Jia Wei felt that his sword, because of the majestic fist intent, began to shake violently, and the entire sword weapon faintly felt out of the control of his right hand. For more up-to-date chapters, visit: ШЩЩ.(7)(9)XS.сОМ.

"Isn't this kid 'fine' at the swordsmanship, why is his boxing technique so profound!"

Jia Wei was shocked in his heart, he knew very well that this "Nine Rings Fist" was extremely difficult to practice, and it was a hundred times more difficult than some heaven-level super-grade martial arts!

At the beginning, he had just entered the Phantom Sword Academy, and he thought that he was extremely talented, and with the arrogance of the disciples of the sect master of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect, he decided to double cultivate fists and swords, so he chose a 'door' that was difficult to cultivate, and wanted to be famous in this Phantom Sword Academy.

As a result, after three years of boxing practice, he was able to reach the realm, and he couldn't even touch the 'door' threshold of the consummation realm, so he had to give up boxing, meditate on swordsmanship, and wanted to challenge all the geniuses on the genius list, thinking that with his attainments in the way of the sword, he could easily enter the top three of the genius list, but found that the dark horses were one after another, and he squeezed into the top ten by luck, not strength.

The young man in front of him, who had only been enrolled for less than a day, actually cultivated "Nine Rings of Fist" to the pinnacle of the Great Perfection, and even played the tenth ring, "Nine Rings of Fist" Isn't there only nine rings? Why can it still play ten rings?

The two young men in the same group as Jia Wei were also shocked at this time, they all knew that "Nine Rings Fist" was extremely difficult to practice, and they also understood the power of "Sword Rain Pear 'Flower'", even if they cultivated "Nine Rings Fist" to the peak and perfection, if they wanted to use the power of one punch to disperse the sword qi of Sword Rain Pear 'Flower', this is not realistic at all!

What is puzzling is that Cheng Wushuang's nine-ring fist actually has one more sound, because this extra sound overwhelms the "Sword Rain Pear 'Flower'" and forcibly defeats all the sword qi.

Ling Yichen, who was watching from a distance, shrugged his white eyebrows, his eyes were full of surprise, and on his wrinkled cheeks, there was an irrepressible 'excited' expression, and the corners of his mouth murmured: "It turns out that there is still one sound of the Nine Rings Fist!"

"The highest realm is nine consecutive rings, and the fist momentum is turned into meaning, and the punch added by his left hand is the momentum of the fist wind formed by the right fist one after another, pushing the 'wave' to add fuel to the fire, and then hitting the tenth ring. ”

"As soon as the ten rings come out, the entire nine rings of the fist will get a kind of sublimation, and the power will continue to rise, I'm afraid that Jia Wei's sword move will be forcibly broken!"

Jia Wei, who was confronting Cheng Wushuang at this moment, had cold sweat rolling down his forehead, the sword in his right hand became a sword in both hands, his sword body was 'twitching' more and more powerfully, and the sword sound was no longer as arrogant as before, but a kind of sorrowful roar that was crushed by the fist.

"Break it for me!"

Cheng Wushuang snorted coldly, "Nine Rings of Fist" was like a dragon and tiger, the majestic fist intent and the sudden cracking wind made Jia Wei's sword blade tremble uncontrollably, and finally Jia Wei's hands couldn't hold the 'twitch' of the sword, and he was suddenly shocked by Cheng Wushuang's boxing skills!

Jia Wei flew upside down, the sword weapon in his hand was not abandoned, and he was about to fall to the ground heavily, when suddenly the sword light flashed, drawing a sword mark on the ground, borrowing the power of this sword, volleying in the air, standing on the ground staggeringly, his face was "pale" and "gloomy" and terrible.

"Little thing, a little ability!"

Jia Wei exhaled deeply, calmed the qi and blood in his body, and then the spiritual power ran on the sword weapon again, he never dreamed that "Nine Ringing Fists" would actually forcibly break the "Gate" Heavenly Rank Super Sword Technique of "Sword Rain Pear 'Flower'"!

