Chapter 200 The moment of life and death

Long Zhantian roared and said loudly, "Okay, I'll teach you such an arrogant junior!" As soon as he raised his right hand, he clenched his five fingers and hit it with a knife, which was simpler than the moves practiced by the first-time disciples of the Qingcheng School.

Zhang Chengfeng's face was full of solemnty and dared not underestimate it. He has known for more than 100 rounds of fierce battles with Long Zhantian, and the horror of each other's cultivation is even more clear.

In fact, in the early years, Long Zhantian's moves when he became famous were strange and unpredictable. However, in recent years, he has returned to simplicity and gradually become clumsy and unpretentious.

But the more so, the more powerful it will be. This knife has been covered by all kinds of unique skills in the world, like an excellent poem occasionally obtained by the wonderful hand here and now, wielded at will, but there is an indescribable profound mystery.

Zhang Chengfeng knew that at this point, he could not be compared with Long Zhantian. He could only promote his strengths and avoid his weaknesses. His right-hand knife was "floating clouds" and roared out as strong as a mountain. With cleverness and clumsiness, the two exchanged another move.

The two rolled and dismantled more than 30 moves in the flash, and their bodies rotated faster and faster, but it was difficult to distinguish themselves.

Long Zhantian's left palm pushed out, withdrew his body and took out a sharp knife, and his wrist vibrating. It was already full of silver light, dazzling, and opened the nine important acupuncture points in front of the wind's chest and lower abdomen.

Zhang Chengfeng flashed his body, and the knife light was like a shadow, weaving layers of dazzling knife shadow curtains, pouring in from all directions, like countless slender and crystal silk continuous, wrapped in the sky and dancing wildly.

The situation in the field suddenly changed, and even the little girl Lan Xin could see that Zhang Chengfeng's situation was not good. Maybe it's preconceived. In the little girl's heart, after all, she hopes that Ling Yunxiao can win.

Fuhai saw that he suddenly fell into the wind and was attacked by an iron knife of Long Zhantian, and almost lost the power to fight back. Fuhai knew that it was difficult for him to take action at this time, so he couldn't help cheering loudly: "Brother, come on!"

With a sound of "cling", Zhang Chengfeng seemed to be inspired by Long Zhantian. Qianjun waved the treasure knife "daily knife" with his backhand and took another attack of Long Zhantian's galloping wind. Long Zhantian raised his eyebrows and said, "Zhang Zhang, your daily knife is not enough. I don't feel much!"

Zhang Chengfeng didn't say a word, and in the short time when Long Zhantian spoke, he attacked six moves in one breath.

His daily knife method is fast and changeable. When the knife momentum rises, it is like mercury falling on the ground, and the wind and clouds surge.

When Long Zhantian was eager to fight, the sharp knife in his hand had not been launched, but his eyes had been spent first. How can he tell which knife of the other party is real and which knife is fake? When he woke up, Zhou's body was already full of holes.

However, the great cold seven-style of the day-by-day knife method is to meet Long Zhantian. The knife style of Long Zhantian is clumsy, dignified and simple, and contains countless changes in the back moves. It is best at slow and fast, and hit the virtual.

But it is often dazzling and exquisite swords in a series of attacks. Zhang Chengfeng just seems to sprinkle a knife at will, and it can turn into invisible.

This is like a scholar full of experience, facing a vulgar and straightforward farmer. No matter how bright your tongue is, citation scriptures, the other party just ignores it. A rude word can make you half-dead.

Therefore, Zhang Chengfeng's Tianyi knife method is lively and beautiful, but he is very familiar with his wife Long Zhantian. Those unpredictable, exquisite and beautiful sword moves hit such an inexplicable slash and killing head-on, so they had to retreat and call for helplessness.

Suddenly, Zhang Chengfeng's move changed, and he changed to a set of "19 swords" of the Qingcheng School to fight with the other party.

Long Zhantian still used the "demon knife chopping". In the blink of an eye, he turned over and turned a few moves without any cleverness, but the subtle changes emerged one after another, which will exert the clumsy and clever tactics to the extreme.

Unconsciously, the sun sank behind the snow peak, and the sky gradually faded. The two have fought more than 600 moves, but they seem to have endless strength. Instead of slowing down the stagnation, the moves become more and more rapid and colorful.

Zhang Chengfeng has changed three sets of swords in succession, one is the daily swordsmanship and the other is the Qingcheng swordsmanship. Now he uses Su Qianyang's "speechless swordsmanship" to replace swords, and his heart is shaken. As expected, he is worthy of his reputation as the top ten sword masters of the right road promoted on the Kunlun Swords Association in the past.

On the contrary, Long Zhantian only said that sentence after being counterattacked, he braked quietly, responded to changes, guarded the door closely, and let the other party explode wildly. Occasionally, she took one or two moves to fight back, but it was also shocking and invincible, which made Grandma Lan deeply afraid and dared not let go of the fierce attack.

The grass on the ground was picked up by the two people's magnificent sword wind. With the roaring cold wind, it formed a cloud pillar with a radius of more than ten feet, wrapping the figure of Ling Yunxiao and Lan's mother-ma, and could not help fluctuating up and downs, steaming thick fog.

Lan Xin's eyes were sore and nauseated, but he was reluctant to miss such a wonderful duel. He asked in a low voice, "Big brother, are you ready?"

Bai Shiyun said quietly, "My brother's moves are too laborious. If your master can maintain the draw in front of him and survive a thousand moves, the chance of victory will be much greater."

"However, if the master moves, the victory or defeat is often only between one thought. No one can guarantee that he will laugh to the end, whether it will be himself."

The moon rises, the fierce battle outside the field is like fire, and the cave is tense.

After most of the day of refining, Yang Jing's body shape has changed greatly, but since his close black robe gradually tightened, Gu Lian has already understood that Yang Jing is only one step away from success. It seems a little unnatural to have such a strong body under a simple and honest face. Yang Jing always maintained a serious expression, which told Gu Lian not to invade. However, Gu Lian's eyes have never left Yang Jing. Although Yang Jing's change process could not be seen in most of the day, Gu Lian was enough to raise a very strong confidence. In most of the day, the expression on her face gradually changed and gradually became gentle.

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