Asking about longevity

This time the sword contest is a beheading contest.

For the "beheading" competition system, Mohua originally had a better plan, but now the Xuanzi Game is only a few games, and it is not good to expose too many trump cards.

In addition, ink painting wanted to justify the name of Fireball Art.

He wanted to tell you a truth: there are many ways to do Taoism, each with its strengths and weaknesses, and it is not necessary to be able to be excellent Taoism.

As long as you study it carefully, use it well, and use it in detail, even if it is just ordinary fireball techniques, it should not be underestimated.

The bell of the discussion of Tao rang and the discussion of swords began.

The disciples on both sides began to take action.

The "beheading competition" of the Xuanzi sword discussion is larger, and the mountain terrain is more complex, including mountains, forests, streams, swamps, and forests.

The entry position is random.

It is possible that both parties will encounter directly, so you should not be careless at all.

As soon as Qin Cangliu entered the arena, the disciple of Guishui Sect immediately let go of his spiritual consciousness and kept his sword on guard.

After confirming the safety of the surrounding areas, Guishuimen then focused on Qin Cangliu, the "leader", and was advancing forward while investigating the enemy situation.

They chose to "attack".

On the Mohua side, "defense" was chosen.

In the beheading match, the leader on the opposite side is "strong", while the leader of himself is "weak".

There is no need to think about the Mo Hua, the opponent will definitely choose "strong attack".

If he had been himself, he would have chosen this way.

After all, the temptation of a "slim" leader who can kill him with just one sword is too great.

Therefore, ink painting intends to "wait for the rabbit."

Unlike Guishuimen's vigilance, the ink painting looked very calm after entering the scene.

His spiritual sense was too strong. With just a brief scan, he could see through the surrounding mountains and rivers, pointing to a small wood several miles away on the right and said:

"Let's go there."

Linghu Xiao and others nodded.

Although Ouyang Xuan did not nod, he followed honestly.

After arriving at the woods, Mo Hua began to arrange the formation and shape.

After a few circles, the five people from Guishuimen found no one in the swamps and hillsides everywhere. After going around in circles, they came to the forest of ink paintings.

The two sides are not far apart, and they will probably meet in less than a quarter of an hour.

On the outside of the temple, after a boring wait, the people watching the battle gradually became expectant in their hearts.

"Now, there's finally a good show..."

"This 'Qin Cangliu' of Guishuimen is not an ordinary disciple. The Qin family comes from, and in terms of origin, it can even be traced back to the family of ministers in Daozhou and Daoting."

"I also heard that he was a child from Daozhou. He was fostered in the Qin family in Ganzhou to study..."

"really?"

"I said it was 'heard'..."

"Whether you hear or not, your identity is not low anyway. I have heard that many daughters of fifth-rank families in the academic prefecture have asked someone to go to the Qin family to mention marriage, and want to get together with this Qin prince. It’s a good marriage, but you can’t even cross the threshold…”

"His marriage was decided by Daozhou."

"There are other things that can be fake, but there is no way to do things like 'engagement'. If you don't have a hard family background, you don't have the confidence to do so."

"Not only that, I heard that Qin Cangliu has excellent sword skills in his inheritance."

"Gui Shui Sword Technique of Gui Shuimen?"

"No, what he inherited was not the sword art of Guishuimen, but the Qin family's "Canghai Hengli Sword Art". This sword art is a top-level water-based sword technique. It is famous and is the treasure of the Qin family. It has no chance of being a treasure of the Qin family. How many people can learn..."

"How about Linghu Xiao?"

"It's hard to say. Linghu Xiaojian is well-known and famous, but Qin Cangliu is the low-key and steady style of aristocratic family, and he is not ostentatious in his daily life."

"I guess I'm calming down and trying to make a big splash in this sword contest for ten years."

"This is how genius is. Sometimes everyone brags me and I hold you up. They look great like flowers, but under the reputation, there will definitely be someone who is 'real gold', who is 'golding', really touching You'll know it right away."

