Chapter 1377: Swordsman Vs. Swordsman

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Chi!

A flash of cold sword energy flashed on the stage, and arrived in front of Yuan Jun in an instant.

A cold light flashed across Yuan Jun's eyes, and he immediately let go of the right hand that had just held the hilt of the sword. He gave up the plan to draw the sword, and the index finger of his left hand burst out a fire finger that was more than a foot long, and volleyed a little.

"Golden Flame Finger!"

Chi!

The fire was shining, and the flame finger on Yuan Jun's index finger struck out with astonishing vigor, and hit the sword energy like lightning.

boom!

Finger strength and sword energy collided, sparks flew everywhere, and Yuan Jun's figure flew backwards.

So fast!

The young talents in the square were all shocked.

Although Yuan Jun's cultivation base was not top-notch in the Dali Dynasty, his swordsmanship realm was very high. Among the younger generation, there were only a few two or three swordsmen who could stand shoulder to shoulder with him.

Of course, many people have noticed that such a result is mainly due to Yuan Jun's carelessness.

Clang!

In mid-air, Yuan Jun unsheathed the quaint long sword worn at his waist in an instant. With a flip of his wrist, the tip of the sword pierced the ground, and immediately stopped his retreat.

Glancing at the bleeding index finger of his left hand, Yuan Jun frowned slightly, looked up at Yue Haitang opposite, with exquisite eyes, "Good swordsmanship, then I'm not welcome! Yiyang Guanyan!"

In terms of swordsmanship, Yuan Jun has never lost to anyone, and he was carelessly injured, which made him feel sullen in his heart. Immediately, he held the hilt of the sword with both hands, raised it high above his head, and with a bang, a three-to-four-foot-high golden flame burned on the sword. The flames fell to the ground.

Boom!

On the competition stage, the air shook violently, and a blazing red light shot up into the sky, illuminating a large area of ​​the night sky. In the eyes of everyone, the golden flame turned into a huge red sun and struck out at Yue Haitang with lightning, with an extremely powerful momentum.

On the stone platform, Luo Feng frowned slightly.

This Qianhuo Temple is extremely rich in fire energy, and the swordsmanship practiced by Yuan Jun contains the artistic conception of flames. Here, he can display combat power beyond his own strength, which is extremely unfavorable to Yue Haitang.

The young talents of the Dali Dynasty present,

Obviously, they also saw this point, all of them looked excited and looked forward to it, as if they had already seen the scene of Yue Haitang's disastrous defeat.

"Sword of Shocking Cloud!"

Facing the attacking Hong Sun, Yue Haitang didn't have the slightest intention of retreating, she raised her sword horizontally, and stabbed straight out.

Chi!

Xue Liang's sword light, like thunder and lightning tearing apart the void, pulled out an afterimage in the void, accurately pointing at the middle of the red sun.

The center of the red sun is the weak point of Yiyang Guanyan. Normally, this sword is enough to destroy it, but under the influence of Qianhuo Temple, the power of the red sun has greatly increased. The sword energy can only penetrate it, and it is difficult to For the continuation, the smash disappears.

The red sun's sword energy, whose power had been wiped out by 70% to 80%, continued to crush Yue Haitang on the opposite side.

Yuan Jun smiled, secretly gaining momentum, and only waited for the moment when Yue Haitang evaded, then he unleashed a decisive blow and won in one fell swoop.

Unexpectedly.

"Thousands of clouds!"

Yue Haitang remained expressionless, turning a blind eye to the rushing sword energy of the red sun, propping up the protective energy, flicking the cold front of the sword in her hand lightly, the sword light jumped in the void, and layers of sword energy diffused out.

"You actually want to resist Yuan Jun's blow!" A warrior in the audience exclaimed.

boom!

With a trembling shot, the sword energy of the red sun slashed at Yue Haitang's protective qi, causing his figure to retreat, an abnormal blush appeared on his handsome face, and he almost vomited blood.

