armyinform Chapter 175
Chapter 175
Chapter 175
Senior Brother Qi five years ago should have been Qi Lianwu, but now five years later, he is already the second-level master of Concentrating Spirit Realm, presumably Senior Brother Gao in Shushan is no worse!
Murong Xingyun was not pretentious either, he turned around and landed, a black gold long sword fell down, standing in the center of the ring, surrounded by a layer of water curtain, moving with the waves!
"The sword's name is Black Water, and it's a mid-level earth-level sword!"
"Good sword!"
Li Fuchen sighed in admiration.It is indeed a good sword. At this level, low-grade low-grade treasures can be seen everywhere. Warriors who have reached the state of concentration will find one. Otherwise, ordinary treasures cannot withstand the strong true energy of the state of concentration!
Even some enlightened martial artists, such as some core disciples of the sect, will reward some earth-level low-grade treasures!
Such as Gao Lingfeng and others!
However, the value of a prefecture-level middle-grade treasure is far higher than that of a prefecture-level low-grade treasure!Seeing this precious sword, the elders of the Changliu sect behind Liu Wuchen were all envious!
Li Fuchen was not slow at all, a blue light flashed in his cuffs, and a three-foot green sword landed on the ring, facing the Heishui sword far away, each on one side!
"The sword's name is Qinglong, and it's a mid-level prefecture-level sword!"
The sword enters the ring, and cold light suddenly appears around!
Shhh!
Another earth-level middle-grade treasure, everyone gasped, and had to admit that the top sect was rich and powerful, and many people who shot just now, like Zhu Xingchen and Yan Jianxin, were just ordinary earth-level low-grade swords!
It is even more admirable for the strength of the top sect, and more than one disciple of the sect has broken through the state of concentration!
"Good sword!"
Murong Xingyun also nodded!
The two swords have their own merits. Liu Wuchen glanced at the sword and sighed at the foundation of the top sect. If his blood-drinking sword hadn't absorbed the blood of the alien race in the Divine Burial Space, it would probably be a bit inferior to the Black Water Azure Dragon. But Liu Wuchen is not envious at all, his blood-drinking sword faintly has room to grow, although the blood of enlightened warriors can no longer satisfy it!
One sword shines with cold light!
The black water and blue dragon came out of the abyss!
clang clang...
The strength of the two is equal, and they are both in the early stage of the first stage of Concentration Realm!But in the blink of an eye, no less than ten moves have been crossed!
Needless to say, Murong Xingyun had a black water sword in his hand and used the ordinary long-style introductory mountain and river swordsmanship, but the high-grade yellow-level swordsmanship in his hands was no less powerful than some low-grade earth-level swordsmanship.
Striking skills, strength of sending and receiving, any factor can affect the power of swordsmanship.
I saw Murong Xingyun clasping the sword with two fingers, stroking the blade with the index finger of his left hand, a flash of splendor flashed across, Jian Sui's heart was moved, and his elegant figure immediately attracted cheers from the disciples of Changliu.
"Take the sword!"
"Good come!"
With a wave of Li Fuchen's sleeve, the Azure Dragon Sword shot out like a green dragon in his sleeve.
Keng~
The swords of the same grade collided together, emitting bursts of lingering sound, which lingered in the ears of everyone. Only Murong Xingyun and Li Fuchen knew that no one kept their hands from this sword. Naturally, how much sword energy can withstand the opponent difficulty.
In an instant, the ring was filled with sword aura, which made the disciples of the long school onlookers and the second-rate sect sitting in the lower place tremble with fear. It can be said that the sword aura alone is enough to kill most enlightened warriors!
puff!
The black water and green dragons tore apart a piece of air, Murong Xingyun and Li Fuchen turned sideways at the same time like teammates in tacit cooperation, the two sword qi passed by at the same time, and in an instant, the two fought together again!
"Shushan has a long history and has always been evenly matched. For nearly 30 years, we have not had a winner!"
