Chapter 247: Morning Mushroom (Part 3)

Before the returning slash of the sword touched the sword body, the long sword in the field of vision suddenly folded, and a light and extremely dangerous sword-light suddenly forced onto his throat.

In such a cramped space, every change of moves became more difficult, and correspondingly, once successful, it would bring enough awe-inspiring murderous intent to the opponent.

Shang Qijiao Shang Huaitong was honestly caught off guard.

Because in this empty space, the young man had already done too many things. If they were really two fish fighting for oxygen, then this fish was simply panting like a fish.

Every time Shang Qijiao Shang Huaitong attacked with a sword, he had to top it with two or even three swords—fighting, transforming, avoiding, attacking. The young man's brain was precise, fast, and organized. And what was even more amazing was the sword art in the wonderful transformation. Shang Qijiao Shang Huaitong asked himself that he hadn't wasted any gap, but the young man could always dig out a wider space than him.

Just now, when the young man rushed up with his shoulders and arms bleeding against 【Four Fires Hiding Life】, that momentum was clearly a decisive strike in the narrow space, and that 【Breaking Leaves Returning Waves】 he changed to his right hand was also fast and strong enough.

When Shang Qijiao Shang Huaitong defended against this move, he had already felt a slight suffocation on the sword—the opportunity to unleash moves in this empty space was truly running out.

Unexpectedly, the young man could change another move!

The sword of disembowelment suddenly turned into throat-cutting.

He wanted to change within change, fast within fast, and win this round with the accumulated "first."

However, the fox forced the fierce tiger into a corner. Have you really thought about the consequences?

Shang Qijiao Shang Huaitong's teeth bit fiercely, and the fire in his abdomen was violent. Before the long sword in his hand exploded, he first raised his eyes and stared at the young man.

Seeing Pei Ye's eyes were focused on the sword in his hand.

If it was said that since entering the sword, Shang Qijiao Shang Huaitong had felt somewhat unable to react, then the young man was completely half reaction and half instinct.

No Little Serpent Heart, no Quail Head, nor any Snow Night Flying Goose sword style, and even no terrain available for maneuvering. He just faced a Six Lives head-on with a single person and a single sword.

He had always been able to have more responses and a broader sword field than his opponent, but at this time, the squeezed space had already made him feel the sluggishness of the sword edge. Moreover, the closer, the less room for maneuvering, and the more distinct the most basic gap between the two people became.

One move handled improperly was the result of the sword piercing the body.

But he still had no expression, only focus, no tension, only firmly advancing his sword path.

He knew how difficult it was to win this round, but he also knew that he would definitely win.

Now, this 【Stepping on Water to Pluck Scales】 in his hand was the change within change, fast within fast, that he had sought by breaking the sword to advance, avoiding the sword to advance, and changing injuries to advance.

Since the exchange, the man firmly occupied the word "strong," and the pressure of every sword was enough to make the enemy shatter. Seeing Pei Ye grabbed a "first."

He didn't spend effort to crack the man's fierce and unstoppable sword moves, but always made the man clearly realize that his sword would be one step faster to cut across his throat.

Shang Qijiao Shang Huaitong repeatedly broke his sword moves, precisely to press down his sword and plot a gap that could be suddenly successful.

It was a pity that although every time the two swords crossed, the young man's sword was destroyed, but every time, he could regain the initiative with an unexpectedly wonderful design.

But such a situation naturally wouldn't continue forever. Now, it had stopped here.

The two were almost close-quarters fighting. Breaking the sword was losing life.

At this time, Seeing Pei Ye's sword forced Shang Qijiao Shang Huaitong's throat, while the man's sword was still slashing towards the trajectory of the just 【Breaking Leaves Returning Waves】.

No matter who looked at it, this was a sword that would definitely succeed. But in an instant, beside the young man, a surging fire suddenly ignited.

Seeing Pei Ye had smelled too much violence and fire in this match, but at this moment, that kind of violent chaos reached its peak.

And it was already in front of him suddenly!

The swift change of moves was not unique to the young man. Shang Qijiao Shang Huaitong's fist center was upward, his wrist was reversed, and he held the sword. Under this strange posture, the long sword that was originally too late to return suddenly hooked an inverted angle. The light drew a semi-fan shape, and the sword body was already above Seeing Pei Ye's sword edge.

【Rebellion】

Shang Qijiao Shang Huaitong stared at him, with burning cold flames in his eyes.