On the other side, Yuan Jun didn't expect that Yue Haitang would resist his blow, and in a hurry, he swung his sword to block the sword energy.

Chi!

A negligence, Yuan Jun's right arm was cut open a shallow wound, blood spattered, the situation was worse than Yue Haitang.

Seeing this scene, Luo Feng frowned slightly, this didn't look like Yuehai Beach's fighting style.

In the past, Yue Haitang always tried to defeat the opponent at the lowest cost, and she was good at using dexterity. Just now, Luo Feng once thought that Yue Haitang would use lightness kung fu to avoid Yuan Jun's blow.

Luo Feng was not the only one who was surprised, all the young talents present looked at Yue Haitang with shocking expressions on their faces.

They saw that Yue Haitang was born with red lips and white teeth, handsome and delicate, and they thought she was a weak person.

But just now Yue Haitang resisted Yuan Jun's blow and counterattacked, turning the counter-trend into a scene of mutual damage, but it gave them a slap.

"Could it be that you know that I have a killer move behind me?"

Yuan Jun let out a foul breath, and looked at Yue Haitang with an incredulous expression.

"If you know what to do, so what if you don't know. You will lose today."

Yue Haitang's words were ruthless, and when she spoke, she flicked her sword.

Immediately, an astonishing sense of sharpness erupted from him, his clothes fluttered, his long black hair fluttered in the wind, and the surrounding space trembled slightly with the beating of the sword in his hand.

In the eyes of the crowd, Yue Haitang seemed to be not on the arena, but in a desert where the sun was setting in the desert, and there were countless phantoms of broken swords on the ground, boundless, each of which revealed The ancient and desolate atmosphere, as well as the astonishing sword intent, seemed to kill the world again at any moment.

"Infinite Sword Intent... Seventy percent of Infinite Sword Intent." Su Zhuyun looked at Yue Haitang and took a deep breath.

Feeling the astonishing sword intent on Yue Haitang's body, the minds of the people in the square were shaken again and again.

"This is seven... seventy percent sword intent!"

"Although I heard that Yue Haitang has comprehended the sword intent, I never thought that it has reached this level. In our Dali dynasty, there are countless swordsmen, and there are less than five young swordsmen who have reached 70% sword intent."

"Yeah, it's amazing. Yuan Jun's sword intent seems to be only 60%. I don't know how he will deal with it."

Everyone was dumbfounded, faintly worried for Yuan Jun.

Yuan Jun stared at Yue Haitang, and then said calmly: "So your trump card is this. However, with 70% sword intent, I will too!"

hum!

As soon as the words fell, Yuan Jun's eyes suddenly burst into an astonishing sharpness, and 70% of the sword intent erupted from his body. The tongue of fire on the blade cut the air with a sizzling sound, and the shadows of the nearby remnant swords shattered one after another.

"Seventy percent sword intent! Yuan Jun has also cultivated seventy percent sword intent!"

Exclamations erupted in the square, and two kendo geniuses who comprehended 70% of the sword intent appeared at the same time, making many people's eyes widen.

"With 70% of the sword intent in his body, there is no way Yuan Jun will be defeated!"

Those young talents who were worried about Yuan Jun just now regained their confidence again.

"It's not easy for you to cultivate 70% of your sword intent. Normally, I may not be able to defeat you. Unfortunately, this is the Thousand Fire Palace, and my Jinyang Yuntian sword occupies a favorable position. You are doomed!"

Unleashing 70% of his sword intent, Yuan Jun's eyes showed strong confidence. When he spoke, his true energy surged, forming golden flames around him, spinning endlessly.

"Heavenly Fire Tribulation Flow!"

With a long cry, the sword in Yuan Jun's hand slashed at an unimaginable speed. In an instant, hundreds of flames of sword energy appeared, like falling meteors, and slashed towards Yue Haitang with an unstoppable force.

Yue Haitang's palm brushed against the blade of the sword, a sharpness flashed in her eyes, she turned around, turned around with a sword, and pierced through it.

"Boundless Sword Qi!"

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