amazing."

"It seems that after yesterday's World War I, both of them regard each other as rivals that must be surpassed. I don't know who can win today! "

The crowd in the audience were all affected by the tension between the two people, and their eyes did not blink.

When the sword reached its peak, he Qin's eyes were as bright as snow and said, "now, let's start!"

"Good."

Liu Ling replied that he Qin was standing in the same place with a sword spirit.

He Qin's face remained the same. He Qin's wrists shook. The wind and snow around him were so sudden that a huge wind and snow sword Qi was formed to block the blue sword Qi.

"Thousands of mountains are covered with snow!"

Blocking Liu Ling's sword, he Qin's sword moves never stopped. He Qin's figure flew out, ignoring the distance of more than ten steps. He Qin's sword covered the front with countless snows and attacked Liu Ling's right side.

"Well?"

In Liu Ling's eyes, there was a flash of different colors. The two swords came out together. The green swords formed a turbulent flow of fierce swords and swept out.

Hiss, hiss, hiss

Two different forces meet in the air, and the broken sword Qi flies in all directions, which will tear biewutai into holes.

"It's a close match again. It seems that if the two want to separate the winner from the loser, at least after a thousand moves."

In the audience, people saw two swords, regardless of the level, and a thought flashed through their hearts.

"Flying snow!"

Seeing Liu Ling block his attack, he Qin doesn't care. He moves lightly. The cold snow sword is wielded continuously. Every time, it's a strong and cold sword. It attacks Liu Ling's right side. It's a sharp Qi force that makes the competition platform dance in the wind and snow.

"This way again, isn't it..."

The smile on Liu Ling's face disappeared. He Qin looked at him with great solemnity, and there was a bad feeling in his heart.

"Maybe just by accident..."

An idea flashed through Liuling's mind, and the strong blue light burst out from her sword.

"Spring swallows fly together!"

The green sword Qi turns into a blue flying swallow, which makes a melodious sound and encircles Liu Ling for three meters.

Boom

The sword Qi and the flying swallow collide continuously, forming a violent wave. The whole Biwu platform is humming and chattering.

Fifty moves.

A hundred moves.

……

Two hundred moves.

Under the stage, Zihong looked at the two men who were fighting fiercely and frowned: "it seems that this duel will end in a draw again."

Zhou Zhiyun nodded slightly. He Qin understood the meaning of sword, while Liu Ling was better. The strength of the two men was comparable. Unless one side shows a fatal flaw, it is not easy to distinguish the winner from the loser.

Boo!

The sword Qi collides with each other.

"Another attack on my weakness..."

Liu Ling's figure flies back, his face is scarlet, she is breathless and looks at he Qin with great concentration.

It can also be explained by chance twice at a time, but it is not by chance that he Qin has been holding on to her weakness.

Or it seems to others that she and he Qin are close to each other now, but Liu Ling is the only one who knows that only two hundred moves can be found. She consumes more than eight hundred moves yesterday. If she holds a deadlock, she will surely lose. It seems that she can only end the fight as soon as possible.

"Two swallows fly together!"

With a flash of beautiful eyes, Liu Ling takes the initiative to attack. His two swords close together. The sword Qi forms a blue cyclone. With a sharp howling sound, he Qin is attacked. The speed is as fast as lightning, as if a white line has been pulled out in the air.

He Qin felt Liu Ling's urgency and did not change his face. His white wrist trembled, his cold snow sword drew half circle and stabbed two swords in a row.

"Wind, snow and clouds!"

The sword Qi drives the snow on the platform, which is even more powerful. The two sword Qi tracks are inconstant, left and right.

Poop!

One sword Qi blocked Liu Ling's attack, and the other sword Qi clearly attacked Liu Ling's left side, suddenly changed and swept out to the right.

Liu Ling's face suddenly changed, and her body energy was running crazy. She waved two swords to fight.

Clang!

When Liu Ling's sword was too quenched to defend, it flew out of her right hand. The figure retreated and then retreated. The sleeve of her right hand was cut by the sword Qi to make a clear crack.

Bang Dang.

The flying sword shot out 100 meters and fell under the competition platform, beating continuously.

"What happened? How did Liu Ling suddenly fall into the wind?"

"I didn't understand. He Qin just had those swords. They didn't seem to have anything special."

"Isn't this he Qin far stronger than Liu Ling in one night?"

"How could..."

