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Gu Xuejiang was right, but Cheng Qianren didn't want the other party to wait for work.

Why did Fu Keji choose Taiye Pond, and what is the strongest ultimate move that is better than 'Yinchuanhong'? He already had guesses in his mind.

A battle sometimes does not need to speak, the sword and fighting spirit can replace language.

'Autumn Night Sword' is the first sword formula that Cheng Qianren read in the library.

Among them, the next trick of "Walking Geese in the Fog" is "Frost Killing Autumn Lake".

He drew his sword like a yell, and it was a yell: I dare to use your Jiange swordsmanship, do you dare to take the next sword?

You dare?

Fu Keji only thought for a while.

In the eyes of others, the two on the surface of the lake did not move.However, Cheng Qianren felt a chill, crossing the water surface and the boat deck, penetrating into his bone marrow and meridians.

The man slowly raised the sword, the white smoke that covered it drifted away, and fell on his sleeves, eyebrows, and temples, condensing into bits and pieces of frost.

Cheng Qianren's pupils shrank slightly.

Frost kills the autumn lake.

Fu Keji really wants to take advantage of this autumn lake to display the most chilling autumn.

Upstairs watching the lake, someone could see the clue, but they couldn't figure it out.

"Cheng Qianren's question is imposing, Fu Keji has no choice but to respond, otherwise the sword will lose its sharpness as soon as it is unsheathed."

"Why did he do this?"

At the beginning of the battle, force out the opponent's strongest winner.If you can catch it, the battle situation may turn around. If you can’t catch it, you will be seriously injured and defeated immediately. A highly anticipated battle will end in less than half an hour. Wouldn’t the young people feel ashamed?

The crazily growing verdant and yellow irises by the lake were covered by light hoarfrost.

The students waited with bated breath, but no one spoke.

The conjecture was confirmed, but Cheng Qianren was not happy at all.The opponent is stronger than he imagined.

Before the self-restraining sword was pierced out, a warning sign suddenly appeared in his heart, and he suddenly jumped up into the air.

Almost at the same moment, there was a violent sound from the boat below, and the pieces exploded!

Broken wood and water mist soared into the sky, and mixed sword energy came after them!

"Clank, clank—"

Cheng Qianren's face remained unchanged, his long sword was like a swimming dragon, and the light scattered in all directions.

"Thirty-six sword strikes in one breath, and blood will be seen if one sword goes wrong, but he can protect his whole body so that there is no leak."

On Guanhu Tower, some people also questioned: "Is the meaning of Autumn Night Sword's autumn killing limited to this? Jiange disciples may not be suitable for this set of swordsmanship..."

Just at this time, a bit of cold light pierced through the thick water mist, and Fu Keji stepped on the water with his sword like walking on flat ground.

Cheng Qianren was fully focused on dealing with the clash of sword qi, so he had to retreat quickly!

He jumped up, passed ten or twenty feet in a flash, stepped on the driftwood, the driftwood exploded, touched the withered lotus, and the withered lotus shattered, and those cold sword auras followed like a shadow, stabbing him to death in a single step. to wear.

Fu Keji walked towards the direction where Bai Ying retreated.

He didn't raise his sword fast, and for this kind of ever-changing battle, the sword's momentum was even too slow.

But because of the slowness, it gives birth to a heavy and firm meaning.

Cheng Qianren fell into a clump of lotus flowers, and finally managed to catch his breath, and the sword energy blew up the place to pieces.His bun is messy, his black hair is dripping, and the hem of his clothes is completely wet.The robes that the classmate raised money to buy were damaged and useless, and blood gushed out from several wounds on the shoulders and backs.

A withered yellow curled lotus leaf was blown by the strong wind and trembled violently.If dragonflies and egrets fly over the water, the picture should have the beauty of autumn.

But at this time, Fu Keji was standing on it, vigorously shaking his robes, his face was indifferent, like a god and demon descending into the world.

Cheng Qianren didn't understand that the opponent's figure was clearly ten feet away, but in the next second he appeared out of thin air, right in front of him.

The long sword finally fell.An extremely powerful breath overflowed from the blade.

Even if he doesn't understand, he has to accept the move.

