High in the sky, Tang Beiming took one step forward, and the boundless sword intent suddenly erupted with majestic force. The surrounding void was filled with silence, and he fell into an extremely terrifying killing.
The crowd's hearts trembled, and they retreated involuntarily under the coercion of this sword intent.
Nie Tian sensed the murderous intent in the sword, and felt an inexplicable chill in his heart.
The sword intent released by Leng Chenxiang just now was already extremely murderous, but compared to Tang Beiming, it was far inferior.
The murderous intent in Tang Beiming's sword seemed to be extremely aggressive, making people feel an uncontrollable tremor deep in their souls.
It's impossible to imagine what kind of person can develop such a terrifying sword intent.
"Huh?" High in the sky, Yin Fengwuwo's expression also changed. He actually faintly felt that his sword intention was suppressed in front of Tang Beiming!
This discovery surprised him.
You must know that he is a swordsman at the level of human-sword integration, and the Seven-Injury Sword Intent he cultivated is definitely the pinnacle of sword-intent. Even Nie Tian broke through the Seven Injury Sword Formation only by chance.
But at this moment, his sword intention was actually suppressed, which shocked him.
"Yin Feng is selfless, you must be surprised." Tang Beiming enjoyed Yin Feng's selfless expression, and said with a sneer: "Seven Injury Sword Intent is what you have always been proud of. When you pointed me out, it was also It is based on the Seven-Scarred Sword Intent, so my sword-intent always carries the shadow of the Seven-Injured Sword Intent.”
"Seven Injury Sword Intent is the most powerful sword intellect I have ever come into contact with, so I always thought that I would never be able to surpass you in this life."
"But who would have thought that when you killed me, you would make me realize something."
"Comprehension?" Yin Fengwuwo frowned and said, "Your sword intention aura has changed. It seems that you are not dead. You must have had another adventure."
"Humph." Tang Beiming laughed sinisterly and said, "My current sword intention is called Nine Kills, and it is used to restrain your Seven Wounds sword intention."
"What a shame!" Yin Feng Wuwo responded coldly. No one in this world has ever been able to restrain his sword intent.
Sword intentions are divided into strengths and weaknesses, and they are also divided into attributes. Except for some situations where the attributes conflict, there is restraint between the sword intentions. Generally speaking, there is no obvious restraint between the sword intentions.
Tang Beiming actually said that his Nine Kills Sword Intent could restrain the Seven Wounds Sword Intent, which was simply humiliating Yin Feng Wuwo.
When Nie Tian heard Tang Beiming's words, he also frowned. He had personally experienced the terrifying power of the Seven Injuries Sword Intent, and he did not believe that there was a Sword Intent in this world that could suppress the Seven Injuries Sword Intent.
"Take action!" Tang Beiming said nothing more at this time, his eyes darkened, and a green long sword appeared in his hand. Suddenly, a dark sword light emerged, surging in the void, like a lurking poisonous snake. Trying something.
Yin Feng Wuwo's face was cold. Tang Beiming actually asked him to take action first. This was undoubtedly an insult to him!
However, it can be seen from this that Tang Beiming is extremely confident in his sword intention.
"Tang Beiming, I take action first, I'm afraid you won't have a chance to use the sword." Yin Feng Wuwo shouted coldly, and then the Seven Injury Sword Intention went wild, spreading in the void, directly impacting Tang Beiming's sword intention, and suddenly The roar of swords clashing came from the space.
At this moment, Yin Fengwuwo's expression changed in shock. He really found that his sword intention had been suppressed!
"How could that happen?" Yin Feng Wuwo's pupils shrank and he almost screamed.
Tang Beiming's sword intention was actually able to restrain the Seven Injuries sword intention!
The crowd felt the impact of the sword coming from the void, and their expressions were shocked.
"These two people are so terrifying. They have not yet drawn their swords, but they are just relying on their swords to counter each other, and they are so powerful."
"Yes! I really didn't expect that there would be such a terrifying swordsman in today's world."
"These two are probably at the pinnacle of the sword world."
Everyone was talking and excited.
They are both very powerful swordsmen, so it is natural to see how powerful Yin Feng Wuwo and Tang Beiming are.
If they hadn't seen it with their own eyes, many people wouldn't believe that there was such a powerful swordsman in this world.
Nie Tian stood far away in the sky, staring at the two of them with his eyes. He was stunned for a few seconds before reacting.
He also noticed that the Nine Kills Sword Intention was really restrained against the Seven Wounds Sword Intent.
This is incredible!
Yin Feng Wuwo is as powerful as the Yang Shen Sword Emperor, and Tang Beiming is just the owner of Shenjian Villa. Even if he is extremely talented, there is no reason to be stronger than Yin Feng Wuwo.
If Tang Beiming was really more powerful than Yin Feng, there was no need for him to be a disciple of the latter.
"My dear teacher, I feel the taste of terror from your sword intent." High in the sky, with strong winds and dark clouds surging, Tang Beiming looked gloomy and laughed wildly: "I really didn't expect that. , the majestic selfless sword demon can actually be afraid."
Yin Feng Wuwo frowned and did not respond.
He had to admit that at that moment, he was indeed scared.
But what he was afraid of was not that Tang Beiming was stronger than him, but that his sword intention was suppressed by other swordsmen.
All along, he had thought that his sword intent had reached its peak, approaching its limit infinitely and that it would be impossible to improve any further.
But now, facing Tang Beiming's Nine Kills Sword Intention, he suddenly felt that his understanding of the sword's intention was biased.
This turmoil in the inner world of swordsmanship was the reason why he was so shocked at the moment.
"Nine Kills Sword Intention, I have worked hard to understand it for a million years, just for this moment, just to see your shocked expression!" Tang Beiming laughed directly, hysterically, and then pointed his sword, and the sword energy suddenly surged. In the excitement, a sword shadow suddenly came out, attacking and killing Yin Feng Wuwo.
In an instant, Yin Fengwuwo felt the life-threatening aura, his face suddenly changed, and then he made a move. The long sword appeared from behind, and the sword's intention was like the sea, so surging that it seemed to submerge the world.
The art of swordsmanship emphasizes sharpness and the ability to point out the arrancar.
But at this moment, Yin Fengwuwo reversed the situation and tried to break the point.
In the next moment, sharpness and forcefulness collided. There was no grand scene, but it was as light as a feather.
Yin Feng Wuwo and Tang Beiming trembled slightly, then stepped back at the same time, leaving a line of blood in front of each other, and then stood still.
The atmosphere was silent and oppressive.
Countless pairs of eyes looked at the two people, completely unaware of what was happening.
"Poof!" After a long time, Tang Beiming's body trembled, a mouthful of blood spurted out, and then he slowly opened his black robe, revealing an extremely terrifying face.
His face was riddled with scars, and if you looked carefully, you could see that there were many fine and complicated sword marks, as if he had been cursed by some kind of terrible curse.
"This..." When everyone saw this scene, they couldn't help but take a breath, and their breathing almost stopped.
No wonder Tang Beiming was wearing a black robe, it turned out to be to hide a terrifying face.
"I lost." Tang Beiming stabilized his figure and stared at Yin Feng Wuself with his eyes, showing unwillingness, reluctance, and resentment.
Blood slowly flowed from the corner of Yin Fengwuwo's mouth. There was no joy at all on his face, but instead revealed vicissitudes of life and sadness.
At this moment, he suddenly felt that he was old.