The expressions of the elders are not very lively. Xie Hu and Duan Wenhuan have deviated from the correct path of sword cultivation. Among the second generation disciples of Xiandu, only Li Shaoyu and a few of Liu Baizi's disciples are decent. The situation of the others It's worrying, how will the immortal capital compete with other branches for a while in a hundred years!
Xi Huzi's mood was waning, and he waved his hand and said: "You two should step aside and watch carefully."
Xie Huan and Duan Wenhuan looked at each other, confused, and saw The leader had a cold face. He didn't dare to say anything. He stepped aside dejectedly, looking a little depressed.
Wei Rongniang was very dissatisfied with her apprentice and scolded her in a low voice: "I've made the same old mistake again. No matter how many times I've taught him, I can't handle a sword like you!" Duan Wenhuan smiled, but thought in his heart. , the competition is just a competition between fellow disciples. If he really wants to be like Wei Shiqi, he will do whatever it takes and crawl around. There will be no glory in winning. He cannot afford to lose face.
Fu Baoyuan looked at the master's face and called Zhao Zongxuan and Wei Shiqi to come forward to compete. Xi Huzi had high hopes for these two second-generation disciples, and said in a deep voice: "Use all your strength, don't hold back, let the elders see how much you have."
Zhao Zongxuan remained silent, waiting for Fu Baoyuan Exiting the bluestone ground, without saying a word, he shrugged his shoulders slightly, and the Phoenix Sword on his back soared into the sky, like a dragon rising out of the sea, and the Phoenix Crying in Qishan, disappearing in an instant.
The sharp sound of the sword was so heart-breaking that Wei Shiqi felt his scalp numb and ran away. The instinct of the beast drove him to keep moving and did not dare to stop for a moment. He had a strong feeling. In a crisis, once he stops, the flying sword will fall on his head and split him in two.
The sound of the sword shone over a wide area, reaching beyond the bluestone ground. Unable to be disturbed, the second-generation disciples who were watching retreated one after another and judged each other's cultivation level.
On the bluestone ground, Wei Shiqi turned into a gray shadow, erratically moving forward and back around Zhao Zongxuan. Although he couldn't see where the flying sword was, he noticed that the sound of the sword was coming from the top of Zhao Zongxuan's head. The closer the distance, the more intense the interference the sound of the sword had on the body and mind. The sound of the sword was so powerful that it left one with a splitting headache and one couldn't help but cover his ears and hug him. Head yelled.
Zhao Zongxuan is like a spider entrenched in the center of the web, patiently watching the struggle of his prey, looking for opportunities to deliver a fatal blow. Wei Shiqi becomes a prey trapped in the spider's web. If he cannot get out of the predicament, he will die sooner or later. Under the spider's fangs.
Amidst the sound of swords, the clattering footsteps were as fast as drums. They lasted for a stick of incense, but they were still as agile as before, showing no signs of slackening. Zhao Zongxuan was a little anxious. He activated the Ming Feng Sword to consume a lot of real energy. He could not continue the stalemate indefinitely. However, Wei Shiqi moved so fast. Once the flying sword failed and the opponent was close to three feet in front of him, he could only Let others slaughter you.
Both sides are seeking change.
Zhao Zongxuan was the first to take action. He slapped his waist and released a dagger from the sword pouch. The sword flew into the air, activating his true energy. The sound of the sword suddenly rose, like a wire being thrown. Entering the sky, it is sharp and harsh, if it is there or not.
Use dual swords for both distraction and distraction.This is Li Shaoyu's unique sword technique, and among his disciples, only Zhao Zongxuan has received his true inheritance.
For a moment, Wei Shiqi's heart was shaken, his soul was shaking, as if he was stuck in a quagmire, his reactions and movements became extremely slow, and he was clear in his heart. The flying sword would be close to him in the next moment, but he However, he was captured by Jian Ming and had no time to deal with it.
At the critical moment, Wei Shiqi chanted a short spell and cast three "Requiem Techniques" on himself to calm his mind. Suddenly, he caught a glimpse of a bright light at the end of his eyes, like the rays of the sun, like autumn water, passing by. Passing by in the air, he could see clearly. He raised the iron rod and pointed it forward, impartially, just like the tip of the Mingfeng Sword.
He Jingxian took half a step and was about to take action to stop him. When he saw Wei Shiqi getting rid of Jian Ming, he blocked Ming Feng Sword in time and retracted his steps. The Mingfeng Sword is one of the three famous swords of the Xiandu Sect, second only to the Seven Birds Sword and the Red Scale Sword. Once activated, the sound of the sword is breathtaking. The most powerful thing is that Wei Shiqi used the "Soul Requiem Technique" "Recovering his consciousness was a stroke of genius, which surprised him.
The flying sword spun rapidly and was blocked by the iron rod, preventing it from advancing even an inch. Wei Shiqi looked carefully and saw that the Mingfeng Sword was as thin as a cicada's wing and almost transparent. No wonder it disappeared as soon as it soared into the sky. .
Zhao Zongxuan took advantage of the stalemate between him and Mingfeng Jian, quietly lowered his flying sword, and circled behind him, intending to defeat the enemy in one fell swoop. Unexpectedly, Wei Shiqi had planned something early, and used all his strength to urge the true energy to pour into the iron rod. The yellow light lit up layer by layer, overlapping nine layers in an instant. He lifted the Mingfeng Sword several feet, and his body retreated sharply backwards.
Seeing Wei Shiqiu rushing towards him, Zhao Zongxuan knew that he had been tricked, and desperately used the dagger to stab his back, while at the same time using the Mingfeng Sword to attack him from both sides. To wield two swords with one heart is already his limit. It depends on how Wei Shiqi resists.
Wei Shiqi suddenly lay down on his back, slid under the dagger against the bluestone, swung the iron rod and hit the hilt heavily, his wrist turned slightly, and the dagger suddenly lost control. It rolled and hit Mingfeng Sword. Zhao Zongxuan was caught off guard and hurriedly used the Mingfeng Sword to dodge, but he ignored Wei Shiqi who bumped into him.
The iron rod bounced up like a poisonous snake and pointed towards Zhao Zongxuan's throat. The Mingfeng Sword was a little slower and was still several feet away from Wei Shiqi's chest. The winner was decided, Xi Huzi and He Jingxian took action at the same time, one grabbed the iron rod, the other caught the Mingfeng Sword, and separated the two.
On the surface, the match between Wei Shiqi and Zhao Zongxuan was evenly matched. If no one intervened, both sides would suffer in the end. However, Zhao Zongxuan knew full well that Wei Shiqi’s stick hit him in the throat. He still had time to knock open the Mingfeng Sword and fight to the death, but he was still inferior in the end. Sword cultivators must break through the sword qi barrier before they can fully suppress body cultivators, weapon cultivators, and talisman cultivators. This has been an unbreakable fact for thousands of years, and he has confirmed this with his own experience.
Li Shaoyu felt sorry for his apprentice. The key to this battle lies in the three "Requiem Techniques" Wei Shiqi cast on himself. If Zhao Zongxuan is not in a hurry for success, he may still have a chance of victory. However, victory or defeat is not important. With the strength of Wei and Zhao, they are enough to stand out from their peers and outlast their peers.He stood out and participated in the sword debate in Chixia Valley a few years later.