One move passed, the feeling of exhaustion and suffocation clearly increased by a section, but Shang Qijiao Shang Huaitong did not spare the last opportunity to unleash moves. At the first moment this sword succeeded, the long sword in his hand suddenly became fierce, and a violent and unruly fire dragon suddenly met the 【Stepping on Water to Pluck Scales】 in front of him!

In front was a fragile sword, behind the sword was a fragile person. One sword could crush everything. If you don't unleash it now, when will you wait?

The anger and momentum accumulated after repeatedly failing to pluck grass were all poured out in this last move. It was an ultimate sword unleashed in exchange for "no life"!

Seven orifices smoking, one life illuminating fire.

【Seven Fires Qi Wuming】

In Seeing Pei Ye's view, it was a giant lock across the river suddenly appearing in front of the sword, and then a monstrous fire wave suddenly rose.

And it pounced on him in the next moment. 【Stepping on Water to Pluck Scales】 had no way to go in an instant.

Seeing Pei Ye had first used 【Shedding the Shell】, then 【Breaking Leaves Returning Waves】 and 【Stepping on Water to Pluck Scales】, which were three consecutive fast swords, and the advancing paths were completely different, only then forcing the situation to this point.

But the sect true transmission who had practiced the sword for eleven years always had his foundation, and the reaction and actions of a Six-Life martial artist were as fast as a swift hawk.

At this time, don't talk about defeating the enemy with one move, even his own sword was difficult to avoid. At this kind of distance, breaking the move was losing, and the man's heavy and fierce sword edge had already pressed up.

The situation of successive drastic changes had already aroused exclamations on the stands.

Unless, the young man had a fourth fast sword.

Seeing Pei Ye suddenly twisted his arm, the change was so fast that the sword edge whistled in the air, and the sword-light suddenly folded again. In this extremely dangerous and extremely narrow place, it actually gave birth to a bright sharpness again!

The light folded, suddenly avoiding Shang Qijiao Shang Huaitong's sword, and forced onto his throat again!

"Supporting Willow Sword" · 【Sudden Wind Drifting Leaves】

The Clumsy Realm sword art that the young man had chewed through in the Fenghuai small restaurant, even if it was the fastest and most folded sword move among them, was far inferior to the simplest move in "Yellow Jade." But precisely because of this, the "empty space" it required was truly not large.

It was just right to be used here.

The drama of the change only lasted for a few breaths. In the eyes of the audience, Shang Qijiao Shang Huaitong's sword exploded with fire waves, each of which was strong enough to be shocking. It would have already decided the victory in any previous ring, but in such a dangerous narrow slit, the young man unleashed four fast swords in a row, and a bright and sharp sword-light suddenly broke through everything!

Shang Qijiao Shang Huaitong's heart suddenly clenched into a ball!

This sword was no longer a question of whether it was in time. In fact, 【Seven Fires Qi Wuming】 forced the young man's change of moves to take a detour.

The man could be in time to block 【Stepping on Water to Pluck Scales】, and at this time he was also in time to block this move.

But what truly choked his path to survival was that the change of the sword move had already reached the end of a dead end.

The slash of returning the sword at that time had already made the man feel strenuous, and later he continued with 【Rebellion】 such a sudden change and 【Seven Fires Qi Wuming】 such a violent sword. This empty space had already been completely exhausted by him.

The air was exhausted, the digging touched the hard wall, and the spring could no longer be pulled even a thread.

And in such a desperate situation where both sides were fighting to the death, the young man gave birth to another change, and it was also a fast move that didn't discount at all!

It seemed that the dead end he saw was still the thoroughfare in his eyes!

Shang Qijiao Shang Huaitong's teeth had already bitten firmly, and the feeling of suffocation from the sword even seemed to really choke his lungs. At this time, he really wanted to retreat.

He shouldn't have used this sword here. It was not in the best state. Between the narrowness and the urgency, its power to crush everything would be greatly reduced.

He should have retreated, and used it calmly in the second round to undoubtedly obtain this victory.

But it was already too late.

Too close, too fast, the chill of the young man's sword edge was already about to be on his neck.

Consequently, Shang Qijiao Shang Huaitong's face tightened like solid ice, his eyes suffused with a reddish hue as he glared at the youth like a tiger.

Then come.

At least it was enough to deal with you.

No need for new moves or new changes.

It existed in every sword before. Every time he unleashed a move, the man was building the same sword path.

"Plucking Grass Section," this sword full of murderous intent, the sword moves were designed and written by the man himself, but the Qi principle came from the number one person in the Bowang martial arts world—Luo Luo Defeng's heartfelt teaching.

