Duan Wei saw that Li Peicheng was very sensible and honest, and he was also very capable. He gradually began to have a good impression of Li Peicheng and said with a smile: "Brother Li, you're welcome, please!"
The three of them flew up to an altitude of 10,000 meters.
Above the white clouds and under the blue sky, Li Peicheng and Duan Wei stood opposite each other, one holding a gun and the other holding a sword. Fang Yuhua was watching the battle not far away, paying attention to the surroundings.
Duan Wei's long hair and Taoist robes are fluttering in the wind. Coupled with his handsome appearance and extraordinary temperament, he stands tall in the sky and looks very good. It can be said that he is elegant, free and unrestrained, and makes people want to make friends with him at the first sight.
impulse.
Li Peicheng is not as good-looking as Duan Wei. He wears casual clothes, has short fashionable hair, and has a decent appearance, but his face has clear contours, his eyes are shining, and the silver gun in his hand is straight. Looking from a distance, there is something missing.
He has an air of fairy-like elegance, but he also has a strong and capable character that no one dares to look down upon.
Duan Wei smiled slightly, and the flying sword named Qinglong pointed at Li Peicheng. His long black hair was flying freely, and his elegance and elegance suddenly revealed a boldness and arrogance.
Li Peicheng held the gun in one hand and pointed it straight at Duan Wei, with the silver tassel fluttering flamboyantly.
"Brother Duan invites you!"
"Brother Li, please!"
The atmosphere in the sky suddenly froze, and a chilling aura enveloped the entire world.
As the cold air hit, Fang Yuhua's heart trembled slightly, and he thought to himself: "The two brothers are really powerful. I don't know when I will be able to reach such a state."
Unconsciously, Fang Yuhua touched the Bixia Stone in his arms, and couldn't help but cast his eyes towards Li Peicheng, showing gratitude that could not be described in words.
Almost there! Fang Yuhua sighed.
There are two main types of competitions between cultivators. One is spell competition, which uses one's own magic power and magic weapons as a medium to use magic to trigger the power of heaven and earth, such as thunder and lightning, fire rain, hail, rocks, etc. to attack the opponent. This kind of competition
What they fight is their proficiency in controlling spells, the strength of magic weapons, etc. The second kind of competition is a pure confrontation between strong and strong. Let’s understand it as a martial arts fight. With the powerful body of magic, the magic weapon
There are also superb martial arts competitions. However, because cultivators worship absolute power, they generally ignore the role of martial arts, and the study of martial arts wastes a lot of time, which will delay their pursuit of immortality. Therefore, most cultivators
The martial arts fights all rely on powerful magic and powerful magic weapons. The sword can be lifted and dropped cleanly and neatly. Of course, there are still some small skills in fighting. However, like the Huashan School, it is very important to improve the swordsmanship to a certain level.
The position is unusual in the world of cultivation.
As for the formation, although it is also a very powerful combat method capable of both offense and defense, under normal circumstances, it needs to be unexpected, or the formation skills have reached a certain level, and they can form a large formation to trap people and kill the enemy with just a wave of their hands. Otherwise, the two of them are fair and honest.
When facing an enemy, there is no time for you to set up your formation.
Regardless of whether it is a spell competition or a martial arts fight, it is extremely dangerous. Especially when the difference in magic level is relatively large, a spell or a direct attack may destroy the opponent to ashes.
Li Peicheng was born in the martial arts world, and he prefers direct confrontation with physical magic. Although the jade slips record many unique spells of the Yueyouxing Biyun Sect, Li Peicheng has not obtained the jade slips for a short time, and he is not very interested.
Study it carefully.
There are very few spells passed down by the seniors of Duan Wei's sect, and they are not very powerful, so Duan Wei's fighting method is basically to directly control the flying sword to kill enemies. This is actually the fighting method adopted by most people in the earth's cultivation world.
There are two ways to fight in martial arts. One is to use your true energy to control the magic weapon connected to your mind and fight with the opponent in the air. This method actually has the nature of a fighting method. The other way is to directly hold the magic weapon in your hand to engage in real close combat.
Physical combat. Obviously the latter method is more dangerous than the former, and the confrontation is more intense and direct.
Li Peicheng and Duan Wei are now adopting the latter method.
Duan Wei knew that Li Peicheng's magic power was stronger than his own, and he was not humble. He shouted, his body was as light as a swallow, and although his feet were in the air, it felt like he was stepping on something real. He ran quickly, his legs shook alternately, and his body swayed from side to side.
indefinite.
The Qinglong Sword turned into green light and shot forward through the air.
The Qinglong Sword is three feet and eight inches in length. The sword is covered with semicircular lines and has a green light all over its body, like dragon scales.
The sword has not yet arrived, but a chill has already hit my face, giving people the feeling of falling into an ice cellar.
Li Peicheng had a sullen face and held his wheelgun in both hands. With a shake of his hand, gun flowers suddenly appeared in the air, and the man rushed forward like an arrow leaving the string.
