ultimate dark villain

() "The winner or loser is determined by emotions! Try another move! Ask the sword three ways!" With a loud smile, his fighting spirit slowly rose. Gu Yue held the long sword in his hand and made a unique move.

The three forms of asking the sword, the long sword is swung freely, and a little bit of cold light pours out, just like the stars in the nine heavens, as mysterious and dazzling.

The piercing sword intent slowly rose from Gu Yue's body, pressing towards the peerless swordsman holding the silver sword.

"Ha, good time, Yinhun Yueli!" Laughing loudly, facing Gu Yue's powerful move, Yin Yue smiled instead of being startled, and the silver long sword in his hand turned into afterimages, densely covering the surroundings, Just like the waning moon in the sky at night, its beauty is shocking and life-threatening.

Extreme move against extreme move, the atmosphere is tense.

The surge of air currents, the confusion of dust.

In an instant, the two of them shouted together, their figures were like thunder and lightning, so fast that it was hard to see clearly, only two afterimages could be seen intersecting continuously in their eyes, and only the clashing sound could be heard in their ears.

The figures parted again, only to see drops of blood on the ground, and both sides were injured at the same time.

"Good swordsmanship! You are the first opponent in 20 years that Wenjian Guyue finds difficult." Turning slowly, Wenjian Guyue said in a deep voice.

"So do I!" Yin Yuehun said with a slight nod.

They are also the first-class swordsmen in the world. After fighting, the two feel the same feeling in their hearts.

"The last move will be the winner!" Yin Yuehun said holding the sword.

"As you wish!" Gently nodding, Asking Sword Gu Yue agreed.

The last move, the last sword, strong against strong, win or lose.

The atmosphere became more and more solemn, only the sound of the waves outside, and the gentle breathing and heartbeat of everyone present were left.

Looking directly at each other, the two silently adjusted their states, hoping to raise their jing, qi, spirit, and momentum to the best state in the last strike.

As the time passed, the sword intent on the two of them gradually increased.

The imposing collision in the air made the sound of thunder, and the collision of sword intents set off waves of wind and waves.

"Silver seals the soul, return to the underworld!" With a deep shout, Yinyue soul launched the ultimate move that is sure to win, opened and closed, suddenly the world was dark, and the scene of the underworld seemed to appear in front of his eyes. I can't help being terrified.

"What a powerful sword technique!" Feeling the opponent's powerful sword, Wen Jian Gu Yue was secretly shocked in her heart, but followed by a growing fighting spirit, the long sword lightly raised, and a shout stimulated the energy in her body: " Ask the sword to find the way!"

While lamenting the opponent's deep foundation and superb swordsmanship, Gu Yue, who asked the sword, activated the energy of his whole body, turning the long sword into wind and thunder, and the wind and thunder suddenly merged into the sword, bending his arms, cleverly borrowing strength, and the sword became more and more fierce.

There was a clang, the figures scattered, the wind stopped, the sound stopped, the ground under the two people's feet suddenly cracked, and then a burst of dust burst out, setting off a cloud of dust.

Afterwards, there was a long silence in the confusion, until the confusion settled.

Yin Yuehun took a deep breath and sighed, then his face turned red, and a touch of vermilion overflowed from his mouth.

"I, lost!"

"Accepted!"

Excessive energy wasted, and her complexion was also pale. Asking Sword Gu Yue looked back and nodded slightly.

"Hold your breath and concentrate!" Qinglu suddenly moved, and suddenly came to Yinyuehun's side, said in a low voice, put his right hand on Yinyuehun's back, and sipped in a low voice, suddenly bursting with energy, strong energy, endless It poured into Yin Yuehun's body to repair the damage of its foundation.

After a while, Qinglu took a long breath and said to Yinyuehun: "I have already healed the wounds you have suffered on your foundation, and you have to take care of the rest of the internal injuries. Take it!" After saying that, he took out another cheat book from his pocket.

"Thank you!" He nodded his thanks lightly, without being pretentious, took the cheat book Yinyuehun and put it in his arms, and then came to Jin Buhuan's side.

"Is the injury okay?" Jin Buhuan asked with concern.

