The power of splitting mountains and moving seas carried by the sword even Shang Luo in the middle of the void couldn't help but be moved, and subconsciously whispered: "What a strong sword." ”

From this sword, Shang Luo can see that Chen Qingfeng's strongest strength is still above the pirate Haiqingcheng, with Chen Qingfeng's peak sword dao against Shanghai Qingcheng, Shang Luo believes that after a fierce battle, the one who can finally achieve a complete victory must be this white-clothed and arrogant cultivator.

Feeling Chen Qingfeng's sword, the cultivators on the mountains were agitated for a while.

The strength of this sword is really a stroke of genius, if the early stage cultivator of the Void Netherworld who fought against the thief god Hai Qingcheng that day was against Chen Qingfeng's sword, I am afraid that under the sword, the Void Netherworld would be seriously injured to the point of vomiting blood and fleeing in embarrassment.

At this moment, even Yu Shun and Zhou Dong felt their hearts shrink tightly under this sword, they really didn't expect that Chen Qingfeng's sword dao would be so profound that "when a sword moves, the wind and clouds change color".

Yu Shun felt a chill in his heart at the moment of this sword, and he only now knew that he was actually much worse than this madman who had dived into the mountains to study kendo.

In the valley, Chen Qingfeng's body was full of high-spirited wind, and his upright posture stood above the wind, and he was arrogant for a while.

And just when Chen Qingfeng's long sword was at its most powerful, Murong Xue, who had been smiling and silent all the time, was like a lady who was quiet and tranquil in the deep boudoir and was too lazy to go out, but in an instant, the long sword stretched out, and in an instant, countless streamers bloomed from her hand, and with the sharpest momentum, they all greeted the sword that pierced the sun and Changhong.

"Tintin Tin Tin ......"

A series of countless valley roaring twin swords struck, Murong Xue's long sword was like ten thousand stars, so fast that it made people dizzy, and the vertical and horizontal sword qi tore the surrounding aura into fragments point by point.

In the end, all the sword styles finally fell on one point, Chen Qingfeng's Shattered Star Long Sword.

"Only indestructible, only fast and unbreakable" Murong Xue's streamer sword technique realm is the second heavy: Ninety-nine return to the sect. At the time of the decisive battle, Murong Xue finally cultivated this heavy sword realm.

When this set of swordsmanship was about to reach the time of someone else's sword, Murong Xue's nine swords had already been issued.

On the other side, Chen Qingfeng was immersed in his own sword path, and when he was arrogant and arrogant, he was suddenly shocked by Murong Xue's crazy sword speed.

Chen Qingfeng felt that his pinnacle sword was constantly weakened by a series of nine swords, constantly weakening, and by the time the last sword struck, Chen Qingfeng's sword was completely powerful. was extremely easily deviated by Murong Xue's last sword style, and the middle palace was wide open.

Chen Qingfeng instantly felt like a snail that had been shelled, and the weakest part of his body was suddenly exposed to broad daylight.

This made him feel like he was dead, and a sense of horror rushed straight to his mind, and the cold hairs all over his body stood upside down with a "puff", and he subconsciously dragged the long sword backwards in Murong Xue's pursuit.

Suddenly, the entire valley was completely still, and even some people didn't see what was going on, only feeling that after the sword light in the sky, the white-clothed arrogant cultivator flew back in panic with a frightened face, while the ice and snow princess Murong Xue once again had a cold face, and chased after her sword.

Zhou Dong and Yu Shun understood the subtlety of this sword at the same time.

In an instant, the eyes of the two of them became crystal bright, and the fierceness of this sword made Yu Shun's heart jump hard, knowing that if he encountered such a sword technique, he would definitely lose.

And Zhou couldn't help jumping up from the ground and shouted happily: "Streamer Nine Swords, such beautiful swordsmanship, Murong Xue come on." ”

In the cheers of Zhou Dong, everyone among the mountain peaks heard Murong Xue's angry reprimand:

"Chen Qingfeng, listen to me, when does I Murong Xue need you to make concessions to complete the game? What are you? Are you worthy?

Chen Qingfeng, you remember for me, when you talk big in the future, you must think about how many catties and taels you have, what are these two things in my Murong Xue's eyes? Why do I want you to give in? I just beat you in a dignified manner, what's wrong?

You bastard tired me in front of everyone three times and twice, I'm going to knock out your mouth full of dog teeth today, I see if you have anything to say,...",

Murong Xue's voice was crisp and urgent, but every sentence was like a slap Chen Qingfeng's face was red, his face was red, he was sweating profusely, and his face was blue and red for a while, making him feel that under the attention of all people, his proud achievements were so sharply respected by a woman, and he wished that there was a crack in the ground and he would get into it all at once and never come out again.

