Si Xueyi said calmly: "Then let's see how wrong I was."
"Orchid Order!"
Lin Tongbei didn't hesitate at all, raised his hand and used his special sword technique Youlan Ling.
He drew his sword and swept it away, and countless sword orchids bloomed on the ground, each one containing majestic vitality.
There are orchids in the empty valley, the fragrance of flowers comes back and forth, and vitality is constantly bursting out.
Lin Tongbei's sword power reached its peak in an instant.
"Destroy!"
Si Xueyi raised his hand and struck out with his sword, and the wind and fire sword force merged and turned into a terrifying destructive sword force that swept out.
Boom!
The two terrifying swords collided together, and countless orchids were blown into the air, shining brightly in the vast flames.
Whoosh!
The two of them fought together in this vision, and each performed terrifying sword moves.
One side has the Qilin sword technique, the other side has endless vitality, and each has a third-grade sword intention.
After several battles, the flaming wind and orchids on the battlefield turned into a fire tornado a hundred feet high.
The sky changed drastically in an instant, and the sound of the swords in the hands of the two men collided again and again like thunder.
Bang bang bang!
This terrifying sound made all the sword cultivators present feel terrified.
After ten moves, the fire tornado exploded directly.
Amid the sky filled with flames and boundless wind, orchids spread out one after another. They stood suspended in the air and slowly rotated.
Lin Tongbei holds the sword in his right hand, spotless among the orchids, and his sword power is not hindered in the slightest.
"If you want to beat me in swordsmanship, you should practice for a few more years!"
Lin Tongbei was very confident, and he used his ghostly movement skills to kill Si Xueyi directly.
The swords are intertwined again, fighting each other like a needle against a awn of wheat.
"Orchid Fire!"
"Qilin Wind!"
The two of them each took out a sword, and the sword tips collided with each other. The sound of the swords exploded like the sound of the sky breaking.
They looked at each other, their bodies changed, and they fought again.
The edge of Youlan Ling is not weak at all. This is also an ancient sword technique, and it is particularly powerful in Lin Tongbei's hands.
The various wonderful features of Qilin Sword Technique and Orchid Order bloomed with sharp edges in their hands, and various strange phenomena continued to erupt.
Everyone's scalp was numb when they saw it, and they didn't dare to look away for a moment.
The swordsmanship of the two men was extremely amazing. When they fought again, the power of the wind and fire swords and the intention of the orchid sword blended seamlessly.
The Baizhang Fire Tornado appeared again, and the two of them were involved.
They moved around in mid-air, their swords blazing constantly intertwining, and their bodies soared around the tornado as they flew higher and higher.
When they reached the height of 100 feet, their sword power reached its peak.
Si Xueyi turned his wrist, and the force of wind and fire was completely integrated into the sword, and the fire tornado disappeared.
Lin Tongbei held the sword and raised it upward, and the orchids in the sky began to rotate crazily.
Without the support of the fire tornado, both of them had only one chance to strike in mid-air.
The tips of each sword are as bright as meteors. From a distance, it looks like two meteors colliding together.
There was a huge explosion, and the two of them fell to the ground at the same time.
Lin Tongbei kept panting while holding the sword, sweat dripping from his forehead, and his eyes were full of disbelief.
The opponent's sword power didn't seem to be exhausted at all, and he seemed to have many backup options.
But he himself has reached his limit, and there is no possibility of going any further.
As the top ten swordsman among his disciples, he actually lost to his opponent in the swordsmanship competition.
Lin Tongbei looked up, and among the scattered petals in the sky, Si Xueyi was dancing lightly in white clothes, with a calm expression.
He even had the leisure to go see this wonderful scene of flowers falling all over the sky.
"You despise me so much?"
Lin Tongbei's eyes flashed with anger, and he killed him with his sword without hesitation.
Si Xueyi looked calm and blocked Lin Tongbei's sword moves one by one, without showing any sign of difficulty on his face.
He was as relaxed and leisurely as if he were strolling in the courtyard, which was in sharp contrast to Lin Tongbei's anxiety.
"You can't."
Si Xueyi shook his head, the opponent's swordsmanship talent was still a bit lacking.
Without giving the opponent a chance to refute, Si Xueyi, who had been on the defensive, suddenly took a step forward and launched an offensive.
boom!
His sword thrust out like a thunderous giant, and in an instant, Lin Tongbei's sword flew away.
Clang!
Then the sword light continued to caster, and with a ding sound, it stabbed under Lin Tongbei's right shoulder.
However, the Immortal Burial Sword did not pierce the opponent. Instead, Si Xueyi felt a majestic and vast golden dragon essence.
Caught off guard, he was knocked back several steps.
He looked up and saw bursts of golden light glowing on Lin Tongbei's body, which was the completed golden body of Da Luo.
Lin Tongbei said indifferently: "I wanted to use sword skills to convince you to lose, but it seems a bit difficult, but it doesn't matter. The third-grade sword intention cannot break the Dacheng Golden Body. I am a sword cultivator, and I am better than you."
