The strong wind suddenly stirred, and the chill was cold and faint in the sword roar, almost freezing the bloodlines of all the strong people in this arena.

The hostile twin swords are resonating, the heart of the strong, the comprehension of the sword, and the understanding of the way of the sword, echoing each other across all obstacles.

"Brother Feng Ren, come on. ”

His hands were clenched into fists in prayer and held in front of his chest, his eyes were closed in the gentle wind, and his long hair fluttered.

"Let the sword respond?"

His heart thumped, and at this moment, Duan Gangju felt as if he had lost something, but at the same time, he seemed to have found something important that he had forgotten many years ago.

"I understand, come on, how can the disciples of the Cloud Sword lineage allow the outer lineage of the Nine Clans to come to teach?"

Holy martial arts, Sumeru ancient sword, ringing!

In an instant, the simple and majestic magic array rotated under the heavenly dome, and the looming lines were filled with heavy sword intent, restrained and Ningfa, and it was very skillful.

"Your contempt dooms you to ruin. ”

The wind sighed, his body was as fluttering as the wind, the sword was handed out leisurely, and the stars were dancing brightly, pouring out in an instant.

Stardust is the main speed, and it will disappear in an instant.

The nebula is terrifying, and the Milky Way falls into the blue sky!

The moment between the lightning and the stone and fire seemed to be eternally frozen at this moment, and the heavens and the earth were whispering, I don't know whether it was fear or appreciation.

However, the silence of the void was torn apart in an instant, and only a glimmer of brilliant sword light shone brightly.

Ping!

Cracked, the cold sword intent that was still dazzling just now was broken under the ancient array that was rotating in the sky, and the majestic runes annihilated the remaining chill, even if it was a pouring galaxy, Senran also disappeared here.

"Aha, you lost!"

Duan Gangbori, whose arm was sliding with blood sliding, ignored the sharp pain surging in the meridians all over his body, and continued to wave the sword in his hand, the majestic ancient array continued to operate, and the divine solemnity continued to permeate.

"Not necessarily. ”

The voice came from directly above, and the figure of Feng Ren and swift stepped directly on the ancient array at some point, and the crack was shocking where the tip of the Stardust Tear Sword was tilted.

The sword just now is not unsuccessful.

"The real third move, here. ”

The sword fell, and the Nebula Killing Divine Strike was filled with the sword roar of the one hundred and eight sword momentum superimposed on the final style of the Reverse Dao Sword Robbery.

Rumble!

With a point to break the surface, the whole situation collapsed, the roar of stardust tears was clear, the ancient array was shattered, and the shattering sound was also from the sword in Duan Gangju's hand at the same time, and the overwhelmed blade crack was lit up by the silver withering under the strong wind.

It is clear who wins and who loses.

Poof.

Finally couldn't bear it and fell to the ground, his sleeves were torn, and his arms were stained with blood, Duan Gangju leaned over and a large mouthful of scarlet squirted out, trembling all over.

"Lost, I lost. ”

A robe draped over his body, and a figure that appeared behind him shook his head lightly and said, "Xiao Hori, do you understand why you can't win?"

Looking back, Duan Gangju was a little surprised why Duan Fenghan from another illusory arena would appear behind him, but he immediately replied in confusion: "Why?"

"Man is the law of the earth, the earth is the law of the sky, the heaven is the law, and the Tao is the law. Kendo is not only about swords, but if you pursue it too deliberately, you will lose your true direction. Defeat has long been doomed. ”

Sighing softly, Duan Fenghan picked up Duan Gangbori, who was in the middle of the heavy injury, and sent him out of the arena.

Victory and defeat are not a common thing in soldiers, and this time, maybe he can find the wrong direction he went in the past.

After doing this, Duan Fenghan shrugged his shoulders and smiled, instantly drew his sword and stomped into the void, and the sudden surging wind trembled back all the remaining powerhouses in this arena.

"The first vein of the Cloud Sword is cold, and here he challenges the sword demon Feng Ren. If you win, I'll give you a place in that game. ”

His gaze glanced to the side, where the wind was gentle.

Feng Ren understands that he is bound to win the quota of the Divine Dragon Burial Ground, but with the strength of the wind and gentleness, he is currently unable to compete with the descendants of the Nine Clans. If that's the case, that's the best.

"It's just, is this kind of bet okay?"

Snorting and laughing, Duan Fenghan glanced at the Illusory Arena where he was before, and the rest of them all knelt down and trembled. That kind of opponent is enough to clean up all the previous moves.

Then, he looked at the elder of the Cloud Sword Ancient Clan, and the person with a blue face bowed his head gently, such a duel was also to his liking.

The face that Yun Jian Yimai had just lost had to be retrieved here.

