'Whoa!'

In the middle of the lake in the clouds, the lake water unexpectedly spread out on both sides, and a huge deep pit appeared in the middle, getting deeper and deeper, almost discharging all the lake water, forming a ravine.

Since then, the water level of Yunzhong Lake has risen several meters, and the open space on the lakeside has been flooded. Coupled with the lightning and thunder in the sky, the collision of water and fire, and the strong sound of wind and waves caused a strong sound of wind and waves, forcing the onlookers to retreat again and again.

Except for a few Transformation Realm martial artists, no one dared to stand by the lake and watch.

Seeing that the battle was going on at this point, most of the people were extremely surprised and couldn't help but talk about it.

"What's the matter, King Chen Wu seems to have become stronger! he can catch Fang Qian's sword intent!"

"Yes, since King Wu Chen borrowed three inches of daylight, his flying sword is like a burning fire, water and fire are incompatible, and they restrain each other!"

"Could it be that King Chen Wu is really a genius who has not been encountered in the martial arts world for a thousand years, and he wants to refresh his godhead?"

Many people couldn't believe it, especially the few family heads who knew Chen Feng but kept their distance, their faces were cloudy.

"Brother Yang, looking at this situation, it doesn't seem to be good... There are clouds in ancient times, one drum is like a tiger, and then it declines, and three are exhausted. Senior Fang has never been able to take down King Chen Wu, I'm afraid it will be even more difficult in the future. Qi Teng leaned over to his friend and said slowly.

Yang Bufan, the head of the Yang family on the side, took a deep breath and said: "No, Senior Fang was already a strong man in Yanxia fifty years ago, after so many years, he is at least eighty years old, but he looks the same as fifty years old, obviously he has cultivated into a land immortal, delaying aging." No matter how powerful King Chen Wu is, he is only in his twenties, how can he compete with an old monster like Senior Fang?"

At the same time, Chen Cheng in the distance also frowned, and said dissatisfiedly: "Mr. Long, it doesn't seem to be the same as what you said?"

"Since it's a decisive battle, it's normal to have a back and forth, but Young Master Cheng will continue to look down. Mr. Long smiled, revealing an expression of strategizing, "Senior Fang came all the way from Kunlun, if he didn't have the determination to win, he wouldn't have taken this step at all." ”

His words spoke to the hearts of many people.

Fang Qian has long been a myth and legend in the Yanxia martial arts world, the old monster of this era, the godhead has long been condensed, even if he doesn't make a move again, no one can shake his status. And once he chooses to make a move, it means that he is 100% sure, otherwise wouldn't that smash his own signboard?

Really.

When he found that he couldn't attack for a long time and the opponent's strength was getting stronger and stronger, Fang Qian's eyes narrowed, raised two old fingers, and swiped them in the air.

The water curtain in the sky turned into a series of water swords, each sword was about three inches long, the sword edge was sharp, and the cold light was shining. In an instant, in the void around him, there seemed to be hundreds of water swords.

"Condensation!"

With Fang Qian's low shout, a cold wind rolled up out of thin air within the surrounding ten zhang range, and all the water swords instantly condensed into ice and formed a solid state, which was several times sharper than before!

Although water is not very lethal, ice is very lethal. There have always been professional killers who kill people with weapons made of ice, so that after the ice melts, there will be no evidence.

Nearly a thousand flying swords surrounded Fang Qian's body, and he was dressed as a hunter, like a monarch who controlled heaven and earth, and chanted:

"This sword array, called the Thousand Square Array, how do you deal with it?"

Chen Feng raised his gaze and felt the blazing sword intent in the sword array, as well as the overwhelming cold and killing intent in the sky.

He thought for a moment and said:

"I'll slash with my sword!"

After speaking, Chen Feng raised his finger and waved it in the air.

"Mountains and rivers of the sword!"

In an instant, a feather-white sword qi pierced the sky, splitting the sky and slashing at Fang Qian, crushing everything visible to the naked eye.

The dry noodles do not change color, and gently lift their fingers.

Within the sword array, ten ice swords flew out and lined up in the air, forming a cold ice sword qi nearly ten zhang long, blocking in front of them.

'Click!'

The feather white sword qi Huo Ran cut into the cold ice, ten zhang of cold ice, and exploded inch by inch, and in the end, when there were only three inches left, the sword qi finally dissipated.

Chen Feng's eyes sank.

The many warriors on both sides of the strait who were watching showed shocked and excited expressions.

"See, this is Senior Fang's true strength!" Yang Bufan stroked his beard and looked like he was sitting firmly on the Diaoyutai, "King Chen's sword, although it is earth-shattering, we can't stop it, but Senior Fang can stop it." There were more than a thousand swords in Senior Fang's sword array, how many times would King Chen Wu have to cut them all?"