Much clearer.”
Whoosh!
The moment he finished speaking, Lin Tongbei didn't look at the holy sword he had dropped, and pushed Da Luo's golden body to the extreme.
With terrifying pressure, he rushed towards Si Xueyi.
He was too lazy to compete in swordsmanship and planned to use his golden body to crush Si Xueyi. This was an unreasonable fighting method.
Clang Clang Clang!
Si Xueyi thrust out more than sixty swords in a row, and the sword tip pierced the opponent's body, bursting out countless sparks.
The golden light on Lin Tongbei's body only showed ripples, and his physical body did not suffer any damage.
"You want the sword intent to penetrate? I am also a sword cultivator, and the methods you use to deal with Tong Zhu are of no use to me."
After Lin Tongbei finished speaking, a cold light swept across his eyes, and he reached out and grabbed it fiercely.
Buzz!
He grabbed the sword directly with his bare hands and said with cold eyes: "Now that I have caught your sword, what else can you do? It's time to use your legendary spear!"
Lin Tongbei was full of energy at the moment, with a happy look on his face.
So what if your swordsmanship is better than mine?
Still the defeated general under me!
Si Xueyi didn't talk nonsense to him, but with a look of pity in his eyes, he let go of the hilt of the Immortal Burial Sword.
Lin Tongbei's lips curled up into a sneer. He finally gave up on his sword. You are not worthy of being called a swordsman.
But before his smile faded, his expression suddenly changed.
He heard a harsh sword sound behind him. It was another sword, his own sword.
The moment Si Xueyi let go of the Immortal Burial Sword, his body shook, leaving an afterimage on the spot, and his body came behind Lin Tongbei.
Then he held it with his backhand, and he grabbed the snow-white sword from the air.
"The wind is invisible!"
"Fire is impermanent!"
"Water has no form!"
"Lei Wuying!"
The four major sword movements of Qilin Sword Technique were executed by Si Xueyi using the secret technique of Shuangyue Human World. Four afterimages seemed to appear in the air at the same time.
Each afterimage has a sword, and each sword has seventy-two variations.
For a moment, the sky was filled with sword shadows. Lin Tongbei turned around and looked. He was dazzled and panicked.
Lin Tongbei looked decisive, immediately let go of the Immortal Burial Sword, and defended with all his strength.
But how can you hold on to this sword shadow that fills the sky!
It is true that one sword alone cannot break the Dacheng sword body, but what if four swords are used at the same time?
Click!
In just an instant, the golden light on Lin Tongbei completely collapsed.
Four afterimages overlapped. Si Xueyi reached out and grabbed the Immortal Burial Sword that was about to fall to the ground.
Suddenly he held both swords in his hands and looked at the other party with an indifferent expression.
Lin Tongbei's face turned pale with fright. He never expected that the Dacheng Golden Body would be broken.
But Si Xueyi didn't give him a chance to wake up. With a shake of his hands, the sword flipped around and was held again, with the sword pointed straight at the opponent.
Phew!
Si Xueyi thrust out his two swords, and with splashes of blood, the swords passed through his chest.
Blood continued to overflow from the corner of Lin Tongbei's mouth. His feet became weak and unable to support him, and he fell limply to the ground.
Si Xueyi let go of the hilt of the sword, and the latter fell to his knees with a plop.
He looked at the other person, shook his head, and said softly: "Lin Tongbei, you don't even want to take a second look at your own sword, how can you be called a sword cultivator?"
"That's not what I see as swordsmen. My swordsmanship is like a volcano erupting with passion, pride and passion, and there are infinite fantasies in the surging heart. Standing at the foot of the mountain and never giving up, men will remain young until they die, and swordsmen will never grow old.
.”
Whoosh!
Si Xueyi took a step forward and pulled out both swords at the same time.
He kept the Immortal Burial Sword and sent the other sword over. Lin Tongbei struggled to get up and took it tremblingly.
Lin Tongbei's expression was very complicated. He couldn't even imagine that the opponent would make a comeback with his own sword.
But I feel ashamed!
Is there anything more shameful than this?
Si Xueyi saw what he was thinking and said calmly: "Don't be so self-righteous. Without this sword, I can defeat you in a hundred ways. The gap between you and me is so big that you can't imagine."
boom!
Lin Tongbei was immediately stunned and dumbfounded.
The other party's words were like thunder erupting in his mind, making it buzz.
Si Xueyi said: "Go back and practice your sword well. Your sword will also have a chance to pierce Da Luo's golden body."
Lin Tongbei sheathed his sword, put his hands together, bowed and apologized.
He looked at Si Xueyi and said sternly: "The Holy Court's banishment to immortal is well deserved. Lin is convinced of the defeat."
As soon as these words came out, the audience was in an uproar, and the crowd screamed one after another.
This is Lin Tongbei!
The leader of the top ten sword cultivators in his generation actually said four words: "I'm convinced."