Cheng Ling's eyes burst out with dazzling light. The speed of this shot was too fast. The lethality was concentrated to one point, focusing on speed and hit. It was indeed a very powerful killing move.
Unfortunately, Nangong Hao met Cheng Ling.
The artistic conception of the space filled the air, and the spear that was fired seemed to have slowed down. Cheng Ling dodged by a hair's breadth. Following the trajectory of the spear, he stepped out with the Xuan Kong Step. Under the compression of the sword element, the Dragon Sword in his hand almost turned into an arc, and he struck out with one strike.
In an instant, the space area where Nangong Hao was located seemed to be frozen, and his body could not move. Immediately afterwards, there seemed to be a strong spatial storm, and the sharp sword energy burst out.
The third-grade sword skill, Sky Kill!
Hee hee hee hee hee hee hee...
Blood spurted out from Nangong Hao's body, like a human fountain. He was horrified and hurriedly poured his remaining true energy into the spear, tried hard to change its direction, and struck hard at the center of the spatial storm.
Boom!
The two extremely powerful energies collided, and Cheng Ling dodged and retreated. Nangong Hao could no longer maintain his figure accurately, and was knocked out of the ring by the shock wave.
He stared at Cheng Ling fiercely, with cold murderous intent flashing in his eyes, and said, "Okay, I will remember this sword!"
Cheng Ling ignored it, sat down cross-legged, swallowed two pills, and took the time to restore the true energy in his body. The consumption of Kongzhizhi was too great, and coupled with the previous battle with Yun Jingwen, almost half of the real energy was consumed.
The sword just now was forcibly withdrawn by three points, otherwise Nangong Hao would not be simply injured, and he would probably be killed with one sword. It's just that in Yujing City, it is not cost-effective to kill the young master of the Nangong family, and it is likely to involve both the Wuxiang Sword Sect and the Famous Sword Academy.
Zhao Deming announced: "Cheng Ling wins! The next game..."
Before he finished speaking, a figure instantly jumped onto the ring and continued: "Asura Sword Sect Ye Ziqian, come and challenge!"
Boom~!
The audience instantly became excited. After Yun Jingwen and Nangong Hao, another disciple from a powerful force stepped forward to challenge. And everyone knows that the Shura Sword Sect is a pure sword-cultivating sect. It has always been famous for its superb swordsmanship and ranks among the top among the nine major forces.
And Cheng Ling, along the way, also impressed everyone with his superb swordsmanship. Now, the duel between the two swordsmen is very thrilling without even thinking about it. After all, swordsmen are different from warriors. Their attacks are famous for their speed, ruthlessness and accuracy. If you are not careful, you may lose, and there will be no situation where you cannot win for a long time.
What's more, Ye Ziqian is still one of the top three core disciples in the Shura Sword Sect. This battle will only be more intense than the previous two. It's a pity that Cheng Ling must have lost a lot of his true energy in two consecutive battles, but he was at a disadvantage in this regard.
I originally thought that when Ye Ziqian came on stage, it would be a fierce fight with thunder and fire, but I never thought that after jumping on the ring, he just stood there quietly without making any movement.
Cheng Ling opened his eyes and was about to stand up to fight. Ye Ziqian smiled slightly and said, "You continue, I can wait!"
"Haha, you're welcome then!" Cheng Ling smiled and didn't care at this time. He had never heard of Ye Ziqian's name. But the other party still wanted to challenge him after he defeated Yun Jingwen and Nangong Hao. He was also a disciple of the Shura Sword Sect, so he would never dare to look down upon them.
The previous two battles had consumed a lot of energy, and the time the opponent gave him to recover was exactly what he wanted.
The audience nodded silently, Ye Ziqian was still very classy. But when Young Master Jiao and others saw it, their expressions changed. If the other party was not a disciple of Shura Sword Sect, they would all suspect that Cheng Ling had invited him.
