Chapter 225: Sword Technique Double Cultivation Wind Ten Thousand Valleys

The battle situation of the Sumeru Sect at this time was not optimistic.

We have lost three of our six games, and if we can win the next three games, we can still have a draw.

If they lose one game, they will have to stop in the quarterfinals this time.

In every subsequent competition, the bet is on the position of the first sect in the northern continent of the Sumeru Sect.

The wind is particularly cautious.

After glancing at Chu Wanjun, who was standing opposite, the two made a decision in unison.

Another fight between two big disciples of the sect.

Chu Wanjun successfully received the gaze, took a step forward, and made a decision.

Seeing this, the referee also nodded and raised his hand slightly to signal the two to come on the field.

The competition between the two great disciples of the sect caused quite a stir on the field.

It's really that the first three competitions are too exciting, and they still have some unfinished business.

Chu Wanjun and Feng Wanqi came to the stage, and the head of the Sumeru Sect on the high platform couldn't help but quietly glance at Huarong.

I saw that he didn't care much and quietly watched the game with one hand against the corner of his forehead.

Compared with several other upright leaders, Huarong seems to be at home.

Seeing this, the head of the Sumeru Sect was embarrassed, and looked down with his eyes.

Looking at Chu Wanjun, he was secretly worried in his heart.

He also wanted to have confidence in his disciples, but the opponent of the wind was Chu Wanjun.

That's a ruthless man.

Thinking of what Chu Wanjun had done after worshipping under Huarong's sect, the head of the Sumeru Sect was quite worried about whether his apprentice would be able to come out of her hands alive.

As soon as they got on the field, the two clasped each other and saluted.

The moment you put down your hand, the competition officially began.

Chu Wanjun flipped his hand backwards, and the cloud-breaking spear condensed out, and the tip of the spear shook a little cold.

Feng Wanwan has a hand, and a silver long sword is condensed out of thin air.

"Please—"

As soon as the words fell, Chu Wanjun had already rushed out, and the figure holding the spear in his hand blinked like lightning and thunder in front of the wind.

The sound of spears piercing the air was deafening.

Feng Wanqi's expression was solemn, his eyes shone on the ground, his body jumped half a foot high, and the silver long sword in his hand swung out several silver afterimages.

Chu Wanjun's movements in his hand did not stop for a moment, and he was about to wave the Cloud Breaking Spear upward, and then he turned his feet and flashed backwards, and the spear in his hand kept waving.

The sound of the symphony of weapons came and went, and sparks splashed all over the ground.

The figures of the two of them swayed rapidly above the arena, and the cultivation was so low that they could barely see the trajectory of the two of them.

Many leaders on the high platform couldn't help but be amazed when they saw this situation.

His gaze followed the two of them.

Chu Wanjun's offensive was fierce and ferocious, and there was no fancy move in opening and closing, and Feng Wanqi was still light and steady under such an attack, and his body was fast and elegant.

But it is not difficult to see that the wind has fallen to the bottom in the hands of Chu Wanjun.

As a wind-based alien spirit root, and the dual cultivation of swordsmanship, Feng Wanqi should have a great advantage in battle.

But helplessly, Chu Wanjun's strength was strong, and her advantage turned into nothingness in front of Chu Wanjun.

Dodging a move that was close to the door of death, Feng Wanqi's arm was cut by a finger-long wound by the sharp mang swung by the Cloud Breaking Spear.

Blood immediately oozed out, and Feng Wanqi's body retreated a few steps to buy himself time to breathe.

The long sword in his hand was immediately thrown forward, and his palms flipped over the seal.

The long sword thrown forward quickly transformed into several afterimages in mid-air, like a howling wind and shooting towards Chu Wanjun.

"Hurry!" The wind was blowing, and the clothes were blown by the wind.

The seal on both palms thrust forward.

A strong aura surged out from his body, all condensed in his palm, and blasted out towards Chu Wanjun.

Chu Wanjun's hand holding the gun immediately pointed back, and then his figure suddenly jumped up, holding the gun with both hands and swinging it forward.

