The two figures flew rapidly under the scorching sun, tirelessly, and the surging spiritual power shook the void.
Below, everyone looked at the two people who had been fighting for nearly an hour, with their mouths open in an O-shaped shape.
"Their fighting power is so terrifying. Every punch is very powerful. In an extreme fight like this, I couldn't hold on for just a few minutes. They actually fought for nearly an hour!"
"Jian Chen's cultivation level is slightly stronger, so that sword should not be ordinary. Qin Fan's physical strength is terrifying, comparable to the opponent's sword. The strength of both sides is close. If he does not use magic and magical powers, it may be difficult to fight for another day and night. Decide the winner.”
"Yes, I really didn't expect that Qin Fan would be so strong that he could tie with the leader of the No. 1 sect in the world."
boom!
The two sides collided again and each bounced away.
This time, neither of them continued to take action. Obviously, they also knew that in a competition of pure strength, no one could do anything to the other.
Jian Chen secretly took a deep breath to calm down the churning energy and blood in his body, and looked at Qin Fan with a look of shock.
"A physical body that is as strong as a magic weapon, how on earth did this kid practice!"
"If I can't kill this kid today, I'm afraid I won't have another chance in the future."
If Qin Fan was given a few more years, Jian Chen wouldn't have the slightest confidence in killing him.
"Boy, you are very strong. Among the young people I have met, no one has ever been able to compare with you! It's a pity that you shouldn't have offended our Tianjian Sect!"
"Once a genius is killed, he is no different from a useless person."
Qin Fan smiled lightly: "Then you must be able to kill me."
Uh-huh!
The long sword in Jian Chen's hand pointed at the sky, his expression suddenly became solemn, and a chilling aura filled the air.
"Boy, you will pay for your arrogance!"
He held the long sword in his hand and slashed on the spot, and a powerful bloody sword energy rose into the sky. The sword energy did not disperse, but swooped down from the sky, covering a hundred meters in radius.
Those who were closer suddenly felt a sharp breath blowing towards their faces, like the north wind in the cold winter months, which made their faces hurt, as if they were about to be torn apart.
"This is the realm?"
"No, no, it's not a domain, this is a pure sword domain!"
Domain requires a deep understanding of the rules of the world and creating your own small world within the original big world.
Jian Chen's strength obviously did not reach this level.
However, the sword domain is where the understanding of the sword has reached a terrifying level, and one has opened up one's own unique sword domain.
In your own kendo field, the power of kendo is doubled, and you can also suppress the enemy's strength.
"What a surprise, he actually owns the Sword Domain!" An old monster with only one arm exclaimed, with a deep fear in his eyes.
"The Tianjian Sect has occupied the position of being the number one sect in the world for so many years, and it is not a wasted reputation!"
Jian Chen's move clearly shocked everyone.
"I gained enlightenment on the shores of the North Sea and practiced swordplay for ten years. I watched the battles change, the tides ebb and flow, and learned the art of swordsmanship thirteen times. I have only fought against two people in my life, and you are the third one."
Jian Chen stood with his sword in his arms, his body tall and straight, and the power of the sword domain enveloped him and Qin Fan.
His expression was neither sad nor happy, completely different from the angry and shouting state just now.
"Thirteen sword moves? Could it be...Sword Thirteen!"
"Sword Thirteen, are you finally going to appear again?" The one-armed old man suddenly looked excited, with an expression on his face that seemed to be crying and laughing at the same time.
"Ancestor, what's wrong with you?" The middle-aged man next to him asked worriedly.
The old man gritted his teeth and looked at his empty left arm: "This hand of mine was cut off by Sword Thirteen!"
"What!" The middle-aged man was shocked: "You actually lost to Jian Chen!"
If there are people from the older generation here, they will definitely recognize this one-armed old man as Zuo Qiudao, the famous boxing master sixty years ago.
He was a generation stronger than Jian Chen, and in his time, he was invincible.
Unfortunately, he suddenly disappeared and his whereabouts were unknown.
Many people said that something went wrong in his cultivation, which led to his death.
No one knew that he was actually defeated by Jian Chen.
"Then how terrifying is this Thirteen Swordsmen!" The middle-aged man was shocked.
There was a look of horror on the face of the one-armed old man, as if he was recalling the past, and he said solemnly: "The Thirteen Swords, also known as the Thirteen Swords of Guanhai, when the Thirteen Swords come out, the gods and demons retreat!"
"Gods and demons retreat! Hiss..." The middle-aged man took a breath of cold air. Even if he had never seen it before, he was deeply aware of the horror of Sword Thirteen.
Qin Fan started to pay more attention to it. At this moment, Jian Chen had the power of being the leader of the first sect in the world.
He felt a little uncomfortable, and the opponent's sword domain affected his strength.
However, when it comes to swordsmanship, who dares to show respect in front of the Arctic Sword Emperor?
"Let me see how powerful your sword is. Just don't let me down."
"You are looking for death!" Jian Chen stretched out his hands, and his body flew towards Qin Fan quickly like an arrow from the string. The bloody long sword was suspended one meter in front of him, and the sword moved with him.
"Jianyi!"
His voice was calm, as if he were reading the numbers on a book, and his long sword flew across the air, stabbing straight towards Qin Fan.
A straight line is the shortest distance between two points. Jianyi walks in a straight line.
Just like the word '一' in the name
This sword was as fast as lightning, even faster than the speed of sound, and a red light came in the blink of an eye.
"So fast!"
"So fast! You can barely see it!"
Many strong men were frightened, imagining how they would resist this sword if they faced it!
The result was shocking. With such a fast speed, almost no one could block this sword.
clang!
Qin Fan's whole body lit up with a ball of golden light. He could not move the Ming King's dharma body, and almost blocked the sword.
"It's okay!" Nalan Mingyue breathed a sigh of relief.
"The first sword is so terrifying. There are twelve swords behind it. What kind of earth-shattering swordsmanship will it be?"
"Sword Two!"
One sword failed, and Jian Chen sent out his second sword instantly.
He grabbed the hilt of the sword with both hands, flew into the air, and spun quickly, like an electric drill.
His figure disappeared, leaving only a red light spinning crazily towards Qin Fan's Immovable King Dharmakaya.
Sword 2 and Jian 1 just now can be said to be smooth and seamless.
After Sword 1 failed, Jian Chen, who flew over immediately, immediately grasped the hilt of the sword with both hands and used the impact force to use Sword 2.
If the core of Jianyi is the word "kuai", then the artistic conception of this sword is the word "breaking".
The body is like an electric drill, breaking down all defenses.
At the beginning, Fudo Mingwang's dharma body was still strong, but after only a few breaths, the Vajra shadow began to dim.
The attack power of the opponent's sword may not be very strong, but the sword's intention is very difficult to deal with. The key point is the word "breaking".
It keeps spinning like an electric drill, and there is almost no barrier that can block this sword.
Qin Fan frowned and punched out.
A ray of green light covered the fist, and the powerful power shook the void.
If you can't stop it, you can only break it with force.
boom!
The fists and swords collided, electric light flashed at the contact point, and the void collapsed.
An extremely sharp aura was transmitted along Qin Fan's fist, destroying the meridians on his arm along the way.
It was a very sharp sword intent, with the aura to destroy everything. If a god blocks it, it will kill a god, and if a Buddha blocks it, it will kill a Buddha.
