Dongfang Xuan was stunned!

Mo Yiyang was stunned!

Everyone was stunned!

There was a dead silence in the audience, and all the monks watching the battle opened their mouths wide one by one, completely unable to believe what they were seeing.

The audience was shocked!

"No······ This is impossible! How can it be sword intent again? Lu Jinghong realized that the sword intent was rarely speechless, how could Chu Feng, this kid, also comprehend the sword intent?" Dongfang Xuan was already seriously injured, and at this moment, under the emotion, he actually spewed out a mouthful of old blood!

"It's incredible! It's terrifying! It's so frustrating! I thought I was already a peerless genius among the younger generation of monks, but compared to these two perverts, it's a difference at all!"

"It's too deep, is this their real strength? It seems that we really used to sit in the well and watch the sky!"

"Mom, when this competition is over, I must retreat and practice for more than a hundred years before coming out!"

······

Lu Jinghong's human sword was one, and his body turned into a hundred-zhang sword ray, locking Chu Feng to death.

In the face of this invincible and strong sword intent, everyone felt a fear that penetrated deep into their bone marrow!

However, Chu Feng, as a party concerned, did not retreat in the slightest in the face of such a terrifying sword intent.

He stepped on the void and carried it with one hand!

Fingers condensed!

The moment he shouted the words "Ten Thousand Swords Return to the Sect", one after another sword qi appeared out of thin air around him, a full ten thousand and eight sword qi, dense, overwhelming, with Chu Feng as the center, spinning wildly.

Almost the entire sky within a radius of five hundred meters was completely covered by sword qi!

The scene was shocking!

The suffocating coercion, the destructive power that destroys the world and the earth, is simply supersuperb!

This level of battle has completely surpassed the power that can be displayed by the Great Perfection of the Tongyun Period, and even the powerhouses of the Yuan Dan Junior Stage may not be able to burst out with such terrifying power.

Ten thousand and eight sword qi seemed to be pulled by an invisible force. Like a sea of rivers, it condensed into a torrent of sword qi, and rushed towards the sword mangs that reached the sky.

Fight the sword will with sword intent!

Strength is tough!

The atmosphere is oppressive and suffocating!

"Boom!"

I saw that Lu Jinghong's hundred-zhang sword light and Chu Feng's sword qi torrent collided together, making an earth-shattering metal impact.

An incomparably brilliant brilliance, in the center of the battle, exploded in an instant, like a small nuclear bomb.

A terrifying shock wave swept through the heavens and the earth.

The wind was howling, the yellow sand was flying all over the sky, the space was shaking, the sky was dark, the sun and the moon were not light, and for a while, it seemed that the whole space had become unstable.

"It's not good, the Qiankun Yin and Yang Five Elements Upside Down Great Array is about to be destroyed!" In the Zhenwu Hall, a Yuan Dan early stage powerhouse who was controlling the formation called out with an extremely frightened expression.

With his cultivation in the early stage of Yuan Dan, controlling the Qiankun Yin and Yang Five Elements Reversal Great Array, even if the people inside were two monks in the middle of Yuan Dan duel, there would be no instability in the Great Array.

But now, the big array is actually about to collapse, and it can only be said that the destructive power generated by the attacks of these two people has surpassed the power that erupted from the powerhouses in the middle of the Yuan Dan.

At this moment, the more than 50 million viewers in the live broadcast room were also collectively suffocated! petrified! stiffened! dumbfounded!

[It's awesome!]

[Such a grand battle scene is really ······ It's breathtaking!]

[Hanging and frying!

[Is this the return of ten thousand swords? Why is it more than 10,000 times more awesome than the TV series I watched?]

[This is the real Ten Thousand Swords Returning to the Sect, this is the true peerless swordsmanship in my mind!]

[God Chu, please take my knees!]

[Conscience anchor! From now on, Chu Shen, I don't believe in the Jade Emperor in the future, just believe you, you are my highest faith!]

······

When the space is calm again.

When the twelve-level sandstorm gradually subsided.

When the wind also becomes still!

A grizzled, extremely embarrassed figure crawled out of the sand pit!

This person was originally dressed in a gorgeous purple robe, but at this time it had become tattered, like a man named Hanako, a trace of blood spilled from the corner of his mouth, his face was as pale as paper, and it was obvious that he had been seriously injured.

Lu Jinghong was seriously injured, and the audience in the live broadcast room originally thought that Chu Feng had won, but after a long time, Chu Feng was not found at all.

At this time, many viewers also began to secretly worry.

[The god of Chu is gone, should it be ······ Killed, right?]

[Chu Shen, you come out, although I said that I really want to see you killed, but you are really killed, so let's look at a hair?]

[The god of Chu is dead, there is something to burn paper!]

[You are paralyzed, why do you have a kind of referendum? Believe it or not, Lao Tzu cut you!]

【MDZZ!】

[God Chu, please don't die, it's okay!]

[When Chu Shen was alive, I wanted to see him die, but he was really dead, and I suddenly had a feeling of wanting to cry!]

"You guys with no conscience, do you really want to see me die so much?

Then, under the gaze of more than 50 million spectators, one of Chu Feng's hands stretched out from the yellow sand.

When he crawled out of the sand pit, many female viewers in the live broadcast room almost cried in distress.

If Lu Jinghong's image at this time is already miserable, then Chu Feng's image at this time is simply miserable!

It was originally a white dress made of silk, but at this time there were only a few tattered strips of cloth left.

On top of the sturdy and perfect body, there were dense and intricate wounds everywhere.

Bright red blood, dripping constantly.

The shocking wound was covered with yellow sand.

It's heart-wrenching to watch!

In his mouth, bright red blood kept overflowing!

Such an image, how can it be as elegant and handsome as before, it is so miserable that it cannot be described in words!

At this time, Lu Jinghong had already stood up, and the distance between the two was less than twenty meters. The eyes of the two touched each other again.

"Since the birth of this king, there is no opponent in the same level, and he has never been injured in the hands of a monk of the same level, your cultivation is lower than mine, but you can hurt me, you are the first, I believe that it is also the last, you are proud enough. But it's all over, you still can't win against me after all! Admit defeat!" Lu Jinghong said in a calm tone.

This is the first time and the only time Chu Feng has been injured since the live broadcast in the dream world.

He really didn't expect that after being injured, the sharp pain all over his body was no different from being injured in reality.

But he endured it all!

Although he was embarrassed, there was still a smile on the corner of his mouth. Although it is tragic, it is still full of fighting spirit.

"I know you still have hole cards, show your true strength, I'······ There is one last move, do you dare to take it?" Chu Feng said in the same indifferent tone.