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The two guys don't seem to be competing at all, they are clearly trying their best!

Men are really unreasonable!

Chapter 278 Retaliate With His Way

Mo Xiufeng, who received the news one step later, hurried to Guanfengyuan. On the way, he met He Guangjun and Zhang Wenfeng who were one behind the other. They both kept their eyes fixed on each other and walked in silence. They were already building up their fighting spirit. There will be a big fight at any time.

He turned his head and glared fiercely at the sneering contemplation,?This kid is too bad, and he is afraid that the world will not be chaotic.

He didn't see his junior sister coming out, so he guessed that Yun Qiuhe had gone to thank the guardian.

Of these two young heroes, one is famous and the other is very good at swordsmanship, neither of them are easy to match. Mo Xiufeng thinks that he is not strong enough to be a notary for the two to compete,?It must be taken care of by Xie Hufa, who is a free environment,?There will be no unmanageable scenes.

The last time Zhang Guanzhu came to Zhoucheng, he did not let the two of them meet without telling He Guangjun.

The two guys are dry firewood meeting fire, the needle point is facing the wheat awn.

It would be a good thing to meet, last year in Xiling County Daolu Branch, he was "forced" to be a notary, at that time Guanzhu Zhang was able to compete with He Guangjun who suppressed his cultivation level, although the defeat was an honor.

Zongmen paid more and more attention to the concept of fairy spirits, and he couldn't think of a good way when he was in a hurry.

He couldn't even do the rules and regulations for the two of them to agree to discuss each other.

They could only go west with the two of them. To the west of the Daolu branch in Zhoucheng was an open space, with obvious repair marks left over from many battles.

He Guangjun walked to the middle of the open space, took out a handful of spirit stones from his cuff, and stuffed them into the stone holes on the ground.

Mo Xiufeng and Shen Si stopped at the edge of the open space, watching a wave of white transparent light rise up, enveloping a [-]-meter circular field, Mo Xiufeng looked back, the junior sister and Xie Hufa hadn't arrived yet.

The two people inside drew their swords with a swipe,?Unreasonable hedging to launch an attack is almost the same number of ways.

The fight was extremely intense, right?There is no temptation or nonsense, and even the etiquette of sparring is omitted.

Go all out and fight for your life like an enemy or an enemy.

Seeing the fierce collision of sword lights, the splash of sword energy, and the two entangled figures coming out of the sword, his pensive face paled, and he was also a little worried. This kind of sparring seems to be different from the sparring he thought, and he won't kill one of them, right? ?

He knew that his senior brother He Guangjun was very strong, and he was recognized as the most powerful monk in the gradual decline in the sect of Dengtianlou. With a silver sword, he challenged the masters of the gradual decline in the sects of the western and southern states, and he had not met an opponent yet. .

This year, I heard that Zhang Wenfeng from Fairy Spirit Temple defeated a gold-swallowing gorilla demon in Broken Moon Demon Forest, and was touted as the No. 1 in Da'an Chao Zizai. He almost laughed angrily. Is the current "No. 1" so easy to be?

He suspected that it was the country spectator who boasted and boasted, and he was able to create a great momentum with three points,?Gain prestige with this, ?Then he successfully obtained the status of Keqing Supervisor of the Daolu Branch of Zhoucheng, in order for the little guy to climb up to the top,?More often than not, there is nothing to do.

He and He Guangjun mentioned it a few times intentionally or unintentionally, and encouraged Senior Brother He explicitly and secretly, so as to teach that mud-legged country bumpkin who didn't know what to do.

Now I have witnessed that Zhang Guanzhu from the countryside is so skilled in swordsmanship that he is not inferior to Senior Brother He.

It was about the honor of the sect, and he was a little worried that Senior Brother He would lose.

Yun Qiuhe flew over from a distance, watching the scene of fierce fighting in the sky and underground, feeling a little irritable.

Mo Xiufeng asked, "Did you not invite to thank the guardian?"

"He said he knew."

Yun Qiuhe said briefly that she hoped that it would be better for Xie Hufa to watch in person. Now that the sword fighting arena is restricted, they can't interfere, so they can only wait anxiously for the two inside to decide the winner.

Shen Si forced a smile and said, "Junior Sister Yun, don't worry, Senior Brother He has a sense of proportion..."

"Go away!"

Yun Qiuhe said coldly, without showing any mercy.

Now that she sees this person, she is very bored, soliciting and telling tales, jealous, she is a villain in vain, she shouldn't have any relationship with this person in pretense long ago.

Leaving the white-robed man with a red and white face standing still, Yun Qiuhe flew to the other side.

After she made up her mind, she didn't leave any leeway.

Mo Xiufeng secretly said "Happy", and flew away with his junior sister. He has long been disgusted with Shen Si's way of running to the junior sister's house every day to get entangled. thing?

