Chapter 464 Frost Fighting Heaven Ancient Sword Pill
One person is a late bloomer who has washed away all his glory and suppressed his realm for twenty years, just hoping to obtain a golden elixir of martial arts and break through himself.
The other person has the sword body of Tongyue. The sword is born as a fairy and has peerless talent. It has caused a stir since the beginning.
This disciple competition has been going on for a long time.
Now the curtain is finally coming to an end.
On the other side, under the ring.
Yu Qingshan secretly clenched his fists, his face turned pale, and there was a trace of cold sweat on his forehead.
"These two are so powerful. Even if I tried my best and drew my swords together, I still lost to Yan Qingying."
His eyes were shocked and he looked at Dong Feng aside.
Dong Feng also frowned slightly, but concentrated on looking at the ring.
I hope I can learn something from the battle between the two.
After all, losing is not terrible, but if you fail to make progress after losing, it would be terrible.
Only Zhang Zhe remained silent.
After many battles.
Although he is still taciturn and rarely talks, no one will regard him as a fool.
In fact, in Huo Bingshuang's many battles, he was the only disciple who was able to seriously injure Huo Bingshuang.
"It's a pity that Yan Qingying is a bit old, otherwise her achievements after breaking through to the warrior realm would be limitless."
The old protector beside him also spoke, sighing secretly, feeling quite sorry.
"By the way, have you ever heard that the Huo family came to Feitianmen some time ago and wanted Huo Bingshuang to recognize his ancestor and return to the clan?"
"They had a good plan. Back then, as a collateral descendant, I was bullied in every way. Now, the sect spends a lot of effort to cultivate talents and wants to cut them off."
"There is nothing so beautiful in the world."
Everyone was talking about it.
But there was a solemn atmosphere on the stage.
It's so quiet you can even hear a pin drop.
Huo Bingshuang glanced at Yan Qingying and did not take the lead. Instead, she turned her gaze towards the high platform and thought to herself.
"I wonder if Master Ye will also be here to watch."
"Actually, for me, this martial arts elixir is not necessary."
"Even if the Golden Pill of Martial Arts can increase the probability of breaking through the martial arts, firstly, I have a good talent, and secondly, I have the blessing of the Fairy in the Moon to support my cultivation. In comparison, perhaps Senior Sister Yan needs it more."
Yan Qingying frowned as if she saw what Huo Bingshuang was thinking.
"Huo Bingshuang, don't think too much, just do your best."
"I came from a humble background and was as fateful as an ant. I was an ordinary peasant girl. I was given away to others when I was young. I didn't know a single word. When I reached adulthood, I was sold as a wife. However, I was forced by the landlord and had no choice but to escape from the marriage."
"For me, this life is brilliant enough. I have worked hard for many years, not just for this golden elixir of martial arts."
"But I want to tell myself that this world is vast and boundless, and I am not weaker than anyone."
"I know that you are extremely talented. Not only do you have the Moon Sword Body, but your awakened destiny is also extraordinary. But when you fight me, you use your full strength."
"This way, neither of us will have any regrets."
Hearing this, Huo Bingshuang shook away a trace of confusion in her heart.
"Your temperament is indeed the same as that of your master."
Huo Bingshuang was suddenly startled, and then said.
"Can you tell?"
Yan Qingying laughed.
"He and I have been brothers and sisters for many years. When we first came to the mountain gate, it was he who led me to learn to read and practice."
"So I know him better than you do."
"In that case, please ask Senior Sister Yan to take action."
"Be careful."
Yan Qingying's pace became faster and faster.
With a swish of the long sword, the sword seemed to burst the air, thunder roared, her sword skills were like a swallow taking water, and her figure was as fast as a shooting star.
In the middle of the ring.
Huo Bingshuang also suddenly drew her sword.
The chill is everywhere.
It seemed that the moonlight suddenly appeared, and the sword light flickered, illuminating everything around him.
Her swordsmanship is equally sharp.
It collided with Yan Qing's sword technique, making a crisp metallic collision sound.
The two of them were like two rapids meeting, creating fierce sparks.
Every impact had tremendous power, imitating the giant's dull voice, making the entire arena buzz.
"What a superb swordsmanship."
Yan Qingying's eyes were firm and sharp, and she couldn't help but sigh softly.
The two of them just used basic swordsmanship to fight.
But the person in front of her was nearly thirty years younger than her.
Every attack was not defeated by her at all.
At Huo Bingshuang's age, she was far inferior to others.
"But this is not enough."
Yan Qingying thought silently in her heart.
The next moment, she drew her sword brazenly.
Her swordsmanship is like her state of mind, fearless, decisive and direct.
The battle raged.
The two figures intertwined, their swords flashing.
a long time.
There was a trace of sweat on both of their foreheads.
Yan Qing's sword skills became more and more proficient, and Huo Bingshuang showed no sign of weakness. Their sword skills were like two whirlwinds intertwining in the night sky.
"Ice Stegosaurus."
An ice light appears like a dragon, rain light dances, and frost hits the sky. This is the Frost Sword Art inherited from Fengyu Tower.
Huo Bingshuang is not suitable for the techniques in Feitian Sect.
Therefore, as early as when she first started, Gu Xuan personally went to Fengyu Tower to seek a special method for her.
Until some time ago.
Feitianmen gathered Fengyulou with unparalleled momentum, and the opponent handed over the supreme inheritance Frost Sword Art.
suddenly.
