The Villain’s White Lotus Halo

That night, Yin Biyue waited for a long time before he came to Luo Mingchuan to say'good'.

So the warrior's thin and thin war book was carefully folded by him and put into his sleeve.Luo Mingchuan was a little embarrassed by crying and laughing, and felt like he was confiscated by the teacher in the academy for cheating cheat sheets.

Afterwards, the two did not mention this matter in tacit agreement.

Yin Biyue's contest is the first of the three, the closer the time is, the more quiet he becomes.Even Yihujian still does not accept his true yuan.

On the day of the game, his state of mind was as deep as Pinghu, and he could not afford the waves.

When the disciples of Cangya Mountain walked from the autumn lake to the center of the city, the crowd separated from both sides, and countless lights fell on them and fell on Yin Biyue.But after the previous two competitions, people's eyes have more respect and awe.

From Yecheng to the foot of Chongming Mountain, there was a crowd that followed far away, but there was no discussion of whispering.

Both ordinary people and practitioners feel that they are going to witness a major event that may be recorded in history.

Yesterday, there were disciples of the Qinglu Sword faction, who once again checked the defense formation of the ring.This morning, there were a lot of people in the ring, and in the grandstand on the east side, there were six elders of various ranks and high ranks, and one Ye Cheng was enshrined.

In a crowd of people, Yin Biyue and Zhong Shan took the stage.Opposite.

Everyone is waiting for what they say at this moment, even if it is self-introduction.It's a pity that both of them are speechless and destined to disappoint many visitors.

Zhong Shan raised his sword to his forehead, held one end in each hand, and then bowed.

Yin Biyue salutes like him.

Unlike the usual archery, they chose the most formal and solemn manners at this time.

The two men were of similar height, so the two swords also stopped at the same height.

The sword is in the sheath, not showing its edge.

But Yihu started to shake.

The intensive impact of the blade and the sheath, such as a rain shower hitting the golden lotus, buzzed more than once.

At this moment, incredible, Yin Biyue felt his emotions.

This Jianming sounded like a stern whisper--No hero at all, made Shuzi famous?!

It's asking the wind and rain sword!

Under Baopu Bagua sword, this sword didn't respond. When Shuang Lan's sword swept the moon, this sword just shook gently.

But at this moment, just because it was placed at the same height as the wind and rain sword, it became unwilling and angry, and the sword body shivered uncontrollably.

Originally it was not unresponsive, but disdainful.

No one knows these quietly occurring changes. Some people hear the vibration of Yihujian in the sheath, and they think Yin Biyue is gaining momentum.

Even Zhong Shan felt that there was only a pause. After seeing the ceremony, when Yin Biyue straightened up again, there would be something different.

But he is firm in his heart and will not panic because of his opponent's change.

Suddenly, the wind and rain sword came out of the sheath, and passed by like a wind!

Almost at the same moment, the leaning sword came out of the sword, and it was like a crane!

It completely overshadowed the fierce wind, so the sound of this sword echoed in the wilderness!

The disciples under the audience didn't expect that at the beginning of the game, only Jianming was fighting, and there was such a big momentum that they couldn't help but exclaim.

The elder Qinglujian sent his head to the stands and shook his head.

People with rich combat experience agree with him.

The two started at the same time, and Zhongshan's sword died sooner, and fell first.Unexpectedly, it turned out to be a'warm rain and clear wind at first break', such as early spring season, light breeze and drizzle.

This is the gesture of the wind and rain sword.You can't say good or bad, but it's just too peaceful.

There are many ways to pick up this sword. At least 20 people under the stage can be resolved by different methods.

But Yin Biyue did not intend to resolve it.

True Yuan entered the sword, like a stream flowing through the dry and still river.Leaning Sword seemed to become a part of his arm.

Countless boulders pressed against his chest day and night, shattered at once, why is it so fast?!Why not go for it?!

So he tapped his toes lightly, holding the sword up, and the blade sharply pressed down, like a white crane coming out of the storm!

The two swords met, and the energy between the impacts was violent, and the morning mist retreated!

The true element that splashed from the sword front, like a spark burning wild field, landed on the ring and made the sound of'chirping——'.

"Herring Clouds!"

In the same way, the power is different from before, so people can't believe it.

But still not enough.

The two swords were separated by one touch. Yin Bi's figure turned over and fell to the ground. The fierce scorching pain passed down the wrist to the meridian, like a fire burning through the wilderness.

Yu Guang saw the position of the elm tree beside the table, and he was half an inch behind the floor compared to before.

And Zhongshan is still standing on the spot.

This kind of minutiae is rarely found, but the Yecheng worshiper saw it, and shook his head slightly invisible.

The realm gap represents the gap of true element output, which is an unchangeable fact.

Yin Biyue calmed down suddenly and restarted the calculation.

When his mind turned to electricity, only at the moment he landed, he made his sword again.

Zhongshan's Meifeng twitched slightly.

Cautious and meticulous, good at calculation-this is his original judgment on Yin Biyue.Just like the competition with where did it come from, all the previous restraints were made to find flaws and to fight against the enemy.

But the sword just now seems to have no plan, just for the sake of enthusiasm.

Not in any situation where he deduced this battle.

The rhythm was disrupted, and both sides returned to the same □□ again.

Only at a short interval, Yin Biyue's sword arrived.

The body of the sword was covered with a soft halo, and an arc was drawn in the air. It was smooth and colorful, as if the morning mist was also attracted by the beauty of this sword, converging under his sword, like the wind and smoke on the river.