The movement on the sword fighting platform alarmed the other monks in the Daolu branch.

"Look, it's a sword lunatic fighting a sword!"

"He Guangjun hasn't competed with others for a long time, let's go and watch the excitement."

"Come along!"

In the sword fighting arena shrouded in white light, the two fought each other for a full word. The muddy ground with a radius of fifty feet was full of potholes, and the transparent light barrier burst out from time to time. up in the air.

The silver sword in He Guangjun's hand was shining with dazzling light. He was extremely fast, spinning and falling in the air and on the ground.

Every stabbing and blocking with the sword is done with all your strength, and both of them are in the same sword state of "fitting with the body". No matter whether it is complicated or simple swordsmanship, they are all at their fingertips, and they have great power under the blessing of sword intent.

The brute force of Yuan Qi is not important at this time.

They all want to guide the situation in a direction that is beneficial to them, anticipate the enemy's opportunity, and create a "potential" suppression.

Finally, a shriveled smile appeared on He Guangjun's face. He first completed the seemingly back-and-forth swordsmanship layout, seized the opportunity, and shouted: "Leader!"

Countless sharp sword qi burst out from several feet nearby, weaving and intertwining towards the opponent.

The sword qi contended, making a "buzzing" sound.

His mastery of using the sword to control qi in this hand is all based on the subtle control of the sword qi and sword intent.

Every time the two swords collided, the remaining sword energy seemed to dissipate in the ground and air, but in fact he kept a trace or two of it concealed, very little became more, and it was extremely wasteful, consuming a lot of his vitality and energy.

This is a real "threading the needle" meticulous work.

It is also a unique skill that he is proud of currently mastered, and it is his understanding of "fitting with the body".

Zhang Wenfeng has a feeling of deja vu. He competed with Du Huijian, one of the Three Musketeers at the beginning of the year. Out of the Chulue sword array, strands of sword energy were released, forming a net of sword energy to encircle him, which is similar to He Guangjun's move.

There is a world of difference in power.

The sword qi inspired by Du Huijian is empty but not real, and cannot be compared with the sword qi controlled by He Guangjun.

As early as the beginning of his attack, he had cast the magical power of the "Blue Light Reflecting Curse" on himself, and there was a dark blue magic plate in his arms that could protect him at any time. The famous He Guangjun practiced his hands, and he didn't have to worry about hacking the opponent to death.

Holding the sword in both hands, he slashed vertically in the direction of He Guangjun who was retreating.

For the time being, he will not use the sword supernatural power, but will use the "opening the door and greeting guests" method that he has learned from the sword supernatural power.

When the Zaomu sword was swiped to the end, the sword energy and intent followed the momentum of the sword, and turned into a small sword shadow, "squeaking", the silver sword energy intertwined with needles and threads vibrated and tore from it.

"Thread the needle!"

Following He Guangjun's secret control, countless sword qi exploded and let out a "chirp chirping" scream.

The dense sword energy did not take an unusual path, and shot at Zhang Wenfeng who had slashed like a wasp.

The insidiousness of this move lies in its surprise. He Guangjun dodged the sword shadow attack that was almost consumed, and launched a ferocious sneak attack at the same time after being mixed with many sword qis.

Zhang Wenfeng never thought highly of He Jianke's upright character. He stomped on his feet and performed the "Nine Palace Steps" mysterious movement. To suppress the use of "Nine Palace Steps" is to wait for opportunities to arise.

A flat stab with a sword is incomparably faster!

Equally sinister and ferocious.

The two play exactly the same, including the use of opportunities to create sneak attacks.

Yun Qiuhe's face paled a little, she felt that Guanzhu Zhang had studied the book that He Guangjun entrusted to Dean Wu, and was misled by He Guangjun.

Treat the person in the same way as the person, as it should be!

Chapter 279 Sword Magic Power Confrontation

"bass!"

A black sword flew out from the sheath behind He Guangjun's back, only three feet tall, slender and sharp, flew upside down for about ten feet, and then condescendingly stabbed Zhang Wenfeng in the head, making a sharp and thin sound.

Many monks from the Daolu branch of Zhoucheng have been "discussed" by He Guangjun, whether it is Taoism or swordsmanship,?They were all lost by the sword of Madman He, who was desperate to learn from each other, and some were seriously injured. In the end, no one wanted to compete with Madzi He.

It was the first time they had seen He Guangjun unleash a black sword.

There was an uproar outside the shield of the sword fighting ring.

"Flying Sword!"

"The second sword behind Madman He's back is the flying sword!"

They finally saw a ruthless character, forcing He Guangjun to use the secret flying sword.

