"What! This is not an artistic conception combined with momentum, but a pure sword intent, and the realm is quite high. ”

A hint of solemnity flashed across Dhara's face.

"Actually, in the competition in terms of momentum, he didn't lose to Dhara at all? And it obviously seems that Lin Wushuang has not yet reached the real king-level combat power, and he has not yet combined his artistic conception with momentum, but he can not be inferior at all. From this moment on, Nie Wuxian and Ouyang Shengtian looked at each other, and they found that from beginning to end, they were underestimating Lin Wushuang.

After solemnizing, Dhara sneered and said, "Yes, it's a little interesting. ”

"Just one another. ”

Although Lin Wushuang has not yet learned to combine artistic conception and momentum like these top young kings, it is true that he is inferior to Dhara in terms of strength, but whether it is in the competition momentum or artistic conception, he has nothing to fear, the two supreme sword intents have reached the perfection of the grandmaster realm, plus the soul power is comparable to the emperor's power, the two are combined, it is not an exaggeration to say that Lin Wushuang is comparable to the emperor's sword strength, of course, it is also because this is just a competition in the spirit king realm, if there is really the emperor's power here, Lin Wushuang can't bear it, after all, the emperor's power is not Lin Wushuang can compare in any aspect。

"Lin Wushuang, do you dare to fight me?"

Rong Huangsheng was not surprised that Lin Wushuang's sword intent was so strong, after all, in the spiritual message of the Yunma Empire, it had already been mentioned that Lin Wushuang's achievements in sword intent were very terrifying, with this sword intent, even if he didn't combine his artistic conception with momentum, it would naturally not be bad, but it was not as delicate as them.

"If you want to fight, then come and fight, why talk nonsense. ”

Lin Wuwei is not a man who is afraid of fighting, even if the opponent is a quasi-heavenly king-level combat power king who is more powerful than the Spirit Fist King, he is not afraid, just right, he can use Ronghuang Sheng to examine his own harvest in the Martial Stone Mirror.

"Okay, you are really as arrogant as rumored, in the Seven Nations Joint Office of the Hidden Emperor List, you brought me the shame of the Yunma Empire, today's battle, my Emperor Rong Sheng will get it back one by one, don't blame me for not giving you face in this Martial Arts Palace, because this is what you asked for. ”

With the words spoken, the momentum on Rong Huangsheng's body was like a volcano, and suddenly erupted in the next second, the whole person was like a blazing sun, but the flames emitted were blue, and with the momentum, everyone retreated solemnly, of course, Rong Huangsheng is not a real king of heavenly king-level combat power, after all, every king-level combat power king is a rare existence, but his Ronghuangsheng definitely belongs to the king who is infinitely close to the king-level combat power.

Bang!

With a bang, Rong Huangsheng's knees bent, like a cannonball, jumped high, while moving, the empty ring flashed, a pair of dark gray fist gloves appeared in his hand, a pair of blue flame wings behind his back, and smashed towards Lin Wushuang with a punch, a punch without any fancy punches, some were explosive, power, with a punch smashed, the fist turned into a blue flame dragon, on the ground, rolled out a chasm.

Zheng!

Lin Wushuang took a deep breath, a sword roar sounded, Yinhua sword out of the sheath, suspended ten meters in front of him, the tip of the sword pointed directly at Ronghuangsheng, waiting for the blue flame dragon to attack, Lin Wushuang stepped out with a sword step, his right hand protruded the index finger and middle finger, and formed a sword finger, pointing on the hilt of the sword, the sword power doubled, the invisible space, radiating outward, the next second, the tip of the sword and the blue flame dragon collided together, Lan Yan and the sword power devoured and oppressed each other, for a while, the stalemate, with the two of them as the center, the ground was broken, and the gravel floated in the air.

Rumble!

The last sound sounded like thunder, and the Blue Flame Dragon burst open, and the Yinhua Sword flew upside down and returned to Lin Wushuang's hands.

"Aren't you trying to save face for the Yunma Empire? ”

At the same time as speaking, the white-gold sword light rose to the sky, the moment Lin Wushuang held the Yinhua sword, stepped out of the sword step, the sword wings were displayed behind him, and rushed towards Rong Huangsheng at high speed, the Yinhua sword dragged behind him, drawing a line like the Milky Way, but the power contained in it continued to emanate, making everyone who was watching the battle feel earth-shattering, and immediately, appeared in front of Rong Huangsheng, Rong Huangsheng crossed his arms, held the sword in both hands, and slashed on his arms.

