Tang E lost, and Nangong Changfeng won the second game. Everyone was amazed at Nangong Changfeng's swordsmanship. The arena had just cleared, and among the gangster gang Fei Hun Villa, among the group of mysterious masters in gray clothes and masks, they saw a young man with a silver face and white robes, a silver sword on his waist, flying into the arena like a shooting star.
Holding the hilt of the sword with one hand in the arena, with a strong fighting spirit in his eyes, he said: "Nangong Changfeng is really powerful. Feihun Villa, You Shiduo, is here to teach me."
After saying that, the sword clanged out of its sheath, and like a flash of silver lightning, the powerful sword energy overturned half of the world and pressed towards Nangong Changfeng!
"Wow! Silver Lightning Shura You Shiduo, it is said that when he draws his sword, he can exert ten times the speed and strength. Ninety percent of his opponents have already been defeated when he draws his sword! It seems that Nangong Changfeng is in danger!"
Silver lightning came to kill, and Nangong Changfeng's figure disappeared in an instant, and the ghosts and gods were heard whispering, "Devils kill ghosts!"
In an instant, Shiduo, who was on the field, felt that Nangong Changfeng disappeared, and hundreds of sword energy came from around him! Dang dang dang, dang dang, draw your sword like a god, the silver sword shines brightly!
With a pop, You Shiduo was hit in the shoulder by a sword, and he took ten steps back and stepped out of the ring.
"We lost again! Oops, I didn't expect that You Shiduo's sword-drawing style and his ghost-like speed couldn't defeat Nangong Changfeng!" Everyone marveled again.
Nangong Changfeng sheathed his sword and said calmly: "That's right. You blocked 60% of my ghost-killing sword energy."
You Shiduo slightly cupped his hands and said: "Nangong Changfeng, the master of swordsmanship in Thirteen Sword Mountains, is well-deserved. I saw it today."
After that, he flew back to his seat.
Just as You Shiduo retreated, a green-shirted disciple from the Four Heavenly Gates of the Buddha Sect, holding a green bamboo sword, flew onto the stage gracefully. The visitor, who was no more than twenty years old, held a green bamboo and jade sword. He cupped his hands on the stage and said with a slight smile: "I am here, Lin Gaosong, a disciple of the Four Buddhist Sects of Futu Mountain. Brother, this move of the Demon-Slaying Ghost Sword is really exquisite. Although I I can’t reach it, but I also want to learn from it. Please give me some advice.”
After saying that, Lin Gaosong slowly held the jade sword, walked lightly and attacked Nangong Changfeng. Nangong Changfeng saw that the opponent's strength was mediocre, so he didn't want to use his special skills. Instead, he showed off his magic and ghost skills, and his sword drew pieces of killing light to surround Lin Gaosong.
He moved slowly, but the opponent was indeed merciless. Lin Gaosong was not in a hurry. He suddenly stepped like a fairy, held the jade sword like a dance, simply jumped, and simply raised the sword to resolve Nangong Changfeng's moves one by one.
"Immortal Eight Steps Flash, ironwork swordsmanship. This Lin Gaosong seems useless, but in fact his skills are no less than those of the previous ones. Guan Lou could only perform one Immortal Eight Steps at first, but this Lin Gaosong can easily use five steps. It seems that he is a clumsy person who hides his beauty and shows off his beauty." Zhao Xue analyzed after seeing this.
"Yes, Nangong Changfeng's attack was as fast as a ghost and was easily neutralized. The disciples of Futu Mountain are indeed not easy." Ye Tan also nodded.
Nangong Changfeng chased him with more than ten moves, but to no avail. Instead, Lin Gaosong gradually controlled the pace. Immediately said coldly: "It's really not simple. In that case, as you wish, the demons will kill the ghosts!"
Suddenly, Lin Gaosong felt that Nangong Changfeng disappeared before his eyes, and there were only a few hundred sword energy coming around him. Lin Gaosong immediately retreated, and his body turned into a ghost and disappeared from the arena instantly.
