"Wuji, a thread!"

In the air, a chain, with a sharp whine, tore through the air blocking it and slammed towards Chen Heng.

That sword, which gathered all the spiritual power of Qian Qing's half-step innate ability, as well as the surrounding aura that he could control, coupled with his understanding of the sword momentum, under the pressure brought by Chen Heng, it was completely over-the-top.

That sword, even if it is as solid as a rock, I am afraid that it will be broken by one sword.

Seeing the long sword attacking, Chen Heng's eyes became more solemn, his steps stepped forward, his momentum was calm, and he shouted violently.

The Star Tears Sword was originally like one with Chen Heng, and at this time, it was even more imposing.

The sword intent on Chen Heng's body and the sword intent of Star Tears were completely combined.

The white light rose, gradually fused with red light, and turned into orange, completely enveloping Chen Heng's entire person.

What attribute of energy is this!

Seeing this scene, everyone's eyes couldn't help but widen.

Immediately afterwards, in Chen Heng's shouting again, the Star Tears Sword came out of his hand, and if thousands of horses galloped, like a flood of breaking embankments, in an instant, even Qian Qing's glimmer of light was suppressed.

Rumble!

The two swords collided violently, and a violent roar was released, causing the entire martial arts arena to shake slightly, and the sand and gravel on the roof fell, and it was instantly shattered by the sword qi of both sides.

Almost all of them, at the same moment, covered their ears with their hands, and looked at each other in horror.

At the same time as the roar came, the light suddenly exploded.

One white, one orange, do not give in to each other, dump each other, and suppress each other.

Eventually, it slowly blends together and slowly transforms into yellow.

The yellow light rose into the sky and quickly spread outward, but in the blink of an eye, it had spread to the entire martial arts arena, completely blocking everyone's sight.

Everyone's hearts jumped at the same time, and their hearts were shocked.

Is this really an attack that a monk from the Acquired Body Realm can unleash?

When the roar sounded and the light covered them, they could no longer feel the situation on the battlefield.

Everything seemed to be completely swallowed up by the light and sound.

I don't know how long it took, it seemed to be eternal, and it seemed like a moment, and the yellow light finally slowly faded.

The light dissipated, and after a long while, the disciples present barely regained their vision, and they all held their breath for the first time to look at the center of the battlefield.

As a result, why?

Who wins and who loses?

Even a character like Ji Lao is not sure of the final victory.

Soon, though, they saw the results.

Suck!

The sound of gasping cold air came and went, no matter who it was, saw the scene clearly, and their faces showed an incredible expression.

Even Wu Lao, who originally turned a blind eye to everything around him and didn't hear it, his eyelids opened wide in an instant at this time, as if this moment was finally out of his expectations.

Blood dripped down the tip of Qian Qing's right finger.

The clothes on his body were full of holes, a large piece was even missing from the hem, and his hair was messy.

Compared to these, his gaze was even more dull, his face was pale, and his expression was more exaggerated than that of the disciples around him, as if he had seen something unbelievable.

Around his neck, a sword more than a foot long was being held at this time.

This also shows that he lost this battle.

But, that's not the point!

The reason why everyone's expressions were triggered, the most important thing was the owner holding the sword.

Unscathed!!

Yes, unscathed, not even the clothes and hair are not messy in the slightest.

Yes, just a slight gnarled gasp.

Chen Heng's chest rose and fell slightly, and his face was a little pale.

But his hand, without the slightest tremble, gripped the sword tightly as if it were cast of brass poured into iron.

From this point of view, he still has spare strength, even if he can't fight anymore, he is not as prostrated as Qian Qing.

"You...... How did you do that?"

After a long time, Qian Qing made a bitter voice with difficulty.

Chen Heng's expression was very calm, and he didn't seem to be excited because of the victory over Qian Qing.

In addition to Qian Qing being worthy of his solemnity, it is also because there will be much more powerful opponents of Qian Qing in the Wufeng Competition.

Now, it's not time for him to be happy.

"That sword just now, I call it Breaking the Sky!"

Break the sky!

Two words, Qian Qing has completely understood.

His sword, dominated by momentum, sharp sword momentum, sharp sword light, completely condensed all the power at one point.

No matter how hard something is, there is always a degree to bear.

His thread is to cut all hard things in two.

However, no matter how strong the momentum is, no matter how sharp the mang, it is also a substance under the envelope of heaven and earth.

And Chen Heng's sword intent broke the category of matter, and it was no longer at the same level.

Just ask, even the sky can be broken, let alone a small sword momentum from him.

When the two of them collided with each other, it was already doomed.

Qian Qing's sword momentum would only be broken by Chen Heng's sword intent and roll back into his body.

Therefore, he will be the way he is now, and Chen Heng, under the protection of the sword intent, is like a bamboo, and he will not be affected in the slightest.

"I see! What a breakthrough, what a breakthrough......

Qian Qing muttered in his mouth, but his eyelids rolled and fell back.

