Even though he was seriously injured, Shen Jing still didn't want to fall, he held the hilt of the sword in both hands like he did on Yunmeng Mountain, and staggered back up with his strength.

He held the sword in one hand, and pointed at the black swordsman in the distance, who had also fallen down and stood up again.

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Wen Jiu looked at this scene and couldn't help but clench the Fufeng Sword in his hand. The sword path that he had always been proud of was shattered by the impact of Shen Jing's aura at this moment, he was not lost, on the contrary, his heart was full of spirit, he seemed to know where the sword in his hand would point in the future, his eyes were resolute.

Yu Wenyuan, Zong Yangqiu, Wen Hua, Liang Wenqin, and everyone standing behind Shen Jing seemed to have reacquainted themselves with the young man in front of them at this moment. That ordinary boy who didn't seem to have too many eye-catching things, the sword in his hand was so sharp, and the sword in his heart was so tenacious.

Ciyin, who was holding Nan Qiao's palm, felt the force coming from the palm, Ciyin didn't say anything, just covered Nan Qiao's hand with his other hand, rubbing it gently.

Although Shen Guo stood up again, they knew that he was already on the verge of collapse, and he was only one kick away from completely defeating him.

In the distance, Yuan Wei, Yuan Wu and others, who were waiting to see Shen Guo defeated, all looked at the situation in disbelief, even if Shen Guo fell and was injured, it was still difficult for them to accept it in their hearts. And the more the people behind them explained to them, the more unhappy they were in their hearts, and even the eyes that looked at Shen Jing became a little more gloomy.

The old man named Yan Daoji behind Song Wan originally had a fiery gaze on the little girl Xiang'er, but after this battle, his eyes looking at Shen Jing also began to become hot, and he couldn't help but admire the extraordinariness of the young man.

Song Wan smiled as if she had known it a long time ago.

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Han Zhongjing and Zhu Tan, who were above the city in the distance, couldn't help but put away their smiles after seeing this scene, and their expressions were solemn.

"Hanwu swordsmanship, this stinky boy is very good." Han Zhongjing said with sincere admiration.

The surprise that Shen Jing gave him had far exceeded his expectations, and it was only at this moment that Han Zhongjing discovered that Shen Jing's body had a feeling very similar to that of his senior brother, such a feeling did not come from his age or level of cultivation, but from his heart, which was a feeling from the inside out.

Han Zhongjing looked at the young man holding the white clay sword in his hand, as if he had seen the familiar figure back then, so he smiled for no reason.

After a while, Zhu Tan's brows stretched for no reason, and he was no longer nervous.

This time, Han Zhongjing didn't ask when Zhu Tan would make a move, and Zhu Tan also didn't ask him why he didn't make a move, and the two of them looked at Shen Jing who stood up again in the distance, and they were extremely pleased.

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After a long time of attacking, the black sword squire seems to have anger.

After he let out a hoarse low shout, an extremely powerful momentum suddenly burst out from him, instantly shocking the audience. Everyone understood that the Black Sword Squire was unreserved at this time, and he was injecting his strongest form into it.

Shen Kuang's right hand holding the sword trembled slightly, and he stared at the surging momentum on the black sword servant in the distance, his expression solemn. It's just that at the moment, he doesn't have time to think too much.

True Qi was running, and the white clay sword was erected in front of him. Shen Kuang's ten fingers opened, and streams of true qi continued to spread from his palm to the white mud sword. Then, a long sword that was completely condensed from true qi slowly appeared in front of Shen Jing, and this sword continued to become condensed with the continuous injection of true qi.

The eyes of everyone in the field were attracted by the True Qi Long Sword condensed by Shen Jing, and everyone showed incredible eyes. Because they could feel what terrifying energy this True Qi Sword contained, they were shocked in their hearts, and they didn't believe that this was a move that a young man could use.

The black sword attendant ignored the True Qi Long Sword in front of him like a puppet, and the momentum on his body was still skyrocketing, just like the increasingly condensed True Qi Long Sword, the momentum continued to rise.

The final form of the Seven Star Sword Technique, the Heaven and Earth One Sword, this is the strongest move that Shen Kuang can send out so far. He has been cultivating this sword for many years, and today is the first time he has used it.

Heaven and earth are a sword, and everyone understands the sword intent differently. And now looking at the method used by Shen Kuang, the people in the audience were shocked or shocked, they couldn't imagine how many people would be able to resist if the young man advanced to the Grandmaster Realm in the future and used this trick again.

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Wen Jiu looked at the scene in front of him, and glanced at his grandfather with a little sloppy, but he didn't say a word.

Wen Hua was also shocked when he looked at this scene, he looked at the young man's slightly thin back, and there was an indescribable coercion at this moment.

Even though he knew a lot about Shen Qian, at this moment, the shock in Jiang Ning's heart was no less than that of others.

Why, she thought. If before, she still hoped that Shen Jing could rely on herself to get through this hurdle, then after seeing this scene, she was sure of all the thoughts in her heart, no matter what, she would take action and no longer let those people hurt him in the slightest.

