You must know that if Sword Intent wants to enter the third tier, it needs to have at least five attributes, even if it is him, it is only recently reached, I didn't expect that there are people in the younger generation who are the same as him and have achieved the same achievements as him.

Moreover, it can be judged from the breath that Ling Chen's sword intent is very stable, although it is slightly inferior in strength, but in terms of stability, it is obviously stronger!

"Very well, you are qualified to be my opponent."

The left hand was pressed on the end of the hilt, Jian Wushuang's back was straight, and a sword intent that broke through the clouds went upstream, colliding with Ling Chen's sword intent, and there was an endless sound of fine crackling in the void, and the storm of sword intent came out of nowhere, extremely chaotic, spreading and radiating in all directions.

Yes!

The screams rang out one after another, and the people who were close to the stands directly had their eyes glazed over, their headaches splitting, and they flew backwards to avoid the attack of the sword intent storm.

"It's not good, sword intent storm, retreat quickly, this is a battle close to the holy level."

Someone in the stands screamed in horror.

The sword intent confrontation between these two people actually created such a terrifying sword intent storm.

Although this ring shield can defend against the impact of saint-level power, it can only defend against substantive attacks, but it can't defend against the invasion of sword intent, because sword intent is a volitional attack, and it simply ignores the protection of the ring and forcibly spreads out.

Ling Chen's sword intent level is a king-level mid-grade sword intent, but it has long been stabilized in the third tier, and Jian Wushuang's sword intent is a king-level top-grade, and it has barely made it to the third tier, and it is not an ordinary sword intent, it is a relatively rare traceless sword intent, although it is not as strong as Ling Chen's super sword intent that has absorbed the essence of the royal sword intent and the Qinglian sword intent, but it is much stronger than the ordinary sword intent, and the sword intent of the two is equivalent to the battle between two high-level demi-saints, and the lethality can be imagined.

Of course, although the sword intent of the two is very strong, they are not real sword saints after all, and the use of sword intent is much weaker than the strong at the sword saint level, and they belong to the bottom existence, but this kind of battle close to the saint-level sword intent is extraordinary after all, if you don't retreat, it is very likely that your soul will be strangled by the sword intent storm and die tragically on the spot, not a joke.

The two kinds of sword intent formed two colors in the ring, Ling Chen's sword intent showed a cyan color, but it was mixed with a hint of golden yellow, while Jian Wushuang's sword intent was pure black, extremely aggressive, and constantly attacked Ling Chen, and although Ling Chen was now defensive, his sword intent firmly occupied half of the ring, preventing Jian Wushuang's traceless sword intent from occupying half of the position, and waiting for the opportunity to counterattack.

"Heavenly Dragon Sword Qi!"

With the sword intent, he failed to gain the upper hand, and the true qi in Jian Wushuang's body gushed out, all of which poured into the long sword in his hand, and the long sword roared loudly, like a white dragon descending from the sky, slashing towards Ling Chen.

Whew!

The sea of sword intent was torn apart, and a trace ran through the ring, rushing straight towards Ling Chen, who was standing upright, and moved forward.

The Red Sky Sword was pulled out, and Ling Chen waved it in the air with his sword.

A sword slashed at the throat of the Heavenly Dragon Sword Qi, Ling Chen beheaded the White Dragon with a sword, and the sword qi immediately collapsed.

"Interesting! I'd like to see if you can take a few swords from me!" ”

Jian Wushuang let out a long laugh, exuding a domineering aura, he turned into a rainbow light, and in an instant, dozens of swords attacked Ling Chen.

"As much as you come, you will break as much as you want."

Ling Chen's wind was light, not in a hurry, and he came out with his sword and greeted him.

"It's a good thing to have self-confidence, but it's a pity that you're overconfident, you think you can fight me with your powerful sword intent alone? How naïve! ”

The cold light flashed in Jian Wushuang's eyes, the sword intent is only a part of the swordsman's strength, not the whole thing, if the swordsmanship is clumsy, no matter how strong the sword intent is, what is the use?

Approaching Ling Chen, each sword of Jian Wushuang was incredibly fast, as if one person turned into dozens of people, and at the same time swung a sword, and the sword pointed directly at Ling Chen's vital point.

"It's too fast, this is the ultimate sword speed of Sword Peerless, can humans really burst out with such a strong sword speed?"

"This is Jian Wushuang, and no one in the younger generation can match his achievements in kendo!"

"That's not necessarily, you see Ling Chen, all of them have been caught."

In the midst of everyone's discussions, Ling Chen rushed forward against Jian Wushuang, the Red Sky Sword swung to the extreme, and one sword after another blocked Jian Wushuang's attack, not only that, although Ling Chen was in the countercurrent, the momentum of the counterattack made the countercurrent stagnate, and they fought against each other.

Bell Bell Bell Bell ......

If it is said that the battle between Jian Wushuang and Liu Mengru completely exploded their own strength, then the battle between Jian Wushuang and Ling Chen, not only Jian Wushuang, but also Ling Chen,

Both of them played their usual state of twelve points, and continued to rise, quite endlessly.

In the case of an opponent in chess and encountering a genius swordsman of the same level, they go beyond the limit, and this is the magic of a genius swordsman.

Because the speed is too fast, the sword is also fast, the figures of the two have not disappeared, but more and more, dense, in the ring, five, ten, twenty, dozens of Ling Chen and dozens of sword Wushuang are fighting, the action of the sword is different, some swing the sword and slash, some the sword edge resists, some attack in the air, some seal the sword defense, there are thousands of changes.

In the audience, many of the martial artists watching the battle were already fascinated, as if they were stupid.

If they hadn't seen it with their own eyes, they would never have believed that someone would have used swordsmanship to such an outrageous level, and it wasn't one, it was two.

Jian Wushuang's strength has exceeded their imagination.

However, there is actually a Ling Chen, and he can also have a sword speed that rivals that of a sword, and his swordsmanship is attained.

It's incredible.

"A once-in-a-century demon showdown!"

A veteran warrior watched the battle intently, and then spat out a sentence coldly.

"A rare battle of peerless swordsmen in five hundred years!"

Another martial artist, who was obviously a swordsman, said with an excited face.

"The sword determines the country!"

More than a dozen sword peerless figures suddenly dissipated, and a clear figure emerged, as soon as he made a move, it was an earth-shaking sword move, a thousand-zhang giant sword, falling from the sky and slashing down, such a majestic sword pressure, instantly crushed Ling Chen's phantoms one by one, annihilated.

"Golden Sword Domain, forge a sword as a tower!"

Ling Chen's true body also flashed out, his eyes flickered, the golden light shone, and the golden sword domain spread out, but the golden sword qi was cast into a ten-zhang tall pyramid at an astonishing speed, completely enveloping Ling Chen.

Boom!

The thousand-zhang giant sword slashed at the top of the pyramid, and the terrifying power and momentum swept away, fiercely impacting the protective shield, twisting the protective shield, but the deafening sound wave was once again transmitted over the protective shield, making many of the martial artists in the stands who were watching the battle have gold stars in their eyes, dizzy, and even directly shocked to the mouth and nose, and suffered internal injuries, everyone hurriedly covered their ears and sealed the meridians of their ears, and their faces were terrified.

(End of chapter)