A smile appeared on the corner of Pei Qing's mouth, his Great Ming Suzaku trembled slightly, the sword energy spurted out, gathered at the edge of the sword, and then slashed out with the sword.
This sword looks very ordinary and mediocre.
But it gives people a feeling of inescapability. This is a kind of helplessness. Even if you want to hide, you find that you can't escape at all.
Facing this sword, Xie Xiaofeng's face became more serious, and the aura on his body became more condensed. The Jiuge Sword in his hand seemed to be one with him, integrating into a part of his body.
Xie Xiaofeng's body started to move.
As he stepped forward, the sword energy spurted out, which interacted with the Nine Songs Sword in his hand, making his whole body full of spirituality, like a sword out of his body.
He swept away with his sword.
Before the sword arrived, the sword energy rushed towards him first.
The sword energy was sharp, making Pei Qing's gown flutter, but it did not affect his movements at all. The Ming Suzaku in his hand was slowly raised, and a stream of light appeared on the sword's edge, and the sword energy became stronger.
"Boom!"
The swords clashed.
A violent vibration was heard, and the two of them retreated at the same time, more than ten meters at a time.
Xie Xiaofeng staggered and held Jiu Ge tightly. The tiger's mouth cracked and dripped with red blood. He looked at Pei Qing with more intense eyes. He knew that the threshold that he could not touch for a long time was going to be broken today.
"Both of these two are so strong!"
"Xie Xiaofeng's swordsmanship is more powerful than we imagined."
"This guy is really a monster!"
"As expected, even the end of the top ten sword masters is not something we can spy on."
"I finally understand why Tianji Pavilion only has the top ten sword masters."
The surrounding warriors were talking a lot. Facing the battle between the two, both Pei Qing and Xie Xiaofeng were beyond their reach and could only sigh.
At the same time, Pei Qing stood up from the ground, the sword in his hand burst out with dazzling sword light. He kicked off his legs, and his whole body bounced up, like an arrow shooting out of the string. The Ming Suzaku Sword in his hand swayed with sword energy all over the sky, like the Milky Way. droop.
Xie Xiaofeng moved his body, his figure was erratic, and he narrowly avoided these sword energies every time, making everyone watch with fear, fearing that Xie Xiaofeng would lose too early.
"Uh-huh!"
Pei Qing bullied himself and advanced with the sword. Xie Xiaofeng stamped his feet on the ground and leaned back, narrowly avoiding Pei Qing's sword, and then stabbed out with his backhand.
"Zheng!"
The Nine Song Sword and the Ming Dynasty Vermilion Bird Sword collided together, creating brilliant sparks and sparks sputtering.
Both of them were forced to step back several meters.
The next moment, Pei Qing came to kill him again, holding the Ming Dynasty Vermillion Bird Sword and slashing through the air like a tornado.
Xie Xiaofeng's Jiuge Sword pointed at the void, drawing out the afterimages.
The people around were dumbfounded. They didn't expect that the two people would fight like this.
This was a swordsmanship they had never seen before. It was so exquisite that it was hard to tell the difference. They were completely immersed in the sword fight between Pei Qing and Xie Xiaofeng.
"Look, their sword moves are getting faster and faster!"
"Yes, Jian Shou is extraordinary. Is he already at the level of a top master?"
"No wonder Pei Qing dared to ask the Sword Demon Sect. It is rumored that he borrowed Luoyang Mancheng Sword to knock on the Sword Demon Sect. Is it true?"
"With Mancheng Sword, the last time such a feat was achieved was by Li Chungang. His swordsmanship has reached such an extent. It's really surprising!"
"Their attack was so fierce that I couldn't see clearly. I could only judge based on my first sleep."
"Which one of them do you think will win?"
The crowd exclaimed, everyone's eyes widened as they watched the sword moves of the two peerless swordsmen.
Xie Xiaofeng and Pei Qing's swords were so fast that they had forgotten to defend or even dodge. They only had one thought left, which was to defeat each other.
The speed of both of them reached its peak, and their movements were almost impossible to catch with the naked eye.
"boom……"
Another explosion sounded, and the two swords collided together, and a terrifying wave swept out. The crowd watching was overturned by the terrifying pressure, and stepped back again and again, with horrified expressions on their faces.
At the same time, Xie Xiaofeng and Pei Qing retreated at the same time, taking three long steps to stabilize their bodies.
"Your swordsmanship is pretty good." Pei Qing said lightly, "It's a pity that you haven't taken that step yet."
"What about you? Have you taken that step?"
Xie Xiaofeng looked calm and graceful. Although he was injured, he still stood. His eyes were as bright as stars, shining with confidence and determination.
"Only a little bit!"
