All realms start from the emperor

Chapter 69 Breaking through the sea of ​​swords with one punch, unparalleled in the world

Dingtian Holy Gate
Shenwu Arena

Li Lingran and Feng Jueying have been fighting for an hour, and the winner has not yet been decided.

"Ling Ran, let's make a quick decision."

Xiaodao Zun Feng Jueying quickly took a step back, tens of meters away from Li Lingran, surrounded by nine holy knives, and the golden light continued to linger on the holy knives.

"Just to my liking."

Li Lingran chuckled, retracted the Qinglian Sword, leaped lightly, and retreated more than ten meters away.

"Jueying, your knife is dull."

Li Lingran was full of smiles, as if he was chatting rather than fighting.

"It's not that my sword has slowed down, it's that your sword heart has become more determined."

Feng Jueying was very honest. He had made very little improvement in his cultivation over the years, and he couldn't compare with what he was ten years ago.

The two of them have competed for such a long time, but neither side has used their real skills, unique skills and hole cards at all.

This is not a battle of life and death.

"Qinglian burning."

Li Lingran held the sword in his right hand and made a tactic with his left.

The rules of swordsmanship within a hundred miles began to become active.

The long sword rules converged into a big river, galloping down from the sky.

A sacred green lotus bloomed from the great river.

"out!"

Every ray of light shot out from Qinglian is a sword.

Tens of thousands of sword lights poured down from the sky, like a shower of stars.

"Get up."

Feng Jueying yelled, and the nine knives around him turned into a knife array, firmly resisting everything in front of him.

Sword rain gushes out from the Sword Dao River continuously.

The barrier formed by the rotating holy knife gradually shattered into pieces like spider webs.

"Ding!"

"Ding!"

"Ding!"

A sword pierced through the sword rain, pointed directly at Feng Jueying, and knocked all the swords in front of him into the air.

Feng Jueying took a knife and slashed at it.

"war!"

"Ding!"

"clang!"

The sword on Li Lingran's body was so strong that Feng Jueying finally couldn't resist it, and a shock wave knocked him back hundreds of meters away.

"I lost."

Feng Jueying smiled wryly, and looked at the red line on the ground. He had already been kicked out of the ring, so he was considered a loser.

"Assignment."

Li Lingran clasped his fists and said.

The performance of the two made the disciples around them hooked.

"Feng Jueying's strength is remarkable, but definitely not weak."

"That's right. Ling Ran's understanding of the way of the sword is already very thorough. The sword intent in every movement of his hands and feet can make it difficult for the opponent to parry."

"Yeah, in a few days, I'm afraid the position of Holy Son should belong to him."

"The position of the Holy Son has been vacant for a long time. It has the same status as the Holy Lord, and sometimes even far surpasses the Holy Lord. This needs to be considered in the long run."

Seeing that the winner and loser had been decided, many elders started discussing one after another, and even began to think about the selection of the Holy Son.

The representative of the Holy Son is not necessarily the strongest of the Holy Sect, but an existence that can lead the entire sect to greater glory and make countless disciples set an example for him.

Sometimes he is more important than the Holy Lord.

"Fugui, tell me, senior brother Li Lingran is stronger, or senior brother Jiang Qianpan is stronger."

After watching the competition, Ye Fan asked Wang Fugui while expressing emotion.

"It goes without saying that the third senior brother is the best."

Wang Fugui had an expression of "I know best", wishing to make people slap their mouths.

"Why, aren't you Brother Ling Ran's younger brother?"

"One yard is worth one yard. You see, Senior Brother Ling Ran did win this competition, but it is obvious that both sides had an element of humility, but there is no doubt that Senior Brother Ling Ran is more powerful than Senior Brother Jueying." It's better, but if it's a comparison, as far as I can see, no one can compare to Third Senior Brother."

"I'm in the dark, why?"

"Oh, you're so stupid to think to yourself."

Of course Wang Fugui wouldn't say it, because the third senior brother is a man of great perseverance!Who hasn't heard of his deeds?Besides, comparing power and perseverance with those with great perseverance, is this stupid or crazy?
"Li Lingran is remarkable, but Jueying is not..."

"Knife, that's not how it's used."

Ying Hao couldn't help shaking his head after reading it.

"The momentum of the sword is more important than the momentum of the sword. How can you turn from offense to defense? Wrong understanding, you should lose."

After several hours of fierce confrontation, finally both Li Lingran and Qin Zhongmou came to the fore.

When the disciples saw that it was these two people, they immediately gave up the match, without ambiguity at all.

"It's a little less fun."

Qin Zhongmou sat on the preparation seat, thinking about how to deal with Li Lingran's swordplay.

His swordsmanship is exquisite, and his body speed far exceeds that of a monk of the same realm.