"Then some of this sword contest will be watched..."

"This is a real showdown of kendo geniuses!"

Almost all of everyone's attention was on the battle between Linghu Xiao and Qin Cangliu, the two geniuses.

In addition, many people remember the Form Painting, a formation master who knows fireball skills.

"This is a beheading contest. That Mo Hua became the 'leader' in a mess. Now he wants to stand by and watch, there is nothing he can do..."

"What else can he do without standing by?"

"Also use fireball?"

"Last time, Wu Ming was a parallel guy. His hometown was from Kunzhou. There were many wealthy families in Kunzhou and nouveau riche. His disciples did not seek to make progress and had a fancy spiritual weapon. They also wanted to come and discuss swords..."

"Wu Ming is incompetent, so he fell into the fireball technique."

"But Qin Cangliu is different. This is a serious genius in the sect. It is impossible for him to be conspired by the fireball technique."

"Maybe, when we meet, the fireball technique called Mo Hua was too late to use, so we were killed by a sword..."

"That's a pity. I can't see the competition between the two great sword geniuses."

"I hope that the person named Mo Hua can hold on for a while and don't lose too fast, otherwise you will have no fun..."

...

As the people outside the venue were chatting, the two groups of disciples in the venue finally met outside the woods.

Qin Cangliu and the other five were wearing black water robes, holding a long Shui Han colored sword, looking at the people on the Taixu Sect:

Linghu Xiao, Ouyang Xuan, Cheng Mo and Situ Jian.

No ink painting.

The four people from Taixu Sect were in a "defensive" formation at this time, confronting Guishui Sect and protecting the woods.

Qin Cangliu's eyes passed by four people and looked at the woods in the distance.

The woods were dense, and there was a breath inside, and it was obvious that someone was hiding it inside.

"That formation master is not very useful and cannot use the fighting skills, so he simply chose him as the 'leader' and hid it in the mountains and forests. The other four people were so scruples and tried their best..."

"It's a good idea to be helpless."

Qin Cangliu's eyes flashed and he said lightly:

"kill!"

The other four disciples of Guishui Sect immediately moved in a neat manner, with their bodies as wind and their sword light as water, and they rushed towards the disciples of Taixu Sect.

Guishuimen is directly under the Daoting.

Most of the disciples' future opportunities will be to join the Dao Tingsi, starting from the Chief Secretary and step by step to the Diansi.

Therefore, every moment of stillness and movement also has the style of Daotingsi.

The orders are prohibited and the killing is decisive.

These four disciples of Guishui Sect used the same Guishui sword, and there was also a cooperation between the sword moves, and soon they fought with Ouyang Xuan and others.

As the sword lights intertwined, Qin Cangliu also drew out his long sword and started fighting with Linghu Xiao.

Both of them are geniuses of swordsmanship. Although they have different personalities, they all have a sense of arrogance in their bones. They have been practicing swords day and night since childhood and devoted a lot of effort to the swordsmanship.

As soon as they fought and touched the sword, they realized that the other party was a powerful enemy in the sword path and should not be underestimated.

Both of them felt a sank in their hearts, and then their eyes showed their sharpness, and they no longer held back.

The sword energy was so powerful that the sword edge was storming, and the two geniuses were strangled together.

Once a master takes action, he will know if there is any.

Outside the swordsmanship.

The monks watching the battle all looked admiring.

"I am worthy of being two sword geniuses!"

"You can see that you are just fighting."

"This Linghu Xiao's sword energy is pure and has a very high understanding; Qin Cangliu is not bad, his sword moves are calm and vast as the sea..."

Even some elders were quite satisfied: "At such an age, being able to temper the sword Tao to this point is all a material that can be made..."

Some disciples watching the battle even showed longing and envious eyes when they looked at the genius who were competing for the battle.

...

