"I'm Beichuan Night, and I won't lose to anyone."

The fierce intent in Beichuan Ye's eyes burst out, the sky-rushing water sword intent was wildly improved, Beichuan Ye's body exuded a strong aura, and the true qi was rising, under the extreme explosion, Beichuan Ye's breath outside the body condensed into illusory sword shadows, which were not artificially created sword shadows, but caused by nature.

In the blink of an eye, Beichuan Ye was covered by sword shadows, like a hedgehog with a sword shadow back, and the extremely sharp sword momentum frightened many people.

"Beichuan night, what a terrifying sword momentum."

"Is this guy still human, damn so perverted, I don't know if Ling Chen can hold it up."

"Don't worry, look at Ling Chen's face, there is no fear at all, I think Ling Chen also has hole cards."

Everyone was first attracted by Beichuan Ye, and then their attention was on Ling Chen.

How could Ling Chen lose to Beichuan Ye in terms of sword momentum, urging the sword soul in his mind to the limit, a sword light with gold in the blue tore through the void, and shot out, it was simply earth-shattering, the sky was rendered black, high in the sky, black lightning pierced the sky, endlessly, and on Ling Chen's body, a sword shadow was condensed, and the sword shadow only slightly released the edge, which made a big hole break in the sky above his head.

"Secret Sword: Shura Thousand Blades!"

And Beichuan Ye's side, in this short period of time, has completed the accumulation, the surging breath makes the surrounding air distort layer by layer, step out, Beichuan Ye used up every bit of strength in the body, swung out a super sword, a sword out, the heaven and earth blew a bloody wind, behind him, the majestic blood light condensed, turned into a huge Shura phantom, this Shura phantom condensed handprints with both hands, and created the surrounding space into Shura hell, infinite blood-colored sword shadows burst out, hundreds of thousands, Flying all over the sky.

"This is the ultimate meaning of Senior Brother Beichuan Ye!"

Kiyohime and Iwata couldn't help but light up their eyes, they hadn't seen Kitagawa Ye perform this move Shura Thousand Blades for a long time, but they didn't expect that the power of this killing move had climbed to such a terrifying level.

And those young kings of Kyushu were all pale and their hearts were like ashes.

In the face of Beichuan Ye's ultimate killing move, Ling Chen still maintained his composure, and the blood-colored sword qi was accompanied by an astonishing evil aura, looking from a distance, it was like a sea of red blood, the bloody aura was soaring, and the ghost was crying and howling.

The breath on his body was raised to the extreme, Ling Chen suddenly raised the Thunder Sound Sword in his hand, the edge of the Thunder Sound Sword pointed directly at the sky, as if the sky had been poked out of a big hole in an instant, and the infinite sword qi flew out of Ling Chen's body, densely pouring into the big hole.

Under the infusion of infinite sword qi, from that big hole, a more and more fierce aura was also released, making people's bodies cold and their hairs standing on end.

"The seventh style of the Qinglian Sword Song, the flying sword outside the sky!"

Suddenly, the thunder sword in Ling Chen's hand slashed out, sending out an astonishing pulling force, at the same time, in the big hole in the heavenly dome, a huge astonishing cyan sword qi with a huge amount of 10,000 meters slashed out of the big hole, and slashed forward with terrifying sword intent power.

Poof!

In the horrified gaze of everyone, the huge cyan sword qi of 10,000 meters fell suddenly, slashing into the sea of blood-colored sword qi, although the speed of the sword qi was not fast, but it split the sea of blood almost evenly, and where it passed, the blood-colored sword qi was shattered piece by piece, and a deep sword mark was plowed out.

"The sea of blood-colored sword qi has been torn apart!"

An exclamation suddenly sounded, and everyone only felt incredible, Ling Chen's sword, as if an immortal was angry, this sword should only exist in the sky, it should not appear in the world, and human power could not control such a powerful sword qi at all.

"Humph!"

Beichuan snorted coldly, holding the sword with both hands, and at the same time, the aura of the Shura phantom behind him climbed, and the blood-colored sword shadow in the sky shot out again, and bombarded the huge cyan sword qi fiercely.

Under such a dense bombardment, the light on the cyan sword qi also gradually dimmed, but it still cut through the sea of blood-colored sword qi alive, completely breaking this secret technique of Beichuan Ye.

Sou!

The next moment, Ling Chen stepped on the flying sword and directly broke into the sea of blood-colored sword qi, cutting out sword marks along the cyan sword qi, and in the blink of an eye, he came to the front of Beichuan Ye, the thunder sword in his hand danced, and the sword qi with thunder shot out one after another.

Beichuan Ye's face sank, and at the same time that Ling Chen was approaching to appear, he also reacted immediately, and the long sword in his hand suddenly shot out, directly hitting Ling Chen's vital point.

From long-range attack to close combat, the two of them fight, the sun and the moon have no light, flying sand and stones, and the sword momentum of the two is intertwined, forming two tornadoes, which continue to rotate and collide around the two, and finally form a tornado storm that is several miles thick and connects the sky and the earth.

In the center of the storm, the two kept bombarding each other, and it seemed that no one would fall, and they would never give up, and here, only one person could get out.

Boom!

Among the young geniuses watching the battle from all directions, some people swallowed saliva from time to time, releasing the tension in their hearts.

Looking at the rapidly staggered figures in the tornado storm and the dense lightning generated by the friction of the incomparable True Qi, someone finally couldn't help but speak: "Fucking it's too exaggerated, it's also a young king, this gap is too big!" With this level of strength, if it were us, I'm afraid we wouldn't be able to resist at all. ”

"The decisive battle at the level of the Sword King is really not what we can imagine."

"It's up to them to have the last laugh."

If they said before, they still cared very much about winning or losing, but by now, their minds have faded a lot, whether it is Ling Chen, or Beichuan Ye on the other side, these two people have the qualifications and strength of the sword king, no matter which side loses, the other party becomes the sword king of the world, standing alone in the world, leaving a name in history, that is a matter of course.

Even if Beichuan Ye wins, even if the other party is a Yingzhou person, they will still recognize the other party's sword king, because the strength shown by the other party has convinced everyone.

Bang bang bang!

In mid-air, the collision between the two continued, but whether it was Beichuan Ye or Ling Chen, their attacks and reflexes were not as good as before, before they were able to easily avoid each other's attacks and counterattack fiercely, but now, let alone counterattack, it has become difficult for them to even avoid each other's attacks. However, only a few minutes passed, and there were already several sword marks on the bodies of the two of them, and their blood-stained robes made them look very miserable.

(End of chapter)