The war is about to break out.

"God is the mind, mind is the body and mind, and the mind and spirit are unified, this is the sword!"

While Song Que was speaking, the broadsword in his hand struck across the air. An extremely sharp sword energy quickly shot out from Song Que's blade and struck Yang Peng.

Yang Peng was the first to bear the brunt. Under the blade, he felt as if he had fallen into an ice cave and was being stung by the cold wind all over his body.

"What a combination of gods and wills, turned into one sword!"

Yang Peng's eyes flashed with lightning, and Song Que's powerful sword energy shot out from the opposite side. The fighting spirit suddenly arose in his heart, and the Dongming Sword in his hand buzzed out of its sheath, and he swung out powerful sword energy to meet it.

Only a master like Song Que could arouse Yang Peng's interest.

Others are no longer his opponents at all.

Puff, Puff, Puff...

The sword qi and the sword qi intersect and will explode upon contact. In an instant, the entire knife sharpening hall resounds with thunder-like roars.

Song Que's sword skills seem to be ordinary, just one chop, one slash, very ordinary, without any tricks, but this ordinary sword skill is as skillful as clumsy, and has the effect of turning decay into magic, producing unparalleled results.

The power of.

Yang Peng, on the other hand, relied on his strong internal strength and the sharpness of Biluo Hongchen's swordsmanship to fight against him, and his sword energy was not at all inferior.

In the blink of an eye, the two of them had been tentatively fighting for dozens of rounds.

"Not bad." After the two separated, Song Que praised and expressed his affirmation of Yang Peng's strength. Then, he said: "Next, I will use my special skill, the Heavenly Sword Technique. Little brother, be careful.

Already."

It turned out that the ten or so rounds just now were just Song Que's foreplay, and he hadn't used any sword skills yet.

In fact, Yang Peng was not like this. From the beginning to the end, he only used one set of swordsmanship.

The Biluo Hongchen Sword Technique is naturally incomparable to the Heavenly Sword Technique. The reason why Song Que specifically reminded him was because he wanted to tell Yang Peng that if he only used this set of sword techniques in the future, he would probably lose.

It was indeed a competition between gentlemen. Song Que no longer cared about victory or defeat. What he cared about was the true exchange of martial arts.

The best sword technique in Heavenly Sword!

Song Que shouted loudly, and the power of the sword in his hand changed instantly. This sword was like a horse flying in the sky, leaving no trace and leaving no trace on the snow. It was impossible to figure it out.

Before Yang Peng could clearly see the sign of the knife shadow, the blade had already struck in front of him.

Its speed is so fast and elegant that it is rare.

Facing this strange sword, Yang Peng didn't panic at all. Under Yi's sword skills, all Song Que's moves were on the chessboard, and Yang Peng could see them clearly.

He was able to know all the opponent's moves and reactions before Song Que used this move.

This is quite scary.

Wow!

Yang Peng casually swung the long sword in his hand and intercepted the traceless knife in mid-air.

Peng!

The true energy in Yang Peng's body surged like a turbulent wave, passing from the body to the sword body, and then blasted out from the sword body, instantly knocking back Song Que's sword.

Song Que stepped back continuously. After ten steps, he finally stabilized his steps. He looked surprised and sighed: "It's true that the waves behind the Yangtze River push the waves ahead. Little brother, your swordsmanship is good!"

Yang Peng's superb swordsmanship once again drew applause from Song Que.

Song Que cast his eyes on the sword in his hand and said: "This sword is called Narcissus. Based on its characteristics, I specially created the eight swords of heaven. Each sword has one sword, and each sword has more than ten changes. I just used it

What comes out is the first knife, the traceless knife."

"Since Song's debut, no one has dared to take my sword. You are the first!"

Song Que did not lie. He had indeed never been defeated since his debut, and no one could withstand his Eight Heavenly Swordsmanship. Even the master of swordsmanship, Domineering Yueshan, was also defeated by the Heavenly Sword.

These words were a disguised compliment to Yang Peng for his swordsmanship and martial arts.

Therefore, Yang Peng replied humbly: "This is all because of the mercy of the Song Clan Master."

Song Que smiled and said nothing.

In fact, everyone knows that Song Que didn't hold back the knife just now.

I don't know when, but there were a few people standing faintly outside the door of the knife grinding hall, eagerly watching the battle.

The leader is a handsome young master whose face is somewhat similar to that of Song Que. He is the young master of the Song family, Song Shidao.

Next to him, stood a stunning beauty, slim and graceful, with the appearance of a fish or a wild goose. She was Song Que's youngest daughter, Song Yuzhi.

Behind them were Song Bang, Song Shuang, Song Faliang, Song Jie and other masters of the younger generation of the Song clan.

They watched the battle between Yang Peng and Song Que carefully. The more they watched, the more frightened they became, and the more they watched, the more horrified they became. They did not expect that the rumored Yang Peng's martial arts skills were indeed well-deserved, and he could actually be as good as the god they thought he was.

The character, Song Que, fought back and forth without falling behind at all.

Especially Song Yuzhi's crystal clear eyes, radiant and sparkling with excitement and surprise.

This was the first time she saw someone who could rival her father in martial arts.

"He is worthy of being a peerless master who stirred up troubles in the martial arts world of the Central Plains. Young Master Yang's attainments in martial arts are truly amazing and admirable!"

Song Yuzhi thought to himself, a pair of beautiful eyes seemed to be fixed on Yang Peng, unblinking, looking at it very carefully, for fear of missing any details.

Just when all the young masters of the Song Clan were amazed, Song Que's second sword was unsheathed.

This knife is different from the previous traceless knife. It is ethereal, like an immortal floating in the clouds, coming on the wind and flying away on a crane. It looks casual and casual, but in fact it hides murderous intent.

Accompanied by a burst of ringing and sonorous celestial music, the Narcissus Sword struck again.

Immortal music is very pleasant to the ear, appealing to the heart, and has the effect of soothing people's minds and eliminating the enemy's vigilance.

Listening to this sweet music, Yang Peng frowned. He knew that this knife would never be that simple.

Sure enough, when the blade reached the vicinity of Yang Peng, it suddenly exploded, and the previously leisurely and melodious fairy music disappeared instantly. The thin blade of the Narcissus Sword in Song Que's hand suddenly turned into hundreds of blue blade lights, covering Yang Peng's entire body.

in.

The sword light was extremely exquisite, and every point fell on the critical point that Yang Peng must save. It was unbelievable and impossible to guard against.

Listening to the wind of knives whistling from all directions and the stinging sensation caused by the rays of the knife piercing the skin, Yang Peng finally knew that this move was powerful.

This sword technique is so unpredictable and unpredictable that even Yi's sword technique is temporarily ineffective.

Because Song Que's sword was like a flying bird and a fish, there was no trace at all, so naturally there was no way to use Yi's sword skills to deduce where it landed.

Everyone around saw this thrilling scene and all screamed in surprise. Song Yuzhi's pretty little face was full of nervousness. She secretly said in her heart: "As expected of daddy's Heavenly Sword sword skills, they are really sharp and extraordinary. This Yang

The young master is in danger!"

Everyone present felt that Yang Peng was in absolute passivity at this time, his life was hanging by a thread, and he was already at a critical moment of life and death.

However, in the face of this fatal situation, Yang Peng himself behaved extremely calmly. His handsome and beautiful face was as calm as water and unruffled.

He wasn't panicked at all.
Chapter completed!