Jianling Nine Heavens

Chapter 349 A Tragic Battle

Seeing this scene, Qin Feng couldn't help being moved, his face sank like water.

"Three greens in one, Dayan Tai Chi!"

But how could he be afraid, as he recited the formula, his body moved quickly, and as he swung his long sword, brilliant blue lights shone out one after another.The endless divine splendor enveloped it, the rays of the sun shone around it, the green mist was dense, and a majestic and vast aura suddenly radiated out.

Roads of blue light covered the sky and covered the earth, and a huge coercion spread out like the might of heaven and earth, pressing towards Caesar.

A peak Nine Heavenly Sword Kuidi is only one step away from being the king, and his celestial appearance is astonishing!
An eighth-level sword leader, but a pure swordsman, with amazing power, and at the same time possesses strong physical strength, he can be called invincible!
One is the secret school of the Demon Prison Gate that has been hidden in the world for nearly ten thousand years. It was incomparably brilliant in the past, and it is so powerful that it is frightening and daunting.

One is an upgraded version of the Sanqing swordsmanship, which is derived from Tai Chi, with the coercion of the heavens, enough to deter everything, and the terror is boundless.

At this moment, the two collided in the air, the avenue was silenced suddenly, the world fell into silence, and time seemed to stand still.

Only a little light shines at the intersection, and then gradually expands until it explodes, forming a bright fire cloud.

"boom!"

A violent explosion sounded, and the heavens and the earth recovered. Horrific bangs swept across the entire arena. Terrifying beams of energy shot up from the place of the explosion and rushed straight to Xiaohan. Rows of berserk energy overflowed and flooded the arena.

The smoke and dust billowed, the glow was dense, the arena was completely covered, and the situation on the arena could not be seen clearly. Countless eyes were attracted, and even some people who were fighting fiercely on the arena couldn't help but stop and look to this side.

"There, is it Kan Miluo and Rex? It's just the first battle, and it's such a commotion. It's really a toss." Beside the first ring, a red-haired man looked at the ring that was submerged in the light, and couldn't help but laughed.

"The two sword cultivators are just making noise, so what's the surprise. Xuan Ye, after the national competition is over, let's go to the Tianzong Mansion together." On the side, a blue turban was tied on his head, and he was wearing a blue and white gown. The man said.

"Okay, it's been almost ten years, it's time to visit Tianzong Mansion." The red-haired man smiled nonchalantly.

"Hey, why, you two finally want to go to Tianzong Mansion? This is really rare. I heard that Tianzong Mansion invited you once every three years, but you all rejected them. I didn't expect to be enlightened now. At this time, a man in white came forward, with a cynical smile on his face, and said in a slightly sour voice.

"Murong Xun..." The man with a blue turban on his head glanced at the person coming, and said with a smile, "The matter between the two of us has nothing to do with you, don't think that you are from Murong's family, and you can point fingers at us, You are not qualified enough!"

"You!" Murong Xun, dressed in white, was furious, his face flushed red, "Nanhaiyan! Do you think your talent is so unnatural? Hmph, don't be wishful thinking, you will find out when you enter the Tianzong Mansion. , Your pride in the past is not as good as bullshit! What kind of genius, unrivaled genius, in front of the true pride of heaven, everything is waste material! It is worthless waste!"

At the end, Murong Xun was almost roaring, because he had a long-standing grudge against the Nanhai Yan.

"Hmph, trash? If I'm trash, then what are you? Not even trash!" Nan Haiyan sneered, "Of course, maybe we are not as good as those real geniuses in Tianzong Mansion, but compared to you, we are better than you." too much."

"I heard that there is a little princess in your Murong family named Xiaoxue? She is an ice spirit body that appears once in a hundred years in the Murong family. Her talent is indeed amazing! You and she are both members of the Murong family. The difference is really big." It's not 01:30!" The red-haired man said, and glanced at Murong Xun, his eyes were full of contempt and disdain.

"Xiaoxue..." Hearing the red-haired man mentioned Xiaoxue, Murong Xun's face turned livid, he closed his mouth immediately, and left angrily.

"Hmph, Murong Xun is such a waste, it's like that when he mentions his cousin." Nan Haiyan said with a smile.

"Why bother talking to him, he's just a trash from the Murong family." The red-haired man patted Nan Haiyan on the shoulder.

While they were arguing, the light on the third ring gradually dissipated, and the violent energy also gradually dissipated.

"boom!"

There was a loud noise, and two figures rushed out from both sides quickly and bombarded together.

"Qin Feng! He's fine!" Li Tian shouted loudly.

"Little brother!" Wu Wenshuang was very nervous. No one expected that the first match would be so intense, and it had lasted for nearly an hour.

The two did their best, and survived the previous energy storm. Although their lives were safe, they were both seriously injured. At this moment, they fought again with the strength of their injuries, trying to defeat their opponents as soon as possible.

"Ah!" Caesar's long hair danced wildly, and the black clothes on his body had already been shattered into countless pieces, looking very embarrassed.

"Roar!" Qin Feng was dressed in rags, looked like he was insane, his expression was cold and murderous.

The two tried their best to fight each other constantly, doing the most primitive fight.

Qin Feng was lucky enough to capture the phantom in the confrontation with the two peak sword skills just now, but unfortunately, his mental power was greatly damaged. At this moment, he can't help him with this, and he can only fight with his own strength.

Caesar, on the other hand, was in a heavy heart, mad with hatred, and worked hard for more than ten years to successfully cultivate the Devil's Nightmare Art. He did not expect to show it officially in front of the world for the first time, but he failed.In the past, he had killed all his opponents, but today he encountered setbacks, which made him a little discouraged.

"End it!" Qin Feng sternly shouted, exerting his physical strength comparable to that of a first-rank monster to its peak.

"Boom boom boom!"

The so-called one force down ten times, Qin Feng gradually suppressed the opponent with powerful strength. After all, the previous blow almost exhausted the sword energy. At this time, with the most primitive strength in the confrontation, Qin Feng definitely has the upper hand.

"boom!"

After a few rounds, Qin Feng swung his opponent's long sword away with one sword, then stretched out his left hand, and slapped Caesar's chest with his palm, knocking him flying and throwing him out of the field.

"In the first match, Rex wins!" Park Ti announced immediately.

This time, Qin Feng didn't kill anyone, it wasn't that he couldn't kill, but he didn't want to kill. Caesar's strength can't be said to be weak, and he has a peerless sword skill, which is a great talent.Heroes cherish heroes, Qin Feng does not want to kill them, and Duan Tianchou also said that this person may be inherited from an ancient sect, if he is allowed to live, he may be of great use in the future.

(End of this chapter)