Chapter 1877

when!

Ma Qingkong put his left hand against the back of the saber, and made a block upwards.

boom!

With him as the center, the snow and mud scattered outward.

"Break!" Ma Qingkong rushed into the air with all his might.

With a flick of his wrist, Han Dao pulled out several blades, and he was dealing with Ye Lingtian's upcoming attack.

What a horse clear sky, airtight, strong!

Ye Lingtian spun and fell to the right, just as he was about to touch the ground.

The cold light slashed downwards, and the pure celestial power split the direction it was facing into a vacuum.

Wen Xingchen's eyes widened suddenly, and he said, "This is impossible!"

"If no one points out, he can understand this..."

The shock of Wen Xingchen's pretty face turned into surprise.

"Unexpected! Is this poor aptitude? Powerful people, you have misread it."

"In this low-end world, in such a short period of time, to be able to realize this step, I am afraid that the genius in your eyes is nothing more than that."

Wen Xingchen's emotion is not without reason.

Ye Lingtian's sudden move solved the mystery of levitation combat.

A force surged towards Ye Lingtian.

Bet right! The corner of Ye Lingtian's mouth was full of pride.

With this force, his body flew into the air, and the trajectory of his body passing by was weird and graceful.

Ma Qingkong was overjoyed: "It's beautiful!"

He holds the knife in both hands and moves wildly with his feet. On the wasteland, he looks like a dancing elf.

One of the two was in the air and the other was in the wilderness. The two swords did not meet, but Wen Xingchen's forehead was sweating.

Ye Lingtian, who was in mid-air, was the main attacker, and the slight movement of his wrist was the angle of attack.

Ma Qingkong on the wilderness is guarding, every foothold and wrist reversal have clearly calculated Ye Lingtian's possible knife drop point.

In the world of immortality, in the eyes of those powerful people, cultivators at the level of Ma Qingkong and Ye Lingtian are ants.

But in the not-too-distant future, continue on this path.

Wen Xingchen has absolute reason to believe that Ye Lingtian, who is making waves in this world, will turn his hands into clouds and rain in the world of immortals.

Perhaps, he is the one the mighty have been waiting for.

In the wind and snow, Ye Lingtian, who was turning left in mid-air, became more and more casual, with more and more changes.

On the wasteland, Ma Qingkong was getting faster and faster.

Gradually, the two of them turned into two afterimages, one was cruising in the mid-air, and the other was shuttling through the wasteland, like a heavenly dragon wandering for two days.

Finally, the two afterimages intersected.

Dang Dang Dang Dang Dang Dang Dang Dang Dang Dang Dang Dang Dang Dang Dang Dang Dang!

The sound of weapons clashing could be heard endlessly.

Ye Lingtian's attack is not standard, because he has never received systematic training in swordsmanship, but it is strange and domineering, and the angle is tricky.

Ma Qingkong's defense was impenetrable and at the same time concealed murderous intent. From time to time, the tip of the knife moved slightly, releasing a signal to turn defense into offense.

when!

Ye Lingtian made a side slash in mid-air.

Ma Qingkong's Han knife was placed horizontally.

At the same time that the cold light struck the Han knife, Ma Qingkong's body spun and rushed upwards.

Ye Lingtian trembled all over, and quickly landed from mid-air, with a cold glow on the ground, staring fixedly at the Han knife in Ma Qingkong's hand.

The atmosphere was very tense, and Wen Xingchen's palms were already sweating.

In the arena, Ma Qingkong stuck the Han knife heavily on the ground, shook his head, and stretched his muscles and bones.

"The attack is really beautiful. It's really unimaginable that you have such a thorough comprehension of sword skills in your twenties."

Ye Lingtian let out a long breath, and wiped the cold sweat from his forehead: "If you took advantage of the attack just now, it seems that I have nothing to do next."

Ma Qingkong shook her head: "That's because you haven't been pushed to a certain level, and if you've been pushed to a certain level, maybe you've tricked me hard in the battle."

Thinking of Ye Lingtian's past battles, Ma Qingkong smiled.

"Ye Lingtian's strongest point is his mind in battle."

"All along, you have dug the pit perfectly, and you are so shady that you are afraid of yourself."

"Thank you for being able to have a showdown with me openly."

Ye Lingtian blushed: "I'm not as miserable as you said."

"That's not unbearable, it's a skill!"

Ma Qingkong raised his head and looked towards the vast sky: "Soldiers never tire of deceit, the dangers of the fairy world are beyond the imagination of you and me in this deep world."

"In the world where the strong are respected, take it easy, if you talk too much about benevolence and righteousness to your opponent, you may commit suicide!"

Ye Lingtian glanced at Tianlong who couldn't stop dancing with his blade, frowned and said, "You can't say that, there are good people and bad people in every world, there are good people and there are evil people."

"That's right, in fact, you don't need my reminder at all."

Ma Qingkong pulled out the Han knife, and shouted to Ye Lingtian, "Are you ready?"

Ye Lingtian nodded: "Just wait for this moment!"

There was a weird smile on the corner of Ma Qingkong's mouth, holding a knife in one hand, and a stern light flashed in his eyes.

"Ye Lingtian, you must see this knife clearly, the essence of my millennium comprehension is all in this knife!"

Holding the cold light in both hands, Ye Lingtian stared at Ma Qingkong's foot that moved slightly to the left, feeling a little uneasy.

"If you don't have the heart to die, can I block this knife?"

Ma Qingkong said coldly: "If you don't even have confidence in yourself, who do you expect to have confidence in you?"

"Don't let Master down, live to reach another world, I wish Master revenge in this world!"