The section of fire in the body was precisely the medical martial arts classic that this master had immersed in for more than twenty years.

Thus, every fire activated the Qi in different parts of the body. Now, the seven moves of Plucking Grass had all been unleashed.

Body, arm, leg, tendon, viscera, bone, orifice, fire was flourishing.

No need for the empty space of changing moves, because this sword was completed directly inside the body.

【Seven Lives Casting Fire】

Any sword move game lost its effect here, because the violent fire was surging out from inside the man's body. Seeing Pei Ye forced his sword onto his neck, but the next moment the sword swung and the arm flew, the young man's long sword almost left his hand, and the tyrannical power suddenly crashed everything.

The strongest sword of the martial arts competition so far was again on this ring. This was the strongest peak sword of the number one Six Lives of Bowang. Any Four Lives should drink hatred in front of this peak that suddenly rose in this desperate situation!

The sword-wielders with deeper cultivation on the stands had already taken the lead in exclaiming and sighing.

The young man was still gritting his teeth and returning the sword, Qi surging into his right arm, trying hard to choke the long sword that had lost control again.

But in such a cramped space, how could he be in time to return? Even if he was in time, what did he rely on to block this sword that was enough to crash everything?

It was a lost situation.

Shang Qijiao Shang Huaitong crashed over with one sword, directly seizing the young man's neck. At the same time, Seeing Pei Ye's long sword slashed a slanted and chaotic curve and returned forcefully. In the trajectory, the floating sword finally returned to a light and agile bright light.

At the critical moment, the young man regained control of the sword, and the sharp sword body blocked between the neck and the man's long sword.

It was truly "between," because Shang Qijiao Shang Huaitong's sword was already three inches from the neck. In this instant, Seeing Pei Ye turned the long sword into a light and thin light and stuffed it in.

This was naturally useless!

Give the young man three rounds of space to exert force, and he might not be able to receive this sword. Now, stuffing in a powerless sword piece, what could he do?

The neck bone would be instantly broken and shattered.

However, the next moment, the sword edge slashed onto the neck, a "ding" sound vibrated, and everything seemed to slow down.

The fire suddenly dimmed.

As if the precious sword was corroded by rust, the white paper gradually turned yellow. All the brightness and strength turned into dimness and withered weakness on this sword.

As if Yang Yan's saber appeared here, swallowing the power, but it was clearly not that abrupt and absolute, but a more slow, calm, traceable, and unstoppable power.

This was the last style of the "Wind Sway Section."

【Jade Old】

Jade old in the box, face withered in the mirror, who remembers the withering and glory for a thousand years?

One of the two wings that made up the "Flying Feather Immortal," the highest sword of the Jade vein. And in the young man's hands, it was only after verifying it with "Yellow Jade" that it emitted its clear light.

The fire of life casting withered piece by piece.

The danger was thus eliminated.

The air in the space was also completely exhausted of its last breath.

Shang Qijiao Shang Huaitong could no longer unleash moves, and Seeing Pei Ye's sword finally showed clear suffocation.

There could no longer be any new changes. In this situation of being completely forced to death, anyone could see that it was impossible for both of them to unleash any more swords.

Only let this round go, pause for a moment, let both sides breathe; take a step back, and re-open some empty space.

The spring must rebound.

However, there was no stillness, no withering, and sparks suddenly rubbed between the two swords.

How could sparks be born from slashing and receiving?!

The young man was clearly still advancing!

Under the gaze of ten thousand people, he held his sword against his neck, resisting the sword edge slashed by Shang Qijiao Shang Huaitong, and as always, suddenly forced forward again!

The Cicada section was the life of a cicada. When it reached the last style, it was old and stiff, falling and withering.

But death is not the end of everything.

This was the truth that "Yellow Jade" told him.

In this 【Jade Old】, new life was jumping out.

Seeing Pei Ye raised his eyes and looked at the man in front of him for the first time. The man's pupils suddenly tightened, and the Qi and muscle strength bursting from his body were almost visible to the naked eye. The exploded power struggled to push this body backward.

He wanted to retreat to the second round!

But naturally, it was too late, at this distance.

The last sword under the suffocation of the desperate situation was 【Breaking the Earth】.

After the cold winter of all stillness, the summer rain fell, and the young cicada broke through the soft soil, tentatively poking out its head.

This sword unleashed three and kept seven. It couldn't be counted as an offensive sword, but it was enough to break a person's throat.