The audience was very satisfied.

But on the field, the situation gradually changed.

The confrontation between Qin Cangliu and Linghu Xiao was wonderful and no one was at a disadvantage.

But the battle situation for others is very obvious.

Four to three.

Four sword disciples from Guishuimen, two of them were entangled with Ouyang Xuan, one fought with Situ who used the Lihuo Sword, and the other fought with Cheng Mo who was swinging a big axe.

Those who can participate in the sword contest are all elite disciples.

Without using the killer move, the average battle between the geniuses will not make up for the gap in the number of people.

The few people on the Taixu Sect were obviously gradually at a disadvantage, and the support was getting more and more difficult.

Finally, Ouyang Xuan, who was forced to fight one and two more, was the first to reveal his flaws.

Although he has good talent, he can't beat four hands after all. After dealing with him for a long time, he was angry and slashed out with a sword, but it ended up slashing in the air.

Ouyang Xuan immediately realized something was wrong and quickly took the call back to prevent the insidious Guishui Sword from plotting against him.

But then nothing happened.

The sword cultivator of Guishuimen did not seize this flaw and pursued the victory. Instead, he took advantage of this gap and threw Ouyang Xuan and rushed towards the small forest.

His goal is clear: beheading.

This is a beheading match, not a melee match.

The sword of pricks will at most aggravate Ouyang Xuan's injury, but it cannot decide the victory.

On the contrary, as long as they rush into the woods and kill Mo Hua with one sword, they will win immediately.

This was also Qin Cangliu's initial arrangement.

This is a contest of swordsmanship, a genius competing for the storm, but the purpose of the competition is to "win", not really having to compete for the storm.

Seeing that the Guishui disciple was heading towards the small forest, Cheng Mo immediately roared, jumped up, swung two big axes, and slashed them.

The slash was both fast and fierce, and the disciples of Guishui Sect could not avoid it and could only draw a sword to block it.

Blocking this axe and delaying for a moment, the time disappeared.

Ouyang Xuan stabbed his sword and came up again, entangling the disciple of Guishui Sect.

The situation has been stalemate again.

But at this moment, another disciple of Guishuimen in the crowd suddenly shook his body and turned into a water shadow and disappeared. When he appeared again, he had already approached the forest ten feet.

This was caught off guard.

Cheng Mo and the others were shocked.

Seeing this, the monks on the field were also a little uproar:

"What's the situation?"

"Is this... the water shadow step of Guishuimen?" said the knowledgeable monk.

"The Water Shadow Step is a unique skill of Guishuimen. It is really commendable that a seemingly ordinary disciple of Guishuimen can cultivate this Water Shadow Step to such a superb level in the late stage of foundation building..."

"It is probably because of the body skills and the talent is quite good..."

"As academia, there are indeed many talents."

In the swordsman's field, Cheng Mo was surprised and immediately reacted, and immediately raised his axe and slashed it up again, Ouyang Xuan also covered him.

But his axe broke into the air again.

The Guishui disciple turned into water mist and escaped again. When he appeared again, he had already reached the edge of the woods.

Cheng Mo is a big guy, and his body skills are a disadvantage, and he can't catch up for a while.

The disciple of Guishuimen sneered, then carried the cold long sword, took a step and walked towards the woods.

The ink painting is too "crunchy", killing him only takes a sword.

Anyone can kill.

As long as he is killed, Guishuimen will win this victory.

He is confident in his body movement. The short-legged formation master who can't run fast will definitely "die" under his Guishui sword.

The disciple of Guishuimen just stepped into the grove.

In the dense forest, there was a whistle and a fireball flew out.

The fireball was extremely fast.

The disciple of Guishuimen was not surprised. He immediately looked cold and blocked the fireball with a long sword.

But the next moment, his face changed.

The flames exploded and the air waves rushed. The sword of the disciple of Guishuimen trembled, and the tiger's mouth was numb, and even the body retreated two steps.