"Look at you, you're just like that, even my boxing skills can't be defeated, it's really a waste!"

Cheng Wushuang said coldly, his eyes full of banter and contempt.

"Hmph, little thing, don't think that you will be arrogant after learning a 'door' powerful boxing technique, I tell you!"

"I haven't used my really powerful swordsmanship yet!"

Jia Wei raised his eyebrows, and was completely 'provoked' by Cheng Wushuang's eyes, he couldn't imagine that a little ghost from a backward empire would dare to look down on him, a person who was on the tenth genius list!

Because he has been sought after since he was a child, he is also respected by countless people in the 'gate' of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect, so at this moment, the self-righteous arrogance and strong self-esteem in Jia Wei's heart made his face become hideous and terrifying, and a fierce light appeared in his eyes.

Although he knew that no one was allowed to kill people in the Phantom Sword Academy, otherwise he would be kicked out of the academy's big 'gate', but now he couldn't care so much, if he didn't shatter Cheng Wushuang's contemptuous look and use the sword in his hand to smash it into slag, it would be really difficult to vent the hatred in his heart.

"Little thing, die!"

Jia Wei raised his eyebrows, his eyes showed murderous intent, even if he was expelled from the Phantom Sword Academy, he would kill Cheng Wushuang.

The sword weapon in his hand once again condensed the blood-red 'color' sword qi, and a huge strong wind played, and above the sky, the originally clear sky 'color' was dark for a while, and the surroundings became dim.

A trace of heaven and earth resonance, as the sword weapon in Jia Wei's hand slammed out, Jia Wei's sword gathered a huge amount of heaven and earth, and through the two "potentials", it triggered a trace of vision to increase the power of the sword.

A 'wave' of soul power made a sound on the sword, causing the sword to emit a sharp and piercing strange sword sound, which made people feel a little hairy when they heard it, because this sound was somewhat similar to a baby's crying!

Cheng Wushuang's eyes showed a hint of surprise at this time, he couldn't imagine that Jia Wei still had this kind of sword skill in his hand with the help of soul power!

He remembered that there was no sword skill with soul power in the cabinet, and obviously, Jia Wei's 'door' sword skill should not have come from the cabinet, but from other places.

Cheng Wushuang smiled faintly and said to Jia Wei: "Actually, what I'm good at is swords!" After speaking, the stone sword in his hand was out.

"Bloodsoul Spike!"

Jia Wei's eyes flashed with blood-colored red light, and the blood-red sword qi on the sword weapon bloomed with demonic 'yan' red light for a while, forming a demonic illusion, and immediately, the sword light bloomed violently, and a sword burst out, the demonic illusion smiled hideously, and swept towards Cheng Wushuang with the sword weapon opening its big mouth.

The crying sword of a baby suddenly turns into wanton laughter!

With the unleashing of this 'Gate' sword move, Cheng Wushuang sensed that a star soul power was attached to the sword weapon, making the power of this 'Gate' soul sword technique even more powerful!

In the later stage of martial arts, it is more dependent on the martial arts of the soul genus 'sex', and the power of the star soul can make this 'door' martial arts exert more powerful power!

Cheng Wushuang saw the sword light coming, and he was not afraid of danger, and the power of the mutated iron sword star soul was immediately released, attached to the stone sword, and a soul power was emanated!

Countless black 'colored' sword qi suddenly condensed from the stone sword, roaring like a coiled snake, causing people to feel a sense of fear from the soul.

The dark clouds in the sky became more 'gloomy' at this time, and the strength of the wind was also a little stronger.

"Sword Shadow Soul Wound!"

Cheng Wushuang's eyes flashed with a 'fine' light, a sword stabbed out, stepping on the "Afterimage of Lingyin", the ground was suddenly left by a strange step of half an inch deep footprints, the sword he cast was a sword skill synthesized from the cabinet that consumed soul power.