"If both of you agree, I have no other opinion. Great Elder Ember also nodded in approval, even if it was an external line of the Dragon Soul Clan, it would be better for him to be able to obtain the qualification to enter the Ancient Divine Dragon Burial Ground than to give it to the rest of the Eight Clans.

Moreover, he was also curious about what kind of step Feng Ren could take, which was full of mystery.

"So, are you okay with that?"

Duan Fenghan's gaze returned to Feng Ren, the chill in his eyes and the chill of the sword in his hand could not be refused.

"Such a good bet, if I refuse, am I too tyrannical?"

Feng Ren nodded and smiled, defeating a Duan Gangju was not enough to shock the Nine Clans, but if it was the person in front of him, it would definitely be enough.

"Are you crazy, and you still want to fight against a real Xuandao-level powerhouse after the first battle?"

A scolding suddenly came, and Feng Qianmo, who was also in this arena, frowned, and his heart was unhappy. Feng Bifu's words to her were that, if possible, Bao Feng Ren would be promoted to get a place.

Although the name of Dragon Soul Tianji is not small, it is still very difficult to get the top twelve places in this competition, so it is better to push the boat with the water.

"Ahh Feng Ren was slightly stunned, and returned a smile: "Don't worry, I have my own measure." ”

At the same time, Duan Fenghan also glanced at the rest of the Nine Clans disciples in this Illusory Arena, and snorted, "Do you guys give up your position, otherwise it won't be easy to perform." ”

"Well, it's not an opponent anyway, so it's good to have a good duel. A strong man of the Xingbu Clan, who had also touched the threshold of the Xuandao level, shook his head and smiled, turned around and jumped to the periphery, which also meant that he had given up the fight for the place.

Immediately afterward, the rest of the group did the same, and soon only three figures remained in the spacious Unreal Arena.

Feng Ren held down Feng Qingrou's delicate body that was about to get rid of it, shook his head and said: "The location here is also too small, so I'll fight in another place." ”

With that, he leapt into the air.

"Wait a minute, what do you mean- I see. ”

Duan Fenghan smiled and jumped to follow.

The attribution of the quota in this place is naturally the only one left in the arena, if Feng Ren also wants to advance, there is only one way, to defeat Duan Fenghan head-on.

Burn one's ship.

Feng Qingrou also reacted immediately, a trace of remorse flashed in her beautiful eyes, and she shouted: "Brother Feng Ren, don't be like this, it doesn't matter if you are gentle!"

Stretching out his hand, Feng Ren smiled: "What's the matter, can't you even trust me?"

"No, I believe. As long as it's Brother Feng Ren, you can always awaken miracles. ”

The wind gently forced out a smile, and his fists clenched again into a prayer form, and he muttered silently in his heart.

"How confident is that...... Or rather, hubris?"

Feng Bifu sighed for a while, and her heart was shocked.

"Sister Zi, I'm afraid this is not inherited from you......, right? That person. What kind of person is Feng Ren's father?"

"I really don't know if you should say that you are fearless or conceited and ignorant. ”

Listening to the sighs, Duan Fenghan shook his head and sighed.

"However, none of this has anything to do with me, in your words, let the sword in your hand declare the result. ”

Nodding and smiling, Feng Ren replied, "Just what I want." ”

Zheng!

Stardust let out a long roar, and the faint chill made the heavy sword in Duan Fenghan's hand tremble at the same time, and it was not until this moment that Feng Ren found that the heavy sword was not only rusty, but also had a crack in the middle, more than half the width of the blade, almost breaking the entire blade.

"Good sword. This ink of mine is said to be a fierce sword tainted by the blood of the demon god in ancient times, and there is only a few traces of spirituality left under the lead flower, but it will be awakened by your sword. In this battle, even it is excited, let alone myself!" Duan Feng shuddered and lifted the heavy sword that seemed to weigh a hundred catties high with one hand.

Feng Ren nodded and said, "You can control that kind of sword, and I am also looking forward to this battle." So, let's get started. ”

Needless to say, the clash of swords cannot be explained in words. The whistling of the sound can only be known by themselves in the collision.

The sword came out, the two shadows danced together, the two swords swung together, a silver rainbow disturbed the sky, and a brown and red smashed the sky.

Ping Pong -

A fleeting splash of fire played a passionate melody, the two swords clashed across countless cold rays, and the sword that suddenly slashed and fell forcibly tore through layers of phantom cold light, and the fierce force erupted and roared, and a figure retreated in response, but it was a swift turnover, and the ten blurred light wings that unfolded trembled, and the figure stabilized in the air again.