It’s just that I can’t express my doubts, my Shura Sword
The monks of the sect were aboveboard and unwilling to take advantage of Cheng Ling. Could it be that Donghai Dragon Palace, which is also one of the nine major forces, cannot do the same thing? Not to mention that the audience at the scene would look down on Donghai Dragon Palace. If he really said it, he would lose face.
After waiting for about half an hour, Cheng Ling recovered all his cultivation, stood up, bowed to Ye Ziqian and said, "Thank you, Fellow Daoist Ye, I have recovered, let's get started!"
Ye Ziqian smiled slightly, made a gesture, and said: "Please!"
Cheng Ling raised his eyes and saw that Ye Ziqian was dressed in green clothes, with a long and narrow sword at his waist. The scabbard was simple and outlined with a few patterns. The whole figure is slender, but it feels like it contains powerful explosive power. The sword energy lingers all over the body, and it is obvious that the sword intention has been understood to a very high level.
"May I ask Fellow Daoist Ye, what percentage of your sword power is there?"
Ye Ziqian shook his head and smiled bitterly, and said: "The 80% peak is not as good as your 90%!"
Cheng Ling thought to himself, just give me some time to rest, and I will fight you with 80% of my sword power!
The level of sword intent has nothing to do with victory without force. If he were an ordinary swordsman, how could Cheng Ling tell him that if you don't have sword intent, then I don't use sword intent either. This is stupid.
But Ye Ziqian is different. His sword power has reached 80%. Among the younger generation, there are only a few who can compare with him. Cheng Ling does not want to rely on his sword power that is 10% higher than his opponent to win the game because he wants to truly compete with Ye Ziqian. Swordsmanship.
Placing his right hand on the hilt of the sword, Cheng Ling stopped talking and locked his sharp eyes on Ye Ziqian. He preferred fighting Ye Ziqian to Yun Jingwen and Nangong Hao. This is not to say that the first two are inferior to Ye Ziqian. In fact, Yun Jingwen's ranking is still above Ye Ziqian.
But after all, Yun Jingwen was the most beautiful woman in the world and had many supporters. Cheng Ling didn't want to be too harsh. He had torn her clothes apart and exposed a large area of skin, which felt a bit overwhelming. Moreover, he vaguely felt that Shura Sword Sect and Jiange must be inextricably linked.
"Misty Waves"
As soon as his figure moved, Cheng Ling was the first to take action. The distance between the two people was reduced to only ten meters. The Dragon chanting sword was unsheathed, and a ball of cold light was struck with an astonishing sword intent. Green smoke filled the air, and it seemed that there was only one person and one sword left in the world. Nothing more.
Ye Ziqian's eyes narrowed, and the long sword in his hand instantly popped out, streaking through several dazzling rays of light and killing Cheng Ling. He felt that Cheng Ling deliberately suppressed his sword intention, but the sword technique he produced was still very terrifying, with almost no flaws.
The blood in his body seemed to be boiling, and his level of swordsmanship was getting closer and closer. His energy was concentrated and unyielding, showing signs of reunification. His swordsmanship realm has reached the late stage of the second level, and he has been stuck in place for decades.
Unexpectedly, after just one move, you can feel the loosening of the swordsmanship in the opponent's swordsmanship. It is really exciting. He had seen all Cheng Ling's previous battles, especially the one with Nangong Hao, and intuitively felt that he was not his opponent. Although the elder once told him that as long as he tested Cheng Ling's sword skills, he could admit defeat without spending too much money.
But facing an opponent like Cheng Ling, how could he resist using his full strength? Besides, he felt that even if he tried his best, he was not completely sure that he could defeat Cheng Ling. The only advantage he had was that his cultivation level was a small level higher than that of his opponent.
But now that the opponent suppresses his sword attack, he can compete in the realm of swordsmanship!
Cheng Ling's expression remained unchanged, and he grasped the hilt of the Dragon Song Sword with his right hand slowly and quickly. With a slight movement, the dark sword light was like a poisonous snake coming out of its hole, accurately pointing at the tip of Ye Ziqian's sword... shining The sword light seemed to have no effect on him, it was unrestrained.
