call out!
Jian Teng rushed towards the peak wall of Tongtian Peak, his whole body's aura revealed a terrifying edge. Suddenly, he pulled out the broad sword on his back, held the sword with one hand, and pointed it directly at Min Hen.
The moment he pulled out the broad sword, his eyes seemed to be looking at everything.
"One sword...shatters the void!"
Boom!
As soon as he finished speaking, the sword was drawn out, and it actually cut a slender crack in the space, with unparalleled power.
"What?"
Yu Wenlei's eyes suddenly condensed. Jian Teng's sword was so unbelievable. It was about as powerful as the peak of the ninth-level Spirit King. It stands to reason that even an attack at the Spirit King level would be difficult to create space cracks.
There is only one possibility, and that is that Jian Teng's move is the ultimate attack, truly using the sword's will to show its charm.
Even the old man from the Spirit Palace, Aemon, who was watching the battle, looked at Jian Teng with admiration. It was rare for the younger generation to practice swordsmanship to such a level in the Central Continent, and it was enough to be called outstanding.
Buzzing…
Min Hen frantically outputted his magic power, and he held up two black palms condensed with spiritual power. The palms were a bit larger than before, and strange flames could be vaguely seen on the surface of the spiritual power palms.
Clusters!
Boom!
The two sides fought hard, and the two spiritual palms tightly clamped the sword intention. When the broad sword in Jian Teng's hand stopped falling and the power of the sword intention reached its peak, he saw a large area of black spiritual power begin to collapse. .
Min Hen couldn't block the sword. The demonic energy covering the flames in his palm was very strong, but it was still shattered.
The white clothes on Jian Teng's body made a sound, and a young man in white was seen rushing forward arrogantly, passing through the tide of spiritual power that had just been exchanged, with the sword in hand, moving forward indomitably.
tread!
When the threat was approaching, Min Hen used his body skills and walked sideways on the peak wall. Since his defense had already caused great obstacles to Jian Teng, he calmly dodged the remaining power of the sword.
Bang!
The sword intent struck the chains wrapped around Tongtian Peak, sending out dazzling sparks, which even caused the entire eighth area of Tongtian Peak to tremble slightly.
call out!
Jian Teng was already within ten feet of Min Hen, and Jian Teng's entire body was ten feet away. At all times, invisible sword energy started to cut in chaos. The most deadly thing was that the broad sword in his hand rose and fell again, pressing down on Min Hen for a while. beat.
"So strong, he deserves to be at the top of the rising dragon list!"
"Jian Teng is going to win..."
Most of the people watching the battle held their breaths and marveled again and again. In the Haori Sword Sect's team, the two old men with swords in their heads were both respected elders of the Sword Sect. They nodded frequently when they saw Jian Teng gaining the upper hand.
At Demon-Conquering Peak, Yu Wenlei's heart was surging. This feeling was indescribable. The thundering sword on his back seemed to sense his mood and was ready to move.
Yu Wenlei guessed that the sword moves performed by Jian Teng were probably magical sword skills.
Swords are the best among weapons, and their moves are good at attacking. You can imagine the power of magical sword skills. He still remembered that when he followed Yang Wuzhong, the seventh master of the Yang family, to worship at Shannan Dou Pavilion, he fought with Du En from Nandou Pavilion. At that time, Du En's last move was a heaven-level sword skill, which caused him serious injuries.
"Is it the sword skills of the Sword Sect? I don't know what level of martial arts skills the sword skills created by my own perception, such as Cleave Slash, Spirit Wind Slash, Thunder Current Slash and Source Light Slash, can rival..."
Yu Wenlei secretly thought and estimated that based on his current understanding of sword techniques, these four sword techniques should be comparable to the earth-level martial arts, especially the Source Light Slash, whose power is similar to the advanced earth-level martial arts Black Dragon Jue Body. Double Source Light Slash may be comparable to the primary martial arts of heaven level.
Of course, this is just his subjective imagination. No matter how good your martial arts skills are, they must be suitable for you, so that it will be easier to practice them to a high level.
Bang! Bang!
Jian Teng chases and fights. He is extremely talented in the practice of swordsmanship. He has mastered the magical sword skills to a great level. It is so powerful that even Min Hen can only avoid the frontal sharp edge and fight in a roundabout way.
"Is this the true strength of number one on the Shenglong Ranking..."
Min Hen chuckled to himself. Although he was dodging in embarrassment, there was always a sinister smile on the corner of his mouth. It seemed that there was some mysterious power brewing in his body.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
The huge black palm kept breaking into pieces, and then kept being thrown out, trying its best to resist Jian Teng's attack.
In an instant, Min Hen paused. At this time, his robe had been cut more than ten times by the sword energy, and several bloody wounds appeared, but the injuries were not serious.
"Aren't you going to run away?"
The five fingers of Jian Teng's right hand shrank slightly, he clenched the broad sword in his hand, and cut it down mercilessly.
"Supernatural sword skills, one sword breaks the void!"
Boom!
The light of sword intent burst out and instantly reached the top of Min Hen's Tianling Cap. Min Hen actually stopped there, not even using his magic power palm.
Could it be that Min Hen was unable to continue and was at the end of his rope?
Everyone watched intently and secretly guessed.
Yu Wenlei knew Min Hen best. He would never think that Min Hen only had this method. The flames covering his spiritual power palm just now were clearly just a superficial use.
cluster!
Sure enough, just as Yu Wenlei expected, Min Hen was going to use his real trump card.
"What! Look, Jian Teng is blocked!"
"What is that black flame?"
The strong men from all sects were stunned and heard mixed exclamations.
Min Hen stood firmly in the void, resisting Jian Teng's magical sword skills head-on, without moving even half a step. Above his head, strange black flames ignited, and even the mighty sword intent was isolated from the flames until it was burned out.
Roar!
Suddenly, a beast roar rang out from the Tongtian Peak, and its domineering spread directly shocked the hearts of the warriors.
"what?"
For the first time, the complexion of the old man of the Spirit Palace, Aemon, changed drastically. He had lived for more than two hundred years and had experienced a lot. He still didn't know what kind of monster roared just now. There was no denying that the owner of this voice must be extraordinary.
Aemon pondered, but chose to continue to wait and see what happened. He had a bad feeling that maybe Jian Teng was going to be defeated. If that was the case, who else could stop that Min Hen?
Do you want the minions of the Demon Palace to win the battle of the four peaks?
This kind of thing must never happen.
"Jiejie, Jiejie, boy, let him have a taste of my power!"
In Min Hen's sea of consciousness, there was a strong sound transmission. It was the Netherfire Suanni. It was severely injured by the red spirit last time, and then accidentally fused with Min Hen, who was a living dead. Now it is finally used by Min Hen.
Min Hen was still in the process of exploring the power of the Nether Fire Suanni, and could only use a trace of its fur, but even the fur was enough to show its prowess.
Chi!
Suddenly, Min Hen took a step forward. He had been suppressed for so long, and now he started to launch a counterattack.
When Min Hen quickly approached Jian Teng, the flames and the sword energy competed invisibly. However, the sword energy was at an obvious disadvantage. The black flames that enveloped Min Hen were so overbearing!
call out!
Jian Teng struck out with his sword and took advantage of the shock to retreat back to the fighting platform.
The two elders of the Haori Sword Sect were inexplicably shocked. If they remembered correctly, this was the first time Jian Teng had retreated in a confrontation with his peers.
"Jiejie, did you go back there again? Then... do it again!"
Min Hen smiled even more, black flames wrapped around his arms, and then a cold murmur came from his mouth:
"Endless... Demonic Palm!"
"Die!"
