The sound is like thunder.

When the sound is like thunder, the battle begins again.

Li Wangchen stepped forward and shook his right arm fiercely. It was as if his entire arm had turned into a long whip, and a clear and crisp snapping sound was heard in the air.

The thunderbolt buzzing on the big iron sword and whirling around the blade was struck by the force of the swing. It immediately changed its direction, and the blade moved forward, becoming the first counterattack. It turned into a sharp lightning and shot straight towards Zhaoqiu three feet away.

The breath came very suddenly.

The audience never imagined that they would become part of the exploits of both sides of the battle. No matter how high your martial arts skills are, it is impossible to be completely immune to external influences, let alone Zhaoqiuxi, who has a high-profile personality and loves noise and attention. This group of people could not help but cheer.

It has been accurately grasped by Li Wangchen, and it has become a node for issuing swords.

What's even more frightening is that Li Wangchen immediately stepped forward with all his strength and followed closely behind the Thunderbolt Knife. The first move was not enough to end the problem. What followed would be his endless and irresistible Ruyi Demon and Eight Chain Moves.

For the first time, Zhao Qiuxi felt a completely different pressure from his previous opponents. The indescribable excitement and danger made his blood boil.

Facing this direct descendant of the Demon Sect, we really cannot be cautious at all!

At the critical moment, he calmed down and forcibly gathered his mind away from the cheers of others, turning it into a very small and extremely condensed point. He truly forgot about the outside world. Only Li Wangchen could compete with him.

Word.

His movements were no longer driven by his heart, but were completely driven by a certain force field composed of Li Wangchen, himself, Li Wangchen's sword, and his own sword.

A thunderbolt turned into an electric light and came through the air. Zhao Qiuxi raised his sword and struck down, his movements were natural and flowing.

The knife in his hand suddenly disappeared.

There seemed to be a faint, non-existent silver light in the sky. It flickered like a thread, flickering and disappearing.

But after hearing a soft sound, the thunderbolt that had always been leading the attack was knocked aside and fell to the side. The silver light in the mid-air flashed again and met Li Wangchen who jumped up after the thunderbolt with his sword drawn.

Li Wangchen's hair stood on end. It wasn't until the silver light came three inches closer to him that he realized that it was the body of the knife: like a gauze, like a layer of fog, like a piece of paper, a thin short knife.

"This is the cicada-wing knife."

In this battle of concentrating energy and spirit, the two of them could fight and talk at the same time. Zhaoqiuxi introduced it leisurely, "Among my thirty-six swords, it is undoubtedly ranked in the top five. Brother Qiu, be careful!"

The cicada's wing knife is a short knife that usually looks a little thin. The faster you swing the knife, the more transparent it becomes, gradually becoming as thin as a cicada's wing and as slender as a thread.

What's even more frightening is that this is a sword technique that is completely different from Pili, but Zhao Qiuxi can use it through and instantly switch to another sword technique of his own.

The path of intensive cultivation in the Dharma is undoubtedly another level of enlightenment and enlightenment.

Showers twenty-eight.

A name flashed through Li Wangchen's mind. Is this the legendary swordsmanship that Zhaoqiuxi and Zhaolanrong jointly created, which caused no one in the Song Dynasty to dare to create another swordsmanship for three years?

If Li Wangchen has brought out the essence of Ruyi Tianmo and the Eight Linked Moves, then Zhao Qiuxi has mastered all the habits of the thirty-six-handled sword.

There was a bang, and vigilance suddenly arose in his heart. Li Wangchen relied on his sharp senses to barely block a blow with his sword. He knew he was about to suffer a blow, but because the force on the iron sword in his palm suddenly came and went away, the opponent couldn't catch it because of his own strength.

When it comes to the Cicada Wing Knife, as soon as it touches it, it's gone, and another attack is coming immediately!

He twisted his waist and exerted force, pointed his toes, and sidestepped about three feet away. He escaped a silver light that was invisible to the naked eye in advance, but he knew that he had become passive because of this step.

