The Villain's White Lotus Halo

The most practiced sword.

So Duan Chongxuan chose 'Fog From Cangya'.

Wan Dao Feiyu was covered by mist, and the golden light faded.

As Duan Chongxuan's sword moved again, the voices of Cangya Mountain disciples sounded one after another,

"The clouds sink to Xixiu!"

"Wind in the River!"

In the past, no one has ever connected these two moves together, but now Duan Chongxuan uses them, unexpectedly there is a smooth and natural way of complementing each other.

Cheng Tianyu has been forced by the opponent's sword to retreat more than ten steps, and he is about to retreat from the ring!

Suddenly his wrist turned sideways, and the golden light dispersed.

The Feiyu sword dragged across the edge of the black long sword, splashing countless sparks.

There was a commotion in the direction of the Qinglu Sword Sect,

"Qinglu Evening Photo!"

"Xunjiang Muyan!"

Elders in the stands praised, "Wonderful!"

It is indeed wonderful.

This battle has progressed so far, and everyone feels wonderful.

The sword in Duan Chongxuan's hands is wonderful, and Cheng Tianyu's talent for swordsmanship is wonderful when he is dissatisfied with the weak crown.

Even better, use 'Mist Cangya' to break 'Golden Feather Heavy Light', and use 'Qinglu Evening Photo' to counter 'Wind and Wind'.

If it weren't for the two sides in the battle today, no one would have thought that such ordinary sword moves could have such power when connected together.

Song Tang's expression became serious.

Up to now in the battle, they have guessed every step of the opponent, and the opponent is also aware of their reaction.

From the very beginning, the two sides in this battle were not just Duan Chongxuan and Cheng Tianyu.

It was Yin Biyue and Luo Mingchuan's first confrontation with Song Tang and Zhong Shan!

The more dignified one was Luo Mingchuan.

Because Duan Chongxuan's three consecutive moves did break the 'Golden Feather's Heavy Light' and forced Cheng Tianyu to retreat again and again, but he did not completely defeat him.

And Cheng Tianyu has turned the corner into safety after two moves.

All calculations and drills have come to an end.

What Luo Mingchuan said came to Duan Chongxuan's mind,

"If you still haven't won after using this sword, then you can only rely on yourself for the rest."

Now all of his sword moves have been broken by the opponent.

In the eastern sky, the morning glow has not yet dissipated, and the Zhanzhan clear light shines on the world.

Holding the sword in both hands, Cheng Tianyu took a step forward with his right foot, with a solemn expression.

The breeze brushed his clothes and the long sword in his hand.

He is obviously a young boy, but he has the demeanor of a master like Yuan Ting and Yue Zhi.

He raised his sword up, and there was a faint sword intent flowing between the gaps in the morning glow in the sky, and the clear light was like pieces of white feathers flying down.

Many people feel this change and have to lament that they are too old, but their practice is far inferior to the other party.

"It's really 'Huage Feiyu'!"

"He really learned this sword!"

When Fei Yu falls, Duan Chongxuan will also lose.

But no one laughed at him, because the failure of this battle was not because he was weak, but because Cheng Tianyu was strong enough to break through the rules.

Even if a young man became famous like Song Tang, he could not use the most powerful 'Huage Feiyu' in the Feather Clothes Art in the state of concentration.

Until this moment, people finally confirmed that the Yasheng of the Qinglu Sword Sect gave the 'Flying Feather Sword' to this child because he was indeed worth it.

No matter how much everyone has learned, there are not as many as Duan Chongxuan who faced this sword directly.

Duan Chongxuan looked at the distant mountains in the mist, at the morning glow in the sky, at Qingguang and Feiyu.

I feel that I have eaten a few years more than this kid for nothing.

The sword energy was approaching, and it hurt his cheek.

In the nick of time, what he thought of was no longer the performances or speculations of his seniors, but what his father said, "Sometimes, the blade penetrates into the bone, and you have to try first if you know you will lose. To lose or not to die , You have to try it out to know.”

This was the second time in his life that he felt that what his father said made sense.

He wants to try.

Yin Biyue was the first to notice that the posture of Duan Chongxuan holding the sword had changed.

The palm of his hand on the hilt moved forward half an inch.

So what he held was no longer a sword, but a spear.

He closed his eyes.

Everyone in the audience looked surprised, not knowing what he wanted to do.