The sword is in his hands, like a river of spring water, but the sword light flew to the face of Zhongshan!

"'Yanlong Cold Water'!"

Everyone didn't understand, why after the violent and violent'He Zhe Yun Duan', Yihujian calmed down strangely.Go back to the original warm rainy weather.

This sword light is not very terrifying, but instead has a stunning beauty, Zhong Shan took two steps back.

After two steps, he picked his wrists and fell his sword, but just took a sword flower, as if standing at Yebo, waving his sleeves and blowing the wind over the river.

It is the wind and rain sword's momentum-'slant wind and drizzle don't need to return'.

It is as light as a swallow, but it has a decisive intention.Spread wings on the smoky Han River.

Many people under the stage looked confused, inexplicably.

Without the shock of the true yuan hedge, without the earthshaking sword momentum, what are Zhongshan and Yin Biyue doing?

The disciples in the various schools who cultivated for a little longer opened their doubts,

"Brother Yin's sword "Yanlong Hanshui" seems light, but the flying sword light is accurate to within a few centimeters, regardless of the angle or distance, and seals all the paths of Brother Zhong, such as the mist blockade and the Hanjiang. "

"Brother Zhong did not go backwards and forwards. He walked in a two-step position. He found the flaw of one out of one hundred and broke the mist with'slant wind and drizzle without returning'."

Zhong Shan broke the fog with a sword, turned his wrist diagonally, and his body was steep, like a flying feather.

Leaning against the lake, the sword attacked, there was no sword roar, only a breeze.

Although the two acted quickly, they did not see the violent and fierce battle. Instead, they were as smooth as the clouds.

Cangya swordsmanship "Feng Guo Han Tan" is the first form of Yuyi sword tactics.

For a time, the ring was like a season change, the spring rain was like a wine willow, and the steep spring cold was accompanied by a cool spring rain.

But there are still people who can see the dark surge under beautiful peace.

"The swords of the two of them are extremely accurate, and no trace of extra real elements is wasted, and they start to calculate and break the game when the other side makes the sword."

"Both people are making swords and breaking swords at the minimum cost, striving for the moment when the other side reveals the flaws first."

"Whoever's sword is one point late, who's calculation is one step slower, the situation will change instantly!"

But some people still don't understand that Zhongshan's realm is higher than Yin Biyue's. Why use such a cautious approach?

Song Tang smiled and explained to Cheng Tianyu, "Spirit and True Yuan are consumed at an even speed, and the opponent is the least likely to break through."

This is the safest method.

When Yin Biyue's consciousness and truth are not enough to support his calculation and sword, the winner will only be Zhong Shan.

In the final analysis, there is still a realm gap.

More than forty strokes passed, and the battle entered a strange rhythm. Yin Biyue did not use the sword of cold water sword, nor did Zhongshan use the wind and rain sword.

Their swordsmanship is very smooth and looks very beautiful.

Grass long warbler flying, mixed peanut tree.

Time passed quietly, and the scorching sun hung in the sky.Enjoying such a battle is almost enjoyable, and many people are slightly relieved.Silently waiting for the final fall.

At the next moment, someone looked slightly surprised, "Is the wind blowing?"

Why can't you feel it?

I could only see the wind blowing through the branches and leaves of the elm tree stretching to the stage, blowing up the hem of Yin Biyue's robe, the wide sleeves hanging from the floating Zhongshan, and flicking the sword edge in his hand.

Then Jian Feng spins lightly and stabs down suddenly!

The gust of wind suddenly started!The elm tree bends fiercely!

Zhongshan's toes jumped lightly, and the robe was surging in the wind!

It turned out that it was not the wind, but the sword of the wind and rain sword really took off.

The mountain is raining and the wind is full.

Luo Mingchuan's pupils shrink.

Zhong Shan got up first, and there was only one possibility: the younger brother revealed his flaws.

Many people thought of this, so the expression suddenly dignified.

The situation will change in the next moment!

Yin Biyue's expression remained unchanged, her figure moved slightly, disappeared out of thin air, her footwork was extremely fast, as if she was swaying in the wind.

But at this time the wind was full, and the stage was full of swords.

Where can it be avoided?

He knew very well how he would face a long-awaited sword.

But he couldn't take advantage of the opponent's sword moves. Forty and four hundred moves are no different. The one who is really bad must be himself.

The original plan was completely invalid, because Zhong Shan was much stronger than he had imagined.

Then it can only let the other party take advantage.

There is only one way to break the deadlock.So he has a flaw.

The audience could not feel the wind, but heard the sound of the gust of wind and the sound of flying sand and rocks, as if the sound of the wind echoed in the sea.Xiu was a weaker disciple, covering his ears subconsciously.

Sword howling in the wind!Do not go to the phantom, but pierce the sky!

In the eyes of everyone puzzled, a blood mist spewed out of the void!

The blood flower fell on the ring, and a white mist splashed with a sigh, and the stone platform burned a little black mark.

It is the fierce and violent real element in the sword.

Zhong Shan found Yin Biyue's position.

A sword pierced the body protector and went straight into the flesh.

Yin Biyue emerged from the void, her left arm on the white robe flew across, and her face was pale.

His eyes were amazing.

His sword has reached a foot in front of Zhong Shan!

The wind was suddenly quiet, and the chill was all over.

The splattered blood droplets condensed into frost.

At the cost of a sword wound, he exchanged the opportunity to show his sword.

Thousands of deductions, all in this sword!