Qin Lan glanced at Xiaoyaozi and Xuewu, then nodded:
"Yes, you win, I'll give you your freedom!"
"Freedom...hahaha! Freedom! Boy, you can die!"
"Qiang!"
Nie Qingsong waved his hand, and with a flash of blue light, a wooden sword appeared in his hand!
Yes!
It’s a wooden sword!
A blue wooden sword!
"Wooden sword?"
Ximen Hao was a little surprised.
"What? Can't a wooden sword work? It was this wooden sword that made me enter the tenth place among the top ten swordsmen!"
Nie Qingsong still looked at Ximen Hao with his nostrils. This small character only deserves to be watched with his nostrils.
"Haha, this is the first time I see someone who can show off better than Mr. Hao. I hope you can show off to the end!"
Ximen Hao smiled faintly, waved his hand, and the bloodthirsty sword floated in front of him.
"brush!"
Nie Qingsong shook the wooden sword in his hand and said calmly:
"You are a junior, you should make your move first, otherwise you will have no chance to make another move! No one at the same level can withstand my move, not to mention you are only a high-grade ethereal spirit."
"Fuck! You're still pretending! Go!"
Ximen Hao made a seal with one hand, and the bloodthirsty sword disappeared instantly. When it reappeared, it was already on top of Nie Qingsong's head, stabbing down with the power of God.
"Huh?"
Nie Qingsong suddenly looked up, a trace of surprise flashing across his face.
But the battle is imminent, so there is no time to think too much.
"brush!"
Instantly transformed into a green shadow, not only dodged the bloodthirsty sword, but also got in front of Ximen Haode.
"You are dead!"
The wooden sword went straight to Ximen Hao's throat and pierced it directly.
It's not that Ximen Hao doesn't want to hide, but he's too fast! He can't hide at all!
"Bo!"
The wooden sword pierced his throat. There was no sound of piercing flesh, but it was like it was pierced into water, so that a sword-shaped piece of flesh protruded from the back of Ximen Hao's neck.
Although it was painful to be stabbed by the opponent, Ximen Hao was not stunned by the stabbing and suddenly opened the Eye of Reincarnation.
"Whoosh!"
A five-color ray of light shot out and went straight to Nie Qingsong's eyebrows.
"Huh? Damn it!"
Nie Qingsong did not expect that his sword did not kill the opponent, but was counterattacked by the opponent.
Seeing the light coming with a strong murderous intent, he quickly turned his head to avoid it.
But suddenly I felt as if I was being stared at by a poisonous snake, my face changed again, and I instantly jumped into the air.
The bloodthirsty sword was chasing after him, with streaks of cyan lightning on it, making his body numb.
"Heavenly Sword!"
Ximen Hao took the opportunity to change his tactics, and the bloodthirsty sword disappeared and reappeared on top of Nie Qingsong's head.
"I see!"
Nie Qingsong suddenly raised the wooden sword in his hand and blocked the bloodthirsty sword with a "dang" sound.
Then the body turned into a blue light and shadow in the air and appeared in the sky outside the ring.
The cage has not appeared since the time with the white-haired girl.
"stop!"
Nie Qingsong suddenly reached out to stop him, and Ximen Hao, who was about to attack with the Tianji Umbrella, stopped.
I touched my neck, it was wet and sticky, and there was a cut.
"What? Did you recognize it?"
Ximen Hao seemed to understand what Nie Qingsong meant, and he also understood that his Bagua Sword Technique could not be hidden from ancient sword cultivators!
"You...who are you, the ancestor of Yin and Yang?"
Nie Qingsong asked.
"I don't know you!"
Of course, Ximen Hao didn't know Yin Yang Ancestor, he just learned his sword skills.
"Then how come you know Bagua Sword Art?"
Nie Qingsong asked again.
"Hey! Want to know? I'll tell you if I win!"
Ximen Hao grinned and was too lazy to explain to the other party.
"Bagua Sword Technique? The sword technique of the top ten sword cultivators in ancient times and the fifth ranked ancestor of Yin and Yang?"
Qin Lan looked at Xuewu and Xiaoyaozi. As a sword cultivator, of course you must know those famous sword cultivators!
"Hehe! Isn't my apprentice great?"
Xue Wu smiled proudly.
"He's a lucky kid."
Xiaoyaozi sighed again.
First, the "Spirit-Absorbing Demon Art" ranked sixth among the top ten old demons in ancient times, and then the "Bagua Sword Art" ranked fifth among the top ten swordsmen in ancient times. It must be said that he is an extremely lucky person!
Although one is ranked fifth and the other is ranked sixth, how many are there in the top ten of ancient times? They even got two at once!
"No wonder the sword technique is so powerful, you are such a lucky man!"
Qin Lan was also envious.
"Hahaha……"
Nie Qingsong suddenly laughed, his body instantly lit up with a dazzling blue light, and the wooden sword in his hand trembled violently.
Ximen Hao moved his palm, aiming at Nie Qingsong, ready to attack at any time.
Suddenly, Nie Qingsong stopped laughing, and then slowly fell from the air.
Looking at Ximen Hao, he said with a strong fighting spirit:
"I didn't expect to be able to fight against the incoming Bagua Sword Jue today! It's really worth being imprisoned here for more than 20,000 years. It's worth it! Boy! I won't bully you, and I won't fly anymore! Only in this way can I be worthy of the Bagua Sword Jue! Hahaha
!The fifth-ranked sword art! I want my "Qingmang Sword Art" to be promoted to fifth place! Die!"
"brush!"
Nie Qingsong disappeared instantly, faster than he had gone down!
Ximen Hao had been prepared for a long time. He disappeared in a flash of blood and used the blood escape technique.
"What an escape!"
Nie Qingsong's voice came from nowhere because he couldn't see the other party's figure at all.
But Ximen Hao had sharp ears and followed the sound and struck.
"Bang!"
A red cannonball hit the air, then exploded in the air, exploding Nie Qingsong!
"Boy! Where's the sword fight we agreed on?"
Nie Qingsong glanced at the wound on his chest and sounded annoyed.
"Ha! Are you stupid? Master Hao is just a top-grade virtual spirit, and he is simply competing with you in sword competition? Has Master Hao's head been beaten?"
Ximen Hao looked at Nie Qingsong amusedly, wondering if this man had been imprisoned stupidly.
"I……"
Nie Qingsong was speechless because what Ximen Hao said made so much sense!
"Really? So! Watch the trick!"
"Bang bang bang..."
Ximen Hao activated his Tianji Umbrella repeatedly, firing out spiritual cannonballs that flew towards Nie Qingsong overwhelmingly.
"Damn! I'm angry!"
Nie Qingsong cursed angrily and dodged the shells in a few flashes on the ring.
Then he waved his hand and used the wooden sword, and fired a series of hand-fighting moves!
"Qingmang Sword Technique!"
"Qiang!!!"
The wooden sword made a loud sword sound in the air, and then instantly lit up with a blue light, like steel needles.
"kill!"
"Whoosh whoosh whoosh..."
All the cyan light suddenly shot out and flew towards Ximen Hao as if he had eyes.
Ximen Hao quickly opened the Tianji Umbrella, and suddenly the Tianji Umbrella seemed to be hit by countless arrows, releasing a series of sounds of gold and iron!
And this was just the beginning. There were actually many green lights that bypassed the Tianji Umbrella and shot towards Ximen Hao in three directions: left, right, and back.
"Puff puff puff..."
Green awns stabbed into Ximen Hao's body. (To be continued)