"There are two blows, the punch just now is just an appetizer, if I can catch the next punch, I am barely qualified to let me play the sword. ”

Qiu Huaishan took a deep breath, Ding Yan's strength was beyond his expectations, although he said so, but his heart was already full of 120,000 spirits.

Ding Yan is not terrible, what is terrible is Ding Yan's swordsmanship, he would rather not lose the sword in the hands of Ding Yan than pull out the sword to compete with Ding Yan.

What's more, in his heart, it is more advantageous to not have a sword than to have a sword.

This sentence seems to show strength, but in fact, it makes Ding Yan have the illusion that he can only attack, and Ding Yan defends.

In an instant, he attacked the second punch, this punch was huge, and there was even thunder and lightning in the punch, which was not derived from the artistic conception of thunder, but the energy was too strong, and the current that was rubbed out.

"Why do you have to parry, it's better to take me with a sword first. ”

The figure flickered, Ding Yan pulled out the spirit sword in his hand, cut directly into the fist, and slashed through.

The golden sword qi tore apart and spread out, showing a huge vacuum sword mark in the void, and it seemed that the space of the entire ring was suddenly divided into two halves, and it was a strong counterattack.

Golden Que Excalibur!

First Order Peak Sword Intent!!

The two are fused together, and the power is terrifying.

At the critical moment, Qiu Huaishan's face was as solemn as a mountain, his body retreated sharply, his sharp aura emanated, and his eyes narrowed into a slit.

In the process of retreating, his right hand was held weakly, and his index finger and middle finger stood side by side like a sword, stabbing at the golden sword qi that filled the void.

"Jianwei!"

Airplanes!

A strange power struck, and for a moment, Ding Yan actually felt a sword shadow appear in front of him, the sword shadow was like an ancient sword blade, the terrifying power was suppressed, the spirit sword in his hand trembled, the void rippled like water lines, and the diffuse golden sword qi actually collapsed little by little.

"It's the peerless learning of the Ancient Sword Sect, Sword Might!"

In the VIP room, Cheng Feiyang's eyes lit up and blurted out.

"Jian Wei, Senior Brother, isn't the Ancient Sword Sect's peerless learning the Ancient Sword Classic?, how can you come up with a Sword Might?" the tall man next to him couldn't help but say.

"Don't you know, the Ancient Sword Sect's Ancient Sword Book is indeed a supreme martial art, but if there is no sword power, then the power of the Ancient Sword Book will drop by a few grades, do you know the matter of Gu Jianfeng?"

"Didn't you say that Gu Jianfeng was evolved from the sword in the hand of a Divine Sea Realm Grandmaster of the Ancient Sword Sect who slashed the Great Venerable of the Demon Sect?" the tall man was puzzled.

"That's just a superficial phenomenon...... Cheng Feiyang's eyes flashed, and he said in a deep voice, "The one who really shot was indeed a Divine Sea Realm Grandmaster, but it wasn't a sword that was a million miles away like the rumors, but ........." said, pointing to the top, "A sword power leaked down from the upper realm!"

"What!" the tall man was taken aback.

Leaking power from the upper realm can only be done by cultivators above the reincarnation realm, and above the Shenhai realm is the reincarnation realm, it stands to reason that it is impossible for the Shenhai Realm grandmaster to leak the power at all.

"Could it be ......" The tall man seemed to think of something, and gasped.

"You're right, it's the Sect Master of the Ancient Sword Sect 10,000 years ago, and the Ancient Sword Sect has made a move!" Cheng Feiyang's eyes showed exclamation.

"The Desolate Ancient Sword Sect is a generation of wizards, after obtaining the Desolate Ancient Sword Dictionary in the early years, not only created the Ancient Sword Sect, but also became the reincarnation star lord in 3,800 years, and now, he is the first person under the saint of life and death, and his power is spread throughout the Nine Heavens. ”

"The number one swordsman on the True Dragon List has always been mysterious, but he can't escape the eyes of our major holy lands, and the other reason why I came to the Ancient Sword City, in addition to Feng Qingxue, is that I want to see the first swordsman cultivated by the Ancient Sword Sect, Dugu No. 1. ”

Dugu No. 1, a guy known as the No. 1, ranks second on the True Dragon List.