Could it be that Huage Feiyu was driving him crazy?

If you close your eyes, you won't be able to see the sword edge that is just around the corner?

Yin Biyue frowned slightly.

What Duan Chongxuan said before was, 'I can't use the strongest sword'.That doesn't mean he doesn't have the strongest sword.

He vaguely guessed what he wanted to do now.

But what he was most worried about was not that he still couldn't use this sword, but that if he tried his best, the sword would backfire and hurt himself.

Duan Chongxuan closed his eyes, followed the track in his memory, and pulled a gun.

His posture looked odd, but the room fell silent.

Because Wan Dao Feiyu trembled slightly, there was a hidden intention to retreat.

Duan Chongxuan opened his eyes, and his aura suddenly changed.

He looks like he is wearing a battle armor, and he is about to fight and kill.

The long spear stabs straight!

The air split by countless flying feathers created a long gap!

The howling sword sound was piercing and piercing!

Like iron cavalry clanging, thousands of troops and horses come across mountains and rivers!

Duan Chongxuan didn't use this sword before, not to keep his hand.But he himself doesn't know if he can use this sword.

But now, he did it.

The flames of war, the gold and iron horses, swallow thousands of miles like a tiger.

The majesty of the emperor and the aura of dragon and tiger are all in this gun!

Be amazed!

In the stands, the elder finally dared to confirm his guess, "It really is Fenghuo!"

Song Tang looked at the field, his heart sank.

He knew that the worst had already happened—the opponent broke through.

Junior brother is still too young after all.

He was never afraid that the younger brother would lose, he was only afraid that the younger brother would not quit after learning.

The teacher's long-cherished wish, the fame of Feiyujian, and even the high hopes of the master are all burdens, enough to crush immature shoulders.

The little junior who grew up under such pressure puts the honor of the sect first in everything, and would rather be seriously injured by the opponent's sword than retreat.

Standing on the ring, Cheng Tianyu seemed to be facing thousands of troops.

He knew that his sword power was weak, but the opponent's sword intent was burning.This can already predict the end.

But his expression was awe-inspiring, and he could not see a trace of fear.

Seeing that he was about to face the opponent's sword directly.

Unexpectedly, Cheng Tianyu retreated with his horizontal sword!

Feiyujian's sword turned straight, cutting the way for him from the thousands of troops!

Because at the last moment, he inexplicably remembered what Senior Brother Zhong said,

"Sometimes it takes more wisdom and courage to go backward than to go forward."

Cheng Tianyu backed out.Holding the ground with a sword, he stood with difficulty.

It turned out that being able to retreat with such a sword force had exhausted his last true energy and mind.

It is conceivable that if he did not retreat just now, he would be seriously injured.

The howling of the sword stopped abruptly, and when the sword's power was exhausted, it was like Ming Jin withdrawing his troops.

A crack opened on the stone platform.

Duan Chongxuan wiped away the blood that overflowed from the corner of his mouth, "I've accepted it."

There were exclamations from the audience.

Many people recovered from the shock and began to exclaim.

"Do you know what kind of sword that is?"

"I don't know, I've never seen..."

"It looks like a kind of marksmanship to me."

Everyone could tell that 'acceptance' was a polite word, but Cheng Tianyu replied seriously, "No concession. I lost."

He put his sword back into its sheath and walked off the ring, Song Tang and Zhong Shan were already waiting to help him.

He lowered his head and looked frustrated, "Brother, I lost."

Zhong Shan said, "No, you did a good job."

Song Tang patted his head with a smile, and added, "You didn't get irritated by your opponent, and you didn't force yourself to retreat. You beat yourself."

So Cheng Tianyu also laughed.

When the disciples of the Qinglu Sword Sect heard this, they all came up to congratulate their junior brother.

Luo Mingchuan and Yin Biyue helped Duan Chongxuan down.

Although he won, the last sword was too sharp, and there was a hint of backlash.

Duan Chongxuan waved his hands, indicating that he was fine, and laughed bloody.

The disciples of Cangya Mountain laughed along with him, and the nun of Lianjian Sect blushed and handed over her handkerchief.

The breeze shakes the shadows of the elms.The sun is just right in summer.

Like these young people who are in their youth.

In the ups and downs of their future lives, folding flowers will eventually become a trivial matter.

But they will all remember.

There was a battle at Chongming Mountain, and there was no loser in that battle.