Chen Qingfeng never imagined that this Murong Xue's talent would be so terrifying, in just more than thirty years of cultivation, he could defeat his strongest sword head-on in an upright fight.

In an instant, Chen Qingfeng was disheartened and discouraged, feeling that all his previous dependence and pride had become duckweed without roots at this moment, and they were all shallow and ridiculous.

On the opposite side, Murong Xue's streamer escape method was fully unfolded, like a light that suddenly appeared in front of Chen Qingfeng, who was flying back quickly, and the spirit sword in his hand burst out in an instant, and the nine swords were agile to the extreme, and they were also strong to the extreme, and each sword had the power to tear the heavens and the earth.

And the most terrifying thing is that these nine swords can converge at any time, forming a combined strike with amazing power.

Chen Qingfeng saw the strength of this set of swordsmanship, and once again felt a painful sense of powerlessness in his heart, and in desperation, he had no choice but to continue to fly backwards, fleeing in embarrassment like a lost family.

At this time, he heard Murong Xue snort with great disdain behind him, and shouted coldly:

"Arrogant cultivator in white?

Chen Qingfeng, do you want to pursue me? I can only tell you that you are not worthy. The person I will choose in the future must be a true hero who is stronger than me in every way, who can completely conquer me, a man who stands up to the sky.

What kind of thing are you? It took thousands of years of cultivation to reach this level, and you are still complacent.

What is there about you that is stronger than me? What is there about you that can make my heart move? It just makes me sick.

I, Murong Xue, will also use this competition today to tell the world that if anyone wants to say something unnutritious in front of me in the future, at least you should weigh your strength first. ”

Murong Xue's words were loud and loud, rolling like thunder, once again hitting Chen Qingfeng's arrogance and self-confidence, being so looked down upon by the girl he was pursuing, Chen Qingfeng felt ashamed and angry for a while, and his face was so pale that there was no blood.

"Stop!"

Facing the extremely fast streamer sword technique, Chen Qingfeng suddenly shouted, and his figure stopped completely without any intention of dodging.

"I admit defeat, the strongest sword is broken under your sword, I, Chen Qingfeng, admit that I am ashamed, Murong Xue, from now on, I, Chen Qingfeng, swear that I will never appear before you again for the rest of my life. ”

With a "choking" sound, Chen Qingfeng broke the long sword himself.

At this moment, all the spirit and spirit of Chen Qingfeng's whole body were discharged, and the whole human form stood on his back, his heart was like death, like a walking corpse, he could no longer see the edge and sharpness.

At this moment in his heart, it was like ten thousand ants biting, and his eyes were black in pain.

The name of the world was ruined in this sword.

Hearing that another player took the initiative to give up admitting defeat, there was a "boom", and the discussion on the peaks broke out irrepressibly.

That peerless sword immortal who was invincible a moment ago, a generation of powerhouses whose talent was strong in martial arts to the pinnacle, was completely crushed by Murong Xue's sword in this way.

Hundreds of thousands of cultivators who were watching the battle were all looking at the ice princess who was standing in the arena with a beautiful face with eager eyes at this time, and Murong Xue's prestige at this moment reached its peak for a while.

The old man in Tsing Yi jumped into the arena, looked at Murong Xue with a smile in his eyes and nodded slightly, and then shouted loudly to the peaks: "I announce, in the second game of the Sea Soul First Sword Ring Competition, the ice and snow princess Murong Xue won. ”

"Roar", hearing the boiling of these mountains, everyone applauded and cheered enthusiastically, shouting from the bottom of their hearts for this righteous woman of the scattered fairies.

If Zhou Dong's victory makes people feel happy, then Murong Xue's victory really makes people really see the most perverted strength.

Hai Qingcheng, Chen Qingfeng, and Murong Xue, on the basis of such strong strength, can each be so much stronger than the former. The cultivators who watched the battle felt an eye-opener, feasted their eyes, and were addicted.

"In this competition, I bet that this Murong Xue will definitely win in the end and win the place of the first sword of the Sea Soul. ”,

"I think it's the same, although Zhou Dong is powerful, he mainly relies on the treasure knife, and the difference between his real strength and this Murong Xue is not a little bit. ”

"Hey, don't you forget that there's a cold flood, that old guy is a good man?"

"Oh, that's right, in this year's final, I think it will be decided from Murong Xue and Leng Hong in the end. However, I am still optimistic about Murong Xue, she is a righteous girl of scattered immortals, you know what strength she still has that has not used Ghost Six

Between the mountains, the eager chatter was irrepressible, and at this moment in the game, the final favorite became the focus of people's attention.

