"Clang!"

A knife sounded horrified from Qin Yuan's waist, as if a thunder exploded in the field. The originally aggressive apricot yellow sky was destroyed and collapsed invisibly.

The sword light showed its domineering intention under the scorching sun, just like a golden dragon rising from the shallows, causing the sun to roar!

At the same time, in the ears of all the guests, there seemed to be a sound of war, continuous and heart-wrenching, as if this was not the venue for the Qin family, but the battlefield for fighting against the demons!

Draw a knife to cut off the water and lead the dragon platform, and the golden swords and iron horses come into the formation!

In an instant, a heart-pounding bright light immediately burst out in front of Qin Yan, pulling out a bright orange ink line in the air, approaching her at a speed that is unattainable to the naked eye.

Qin Yuan's sword was very powerful, and he had even reached the threshold before the military general realm. If it were an ordinary spiritual general realm master, she might not be able to take it. Although Qin Yan is not an ordinary person, she is almost at the end of her life.

Since she dared to let Qin Yuan take the knife, is she really sure to take the knife?

Until the last moment, no one knew the answer, but for the guests who came to watch the game today, they had already had their own answers in their hearts.

An elder from Changying Sect shook his head gently and sighed: "What a pity, the spiritual energy in Miss Qin's body is still not strong enough to completely suppress the opponent before the sword is released. Now this sword is probably not something that can be handled."

Another deputy head of Sunset Valley had different opinions and pondered: "It may not be possible. In my opinion, the reason why Miss Qin did not use fire thorns at the beginning was to leave a backup plan for this time. Perhaps, she could dodge it with the speed of the Qingyan Bird."

The opinions of the major sects are different and there are endless debates, but on the other hand, the eight major families and the three major academies are in peace.

Only the old worshipper of the Murong family asked softly in the direction where everyone in the Tianxing Academy was.

"What do you think?"

As the representative of the Tianxing Academy, Murong Wangui deliberately drew a line with the people in the family, he still responded at this time.

But it has nothing to do with the issue itself.

Instead, he replied in a vague sense: "Qin Yuan has been building up his power for a short time, so it is too early to draw his sword."

Upon hearing this, the Murong family worshiper's eyes were filled with relief.

And at the same time when everyone was talking, the sword light in Qin Yuan's hand had already arrived three feet in front of Qin Yan, and it was obvious that the blood shirt on her body could touch her body and severely injured her.

So Qin Yan finally moved.

She did not choose to take Qin Yuan's sword, because her steps were retreating, and she did not use the fire thorn as expected by the deputy head of Sun Valley, because the flame fire spirit pattern between her forehead suddenly disappeared.

Her arch of her feet was slightly slight, and a ray of light burst out from under her feet, as if she was floating in her steps, and her body was dancing like a spirit plate.

It turned out to be, the ephemeral step!

Basic physical skills, ephemeral steps!

Qin Yan actually tried to use basic physical skills to dodge this violent sword light!

This young lady of the Qin family must be crazy!

Such thoughts almost echoed in the minds of all the guests. Even the deputy leader of Sun Valley, who had previously thought that Qin Yan could avoid the cutting of the water, closed his eyes sadly, as if he couldn't bear to see Qin Yan's defeat.

But then, the screams of exclamations around him made him open his eyes curiously, and then he saw a scene that he would never forget for his life.

Qin Yan's figure was only retreating less than three feet away to the left, so the first blade light wiped the corner of her clothes and fell into vain. Then, Qin Yan's bloody shirt and shirt were raised lightly, and she took three steps forward very decisively and resolutely, walking five and a half feet, neither too much nor too much.

The next moment, the second blade light fell from her right front and slashed on the bluestone bricks in the competition venue, causing dust to spread, but failed to hurt Qin Yan at all!

This time, before the sword light dissipated, Qin Yan took the lead and took two steps.

Then there is the tail suo position, one zhang.

The star position is two feet two.

Next, there is Kui Su's position, three zhang.

...

Pieces of sword lights fell from the air with the intention of destruction. The dazzling sword light seemed to compete with the scorching sun. The overwhelming orange light almost enveloped the entire competition venue. This was not to draw a knife to cut off the water, but to cut off the entire river!

However, among them, there was an extremely light figure dancing in the audience. No matter how fast Qin Yuan's sword was or how strong the sword intention was in the air, he could never leave this figure. He could only let him retreat and advance and approach him step by step.

Such a strange scene made the entire Qin family courtyard quiet. Wei Gongfeng and Qin Ze on the main stage flashed a touch of solemnity for the first time.

The Gu family couldn't help but exclaim, as if they were familiar with this scene.

No one noticed that Qin Xiaohua, who had been sitting on the main seat, suddenly picked up the teacup in her hand, tasted it carefully, and sincerely praised: "Good tea."

Before today and before this battle, perhaps no one would have thought that someone would use basic physical skills to fight against the strongest sword of the peak warrior powerhouse.

No one expected that this approach would actually happen!

For a moment, everyone no longer focused on Qin Yuan, but bet on Qin Yan's bright and hot bloody clothes.

At this time, Qin Yan was like a small boat walking under the wind and waves, and more like a spirit butterfly dancing on the tip of a knife. Although she was in danger many times, she never fell down. She looked calm and calm when facing the turbulent sword.

For this, she needed to thank her teacher, Xia Sheng, because it was Xia Sheng who taught her this method, and Xia Sheng accompanied her to deduce all the possible angles of Qin Yuan's swordsmanship.

But Xia Sheng needs to thank another person.

The third young master of the Gu family, Gu Zhixing.

It was that day that Gu Zhixing used his basic sword skills to counterattack the murderous intent of a powerful Martial King realm, which inspired Xia Sheng. It turned out that basic sword skills could be used like this.

Since that's the case, why can't basic physical skills be?

So he did not teach Qin Yan new magical skills, but trained Qin Yan's stance to the extreme!

After ten days of hard practice, I finally emerged from the world under the attention of everyone!

The next moment, the majestic sword light in the field gradually became thinner until it completely disappeared, leaving nothing except for the sharp marks on the bluestone ground.

Because Qin Yuan's sword finally ended.

Xia Sheng said that the biggest flaw of the knife technique of drawing a knife to cut off water is not the accumulation of momentum before the knife is used, but the lack of succession after the knife is used.

So this is the best time for Qin Yan to fight back!

Almost at the same time the sword light disappeared, the flame fire spirit pattern between Qin Yan's forehead lit up again, and the wings under her feet stopped, but her body speed did not slow down, but instead became three points faster.

Fire thorn!

The blue fire shone on Qin Yuan's terrifying face, with a heart-pounding twist. Such a scene was even beyond Qin Yuan's own expectations.

Because he didn't expect that his sword would be exhausted in advance.

Three breaths earlier than he had expected.

All was because at the beginning of this battle, he was forced by Qin Yan's spiritual pressure, so he had less time to accumulate momentum.

The difference between the three breaths is the difference between victory and defeat.

The next moment, a fire that was far less brilliant than the sword in his hand slammed into his chest lightly, bringing a smell of fishy sweetness and a frown-like scorched earth.

Ask him to leave.
Chapter completed!