"It's okay, just cultivate for a few days, the next battle will be you, brother, be careful!" Shaking his head lightly, Yin Yuehun said.

"En!" Nodding his head, Jin Buhuan gave a light grace.

"The third match between Jin Buhuan and Unsolved Sword."

"Offended!" Slightly forehead, puzzled sword holding a long sword, wearing a man's gown, silver-white hair fluttering in the wind.

"I'm asking for advice!" Facing the incomprehensible sword, Jin Buhuan was even more dignified.

The strength of the Qinghai Sword Hall is unfathomable. If you don't understand the sword as a full-time professional in the sword hall, you can imagine that its swordsmanship and cultivation base must be first-class existence.

The quiet and peaceful scene was gradually approaching the dim sky of the setting sun. The two held long swords in their hands, and their aura slowly rose.

"Drink!" Puzzled Jian drank awe-inspiringly, his body moved instantly, and he swung the long sword, and the sword light flew down, like a rainbow that shook the sky, so fast that it was unpredictable, and so fast that it was hard to guard against.

The wind of sword hit his face, piercingly cold, Jin Buhuan didn't panic, secretly raised the energy in his body, turned back with a sword, and the majestic sword energy surged out.

"Ah!" He couldn't stop, the sword was shattered, and the unresolved sword was a little closer.

"Is this the only kung fu you can do?" At the moment of advancing, Pujiejian uttered his voice at the same time to interfere with his words, psychological warfare, and even a slight flaw in a master duel will lead to the winner or loser. Not a rare case.

Facing Pujiejian's verbal interference, Jin Buhuan let out a deep drink: "I am surprised by your ignorance! Drink!"

He was not disturbed at all, but it was reasonable, if he could be distracted so easily, then Jin Buhuan would die many times.

With a deep shout, the sword light protruded.

The sword qi is startling, the wind and sand are surging, the undercurrent is turbulent, the sword light turns back and forth, and the sword qi confronts the sword qi, just like two tigers fighting in the mountains.

There was a clanging sound of gold and iron colliding, and a little bit of sparks splashed out from the interlaced swords.

The figure was staggered again, and Jin Buhuan yelled again, the long sword in his hand seemed to have been wandering for nine days, seemingly unreal and elusive.

"Venus is shining brightly!"

"There is no solution to the sword confusion!"

The sword intent is getting higher and higher, and the energy is getting more and more violent.

The sword strokes resumed, and there was a resounding clash in the air.

The Puzzled Sword felt a sudden force from his right hand, the tiger's mouth burst open, and blood dripped instantly. At the same time, he thought to himself: "As expected of a famous sword master in the monastic world, his swordsmanship is extraordinary, but don't underestimate the power of Puzzled Sword." . '

"You lost!" Jin Buhuan turned around and let out a deep shout.

"Huh? Even though he made half a move, why did he ever fail!" Pujie Jian frowned slightly, and asked in a deep voice.

There is no answer, and the energy in the body is stimulated. The last sword, the sword that declares the opponent's failure, Jin Buhuan will make another ultimate move.

"Jinfeng Xiaoyue is unstoppable, the wind sends waves to meet the gate of hell! The last move, drink!" Jin Buhuan held the long sword in his hand, and suddenly the golden light appeared, as dazzling and dazzling as the sun slowly rising at the dawn of dawn.

"There is no solution to the sword confusion, the sky is thousands of miles!" In the midst of the battle, he felt the opponent's extreme moves were terrifying, and he was puzzled by the solemn face of the sword. Holding the long sword in his hand, he immediately released extreme moves at the same time.

With a sword in the sky, the purple light shines thousands of miles away.

The figure was wrong.

There was a clang.

When he didn't get his wish, the sword fell to his knees.

Facing his back, Jin Buhuan stood on the spot, kneeling on one knee in puzzlement.

"I, I'm defeated, wow!" After Pujiejian said, a mouthful of blood sprayed out.

"Concentrate and hold your breath!" At the same time, Qinglu suddenly appeared behind Pujiejian, put his right palm on it, and said in a concentrated voice.

After a while, Bujiejian stood up slowly, and thanked Qinglu: "Thank you, hall master!" (To be continued.)