The two identical bladeless long swords, carrying a fierce sword aura, instantly collided with dazzling sparks.

Wang Aojie took three steps back in a row, his face full of horror!

His hand holding the weapon trembled involuntarily, and the crimson blood spilled from his fingers, and the blood that dripped on the rock and splashed a little bit of blood was actually shattered.

But Wei Changfeng stood still in place, the black iron long sword in his hand lingered with sword flames, and the foot-long sword light was unstable from the tip of the sword, and the momentum was amazing!

How can this be?

Almost everyone couldn't believe their eyes and wondered if they were looking at it wrong.

In their opinion, it was only right that Wei Changfeng was repulsed, because not only was his realm cultivation inferior to Wang Aojie, but also he had fought six battles in front of him, and his strength consumption was bound to be extremely great, and it was impossible to overpower his opponent in strength.

But the reality slapped many people in the face, and under the hard fight of both sides, it was Wei Changfeng who had the upper hand!

"Impossible"

Wang Aojie stared at Wei Changfeng, and in addition to shock in his eyes, there was also surprise and fear.

As if to embolden himself, maybe he really doubted it, but he shouted loudly: "How can your strength be so strong, are you hiding your realm!"

According to the rules of Baishan to test the sword, Wei Changfeng cannot name and challenge opponents who are lower than his own realm, if he is a cultivator at the peak of Qi Condensation, then the first few opponents will not meet the requirements.

The realm cultivation of a warrior can be concealed or disguised with the help of spirit riding or secret arts.

Regarding Wang Aojie's questioning, Wei Changfeng smiled coldly and said, "Wang Aojie." If you don't want to die, then kneel down and beg for mercy, for the sake of your fellow disciples. I'll spare your life!"

He didn't bother to answer Wang Aojie's stupid question at all - if he really had a problem and concealed his true cultivation, then the powerhouses in the sect and even the grandmaster-level figures would turn a blind eye and watch it?

It is not only thousands of inner and outer disciples who are paying attention to this competition!

Hearing Wei Changfeng's answer, Wang Aojie couldn't help but feel angry and bloody, and his face turned purple in an instant.

Such arrogant words usually come from the mouths of the sons and daughters of the big valve families. For example, like his younger brother Wang Aodong, he is rampant and domineering and oppresses his fellow sects in the sect, so he has a very bad reputation.

And now it comes out of Wei Changfeng's mouth. But there is an indescribable irony!

"You"

Wang Aojie just wanted to reprimand angrily, before he spit out the word "you", and Wei Changfeng's attacks followed.

Attack!

Suddenly, he swept in front of Wang Aojie again. A sword stabbed him in the throat.

Same sword moves. Wang Aojie had successfully parried and intercepted once before, and it stands to reason that there should be no problem in defending again.

However, after Wei Changfeng's realm was improved, the power of this rapid attack also increased greatly, and the sword momentum was extremely strong, and the invisible murderous aura carried Sen Sen's sword qi directly to the point, making Wang Aojie feel the danger of death again.

The defeat in the previous confrontation had seriously shaken Wang Aojie's confidence, making him face the sword attack for the second time. There is no courage and self-confidence to resist at all.

If he doesn't dare to fight or block, then he can only retreat.

Wang Aojie's swordsmanship is excellent. Light skills are also clever, a matter of life and death, even if the mind is confused, the speed of reaction is not slow at all, and his shoulders shook and flew back to the right rear.

It's just that he retreated very quickly, but Wei Changfeng's rapid attack was not vegetarian, and he chased more than twenty steps in a row before the sword momentum stopped, almost forcing the opponent to the edge of the floating cloud stone platform!

The failure of the rapid attack did not mean that Wei Changfeng's offensive was over, he made another double move, chasing Wang Aojie fiercely, and biting the latter to death.

The momentum of the battle has always been one and the other, one side will fall, and the other side will rise, just to see who can overpower whom.

With the help of the True Yang Inner Dan power of the Innate Progression, although Wei Changfeng was unable to break through his cultivation to the Innate Great Realm, but now his dantian was full of true power, the meridian qi was surging, and the momentum of the form naturally skyrocketed, completely overpowering the opponent.

But Wei Changfeng knows very well that such a state is short-lived, and if he can't solve the opponent quickly, the consequences will be unimaginable, so he doesn't give Wang Aojie any respite!

Wang Aojie had no way to avoid it, so he could only raise his sword to block.

Boom!

Wang Aojie involuntarily took a few more steps back, and an abnormal red hue appeared on his face.

Anyone could tell that he was in a pretty bad situation.

And after Wei Changfeng slashed out, followed by Changfeng Slash and Storm Slash, the attack was like a summer storm, fierce and swift, and even more ruthless and ruthless.

The Seven Slashes of Gale were unleashed in his hands, becoming more and more powerful and domineering!

Wang Aojie retreated again and again, and after blocking Wei Changfeng's three swords in a row, he finally couldn't hold on, and opened his mouth to spew out a stream of blood, splashing all over the ground.

For the first time, the face of this prince showed a look of horror, and he hissed and roared, "I"

Under Wei Changfeng's extremely heavy blow, he had already suffered a lot of internal injuries, even if he was unwilling and angry, he could only admit defeat for his own life.

"Kill!"

However, what Wang Aojie never expected was that Wei Changfeng didn't give him a chance to admit defeat at all, and without waiting for him to finish speaking, he suddenly drank out his sword and attacked again!

Seven slash combos!

A brilliant sword qi rushed straight into the sky, and the sword momentum of Haoran attacked silently, and the words that rushed Wang Aojie to his throat were forcefully suppressed, and even breathing became extremely difficult.

The distance between the two sides quickly decreased.

On the mountain road leading to Lingyun Palace, thousands of Yunhai disciples watching the battle couldn't help but widen their eyes, some of them had already felt something, but instinctively felt that they couldn't believe it.

The deacon of the sect, who was in charge of overseeing the arbitration, jumped up and threw himself towards the floating cloud stone platform.

However, all this was useless, with the last sword slash out, Wei Changfeng's sword momentum climbed to the strongest apex, and the sword intent containing the aura of flames covered most of the floating cloud stone platform, and also shrouded Wang Aojie.

Wang Aojie was under the pressure of sword intent, like fish on the chopping board, he had no ability to resist at all, his eyes were wide, and there was endless fear and remorse in his eyes.

"No! I'm not going to die, no!"

This proud disciple of the Avatar Sect Master let out a frantic cry in his heart.

He finally understood what it meant to be the son of a daughter who couldn't sit down, but unfortunately he was too conceited and proud, and underestimated Wei Changfeng's strength, and as a result, he made this irreparable mistake!

"Stop!"

The deacon of the sect roared loudly, trying to save Wang Aojie's bad fate.

It's a pity that as soon as his voice sounded, Wei Changfeng's long sword had already been cut down.

Hit Wang Aojie impartially!――

(To be continued......)