Poof!

Jian Wushuang's sword was too fast, and almost in the moment of breaking the illusion, his sword pointed at Liu Mengru, and without selection, he had already arrived in front of Liu Mengru, slashing one of Liu Mengru out with a sword.

"Liu Mengru"'s body was directly shattered by a sword and collapsed, obviously, what Jian Wushuang slashed was not Liu Mengru's body, but the incarnation of the latter.

However, Ling Chen seemed to see something, I am afraid that even if Jian Wushuang initially chose another Liu Mengru, I am afraid that what he will break in the end is just an incarnation.

Liu Mengru should be able to freely control the position of herself and her incarnation, and it is not difficult to steal the beam and change the pillar in an instant.

However, the incarnation was broken, and the situation took a sharp turn for Liu Mengru.

Jian Wushuang relied on his superb swordsmanship to snatch the advantage from Liu Mengru's hands.

Although the two were still inseparable, Ling Chen shook his head and sighed, "Liu Mengru is going to lose." ”

"Why?"

Ling Xue next to her listened, but she was a little puzzled, now these two people, aren't they still fighting inseparably?

Liu Mengru, I can't see any signs of defeat?

"After a hundred moves, the winner will be divided."

Ling Chen said lightly.

This battle lasted until sunset.

The two sides really fought more than a hundred moves, but in the end, as Ling Chen expected, Liu Mengru's arm was hit by Jian Wushuang and lost to the latter.

"It's my toughest opponent, and I hope I'll have a chance to fight you next time."

Jian Wushuang looked at Liu Mengru opposite, but his eyes were full of solemnity, this time, he won not easy at all, and Liu Mengru has been fighting until now, even he feels a little exhausted.

This woman does have the strength to match him.

"Next time, it won't be like this again."

Liu Mengru snorted coldly, although she was unhappy in her heart, but there was no way, she was indeed defeated, and after leaving a word, she also swept off the ring.

"It's still the sword that is better!"

Everyone let out a long breath, and the victory and defeat were finally decided.

"Being able to fight for so long to determine the winner and loser, Liu Mengru's strength is also quite good, not much worse than Jian Wushuang, and it is worthy of being a demon whose qualifications are on par with Jian Wushuang."

"What a twist and turn! I saw Jian Wushuang injured first, and I thought that Liu Mengru was going to win, but I didn't expect Jian Wushuang to be able to reverse the decline and turn defeat into victory. ”

"As soon as this competition is over, basically the first and second are decided."

In the stands, many warriors watching the battle were discussing.

"It seems that the number one in this Heavenly Sword Conference is Sword Peerless."

Ghost Tianchou, Tang Haotian and others all looked at Jian Wushuang, this most high-profile battle was over, Jian Wushuang had no opponents.

"Not necessarily."

A sudden voice made the two of them turn around, and the person who spoke was Sima Xiaoyao, who looked indifferent, and then said: "You forget, there is another person who can compete with Jian Wushuang." ”

"And one more?"

Ghost Tianchou and Tang Haotian and the others looked at each other, and then their faces changed slightly, "Are you talking about Ling Yu?" ”

"That's right."

Sima Yao nodded.

"Even Liu Mengru lost to Jian Wushuang, could it be that Ling Yu can be stronger than Liu Mengru?"

Ghost Tianchou and Tang Haotian both shook their heads, they had both fought with Ling Chen, and they had also watched the battle between Ling Chen and Sima Xiaoyao, although Ling Chen's strength was good, but it was far from being able to form a sense of oppression on them, and Jian Wushuang had been able to suppress them with his breath alone, so that they could not afford the idea of fighting with them.

Sima Xiaoyao didn't say much, and said lightly: "Then wait and see." ”

The seventh round of the competition, after the battle between Jian Wushuang and Liu Mengru, also came to an end quickly.

The competition then entered the eighth round.

After the battle between Jian Wushuang and Liu Mengru ended, there was only one last match left that could attract attention, that is, the battle between Ling Chen and Jian Wushuang.

At this moment, on the ranking gold list suspended in mid-air, there are two names at the top, occupying the first and second positions respectively.

Although Ling Chen ranked second, the two of them won the same number of games, both of them were seven, and they all won all.

The winner of the competition between the two will directly determine the first place in the conference.

Although many people think that the first place in the conference has been decided, that is, Sword Warriors, the real first place will be decided, but it will have to wait for the end of this round of competition.

"Jian Wushuang's strength is so strong, Ling Yu is afraid that there is little hope."

In the Ling family area, Ling Zhen looked at Ling Chen in the ring worriedly and said.

"Even if you lose, at least it's still the top three, the first position is too difficult after all, no matter how you win or lose, Ling Yu will definitely be famous all over the world, and he is a great contributor to my Ling family."

At this point, Ling Lie was very open-minded, after all, Jian Wushuang's strength was there, Ling Chen's chances of winning were very low, and Ling Chen's entry into the top three this time was already beyond expectations, and he couldn't get the first place, so it didn't matter.

Losing to Jian Wushuang is not a shameful thing.

On the ring, two figures stood in the corners of the ring, about 100 meters apart.

"Give it all your strength, or this competition will be boring."

Jian Wushuang looked at Ling Chen with an indifferent expression.

"No need to be reminded, in this battle, I will do my best to defeat Your Excellency." Ling Chen is neither humble nor arrogant.

"If you have ambition, you can still say this, I don't know if you want to be brave for yourself, or if you really have some ability?"

Jian Wushuang's eyes became fierce, and a touch of sword intent took the opportunity to shoot straight at Ling Chen, trying to teach Ling Chen a lesson first.

However, Ling Chen didn't move, but closed his eyes unexpectedly, until the moment when the sword intent was approaching, he suddenly raised his head, and in his eyes, there was a sword intent like an ocean surging, as for the temptation of Jian Wushuang, it collapsed into nothingness in front of Ling Chen in the blink of an eye.

Everyone's attention was attracted at once, in the eyes of everyone, the world seemed to disappear, only Ling Chen was left, the world in perception, a dead silence, some people close to find that they couldn't even speak, as if they had fallen into a nightmare, their minds could move, but their bodies couldn't move.

Ling Chen's sword intent burst out in full force for the first time.

"Such a terrifying sword intent."

Liu Mengru took a deep breath, her eyes shocked.

Sima Xiaoyao was also a little shocked, his hands and feet trembled excitedly, this is a feeling that no one can give him, so apprehensive, so expectant.

"The king-level mid-grade sword intent of the third tier!"

The long sword on his waist trembled, as if it would be unsheathed at any time, Jian Wushuang's eyes narrowed into a line, the cold light flowed inside, the forest was as cold as a knife, on Ling Chen's body, he felt a heavy threat, this threat was no longer his custom threat, but a threat from his body instinct, and his body instinct felt the threat.

Ling Chen's sword intent seemed to have the ability to compete with him, and the other party, like him, also condensed the prototype of the sword soul, which was unique among the younger generation.

(End of chapter)