Chapter 361, Sword Encounter

Zuo Fenglei's eyes were cold, and his body had already withdrawn from Qin Guan with a leap, and then he held the knife in both hands, and a white sword light burst out from the long knife, like an angry dragon.

"Wind Shadow Phantom Killing Knife!"

As soon as the sword light came out, it instantly pulled out the air in front of Zuo Fenglei, the slightest spiritual power evaporated, there was no wind and waves in the air, and the amazing sword light couldn't help but make people close their eyes.

Jingling!

The blade and the tip of the sword strangled together, and in the interval of rotation, countless sparks burst out from the collision of the two, like a rain of fire.

Boom!

The left wind and thunder flushed violently, the long knife was bounced away in an instant, and his footsteps retreated dozens of steps one after another, and the wind and waves around him surged all around, spreading to the edge of the ring.

"Wow......"

Stopping his retreat, Zuo Fenglei's face turned pale, and he clutched his chest and spat out a mouthful of blood, which was extremely scarlet.

Sou!

However, at this time, a terrifying sword light once again broke through the layers of qi waves, like an antelope hanging horns, appeared in front of Zuo Fenglei, the sword blade was sharp, making his face hurt.

Zuo Fenglei took a deep breath, his face was extremely serious, and the spiritual power of his body exploded instantly, like countless rays of light rising into the sky.

"Vacuum Destruction and Burning!"

Zuo Fenglei held the knife in both hands, his eyes looked straight ahead, and the knife in his hand slashed out dozens of knives in an instant, and the blades were stronger than the other, and the Dao Dao was superimposed, as if a big mountain was blasting towards Qin Guan.

Click!

However, Qin Guan's sword light was extremely terrifying, directly shattering all the swords, turning into fragments all over the sky and flying around, smoke and dust flew up, and white waves rolled.

"Poof......

In the wave dust, a figure quickly flew back, spitting out a mouthful of blood in the air, embarrassed, it was Zuo Fenglei, but at this moment, he was in rags, his hair was scattered, and there was no coldness at the beginning.

"This is the tenth move!"

Qin Guan stood still, his face was extremely indifferent, the sword light outside his body was pervasive, extremely hazy, and the blue long sword was held in his right hand, which was placed obliquely.

The faces of the inner disciples of the Tianxing Sect changed, and even Zuo Fenglei couldn't catch Qin Guan's ten moves, which made them unable to think of anyone who was qualified to challenge Qin Guan, let alone defeat him.

"Brother Gu, Guan'er is reckless, I'm sorry!"

High in the sky, in the white clouds, three figures stood among them, standing on them, as if they were integrated with the space, without any gaps.

The leading person is dressed in a green shirt, and his face is often smiling, giving people a sense of approachability.

It was Yan Nanxing, the sect leader of the Tianxing Sect, and behind him were Gu Jianfeng and Wang Huan.

The words just now came from Wang Huan's mouth, and he didn't mean to make fun of him in the slightest, and his words were sincere.

"It doesn't matter, they are all ordinary and unruly, and now it is just right for Qin Guan to knock and knock them, so that they can understand the gap, which is also good for their future."

Gu Jianfeng's expression was indifferent, and the white robe on his body was hunting.

"I heard that you have one more junior brother, why don't you see him?"

Wang Huan's gaze was silently projected below, strafing the disciples around the ring, and asked with a puzzled face.

"He's coming!"

Gu Jianfeng's gaze looked behind the many inner disciples, and slowly attained the Dao.

Following Gu Jianfeng's gaze, Wang Huan immediately noticed Chu Ming, and he was not surprised when he first saw Chu Ming, but the more he looked at Wang Huan, the more he felt frightened.

Chu Mingzhou's body clearly did not have the slightest aura of sword dao leakage, but Wang Huan could feel the horror in it, as if it was a sharp sword that was about to be unsheathed at any time.

This kendo temperament is not something that ordinary swordsmen can allow, of course, Wang Huan did not regard Chu Ming as an ordinary person, he can become Gu Jianfeng's junior disciple, and there must be something desirable in him.

In the ring.

Qin looked at the inner disciples of the Tianxing Sect, his face couldn't help but show a sneer, and he sneered, "This is all your strength? Sure enough, it's a bunch of local chickens and dogs, and I don't even have a person who can support ten moves in my hands, so I really don't know where your arrogance is. ”

The disciples of the Tianxing Sect in the audience were all angry, but they had nothing to say, although Qin Guan's words were mean, but they were also true, they had stayed in the Tianxing Domain all this time, and they had not been to other domains, so they naturally did not know the level of martial artists in other domains.

"Senior Brother Chu is here!"

"Get out of the way and let Senior Brother Chu in!"

Wow!

The crowd moved out of the way, and a handsome white-robed young man slowly walked in from behind the crowd, his face extremely flat.

As Chu Ming moved, the disdain on Qin Guan's face slowly disappeared, and instead revealed a trace of solemnity.

As soon as the connoisseur makes a move, he will know if there is one.

Just the temperament revealed by Chu Ming, he has only seen it in one person, that is, one of the four great heavenly arrogances of the Hundred Domains of the East, Wang Xuanyi, the "Hundred Swords Prince".

Of course, although the sword momentum on Chu Ming's body was strong, it was far from reaching the level of Wang Xuanyi, but that should not be underestimated.

"I didn't expect that in a remote and small domain like the Tianxing Domain, I could still see a kendo master like you."

Qin Guan put away his disdain, the red sword in his right hand, standing tall in the ring, his blue robe was cold.

"You're not weak either."

Chu Ming stepped into the ring step by step, he had seen half of the battle between Qin Guan and Zuo Fenglei just now, Qin Guan's first few moves were nothing to him, but Qin Guan's last two moves were enough for him to face it.

"I only used fifty percent of my strength just now, I don't know how much force you can force me to use."

A force of ice and snow flowed in Qin Guan's body, and an ice and snow storm slowly blew in the ring, and the powerful sword momentum swept towards Chu Ming, and there was a thin layer of ice on the ground.

"How much? Ten out of ten, you can't beat me! ”

Chu Ming slowly pulled out the conjugate sword on his waist, his expression was indifferent, and a spatial ripple spread to the surroundings, the sword was not strong, but it was like a vast sea, which could contain everything.

"Let me see if you have the qualifications to say this!"

"Kill!"

As soon as the figure moved, the distance between Qin Guan and Chu Ming was shortened to only ten meters left, the sword light flashed, and a cloud of cold light struck out with an amazing sword intent, the air was like water, the ancient well had no waves, and there was only one person and one sword left between heaven and earth, and nothing else.

Chu Ming's face did not change, his right hand seemed to hold the hilt of the conjugate sword slowly and quickly, and with a slight pull, the dark sword light was like a poisonous snake out of a hole, accurately pointing at the tip of Qin Guan's sword...... Gujing Wubo's artistic conception doesn't seem to have any effect on him, and he is unrestrained.

Scold!

The tips of the swords full of spiritual power sword intent collided together, and the sparks splashed in all directions, dazzling.

"When the sun is in the sky, how can I feel a chill?"

An inner disciple couldn't help but shudder, full of doubts.

"Me too!"

"I heard that a powerful swordsman competition can make people feel cold, I didn't believe it originally, but today I believe it."

The disciples in the audience talked a lot, and at the same time, the competition in the ring also entered a white-hot stage.