Duan Wei felt the powerful power of the domineering force and did not dare to resist the direct attack of the Silver Lin Spear. With a twist of his wrist, the Qinglong Sword swung in the air and slashed the tip of the spear at an incredible angle.
Clang! A loud noise.
The spear trembled slightly, and the attack was frustrated and slowed down. The Qinglong Sword rebounded with a slash, and Duan Wei took the opportunity to close the sword and fly away.
The two faced each other from afar again.
In the first confrontation, Li Peicheng went straight forward with a single gun, while Duan Wei avoided his sharp edge and used cleverness to turn strength.
After another battle, Li Peicheng was completely convinced that he had an absolute advantage in mana and strength, so he thought about it and put away some of his skills.
The straight, steel-hard Silver Lin Gun suddenly rippled like water, and the tip of the gun was erratic. The silver light on the tip of the gun flashed a little under the sunlight, making people dazzled.
Strength and softness at the same time!
Li Peicheng finally began to display the martial arts skills he had learned.
Duan Wei's eyes flashed with surprise, and his originally comfortable expression became serious with a hint of ease.
In addition to strong strength, the opponent also has terrifying fighting skills!
It floats like the wind, but is as sharp as a sword.
Duan Wei couldn't see anything else, only a little bit of silver light floating in the void, full of weirdness, and the surroundings turned into darkness under the light.
There was a little sweat on Duan Wei's forehead. The silver light was close to his eyes, but he couldn't find which point was the fatal attack.
Duan Wei had no choice but to raise the Qinglong Sword, and his true energy poured into the sword. The dragon scale-like patterns on the Qinglong Sword suddenly shone with green light, as if the scales on a real dragon were shaking, lifelike.
Swinging the sword and dancing wildly, the Qinglong Sword suddenly transformed into sword shadows all over the sky. The layers were stacked on top of each other, and the swords interlocked with each other.
Clang! Sparks are everywhere!
The gun was used with all its strength and concentrated, while the sword was making webs all over the sky and the power was scattered. Although Duan Wei finally caught the clues at the last moment and discovered the fatal light, he was a little hasty.
All the phantoms turned into nothingness, and the only thing that really fought together was a gun and a sword.
The gun and the sword split at the first touch. Duan Wei and his men and swords took advantage of the momentum of the gun and retreated at an incredible speed.
Li Peicheng continued to advance with his spear, but in the end it was half a step too late, and he could only watch Duan Wei escape.
"Happy, happy! Brother Li is really good at it!"
Duan Wei stood far away in the sky, not annoyed but happy, his eyes shining with excitement.
Except for those talented people who can create combat skills behind closed doors, most people rely on the inheritance of their predecessors and the accumulation of practical experience.
The cultivators may seem to be in harmony with each other, but they all cherish themselves and are wary of each other. They rarely can truly communicate with each other, let alone find suitable martial arts opponents.
Although Duan Wei said that he had sparred with Mr. Wuchen before, he just casually sacrificed the magic weapon and competed with each other for a few times. It could be said that it was just a taste of it. How could they fight each other with swords and guns like today.
Li Peicheng not only has great magical power, but also shows signs of superb martial arts. He can be said to be Duan Wei's dream martial arts opponent. Of course, without Fang Yuhua as a middleman, Duan Wei would never fight Li Peicheng.
It’s essential to be on guard against others! Wouldn’t it be bad if someone becomes murderous and kills people to steal goods?
"Brother Duan is also very capable!" Li Peicheng complimented, feeling happy that he could find such a good opponent.
Duan Wei's eyes flashed, and he threw the sword in his hand into the air. He didn't know what magic formula he had made. The sword seemed to have life, passing through the clouds and fog in the air, and gradually the light became brighter and brighter.
The sword also transformed into a ferocious blue dragon, soaring into the clouds and mists, with a fierce momentum!
Upon seeing this, Li Peicheng calmly threw the Silver Lin Gun into the air. The gun suddenly appeared like a silver dragon rising out of the sea, sparkling under the blue sky. The air flow quickly rushed through the spiral patterns on the gun barrel, making a whining sound, and some
Like a silver dragon roaring.
Green dragons and silver dragons collided in mid-air, swung their heads and tails, and fought with each other, causing the surrounding energy to turbulence, strong winds, and the white clouds around them were blown away.
Duan Wei's Qinglong Sword is sharp and strong, but not soft enough. All his moves are fierce and powerful.
Li Peicheng was inspired by the martial arts recorded in Zhang Sanfeng's jade slips. The Yinlin Spear is like water and illusion. It can be hard or soft or soft. It can be unpredictable and move smoothly. It has the domineering power of the king and the erratic elegance of the gun.
As time passed, the sweat on Duan Wei's forehead began to drip, and he was exhausted.
Since Li Peicheng was convinced that his skill was better than Duan Wei, he restrained part of his skill and concentrated on taking the opportunity to understand martial arts. In addition, Li Peicheng still had a large amount of true energy in the acupoints all over his body. If compared at the same level, in terms of endurance, no one has the power.
Comparable to Li Peicheng. So in this fight, Li Peicheng was relaxed and happy.