"Dugu No. 1, such a domineering name, I have only known the first swordsman for a long time, and now I know that his name is actually Dugu No. 1. The tall man took a deep breath and slowly exhaled.

It is rumored that in front of the first swordsman, all swordsmen are not even qualified to draw their swords.

Although the sword power is strong, it is displayed in Qiu Huaishan's hands, and he doesn't even control the fur of the sword power, which can only affect Ding Yan's sword qi, and cannot have any impact on Ding Yan himself.

Bang!

The sword qi exploded, and the fine golden sword light cut on Qiu Huaishan's body protection true element, and the huge anti-shock force instantly shook Qiu Huaishan away, and his bones were numb, as if he was about to fall apart, and it was difficult to even move.

Fortunately, the sword qi is only a rootless source, and there is always a time when it is exhausted, but the true element of the body protection is closely related to Qiu Huaishan, and it has enough true yuan support to not be broken by this sword.

"A mere sword qi actually gave me a sharp edge that tore through the space, who is this person, how can he be so perverted!" Qiu Huaishan flew back to the edge of the martial arts platform, looked at Ding Yan opposite, and couldn't help but show a retreat in his heart.

Ding Yan's sharpness at this time was too strong, and the sharpness that seemed to be able to tear his soul made him retreat in his heart.

Retreat breeds, and Qiu Huaishan's momentum has weakened a lot.

"You have already retreated, and there is no possibility of defeating Ding Yan, retreat!" A voice came, and Qiu Huaishan quietly glanced at the old man in black in the distance.

Snort!

Ding Yan couldn't give the other party a chance, a sword stabbed out, and the golden sword qi went out in all directions, slashing into the void, making a tearing sound of friction.

"I've only just come into contact with Jianwei, if you reach the first layer, how can I allow you to be powerful...... Forget it, stay out of the edge for now. ”

The first step in cultivating sword power is not to use the sword.

Qiu Huaishan retreated behind him with the help of the sword qi that had spread, leaving the martial fighting platform.

The swordsman ring competition stipulates that the sword in the hand of the warrior or the warrior himself leaves the range of the martial ring, and he loses.

Thirty consecutive wins, another one is born!

The spectators in the audience were excited, the more difficult the streak became, the more exciting it was to the back, today they not only saw the birth of two thirty consecutive wins, but also saw the birth of a strong man with fifty consecutive wins, which can be described as too much addiction.

Thirty consecutive victories will reward 100,000 lower grade spirit stones, starting from the first game, reward 2,000 lower grade spirit stones, the second game will be 3,000, the third game will be 4,000, and so on, a total of 155,000 lower grade spirit stones.

The next day, the Ancient Sword City was extremely hot, and the terrifying sound could be heard hundreds of miles away, and the air was distorted and blurred.

Ding Yan did not go to Gu Jianfeng to comprehend the sword intent, but came to the audience seat of the swordsman ring match early.

Today is the day when the Drifting Snow Swordsman, ranked 27th on the True Dragon List, challenges 60 consecutive wins!

First of all, it was the challenge of some swordsmen, but unfortunately all the audience was not interested, and they rushed to appear with the snow swordsmen.

Under the watchful eye, the Snow Swordsman finally appeared.

Dressed in a snow-white suit, green silk like a waterfall, eyes like stars, a snowflake pattern in the center of the eyebrows, and a white jade spirit sword on his waist, holy and gorgeous without losing his heroic spirit, as soon as Pu appeared, it attracted the eyes of all men.

"Feng Qingxue!"

Cheng Feiyang was in the VIP room early, and there was still a tall man next to him, and the two of them stared closely at the beautiful woman who slowly walked onto the stage.

The twenty-seventh rank on the True Dragon List is enough to make any martial artist below the Condensation Realm pay attention.

"Arrange it, have a wheel battle, and stop her by any means!"

In another VIP room, several Condensing True Realm Venerables sat side by side, their expressions slightly condensed