Huo Bingshuang took a deep breath and then struck suddenly.
The sword cut through the sky like lightning and hit Yan Qingying directly.
The ice dragon attacks.
Yan Qingying reacted very quickly, dodged to the side skillfully, and struck Huo Bingshuang with a backhand sword.
The sword light split, and one sword made ten shadows, cutting straight towards Huo Bingshuang's head.
The two swords intertwined in the air, and each time they collided, they both felt a powerful surge of power, shaking their hands and numbing them.
They took a deep breath, and then swung their swords at each other again.
"What an amazing swordsmanship!"
Huo Bingshuang sighed in admiration, a trace of surprise flashed in his eyes.
She didn't expect Yan Qing's swordsmanship to be so superb. She didn't use any magical sword moves, but every move was full of power and beauty.
Yan Qingying smiled slightly, feeling secretly happy in her heart.
She knew that she was a weak point in sword skills.
Therefore, give full play to the advantages of experience, go all out, and focus on speed and surprise when drawing the sword.
Her sword danced faster.
It was like a stream of light trying to find Huo Bingshuang's flaw.
However, Huo Bingshuang is no ordinary person. She easily dodged Yan Qingying's attack.
The swordsmanship is as cold as ice and snow, and every sword reveals cold killing intent.
As time went by, both of them began to lose their physical strength.
His breathing became rapid and sweat fell from his forehead.
But their eyes remained firm, with no intention of backing down.
This battle is not only a test of swordsmanship, but also a test of will and determination.
Finally, after a fierce confrontation, the two of them took a few steps back at the same time, breathing heavily.
Their eyes met and sparkled with electricity.
Both sides can see the perseverance and unyieldingness in each other's eyes.
"You are strong."
Yan Qingying said with difficulty, her voice carrying a hint of exhaustion.
"You too." Huo Bingshuang responded, her voice also a little weak.
This battle has reached its most critical moment.
They all knew that the next blow would be the decisive blow.
…
On the other side, Ye Yang looked at the battle between the two men and nodded slightly.
To be honest, these two men are not weak in swordsmanship.
To reach such a point was beyond his imagination.
He originally thought that Huo Bingshuang had a moon sword body. In terms of cultivation, although it is not as advanced as Yan Qingying.
But she was still able to keep Yan Qingying's head under control with her physical strength.
But now it seems that it is not as simple as he imagined.
Yan Qingying is like an old man who has been immersed in the art of swordsmanship for decades, although he does not have any profound skills.
But over the past few decades, she has perfectly integrated her own state of mind with the rhythm of kendo, and can easily pull her opponents into her own rhythm.
In the field.
The duel between the two reached a climax.
On the stage, Huo Bingshuang stared closely at Yan Qingying.
The next moment is the moment of victory or defeat.
"Haven't you always been curious about the power of the Moon Sword Body? Then let you take a look at what is so special about the Moon Sword Body."
next moment.
She growled.
In the huge sky, a bright moon actually appeared.
The bright moon shot out its brilliance and blended with her, like a fairy dancing and killing with a sword.
This vision was brief but shocking. The moonlight was shining, and her body was dancing like a fairy.
When the sword slashed, the sword thread filled the air, like moonlight, intangible to touch, like a dream, but the next moment, it was already in front of him.
There was a hint of fear in Yan Qingying's eyes.
Seeing this, he flicked his left thumb lightly.
A sword ball the size of an egg flew out from behind.
The sword light around the sword pill vibrated gently, making a crisp sword sound.
Lines of sword energy rose across the sky, like a peacock spreading its tail, shining with bright silver light.
"It's actually Kenmaru!"
Everyone couldn't help being surprised when they saw Jianwan releasing sword light in the air.
This is something that is closely related to the lives of ancient sword cultivators and is extremely precious.
As expected, Yan Qingying also had another chance.
I don’t know where I got this sword pill.
When the two collide, one is the moonlight and the other is the sword light.
Although Yan Qingying has not yet reached the level of practicing swordsmanship, the countless sword energy released by the sword pill makes up for this shortcoming.
After a long time, after some contact, both of them vomited blood and took a few steps back.
But no one gives up.
At this moment, Huo Bingshuang once again activated the Frost Sword Technique in the sky.
An icy dragon cracked the arena, reappeared, and pounced on Yan Qingying.
However, Yan Qingying used a sword pill to cut off his head. The ice dragon could only turn into a puddle of ice water and disappear without a trace.
Huo Bingshuang spit out a mouthful of blood, fell from the air, looked at Yan Qing and sighed.
"Senior Sister Yan, I am ashamed of myself and willing to admit defeat."
In fact, everyone in the field can see that the strength of the two is about the same.
If the fight continues, it may not be certain who will win.
It's just that Huo Bingshuang was the first to admit defeat.
Hearing Huo Bingshuang's words, Yan Qing was stunned for a moment, and felt a special sense of gratitude in her heart.
"Thank you, Junior Sister Huo, for making it possible."
Huo Bingshuang shook her head.
"Senior Sister Yan is a little presumptuous. I tried my best, but I still can't win against you."
"This is not a fulfillment, but a helpless move. If possible, I hope to get the crown of first place."
Looking at the two people in the field, Ye Yang showed a smile.
He stepped into the air, flew out slowly, and walked in front of the crowd.