"Looks like we're not on the wrong side. Qi Teng smiled and nodded, extremely pleased.

Looking at the Lu family and the Qin family in Jiangcheng, there was a gloomy cloud. Lu Yanwu couldn't help but take a deep breath, clasped her hands in front of her chest, and prayed silently in her heart.

"Your sword is not strong enough, don't you have any other moves?"

Fang Qian's eyes widened, and his tone was arrogant.

"And a sword. Chen Feng replied calmly.

He looked at the platform, looked at Fang Qian, and said lightly:

"With this sword, I killed three of your disciples, Master Deadwood, Blood Witch, and Li Daoxing's three fingers. ”

"Oh, then I'd love to learn something!" Fang Qian smiled a little expectantly when he heard this.

"Good. ”

Chen Feng nodded.

In an instant, the sword qi of the Guiyuan Sword skyrocketed, turning into a shocking sword rainbow. A large area of the lake below was affected, as if it had formed a tidal traction, forming a monstrous water dragon that rushed into the sky.

Immediately after that, the sword rainbow condensed again, turning into a golden thread, spanning the sky, as if it was about to split the heaven and earth with a sword.

"What is this?"

Fang Qian couldn't help but be stunned.

"Sword!Divide!Yin!Yang!"

Chen Feng let out a wild roar, and Jian Hong slashed from above the Nine Heavens, accompanied by the 'hissing' sound of countless water evaporation, all tangible and invisible substances in heaven and earth were crushed by Jian Hong.

The sword rainbow was twenty zhang long, Huo Ran crossed the lake in the clouds, and a clearly visible sword mark was drawn on the churning lake.

At this time, the sword rainbow dissipated, revealing the body of the Guiyuan Sword, and the light flickered and flickered, and it was already a little unsupportable.

Chen Feng's face was also pale, and he lowered his head and gasped.

"This is what you call the strongest sword?" Fang Qian was stunned for a moment, with a look at the joke, "It's a pity that you didn't cultivate enough and couldn't use it." ”

Seeing this, the others on the shore also shook their heads. Although they sensed that the power of this sword was bound to be earth-shattering, but before they could slash Fang Qian, it had already disappeared. It's like a cannonball, no matter how powerful it is, if the range is not enough, it will be in vain.

Seeing that Chen Feng bowed his head and was silent, Fang Qian chuckled and said:

"In that case, let you understand it, my thousand squares!"

When he raised his hand and controlled the sword array, he suddenly noticed something unusual.

Fang Qian looked down and suddenly found that a sword mark clearly appeared on the water under his feet, and the Thousand Directions Sword Formation around him also had a shallow trace, running through the entire Sword Formation.

"You"

Fang Qian suddenly sensed something, and his face changed wildly.

'Bang Bang Bang!'

I saw that the thousands of ice swords around him had exploded one after another at this time, like firecrackers during the Spring Festival, exploding one after another, forming huge waves of qi and frost, instantly surrounding Fang Qian's entire person.

"My sword, which divides the two realms of yin and yang, is cut out by self-damage cultivation, how can it fail?"

Chen Feng shook his head and sneered.

As he spoke calmly, the water reached the left side of the sword mark, and the lake began to bubble white, and countless fish floated to the surface, all of them turning their bellies, and their vitality was cut off by the sword.

Up and down the lake in the clouds, there was silence.

It wasn't until the frost dissipated that Fang Qian's figure appeared, he was standing on the water at this time, covered with sword wounds, and he was obviously affected by the explosion of his ten squares. Fortunately, his cultivation is strong, otherwise I am afraid that he would die directly inside!

Even the Cold Spring Sword, which had been tempered in the extremely cold place for decades, was buzzing at this moment, and the cold ice on the surface was actually showing signs of melting.

"Seeing no, Senior Fang can still continue to fight, he is only injured!, but King Chen Wu is exhausted after slashing that sword, he is going to lose!"

Everyone on the shore widened their eyes with excitement.

The forces of all parties who had friendships with Chen Feng all sighed in a low voice, their faces full of regret.

"Unfortunately, it's just a little bit... If you give King Chen Wu five years, and come back five years later, he will definitely not be an opponent!" Lu Tianfeng shook his head.

Just when everyone thought that Chen Feng would be defeated.

Chen Feng raised his head again, grinned, and smiled a little coldly:

"What? You still don't throw in the towel?"

When Fang Qian heard this, his face suddenly trembled, and then his whole body shook violently.

'Poof!'

Fang Qian spewed out a blood mist in the sky.

His physical body and true qi, which he had cultivated for decades in the Kunlun Ice Field, seemed to have all failed at this moment, and he almost couldn't even maintain his body method, and fell into the churning lake.

"I—I lost..."

This former legend of the hot summer, Kunlun Swordsman, finally slowly said these words.

Silence in all directions.