Boom!
As the swords of the two collided, a deafening explosion sounded.
The terrifying power made this space tremble.
Countless sword energy swept in all directions, and the momentum was extremely terrifying.
The ground beneath their feet cracked, and then a large area collapsed, forming a huge pit.
The surrounding vegetation and boulders were all turned into powder by the terrifying power.
On the swords of the two men, forces collided, causing bursts of explosions.
The shattered sword energy covered their bodies, their skin and flesh were torn open, and blood spurted out.
The intense pain that hit them was ignored by the two of them.
Their eyes were full of cold murderous intent, and they all wanted the other party to die under their own swords.
Such a terrifying momentum made everyone watching the battle excited.
If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, who would have believed that this was a fight between the peak of the fourth level of Lingdan Realm and the fifth level of Lingtai Realm?
At this time, Wang Chen had mobilized all the sword energy in the sword pill and poured it into Qingxue Sword without any reservation.
The Qingxue Sword burst out with bright light, the sword body was trembling continuously, and the golden sword energy was erupting crazily.
At the tip of the sword, the nine-pole sword energy was like an indestructible golden divine sword, constantly crushing the sword energy erupting from the red sword.
Nie Yun was also not to be outdone. He held the red sword tightly with both hands. A steady stream of terrifying power erupted from the sword and wildly bombarded Wang Chen.
With this sword, both of them tried their best.
boom!
Until all the spiritual energy and sword energy in the two people's bodies were exhausted, Nie Yun was shocked by the last explosion and took several steps back.
His face was pale, his feet were shaking, and he was slightly unsteady on his feet.
And Wang Chen, the same is true.
The explosion just now drained all the sword energy from his body. If it weren't for his strong perseverance, he would have collapsed to the ground at this time.
Even so, the swords in the hands of the two men were still horizontal in the air, pointing at each other.
When everyone in the square saw this scene, their eyes nearly popped out.
Wang Chen actually blocked Nie Yun's sword!
There is no doubt that when the two of them were unable to fight anymore, Nie Yun's few steps back meant that he had lost.
But soon, their expressions changed.
I saw a sneer on Nie Yun's face, "Boy, do you think you have won?"
As he spoke, the red sword in his hand suddenly shook.
Without the infusion of spiritual energy, a fierce sword energy burst out from the long sword again.
Seeing this scene, everyone put away their previous thoughts.
Nie Yun actually had a backup plan.
But Wang Chen was at the end of his strength.
However, to everyone's surprise, Wang Chen sneered disdainfully when facing Nie Yun, who had a back-up plan.
"You have been defeated by me. If you had not used the eighth-grade spiritual sword, you would not have simply taken a few steps back, but you would have turned into a corpse."
"Now, you use the power of this sword of inheritance to point at me and say that I lost. Don't you think it's ridiculous?"
Facing Wang Chen's ridicule, Nie Yun didn't care.
"Only the weak will care about this. The reason why a strong person is strong is because he can use all his power reasonably. But as a dying person, I don't have the patience to explain it to you."
As soon as he finished speaking, the long sword in his hand shook, and a sharp red sword energy burst out and shot towards Wang Chen's head.
Seeing the sharp red sword energy, Xiao An and others felt chilled in their hearts.
On the side, Nie Yuan and others had faces full of joy.
Their glory is coming.
On the top of the mountain, Ye Qianling held a palm-sized scroll in his hand. The spiritual energy in his palm was surging and he was about to activate it.
But the next moment, she raised her brows, and the spiritual energy surging in her palms suddenly stopped.
"Qian Ling!" Luo Qingxue couldn't help but yell anxiously.
If Ye Qianling doesn't take action, Wang Chen will really die.
And just when she urged Ye Qianling, a condensed sword energy burst out from the Qingxue sword in Wang Chen's hand.
Compared to Nie Yun's red sword aura, this sword aura was very ordinary, just like the sword aura emitted by a person who had just become a sword cultivator.
I couldn't even feel the slightest bit of sharp aura from above.
It was just an ordinary sword energy that couldn't be more ordinary.
When he saw this sword energy, Nie Yun's face was filled with sarcasm again.
In his opinion, this sword energy was just a low-level sword energy without any power that Wang Chen had squeezed out of himself again.
It couldn't change the outcome of his imminent death at all.
But just when that sword energy collided with his red sword energy, his expression suddenly changed.
Just at the moment of collision, his red sword energy was torn apart instantly.
It didn't even erupt with any power, and was annihilated in mid-air.
But Wang Chen's ordinary sword energy continued to hit the red sword in his hand without slowing down.
The long sword dropped from his hand and fell to the ground. Nie Yun spit out a large mouthful of blood. His face was completely drained of blood. He fell straight to the ground, his breath sluggish.
It wasn't because Wang Chen's sword energy hit him, on the contrary, the sword energy didn't even touch him.
Just because, after the sword energy bombarded the red sword, it cut off his connection with the sword.
When I first got this inherited sword, I recognized its owner with blood dripping from it.
When he obtained the inheritance, he also obtained this spiritual sword, and later placed it in his body to cultivate it.
Therefore, after disconnecting from the sword, he himself suffered a huge backlash.
At this time, the sun was setting in the west, and the afterglow of the setting sun filled the back mountain.
The golden sunlight stretched the figure of Wang Chen, who was standing with a sword in his hand.
This place was littered with corpses, wisps of sword intent, and lingering sword energy that had not yet dissipated.
After fierce battles, Wang Chen killed an old disciple who had been famous for a long time, and defeated Nie Yun, who had inherited the swordsmanship and was favored by everyone.
In the end, when the sun set and the trials ended, he was the only one standing.
In the square, everyone looked at the tall figure on the light screen and couldn't help but feel in a trance.
For a moment, they all had the illusion that they were in a dream.
Xiao An and others, who were already in despair, jumped up from their seats with excitement when they saw this scene, and couldn't help but wave their fists.
"It's so damn exciting, I almost scared me to death." Xiao An said with a flushed face, extremely excited.
Zhou Wen was also so happy that he couldn't close his mouth. "This amazing reversal, I still can't fucking believe it. This kid Wang Chen is really unexpected."
On the other side, Nie Yuan, Li Yang and those who had spoken before also stood up from their seats.
But compared to Xiao An and the others, they seemed to have fallen into endless darkness, and they couldn't figure out what was going on.
They couldn't accept this result at all.
Especially Nie Yuan, he couldn't understand why Nie Yun, who was supposed to win, actually lost in the end.