In the valley, when everyone's discussion gradually stopped a little, the old man in Tsing Yi continued to say: "Okay, now I will promote, the third ring match, Leng Hong will be Shun, please prepare the two players." ”

After the victory, Murong Xue's face was still full of ice and snow, and she walked proudly to the outside of the field, but Chen Qingfeng was completely devoid of lust at this time, just silently followed behind, and quietly walked to the sidelines and stood in a corner.

Zhou Dong looked at the ice and snow princess who walked down with a cold face, suddenly smiled, gave her a thumbs up and said, "That sword is ruthless enough." ”

Murong Xue still looked at Zhou Dong with a cold expression. And suddenly, Yu obediently walked forward to enter the valley to prepare for the battle, and when no one noticed, Murong Xue's face suddenly bloomed with the brightest smile at Zhou Dong, as if the frozen valley was in full bloom in an instant, and the mountain flowers were brilliant.

Murong Xue felt too relieved in this battle, and with one sword, she ruthlessly solved her heart disease for many years, and she was almost excited in her heart.

"Haha" Seeing this, Zhou Dong lowered his laughter and said in a voice that only Murong Xue could hear:

"Look at you, how beautiful you look when you smile like this, do you have to keep a straight face like someone owes you anything......"

If Zhou Dong's words were heard by others, he would suddenly break out in a cold sweat, for this ice princess who refused people all day long, who would dare to talk to her like this.

"Poof", Murong Xue laughed again, she gave Zhou Dong a fierce look, and said: "The master of the Martial Arts Pavilion is really right, you, you are really a lazy boy." ”

Hearing this, Zhou Dong didn't mind when he smiled, and still asked in a low voice:

"Murong Xue, I see that you usually ignore everyone and reject people, but you can only say a few words to me. What do you say is the reason for this? Is it because I have no bad intentions in front of you, and I don't make you feel sick?"

Zhou Dong, who had figured out Murong Xue's sacrifice, had always been extremely curious about this question, and the Ghost King had asked him with great interest more than once, and today, Zhou Dong couldn't help it anymore, and subconsciously asked it.

Murong Xue was also stunned when she heard such a direct question, but after a while, Murong Xue smiled again, she slowly shook her head and said lightly:

"It's not because of this, but I think that under your cynical appearance, there is a truly chivalrous heart, and a real man's iron backbone.

The blood-boiling battle after you arrived at Sea Soul Island, your amazing cultivation speed, and your unprecedented talent in refining weapons are all things that I admire extremely much.

I feel that it is actually an honor for me to be friends with you. ”

"Oh?"

Hearing this, Zhou Dong was stunned for a moment, and he felt a shiver all over his body, and an emotion called moving gradually brewed in his heart.

Zhou Dong didn't expect that in the heart of Murong Xue, a lady of the sky, she would have such a high opinion of herself. Only now did he know that in fact, this Murong Xue was not all cold and arrogant who was unkind.

The heights were overwhelming, and she just hadn't found a confidant comparable to her.

After Murong Xue finished speaking, she looked at Zhou Dong, who was stunned, and smiled, and the entire valley seemed to be bright for a while.

Changfeng hunting, at this time, Leng Hong, who was as thin as a chicken in the valley, smiled strangely, and his opponent, the fat Yu Shun, put away all the smiles on his face as if he was facing a great enemy, and the fat muscles of his whole body were all gathered together, like a hedgehog curled up in a ball, and the true yuan of his body was running to the extreme, ready to make a fatal blow at any time.

Leng Hong was a former cultivator of the Great Perfection Realm of the Void and Darkness, and such a cultivation of the Immortal Body was definitely not something that a cultivator of the Cave Void Period could understand. Although Leng Hong lowered his strength, his coercion still made everyone present feel extremely heavy.

At this time, Yu Shun was like a dagger hidden in the dark, absorbing all the edges and cold light, and his eyes were slightly squinting to find every flaw in Leng Hong's body.

The old man in Tsing Yi, who was standing in the middle of the two, raised his hand again at this time and said loudly: "I announce that the third game of the Sea Soul First Sword Ring Match, by Leng Hong against Shun, the game will start now!"

After speaking, the old man in Tsing Yi flew back quickly again.

At this moment, Leng Hong laughed strangely, volleyed up like a big bird, and pounced fiercely at Yu Shun, but at this moment, he heard Yu Shun on the other side suddenly shout a voice that made him so stunned that he almost vomited blood:

"Stop, stop fighting, I'll admit defeat!"

This voice was shocked all over the audience. (To be continued.) If you like this work, you are welcome to come to the starting point () to vote for recommendation, monthly pass, your support, is my biggest motivation. This text is provided by the Spreading Wings Update Team [Qingfeng].