Zhao Qiuxi pursued him step by step, slashing him thirty-three times in an instant.

Only through the sunlight can one see clearly that the shimmering Cicada Wing Knife launched a continuous attack on Li Wangchen from above, below, left, and right.

Li Wangchen retreated for more than ten steps, feeling uncomfortable as if he was stuck in a swamp. No matter how hard he tried to fight, when he had to have time to observe, he would take a step slower and his opponent would miss immediately.

If you go out again, you will have a lot more time to recuperate and have more room to move.

The bystanders looked even more outrageous and did not dare to say anything.

Although this was obviously a sign that the Autumn Breath they admired had the upper hand, they had no time to cheer in their hearts because the excitement of the battle had completely taken over their minds. Their minds were so occupied by the individual strength of the two that they could not think of any other thoughts.

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When the battle reaches this point, its intensity, the magnificence of life, and the intensity of martial arts are enough to sweep away all distracting thoughts.

Wang Yuyan and Murong Fu also understood that this would be a huge crisis faced by "Qiu Tong". They asked themselves, if they restrained their essence, energy, and spirit like Zhao Qiuxi, they would probably be carried on this cicada-winged sword.

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Wang Yuyan said, "The old enemy has changed."

Murong Fu glanced at her strangely, "Old enemy..." but couldn't help but lower his head to watch the battle, and as expected he noticed a slight difference.

The situation in the war situation has changed.

That was Li Wangchen's action. It seemed that he no longer relied on the extremely close light to discover the trajectory of the Cicada Wing Knife, but captured the sword's path of autumn breath in advance, returning to the moment of a fair battle. There was no need to fight again.

Everything is a step slower.

The situation of the fight between the two suddenly changed drastically, from a constant and fierce attack to a back-and-forth again.

This will be a fact for all to see. Others are dumbfounded and have no idea why this long-faced swordsman in black can break the Sword King's cicada-winged sword.

Murong Fu suddenly said, "It's light."

Wang Yuyan blinked her eyes, and then she reacted slowly, "Oh, my old enemy deliberately led the autumn breath to a sunny place, and used the sunlight to illuminate the traces of the Cicada Wing Knife!"

Sure enough, the place where Li Wangchen and Zhao Qiuxi fought was the place where the sun was the brightest on the arena.

When the Cicada Wing Knife slashed at the turbulent place, it still seemed like a thin layer of silk threads swimming in mid-air, but it was a bit brighter and scorching than before, and it was no longer so unpredictable.

Murong Fu squinted his eyes and couldn't help but praise, "This sounds easy, but you have to defend against the attack while luring people over, especially when the opponent is the world-famous sword king... Although Brother Qiu failed to log in to Xiaosanhe,

But his fighting power is by no means inferior to mine!"

Wang Yuyan sighed and said quietly, "It's a pity that his martial arts foundation has been destroyed, and this is just to protect us. Hey, even now I can't believe that this is a sacrifice made by a direct descendant of the Demon Cult for us.

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Wang Yuyan can be regarded as a fusion of the personalities of Wang Yuyan and Murong Fu, simply because these are the two people who have had the greatest influence on her since she was "born" and are her spiritual parents.

All the lofty words and ambitions in the past were due to Murong Fu's influence, but when she really entered the world and was chased to the sky and had no way out, Wang Yuyan's soft background came into play again, giving her a

There were some self-deprecating expressions, and even more gratitude towards Qiu Tong.

Murong Fu's expression froze, and he finally woke up from the war situation. He had been proud all his life and thought he was a hero, but that day he could only be a burden in front of Jiumozhi, and had to rely on the sacrifices of others to survive. This shame still exists today.

The memory was still fresh, and the kindness shown by Qiu Tong made him not know how to face this person, and he felt at a loss.

At that moment, he had no choice but to lower his head, gritted his teeth and said, "Jiumozhi..."

