Chapter 32: Fierce Battle!

The Thousand Illusions Secret Technique is very different, the doppelganger and the true body cultivation are no different, whether it is cultivation or soul breath are exactly the same, it is impossible to distinguish at all, originally the two cultivation is almost the same, but now there is suddenly an opponent of equal strength, and the pressure of the thousand army can be imagined. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. biquge。 info

As the so-called double fists are difficult to defeat four hands, the pressure faced by the thousand armies can be imagined, under the double attack, the thousand armies soon fell into the disadvantage, the name of the thousand hands Shura, but not because of its doppelganger secret technique, on the contrary, because of a pair of supernatural, mysterious and unpredictable techniques, once shot, like a thousand hands attacking at the same time, there is no way to avoid it.

You must know that before this, not many people knew the secrets of Tang Qinghui's Thousand Illusions Secret Technique, and he was even more famous for his unpredictable methods.

The battle between the two lacked some explosive breath and more strange feelings, but the killing machine contained in it was even more terrifying, and every move was a killing machine.

"Kill, thousands of thorns!"

Finally, the thousand armies broke out, and he was extremely aggrieved, at this moment, he finally broke out in this kind of grievance, and the endless killing aura condensed on a pair of pitch-black daggers, and in the next second, there seemed to be a thousand dao, ten thousand figures in the ring, and the dagger in his hand also disappeared, evolving into thousands of phantoms, and finally merged into one in an instant, and the whole person was integrated into a pair of daggers, heading towards the 'two' Tang Qing stab.

"Wanyu Thousand Hands, Shura Touch!" The sound of machinery sounded, and the two pairs of jade arms wrapped in black robes were wrapped in black mist, like the hair on the jade arms, and they instantly grew and wound towards the dagger that was slashed!

The black mist was Shura's Touch. Legend has it that Shura Touch from hell.

Shura, the most terrifying race in hell, legend has it that they have a tenacious body, with supernatural powers, a race comparable to immortals, Tang Qing's arm Shura touch is from the Shura clan's supernatural powers, although not as authentic Shura supernatural powers, but also have all kinds of supernatural powers.

Whew!

A piercing voice sounded, and under this strange tentacle, the fierce pitch-black dagger was forcibly stopped, and a violent vitality exploded, crashing into the entire ring, crashing into everything!

Bang dang!

Poof!

Poof!

It seemed that tens of millions of years had passed, and it seemed like it was just an instant, everything suddenly stopped, and the two daggers finally failed to touch Tang Qing's body, and fell weakly to the ground.

Qianjun's figure appeared, his face was pale, a mouthful of blood spurted out, and the spirit and spirit of his whole body were gathered on it, but he was forcibly stopped, and under the depression, he was still injured after all, not to mention, Shura's supernatural power was not ordinary, and the damage to him from the mysterious power was not small.

Tang Qing also vomited a mouthful of blood, the strength of Qianjun was not weaker than him, although he had two bodies, but one of them was just an incarnation, and in the end, all the damage still had to be borne by his deity, and the terrifying impact touched along Shura, which also caused him a lot of touch.

"Tang Qing won, temporarily ranked fourth, and Qianjun ranked fifth" The result was obvious, and the indifferent voice announced the result: "The next Zhao Feng vs. Chen Qingyi"

The figure floated out, and a green robe fell on the ring, there, a figure appeared at the same time, it was Zhao Feng, a wise and foolish person, the years of cultivation are not long or short, and they are not conspicuous among the disciples of the True Transmission of the Heavenly Sword Sect, but they seem ordinary, if you want to be famous, I am afraid that it will be in this True Transmission Ranking Battle.

"I have admired the name for a long time, and I can finally stand in the same ring" Looking at Chen Qingyi, who was dressed in green clothes and indifferent, Zhao Feng didn't care, almost everyone in the sect knew that Chen Qingyi's face was silent, and he was called a cold-faced man, as for the name of ten thousand swords, it came from his almost endless sword qi and swordsmanship.

"You're welcome, today's battle, I've been looking forward to it for a long time, let's fight!" The Sword of Annihilation appeared in his hand, and the breath that was as plain as water instantly converged, and the violent momentum soared into the sky, like a sharp sword out of the sheath, piercing the sky!

A long sword also appeared in Zhao Feng's hand, and the chaotic and mellow aura was also spreading, compared to Chen Qingyi's sharp aura, Zhao Feng's aura was a little more dull, but it seemed more chaotic and deeper.

This is a duel of kendo, two different styles of sword duel, whether it is Chen Qingyi or Zhao Feng, there is no Tang Qing, Qianjun and other unique, miraculous means, but they have comprehended the way of the sword to a certain extent, whether it is Chen Qingyi's ten thousand swords created according to the ten thousand sword techniques, or Zhao Feng's swordsmanship created by using the power of the field, they are all their unique swordsmanship, their own swordsmanship, and their own way.

The weapon in Zhao Feng's hand is also extraordinary, it is also an immortal weapon, although it is not as good as Chen Qingyi's life-destroying sword in terms of quality, but in terms of spirituality, the life-destroying sword is not as good as it can be played, but it does not have many advantages, the only thing that can determine the outcome is their respective comprehension of swordsmanship!

"Xuanguang Shield!" Puhua's lightless long sword bloomed beautifully but brightly, the sword light poured a shield, shrouding Zhao Feng himself, facing a strong person like Chen Qingyi, Zhao Feng was very cautious to cover himself in it, as before, stability is the mainstay.