Immediately, some people were worried about how the brother in the cyan Taoist robe would deal with the extra flying sword out of thin air. It was the first time they had seen such a passive and formidable master He Guangjun be suppressed by his swordsmanship.

Zhang Wenfeng grasped it with his left hand, held the Bizhu sword in his palm, and challenged the flying sword that pierced straight into his face.

He is now immersed in the "quiet" state of mind,?Divided mind and dual use are like two people wielding swords separately, without any delay.

The jujube sword stabbed with his right hand is indomitable. If He Guangjun and others are in a predicament and the flying sword energy cannot be turned around in a hurry, he wants to see how He Guangjun responds to his sword?

The first move was on his side, and when He Guangjun couldn't dodge forward, left and right, he turned around a bit slower.

"铛", Bi Zhujian accurately knocked off the flying sword, and hit the flying sword to the left.

The slender flying sword suddenly "bang", turned into five flying swords of different sizes, or circled or turned around, and attacked Zhang Wenfeng again. Such an unexpected situation made Zhang Wenfeng's movements slightly stagnant.

Although he can use Zhijing to do two things at once, he is only one person after all, right?Instinctively think about how to respond.

He Guangjun, who was in charge of the flying sword attack, seized the opportunity to turn around and stab with his sword.

The best way to get rid of flat thorns,?Only flat stabs.

There is no expression on the dull face,?He strikes later and the sword arrives first, and the opportunity is instantly reversed.

The time and number of times he immersed himself in this type of flat stab far surpassed that of Zhang Wenfeng, who came from behind. His understanding of flat stab can be said to be unmatched by anyone in the world, and he has used it to perfection.

There was madness in his eyes, he didn't use the opportunity of the flat stab to suppress the opponent's flat stab, but used the opportunity to stab to the end.

It's a way of killing each other, you stab yours, and I stab mine.

Just ask whether it is accidental or not, and whether it is exciting or not.

Fighting swords is not only a competition of swordsmanship, but also flexible use of sword styles, and sometimes desperate courage.

Don't lose your momentum, risk your life!

Between life and death, sharpen your heart and sword, and seek that little breakthrough.

Zhang Wenfeng's left-handed sword is in a gorgeous and complicated "flying style", defending against the five flying swords that attack from multiple directions, and the jujube sword in his right hand stabs to the end without hesitation,?Then it is tougher than anyone else's method.

His own flying sword has not been used yet.

Yun Qiuhe outside the sword fighting ring saw two guys inside the mask, what?Red-eyed and want to exchange injuries for injuries regardless of their own safety?No, it's a life for a life, and they always hit the opponent's left chest. She stomped her foot in anger and scolded He Guangjun: "Crazy!"

Anxious in my heart, why didn't Xie Hufa show up to stop him?

Mo Xiufeng clenched his fists as he watched, his heart skipped a beat. It was a desperate act.

Everyone else held their breath. Who is the guy who dared to change his life with Madman He?

Shen Si didn't expect such a result, he was dumbfounded and his hands and feet were cold.

"Tch", the two people in the field were almost stabbed in the chest at the same time.

The so-called first opportunity is actually just a moment. In a battle between masters, the winner may be decided in a moment, but the result of changing lives can only be a loss for both sides, and no one can win.

Dazzling golden light erupted from the position of He Guangjun's sword, and under the impact of a huge force, he retreated a few steps back.

One step at a time, deep footprints, dissolving the strength of the opponent's blow.

The brilliance emanating from Zhang Wenfeng's body is very mixed, there are dark blue and bright green swirling stripes, and blue water-like waves, and the inside is pale yellow, which is not very eye-catching. Several flying swords in the air were hit one by one and flew into the distance.

Neither of them suffered a loss, and both suffered a little.

He Guangjun let out a hearty dry laugh. He was wearing the "Golden Shirt and Treasure Clothes", the inheritance treasure of the sect, and his chest hurt sharply, feeling extremely happy.

This is the real opponent. He really didn't take an opportunistic swordsman like Cen Sanlin into his eyes.

With a wave of his hand, the five flying swords flying in the air merged into one, and he put the sword back into its sheath with a swipe.

"Zhang Wenfeng, eat me again!"

He Guangjun held the sword in both hands, with the palm of his left hand against the hilt, and made a steady stab forward.

Complex runes appeared on the silver sword, and the sword intent locked the opponent. He didn't worry about the life and death of that wretched guy at all. means of comprehension.

Of course, if you don't deal with it properly, you will definitely be seriously injured.

Because of this sword, he can attack but not control, the power is unparalleled.

Zhang Wenfeng recited the scriptures silently, and his spiritual consciousness touched the scriptures in the fifth sentence of the Taoist scriptures. An invisible golden light flowed all over his body like water, weakening the opponent's locking effect. resonated.