Although he knew that Chen Tianyang's cultivation was profound, Mao Qingquan was not afraid.

I saw him raise the sword in his right hand, erect it in front of his chest, and flick the middle finger of his left hand on the sword.

I only heard a crisp sound of "ding", and a white ripple suddenly stirred out, and where it passed, the ground condensed into frost.

The next moment, the ripples and the sword qi met in the air, and suddenly, the originally invincible sword qi directly turned into slender ice crystals, which fell to the ground one after another, and after making a crisp sound, they shattered and dissipated into invisibility.

And after the white ripples froze the sword qi, it was still spreading around, and the speed was extremely fast, and it came to Chen Tianyang's eyes in an instant.

If he avoided it, then Ye Zhiqi, Xie Xingchen and the others behind him would undoubtedly turn into ice sculptures.

Chen Tianyang did not hesitate, opened his mouth and vomited slightly, and with a "snort", he suddenly spit out an invisible sword gang, breaking the ripples in front of him.

At the moment, except for the positions behind Chen Tianyang and Mao Qingquan, the entire bar was covered with a layer of frost, reflecting colorful light under the lights.

Chen Tianyang was slightly surprised, this kind of strange move, after he went down the mountain, it was the first time he had seen it.

Sure enough, the world is so big that there are many capable people, and the heroes of the world cannot be easily underestimated.

"Death to the erector!"

Mao Qingquan shouted, raised his sword and jumped up, the cold light of the sword body flickered, and he swallowed out a sword light more than a foot long, making a sound like a dragon's groan.

Inside the bar, the temperature was a few degrees lower, and where the sword slashed, there was a trace of ice crystals flying down in the air, which was gorgeous and colorful.

It can be called a show in the world, a brilliant world!

When had the surrounding people seen this kind of strange scene, their eyes widened, revealing a look of disbelief.

Chen Tianyang was secretly surprised, and he knew in his heart that it was mostly because the long sword in Mao Qingquan's hand was a natural treasure, so it would have such an effect.

It's just a pity that such a magical divine sword would fall into the hands of an old man like Mao Qingquan, which is really a tyrannical thing.

Chen Tianyang sighed in his heart, but his movements did not stop at all, facing Mao Qingquan's amazing sword, in an instant, he met it, although there was no sword in his hand, but with a flick of his fingers, a white sword qi shot out and attacked Mao Qingquan's face.

Mao Qingquan had a sword in his hand, it was still a first-class divine sword, he snorted lightly, relying on the advantage of the divine sword, and slashed down in the air, directly eliminating Chen Tianyang's sword qi into invisibility.

Chen Tianyang's expression was awe-inspiring, and soon, he and Mao Qingquan fought together.

Whether it is Chen Tianyang or Mao Qingquan, they are rare kendo masters in the world, and as soon as the two fight, they show strong strength and destructive power.

Soon, in the entire bar, the sword qi was radiating in all directions, the ice crystals were magnificent, and the sword rays were flying, the cold wave was raging, and the frost formed on the ground was layer after layer, as if it had become a world of ice and snow.

I am afraid that if the Grandmaster cultivates below and casually touches Chen Tianyang's sword qi or Mao Qingquan's sword light, he will either die or be injured.

The surrounding people were horrified in their hearts, and under the impact of the sword qi and the wind emitted by the two in the fierce battle, they retreated to the foot of the wall one after another, and there was no way to retreat, for fear of being involved in this battle of the kendo master and suffering an unwarranted disaster.

Ye Zhiqi was even more dizzy, her eyes were full of flying ice crystals and fierce sword qi, and even, she couldn't even see Chen Tianyang's figure clearly, she could only see one afterimage after another.

If it weren't for the faint pain on her face caused by the wind, she would have thought she was dreaming.

Suddenly, Chen Tianyang flicked his fingers and lightly flicked on Mao Qingquan's sword body.

Hearing only the crisp sound of "ding", Mao Qingquan's tiger mouth suddenly became numb, and the "Qingshuang Sword" in his hand was immediately swept aside, and the empty door in front of him was wide open.

Without waiting for Mao Qingquan to react, Chen Tianyang stepped forward and smashed a punch on Mao Qingquan's cheek.

Mao Qingquan snorted, spat blood from his mouth, and involuntarily flew backwards.

Without waiting for him to fly out of a distance of three or five meters, Chen Tianyang's toes lightly touched the frosty ground, and he had already come first, and when he came to Mao Qingquan, he punched Mao Qingquan in the chin again.

Suddenly, Mao Qingquan flew upwards, continuously crashed through the roof of the three floors above, and flew high into the air at a height of twenty meters.