Lingxu, Sword Coffin, Blind Swordsman

A wine feast, it turned into a pursuit of Cao Yan and Tang Ru by the female cultivators of the four sects.

Everyone was adding fuel to the fire, cheering from the sidelines.

On the contrary, the disciples of the Four Realms Sword Pavilion and the Great Xia Sword Sect were toasting each other.

Li Guanqi suddenly saw two figures and couldn't help but chuckle softly.

"Come with me to find someone for a drink."

Meng Wanshu smiled, picked up her wine cup, and followed Li Guanqi towards another table with a wine pot.

Li Guanqi looked at Jiang Peng and Zhu Ding, who looked depressed, and smiled.

"Why are you two so gloomy here?"

Jiang Peng's eyes lit up when he saw Li Guanqi, and he grabbed Li Guanqi's arm and asked.

"Can we two have a fight tomorrow?"

"And then you go fight with Brother Yu?"

Li Guanqi shook his head and smiled wryly.

"What are you thinking?"

He turned around and introduced Meng Wanshu next to him to the two of them.

Jiang Peng grinned and quickly raised his glass a little lower and said with a smile.

"Hello, Sister-in-law, I am Jiang Peng from the Four Realms Sword Pavilion, this is my brother Zhu Ding."

Meng Wanshu smiled gently and nodded her head with a smile.

"Nine Cauldrons Heavenly Palace, Meng Wanshu."

Jiang Peng sighed.

"Why don't they let me go up... I'm so憋死我了."

After Li Guanqi sat down, he took a sip of wine and said with a soft smile.

"There's no way, the Four Realms Sword Pavilion has too many True Immortal disciples, there's nothing you can do if you didn't get picked."

Jiang Peng sighed when he heard the words.

However, Li Guanqi changed his tone.

"But if you want to play... my brothers can play with you."

As soon as these words came out, Jiang Peng's eyes lit up, and he stared at Li Guanqi and said in a deep voice.

"Really?"

But as soon as he finished speaking, he continued.

"I won't play with Tang Ru, whoever plays with him is just asking for death, right?"

Zhu Ding couldn't help but smile behind him.

Li Guanqi thought about it, based on the strength Jiang Peng is showing now.

Except for himself and Tang Ru, it's really hard to say who would win or lose.

Li Guanqi softly asked Jiang Peng who he wanted to fight the most.

Jiang Peng almost blurted out.

"Ye Feng!!"

Ye Feng in the distance put down his wine cup when he heard the words, turned his head to look in the direction of Li Guanqi and the others, and said in a soft voice transmission.

"I have no problem."

Jiang Peng's eyes were bright, and he stood up with a shout.

"Everyone!!"

"Tomorrow will be the final battle, but I really admire Brother Ye Feng's strength, so we two will spar at tonight's banquet!"

The old men on the stage smiled when they heard the words and did not stop them.

The huge arena reappeared, and Jiang Peng flashed onto the stage.

The disciples of the four sects in the square all cheered.

Ye Feng smiled freely, put down the wine pot, raised his foot and appeared on the arena.

The two were in the same realm, but Ye Feng had just been on the stage, and now he couldn't use the power of Burial Sword.

The two were very similar in age and cultivation realm, and Jiang Peng was even younger.

His kendo attainments entered the Tongming realm a few months earlier than Ye Feng.

For a time, everyone didn't know who would win or lose in the battle between the two.

For a time, the surrounding crowd directly surrounded the stands.

Ye Feng and Jiang Peng stood ten feet apart.

Jiang Peng was very grateful to Ye Feng for giving him this opportunity.

The demeanor of that sword at the beginning was imprinted in Jiang Peng's mind for a long time.

He wanted to face Ye Feng more directly!

It can be said that many people substituted themselves into Ye Feng's sword at the beginning, and finally could only smile bitterly and shake their heads.

Jiang Peng was the same, but he thought about it... If Ye Feng didn't use that power, would he have a chance of winning?

But he thought about it for a whole day, and the final conclusion was that even if he went all out, his chances of winning were less than 30%!

But he still wanted to try!

Jiang Peng held his sword and saluted, and said in a deep voice.

