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Chapter 180 It seems like there is dust, the original sword intent

There was silence above the square, and only the sound of swords and weapons fighting sounded.

Everyone held their breath and focused on the two people on the platform.

Although the two did not use Yuanli, the battle was extremely fierce. Their bodies were twisted and moved, and the long sword moved with them, like an antelope hanging on their horns and suddenly appeared. The disciples of the Holy Land just looked at them and felt palpitations.

Every sword is aiming at a flaw, and every sword makes people feel unstoppable.

Putting themselves in their shoes, even though they could barely block every attack of the two, their next sword would inevitably die!

This kind of sword competition is what sword cultivators like to watch more!

The angle and timing of the sword, the defense method and the rotation can all allow the sword cultivator to gain something.

Sometimes, if you understand one of the swords, you will save yourself from practicing hard for more than a few months!

At this time, all the disciples also discovered that their senior brother was now standing one meter away from before!

This is too obvious. Although the two seem to be fighting against each other in an instant, Yan Ge is at a disadvantage in the sword competition!

For a moment, everyone was surprised. Although they did not face Jun Ruoshui's sword style in person, judging from Yan Ge's state, you can imagine how powerful Jun Ruoshui's sword style would be at this time!

The talented senior brother has been practicing swords for twenty years, but he fell into decline in the sword competition with Jun Ruoshui!

But at this time, Jun Ruoshui was very dissatisfied with him.

Although outsiders saw that he was very fast in his sword, he felt that he was slow!

When facing the Yuanli Mountain of Zang Tianchen, he was able to slash dozens of swords in an instant!

But now it's 10% slower!

He didn't know what was going on. He had already tried his best, but why could he not reach that state!

Jun Ruoshui's mind was originally ruthless and thoughtless, but at this time he had distracting thoughts in the battle, and even he himself did not notice this.

Above the void, the ancient old frowned slightly and whispered: "It turns out that he feels dusty. It seems that he has been so moved recently."

He glanced at Mu Ke, who looked nervous on the side of the platform, and sighed softly.

At this moment, Yan Ge, who blocked Jun Ruoshui's sword again, suddenly burst out with an extremely sharp sword intent in everyone's surprise expression, and a sharp aura instantly spread all over the world.

"The eldest brother inspired the sword intent first!"

"This...doesn't you feel that the sword style is not as good as Jun Ruoshui?"

“…”

There were constant whispers in the square, and it was obvious that Yan Ge was not as good as Jun Ruoshui in sword style, so he inspired the sword intent first.

Yan Ge stood with a sword, and the sharp sword aura rolled out, and an invisible sharp aura appeared, marking the extremely hard special stone bricks on the platform.

“A perfect entry.”

Jun Ruoshui stared at him with indifferent eyes and felt Yan Ge's sword spirit realm.

The sword intent is very strong, but he is comparable to him. He is worthy of being the strongest disciple of the Heavenly Sword Saint Land, a person who stepped into the God Realm with one foot.

Yan Ge looked at him solemnly and said in a deep voice: "I really didn't expect that the Holy Son's sword-like realm was so strong!"

Jun Ruoshui didn't say anything. If the speed of his sword was not reduced inexplicably, he could force him to stimulate the sword intent within fifteen swords!

"I'm willing to give up the disadvantage in the sword style, so let's compete with the will of the sword! "

After Yan Ge said that, his expression became extremely sharp, and the unparalleled sword intent blessed all over his body. The next moment, his whole body turned into a sword and stabbed towards Jun Ruoshui!

The sharp aura changed from invisible to tangible, forming a stream of light wrapped around him. Even the disciples on the square felt a sharp blade to cut their bodies!

Jun Ruoshui stared at Yan Ge indifferently, and a sword light flashed through his eyes, followed by two and three... After a moment, his entire eyes were covered by the sword light!

"Zheng!"

A sword light shot out from his eyes, and the sound of the sword sounded everywhere.

"when!"

The next moment, the Qingfeng Sword blocked Yan Ge's sword's tip, causing his unyielding aura to suddenly stagnate.

Jun Ruoshui's sword-filled eyes stared at Yan Ge indifferently and said, "Senior Brother Yan, you can't do it even more with the sword intent."

His expression was calm, but he even had a sharp breath in his words!

The ancient person above the void nodded slightly. How could the sword intent of ordinary sword cultivators be compared with the sword intent that has the original sword heart!

Yan Ge's expression darkened when he heard this and said, "Let me learn it!"

The next moment, he slashed down at the moment of collecting the sword, and the afterimage of the long sword disappeared, only a cold light flashed.

"when!"

The Qingfeng Sword blocked the attack again, and Jun Ruoshui looked at Yan Ge with indifferent eyes as if he was looking at a struggling clown.

Then his eyes suddenly condensed, and the sword light inside rose even more, and an extremely sharp sword intent suddenly soared into the sky!

"Zheng!"

The sound of the sword shook the sky, and the sharp aura instantly spread to the entire square, forcing Yan Ge's sword intent to retreat!

At this time, Yan Ge's pupils suddenly contracted, and the sword intent that had spread to all directions was suppressed by Jun Ruoshui's breath!

How is that possible!

He was shocked in his heart. He clearly felt that Jun Ruoshui's sword intent was also perfect, and he felt that his sword intent might be because of the early reason for entering the sword intent, which was even more solid than that!

But why is it a collision?

"Zheng!"

Suddenly, another sword sounded, and the sharp aura around Jun Ruoshui also began to condense into a stream of sword intent, lifting his entire momentum to the peak.

The next moment, Jun Ruoshui instantly raised his sword and slashed it down!

The scattered sword intent seemed to have found its own heart, and they all wrapped around the sword body, causing the Qingfeng sword, which turned into a afterimage, to shoot a terrifying cold light.

Yan Ge widened his eyes, and the sword intent also blessed the long sword, and raised his sword body to block the top of his head.

"when!"

Sparks and streamers flew everywhere, and Yan Ge felt the trauma of the sword intent colliding, and his face suddenly turned pale.

Jun Ruoshui's face did not change color, and he lifted the Qingfeng sword in an instant and slashed it down with another sword!

"when!"

This time, bloodshot appeared in Yan Ge's eyes and his right foot took a step back.

"Do!Do!Do!"

In the blink of an eye, Jun Ruoshui slashed three swords in the same position, forcing Yan Ge back three steps!

And this is not the most important thing. Yan Ge's eyes were covered with bloodshot at this time, and the sword intent was severely damaged!

Both of them were wrapped around the sword body, and the collision of the two swords was equivalent to the collision of sword will.

And he was completely at a disadvantage!

Why!

Yan Ge roared in his heart. He clearly felt that the two of them had the same sword intent, and he entered this place earlier, and he felt that his sword intent was a little more solid than him, but why could he not fight against Jun Ruoshui's sword intent!

Jun Ruoshui looked calm. After another sword was slashed out, the hilt of the sword suddenly flipped, and then he immediately rushed up.

"when!"

Yan Ge raised his sword body again to block the sword, but just stabilized his body, which was being chopped backward, his expression became stiff.

Jun Ruoshui was already standing on the left side of his body like a ghost, holding the hilt of the sword in his back hand, and the sword body of the Qingfeng Sword was now standing on his neck!

"Senior Brother Yan, I've given up."
Chapter completed!
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