Monarch of Evernight: Sixteenth Dongyue Shen Yue

bsp;Song Zian looked extremely ugly. This was not only a challenge, but also a humiliation. Qianye did not take him, the heir with the highest combat power, seriously at all.

He stood up, snorted loudly, and said coldly: "A little mayfly dares to cross the river!"

Qianye said calmly: "I've never been very patient, and I don't like to drag out my grudges. Since you made me fail to advance two days ago, it just so happens that I can settle my grudges here today. That's it for your ranking in the martial arts exam. So far! ”

"Arrogant!!" Song Zian was extremely angry. He was filled with hatred. He thought he had calmed down the situation that day and let Song Zining suffer a hidden loss, but he didn't expect that the other party would mess with him on this occasion. Even if he can win this game, the accusation has already been heard by the elders.

Next to him, Song Tu frowned and shouted: "That's enough! Next one!"

After Qianye, there was Song Zining. He chose the Miss Song family without any grace at all. However, Song Xinran breathed a sigh of relief. Song Zining's fighting style in the previous battles was quite gentle. Even if she lost, as long as she was not injured or the injury was not serious, it would not affect the subsequent assessment.

The remaining six people also chose their opponents one by one, and there were no surprises at this time. The two people ranked at the bottom faced off against Song Zicheng and Song Ziqi respectively, making it clear that they would be eliminated.

At this time, Mrs. An Guogong suddenly opened her eyes and ordered a batch of refreshments. This also meant that the ancestor was not going to close his eyes to rest anymore, but wanted to watch the game seriously.

There was a lot of busy work on the high platform. After the things Mrs. An Guo Gong wanted were arranged, the seats of the elders also changed slightly. Mr. Lu was called to the side of Mrs. An Guo Gong. On the other side of her was Song Clan. The feudal lord Song Zhongnian is old.

Among the elders, the eldest elder Song Zhongcheng’s face was as gloomy as a dark cloud over the city. He is Song Zian's biological grandfather and the eldest brother of the clan leader Song Zhongnian. Qianye just challenged Song Zian, but he even openly accused Song Zian of secretly harming him before the game.

How important is the ten-year examination of the Song Dynasty? It's taboo to assassinate your opponent before a game. Moreover, all the guests in the audience were at level 9. Qianye was the only one at level 8, but he was ranked first in combat power. At this time, he revealed that he did not advance because he was assassinated by Song Zian. How serious this matter was!

Whether it was true or not, Song Zhongcheng already felt that the elders were looking at her a little wrongly. Although her ancestor did not look calm, she was so fond of Song Zining that she might have a grudge in her heart.

The third generation of the Song clan is generally weak, and there is no suspense about the succession of clan leaders from generation to generation, and it will be determined in the past few years. Song Zhongcheng hoped that Song Zian would win the inheritance rights and take back the position of the clan leader from Song Zhongnian and his family. Now that Qianye had disrupted his plan, he was so angry that he wished he could kill this brave junior with one blow. He was determined not to leave this scourge behind after the big exam.

With the sound of a bell, the first battle of the top eight began immediately, between Song Zian and Qianye.

This is the lineup that should have been in the semi-finals or even the finals, but it was advanced because of Qianye's unexpected choice.

When Qianye walked into the venue carrying Dongyue, Mr. Lu immediately sat up straighter, as if he was looking forward to it.

Song Zian then appeared and stood in front of Qianye. Before the battle started, he suddenly lowered his voice and asked, "Has your injury that day healed? You recovered quite quickly."

Disturbing one's cultivation is a hidden injury, and it is difficult to recover. Moreover, Qianye said that he was trying to advance at the time, which would have serious consequences. At this moment, Song Zian brought up old things again, obviously trying to anger Qianye.

Qianye was not moved. He only looked up at him and said, "Sure enough, you did it on purpose. It seems that it is better to send you out now."

Song Zian pulled out his long sword, raised the corners of his mouth slightly, and said in a contemptuous arc: "The servant is like the master, I don't know whether to live or die."

Qianye's eyes flashed with deep blue light, and murderous intent appeared.

Song Zian's sword is slightly longer than the ordinary sword, and the blade is one-third narrower. It is obviously light and sharp. There is aqua-blue light flowing on this long sword. After injecting the force, the bright moon in the night sky appears in the blooming light from time to time. It is a sixth-level weapon.

This is one of the famous swords of the Song Dynasty, "Zhuyue", which is also extraordinary among the sixth-level swords. With this sword in hand, Song Zian can take advantage of the weapon alone. Not to mention the various powerful attributes that are bound to be attached to level 6 force weapons, just the 'divine edge' alone may cut off ordinary level 5 weapons.

The two sides began to move and confront each other. However, Song Zian did not wave his sword to attack, but retreated to one side. He drew a short gun while running and fired several shots at Qianye.

Qianye's body seemed to be swaying in the wind, and his steps retreated freely in every square inch, easily letting go of all the bombardments. This kind of evasion skill can only be practiced in the rain of bullets on the battlefield.

Song Zian met and knew that the force gun was ineffective against Qianye. He snorted, put away his short spear, vibrated the long sword in his hand, and suddenly accelerated his steps. In an instant, he had circled Qianye several times, and the sword was attacking him like a violent storm.

Song Zian had seen Qianye’s previous battles and knew that he looked a little thin but was actually extremely powerful, so he started with a quick sword attack to defeat Qianye with his speed and combat skills. .

There is nothing wrong with Song Zian's tactics. The only thing wrong is that they should not be used on Qianye.