In an instant, the two figures disappeared at the same time, leaving only patches of golden light. Wan Er, Yi Yi shouted, seeing Lin Gaosong being knocked out of the circle, his skill already had a few sword marks.
"Failed again! The masters of Futu Mountain were also defeated. Nangong Changfeng is going to eat all over the world with one move." Everyone sighed again.
"You have seen through my demon-killing ghost sword! Yes, I hope I can compete with you again in the future." Nangong Changfeng looked at Lin Gaosong, showing a rare hint of appreciation.
Lin Gaosong put away his sword and said with a smile: "Okay, I will definitely ask you for advice again in the future. It is a worthwhile trip to be able to compete with a master like you."
With that said, Lin Gaosong exited.
Seeing Nangong Changfeng winning one after another, almost all the young talents on and off the stage no longer have the need to go on stage. If you can't see through his tricks, even if you take the stage, you will only lose.
"Young heroes, there are still challenges that need to be continued. If so, don't delay. Otherwise, Nangong Changfeng will be the first in the world today." Seeing that no one came on stage, Ji Cheng stood on the edge of the stage. shouted again.
"I am the only person in the world, and the sword will be empty for all eternity. I am invincible, who dares to fight!"
At this time, I saw the young man carrying the black iron sword at the Tianshen Gate finally stood up and walked out. While speaking arrogant and disdainful words, he straightened his body and walked leisurely onto the stage like a pine tree.
"Who is this? I haven't seen him before? That's too loud!" Everyone looked at him and shook their heads. No one recognized him.
"Young hero, I don't know who I studied under, but I am so confident." Ji Cheng looked on confused and asked with a smile.
"Qiu Ran, a disciple of the Sword God's eyebrows, came today to defeat all the heroes and make a name for my master." The young man smiled lightly.
"A disciple of the Sword God Meijin! No wonder he is so loud. The nun Meijin has not left the temple for more than ten years. It turns out that he already has an heir. However, this kid seems too arrogant. His strength is really hard to measure." Everyone discussed for a while.
"The disciple of the Sword God Meijin. The second master of swordsmanship in the legend. In terms of swordsmanship, he is only ranked below Taoist Ziliu. Her disciples are definitely not bad, and they dare to compete with Nangong Changfeng. 80% of them have defeated the evil spirits and slain ghosts. The sword is gone." Ye Tan thought.
"Disciple of the Sword God? That's not a small talk, but I don't know if he is really capable. Let's wait and see." He Mingming said with a smile.
"It turns out he is a disciple of the Sword God. So, Nangong Changfeng has learned the lesson."
After Nangong Changfeng said a word, he suddenly launched a quick attack. In an instant, the space rippled, and the figure disappeared. The sword energy was like a majestic wind, and the real demon-killing ghost sword was launched. The momentum was unreserved, more powerful than the previous one. ten times!
"This is Nangong Changfeng's true strength! He only used two or three successes in the battle just now. It seems that he finally got the fighting spirit to face the disciples of the Sword God." Ji Cheng turned around and smiled.
The majestic sword intent struck, and the arena had become a battlefield for killing, but Qiu Ran's face flashed, she put away her playful smile, and suddenly drew her sword, and instantly the sky and the earth buzzed! The speed of the sword was so fast that people couldn't see his hand, only a thunder was heard, and the world seemed to stop!
"The sword with the word "Earth" is floating in the air!"
With a long roar, Qiu Ran drew his sword and formed an arc. In an instant, everything around the arena was destroyed for more than ten feet. The violent cyclone exploded instantly, and hundreds of people in the audience were directly overturned and rolled away. The center of the arena instantly became a static vacuum, with only golden sparks spinning and fluttering like fireflies!
Zhao Xue and all the sword masters stared in horror, with strong admiration bursting out of their eyes!
"What a move, one leaf falls! It's the best in the world!" Zhao Xue said with emotion.
