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The end of the world is so close!
Whether a person is at the end of the world or close at hand depends on Nangong Ziyue's judgment.
If she determines that the opponent is at the end of the world, her response should focus on accumulating strength to meet the opponent's sharp sword coming from the end of the world.
If you judge that the opponent is close at hand, you should move quickly. Because the distance is close, the opponent's move will definitely be very fast, and it will not take time for the opponent to react.
The night is hanging upside down, the moonlight is like water, full of brilliance, spreading every inch, Mo Ziyan's sword comes from the sky, riding on the brilliance of the sky.
Where is he, at the end of the world or close at hand?
Everything is a long story, but all reactions are between Sumeru. Nangong Ziyue must make a decision in a very short time.
"Otherwise, this sword can defeat her."
Suddenly, Nangong Ziyue moved, taking a step forward with her right foot, and slowly sliding her left and right hands into strange gestures, as if she was urging some strange martial arts.
She neither accumulated energy nor made quick moves. Everyone couldn't help but feel a little confused about what she was going to do.
In a trance, there was a clear sound of running water, and at some point, mountains towered around Nangong Ziyue, and lakes swayed.
Nangong Ziyue stands in the center of the lake, mountains are swimming in the water, and people are floating in the mountains and rivers.
"Is it the mountains that are moving or the water that is flowing, or the otherworldly woman between the mountains and rivers that is swaying slightly, I can't tell.
When you are at the end of the world, I will go with the flow; when you are close at hand, I will not be as still as a mountain.
You have endless moonlight, so close to the end of the world, and the end of the world is so close to me in just one thought.
I have beautiful scenery of thousands of mountains and rivers. I can flow with the waves or remain as still as a mountain, just in your thoughts.
Xiao Chen's eyes lit up, and he couldn't help but praise: "What a beautiful landscape, and it suddenly turns passive into active. Is this the strength of the eight aristocratic families?"
On the stage where the seeded players were seated, the ten seeded players also showed admiration. The eldest son of the Beiming family, Bei Mingshang, chuckled softly: "I have long heard that the Nangong family has an ancient book called Shanshui Jing. Today, it seems that Nangong Ziyue, I am afraid that after understanding some of these chapters, she may not be able to use her full strength when competing for the seed players."
While speaking, he also glanced at Haotian Zong Yue Chenxi, the woman who squeezed Nangong Ziyue out.
Yue Chenxi smiled indifferently and ignored Bei Mingshang's words. Nangong Ziyue didn't use her full strength, so how could she use her full strength?
On the competition stage, clear sword sounds suddenly sounded, but it was Mo Ziyan's sword that finally came to Nangong Ziyue.
Nangong Ziyue smiled slightly and pushed forward gently with both palms, which seemed to have the power to change the world.
The surrounding mountains are moving rapidly. Wrong, it¡¯s not the mountains that are moving, but the water flowing too fast.
Using the Nangong Ziyue flowing with the waves as a reference, everyone had some illusion that the mountain was moving.
You come from the ends of the earth, I will follow the current and escape thousands of miles away.
On the competition stage, Nangong Ziyue's curvy body quickly retreated. No matter how fast and powerful Mo Ziyan's sword was, it always stopped an inch in front of her, unable to move forward.
Above the loud sword cry, there was a clanging sound, and the powerful sword intent flowed out, passed through the wind and thunder barrier, and spread to the surrounding audience stages.
The long swords in the hands of many swordsmen could not help but tremble. Under the blessing of the moonlight, Xiao Cheng's sword intention more than doubled in power.
After being unable to attack for a long time, Mo Ziyan quickly changed his moves, holding the sword with one hand instead of holding it with both hands, his steps were suspended in the air, and he struck down with the sword on the head.
Fire burns the mountain!
The night dissipated, the bright moon disappeared, and the scorching sun shone in the sky. In a short moment, Mo Ziyan changed his mood.
The soft moonlight transformed into the strongest and toughest light of the scorching sun, shrouding Nangong Ziyue, forcing her to fight hard.
Whoops!
