Gongsun Zhishui wanted to distance himself from Zhou Qingyun, but it backfired and the distance between them became closer and closer. Zhou Qingyun would not give the opponent time to counterattack. He then quickly changed his moves and passed out a move very naturally. The long sword swung and stabbed Gongsun Zhishui's left rib. Gongsun Zhishui had no other choice. He turned his body slightly and used his sword to block it. Of course Zhou Qingyun's move was not that simple. He turned his wrist and the sword moved with his hand to attack his Dantian. The tip of the sword trembled, which made people feel uncomfortable. It was impossible to tell which part his sword was attacking, but vaguely, the entire upper body was within the range of his sword attack. "Looming!" Quanzhen Seventh Son and Zhou Botong are very familiar with this move. Most people can easily be dazzled by it. Many times, warriors only react when the sword is pressed on their shoulders. "What a swordsmanship!" At the same time, some of the warriors present marveled in their hearts, and some couldn't help but praise in a low voice. The leaders of all the major sects couldn't help but feel sour in their hearts, and their eyes were complicated and unclear. The Quanzhen Sect had a dead master with supernatural powers, Wang Chongyang, and an old naughty boy named Zhou Botong. Now looking at Zhou Qingyun's swordsmanship, it is rare. The most important thing is that he is younger than Zhou Botong and has unlimited potential. Gongsun Zhishui was even more shocked. It would be difficult for ordinary warriors to practice this kind of moves that alternate between virtual and real, fake and real until it is difficult to distinguish between true and false. In the past, the tricks that were practiced often were full of flaws. Painting a tiger would not turn out to be a dog, which would be self-defeating. But the moves Zhou Qingyun used were very intense, and the tip of his sword was shaking around erratically. He couldn't continue to resist, and he didn't dare to act rashly, otherwise, he might die at any time. Therefore, Gongsun Zhishui did not choose to attack with his sword, but retreated hurriedly. Hearing a few chi chi sounds, the sword light actually passed in front of him. The onlookers all wiped their sweat, thinking that if Gongsun Zhi Shui hadn't retreated, So fast, his head was already pierced at this moment. Gongsun Zhishui, who broke out in a cold sweat, was just about to breathe a sigh of relief when he didn't expect Zhou Qingyun's attack to come again. Zhou Qingyun's sword moves have not yet worn out. At this time, he further boosted his energy and stabbed the sword in his hand once upward, downward, left, and right, four thrusts in an instant. This move "Makino Four Directions" was so majestic that many warriors who saw it clearly cheered, thinking that this sword move was really wonderful and the position was perfectly grasped. However, Gongsun Zhishui, who took the move, had more abilities. Feel. Gongsun Zhishui pushed left and blocked, and took the four swords one by one. However, the power contained in these four swords was different, some were soft, some were strong, some were as sharp as thorns, some were as thick as mountains, some were empty and some were solid, some were solid. It was unpredictable, which made him suffer a hidden loss. Zhou Qingyun, however, was unyielding when he gained the upper hand. With a buzzing sound, the long sword pierced forward, pointing directly at Gongsun Zhishui's face. At the same time, the tip of the sword trembled, and the sword light threatened his eyes and the Dantian between his eyebrows at all times. This move is one of the rare sword moves in Quanzhen swordsmanship that is characterized by strangeness and danger. This move is called "Green Snake Breathing Letters", which is intended to bring out the virtual and the real. Any move that looks fancy may be a sword move. The most essential part. Zhou Qingyun spent a lot of effort on this move. Before the sword was thrust out, Gongsun Zhishui had only one gap left in the middle. However, when the sword was thrust out, Gongsun Zhishui took advantage of the gap. Gongsun Zhishui was taken advantage of by Zhou Qingyun from the very beginning. He was caught off guard and could only cope with it. It was too late to make a decent counterattack. The frustration in his heart was like the endless stream of a torrential river. The Yellow River is flooding out of control, let alone the uncomfortable feeling that your chest is about to explode. He roared angrily, his eyes seemed to spit fire, but he could only resist with his sword in a hurry. The same resisting move may be effective the first time, but the effect may not be as good the second time. A fool may be fooled, but is Zhou Qingyun a fool? When the tip of the sword trembled and approached Gongsun Zhishui's water surface, he saw Gongsun Zhishui swinging his sword again. The corners of Zhou Qingyun's mouth curved in a cold arc. He did not hesitate, and the long sword snaked like a long snake. He spat out a long letter, and unexpectedly Out of thin air, he quickly shortened the distance between him and Gongsun Zhishui's cheek, and was about to stab him in the face. At this moment, the key turning point in the competition came quietly but violently. Those first-class warriors all stared at the two people in the field, wanting to see whether Zhou Qingyun could kill Gongsun Zhishui with one sword, or whether Gongsun Zhishui could stage a desperate counterattack, escape from the predicament, and escape death. Zhou Botong, Zhou Qingchen, Hong Qi and others were nervous. They hoped that Zhou Qingyun would seize this rare opportunity and kill Gongsun Zhishui. Cheng Zhengtong, Qian Suanzi and others became even more nervous. They originally thought that Gongsun Zhishui's martial arts was superior to Zhou Qingyun's, and the hope of winning was high. However, they never expected that Zhou Qingyun would fight tooth and nail as soon as he came up, and the situation would evolve step by step. Such a field. The other warriors could not clearly see the movements of Zhou Qingyun and Gongsun Zhishui, they could only see a blur.?The figure, despite this, they were still tightly attracted, and they were nervous. "Danger!" As a fellow traveler, Cheng Zhengtong blurted out the warning. However, it was already too late, even if it was said earlier, it was too late. Zhou Qingyun's long sword passed through Gongsun Zhishui's sword shadow silently. Before he could recover, the sword light had already touched his throat, severing his throat like cutting tofu. "Ah¡ª¡ª" "Wow¡ª¡ª" "His¡ª¡ª" With the unconscious sighs of the onlookers, Gongsun Zhishui fell from the air with a bang, and blood spattered on the spot. Zhou Qingyun walked in the air, turned around and landed on the ground, his face calm. Many warriors know the strength of Zhou Qingyun and Gongsun Zhishui's martial arts. In addition to admiring his mind, they are also shocked by his swordsmanship. After this battle, a powerful enemy was eliminated in just a few moves, which was terrifying. Looking at Zhou Qingyun's calm expression, he was not overly happy, because he knew that he had unexpectedly struck first, pouring down waves of attacks like a storm, and finally forced Gongsun Zhi to death. Shui's smooth return to defense prevented him from exerting his full strength. He struck first and had the advantage. Furthermore, his swordsmanship is not very good. It is far inferior to Zhou Botong. At least he cannot use the move "One Sword Transforms Three Pure Ones" yet. A short but thrilling competition came to an end, but it had a huge impact on many people. The biggest impact was on the Quanzhen Sect and Cheng Zhengtong. You know, this is not just a victory or defeat. The Quanzhen Sect has won two games in a row, which means that the Nine Yin Manual has been secured. Wang Youkun and his wife and several second-rate warriors beside them looked defeated. Cheng Zhengtong looked ugly, but his eyes were incomprehensible. . At the outer edge of the crowd, a rickety old Taoist with a big sword on his back appeared at some point. He looked away at Zhou Qingyun, and first looked casually at the gate of Quanzhen Sect, then he became concerned about his target, the wolf demon. Come.