Disheveled...

There was a muffled sound first, and then the sparks scattered in the sky, Rong Huangsheng couldn't completely eat the power of the sword, so he sighed lightly, and then the whole person shot backwards thousands of meters away like an arrow.

"Bastard!"

The blue flame wings behind Rong Huangsheng waved suddenly, stopping his body, his eyes like beasts, staring at Lin Wushuang viciously, and the blue flame on his body, with the momentum, rose wildly.

"Do you want to beg? Then I'm going to let you see me in the future, and you won't dare to ask for it. ”

Lin Wushuang was unforgiving, and his sword walked quickly, and in an instant, he came to the top of Rong Huangsheng again, and then another sword slashed over.

Disheveled...

There was another muffled sound, and Rong Huangsheng was once again slashed far away by Lin Wushuang's sword.

Disheveled... Disheveled... Disheveled... Disheveled... Disheveled... Disheveled... Disheveled...

The outbreak of Lin Wushuang, how terrifying, in the spiritual world of the Chuangwu Stone Mirror, he passed all the way, one person and one sword, through seven levels in a row, especially the last level, facing the quasi-demon emperor, but also made his combat skills have a return to the basics, although the strength has not been significantly improved, but in one move and one style, simple, direct, and full of fierceness, at the same time as the Ronghuang Sheng, Lin Wushuang also digested the harvest in the Chuangwu Stone Mirror at an astonishing speed.

Even, because of Rong Huangsheng's strength, it was just a coincidence that he was slightly better than Lin Wushuang, and this point was like a pillow sent in a sleep, and Rong Huangsheng was that pillow.

“...”

Watching the battle, one by one, they spread their spiritual wings behind them, and chased after them, seeing that Rong Huangsheng was actually suppressed by the nameless Lin Wushuang, and could only passively defend, they couldn't help but be dumbfounded, and now what shocked everyone the most was Lin Wushuang's fierce fighting style, Rong Huangsheng's strength was indeed inferior to Nie Wuxian and others, but it was also a real quasi-heavenly king-level combat power king, but he was beaten and shot backwards, and he had no power to fight back.

And this continuous backward and backward shooting, Rong Huangsheng retreated nearly fifty kilometers away, and he couldn't counterattack, he could only defend and defend, if he wanted to counterattack, he must have the perfect timing, but unfortunately, Lin Wushuang's almost perfect offensive made Rong Huangsheng unable to find an opportunity to counterattack, so he could only defend, and if he didn't defend, he would lose.

Disheveled...

This sword made Rong Huangsheng's whole person shoot into a mountain peak, the blood and qi in his body rolled, and the arms that were constantly defending also overflowed with blood.

"Lin Wushuang, you deceive people too much!"

With an angry roar, Rong Huangsheng put both hands together, Lan Yan surged wildly, suddenly shattering this mountain peak, and even carried Lin Wushuang's next sword attack, and then, at a speed visible to the naked eye, Lan Yan rolled back, quickly wrapped his body, and immediately, he saw Lan Yan turn into one blue flame scale after another, making Rong Huangsheng's body twice as large, and the clothes on his body were even more burned by Lan Yan and turned into ashes.

"The sword follows the thunder!"

Lin Wushuang, who was shaken open, was not affected too much, the sword wings shook, and then stopped in the void, and then, holding the sword high with both hands, the sword intent turned into thunder, condensed on the tip of the sword, and immediately, with a wave of his hand, the jagged white-gold thunder light sword qi slashed towards Rong Huangsheng with a mysterious trajectory.

Boom Boom...

There was a shocking sound, and after the clouds and smoke filled the air, this time, Rong Huangsheng only retreated a few hundred meters, and then he only stopped his body, and there was a faint white smoke on his chest.

"Hey, hey, it's my turn this time. ”

Emperor Rong Sheng cracked his mouth and smiled, ignoring the blood dripping from his arms, he clenched suddenly, and there was an explosion sound, the blue flame scales on his body flashed with extremely dangerous fire, and the soles of his feet stomped in the void, and at an astonishing speed, he smashed into Lin Wushuang with a punch, which was the Royal Martial Arts Blue Flame Suppression Fist, and the blue flame flow was rolling, filling the void...

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............ To be continued.