His strength had been exhausted, the spiritual power in his body had been completely emptied, and his body was too weak to be weaker anymore.

But even in this state, he still smiled, as if he was happy to see this earth-shattering sword.

Chen Heng withdrew his tears, reached out his hand, and supported Qian Qing's body.

Such an opponent is worthy of his respect, and Chen Heng naturally will not let him fall to the ground.

"Good!"

I don't know who shouted first, and immediately, the entire martial arts arena burst into warm applause.

After this battle, whether it is Chen Heng or Qian Qing, the status of the two has risen rapidly, and they are no longer weaker than Ming Wei, who has entered the congenital and ranked first.

The surrounding disciples, looking at Chen Heng's gaze, had already sublimated from admiration to admiration.

Breathtaking, convincing!

"Old man, I even looked away!"

Elder Ji sighed, as if he was talking to Elder Wu, and as if he was talking to himself.

Although Wu Lao didn't speak, his eyes were completely open at this time, and he just looked at Chen Heng flawlessly, not hiding the appreciation in his eyes at all.

Chen Heng handed Qian Qing into the hands of an outer disciple who stepped forward, his expression was still flat, and he turned around and walked to Xiao Bai and the others.

He believed that after this battle, no one should challenge him again.

And in fact, it is exactly like this, the second ranked among the outer disciples of Dongling Peak can't hurt Chen Heng, even if someone thinks that they can fight with Qian Qing, they will never think that they can win against Chen Heng.

On this Dongling Peak, I am afraid that only Ming Wei can beat Chen Heng, right?

However, Ming Wei is also one of the candidates, so it is naturally impossible to compete with Chen Heng, and Chen Heng's identity as a candidate can be regarded as solid.

And Mingwei's strength is also recognized, and it is impossible for anyone to find themselves bored.

Then, everyone can only put their hope on the last person.

Li Xiuyuan!

Among all the people in the entire square, when Chen Heng and Qian Qing fought to the last scene, even Wu Lao's eyes fluctuated.

However, only Li Xiuyuan, from beginning to end, was unmoved, just stood there quietly and watched.

At this time, feeling that people were focusing on him, Li Xiuyuan was also single, and he stepped out slowly and came to the place where Chen Heng had faced before.

"If you want to fight, come on!"

His tone, as cold as ever, and his expressionless face made it impossible to see what he was thinking.

He is not arrogant, but indifferent, as if he does not care about everything, and wants to resist everything.

Li Xiuyuan, no matter who he is, doesn't understand him much, only that he used to show that he was the ninth heaviest of the day after tomorrow.

However, after Chen Heng's battle, no one would ever think that Li Xiuyuan was really what they thought.

After all, judging from the order in which Wu Lao just ordered people, Li Xiuyuan was ahead of Chen Heng.

In other words, maybe Li Xiuyuan's strength is stronger than Chen Heng.

For a while, all the disciples were a little hesitant, thinking about it, but they had some scruples.

Li Xiuyuan didn't urge, just stood quietly, his eyelids drooped, half-open and half-closed, as if he was about to fall asleep.

In the crowd, many people's eyes moved to Wu Qianglong, who ranked third, after all, after all, after Qian Qing, he was the other person who was replaced.

No matter what he thinks in his heart, this battle is inevitable, otherwise what will his fellow disciples think of him in the future?

Funk?

Wu Qianglong didn't want to bear this infamy, so he just snorted coldly and strode forward.

Chen Heng was also a little curious, what was so different about this Li Xiuyuan that he could let Wu Lao name him to participate in the big competition.

Perhaps, in the past, everyone ignored it because of the indifferent aura on his body. After all, it is indeed difficult for such an unsociable person to make friends.

It's not that no one wants to be friends with him, it's that he doesn't give others a chance at all!

So his true strength, I'm afraid only he knows.

Wu Lao, at most, is just a guess from his usual performance.

Just like him Chen Heng, half-step congenital, although there are not many in Dongling Peak, but it is not just one or two, compared to those veteran disciples, Chen Heng is obviously lacking in foundation.

But Wu Lao was able to infer his approximate strength by practicing swordsmanship at night.

It's just that how much Chen Heng hides, even Wu Lao can't be clear.

"Senior Brother Li, I know you don't like to talk too much, so let's show your strength directly!"

Wu Qianglong looked very dignified, and he was a little helpless, he was not like Qian Qing, he had participated in the big competition, and he knew how heavy the burden was.

God knows that when Wu Lao said that he was replaced, he was actually relieved in his heart, and naturally he didn't want to fight back.

But in front of everyone, if he doesn't make a move, I'm afraid that those people inside the door will look down.

Don't look at the fact that he has been in the top three positions for a long time, in fact, the people behind him have been eyeing him, and they may pull him down at some point.

Therefore, Wu Qianglong also intended to take this opportunity to show his means a little, but as for the result, he didn't particularly care.

Li Xiuyuan really didn't like to talk much, and after Wu Qianglong finished speaking, he just nodded, and then made a gesture of please.