Soaring of Galaxia

On the 8th, when seeing Qin Wushuang's momentum as rainbow, but not afraid, the palms of the palms spread out, and a long sword shaped like autumn water was added three times forward, and three cold sword-like sword flowers pierced the void, directly through Qin Wushuang's attack wave, Chao Qin Wushuang attacked physically.

These three sword flowers are very beautiful, the angles are tricky, and the momentum is ingenious. They can even break the air flow formed by the sky whip shadow, which shows that this person has a good accomplishment in Kendo.

Qin Wushuang naturally won't be hit by these three sword flowers. The snake-shaped whip is thrown fiercely like a fierce beast. The three sword flowers are immediately swallowed up, and the air flow is rolled away and disappears completely. .

"Using a sword?" Qin Wushuang tiptoeed, swept away a few steps toward the back, closed the snake-shaped whip, hid it in his waist, suddenly reached into his back, and suddenly pulled out the Ziyang sword.

"This sword is called Ziyang. I just got here today. How about taking the sword to test your sword?" Qin Wushuang breathed a sigh of confidence, with a Ziyang sword in his hand, and only pinched a sword. Vaguely there is a grand master's temperament.

Qin Wushuang has studied numerous swords in his previous life, but in this life, although he has occasional insights, it is the first time that he has really used it against the enemy.

But this first time is not the first time for a real rookie.

One person, one sword, as if there is an ancient wish, as if destined to meet, Qin Wushuang with a sword in hand, the countless swords of previous lives suddenly came.

Countless top-level sword skills have emerged in his mind.

"Dugu Nine Swords", "Tai Chi Sword", "Dharma Sword" ... On the 8th, see Qin Wushuang so entrusted, the sword that was won today dare to use it to fight him, but he was irritated, but Since the beginning of the war, the opponent has completely taken the initiative in momentum.

At this time, the opponent did not chase after the situation and actually changed the weapon midway. This was a good thing for him. Now sneer: "The sword that is coming today is used to confront the enemy. Your self-confidence is not ordinary. Strong. "

"Haha, it's not that I have strong confidence, but that my opponent is too weak."

Qin Wushuang laughed, and suddenly a sword stabbed. This sword is flat and flat, at best it can be regarded as satisfactory, and there is no kendo accomplishment at all.

But it was this shabby sword that surprised the eighth. The airflow stabbed by the sword's tip was like a rolling wave of heat, and before he was approaching, he felt an unbearable heat.

This sword, but Qin Wushuang's tentative test of the surname, coincides with the mood of "no move wins and has a move", seemingly no move, in fact, behind the sword, there are countless possibilities for change.

If the other party picks up this trick, then the tricks will come one after another, making him overwhelmed and unable to get out.

However, the No. 8 was very keen. He saw that Qin Wushuang's sword was completely irregular, and he knew nothing about fraud. He did not take it at all, but took a few steps back. The sword flew up, like a dragon, and quickly flew over to Qin Wushuang. The sky was violently turbulent, he speared out the sword sword again and again, and greeted the main part of Qin Wushuang.

"Humph!"

No. 8 snorted, and every time he stabbed a sword, he never stopped, saying, "I have defeated no less than ten congenital swords, and you are no exception!"

Then, his body flickered, and he didn't stop for a moment. In line with the body style, the sword was extremely fast and shot fast, almost making it impossible for onlookers to see his speed.

Qin Wushuang looked at his situation and knew that he intended to win with speed and win with a fast sword!

"Than speed?" Qin Wushuang smiled inwardly. "From the debut, to speed, who have I lost to? This guy seems to be proud of speed, so I will defeat him in speed!"

Qin Wushuang is not indifferent. Ziyang Sword is in his hand. He is not in a hurry to attack, but keeps following the circle of No. 8. Follow the opponent's attack, constantly changing steps.

"Lingyun Xianbu" doesn't look very amazing in absolute speed. He is full of weirdness in small-scale movements and changes.

This weirdness makes Qin Wushuang look ghostly in speed, which is totally unpredictable. As a result, the audience watching the battle was naturally amazed.

Sword number eight is fast, but number six is ​​faster. Not only fast, but also weird, they couldn't predict where he would go next.

"But this guy, where did the geek come from?" Eighth attacked for a moment, and his heart was a little anxious. He had previously dealt with many innate disciples, but he had never encountered such a difficult one like this one of.

At the time of the attack, it was like a mad tiger and it was amazing. During the defense, there was no leakage, and no empty space was found at all.

Such a master should be famous among the younger generation of Xingluodian, but why hasn't he heard of it beforehand, and Xingluodian is another such evil character?

Could it be said that this guy is an innate disciple who has only recently emerged?

On the outside of the camp, Wei Yi's face was still dull, but in his heart, he was obviously better than before. He really didn't expect that this newly emerged young teacher and brother turned out to be so old, no matter whether he was physically fit or had experience in battle, he didn't look like a novice at all. I didn't see any tenderness at all, and some were just old-fashioned, with a light weight.

"Brother Wei." Zhou Fu's voice suddenly sounded.