"It's steady"

In the void, one by one the elders saw Zhao Feng's actions, and couldn't help nodding secretly, in this cruel world, only by living can there be a future, and only by learning to protect yourself can you live better, Zhao Feng's actions are undoubtedly in line with their intentions.

"Sword Crack!" At the same time, an earthy yellow sword light condensed, instantly turning into thousands, and the sword qi released by Chen Qingyi was far opposite, competing with each other, occupying half of the ring, confronting each other, colliding, blooming all kinds of mysterious aura, making people addicted.

"All Swords Are One: Cracks!"

Shout!

A brilliant sword qi quietly tore through the confrontational sword qi and appeared in front of Zhao Feng, stabbing fiercely at the "Xuanguang Shield".

Kala!

With a crisp sound, Zhao Feng's Xuanguang Shield was torn without difficulty, but it failed to hurt Zhao Feng himself, on the contrary, the torn Xuanguang Shield was not damaged, layer upon layer, endless.

Chen Qingyi frowned, naturally he discovered the secret, this Xuanguang shield looks ordinary, but it is very mysterious, combined with the entire heaven and earth, the heaven and earth aura is endlessly replenished, if you can't break it at once, don't want to completely tear up his defense, and don't want to hurt him.

This kind of protection method is really powerful, but it is also in line with Zhao Feng's cautious character.

"Awesome!"

Chen Qingyi exclaimed, and the sword qi that occupied half of the ring was all converged, allowing the sword qi released by Zhao Feng to surround him, only holding up the shield to defend against the damage of the sword qi!

"All Swords Are One: Spiral!" In the next moment, Chen Qingyi's whole person turned into a ray of brilliance, the human sword was one, the whole person and the Annihilation Sword were one, and stabbed towards Zhao Feng!

"Humph!"

Although he is low-key and calm, he has a forbearant personality, but he is also an arrogant and arrogant person, in the face of such an offensive, he will naturally not be helpless, blindly defensive, and the boundless sword qi has also converged, converging into a giant sword, slashing towards the sword light that Chen Qingyi has turned into!

The sword light transformed by Chen Qingyi instantly expanded, and it was the same as Zhao Feng's sword qi, the two were far away from each other, and they slammed together, directly tearing the space, revealing the darkness hidden in the depths of time and space, just like a curtain, which was torn apart to reveal the endless darkness behind it.

A silent collision occurred, annihilating each other, but a ray of brilliance flew out from this vast sword qi and stabbed towards Zhao Feng fiercely!

The moment the brilliance fell in front of Zhao Feng, this brilliance finally became clear, it was Chen Qingyi himself, and the life-destroying sword in his hand bloomed with Xuanguang and stabbed at Zhao Feng fiercely.

Tear and pull!

Under this terrifying power, Zhao Feng's Xuanguang Shield was torn apart after all, and the Life-Destroying Sword appeared in Zhao Feng's eyes, the endless edge made him creepy, but he was not afraid at all, on the contrary, his eyes were full of calmness, calmness, and even a hint of madness!

Call!

In the next second, Zhao Feng grabbed Chen Qingyi's long sword with one hand, and the power of the domain in his hand was entangled, and it seemed that there was an endless amount of domain power winding up, forcibly blocking the whereabouts of the Sword of Extermination.

And the other hand was not idle, the fairy sword in his hand was wrapped by the power of the realm, and stabbed towards Chen Qingyi fiercely, both of them wanted to attack each other, so this strange scene appeared.

Whether it is blocking the Sword of Extermination, or the attack of the Imperial Immortal Sword, the control of the power of the realm shown by Zhao Feng has reached a peak, unless the realm is broken, otherwise, this control has reached a peak, a peak that no one can match.

Rumble!

The whole world seemed to be compressed, and the space where the ring was located seemed to be forcibly divided into two parts, and then it was fiercely sandwiched from both sides, directly sandwiching Zhao Feng's sword in the middle, and the terrifying resistance forcibly blocked the attack of the fairy sword!

This is the control of the general trend of heaven and earth! Chen Qingyi's control of the general trend of heaven and earth has reached an extreme, this kind of control makes Zhao Feng, who is in the same realm, also have a sense of powerlessness, this kind of control power is not even comparable to the vast majority of Yang God Realm elders, after all, his soul has essentially surpassed the Yang God Realm, and is close to the quality of immortals, the only gap is the gap in quantity, after all, the breadth of the sea of knowledge is related to the realm, the deeper the realm, the broader the sea of knowledge, the more it can hold, and the soul body will become more and more huge, and the number will become deeper and deeper!

It was equal again, and the offensive against each other had no effect in the end, and it ended hastily.

However, the struggle did not end, but became more and more fierce and white-hot.

The next moment, the figures regressed, each standing upright, looking at each other's eyes full of war intent, full of gunpowder smell, at this moment, the two seemed to have become the center of this world, and all eyes were focused on them.

"Ten Thousand Swords Return to the Sect!"

"Decide the world!"

Quietly, no communication, no communication, the next moment, the two of them started at the same time, each using their own housekeeping skills.

Zhao Feng's extreme control of the power of the realm, and the brilliant sword light supported by Chen Qingyi's profound and strong soul bloomed in the spotlight.

In the next second, the victory and defeat were divided, and Zhao Feng's immortal sword pierced Chen Qingyi's palm, and the blood was low, extremely heavy.

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