Ling Chen's sword intent is more than Jian Wushuang's traceless sword intent, once it is urged with all its might, it is simply earth-shattering, the sky is rendered into blue and gold, high in the sky, black lightning pierces the sky, endlessly, and on Ling Chen's body, a huge black sword shadow is condensed, and the sword shadow only slightly releases the edge, making the clouds break through a big hole.

"Heaven is empty!"

Over there, Jian Wushuang had already completed the final accumulation, and the surging breath made the space around him distort, and with one step, Jian Wushuang used every bit of strength in his body to swing out a powerful sword, a sword out, bloody rain and bloody wind, the sea of blood spread, and countless blood-colored sword shadows flew all over the sky, turning the sky above the ring into a blood-colored purgatory.

The aura of killing, destruction, and blood filled the entire ring, and Ling Chen's sword momentum was swallowed inch by inch, and the whole person was forced to the edge of the ring, and he was about to lose.

At the last moment, Ling Chen was forced to the edge of the cliff, not only did he feel any despair, on the contrary, his state in this desperate situation improved rapidly, entering a realm where people and swords are one, and things and self are forgotten!

In Ling Chen's eyes, the speed at which Jian Wushuang used his sword moves slowed down significantly, and at this moment, his thinking seemed to be frozen, and all the realizations he had gained in this Heavenly Sword Conference had all emerged, like pieces of fragments, merging and reorganizing extremely quickly.

Suddenly, a gleam flashed in Ling Chen's eyes.

He suddenly held the sword in both hands, and with a swing of the sword, a stream of crimson true qi swept out, condensing into a lotus flower around his body, this lotus flower was composed of a sword array, and under Ling Chen's strong urging, it thrived and grew rapidly.

"Fire Lotus Sword Array!"

With a loud shout, the huge fire lotus also soared up, soaring straight into the sky, as if it was endowed with a strong vitality, and quickly bloomed and rose to the sky.

This move is based on Ling Chen's first move in the Qinglian Sword Song, Qinglian Towering Heaven, incorporating a trace of the true meaning of fire and transforming the swordsmanship, although it has lost the original artistic conception of the sword move, but it was given seventy percent of the true meaning of fire by Ling Chen, and the power suddenly doubled, and it was not weaker than the original Qinglian Towering Sky.

Cracking sound!

The blood-colored sword shadow and the giant fire lotus collided together, shattering piece by piece, and on the sea of blood, a deep sword mark was plowed out, and Ling Chen's sword intent permeated the sword marks, constantly destroying the structure of the sea of blood, consuming its power, making the sea of blood set off monstrous waves, and the color of blood gradually faded.

"Break it for me!"

Jian Wushuang's expression was cold, his face was expressionless, and he swung out a sword again, and the sea of sword qi was overwhelming, and the sword shadow shot out, and the black pressure was overwhelming.

"Scatter!"

Ling Chen didn't talk nonsense, just drank softly, and the fire lotus suddenly disintegrated, and the fiery red lotus leaf sword qi shot out one after another, bombarding the overlapping sea of sword qi.

Puff puff!

Bang bang bang!

In the fight between the two, the sun and moon were gone, the table was cracked, the sand was flying, and the violent blood-colored sword wind and the fiery red sword wind were intertwined, constantly rotating and colliding around the two, and finally formed a tornado storm that was several miles thick and connected to 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!

In the crowd of spectators, some people swallowed saliva from time to time, unable to suppress the tension in their hearts.

Looking at the two figures fiercely confronting in the tornado, as well as the dense lightning generated by energy friction, someone finally couldn't help but speak: "It's too perverted!" This is not a battle between the Heavenly Extreme Realm at all, but two armies of the Heavenly Extreme Realm are fighting against each other, and once we are caught up in it, we will definitely be like duckweed, broken to pieces, and dead without a whole corpse. ”

"The peerless demon meets the peerless demon, it is rare to meet it for hundreds of years, but I didn't expect to be met by us."

"I don't know about them, who will have the last laugh."

By now, no one dared to say that they would win or lose, because no one could be sure which of the two men would be victorious.

Although Jian Wushuang had established a huge prestige before the start of the competition, and whether it was in cultivation, qualification ranking, or fame, it was enough to crush Ling Chen, but now, no one dared to say that Jian Wushuang had a better chance of winning.

In this twists and turns, full of thrilling peerless battles, everyone has become numb.

The momentary advantage does not explain the problem at all, who can have the last laugh, who is the real king!

Boom Boom!

In the ring area where their eyes were focused, in the tornado storm, the two had already fought hundreds of moves, and the moves were all going all out, and for a while, the ground shook, the dust and fog were filled, the sky was dark, and the air was shining.

"Ling Yu, with your cultivation of the Heavenly Extreme Realm Seventh Heaven, how long can you support under my sword, you will definitely be defeated in the end!"

Jian Wushuang's face was gloomy, he had exhausted all his hole cards, but he couldn't even win Ling Chen, which was really a huge shame for him, a proud son of the heavens who regarded himself very highly.

However, although it is a shame, as long as he can win, it is nothing, and if he loses, it will be an abyss for him.

He had to win.

Even if it is consumed, Ling Chen must be consumed in this ring!

For this, the sword is unequaled, his cultivation is far beyond Ling Chen, and the thickness of his true qi is far better than Ling Chen, so he will fight for a long time, Ling Chen is definitely not his opponent, and in the end, Ling Chen's true qi is unsustainable, what will he fight with him when the time comes?

But he soon realized that he was wrong, and he was very wrong.

Under his onslaught, it was dozens of moves past, Ling Chen did not have any phenomenon of lack of true qi, and was still able to steadily block his attack unscathed, but it was him, the true qi in his body was unsustainable, and he could no longer attack Ling Chen unscrupulously.

"How is that possible?"

Jian Wushuang couldn't believe that Ling Chen, who was only in the Heavenly Extreme Realm Seventh Heaven, could actually consume more than him, an intermediate half-saint?

What kind of pervert is this kid?

"Jian Wushuang's plan to consume Ling Yu seems to be bankrupt."

Sima Xiaoyao in the audience saw it very clearly, very embarrassed, he could see Jian Wushuang's tactical intentions, but in this situation, I am afraid that Jian Wushuang's intentions will not succeed.

"Although Ling Yu is far inferior to Sword Wushuang in terms of true qi thickness, each of his swords is very efficient, often with five points of strength, but it can exert ten results. Jian Wushuang's idea was right, but he tried to use it on Ling Yude, but he was afraid that he had miscalculated. ”

Liu Mengru next to her also shook her head and said lightly.

(End of chapter)