All the people looked at Liu Ling who was shot down. Their eyes were strange.

"Giggle, I didn't expect he Qin to see Liu Ling's weakness on the right."

Zhou Zhiyun looks at the figure of he Qin and smiles. If he Qin can surpass Liu Ling, there is hope to enter the top five.

Zihongyuan nodded slightly and said with emotion, "I'm ashamed that I haven't found this yet."

Zhou Zhiyun said, "I can see that too."

He Qin stood on the platform with his sword, and looked at Liu Ling with cold eyes: "do you want to compete?"

Liu Ling shook his head slightly and put the only sword back into the scabbard: "my flying swallow sword technique must use two swords. If I lose a sword, I will lose if I continue to compete. I admit defeat. "

Hearing that Liu Ling conceded defeat and was in charge of the assessment, he Qin was immediately declared the winner.

When passing by he Qin, Liu Ling suddenly stopped and asked, "I have a question. Why do you know that my weakness is on the right side?"

Liu Ling is very strange about this.

She used to use the sword with her left hand when she was young. She began to practice double swords when she was ten years old, until now.

When ordinary martial artists fight with her, they usually attack her on the left side, which is exactly what she wants. They can easily win. But just now, he Qin has been attacking her on the right side, obviously discovering her weakness.

He Qin put the cold snow sword back into the scabbard, shook his head, looked under the stage, his eyes quivered a little, and said:

"you are not defeated by me, but Luo Feng. He told me that your weakness lies on the right. "

"Luofeng?"

Liu Ling looked at Luo Feng and set off a storm in his heart.

If it was he Qin who found her weakness, she would not be too surprised. After all, the two fought nearly a thousand moves.

But it's Luofeng

Just now, she and Luo Feng only had three moves. The other side could find out their weakness. What a terrible eyesight!

"You have led the four colleges, and you are really a monster. I'm convinced that I lost. "

Liu Ling expressed a deep feeling.

He Qin didn't speak. He stepped down from the platform and said to Luo Feng, "Liu Ling said you are a monster."

"I am so terrible?" Luo Feng touched his nose.

He Qin's eyes looked at Luo Feng seriously. His cold eyes twinkled, and he nodded suddenly:

"I agree with her, too."

In the fifth round of the competition, the duels of the rest of the competition were also very wonderful, which made the audience cheered warmly.

In the sixth round, Luo Feng met the first opponent.

The tenth of the top ten young masters: "duannian Dao" is very heavy.

People thought that Shichong would give up. After all, Luofeng defeated Wutong, who was ranked sixth in a row, and Liuling, who was ranked fifth in a row. The strength was obvious to all.

However, the result was unexpected, and Shi didn't give up.

PA!

Shichong falls heavily on the competition stage. He takes off the dazzling sword behind him and looks at Luofeng. His eyes are burning with fighting spirit:

"there are few swordsmen among all the university members. Except Xie Xuantong, who is black faced, you are the second opponent I admire. I hope to compete with you as a swordsman."

Stone heavy voice like thunder, slow words, there is a kind of shocking power.

Luo Feng put his finger on the storage ring. The angry knife appeared on his hand and nodded: "yes."

"Take my knife!"

The stone heavy drinks a low voice, steps forward to step out, dazzles the grain treasure knife a knife to split straight out.

Wheeze!

It's a simple knife, but its light is very concise. It's like a mountain peak. It's thick to the limit. It's a bit similar to the legendary Dao mountain, and it's powerful.

Luo Feng nodded slightly. Shichonghui was valued by the elders of Yuangang hall. It seems that it was not accidental.

Although he didn't understand the general trend, the artistic conception in the sabre technique is extremely powerful. Ordinary people are afraid to be scared to death by life.

Take a deep breath, Luo Feng cut out the same knife.

Boom!

The blade light is infinitely compressed and boundless. It seems that something has been integrated into the blade air. As soon as it appears, the strong sharp air immediately divides the air of the whole platform into two parts.

The audience of the whole competition platform was shocked by their eyes. When the sword light appeared, they almost had an idea in their heart: unstoppable!

Boom!

The two sabres meet in the middle of the sky, and the whole Tianyu square seems to be shaking.

Poop!

Shi Chong's Sabre Qi was cut to pieces, his body reeled, and he stepped back a few steps. There was a trace of blood on the corner of his mouth. There was a huge knife mark over three meters wide on the Biwu platform beside him.