Chapter 8: On the Sword Trial

The barrier formed on Ze Yu's sword was cut by Yan Yanyan's meteor-like sword spirit.

A violent vibration spread outward with the two people as the center, and the air trembled wildly, as if there was an invisible beast swaying its restless body, which was not terrible.

The barrier on Zeyu's sword front was shattered layer by layer. Yan Yanyan's sword was fierce and broke through unpreviously.

Yan Yanyan also tried his best to leave no mercy as Ze Yu said just now.

Zeyu could also feel the sharp sword spirit threatening him, and the last barrier was almost unstoppable and about to break.

Both of them look tense, and the winner will be divided at this moment.

Judging from the current situation, Yan Yanyan took the initiative and Ze Yu fell behind. If there is no accident, Yan Yanyan will win this game. At least most people present think so when they look at this situation.

Except for the two people in the stands.

Chen Rufeng stared at Zeyu. He just instinctively felt that Zeyu could never fight so passively all the time. He had never made any moves to attack.

Glancing at Ze Kunyun next to him again and seeing that he was not panicked, Chen Rufeng knew that his ideas coincided with him.

But what on earth is Zeyu waiting for? If the current pressure situation is really maintained for a long time, Zeyu will undoubtedly fail.

Suddenly, Chen Rufeng woke up. He saw that the momentum on Yan Yanyan's sword gradually weakened after breaking Ze Yu's barrier.

Is the ingenuity here? Chen Rufeng looked at the sword that the two were about to touch each other without blinking.

The last barrier, Yan Yanyan will also be broken.

At this time, Zeyu's eyes burst out with light, and he suddenly shouted loudly, and the sword suddenly shined.

"Tap of the river!" Zeyu lifted the sword, and the sword full of sword light directly hit Yan Yanyan's sword.

The strong force fills Zeyu's sword, which is enough to uproot the mountains, overturn the river, and move the mountains and fill the sea!

The angry sword spirit also broke out at this time, like a giant waved his fist, punched up, and flew Yan Yanyan to the sky. Due to the fierce force on Zeyu's sword, his hand was also unstable for a moment, and the sword came out and fell on the ring.

"One of the ways of pulling mountains and rivers... Yuer can actually use the swordsmanship of mountains and rivers in such an environment!" Ze Kunyun shook his head and whispered as if he were in a dream.

It couldn't help but be him. Everyone present exclaimed, and no one expected Zeyu to fight back at this time.

"This Zeyu really moved his brain, because the weakness of Shanhe swordsmanship is that his speed is far inferior to other swordsmanship. He has to fight for himself through defense, so as to kill the other party with one blow, instead of pestering him. Otherwise, the extremely low sensitivity of mountain and river swordsmanship can definitely be played in the palm of Yanyan's star-picking swordsmanship. Chen Rufeng saw the clue and couldn't help showing a smile of appreciation.

Ze Yu looked up and didn't think much about it. His body rose from the ground. His hand catched Yan Yanyan, who fell straight down in mid-air, and landed with his feet. Yan Yanyan also looked at him in surprise.

At this time, Ouyang Luoxi announced loudly: "According to the rules, if the sword falls, it will be defeated. This game will be won by Zeyu!"

Just after Ouyang Luoxi announced, the people in the field reacted with different reactions. Some applauded, some were still immersed in the confusion just now, and some made a few disdainful hums.

And Ze Kunyun and Chen Rufeng in the stands clapped their palms at the same time, especially Ze Kunyun smiled.

Ze Yu put the sword into the sheath, and there was a cold air between his eyebrows. He arched his hand with Yan Yanyan, who had just picked up the sword. He ignored the eyes of the people present and jumped off the ring and quietly waited for the game.

The next few fights, except for Shen Xinyu's scene and Ye Guhong's scene, are all unsightly battles, and there is no sword move.

After playing for a long time, ten people who could finally advance to the next round of the test finally came out. Ye Guhong, Shen Xinyu and Ze Yu are among them. The next round is a normal one-on-one test, and this is the time to watch the real kung fu.

After drawing lots, Zeyu, Ye Guhong and Shen Xinyu did not meet early. Their opponents are also the best among the descendants of Qianjianmen, but they can successfully enter the top five.

Ye Guhong killed all the way and did not encounter the obstruction of a strong enemy, which was also expected by everyone. However, Zeyu, the former arrogant young master of Jianmen, can also fight this situation, which is a little unexpected.

The next five people will pass a round of lottery, one of whom will be empty. The empty person must defeat two of the four losers before they can go to the final competition for the first place. Otherwise, two of the four people will directly compete for the first place. Ze Yu took the wheel, but Ye Guhong and Shen Xinyu still did not meet.

Ye Guhong and Shen Xinyu also easily defeated their opponents. Ze Yu followed the "waiting for the rabbit" tactics just used in the battle with Yan Yan to defeat Ye Guhong and Shen Xinyu. He directly watched Ye Guhong and Shen Xinyu, waiting for them to decide his last opponent.