"Sister Zhou, are there any other sisters feeling?" Wei Yi asked with a smile.

"Little girl wants to take back the earlier sentence." Zhou Fu frowned, with a slightly happy smile.

"Oh? Sister Zhou said a lot of words today, but I don't know which one?

"It was the one who was out there before, about who the champion will fall into. I said Brother Wei had foresight." Zhou Fu chuckled with a smile.

"Uh?" Wei Yi laughed abruptly. "Mr. Zhou, Sister Zhou, have a new understanding?"

"I believe Brother Wei also saw it. The eighth will undoubtedly be defeated." Zhou Fu said here, deliberately paused, staring at Wei Yi with a pair of eyes, as if to watch him listen to this expression.

Wei Yi smiled slightly: "Confrontational battles are changing rapidly. I'm afraid it's hard to make a conclusion at this time?"

In fact, why didn't Wei Yi see the situation of No. 8? It seems that he is indeed attacking and taking the initiative. But there was obviously no flaw in the opponent's body. If it is consumed in this way, the offensive side will not succeed for a long time. If you can't suppress the impetuous mentality, Jianyi will inevitably lose the charter and enter for the opponent!

Zhou Fu's vision can naturally see this. Regardless of Wei Yi's skill or vision, Wei Yi is better than Zhou Fu, naturally it is impossible to see.

Sure enough, the eighth can't be attacked for a long time, the mentality has changed slightly, and the spiritual power has been urged again. Once in a gown, all of a sudden, the body style has changed.

The speed even accelerated again. For a time, the crowds of people on the platform constantly imitated rows of residual images, as if in an instant, the eighth gave birth to dozens of hundreds of avatars, and greeted Qin Wushuang constantly.

Jian Guang was vertical and horizontal.

At this point, everyone was already holding their breath under the ring, they knew that the battle would not be far from the victory or defeat if the fight hit this stalemate.

Especially Yan Feng, his fists clenched tightly. The moment Qin Wushuang showed his Ziyang sword, he recognized it, almost blurted out, and called "good", but fortunately, he was restrained and not overly ill. But it is already frowning.

"Brother Qin ... Hold on!" Yan Feng clutched his palms fiercely. That eighth swordplay is really fast, and the bodywork is completely seamless. If this is for them, the acquired martial arts soldiers, I'm afraid that there will be only twenty of them.

It's too fast for them to see. How difficult is the situation for the authorities!

"The number eight is probably at the level of" one man and sword in one. "The sword in his hand is no different from his arm. It is too fast and too free."

The crowd uttered praises. Those who were optimistic about Qin Wushuang couldn't help shaking their thoughts at this time, and felt that under such a fast sword, No. 6 would not be able to retreat with his whole body!

However, can the congenital world be speculated by these acquired martial arts?

The impossibility in their eyes is full of possibilities in the innate world!

Qin Wushuang is very happy. This sword move is indeed fast, but it is also the standard of "Feng Lei Dao". It may be faster than "Feng Lei Dao", but on the hot and killing heart, it may not be better than that!

Qin Wushuang's Ziyang sword suddenly swung, his body rolled sharply, twisted into a tornado, and the Ziyang sword turned around in his hands, forming an air mass that seemed to be offensive and defensive, like a cannonball, straight into the past. .

He has completely seen the sword number eight. Jian Yi sees through, then all the other fast swords are nothing more than an obstacle. As long as you avoid the deadliest sword, all the other virtual swords are simply the flower racks that encourage power.

Jingle!

Qin Wushuang's Ziyang Sword moved forward, and it was extremely fast.

This sword was accurate, direct, without any errors, and hit directly, and it was worthy of holding the No. 8 blade.

With the sword frame held up, all the sword powers suddenly lost their meaning, and the focus of the competition suddenly became a contest of spiritual power.

Qin Wushuang urged three times in a row, Ziyang sword issued a harsh "buzzing" sound of the sword, only heard "Kara", the eighth-handed sword-like sword body, the light suddenly darkened. The dim spot immediately appeared a gap like sawtooth sawing!

Collision between sword and sword ~ ​​www.wuxiaspot.com ~ Ziyang sword, victory!

Qin Wushuang laughed loudly: "I have learned your swordsmanship, and now see my sword in the middle!"

After finishing speaking, insert the Ziyang Sword back, dance with both hands, with your fingertips connected, two thumbs together, the two “Shangshang Swords” spray out thinly, like a double dragon play beads, one left and one right, with two rich Real sword, pierce straight.

The eighth did not expect that Qin Wushuang's fingertips could even spray a sword-like attack, and quickly returned to the sword block, but this block can only hinder the temporary situation.

Qin Wushuang's sword is ten percent, and the sword masterpiece of Tianning Ningjian is a masterpiece of sword strength. With the movement of fingertips, various swords are coming in, as if raining, his head is shot over his face.

This shuttle's sword-like momentum is not at all able to resist at this time. After only three or four stops, it was hit by the shoulder of a "Zhongchong Sword" and shot through a large hole. Such as note!

(To be continued)

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