Qianye waved his hand to Zhong Yue, and the ordinary sword edge seemed to suddenly lose weight, and it stuck to Zhuyue, and then made several circles in the void, almost causing his long sword to fly away.

These swords were so light and delicate that Song Zian was stunned. Faced with a battle situation that was completely different from what he expected, he actually stopped holding his hands. How could Qianye miss this opportunity? He swung his sword and counterattacked. Dongyue trembled and let out a low moan, disappearing and appearing in the air like a fish swimming upstream in the rapids.

Song Zian's reaction was not slow. After a pause, he immediately returned to normal and faced the battle calmly. His hands were extremely light and he drew out the halo of force one by one. However, Qianye moved forward and retreated according to his heart. The heavy-severing sword that many people had seen seemed like a giant feather at this moment, following Qianye's advance and retreat, breaking and shattering the force halo one by one.

The confrontation between the two suddenly turned into a fight, and they were evenly matched!

At this time, everyone was shocked, and many elders on the high platform changed their expressions. Even Mr. Lu opened his eyes wide and stared at the arena without blinking. The ancestor slowly peeled off a lychee and put it in his mouth.

Song Zi'an's heart felt like there was fire. In his eyes, every slash and thrust of Qianye was clearly the most ordinary basic sword style, but the timing of using it was astonishing. He successfully passed through and hit the weakest link with perfect accuracy, crushing his Force power.

Song Zian made a wrong step, and from the corner of his eye he caught sight of the expressions of the elders on the high platform, and secretly complained in his heart. He is now on the verge of breaking through to the twelfth level of a warrior. He is undoubtedly the number one among this generation in terms of level. If it is so difficult to defeat an eighth level warrior, even if he wins in the end, his impression in the heart of his ancestors will decline significantly. .

This battle is not only about winning, but also winning beautifully!

Song Zian was unable to get off the tiger, so he gritted his teeth and swung his long sword, the light was blazing, and he slashed towards Dongyue's sword body.

Qianye raised his eyebrows, knowing that Song Zian wanted to take advantage of the sixth-level sword weapon and the force level advantage to defeat his own heavy sword. If he could cut off Dongyue, he would be able to win in one fell swoop.

Qianye flipped his wrist, and Dongyue's sword turned and slashed towards Zhuyue instead of avoiding it.

When the two swords intersected, Qianye suddenly let out a loud roar, and the force power in his body rose, as if blazing crimson flames were rising into the sky. In the flames of the force, the golden light was particularly eye-catching.

In just an instant, Qianye's power reached its peak, and all the natural force within a few meters around him resonated. There was even a ray of dark force wrapped around the Dongyue sword, and they slashed towards Zhuyue together!

Qianye's true vision was clearly visible, and Song Zian's Zhuyue was also entangled with the Force, and its strength changed with the turning of the sword. However, when both sides struck with all their strength, the superiority was immediately apparent. The force resonance caused by Song Zian's sword was much smaller than Qianye's.

When the two swords clashed, Song Zian's body was shaken so hard that he could barely hold the hilt of the sword with both hands. Qianye's face suddenly lost all color, and his hands holding the sword couldn't help but tremble.

The two of them staggered apart, and the sword fight was evenly matched.

However, this result shocked all the spectators.

Song Zian is now close to a breakthrough, but Qianye is only an eighth-level soldier. The gap between the two sides is not only three levels, but also a huge gap between generals and soldiers. With such a disparity in strength, Song Zian's failure to knock Qianye out of the field with one move was considered a poor performance. How could the fight be evenly matched?

Song Zian also had a look of shock on his face, looked at Qianye in disbelief, and cried out: "You are hiding your strength, you are not a warrior..."

Song Zian immediately stopped talking midway through his words.

He was so frightened just now that he lost his composure. Under the eyes of the ancestors, how could it be possible for a mere general to conceal his rank? As soon as these words came out, Song Zian knew that his performance had lost points again.

The ancestor is eating melon seeds at the moment and looking at this place. Although she didn't say anything, her eyes were sharp, and no small move could be hidden from her.

Song Zian forced himself to calm down, looked at Qianye, and said coldly: "I'm very surprised that you can fight with me to this extent. But that's it. Were you injured by the sword just now? Light? ”

Qianye suddenly showed a sarcastic smile. After taking a few deep breaths, Dongyue lifted it up again. His momentum was like the tide of the blue sea, slowly pushing up without falling at all.

Song Zian could hardly believe his eyes, how could Qianye be almost unscathed.

In fact, the two sides were evenly matched in the head-on sword fight just now. Qianye was only one step away from the ninth level, and in terms of strength and physical toughness, he was far above Song Zian. In terms of physique alone, Qianye is already on par with the Viscount of the Vampire Tribe, not comparable to ordinary humans.

In contrast, Song Zian now only has an advantage in terms of total force power, and does not even have an advantage in weapons. It is natural for them to be evenly matched with one sword.

Song Zian didn't know the key. He glanced at Dongyue, and then his eyes narrowed. Dongyue's dark, unremarkable sword actually had no flaws at all. This meant that, at least in terms of material, this simple epee was no worse than the sixth-level Zhuyue.

Song Zian took a deep breath, shook his hand, and a bright moon suddenly appeared above his head, shining in the sky. The long sword in his hand could not help but tremble, emitting thousands of sword lights like water and moonlight, attacking Qianye.

This is the Gaoling Song family's secret sword skill: Mingyue Tianxin. At this time, he no longer cared about leaving a backup force for the following battle. If he failed here, there would be no need to talk about the future.

However, Qianye's momentum was already strong at this moment. With a loud shout, Dongyue chopped down in the air!