Pei Qing's tone was indifferent. He took a step forward, the sword clanked, and the Ming Suzaku in his hand burst out with endless sword light, as if it was about to split the void. With a flick of his wrist, the sword light poured out like rain, overwhelmingly towards Xie Xiaofeng.
Xie Xiaofeng raised his eyelids slightly and raised his voice. In an instant, a vast sword energy surged out and turned into a huge barrier in front of him, blocking the sky full of sword energy.
The next second, Xie Xiaofeng took the initiative to greet him, holding Jiu Ge. His eyes were cold and ruthless. Jiu Ge drew a strange arc and was in front of Pei Qing in an instant.
This sword moves with the wind, like clouds and flowing water, soft and gentle, but it also contains endless killing power, making it difficult for people to guard against it.
Pei Qing's brows furrowed slightly. He stepped forward and retreated, but he still did not escape the scope of Xie Xiaofeng's sword move. Jiu Ge turned into an afterimage and followed him.
The expression on his face became much more serious. Xie Xiaofeng's sword became faster and faster, and his sword skills became more mysterious. Every sword move seemed to have a deep meaning, but he didn't know what kind of sword skills it was.
The sword light was bright, and the Jiu Ge in Xie Xiaofeng's hand was swung so tightly that it didn't give Pei Qing the slightest chance to breathe. The sword kept sharpening, as if it was endless, and the sword light spread in all directions and penetrated every hole.
Suddenly, Xie Xiaofeng stopped attacking. He restrained his aura, looked at Pei Qing, and asked, "Brother Pei, do you think Ximen Chuixue is better, or am I?"
Pei Qing looked calm and responded calmly: "Only a little bit!"
Another sentence of "only a little bit" made Xie Xiaofeng's lips curl into a smile. His eyes became more and more dazzling, and the sword in his hand began to tremble. He stared at Pei Qing and said: "Since it's only a little bit worse, then Brother Pei Do you think I can beat you today?"
Pei Qing's eyes narrowed slightly and he said, "You are very confident."
Xie Xiaofeng smiled calmly and said: "I am a swordsman, and I must have confidence in the sword in my hand."
As soon as he finished speaking, the sword in Xie Xiaofeng's hand suddenly surged. He was exuding sharp sword energy, as thick as a mountain. He slashed down with the sword, the void trembled, and the sword energy roared out.
Xie Xiaofeng changed at this moment.
If Xie Xiaofeng's sword was just elegant before, then Xie Xiaofeng's current sword is like a sharp sword drawn out of its sheath, domineering and fierce. Before the sword arrives, the sharp sword force has already hit his face.
"Brother Pei, please give me some advice!"
"Clang!"
The sound of sword chants continued, Xie Xiaofeng struck one sword after another, and the sword light ravaged the sky, flying wildly.
"Boom!"
The terrifying air wave spread wildly, surrounding buildings were destroyed, and sawdust flew everywhere. All the low-level knights watching the battle couldn't bear the aftermath of the sword energy, and were blown away, vomiting blood.
"It's so scary. Just the aftermath of the battle has caused such horrific destructive power. How terrifying it would be if it were on the battlefield." Some people couldn't help but swallowed, secretly shocked in their hearts.
Xie Xiaofeng's sword became faster and faster, and the sword moves were continuous, wave after wave, leaving no gaps. Every time he swung, he was accompanied by the whistling sound of sword energy, intertwining vertically and horizontally, turning into a huge sword net and slashing towards the direction. Pei Qing.
Facing this blow, Pei Qing looked unfazed, and even felt a little excited. His robes were bulging, and his long hair was flying, like a peerless swordsman coming to the dust.
"Buzz buzz!"
The Ming Dynasty Vermillion Bird Sword buzzed, blooming with thousands of sword lights, illuminating the entire space. At this moment, Pei Qing's entire body was covered by the sword light, and he seemed to have turned into an unsheathed sword.
Pei Qing's body was suspended in the air, and the Ming Dynasty Vermillion Bird Sword in his hand was also floating in the air. Facing Xie Xiaofeng's almost perfect sword, he murmured softly: "Here comes the sword!"
Suddenly, there were bursts of sword sounds, and the entire Shenjian Villa began to shake.
"what happened?"
Everyone looked up at Western Zhou Dynasty and felt that the Shenjian Villa was filled with wisps of sharp aura, like countless swords roaring in unison.
"call out!"
"call out!"
"call out!"
One after another, sharp swords burst out of the sky from inside the Divine Sword Villa. They rushed into the void and gathered together in mid-air, forming a huge torrent of sword energy that covered the sky.
At this moment, there was silence both inside and outside the Divine Sword Villa. Everyone stared dumbfounded at the majestic torrent of sword energy in the void. They were speechless for a long time. They felt a suffocating sense of oppression from this sword.
