"What! How could he have sword intent!" Mu Qiufeng was shocked in his heart! He never thought that the other party actually had sword intent, although this sword intent was not very strong, but after all, it was released by the other party only by relying on his eyesight, Mu Qiufeng asked himself if he would never be able to do this.

If you can do this, presumably the other party's comprehension of sword intent will not be low, and it can already be used so flexibly, and it will definitely not be the same as your own comprehension, but you haven't found it at all?!

The other party's comprehension of sword intent will definitely not be worse than his own, maybe he has already comprehended the full version of sword intent!

This idea was out of control in Mu Qiufeng's heart! He didn't believe this! He had only just touched the edge of sword intent after decades of sword cultivation, and the other party could comprehend the complete version of sword intent at such a young age! This huge contrast made it difficult for Mu Qiufeng to accept! Could it be that the qualifications of the two were really so different?

Mu Qiufeng shouted, with a wave of the sword in his hand, the sword intent immediately gushed out, and the distracting thoughts in his heart were cut off together with Chu Ming's attack, and then the soles of his feet stepped violently, and the whole person rushed towards Chu Ming like an arrow from the string!

"Break the mountain and divide the sea!"

The huge sword phantom reappeared, and this time the body of the autumn wind was also in the phantom, as if it had turned into a sword hilt, and it was integrated into one, making the power more violent!

"Okay, just let me see how powerful the complete sword intent is!" Having made up his mind in his heart, Chu Ming decided to also use his sword intent, originally he wanted to fight with the other party for a while, but since the other party was so eager to get a point, then he was naturally not afraid, and his goal had already been achieved.

"Qinglian Slash!"

The terrifying edge intent burst out, Chu Ming's momentum was completely different from before, the moon-white robe hunted and flying, invisibly, a sword momentum infused with sword intent instantly penetrated the sword momentum of the curtain autumn wind, without the slightest mercy, and the sword momentum that the curtain autumn wind was originally climbing under this attack of slashing nothingness, it was as ridiculous as a child, like a balloon that had leaked air, and it suddenly withered.

Two completely different sword intents collided together, and there was no doubt that Qinglian, who was urging the sword intent with all her might, slashed down the huge private room phantom and collapsed with a single touch, and there was no huge explosion, replaced by the sonorous sound of steel.

Mu Qiufeng vomited blood and flew out in response, this move he sacrificed himself in the sword in order to pursue the ultimate of power, and now that the move was broken, it was naturally devastated.

After seeing the attack that broke through the other party, Chu Ming waved his backhand, and the sword momentum that was still chasing Mu Qiufeng changed instantly, dissipating like spring snow.

This kind of control made many of the older generation of swordsmen present sigh to themselves.

Mu Qiufeng saw that the offensive that was close at hand suddenly dissipated, and naturally knew that it was the other party's subordinates who showed mercy, and Mu Qiufeng was not a hypocritical person, so he smiled bitterly at the moment, "I lost!"

"Admit it!" Chu Ming said lightly, without a look of joy that he liked, and he didn't seem to be surprised at all by such a result.

This made Mu Qiufeng quite unhappy, although he could admit defeat frankly, but the pride of being a swordsman still made him say meaningfully, "But I still want to thank you, let me completely comprehend the sword intent, although it can only be regarded as a half-step sword intent, but it is also rare!"

"Each other," Chu Ming said with a light smile.

............

In the VIP room, the third prince's eyes narrowed slightly, and he looked at Chu Ming with a squint. And the fifth prince smiled, nodded and praised, "Yes, the hero is young!"

"Oh, what did the fifth brother say about this? Don't you really think that he can win all the time?" the third prince turned his head.

"I didn't say that," the fifth prince said, waving his hand.

"Hmph, how about you and my brother take a gamble?"

"How to bet?" the third prince was also interested

"Bet on whether he can continue to win. The fifth prince said provocatively.

"It's just an outsider, why should the third brother be serious? But if the third brother is interested, the younger brother is willing to play a few games with the third brother. The smile on the face of the fifth prince remained unchanged, but there was a gleam in his eyes.

............

Chu Ming didn't know about it, he had become a pawn in the secret competition between the two princes, but even if he knew, it was nothing, it was their business, what did he have to do with him?

And that's exactly what he did.

Before the curtain autumn wind went away, another challenger had already swept into the ring, and it seemed that he didn't want to give Chu Ming a little time to rest and recover.

This person is naturally also a master of blocking in the gambling arena, as soon as he enters the field, he launched an all-out onslaught on Chu Ming, and he has no intention of saving his true qi at all, and his martial arts are one after another, like a rainstorm and thunder, without a pause.

In fact, he didn't dare to pause, he was afraid that he would be countered by Chu Ming at the slightest gap, but even so, he still didn't pose any threat to Chu Ming.

Chu Ming still had an indifferent attitude, and after defusing the opponent's offensive, he counterattacked, and then counterattacked, until the other side pale and admitted defeat.

The third prince naturally refused to give up, and continued to gamble with the fifth prince, and continued to increase the stakes, as if he was really a gambler who was in a hurry.

But the nature that greeted him was to keep losing.