Sum it up in a few words.

Fast, accurate, ruthless, many, dense.

The swordsmanship is fast, the strike is accurate, the moves are ruthless, the moves are changeable, and the connection is tight.

It's really strong.

"The last match, Li Lingran vs. Qin Zhongmou!"

The next moment, the audience cheered happily.

"Senior Brother Ling Ran!"

"Brother Ling Ran is the best!"

"Senior Brother Ling Ran, I want to give birth to a monkey for you!"

"Brother Zhongmou, you are so handsome!"

"Come on, Zhongmou!"

The crowd was extremely fierce, and the female disciples were the most excited.

"Damn, it's really noisy."

Wang Fugui covered his ears and said speechlessly, he couldn't help thinking, whoever is the Holy Master should have a good relationship with whoever?That's right, that's it.

Qin Zhongmou slowly stepped onto the arena.

Li Lingran was already waiting for him not far away.

The moment Li Lingran saw Qin Zhongmou, dozens of figures and hundreds of sword figures appeared around him.

Holding exactly the same weapon, even the face is the same.

"let's start."

Li Lingran said lightly.

"Please advise."

The two sides began to confront each other.

Figures and sword shadows kept attacking Qin Zhongmou, but Qin Zhongmou was like an immovable rock, standing firmly in place, making palm prints without delay, always able to easily defuse Li Lingran's sword moves.

Although Li Lingran's swordsmanship is superb, compared with the third senior brother, it is far behind.

He often practiced against the third senior brother.

In Qin Zhongmou's eyes, every move of his sword has one or two small flaws.

Of course, as the battle intensified, Qin Zhongmou's pressure increased several times in vain. Although he could barely resist, it seemed dangerous.

"This is."

"Profound truth?"

Qin Zhongmou was a little surprised, how can he master the mysteries?Even if you master it, you can hardly use it, even if you use a little bit, your strength will increase by leaps and bounds.

The sky is full of sword rain, and Qinglian is in the daylight.

It seemed that he would be pierced by Li Lingran's holy sword at any moment.

"Brahma Sword!"

A fiery red light flashed past.

"Qinglian Sword Art."

Li Lingran's sword moves are ever-changing and unpredictable.

"The demon faces west."

Qin Zhongmou displayed a holy sword technique, with a flick of his wrist, a mighty blood gushed out from his body, merged with the holy sword, and slashed down very forcefully.

At the same time, a dragon chant resounded from within Qin Zhongmou's body.

A huge blood dragon flew out, wrapped around his left arm, and slapped Li Lingran's abdomen.

The abdomen is the weakest point of Li Lingran's sword defense, and also the biggest flaw.

Qin Zhongmou's fist didn't hit forward at all, but turned back and hooked.

"puff!"

Li Lingran in front turned into a phantom and dissipated in the air.

The real Li Lingran behind spit out a mouthful of blood.

Power passed to him.

His abdomen sank, and in an instant, his internal organs were broken open, and a large mouthful of blood spit out from his mouth.

Forming a long parabola, Li Lingran was covered in blood, flew out of the arena, and fell down.

Li Lingran was seriously injured with a simple punch, which naturally shocked many people.

Everyone present couldn't help being dumbfounded.

Without any pause, Qin Zhongmou circulated the holy energy again, poured it into his hands, and shouted: "Seven Aperture Blood Dragon Fist."

The palms of both hands and the hundred secrets of the body are opened at the same time.

And the five major acupoints, like the five passages between the body and the world, form a strong suction, absorbing the spiritual energy of the world in the arena in an instant.

A huge bloody tall phantom condensed behind Qin Zhongmou.

"boom!"

The great river in the sky is still flowing, and hundreds of lotus flowers descend from the sky.

Exudes unrivaled power and influence.

Qin Zhongmou stuck the Fentian Sword on the ground and leaped forward, his fists exuding a domineering red fighting spirit.

Afterwards, Qin Zhongmou used enough strength to punch out again, hitting the sky.

"Boom!"

In the palm of his hand, a blood dragon hundreds of feet long flew out and shook the protective formation violently.

Even the ground cracked a huge gap, causing the arena to shake violently, as if it was about to collapse.

All the sword rains and all the lotus flowers were crushed by this punch.

They turned into stars and dissipated in the air.

"This match, Qin Zhong seeks to win!"

"I declare that Qin Zhongmou won the first place in this Holy Gate Competition!"

The referee elders announced to every corner of the Holy Gate through sound transmission.

All eyes were on Qin Zhongmou alone.

There was great enthusiasm on the scene.

"Qin Zhongmou bull beep!"

"Qin Zhongmou is invincible!"

"Qin Zhongmou, I want to give birth to you!"

(End of this chapter)