On the most eye-catching competition in the sword test, it is time to mention the competition between Ye Guhong and Shen Xinyu. Both of them are famous in Qianjianmen. The sword discussion last year has been unable to participate because Shen Xinyu was sick in bed, so there has been a debate among the descendants of Qianjianmen about Ye Guhong's victory. Some people say that Shen Xinyu's presence will definitely defeat Ye Guhong, while others say that Ye Guhong's swordsmanship is superb, and Shen Xinyu can't beat him.

Today, the two can finally compete with each other to calm the controversy among their disciples.

Chen Rufeng looked at their eyes, especially Shen Xinyu's eyes, and suddenly became interested and began to speculate on Shen Xinyu's thoughts.

That kind of look is expectation and excitement. And Ye Guhong's eyes are still the same, cold and waveless.

"Do you know how long I have waited for this game?" Shen Xinyu's smart eyes moved, and her hand kept on the hilt of the sword.

Ye Guhong looked at her coldly and said, "This is just a competition. I don't care what outsiders look at. I win for my own honor, not to seal other people's mouths."

A trace of intoxication flashed in Shen Xinyu's eyes, and soon came to her senses and smiled, "I know very well that you don't pay attention to anyone at all. Even those who have always paid attention to you, you don't even bother to look at them. I'm going to beat you today and let you pay attention to me!"

Ye Guhong frowned slightly, and he also vaguely felt that Shen Xinyu's words seemed to have a different meaning.

"Gun out the sword!" Shen Xinyu smiled and pulled out her sword and pointed to Ye Guhong.

There was a sudden uproar in the field.

The sword held by Shen Xinyu is shining, like ice crystals, emitting a blue light.

"Deceiving the Frost Sword!" A watching disciple couldn't help shouting.

"I didn't expect that you also have a thousand swords." Ye Guhong sneered and pulled out the white moon sword and threw the scabbard under the ring. The action was extremely unrestrained.

Shen Xinyu stabbed the sky with the sword of bullying frost and restrained her smile: "Come here!"

The sound of drums suddenly became silent in the field.

The most eye-catching competition unfolds. No one will be distracted by other things, and everyone will focus on the ring.

The Langyue Sword and the Frost Sword are the same as thousands of swords. Which side will the holder win? Even Ze Ganyun's eyes in the stands were full of expectation.

Ye Guhong hummed, closed his eyes, and the sword fell off. The white arc sword swept the ground with a brush and split it quickly to Shen Xinyu.

Shen Xinyu set up the frost sword, and the sword light rose, and the circle of sword spirit began to condense around the sword body. She looked at the rapid sword spirit without fear, as if she had already thought about it.

With a delicate scolding, the frost sword was cut horizontally, as if it had been brought on the snow, and there were bursts of snowflakes. The white arc sword spirit hit by Ye Guhong was cut off by the waist and broken into powder.

Shen Xinyu knew that this was Ye Guhong's tentative attack, and did not make too fancy. He directly flew up and bullied the frost sword across countless trajectories in the air. One by one, the sword spirit meandered like a snow-white snake and broke into Ye Guhong. And she herself clenched the sword of bullying and drove a mass of glory in the center of the sword spirit.

Ye Guhong calmly resisted the moon sword, and the sword light expanded into a full moon, in which the sword spirit rotated, which was mysterious.

Shen Xinyu stabbed the full moon with a sword, and the snow-white snake-like sword spirit beside her also twisted her body and hit the full moon.

Ye Guhong's hand was suddenly shocked, and the full moon trembled. The sword spirit rotating above began to shoot out like an arrow, and the sword spirit hit Shen Xinyu.

The frost sword waved the sword light and cut through all the sword spirit of the full moon. Even if those sword spirits were like dense raindrops, Shen Xinyu was still skillful and gradually broke through without changing his face.

"Drink!" Shen Xinyu finally killed the full moon, wrapped in sword light on the frost sword, stabbed out with a sword, and directly aimed at the center of the full moon.

An invisible fluctuation shook from the full moon, and the full moon contracted sharply into a point, turning into the tip of the sword on Ye Guhong's Langyue sword. The tip of the sword hit the tip of the sword that bullies the frost sword fiercely, and the two spirits collided with each other. Both of them were shaken away by its anti-shocking force. Shen Xinyu flew backwards in the air, while Ye Guhong retreated sharply. A few steps.

"The authenticity of the two of them is almost the same. What they can compete with is the use of sword moves." Chen Rufeng looked at it and meditate.

Shen Xinyu fell to the ground and looked at Ye Guhong with a smile on her face. The frost sword flashed on her hand, as if she was gasping back.

How's it going? I shouldn't be worse than you, right?" Shen Xinyu said to Ye Guhong.

Ye Guhong frowned coldly and shook the Langyue sword in his hand. The cold light slipped over the Langyue sword, as if he had cut off some invisible shackles.

"I think we should be serious." Night Guhong's eyes suddenly showed murderous intent.

Shen Xinyu smiled gently, "Okay, I won't play with you anymore. Let's divide the winner!" The Frost Sword gathers the light to the extreme.