"Broken!"

As she drank all over her body, the tip of the spear stabbed towards the countless long swords that came at her with a rich spiritual power.

The spear and the sword collided violently in the air, bursting into a dazzling light.

A piercing pop followed, breaking through the shield of the barrier and sending it out to the outside world.

The powerful aftermath spread out from mid-air, shaking the entire arena into dust.

Cover the field in a gray space.

The audience erupted in fierce exclamations.

And Chu Wanjun, who was in the enchantment, broke through the move of ten thousand swords with one shot, and immediately stabbed straight down from the air.

Feng Wanyu looked solemn, looked at the oncoming cloud-breaking spear, and summoned his hand towards the void.

The long sword immediately turned into a silver streamer and flew back into his hand.

Almost at the moment when Chu Wanjun was about to stab himself, Feng Wanyu raised the long sword in his hand.

"Bell-" exploded.

Chu Wanjun's attack was resisted at once.

It's just that in the next second, Chu Wanjun landed on one side with a churn, and the head of the spear stabbed fiercely towards Feng Wanyu's abdomen.

Feng Wanqi hurriedly raised his arm to block, and the spear was quick and fast, colliding with the long sword in an instant, and then slashing to the side.

Feng Wanyan's body retreated, but the sharp tip of the spear inevitably pierced his flank.

Blood seeped out along his clothes, Feng Wanyan frowned slightly, did not retreat but advanced, and with a wave of the long sword in his hand, he stabbed upwards with a fierce aura.

Chu Wanjun tilted her head and dodged the deadly attack.

Feng Wanqi's footsteps were wrong, the long sword swept across the air, and Chu Wanjun immediately retreated.

Feng Wanqi took advantage of the situation to bully, and the two exchanged hundreds of moves in an instant, which was dazzling.

Chu Wanjun responded to Feng Wanqi's moves with an indifferent expression.

Revealing a flaw when he used Feng Wanqi to dodge the move, Chu Wanjun immediately seized the opportunity, leaned to the left to avoid Feng Wanqi's blow, and at the same time kicked out with his right foot.

"Bang" Feng Wanqi was kicked by it and staggered back two steps.

And Chu Wanjun stepped on it with strength, his body rotated around, and then he charged a blow and smashed the cloud-breaking spear in his hand.

Feng Wanqi's eyes shrank suddenly, and the long sword in his hand was smashed down by the Cloud Breaking Spear as soon as he was raised.

His knees were bent, his body was pressed down by the strong force of the Cloud Breaking Spear, and the wind snorted muffled, and the bones in his body seemed to be shattered at this moment.

He spurted out several mouthfuls of blood, and his face was as white as paper.

"You've lost." Chu Wanjun said indifferently, and slowly stood up straight.

As soon as the words fell, there was fierce applause from the surrounding audience.

The long sword in Feng Wanqi's hand dissipated, and he raised his eyes to look at Chu Wanjun and nodded, but he couldn't say a word.

Seeing that he couldn't seem to get up, Chu Wanjun reached out and clasped his wrist through his robe, lifting the person up like a little chicken.

Then he looked sideways at the disciples of the Sumeru Sect.

The enchantment had dissipated, and several Sumeru Sect disciples were still in shock.

Receiving Chu Wanjun's gaze, several people also noticed the strangeness of the wind, and hurriedly ran up to the stage to take over the person from Chu Wanjun's hands.

The disciples of the Sumeru Sect quickly carried their senior brother down, and Chu Wanjun took the cloud-breaking spear in his hand and stepped down with them.

The dramatic scene that ended almost at the same time amazed everyone.

This disciple of the Qianying Sect is really outstanding.

No matter which disciple has their own specialty, today's top four competition has refreshed their previous views on the Qianying Sect.

And looking at the level of respect that several people in the Qianying Sect have for their opponents, it seems to be a little different from the rumored murderous appearance.

Inexplicably, the Qianying Sect that they knew in their hearts gradually underwent earth-shaking changes.

However, all this, the people of the Qianying Sect knew nothing.