There Is A Dragon In My Well

Click, click, click!

The dark clouds are getting bigger and bigger, and the thunder and lightning are getting denser.

The mana competition between the two became increasingly fierce.

But the discerning eye quickly saw it.

In contrast, Qi Lin's condition began to weaken.

On the other hand, Song Yu's expression did not change at all, as if he still had some energy left.

"This can't continue like this. We are both in the early stages of becoming gods, and Song Yu's magic power from Jietian Sect is obviously much deeper than mine!"

Qi Lin's expression changed slightly. He immediately spurted out a breath of vitality, quickly fired out a series of spells, and with a sudden movement of his finger, the sword formation instantly expanded.

Boom!

The sudden change caused a violent reaction.

The huge beam of light suddenly rushed out, and the dark clouds were suddenly dispersed.

Qi Lin suddenly shouted: "Come together!"

Swish, swish, swish!

The differentiated sword shadows overlapped one after another in an instant, and then the sword was slashed out, wind and thunder surged, and the front was dazzling.

Boom!

The light exploded and was extremely dazzling.

Then two figures flew out upside down.

Song Yu raised his sword finger, and the Dragon Blood Sword flew as fast as a rainbow. It flew behind him and became as big as a door panel, catching his body steadily.

Qi Lin spread out his hands, like a golden rooster standing on its own, and stepped on the long sword to make a circle, stabilizing his figure.

The two methods are equally matched.

"I didn't expect Miss Song's swordsmanship to be so good. I, Qi Lin, admire her from the bottom of my heart!"

Qi Lin's face was filled with surprise and admiration, "It seems that the master's personal teaching is indeed no better than the ordinary ones!"

"Senior Brother Qi is not bad either, let's come again!"

Song Yu's eyes were bright, and she admired the other party extremely in her heart.

"Look at the sword!"

She shouted low, and her whole body suddenly rose into the sky like a top. With a powerful kick, the Dragon Blood Sword made a roaring sound and shot towards Qi Lin.

"Well done, hahaha!"

Qi Lin also laughed loudly, spinning 360 degrees as if on a skateboard, and threw the long sword out as well.

Clang!

The two long swords collided together, sparks shot out, and then bounced back. They were caught in each hand, and then they somersaulted and jumped high in the sky. The swords came and went, clanging, clanging, and hitting fast and hard. stable!

The two of them struck fiercely, their sword energy bursting out, and they fell down while fighting.

Seeing that they were about to hit the ground, the two of them started to show off their moves. Regardless of the outcome, they all shouted low and sharply thrust their swords towards the table.

The swords of the two men suddenly curved, and then jumped up fiercely. They used the force to turn over, and while rising, they quickly shot again, with fierce moves, and the swords were directed towards the vital point!

Seeing this evenly matched scene, the people in the audience were filled with excitement and cheers.

Even the many disciples and masters of the Sword Sect looked at the battle purely from the perspective of a swordsman, exclaiming that it was exciting and full of ups and downs!

"This Qi Lin's swordsmanship talent is indeed not weak."

Chu Qiu nodded, with a hint of appreciation in his eyes.

It's a pity. If such a talent joins the Jietian Cult for training, he will definitely become another heavenly being.

The more Song Yu and Qi Lin fought, the stronger the sword intention in their hearts became. A breath of anger brewed in their hearts, and they were not unhappy.

Finally, after fighting for hundreds of moves, the two shouted loudly, flew back one after another, and took a deep breath.

"Senior Brother Qi, if we continue to fight like this, it will probably take several hours to determine the outcome. How about we decide the outcome with one move?"

Song Yu's eyes flashed with a strong fighting spirit.

"Okay, that's what I meant!"

Qi Lin laughed loudly, threw his sword suddenly, looked at Song Yu and said, "One move will determine the outcome?"

Song Yu also nodded: "One move determines the outcome!"

By now, the momentum in the two people's hearts has been brewing to the extreme, and they must explode once.

Everyone in the audience also took a deep breath, refreshed, and widened their eyes.

They rarely get to see such wonderful swordsmanship competitions.

Because of the way of the sword, the master kills!

The battle ended quickly.

It's rare for two people to be able to continue fighting for such a long time. It's a feast for the eyes and an eye-opener!

Qi Lin nodded, slowly closing his eyes, without any movement, but the long sword seemed to have become his second soul, vibrating constantly, and the sword light was spitting out wildly.

Song Yu's expression suddenly became serious, and he summoned the Dragon Blood Sword. He held the sword in his right hand, and with the index and middle fingers of his left hand, he held the blade and slowly stroked it from beginning to end. An indescribable energy was inspired from the long sword.

Everyone immediately took a deep breath, not daring to spit it out, and stared at the two of them closely, for fear of missing any details.

Even the leaders of the major sects were all paying attention, watching the two of them closely.

Suddenly, the void began to vibrate.

Qi Lin's body burst out with extremely sharp sword energy.

The long sword in Song Yu's hand shot up to the sky with blood, and dragons roared in waves.

The next second, the two of them shouted loudly, and both used their magical powers to press the bottom of the box.

When the Qi Lin Sword comes out, wind and thunder are mixed, the celestial phenomena change, wind and thunder evolve, and it has the power to change the sky and the earth.

When Song Yu's sword came out, the dragon's roar shook the sky, and the sword light was like dragon scales, overlapping and endless, forming a bridge with the power to lead to the other side of the starry sky.

These two forces met fiercely at this moment, shaking the earth and shaking the earth, five thunders struck the sky, and the dazzling light made many people unable to open their eyes.

Only those with combined Tao cultivation and light flowing in their eyes can clearly see the danger and mystery.

I saw Song Yu's sword light, layer upon layer, endless, forming a bridge, like the tracks of a tank, constantly crushing away.

Although Qi Lin didn't say anything, the power of wind and thunder was also outstanding.

But under the terrifying Cambridge, it was slightly suppressed.

This Cambridge is like the innate spiritual treasure Tai Chi diagram created in the ancient times, used to stabilize the earth, water, fire, and wind. It can stabilize and crush the art of wind and thunder.

The billowing flow of swords was endless, like chaos, causing Qi Lin's expression to change drastically. He tried his best but could not stop it.

boom!

In the end, the rolling sword flow, with the support of Tian Jie Kung, powerfully suppressed Feng Lei.

There was a loud noise and the world became clear.

The long sword flew back, Qi Lin grunted, caught the long sword, and swayed twice.

Song Yu quickly changed his sword skills, raised his hand and pointed, and the endless sword flow retracted the Dragon Blood Sword like a tide, and then flew back to Song Yu's hand with a clang.

Uh-huh!

The two figures flashed and landed on the table at the same time.

Most people in the audience were confused, wondering who won and who lost?

Song Yu's expression did not change, he smiled faintly, cupped his fists and saluted: "Senior Brother Qi's swordsmanship has already become everyone's style. One day, he will surely become a swordsman!"

"Miss Song, stop being so modest."

Qi Lin smiled bitterly and said generously: "I lost!"

"What? How is this possible?"

"How could Qi Lin lose? What happened to him?"

"Why do you talk like that?"

The disciples of the Sword Sect discussed it one after another, with expressions of dissatisfaction on their faces.

"Shut up, everyone, Qi Lin lost!"

The leader of the Sword Sect scolded him, but his face showed no trace of anger. On the contrary, it showed a trace of relief.