"This thing... can it be a fireball spell?"

He was a little unbelievable for a while.

On the surface, it looks no different, just a little darker in color, but the power is completely a level higher than the ordinary fireball spell.

If you don't get hurt yourself, you can't feel it at all.

"Sure enough... As the leader of the formation, he still has something..."

The disciple of Guishui Sect was silent in his heart.

But the fireball technique is just a fireball technique after all.

It was not easy to get this opportunity. As long as they kill Mo Hua, they will win.

A lion will fight a rabbit with all its strength.

At this time, it is necessary to go all out and not allow any negligence.

The disciple of Guishui Sect looked determined and used the same trick again, turning into water mist, and wanted to rely on the cover of "Water Shadow Step" to rush directly into the woods and pull out Mo Hua.

But as soon as he started the Water Shadow Step and his body turned into water mist, a fireball seemed to have "eyes" and hit him with incomparable "precision".

Lun Daoyu dimmed a little.

There was pain from burning and explosion on his body.

The Guishui Sect disciple was repelled several steps, and his expression gradually became unbelievable:

"How could I... be hit by the fireball?"

"What happened?"

"I clearly used the exquisite 'Water Shadow Step', with the water shadow and the mist blocking my eyes, how could he still hit me?"

The Guishui Sect disciple was puzzled.

In the grove, Mo Hua snorted in his heart:

"Playing the Water Shadow Step in front of me? It's really a little grandson paying New Year's greetings to the old ancestor, laughing out loud..."

He pointed his finger, and another fireball whizzed out.

The Guishui Sect disciple could only block it, and then was repelled several feet, and Lun Daoyu's "blood volume" was also reduced a little.

He was a little annoyed and a little flustered.

"It must be a coincidence!"

"I have practiced the Water Shadow Step for more than ten years and have put in countless efforts. How could it be so easily discovered by others?"

"I don't believe it!"

He continued to perform the Water Shadow Step and approached the grove. As expected, he was accurately blasted out by the Fireball Technique.

This Fireball Technique was fast, accurate, and fierce. It seemed to have eyes and was staring at him.

No matter how hard he pushed the Water Shadow Step to the extreme, he could not escape from this life-threatening Fireball Technique.

The disciples of Guishui Sect almost wanted to vomit blood.

"Damn it! How boring is it to practice the Fireball Technique to this extent?!"

At the same time, he regretted it in his heart.

The Water Shadow Step rushed forward, and the Fireball Technique was repelled. After several rounds, the opportunity to rush into the grove to "behead" Mo Hua had long been delayed.

Cheng Mo, Ouyang Xuan, and Situ Jian all gathered around.

As a result, everyone fought anxiously again.

The Taixu Sect was still four against five.

But this time it was a little different, because from time to time a fireball would fly out of the grove and hit the disciples of the Guishui Sect accurately.

Not only was it fast, but it was also powerful, forcing them to be distracted and on guard at all times, which was very exhausting.

The disciples of the Guishui Sect felt the pressure instantly.

With the support of Mo Hua's fireball technique, the formation of the Taixu Sect changed again.

Cheng Mo was still at the front, wielding a pair of mountain-splitting axes majestically.

Situ Jian turned from offense to defense, standing in front of Linghu Xiao, blocking the enemy's attack with the Lihuo Sword, buying time for Linghu Xiao to condense the Chongxu sword energy.

With the front row, Linghu Xiao could focus on the main attack and kill with sword energy.

Ouyang Xuan was the vanguard, restraining the enemy.

Mo Hua hid in the woods, using the fireball technique to coordinate and assist, looking at the overall situation and controlling the situation.

One defense, one defense, one attack, and one vanguard.

Plus Mo Hua as the "assistant".

In this way, the formation of Taixu Sect has almost taken shape.

In front of the grove, people's shadows are intertwined, sword energy is surging, and fireballs are flying. It is extremely fierce for a while.