Li Wangchen didn't know that the inner feelings of the two of them were stirring in the past few days. He was still experiencing this battle wholeheartedly.

Zhao Qiuxi already knew that Li Wangchen had cracked the Cicada-wing Knife. In fact, if he used all his strength to attack, it would not be so easy to detect the blade with sunlight. However, Li Wangchen would not be able to observe the Cicada-wing Knife with his naked eyes.

This still convinced him.

The Cicada's Wing Knife had no effect anymore. Zhao Qiuxi split Li Wangchen open and struck hard. With a smooth wave, the Cicada's Wing Knife shot to the side of the knife box and slammed the handle of the knife, making a "Peng" sound.

Under the exquisite control, the heavy knife was ejected and circled in mid-air for several weeks before landing in the hands of Zhao Qiuxi. The whole process was very comfortable to watch, and there was no feeling of reluctance in it, while the Cicada Wing Knife

Li Daitao froze and returned to the knife box obediently.

Zhao Qiuxi held the knife in his hand and slashed with Li Wangchen. As sparks bloomed, he did not forget to continue introducing, "This knife is called Duan Tianmen. It is powerful and heavy. It weighs one hundred and eight kilograms. It increases with the internal strength."

It will increase the weight even more, Brother Qiu, be careful!"

In an instant, the path of the knife changed again, slamming forward fiercely, the wind howling, and loud noises rumbling.

From a distance, Zhaoqiuxi seems to be holding a big hammer instead of a knife.

Li Wangchen took three or four moves in a row. He felt that every time he collided, there was a powerful surge of force. The energy and blood in his whole body would vibrate, and his bones felt dislocated. Knowing that this sword can exert amazing power,

Invincible.

Not to mention that his big iron sword has collided with many precious swords. If Li Wangchen hadn't relied on the "winding and rolling style" to dissipate force, it would have become scrap metal. But now there are many gaps and it cannot withstand any impact.

twists and turns.

As a result, his sword technique also changed, becoming graceful and light. When exerting force from the wrist, the tip of the sword trembled slightly, causing erratic and unpredictable changes, making the entire sword seem to have grown from a solid piece of iron.

It turned into a soft and thin willow.

Ruyi Tianmo·Eight Linked Postures-Putting Willow Posture.

Zhaoqiuxi suddenly felt that he could no longer regard Li Wangchen as an enemy, because Li Wangchen had turned into twigs of willow trees that could be seen everywhere, accompanied by the thin golden wind from the south of the Yangtze River and the misty rain, coming in every moment of the attack.

It seems to be moving with the wind and swaying with the rain, forming an offensive that cannot be guessed at.

Zhao Qiuxi tried his best and finally gave a wry smile, knowing that Li Wangchen always had an endless stream of clever tricks to deal with his 28-year-old shower.

He took a step back, threw the "Breaking Heaven Gate" in his hand, and thrust it into the ground with a loud bang. As soon as he stepped on it, the nearby knife box vibrated and flew, and the long knife in it tumbled and moved, and it had already arrived in Zhao Qiuxi's palm.

This knife is narrow and slender, with a slightly arced blade and an odd shape. It flashes a faint cold light, giving people a sacred and solemn feeling.

Zhaoqiuxi holds the sword in both hands and raises it high. His whole body is in a straight line, both offensive and defensive, and he adopts a unique "upper section" posture that no one in China uses.

"This is the Japanese national treasure 'Tong Zi Qie An Gang'. It can kill ghosts and gods. I look forward to Brother Qiu's response."

Li Wangchen nodded and took the initiative to attack.

The two collided again, and the sword flashed with lightning, which shocked the hearts of everyone in the audience.

However, when Zhao Qiuxi used the knife at this time, his method was completely different from before. He used all his strength to exert his killing power, and his whole body was full of fierce power and sharpness.

However, Li Wangchen changed his coping method. After the Willow Pose, he switched to the "Lotus Pose", using a peaceful and tranquil mind method to dilute the murderous aura that threatened the autumn breath.
To be continued...