In the ring.

The competition is still going on.

Jian Wushuang can neither defeat Ling Chen, nor consume Ling Chen, but his heart is cloudy, in this case, it depends on whose willpower is stronger, whose endurance is better, and who will be the final winner.

After fighting so far, the two of them have almost exhausted their hole cards, but no one can help anyone, although Ling Chen has repeatedly made strange moves, it is impossible to use them frequently, and Jian Wushuang's cultivation is much stronger after all, if he is on guard, the damage that Ling Chen can cause to him is also minimal, unless he can make further progress, it will not have much effect.

Knowing that other means could not help each other, the two continued to bombard, and the situation instantly became white-hot, and the howling tornado storm continued to impact the surrounding ring shields, scraping the gravel on the ground into the air, and a dense stone rain fell.

"I don't believe you can hold me back with many swords?"

Gritting his teeth, Jian Wushuang rushed straight towards Ling Chen, narrowing the distance between them and enhancing the effect of his attack.

Unexpectedly, Ling Chen didn't choose to keep his distance, and swept towards the other party, slashing out one sword after another.

Because both of them knew that with the amount of true qi they had left, they could no longer continue to support long-range sword qi exchanges, and close combat could save true qi, and they happened to be very confident in their swordsmanship.

"In close combat, I'm afraid it's going to be a big deal."

The crowd held their breath.

"Sword competition, who will be stronger?"

Sima Xiaoyao also held his breath, Jian Wushuang's swordsmanship has the essence of the royal family's swordsmanship, known as the unparalleled in the world, but Ling Chen's swordsmanship is not inferior at all, and he has won surprisingly in the case of being at a disadvantage, turning danger into a disaster, even if it is Jian Wushuang, I am afraid it will be difficult to suppress Ling Chen's swordsmanship.

"In terms of swordsmanship, no one in the younger generation can beat the Sword Peerless Emperor Brother."

Li Tailong stared at the situation in the ring, and his eyes were already bloodshot.

Most of the people in the field were wide-eyed, their eyes were bloodshot, their eyes were red and swollen, this battle was so exciting, it was hard to see for eternity, and any moment of negligence was a loss for everyone.

Bell Bell Bell Bell ......

As soon as the distance was close, the attack effect was not a little or two points larger, but one or two times, with the exchange of sword light, the sword qi continued to fall on the two of them, and the defense of the two was a little unbearable, and the true qi of the protective body was drawn out of cracks, and the qi and blood were churning.

"Defeat me!"

Jian Wushuang used all the strength of his body to slash out a sword, and the sword qi turned into a long dragon and swept towards Ling Chen.

"Immortals show the way!"

Ling Chen's counterattack was not as strong as the other party's, but the cohesion was much higher, and at close range, the sword qi shot out in a straight line, piercing the sword qi of Jian Wushuang Changlong, hitting the latter's body protection true qi, on the other hand, Ling Chen himself was also hit by the sword qi that was shattered by the long dragon, and there were a few more holes in the body protection true qi.

With a muffled snort, the two of them each flew out dozens of meters away.

"Come again!"

The two of them didn't care about anything else, and they jumped up again, attacking each other completely undefended, just hoping that the attack could fall on each other, and it didn't matter if they were hit or not.

"Canglong Seven Styles!"

"The stars are full of moon!"

"Eight Desolate Fire Dragons!"

"Chestnut in the fire!"

And in this state of exhaustion, the offensive of the two people is not as good as before, if the offensive of the two of them can easily kill the demi-saint in the peak state, then now, I am afraid that any ordinary Heavenly Extreme Realm Eighth Heaven in a full state, or even a strong person in the Heavenly Extreme Realm Seventh Heaven, can defeat these two people.

Puff puff......

In the blink of an eye, Jian Wushuang was hit by five swords, and Ling Chen was hit by four swords.

"How is it possible, the sword peerless imperial brother has been hit by one more sword than that kid!"

Li Tailong's face changed drastically, as if he had seen a ghost.

"If the heart is in turmoil, the sword is in chaos, and the mentality of Jian Wushuang is already in chaos."

Liu Mengru's beautiful eyes narrowed slightly, and she said lightly.

A supreme-level genius like Jian Wushuang may have never been caught in such a protracted and bitter battle, and the battle was so difficult, you must know that the younger generation who fought against him in the past basically couldn't make ten moves in his hands, even Liu Mengru couldn't make Jian Wushuang do his best so hard.

If we have not fought such a hard battle, we naturally do not have the mentality of fighting hard.

And Ling Chen is completely different, Ling Chen has been in crisis many times, and he is evenly matched, or even stronger opponents, he has not seen before, so even at this point, Ling Chen can still be calm and calm, and his heart is like water.

Besides, Jian Wushuang still had a strong fear of failure, but Ling Chen didn't have this emotion.

"Isn't that sword peerless going to be defeated?"

Sima Xiaoyao's pupils shrank slightly, and he was surprised.

"Not necessarily."

Liu Mengru shook her head again.

With a woman's unique intuition, she has a hunch that this competition will not end like this.

"I can't go on like this, if I continue in my current state, there is a good chance that I will lose."

Jian Wushuang's expression was gloomy as water, he knew very well what state he was in now, indeed, he had never encountered such a difficult opponent as Ling Chen, whether it was tactically or mentally, he underestimated Ling Chen, which caused his mentality to collapse now, but was won by Ling Chen, who was always in a calm state.

"That's the only way to go."

Jian Wushuang's eyes flickered violently, as if he had made some decision, and then his body retreated sharply, avoiding Ling Chen's attack, and standing firmly on the edge of the tornado storm with the wind howling.

"Ling Chen, you are very honored, you are the first person in several years who can force out my strongest hole card, and no one else deserves it."

His eyes gradually narrowed, and Jian Wushuang said in surprise.

"What, Jian Musou still has hole cards? It can't be! ”

"It's really fake, will it be a bluff, if Jian Wushuang still has hole cards, why not use it earlier, why wait until now to use it?"

"Maybe there is some risk in this hole card, I see that Jian Wushuang's situation is not like a bluff!"

"It's too exaggerated, the battle in front of it has been earth-shattering, as soon as the strongest hole card comes out, it will be returned, this time Ling Chen is dangerous, it is estimated that he has no cards available!"

People with considerable strength can not distinguish the winner from the loser, so to speak, the hole card is the last resort of each warrior, there is no room for loss, which is why, easy not to expose the hole cards, - once exposed, there is nothing to say, the follow-up is weak, naturally there is no means to win.

Everyone thought that Jian Wushuang and Ling Chen's hole cards were used up, but they didn't expect that at this juncture, Jian Wushuang actually said that he still had the last hole card, just like a thunderclap in the clear sky, which shocked everyone.

(End of chapter)