She remembered the conversation between the two of them when they were drunk that night, the hug under the moon, and the night when the spring water faded. He is Shen Guo, and he is also her Jiang Ning's, husband.

Xiang'er has actually been watching all the time, she first entered the human world, and she was very scared to see so many people suddenly, so she has been snuggling up to Nan Qiao. She could feel the change in Sister Nanqiao's mood, and so did her own heart, from the calm at the beginning, to the slow tension and trembling at the end, although she was just a child, she was not unreasonable. The teacher had told her how much those martial arts people outside coveted her, so she knew that Shen Guo was protecting her.

She held her little hands tightly, her eyes were slightly red, and a trace of tears flowed out of the corners of her eyes unconsciously.

Nan Qiao leaned over to wipe her tears, only she knew why Xiang'er was like this, but she couldn't do anything and couldn't help Shen Qian, she could only stand here with Xiang'er and worry about Shen Qian.

Full of people, all kinds of thoughts.

I can't think about it anymore, and the last move of the two of them finally came out.

The momentum of the black sword servant's whole body stopped when it surged to a certain moment, and he looked at Shen Jing not far away, and his eyes under the mask showed a slightly gloomy look. Then, with his twin swords in hand, he slashed away in an instant.

Shen Kuang's momentum of this sword was also unleashed after the black sword servant's body moved, the true qi long sword was like a thing in the sky, circulating with endless coercion, Shen Kuang's mouth was low, his hands were put together, and a sword was cut down.

The battle between swords and swords finally came to an end.

Everyone saw a huge True Qi long sword slashing down in the air, and it was the black giant shadow that rushed straight away. The Black Sword Squire collided with this True Qi Long Sword with an extremely terrifying and majestic momentum. The purple and black two true qi energies poured out in an instant, sweeping in all directions. There was a loud bang that resounded through the sky. Bright white light bloomed in the field, and the aftermath of the powerful True Qi spread far away, causing everyone to be affected.

After a long time, the light dissipated, and the field was in shambles.

Everyone saw that the black sword attendant who rushed straight away was knocked far away by the energy burst out of the true qi long sword, and fell heavily to the ground. At that moment, the twin swords in the hands of the black sword attendant fell off, and the mask that originally covered his face also shattered, revealing an extremely tragic human form. Blood was bubbling from his mouth, and he was seriously injured.

After seeing the tragic end of the Black Sword Squire, everyone began to look for the young man.

In the distance, the young man's condition was not much better than that of the Black Sword Squire. The long hair that was originally tied up was now messy, and the clothes on the upper body were also torn apart by the impact of Fang Cai, revealing the scars on the body. The long sword in his hand was stuck vertically not far from him, and he covered his chest with his right hand, and spat out several mouthfuls of blood before stopping. His brow furrowed, apparently he was also extremely badly injured.

However, the young man could still move, and his trembling hands were constantly trying to support himself on the ground, but he did not succeed many times in a row, only to shake up a trace of dust. And the black sword squire is obviously at the end of the crossbow, if the young man is the same, and can't stand up, then the two are tied at best, but if the young man can still stand up, then he wins.

Just when many people were still thinking about this, everyone saw that the seriously injured young man not far away turned over and put his hands on the ground after several attempts.

Jiang Ning, who was closest to Shen Jing, quickly swept in front of Shen Jing after seeing this scene, covered Shen Jing's exposed back with a silk scarf, and shouted to the back: "Little wine, throw your coat over." ”

In a hurry, Wen Jiu didn't have time to ask more, so he took off his shirt and threw it over according to Jiang Ning's words.

Jiang Ning caught the coat with one hand and put it on for Shen Jing.

Others may not know the meaning of Jiang Ning's move, but Shen Jing knows. He tried to raise his head and smile at Jiang Ning, revealing his bloodstained teeth.

Although Shen Guo was smiling, looking at this scene, Jiang Ning couldn't say a word.

"Thank you, Jiang Ning."

Jiang Ning helped Shen Jing to stand up, and Shen Jing whispered in her ear. Jiang Ning's figure paused slightly, but it quickly returned to its original state, and after Jiang Ning helped Shen Guo to stand up, he let go of his hand.

The injury was too serious, so that without Jiang Ning's support, Shen Gu almost fell down again. Fortunately, even if Shen Jing stabilized his body, he did not fall down again.

He stiffened his body with difficulty, and walked tremblingly towards the place where the white clay sword fell. After a few moments, he pulled out the white mud, but his body was still rickety.

At this time, he couldn't even hold the sword with one hand, so he had no choice but to hold the sword with both hands, slowly lifted the white mud, and pointed at the black sword servant again.

"You've lost!" Shen Guan held on to the severe pain in his internal organs and spoke.

A word, a very simple sentence, a sentence that was said a long time ago. Although the sound was not loud, it resounded in everyone's hearts, and everyone heard it very clearly.

Zhao Fucheng still remembers it vividly, but when he listens to it at this time, he completely loses the slander and refutation in his heart, and he can't mention it at all.

The young man's words echoed on the field, he turned his head to look at Peng Yu, and said again: "Senior, the sword in my hand can explain this reason. ”

With that, he grinned.