"Four Realms Sword Pavilion, Sword Cultivator Jiang Peng, please give me your advice!"

Ye Feng looked calm, held his sword and returned the salute.

"Great Xia Sword Sect, Sword Cultivator Ye Feng, please give me your advice."

Clang! Clang!!!

The swords were unsheathed, and the two stood facing each other, and their sharp auras collided in the air.

Under the release of terrifying sword intent, they collided violently.

Crack! Crack! Crack! Crack! Crack! Crack!!

The space in the center of the two was forcibly torn apart by the invisible sword intent, creating cracks.

The surrounding noisy discussions gradually weakened, and everyone's eyes fell on the two people on the stage.

The barrier rose and merged.

The battle between the two was about to break out!!!

Xiang Huaizhi didn't know when he found Zhu Ding and asked in a soft voice.

"Would you like to have a battle between bow cultivators?"

Zhu Ding's eyes were bright, and he looked at Xiang Huaizhi and asked.

"Do you have a bow?"

Xiang Huaizhi smiled and took out a red wooden bow that was more than half a person tall!

The redwood longbow was more inclined to the traditional longbow, the curved arc was very subtle, and the bowstring was made of the tendons of an unknown great demon.

Four-string bow!

Four bowstrings were stacked together, and the bowstring was flowing with a faint milky white halo.

Zhu Ding raised his eyebrows and murmured in a bright voice.

"Good bow!"

"But... it's a bit of a pity, the grade of this longbow is too low."

Xiang Huaizhi smiled.

"It doesn't matter, it's enough to fight you."

Zhu Ding nodded with a smile, then stood up and said loudly to the old men on the high platform.

"Zhu Ding from the Four Realms Sword Pavilion wants to ask Senior Yan Chuan to set up another arena."

Yan Chuan smiled and set up the arena with a wave of his hand.

Zhu Ding flashed up, and Xiang Huaizhi followed closely behind.

The disciples of the four sects all looked sideways when they saw Xiang Huaizhi.

"Hiss!! It's that guy again!"

"That guy's strength is so terrible, he plays with fire-based immortal energy to the point of perfection... He used three kinds of weapons in the battle with the disciples of the Four Realms Sword Pavilion, right?"

Xiang Huaizhi held the bow in his left hand and looked at Zhu Ding with bright eyes.

"I haven't seen Zhu Ding make a move for a long time... I really miss it."

"Yeah, Zhu Ding's bow is shocking every time I see it."

The surrounding discussions were endless, and Ye Feng on the other arena was already fighting with Jiang Peng!!

Dang dang dang!!

The two figures flickered with afterimages, and the sword light scattered randomly.

The blades in the hands of the two drew afterimages, and the sword shadows were like curtains!!

Sparks flew under the contact of the blades, and Jiang Peng roared as he shook off Nu Sha Sword.

"Use your full strength!!"

As soon as the words fell, Jiang Peng's aura rose again, and the sword energy around his body was crisscrossed, and the sword momentum was pressing!!

Ye Feng leaned back and smiled, and his lips parted slightly.

"Apocalypse · Nu Sha!"

Boom!!!!

The sword intent soared into the sky, Ye Feng's golden hair fluttered in the wind, and his eyes gradually became sharp.

He flew down and landed, and the metal surface under his feet was suddenly stepped out of a deep pit.

Ye Feng held the sword in his right hand, his eyes were as sharp as an eagle, and he exerted force under his feet, and the whole person rushed out like an arrow from the string!!

Jiang Peng's robe was hunting in the storm of rampant Gengjin sword energy.

Feeling the powerful pressure brought by Ye Feng, his body trembled uncontrollably with excitement, his eyes fixed on Ye Feng.

"So strong!!"

"In that case, let's fight with all our strength!!"

Boom!!!

Two afterimages collided in the center of the arena, each holding a sword and killing frantically.

The scattered sword energy cut out deep ravines on the metal arena.

The arena vibrated, and the space within a few hundred feet was covered with dark cracks.

The Thunder Cultivators staring at the two felt a little out of breath.

Substituting into anyone, you can feel the powerful pressure brought by the other party!!