In the head-on fight with Guishui Sect, they are not inferior.

And the most difficult thing here is Mo Hua's fireball technique.

In the battle between the two sides, if any disciple of Guishui Sect reveals a flaw, he will definitely be hit by a fireball technique.

If someone attacks forcefully, he will definitely be blocked by the fireball technique.

If someone escapes by water, he will be bombarded by the fireball technique.

If someone is injured, there will be a fireball technique to "add insult to injury".

It combines suppression, rescue, interruption, identification, and damage compensation.

Mo Hua's fireball technique is used to perfection.

Especially since he was hiding in the forest, never showing his face, and only "participating in the battle" with the fireball technique, this unknown sense of mystery gave the people of Guishuimen a great sense of oppression.

But this was the feeling of Guishuimen.

The audience outside the venue had another feeling.

The disciples of Guishuimen could not see the ink painting, so they felt it was mysterious, but they could see it.

The image of the ink painting was clearly displayed on the huge Fangtian painting shadow.

He just "hid" in the grove, tapping his fingers frequently, throwing fireballs out with a chirping sound.

It looked like a "child's play".

Above the painting, from a global perspective, just looking with the eyes, they could not feel the speed, power, and accuracy of the fireball technique, nor the sense of powerlessness of being suppressed or even oppressed by the fireball technique when they were in the scene.

They just felt it was a bit "absurd".

This is the Ganxuezhou world, this is the sword-fighting conference, it is a top event that gathers geniuses from all races in the nine states, gathers the geniuses from the four sects, eight schools, and twelve streams, and gathers heroes to fight for the top swords.

In such a grand event, when will the fireball technique at the entry level of Qi Refining be able to appear on the stage?

What's more infuriating is that there are still people who are afraid of the fireball technique?

"That disciple of Guishui Sect who can do the Water Shadow Step has already reached the edge of the grove. If he rushes in and kills Mo Hua, won't he win?"

"He retreated after being hit by the Fireball twice?"

"What's there to be afraid of with just the Fireball?"

"That's right. The other disciples of Guishui Sect are also useless. They fought for so long and took all the Fireballs without dodging any of them."

"How can they not dodge?"

"This Fireball has simply lowered the level of the Sword Discussion Conference..."

"I agree with that..."

Most of the ordinary disciples and ordinary cultivators who have not experienced it personally have discussed it.

But some elite disciples, as well as the elders of the sect and the high-ranking members of the family, all frowned.

They are experienced and have a high level of knowledge of magic.

Although the image is distorted by Fang Tianhua's shadow, they can still see some tricks.

It's not that the disciples of Guishui Sect are not good, but that this Fireball is indeed extraordinary...

...

The sword discussion on the field is still going on.

With the superb fireball technique, the Taixu Sect gradually gained the upper hand.

Qin Cangliu frowned.

He knew in his heart that under such circumstances, it was unlikely to sneak into the grove and kill the "leader" Mo Hua.

In this case, he could only attack head-on.

Defeat Linghu Xiao, "kill" the other Taixu Sect disciples, and then rush into the grove to kill the despicable Mo Hua who could use the fireball technique.

In this case, it all depends on the performance of the Tianjiao.

Changing the situation and turning the tide, which is beyond the reach of ordinary people, this is the real "prodigy" of the family.

If you can't break the situation, you don't deserve to be called a Tianjiao.

The water light, like the vast sea, gathered on Qin Cangliu's sword, and the sword light suddenly surged, with amazing power.

His eyes were cruel and cold, staring at Linghu Xiao closely.

Linghu Xiao looked calm, but his eyes were filled with fighting spirit, and the sword energy around him was aroused.

The two looked at each other, and the sword energy in the void was as sharp as a blade.

All the monks watching the battle felt nervous, and then they all looked expectant.

They knew that the next battle would be a real battle of learning and swordsmanship, a real "showdown between geniuses"...