The sword tip pointed at the man's throat and stopped here.

The young man finally completed a pause, representing the end of this round, but the spring did not rebound; it had already been pulled past the limit.

Amidst the hundred zhang and ten thousand people, the suddenly rising darkness suddenly shrouded everything. Ten thousand threads, fine veins moving ghostly, crisscrossed in the entire space. In an instant, the scorching sun was painted with darkness, and the sound was covered with silence.

The Ghost Life Sword that had completed itself showed its unparalleled majesty here for the first time.

On the field of fifty thousand people, cheers erupted violently! It was truly stopping the wind and choking the clouds. Any previous cheers could not compare to it!

Naturally, it was for the young man who held his sword flat and raised it at this time!

Regardless of whether they heard Shang Qijiao Shang Huaitong's sentence "I, too, will only use sixteen meridians" at the beginning, people had already seen the context of this ring fight clearly.

The fierce and short victory at the beginning was a competition of sword path attainments in the Four Lives Realm. Shang Qijiao Shang Huaitong attacked, defended, avoided, and competed, while Seeing Pei Ye only advanced, advanced, advanced, breaking the sword when meeting the sword, breaking the move when meeting the move, and finally forced Shang Qijiao Shang Huaitong under the sword in a desperate situation.

But after winning, Seeing Pei Ye didn't stop at all, slashing decisively at Shang Qijiao Shang Huaitong's chest and abdomen. Thus, from then on, what he faced was the number one true transmission of the Seven Serpents of the Six Lives.

When Yang Yan faced Zhang Zhang Zongyuan, it was only Five against Six.

This was the reason why the battle suddenly became dangerous and heart-shaking. Every sword of Shang Qijiao Shang Huaitong was a desperate pressure that could decide the victory. He exhausted his attack and did not leave any hands. The offensive momentum of every sword made the viewers feel shocked.

And Seeing Pei Ye should have swapped roles, avoiding danger, struggling to entangle, but he still only advanced! Advanced! Advanced!

Just like this, facing the man's fire-like offensive, facing the man's anger-filled gaze, passing the sword and abandoning blood, he once again irresistibly pressed the sword tip on his throat.

When that dark and ghostly Ghost Life Realm suddenly spread on the field and blocked the young man's final sword, everyone knew that Shang Qijiao Shang Huaitong had lost again.

This was undoubtedly the most wonderful ring fight of this year, and it would undoubtedly be the most wonderful championship final in the past five years.

Winning Four against Six, the young man's figure advancing forcefully amidst the cold light of blood and no expression was deeply imprinted in everyone's eyes. If Yang Yan's victory was enough to cause ten thousand people to cheer with all their might, this young man would only be several times better now.

Sui Sui Zaihua took the lead in sighing, his deep eyes falling downward, and the appreciation flowing out was not concealed at all.

Gu Gu Yunfu stood up suddenly, leaning on the railing. At this moment, he truly admitted that the young man who wrote the five words "To Miss Ming" was indeed a true genius he had to sigh at.

And in the entire venue, actually only Yang Yan had seen the young man fighting with all his might that night. Now, whether they knew him or not, everyone was shocked by the young man's amazing sword skill fighting.

This should be the hidden champion of this year, everyone thought.

Ever since Young Master Shang achieved the Intent Sword, this martial arts competition had fallen into a boring state without suspense. Especially after Yang Yan was defeated, this championship final was just a formality.

Unexpectedly, this Four Lives young man brought such a wonderful victory of the weak over the strong for everyone, forcefully snatching two victories and glory from Shang Qijiao Shang Huaitong's hands!

Even if the championship was crowned on Shang Qijiao Shang Huaitong's head, many people would deeply remember this young man.

Moreover, many people clearly remembered that this Seeing Pei Ye was only seventeen years old. He was defeated but won, while Shang Qijiao Shang Huaitong was won but defeated.

The cheers and shouts boiled over in an instant, and words and thoughts were also produced at the same instant.

But the next moment, the young man once again firmly choked everyone's throat.

Under the gloomy sky and the heavy pressure of the underworld, a bright sword-light suddenly broke through the shackles and stabbed at Shang Qijiao Shang Huaitong again!

There was never a so-called "enough." The young man looked at the man in front of him flatly. Although the irresistible cold pressure had already wrapped around him ghostly, he seemed unaware.

Designing the battle and sorting out the emotions took more time than imagined. I didn't finish writing, crying.

Today is still updated in the early morning, don't wait.

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