In the center of the arena, a vacuum sword swirled, and an unprecedented pressure pressed on the whole body. Nangong Changfeng's figure was instantly exposed, and Qiu Ran waved his sword wantonly. The sword light was like a golden river, like a golden lightning, and it was scurrying around in the space. move.
"Devils and demons slay ghosts!"
With a cold roar, Nangong Changfeng rushed out of the circle in one step, and then used Demon Slayer to break the vacuum created by Yi Ling Ye, turning the strong energy into killing intent, constantly attacking Qiu Ran.
Outsiders saw that circle. In the terrifyingly quiet space, lightning flashed rapidly, and figures appeared and disappeared like ghosts, engaged in an unpredictable battle.
When Nangong Changfeng finished using the Demon Slaying Ghost Sword for the fifth time, the entire Yi Ye floating space had collapsed. But at this moment, Qiu Ran laughed out loud: "Nangong Changfeng, that's interesting. Then meet me Qiu Ran Tianzi Sword again, and the world will be at ease!"
He suddenly lifted it up from the ground, holding the sword and descending from heaven! Startled, the heaven and earth were wrapped in the sword energy and headed eastward. The air in the entire space became the sword, the grass and trees became the sword, and the sand and stone became the sword. Even Nangong Changfeng felt his body and the sword in his hand was being pulled by the opponent and became the opponent. The sword energy used! Facing such a terrifying sword intent, he was like a tiger catching a rabbit that was being manipulated.
"Moving the waves and slashing!"
Nangong Changfeng knew he was outmatched, so he slashed out with his sword, causing a ten-foot-deep trench to break through the ground. Immediately following the burst of energy, Nangong Changfeng jumped out of the circle, sheathed his sword and admitted defeat.
"Hey, why don't you fight? I'm at ease in this world, and I haven't fought yet!" Qiu Ran landed with confusion on his face.
"You win. If you pull off this move, I will definitely lose. As expected, there is still a mountain high. I will go back and practice for a few more days before I can defeat you." Nangong Changfeng said calmly.
"Huh? You've given up now. Don't you have a second move, the Ghost Killing Sword, why don't you take it out and use it? Could it be that you are looking down on me." Qiu Ran said displeased.
"Slaying ghosts is a life-threatening move. A martial arts competition in the ring is about skills, not life and death. In terms of skills, you have defeated me." After saying that, Nangong Changfeng returned to his seat.
"Oh, it's disappointing! It's disappointing! I'm just giving up in the middle of the fight. It's not for nothing." Qiu Ran said angrily.
"Haha. Just now I was doubting whether you were really a disciple of Meijin. After all, Senior Meijin has always been solemn and solemn, how could he have such an unruly disciple like you. Now looking at your swordsmanship, you really live up to the reputation of the sword god. The younger generation, yours He is indeed the most powerful swordsman I have ever seen. Being invincible is not a boast." Ji Cheng chuckled.
"Yes, this boy is not very good, and his sword skills are really terrifying. It seems that the sword god has someone to succeed him. Then, I wonder if anyone will dare to challenge Qiu Ran in the future. If not, then this world will The leader of the martial arts competition is probably this guy." Yu Wenxiong stood aside and said with a smile.
Everyone thought for a while, seeing Nangong Changfeng's sword skills had already frightened them, and now there was an even more terrifying Qiu Ran. Just now, his first sword was flying, and the speed of the sword alone was probably unmatched by anyone present. Just when everyone thought it was impossible for anyone to dare to challenge Qiu Ran.
In the underworld gang behind the stage, suddenly there was a young man wearing black clothes and covering his face, carrying a cold sword on his back, and his whole body was cold. He stepped on the crowd and flew towards him like a lonely cold duck.
When he came to the ring, he saw his eyes red with blood and sweat. He suddenly drew his sword and charged straight to kill Qiu Ran. The sword is like silver and lightning, and the body is like a ghost, killing him with terror!
