The villain: the memory is exposed, making the empress cry for forgiveness

buzzing...

At this moment, the sword box behind Feng Buqi vibrated violently uncontrollably, and then opened it voluntarily.

Following the two surges of sword energy outward, two sheathless swords flew out at the same time, emitting blue-red rays of light that complement each other.

The two spirit swords kept surrounding Feng Buqi as if they were spiritual.

Looking at the two spirit swords flying out actively, Feng Buqi's messy gaze suddenly became extremely soft.

Those gazes were as gentle as water, as if the two swords were like his dear and dear ones, as if some kind of sad past that could not be recalled had happened.

He slowly let go of Chunjun in his hand, allowing it to float around him together with the Gentleman's Three Swords just now.

He lowered his head, his lips moved slightly, his mouth was plausible, and he didn't know what to whisper.

With both hands left and right, holding two swords, Feng Buqi slowly raised his head at this moment.

His weakened breath changed dramatically in a sudden turn.

There was no trace of surprise or turmoil in his eyes, nor could he see any fluctuating emotions.

Even the sharpness of the sword that was revealed at the beginning of the battle disappeared without a trace.

Lin Yuan frowned, facing Feng Buqi at this time, his body gave him a warning of fear for the first time.

His breathing and heartbeat were already uncontrollable, sometimes sluggish, sometimes rapid, and the muscles all over his body were constantly trembling slightly.

At this time, the Huimo sword breath released by Feng Buqi is more powerful than any sword he used before.

Before the spiritual power was activated, an invisible sword intent was already stirring in every corner of the battle platform, like thousands of phantoms of sword energy pointing at each other, like a light on the back.

If we say, he was the one who wielded the spirit sword before.

But now, Feng Buqi, who is combined with these two fused male and female swords, really has a kind of human and sword fusion, a breath of one body.

With the breathing of the man and the sword, the sword power overflowed, and it became countless times fiercer.

Even the elders of the Heavenly Spirit Realm who were far away from the battle stage felt a thorn in their throats and felt uncomfortable all over.

Obviously, although the quality of these two spirit swords is still heaven-level, they are more cherished than barren-level spirit swords.

Because these are two spirit swords with sword souls.

In this qualifying competition, Feng Buqi has never shown these two male and female swords, and no one has the strength to force them out.

But as soon as the two swords came out, just the collision of spiritual pressure and breath, Lin Yuan was already at a disadvantage.

At this moment, Feng Buqi, who is united with these two spiritual swords, has already swept away the decline just now, and raised the spiritual pressure to the point where it far surpassed its realm.

Facing Feng Buqi like this, even the elders of the Heavenly Spirit Realm are not confident that they can win head-on.

It is not even sure whether he can eat his sword.

One green and one red, two male and female swords crossed in front of Feng Buqi.

Waves of sword energy like water ripples swayed on his left side, and waves of sword energy like fireworks swirled on his right side.

These two diametrically opposite sword qi have become so strong that they have become real.

Feng Buqi's long hair was raised high, and his footsteps moved slightly, but the slight movement caused the sword wind to sweep across the space of the battle platform, and the space trembled.

Before he could make a move, the sudden eruption shocked everyone and gave them deep awe.

"Boom!!!"

With the violent tremor of the sword energy in the space, Feng Buqi made a move.

"Double Sword Hua Zhan!"

With a loud shout, the Profound Sky Stone he stepped on suddenly exploded, and his figure turned into a stream of light, shooting towards Lin Yuan suddenly.

At the same time, the two condensed sword qi suddenly condensed, drawing two gorgeous sword lights in the air.

The sword light pushed a series of sharp edges of sword energy that could annihilate everything, and slashed towards Lin Yuan.

This time, Lin Yuan did not choose to use violent force to fight against him.

Just by the aura rushing towards his face, he knew that it was definitely not something that could be resisted by just a barren level sword.

The moment Feng Buqi held the double swords in his hands, he decisively let go of the big swords and chose to fight with the two-color golden lotus.

After entering the Earth Spirit Realm, his ability to control spirit particles became more subtle.

Coupled with the experience of the previous few times, he is already familiar with the road.

But in an instant, the two-color golden lotus took shape.

The two colors of green and gold blended in it, and there were bursts of muffled thunder-like noises.

This time, Lin Yuan's palm was no longer bleeding profusely from the tyrannical spiritual pressure.

His expression was no longer as tough and ferocious as before, but it was still extremely dignified.

But everyone can feel that the frightening spiritual pressure in this golden lotus is definitely far superior to that of Yan Ren.

But although there was nothing unusual on the surface, Lin Yuan's body was by no means uncomfortable.

That kind of terrifying pressure is a huge challenge to the whole body.

Only at the moment of forming, his aura instantly weakened.

"go."

Lin Yuan murmured softly, flicked his fingers, and the two-color golden lotus flew lightly towards the waves of sword light.

boom! ! !

It was a roar as if the sky was collapsing.

In this loud noise, those cultivators whose spiritual pressure was still low were instantly deaf.

The entire battlefield was shaking violently, and the spiritual pressure barrier was also shaking endlessly.

Even the air in the entire sword nest was completely turbulent, as if an earthquake had struck.