Nangong Ziyue suddenly stopped. For a moment, the mountains did not move, the water did not flow, the mountains were silent, and the waves were calm.
Showing his ability to control the artistic conception in detail, with thousands of mountains as the general trend and the lake as the intention, Nangong Ziyue was not afraid of the opponent's head-on confrontation, and punched him hard.
Boom!
The fists and swords fought hard, violent explosions sounded on the competition stage, and continuous waves of air hit the surroundings one after another.
Wind and thunder knotAbove it, waves visible to the naked eye appeared, obviously suffering a strong impact.
"If it weren't for the barrier, the impact of this power would probably affect some of the warriors who were closer in the audience.
"So powerful. Do all the top geniuses of the younger generation have such strength?"
"It seems that he is more determined than the ordinary low-grade Martial Emperor."
"Compared with them, the rising rookies are undoubtedly a little less powerful."
Everyone on the stage was extremely surprised, obviously not expecting that the head-on collision between the two people would have such a huge impact.
Lin Fei, the swordsman genius, looked at the two people on the field, with a fiery light flashing in his eyes, and murmured: "Master is indeed right. There are countless geniuses in the Five Kingdoms Tournament. I did look down on these people before."
boom!
There was another violent explosion, and in the sky, the scorching sun transformed by Mo Ziyan's artistic conception suddenly shattered into countless sparks.
The sky and the earth returned to darkness again, and the setting sun in the distance shone golden light on the competition stage again.
The lake at the foot of Nangong Ziyue has no waves after the microwave ripples. The mountains are still the same mountains, and the water is still the same water.
With one punch and one sword, who is strong and who is weak will be judged.
Mo Ziyan, whose face was pale, fell to the ground and seemed unwilling to do so. He lightly patted the competition stage with his palm, rose into the air and killed Nangong Ziyue again.
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The fierce sword light was like a sharp wind blade, sweeping in all directions. As the sun and moon changed, Mo Ziyan's aura changed unpredictably, and his sword moves were also unpredictable.
Nangong Ziyuehao didn't panic, and walked among the mountains and rivers. His fists came out at will, taking the momentum of the mountains and the meaning of the flowing water, breaking Mo Ziyan's sword with each move.
Feng Yuan, the eldest son of the Feng family, who is famous for his Qinggong among the eight great families, looked at the situation and said: "The artistic conception of landscape is really powerful. I'm afraid Mo Ziyan won't be able to wait until the moment when Nangong Ziyue Mountain runs out of water."
Bai Qi smiled and said: "Why wait until the mountains and rivers are exhausted? If he is really capable, he can split the mountains and cut off the water. If thousands of mountains are broken and no water flows, Nangong Ziyue will naturally be defeated. It's a pity that he, Mo Zi, Yan doesn¡¯t have this ability.¡±
Sima Lingxuan was silent, and he agreed with Bai Qi in his heart. Although Nangong Ziyue was strong, if that was all, he was not an opponent at their level.
Mountains and rivers are immortal!
Nangong Ziyue gave a soft drink, and was no longer ready to entangle. A pillar of water rose up from the lake behind her, and with the power of immortality, she punched it with both fists.
"One punch is a mountain, and one punch is water. The mountains and rivers are immortal, and I am the only one who exists. A domineering aura that is proud of the heroes spreads out from Nangong Ziyue.
boom!
Between the conversion of Mo Ziyan's sun and moon, the infinity swords were disappeared under these boxing, vomiting two bloods, knocked on the wind and thunder enchantment, and lost the ability to continue fighting.
Nangong Ziyue closed her fist and stood up. The mountain was no longer there, the water was no longer present, and there was only the breeze blowing on the competition stage.
In the huge audience, all the warriors were silent. The extremely domineering punch just now left a deep impression on everyone.
It is hard to imagine that such a domineering punch could be delivered by such a delicate and pretty woman.
The final battle of the first day of competition did not disappoint everyone. Mo Ziyan and Nangong Ziyue were worthy of everyone's expectations.
Nangong Ziyue looked at the seat of the seeded contestants, her eyes fixed on Yue Chenxi's face, and then she gently floated down to the competition stage.