Jingle Bell!

After five rounds of fighting with the eighth person, Chu Ming broke the opponent's weapon with a sword, and the tip of the sword was against his throat.

"This, this is simply a monster, using the mid-stage cultivation of the Heavenly Mind Realm to pick eight late-stage Heavenly Mind Realm powerhouses in a row, this is simply going against the sky!"

"Who said it wasn't, and those eight Heavenly Mood Late-Stage powerhouses were obviously not ordinary people, all of them were outstanding!"

"You see, he doesn't seem to have made much effort at all!"

"This is simply too strange, no matter how strong his strength is, but after all, where is the cultivation realm, is his true qi inexhaustible?"

The attention of the audience was full of discussions, you must know that the more powerful the martial arts, the more true qi is needed to be triggered, this is common sense! The power of Chu Ming's every attack is obvious to everyone, otherwise it would not be enough to force back the powerhouse in the late stage of the Heavenly Mood Realm, but his true qi is like he can't be used up at all, he has already fought eight games in a row, and they are all high-intensity games, but there is no trace of fatigue, and there is no sign of true qi drying up, which makes them all eager to dissect Chu Ming to see his body structure!

But of course, it's just a thought, and no one has the courage to let them really go.

In fact, what they said is right, the greater the power of martial arts, the more true qi needs to be consumed, but this involves a relationship between quality and quantity, the reason why ordinary people need a large amount of true qi to promote it is because their true qi purity is not high enough, and they need to rely on quantity to make up for the gap, but although Chu Ming's cultivation of the Yuan Sage Decisive does not know what level of exercise, it is definitely better than all the exercises that Chu Ming has seen so far, so ordinary people need ten points of true qi, Chu Ming only needs one or two points, or even less。

But this alone is not enough, no matter what, Chu Ming's cultivation is still too low, and he broke through to the middle stage of the Heavenly Mind Realm in time, but after such a long time of wheel battle, it is still not enough. At this time, Chu Ming's other anti-heaven talent was needed.

In fact, this can't be regarded as Chu Ming's talent, it should be said that it is a subsidiary skill brought by the Yuan Sheng's true qi, that is, it can quickly transform other yuan qi into his own use. Chu Ming relied on this.

Chu Ming had already felt that there would be such a result, so on the way back, he took out a few medium-grade spirit stones and placed them close to his body, whenever there was a gap, Chu Ming would probe his divine sense into it and absorb it frantically, and then urge the true qi in his body to transform it.

The three princes have lost several games in a row, and they have turned into paranoia from the whim at the beginning, seeing that Chu Ming has won one game after another, the third prince's face is getting darker and darker, and he quietly glances at the tall and middle-aged.

The tall middle-aged man smiled bitterly in his heart, in fact, even if the other party didn't hint at himself, he was going to take the stage, at this time, all the sniper masters in the gambling arena had already been "killed", and only he was left, as the highest combat power in the gambling arena, if he couldn't take Chu Ming, then he had to see if other gambling arenas had the peak combat power of the heavenly mood.

But if it really comes to this point, the tall and middle-aged will have no bottom, after all, he also knows the level of other gambling arenas, there is no combat power stronger than himself, and he can only fight ten times a day in time for wheel battles, and he can only hope that fighting for days will make him tired to deal with.

bowed slightly to the two princes, and the tall middle-aged man walked out of the VIP room.

The third prince nodded with satisfaction, and said to the fifth prince, "Fifth brother, you don't think Chu Ming will win this time." ”

"Oh, why not?"

"Heh, his cultivation is not in the middle stage of the Heavenly Heart, no matter how much his combat power is against the sky, I can't do it, and his true qi will not be able to be used up!" the third prince snorted coldly

"Then we'll wait and see" The fifth prince didn't care, and slowly took a sip of the tea on the table.

......

The tall and middle-aged man walked into the martial arts arena, and without too many words, the two fought together.

The tall middle-aged weapon is a two-meter-long, half-meter-wide broadsword, wielding it with a tiger and a tiger, accompanied by bursts of thunder, and the tall middle-aged cultivator is a thunder system exercise, which is full of thunder and lightning, spreading to the war knife, with his tall figure, like a thunder god, mighty and extraordinary.

"Thunderbolt!"

Countless twisted thunderbolts gathered on the tall middle-aged man's body, and then converged on the long knife along the tall middle-aged man's body, and then turned into a thunderbolt at the tip of the knife, and the long knife made of stainless steel could not withstand this force, and the blade was covered with turtle lines, and finally completely cracked, turning into dozens of fragments, sandwiched in the sword and thunder, and bombarded towards Chu Ming.

"Qinglian Slash!"

Chu Ming didn't dare to be careless about this blow, took a step back with one foot, held the sword with both hands and urged the sword intent with all his might, and cast the Qinglian Slash!

Rumble~

A huge explosion sounded, and a huge pit was blown out of the martial arts field watered with special metal where the two of them were fighting! The entire ring was divided into two, and the general electric gossamer was densely covered with half of the void green lotus.

As if electricity meets water, the electric pattern was quickly swallowed by Qinglian.

"I lost. ”