Clang!
The sword tips full of true energy collided together, and sparks flew everywhere, bright and dazzling.
"Why do I feel a little numb!"
In the audience, a monk in the integration stage said with goosebumps all over his body and his voice trembled.
"Me too."
"I heard that a duel between powerful swordsmen would give those watching the battle chills. When I saw it today, it was indeed the case."
"There is a big difference between a swordsman and a swordsman. What a swordsman needs is to open and close widely, with a powerful sword that makes people's blood boil. Swordsmen are the complete opposite. They strive to defeat their opponents at the minimum cost. They are good at killing with one blow. This is their skill. It’s sublimation, so it will leave people with a terrifying feeling.”
There was a lot of discussion in the audience, and the competition stage has entered a fierce stage.
Clang, clang, clang, clang, clang...!
Swords of light collided sharply with each other!
"Cold Light Sword!"
Ten consecutive swords were blocked by Cheng Ling. Ye Ziqian pulled away and took three steps back. During the process of retreating, his wrist shook, and the long sword burst out with sword light that cut through gold and cracked iron. The sword light was weak, as if it ignored the space. The distance pointed directly at Ye Chen, who was not far away.
Bang!
The sword light shattered, shattered by an invisible sword light.
After shattering the sword light, Cheng Ling stretched out his body, his white clothes flying around, and counterattacked with his sword. The amazing sword speed made it impossible for the sword light to flicker. Coupled with it was the spatial artistic conception that confused the sense of space!
The Nine Ultimate Swords of Eternity!
"Can't stop it!"
Facing the dense cracks in space, Ye Ziqian was startled. He closed his eyes, raised his body skills to the limit, and shot towards the back. No one knew why he retreated so quickly, because they did not face the horror of the space concept!
laugh! laugh! laugh! laugh!
A trace of blood splashed along the tip of the sword, and Cheng Ling stopped.
Three feet away, Ye Ziqian broke away from the artistic conception and immediately stopped walking. There was only a shallow sword mark on his cheek.
"Is this the swordsmanship I saw before? Such a powerful spatial artistic conception, such a high level of swordsmanship!"
Ye Ziqian's heart was shocked. When he watched the duel between Cheng Ling and Nangong Hao before, he always felt that this sword move was very powerful. It wasn't until he faced it that he realized how terrifying this spatial artistic conception was. It was impossible to predict the trajectory of the sword technique.
Cheng Ling was not surprised when Wangu Changkong's sword moves were dodged by three monks in succession. The Nine Jue Sword is the sword technique that I plan to focus on before my sword species grows up. The essence of the original swordsmanship has been mastered, but it is extremely difficult to improve on the basis of heaven-level swordsmanship.
If Cheng Ling hadn't raised the realm of swordsmanship to the third level, and the accumulation of thousands of swordsmanship in the secret realm of the Sword Tomb, it would have been impossible to achieve it.
Therefore, the current integration of Jiujue Sword and artistic conception is not very deep. Cheng Ling believes that as long as he works more on the integration, he will be able to greatly improve the power of the sword. By then, the sword moves integrated into the spatial artistic conception will be even more terrifying, and the opponent will never be able to easily dodge them.
The power of a move does not lie in the move itself, but in the person who uses the move. The same move is different in the hands of different people. The sword just now was just a test. Moreover, so far, he has suppressed the realm of swordsmanship to the same level. Ye Ziqian was in the same state, but he didn't fully display it.
"Click the killing sword!"
Ye Ziqian's expression was cautious. He didn't want to consider other factors anymore. He just wanted to do his best to have a hearty battle with Cheng Ling. He pressed the sword at the bottom of the box and used it. The sword light was restrained and spread all around. And with his sharp footwork, he seemed to turn into a sharp sword and shoot towards Cheng Ling!