The dark clouds and the lake water seemed to be split by this sword, and the sky and the ground were full of mournful sword roars.

The temperature drops rapidly.The fragmented wreckage of the black boat floated on the water, and the egrets on the island in the middle of the lake neighed and flew away.

The cheers and admiration by the lake came to an abrupt end, and under the tremendous pressure of terror, all the students were speechless.

Upstairs in the library, the crickets in the urn were fighting inextricably.

Mr. Hu said with a smile: "Frost blossoms fall silently, and when you feel cold, they will have already covered the surface of the lake."

The court judged: "He has half a breath to think." Turning around and fleeing for his life or defending himself with a horizontal sword, if a warrior stays calm in the face of danger, the blink of an eye is enough to judge the situation of the battle.

In less than half a breath, a pool of silver light splashed in the air.Cheng Qianren flew forward to attack.

The sword glow skyrocketed, and the figures intertwined.

Fu Keji's prediction failed, Jian Feng missed a single blow, brushed shoulders with him, and almost cut off a strand of hair.

However, the moment the sword tip was submerged in the water, the entire lake rose into the sky.

The roar was deafening, like an eruption that had been suppressed for a long time, a hundred thousand thunderbolts were furious!

The students retreated in a hurry, and the lakeside was like a torrential rain, and the soldiers were in chaos.

Upstairs watching the lake, everyone cast spells to keep out the rain, and Elder Cangshan, who had just questioned Jiange's swordsmanship, was speechless.

The gust of wind whipped up water waves ten feet high, heavy sword lights shrouded the two people in the center of the lake, everyone's sight was blocked, and their hearts hung in their mouths.

Suddenly, the bloody arrow gushed out, and the white shadow was cut in two. Before a scream could be heard, it crashed down!

"what!--"

There was an exclamation from the lakeside.

The water wall fell, and the turbulent water surface reflected the shadow of Fu Keji alone.

The body floats.It is the self-restraint sword that cuts down an egret.

Cheng Qianren disappeared.

Facing the hapless egret, Fu Keji looked dazed.Let the sword wound on his left arm gurgle and bleed.

He had to admit that the other party had made rapid progress.

Cheng Qianren, who was in the concentration state, was no longer the one in the rematch ring who could only exchange injuries for injuries.Not only is his sword intent refined, but his sword moves are better integrated with his fighting instincts, resulting in an incredible increase in combat power.

Putting aside the hustle and bustle of people and water, Fu Keji released his consciousness and closed his eyes to perceive.

In the melee combat just now, he was sure that the self-restraining sword did not fail, and even pierced the opponent's ribs.

Cheng Qianren was wounded, but instead of floating to survive, he sank underwater.

What does he want to do?

The swordsman in Tsing Yi frowned slightly, split the waves of water, and resolutely sank into the lake.

When the sword meets the opponent, the fighting spirit arises.Even if they go to heaven and earth, they will end this battle today!

"What's going on? Where did Senior Brother Cheng go!"

"Fu Keji jumped into the lake!"

The onlookers were in a panic, and they had never seen such a style of play in the sideline referee.But it's not against the rules.

Gu Xuejiang stood at the bow of the boat, feeling cold all over.

Under the Frost Killing Autumn Lake, their small boat was almost overturned by huge waves, and everyone's clothes were half wet.

He once helped Xu Ran win the battle with Linshuangjian Zhong Shiliu with extremely precise calculation of moves.

It's a pity that this set is of little use to Cheng Qianren.

Cheng Qianren's only advantage in this battle is that he is desperate enough.Certain fighting intuitions for survival have been integrated into his blood through countless life and death.

Rather than relying on reckoning, expect instinct.

The harder you hit, the better for him.

This is a risky move.But under the difference in realm, if he wants to win, he can only play a dangerous game.

Enduring the severe pain, Cheng Qianren continued to dive, the light became darker and the water pressure became heavier as he went down.Agitated by the sword energy, the sediment at the bottom of the lake became turbid and churned.

Taiye Pond was very clean in Cheng Qianren's eyes.The waters without water ghosts are very clean.

He used to loathe deep water.But eat this bowl of rice and practice this skill.

Here is his home.

A powerful water wave hit, and Fu Keji arrived.