With a twitch of his hand, Feng Ren's left hand was finally unsheathed, and it was obviously too reluctant to fight against a Xuandao-level powerhouse with only a stardust tear. Not only that, in his eyes, the pale golden light had quietly transformed into a dragon-shaped seal engraved in the middle of his pupils, and the low dragon groan echoed in the void.

The dragon of the sea groaned, up.

The ten wings fluttered, and the illusionary phantom split hundreds of leaps into the sky, and the dancing swords in the void and reality were rapidly approaching, the deep cold of the stardust tears, and the scorching heat of the burning silence nirvana, crossed and fell.

"Well done. ”

Duan Fenghan nodded, grabbed the hilt of the sword with both hands and swept it, without any subtle tricks, just pure fierce strength to sweep through the thousands of troops.

One force will drop ten times, hiding in clumsiness, and big ingenuity does not work.

Bite!

At the tip of the sword, Feng Ren did not hit the fierce and majestic head-on, and the sword light of the false move shattered, but his body was also transposed to Duan Fenghan's side, and the inverted Burning Silence Nirvana slashed diagonally.

However, what was instantly cut off was just a smiling phant, and the moment it dissipated in the wind, the sound of whistling and rolling sounded again, and Duan Fenghan raised his heavy sword and slashed down from the other side.

In the way of the other, give back to the other.

"Well done. ”

Nodding and chuckling in the same way, this time, Feng Ren did not choose to dodge, his five fingers were released and quickly clenched, and the red flame on the Burning Silence Nirvana that he was holding ignited, and the scarlet heat quickly condensed. Between his fingers, the hot pale golden qi was also constantly surging out.

The holy yang gang qi is the fire, and the burning silence is the furnace, refining all things, and extinguishing the common people.

Shura Cangyan, roar!

In the next moment, the heavy sword slashed down, and the sky trembled. The attack of the Burning Nirvana did not give up half a step at all, and the destruction of the most yang and the strongest burned everything.

Ping!

Boom Boom!

The surging sword qi instantly covered the sky, shattering the cracked airspace and not seeing the light of day, and soon, the afterglow of the bloody remnant sun appeared on the edge of the continuous sky, and under the torn clouds, two figures reappeared.

A deep black robe is already torn and ragged, and the slightly embarrassed posture of the wind toughness can no longer be called indifferent and calm.

However, Duan Fenghan was not much better, his body seemed to be directly scorched by flames, the sleeve of his right hand turned black, a little ash remained stained on his bare arm, and there were also notch scorch marks on his robe.

This blow was evenly divided.

"You are much more difficult to deal with than I thought, and it wasn't until the moment of the actual fight that I realized that I still had so many deficiencies in kendo cultivation. A good opponent is often a good teacher who has taught me new skills. A faint smile appeared on Duan Fenghan's face, as if he was enjoying the duel.

"It's not a good place to teach, though, is it?"

Feng Ren teased back, and at the same time looked down, the remaining ten Unreal Arenas were already divided into winners and losers, and the quota was determined by whom.

And now, all eyes are on the two of them.

"It seems that if you win this battle, you will really be a blockbuster in the Northern Continent. It's just a pity that I won't lose. Duan Fenghan snorted, and the five fingers that clenched the hilt of the sword made a popping sound, and a trace of determination flashed in his eyes.

"In front of so many spectators, it's too rude to be fighting. ”

"Yes, let's win or lose in one move. ”

Wind toughness is the same view, a real confrontation, one move is completely enough.

Without replying, Duan Fenghan closed his eyes, raised his heavy sword with both hands and raised it to his chest, the rusty blade seemed to flicker with a flash of bright cold light from the past at this moment, and a line of sword intent roared straight into the vast void above.

The next moment, just like the previous vision of heaven and earth where Duan Gangju performed the holy martial arts, it was only more imposing, majestic and incomparable, and the looming runes were faintly filled with irresistible solemn majesty, and the low roar of the sword announced the arrival of the king.

Feeling the unprecedented sword intent in the void, the Great Elder of the Jianhua Department turned his head to look at the seat of the Cloud Sword Pulse, and there was even a trace of no calmness in his voice: "This sword, it is ......"

The whole body trembled violently, and the eyes of the man who came to the elders this time were round, and the ten fingers that clenched the armrest of the seat almost crushed the iron and wood into dust.

"Duan Fenghan, your courage is too great, isn't it? You only mastered a rudimentary idea a few months ago, and you even dared to use it in actual combat?

"I'm sorry Elder, it's about the face of the Cloud Sword line, I have no choice. ”

With a thought in his heart, Duan Fenghan's brows furrowed, all the distracting thoughts were left behind, and there was nothing else between heaven and earth for him, only the sword in his hand.

Anti-heaven level martial arts, God punishes the sword!

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