"I also wish you to solve all kinds of puzzles and see Senior Sister again!"

Ye Lingtian adjusted his mood, looked deeply at Ma Qingkong, his voice was slightly low.

"When I see her, I will tell her what happened today."

"I will bring her back to this world, and pay homage to you at Guting Trail in Cangzhou!"

Ma Qingkong's hand holding the knife began to tremble, and the indigo brilliance formed two long lines on the blade.

"Don't worship, she doesn't like making trouble!"

Ma Qingkong closed her eyes and took a deep breath.

When he opened his eyes, the wind and snow rushed into the air.

The sky dragon of Hanmang, with red eyes, swallowed the bead in its mouth completely, and the scales on its body instantly became golden.

How could Ye Lingtian not know what this change meant, and whispered to himself.

"You also feel this breathless tension?"

There was no answer. After experiencing the restlessness just now, Tianlong was completely quiet.

It was waiting, waiting for Ma Qingkong's final blow.

Wen Xingchen's heart rose to his throat.

Patting his heart, he said that the attack and defense between Ma Qingkong and Ye Lingtian on the wasteland just now could be called a wonderful swordsmanship duel in the world of immortals.

If it is seen by those skilled swordsmen, I don't know how many people will applaud it. Even though the speed of the two is very slow and their strength is very weak.

Shockingly, the applauded duel was just a prelude.

The real drama is about to begin.

Wen Xingchen understands that the upcoming duel will not be a fight between you and me, but one move will determine the outcome, and one move will determine life and death.

Ye Lingtian held his breath and opened his posture, just as the celestial power was condensed in the cold light.

The sky dragon on the blade suddenly danced, and the faint blue brilliance burst out.

Ma Qingkong held the knife in both hands, with the tip of the knife slanted downward, and rushed towards Ye Lingtian.

His speed was very fast, and when he arrived in front of Ye Lingtian, the afterimage of where he was standing before had not dissipated.

Ye Lingtian stepped back sharply, holding the knife in both hands, and pulled it backwards.

when!

The Han knife cut down obliquely.

According to the trend of the knife, the following will strike at Ye Lingtian's foot.

Ye Lingtian hurriedly squatted down to prevent the knife from being thrown down his lower body.

Just as Ye Lingtian was about to rush forward, looking for the possibility of turning defense into offense, Ma Qingkong descended from the sky with a knife in both hands.

Ma Qingkong in front of him is a phantom!

Ye Lingtian felt a chill in his heart, and his eyes were filled with horror.

Han Mang let out a roar, and got out of his hand.

The moment it rushed out, a strong force came along the handle of the knife.

Chila!

Ye Lingtian slid back one meter.

It was this meter that allowed him to rush out of the killing range of the Han Dao.

boom!

The Han sword hit the ground heavily.

Ma Qingkong looked up at Ye Lingtian, with a weird smile on his lips.

The cold light that came out of his hand turned a corner in mid-air, and pierced Ma Qingkong's chest from behind.

The cold light landed firmly in Ye Lingtian's hand, a drop of blood hung from the tip of the knife, and it fell to the ground with a thud.

Ma Qingkong knelt down on his knees, glanced at Han Mang, then at Ye Lingtian whose facial muscles were already stiff, and asked in a trembling voice, "Did you see it?"

Ye Lingtian nodded: "I see!"

"I lost to your knife..."

Ma Qingkong went down slowly, in the wind and snow, his eyes fixed on Wen Xingchen's position, his pupils were full of pleading.

A ray of indigo brilliance came, and Ma Qingkong's ashen eyes suddenly lit up, and after that, he fell silent again.

A ray of red light suddenly flashed over the Han knife emitting indigo brilliance just now.

"Why are you still standing in a daze, quickly adapt to the power of the fairy-level high-level peak..."

Wen Xingchen didn't know when he came to him, and shouted at Ye Lingtian.

It's just that halfway through the words, she couldn't go on anymore.

With a cold light emitting a faint blue brilliance, the sword-blade Tianlong is no longer there.

Behind Ye Lingtian holding the knife, there is a faintly dancing golden dragon.

Suppressing the gods and the heavenly monument, the human sword is one!

Eight characters appeared in Wen Xingchen's mind.

A surge of power came from Ye Lingtian, and a few rays of sunlight shone down on the wind and snow-ravaged wasteland.

The sunlight fell on the blue blade, and it was gorgeous for a while.

After an unknown amount of time, Ye Lingtian slowly opened his eyes, ignoring Wen Xingchen who was inexplicably astonished.

He walked to the place where Ma Qingkong was standing not long ago, and picked up the scabbard.

bass!

Inserting the cold light into the scabbard, Ye Lingtian carried the cold light back to the place where Ma Qingkong fell.

"He is very skilled in knife skills."

Ye Lingtian felt ashamed when he thought of Ma Qingkong's unpredictable attack just now: "If it wasn't for the cold light, I wouldn't be able to dodge that blow."

"There are no ifs in the world."

Wen Xingchen put his hands behind his back and said expressionlessly: "Winning is winning, no one cares how you win."

"Don't attribute the victory to Han Mang. It's your ability to choose you with the fragments of the God-Suppressing Heavenly Monument."

"As for Ma Qingkong..."

Wen Xingchen looked at Ma Qingkong who was about to be covered by the snow, and said bluntly: "He is a hero, but he is only a hero. He is not the protagonist in this world, let alone in the fairy world."

Ye Lingtian didn't refute Wen Xingchen, but just looked down at the ground.

After a while, he took off his coat and carefully wrapped Ma Qingkong's Han knife.

"His person is not the protagonist, his sword skills will be the protagonist of the fairy world!"