Nine Regions Sword Emperor

Chapter 971
"Boom!"

From outside the arena, it was enough to hear the roar.

In the arena, the two swords turned upside down even more,

Any one of the aftermaths alone, if placed in the Nine Regions, would be enough to raze a hundred meter mountain to the ground.

Countless spiritual powers collided with each other in the arena, roaring continuously.

"Chu Fengmian, let me see how many times you can resist!"

Sword Kill looked at Chu Fengmian and roared ferociously.

The sword edge in his hand was constantly bombarded down again and again.

The concentration of the sword's edge almost didn't stay for any time, and it bombarded Chu Fengmian continuously.

As for Chu Fengmian, he could only stand in place, constantly resisting the falling sword's edge.

As long as Chu Fengmian wants to take a breath of relief, the sword will fall, leaving Chu Fengmian with no chance to take a breath of relief.

Not to mention counterattack.

"I can't stand it."

"I didn't expect the strength of the two of them to be between brothers."

"However, in this battle, it looks like Chu Fengmian is about to lose. His swordsmanship is even superior to sword killing. It's a pity that his realm is still too low. It’s not that easy to make up for.”

Seeing this scene, Jian Zhanxian muttered to himself.

The current situation seems to be evenly matched, but Chu Fengmian has always been at a disadvantage.

It can only be resisted passively. If Chu Fengmian wants to resist the sword's killing sword, he must consume countless spiritual powers.

In this stalemate situation, the comparison is endurance.

After all, Sword Kill is the emperor of the Realm of Destiny, and in terms of spiritual strength, he is naturally far superior to Chu Fengmian.

After all, Chu Fengmian's realm is only the realm of divine martial arts, the power gap between the two realms, Chu Fengmian can use adventure to make up for it.

But compared to the strength of spiritual power, it is naturally impossible for Chu Fengmian to be able to compare with the killing of the sword.

"In this stalemate, Chu Fengmian must have exhausted his spiritual power first. Although it is a bit costly, it is not wrong."

Huang Wu stood aside and nodded his head.

Now that Sword Kill has bombarded Chu Fengmian countless times, he is fighting against Chu Fengmian's spiritual power, and it also makes Chu Fengmian have no time to clone, unable to fight back, and can only be forced to fight for spiritual power.

One hour, two hours, three hours.

Chu Fengmian collided with Jianzhisha's swordsmanship, and they are still colliding.

But as time went by, the spiritual power in Chu Fengmian's body seemed to have no emptiness.

On the contrary, the more you fight, the braver you are.

Even his swordsmanship became more and more proficient.

On the other hand, the killing with the sword started to overdraw his spiritual power, although the attack was still fierce.

But everyone can already see that the current sword kill is already holding on.

This is almost beyond anyone's imagination.

"How can this kid's spiritual power be so strong? It's almost endless?"

Seeing Chu Fengmian holding the spirit sword and resisting the sword's edge with ease, Jian Zhishen was almost pissed off in his heart.

His original plan was indeed to use spiritual power to crush Chu Fengmian to death.

Unexpectedly, Chu Fengmian's spiritual power has not been exhausted yet, and his spiritual power is almost bottomed out.

If this continues, he will definitely lose.

"This kid is weird, fight!"

Jian Zhikill's eyes flickered, and there was a bit of killing intent in his eyes.

The sword in his hand suddenly stopped for a moment, and then the killing intent in his body was stimulated to the extreme.

This killing intent was condensed layer by layer in the edge of the sword in his hand, and from behind the killing of the sword, a supreme killing god was condensed to bless his strength.

"Slaughtering Heaven and Earth!"

The sword edge of Sword Kill fell again.

The power of this sword has already reached the extreme, the extreme killing intent, the killing swordsmanship of the sword's killing, has been fully stimulated.

All his blood mist and all his spiritual power were concentrated in this sword.

A sword that truly kills.

"boom!"

Chu Fengmian felt the sword intent, as if Mount Tai was pressing down on the top, so that Chu Fengmian was a little out of breath, and the space was compressed and condensed.

This is the killing of the sword, the most terrifying sword that has ever been struck. "Boy, die!"

Jian Zhisha looked at Chu Fengmian ferociously, and roared loudly, his words were full of endless killing intent.

"This is your last sword, right? Sword Kill, can't you see that I have been using you to practice swordsmanship? Now that my swordsmanship is perfect, you are useless."

Chu Fengmian looked at Jian Zhisha and sneered.

"Now, you should die too!"

"Tu Tian!"

Chu Fengmian calmly spat out two words.

It was just two words, but all the warriors who heard Chu Fengmian's voice shuddered in their hearts.

Even some emperors are no exception.

Tutian swordsmanship is known as Tutian, the pinnacle of slaughtering swordsmanship is to slaughter common people, and the pinnacle of Tutian swordsmanship is to slaughter the heavens.

All the gods and gods will be slaughtered.

His Heaven Slaying swordsmanship has been continuously perfected and practiced in the collisions of the swords, and has been integrated into the Nine Realms swordsmanship.

Now, this sword kill is useless.

"Boom!"

Chu Fengmian's eyes opened, and his eyes turned extremely blood red, and the killing intent shot up from his body.

This killing intent dyed the entire center of the arena blood red.

Jian Zhisha fell into this killing intent, and his heart was trembling. He killed sword skills for cultivation, and he didn't know how many creatures he had slaughtered.

It can be said that he is a butcher, a sword demon, but now, in front of Chu Fengmian, he is trembling like a baby.

The killing intent on Chu Fengmian was hundreds of times more terrifying than the killing intent on him.

"Destroy!"

Following the word off, the blade of the sword in Chu Fengmian's hand fell slowly.

The swords in Sword Killer were all shattered in front of this sword edge, and his blood mist and killing intent were ruthlessly smashed to pieces.

His body was destroyed by the blade.

Only in the air was a ball of his blood essence left behind, which was slowly swallowed by Chu Fengmian and merged into the sacred tree.

One move, instant kill.

In the situation just now, the Sword Killer was constantly bombarding Chu Fengmian.

Chu Fengmian, on the other hand, stood on the spot, using his sword skills to keep resisting.

In the last moment, Chu Fengmian, who was about to be defeated, turned around with a single strike.

"The killing of the sword, did you die like this?"

"Using an emperor to practice swordsmanship, does this kid really have such confidence?"

Thinking of Chu Fengmian's words, many warriors shuddered.

(End of this chapter)