Chaos Heavenly Emperor Art

Chapter 1962 Shield Sword Art! (3 more)
Dangdang Dangdang!
In an instant, the figures of the two people turned into afterimages, the two swords clashed continuously, and little sparks flew out.

"There is nothing special about mediocrity. It seems that when defeating Zhuge Wan'er and the others, they only relied on a mediocre king-level swordsmanship."

After Ling Feng and Zhu Changyue exchanged swords a few times, he was a little curious. Could it be that what Zhu Changyue said at the beginning were just harsh words?

He also said yes, what killer move is this guy hiding?
After more than 100 swords, Zhu Chang saw that not only did he not defeat Ling Feng, but he didn't even have the slightest sign of gaining the upper hand, so he couldn't help feeling a little anxious.

"Impossible, how could this happen!"

Zhu Changyue became more and more frightened as he fought. No matter how much he increased his sword speed, Ling Feng could always keep up. Moreover, what made him feel most aggrieved was that he seemed to have exerted all his strength, while Ling Feng was still able to do so with ease.

"Damn!"

Zhu Changyue cursed secretly in her heart. It turned out that it was not only herself who was hiding her strength, but also Ling Feng!
Ling Feng, maybe he hasn't really taken it seriously since the beginning of the competition!
"Whether it's Chu Chaonan or Ling Feng, one or two are not members of the Nine Great Families. Could it be that the geniuses of my Nine Great Families are not as good as these unknown pawns!"

As soon as Zhu Changyue gritted her teeth, her whole body was shaken, and she fought Ling Feng fiercely with a sword, and with the help of the counter-shock, she landed on the edge of the ring.

"Why, are you ready to admit defeat?"

Ling Feng also put away his sword and stood on the stage, with a calm expression on his face, "Your strength is not as powerful as your words."

In an instant, everyone had a strange feeling that the entire arena seemed to have become Ling Feng's domain, with him as the center to crowd out everything, and there was an imperceptible aura of looking down on all directions and being the only one who respected himself.

"He actually has the bearing of a master, has this kid already entered the domain!"

On the high platform, Xuanyuan Longteng showed shocking eyes again.

If Sword Intent is the entry point for a swordsman, and Sword Domain is the ultimate goal that all swordsmen pursue.

At such a young age, Ling Feng touched the threshold of the Sword Domain, which can be described as unimaginable.

Even he, in his 70s, condensed the embryonic form of the Sword Domain!

Indistinctly, the audience in the audience seemed to hear the roar of thunder, which could be heard endlessly.

The two of them seemed to have made an agreement, and suddenly came to a stillness, both standing on the stage, motionless.

"Ling Feng, in terms of attack, I'm not as good as you!"

After a long time, Zhu Changyue finally spoke. His gaze was fixed on Ling Feng like a falcon, and there was some unwillingness in his tone.

"However, unlike when Chu Chaonan fought against each other, Chu Chaonan completely controlled the rhythm of my battle, preventing me from fully displaying my hole cards. But next, I will do my best to fight you!"

Zhu Changyue clenched the long sword in her hand, and shouted loudly: "What I said before remains the same! Ling Feng, your winning streak is over!"

Rumble!
In the depths of the void, there seemed to be a terrible muffled sound. Zhu Changyue's eyes were fixed, and a terrifying aura turned into an invisible sword aura, which shot straight at Ling Feng.

A sneer appeared on Ling Feng's face, and in an understatement, Zhu Changyue's imposing manner with a sword dissipated invisible.

"Then let me see!"

Ling Feng said calmly, the domineering aura of the king of swords naturally exuded from his body, which was shocking.

Zhu Changyue snorted coldly, gritted her teeth and said, "Didn't I just say that I'm not as good as you in terms of attacking! So, let your horse come here, I will use my impregnable swordsmanship to defend, and I will consume you to death!"

"Come on! I don't believe you can break through my defense!"

Hearing Zhu Changyue's roar, he took out another shield from nowhere and placed it horizontally in front of him, his feet slightly bent, and he shrank under the heavy shield.

Everyone felt that Zhu Changyue had disappeared in front of their eyes, and replaced by a ten thousand-year-old bastard shrunk under the shell of a tortoise. Despite the wind and rain, lightning and thunder, I stood still.

"..."

In an instant, black lines rose up on Ling Feng's forehead: Nima, you were so arrogant just now, that you thought he was going to hold back some big moves.

In the end, it was just a shield?
"Referee, is this considered a sword fight?"

The corner of Ling Feng's mouth twitched slightly, and he couldn't help but look up at the referee in mid-air.

"Cough cough..."

The referee let out a dry cough and pondered for a moment before arriving: "Strictly speaking, a shield swordsman is also a swordsman, so let's continue the game."

Ling Feng cursed in his heart, what a shield swordsman is also a swordsman!

You are right, I am speechless!

"The Haotian Aegis, the Zhu family is really willing to give it to this junior."

Xuanyuan Longteng couldn't help but look back at the elder Zhu's family.

Elder Zhu's parents smiled wryly, "There is no rule in the competition that you cannot use defensive treasures, right?"

"Yes!"

Xuanyuan Longteng shook his head and smiled, squinting his eyes to stare at Ling Feng, Haotian Aegis, a magic weapon of immortal level defense, combined with the Zhu family's unique shield and sword technique, Ling Feng, Ling Feng, how will you win this time? Woolen cloth?
……

on the ring.

Taking a deep breath, Ling Feng looked at Zhu Changyue and said word by word: "Then let me break your turtle shell!"

(End of this chapter)