The exclamation spread throughout the auditorium, and more and more serious shock appeared on everyone's face.

This is the most powerful collision in the entire qualifying competition so far, surpassing the sum of energy collisions in all previous battles.

With such a terrifying momentum and earth-shattering roar, it is difficult for even two high-level Heavenly Spirit Realm powerhouses to do so.

The energy collided, the terrifying spiritual pressure erupted suddenly and then disappeared instantly, and a long-lasting storm rolled up in the battle platform.

The gravel was flying and the dust was flying high, almost submerging the main battle platform, and completely covering the figures of Lin Yuan and Feng Buqi.

Boom...boom...boom! ! !

No one could see clearly what happened inside, they could only hear the collision of two extremely fierce forces.

Obviously, both sides had already dissipated a huge amount of spiritual pressure in the blow just now, but the sword confrontation that followed was no less turbulent than the first time they met each other.

The entire battlefield was completely filled with violent power.

The ear-piercing howling of swords and the deafening roar were all intertwined, hitting hard on the hearing and soul of everyone present.

If it wasn't for the barrier separated by Yan Yangyan, the aftermath would be enough to spread to the entire sword nest.

There was a deafening noise and a roar, as if an invisible giant was digging the ground fiercely with both hands, raising dust all over the sky.

The indestructible spiritual pressure barrier, strengthened by several elders together, trembled faintly with every loud noise.

boom!boom!boom!

The last three consecutive roars exploded suddenly, and then the entire sword nest fell into silence again.

In the dusty sky, two figures shot out in opposite directions.

The pervasive spiritual pressure and the dust storm subsided quickly, and the vibration on the main battle platform slowly stopped.

When the image in sight gradually became clear, everyone took a deep breath.

After a short period of time, the main battle platform made of the expensive Profound Sky Stone seemed to have endured a natural disaster.

Every place, every corner is covered with densely packed pits and countless cracks.

The entire battlefield has been destroyed beyond recognition by the violent Reiatsu, and it can only be described as horrible.

Witnessing this scene, everyone's faces froze, as if they had been petrified.

This was indeed a fierce duel, but no one could have predicted that it would be so intense.

If they hadn't seen it with their own eyes, no one would have believed it. This scene was caused by two monks who were less than 20 years old.

On both sides of the battle stage, the figures of Lin Yuan and Feng Buqi finally emerged.

boom!

With a strange sound, the barren bone great sword fell down.

Pfft!

Lin Yuan supported the big sword and suddenly knelt down on one knee.

Immediately, his face turned pale, and a mouthful of blood spurted out wildly, staining the scarred countertop under his feet red.

His black hair was messy, his face was covered with dust, and his clothes were torn to pieces by the sword energy.

At this moment, on his arms, on his chest, on his back, on his thighs...

All over the body, as long as it is exposed and visible, every place is torn by the sharp sword wind, leaving shocking scars.

That bloody appearance seemed to have been dragged to kill countless knives.

"Cough er... gurg... hiss..."

Blood flowed profusely all over his body, and painful groans sounded from Lin Yuan's violently panting mouth.

He almost used up all his strength in the hundreds of back and forth collisions just now, and now he can barely use the strength to stand up.

After eating Lin Yuan's violent spiritual pressure bombardment continuously, Feng Buqi's condition was not much better.

Although he was standing, his body was shaking obviously, and it was difficult to maintain his balance.

The male and female are still in his hands, but the fierce sword energy and sword light emitted just now are no longer the same as before.

At the same time, they sealed Buqi's pale cheeks without a trace of blood.

He had never poured out his spiritual power like this in his life.

At this time, the spiritual veins all over his body were exhausted, and the flow of spiritual power became very difficult.

Now he has less than one-tenth of his normal strength left.

"Let's end here, Lin Yuan."

Feng Buqi calmed down the violently turbulent colors in his eyes, and his voice sounded very weak.

"You are completely exhausted, the victory and defeat are already divided, there is no need to continue fighting, otherwise it will only increase the trauma unilaterally."

"Uh……"

Panting in pain, Lin Yuan stood up slowly, staggering and about to fall, holding on to the barren bone sword.

"Who said... the outcome... has been divided..."

He gritted his teeth, spit out thick saliva mixed with blood, and raised his head little by little.

"I'm...not yet, I'm down..."

Those eyes that were unwilling to be silent were still filled with a strong fighting spirit that would not admit defeat.

Compared with before, not only did it not retreat in the slightest, but it became more than a few times stronger.

The more hopeless the situation is, the more viciousness and ferocity in the young Qing Emperor's bones can be aroused.

"As long as... me, and... one breath."

Lin Yuan looked at Feng Buqi who was far away on the other side of the battle stage, and replied in a voice that was low enough for Feng Buqi to hear clearly.

"There is no...lose..."

Leaning on the spiritual pressure barrier behind him, he dragged the big sword little by little.

In the pile of dilapidated rubble under his feet, a deep dent was plowed by Mr. Chen's sword.

"Feng Buqi...Look, it's clear..."

Lin Yuan's speech was intermittent, and every few words he said, he had to gasp for breath, and he could continue after a few seconds of pause.