Nangong Ying brushed her bare chin, sighing!
"Xing Yun's talent is obvious to all, but... Li Fuchen is not easy!"
It was rare for Zheng Shan not to refute Nangong Ying once.
"The young people of Shushan's generation are all very talented. It's really not easy. Zhu Xingchen is the grandson of Zhu Huorong, the elder of Shushan. This Li Fuchen is said to be a disciple of the head Li Changtian's family..."
Ying Xuanji didn't open his eyes. For a talisman formation master of his level, it's easier to see without opening his eyes than with open eyes!
Sighing slightly, Ying Xuanji didn't finish, because compared to Shushan, none of the high-level juniors of the Changliu School has vented his anger so far. The only Tang Yubing is good, but he is not as good as Zhu Xingchen and others!
"Brother Li has great swordsmanship, but if he doesn't know how to use his true strength, I'm afraid it will be difficult for you and me to win or lose!"
"Twilight is late!"
Murong Xingyun flicked the black water sword, and the sword light flashed in his eyes, this was his sword intent—the dusk sword intent!
"As it should be!"
Li Fuchen's Azure Dragon Sword revealed a cyan light!
"One sword is eternal!"
Bang!
The two of them took five steps together. At this time, the competition was all swordsmanship!Dusk Sword Intent vs Immortal Sword Intent!
Another two sword intents approaching the extreme opposite!
The setting sun and dusk brought a touch of yellow afterglow, and a desolate aura oppressed him for several meters around him!
In this extremely desolate atmosphere, there is an endless aura of life, constantly devouring each other with the Dusk Sword Intent!
"Elder Xie, can Senior Brother Li win?"
Zhu Xingchen asked nervously, watching Murong Xingyun's battle with Li Fuchen, he was even more nervous than when he was fighting with Yan Jianxin!
Xie Xiaofeng, the great elder of the Shushan Sword Sect, was an old man in his sixties, with extremely shrewd eyes, he glanced at the two people in the field.
"Difficult! It's hard to win, and it's hard to lose!"
As the Great Elder, this is not the first time for Xie Xiaofeng to watch such a game. There has been no real winner between the two sides in decades!
"Senior brother Li, let's make the last strike!"
Murong Xingyun secretly charged his sword, and asked.
"Right on my mind!"
Li Fuchen glanced at the darkening sky, turned the Qinglong Sword, and restrained his momentum with all his strength.
"It's time to decide the outcome!"
At this moment, everyone held their breath, and the atmosphere in the audience was solemn!
Li Fuchen jumped up first, soaring straight into the sky, a powerful aura surged from his body, and the eyes looking at Murong Xingyun gradually turned cold!
"Flying Immortals in the Sky!"
Although the momentum is different, it is not difficult for the people present to identify it!Zhu Xingchen in the direction of Shushan looked at Li Fuchen carefully. He also cultivated the Flying Immortal, but there was a gap between him and Li Fuchen. This is the time to study!
"The sunset is late!"
Murong Xingyun took a step, and the scorching sun on the Black Water Sword gradually dimmed... A group of Changliu disciples exclaimed, it was obviously the first time they saw Murong Xingyun attack with all his strength!
Keng!
The arena seemed to tremble, and the wanton green and yellow sword energy blocked most people's vision!
The sword light faded away, and the two had separated, as if sympathetic to each other, and laughed at the same time!
"Haha! It seems that this time, there will be no winner!"
"Alright! I look forward to fighting again in five years!"
People from Changliu and Shushan let out a long sigh of relief at the same time. This result is undoubtedly the best!But there are also people who don't think so!
"I didn't try my best, it's too boring!"
Yan Jianxin curled his lips and closed his eyes boredly!
The fellow next door didn't answer the call!
A big battle ends...
"Everyone has come from afar, tonight Baidi Mountain invites you to a banquet, and I hope to show you face!"
Finally, Nangong Ying cupped her hands and said.
"sure!"
(End of this chapter)