"This wind is too strong, just the overflowing vitality can leave traces on this competition table, it seems that this time Jian Chen's undefeated record is coming to an end."

Jian Chen's gaze looked at the sword that was slashing at him, and suddenly the cold ice sword in his hand was raised high, and the vitality of heaven and earth frantically gathered on the cold ice sword.

"Hundred birds and phoenixes!"

Snort! The thick vitality constantly collided with the air, making a terrifying sound. Originally, this was only a low-level Xuan-level Hundred Bird Chaofeng, but under the improvement of the sword dust and the change of the sword shape, he already had the power of the Xuan-level intermediate, and the formation was already very terrifying.

"How can this generation of newcomers be so terrifying, that wind is uneven and perverted, this sword dust is not inferior at all."

The two Yuan Qi in the void collided fiercely, and the Yuan Qi collapsed in an instant, splashing into the water, and the attacks of the two disappeared without a trace at this time.

Feng Buping's face suddenly turned to the side, his own Deceptive Sword Technique was his own trick at the bottom of the box, and he used it a few times today, but he didn't achieve the expected good results, he looked at Jian Chen with some horror, looking at the young man in front of him who was much younger than himself, and his heart palpitated slightly, obviously making Jian Chen's talent frightened.

Feng Buping's gaze suddenly became firm: "Sword intent - Batian." ”

The shocking knife intent permeated out, scattered on the entire stage, the entire test platform seemed to fall into the control of Feng Buping, Feng Buping held the Overlord knife tightly with both hands, and the vitality was constantly injected into the Overlord knife, and the fierce and abnormal knife momentum suddenly burst out, with the incomparably strong knife intent, the wind became invincible for a while.

"This is the sword intent, I didn't expect Feng Buping to comprehend the knife intent at such a young age, it seems that it will be unlimited in the future." There was a slight smile on the corner of his mouth, obviously very satisfied with the uneven wind.

"No, I feel that something is wrong with this sword intent." The broken wolf stared at the uneven blade of the knife tightly and said this.

"Brother Polang is really as wise as a torch, the dog's knife intent is only able to be displayed by relying on the overlord knife, and there is still a lot of gap between it and the real knife intent, which can be regarded as a kind of pseudo knife intent." The head of the Feng family explained.

The people who were originally a little anxious in the VIP seat relaxed suddenly, obviously it was the words of the head of the Feng family that gave them an explanation, otherwise they would have to worry about their son.

Looking at Feng Buping's fierce attack, Jian Chen shook his head and said to Feng Buping: "I don't have the sword intent, but the sword intent still has it." "Of course, the sword intent that Jian Chen said at this moment is not the usual five elements artistic conception or the like, but the sword intent that wants to be uneven is generally always pure sword intent, without any other content. Jian Chen's elegant temperament changed suddenly, and a fierce aura completely changed the domineering sword intent of the uneven wind, so that Jian Chen's sword intent seemed to be more domineering, the cold ice sword was drawn out in the air, there was no vitality fluctuation, there was not much connotation of a sword, but it contained an extremely sharp momentum, and Jian Chen's whole person seemed to be combined with the cold ice sword, like a peerless sword out of the sheath.

"What, this is sword intent, the real sword intent, there are too many surprises on this stage, and these people are too forbearing." Bukong was completely frightened by the competition, and these teenagers hid deeper than the other.

The terrifying sword intent burst out, and the cold ice sword rushed towards the sword dust with a sharp intent, and the vitality on the side seemed to have turned into a sharp sword at this time, this is the real sword intent, unlike the uneven sword intent, it is a half-hanging.

The tip of the sword dust gently slashed across the ground, and the cold ice sword was infused with vitality, and the sword qi condensed, and without a trace of stay, it directly broke the only bit of sword intent left around Feng Buping, and the original domineering artistic conception was also shattered by the stab at this time, and disappeared in one fell swoop.

Feng Buping's heart was full of fear, this was the first time he was oppressed by the sword intent, the ubiquitous sharpness, the death that could fall at any time constantly stirred his nerves, and it was also a shame that he was not a person who was afraid of death, otherwise his ugly appearance would have been exposed. In suppressing this, the sword intent is somewhat similar to the murderous aura, but the murderous aura has an effect on people who are not determined, and the sword intent is stronger when it is strong, and the swordsman who has to do the sword qi cut everything.

The Ice Sword finally approached Feng Buping's body, and a little blood flowed out, staining the Ice Sword with a bewitching appearance. But the Ice Sword didn't go in again, and stopped there.

Feng Buping suddenly woke up from his fright, is this the true strength of Jian Chen? The trick he had painstakingly prepared was not much better than paper paste in front of him, and with just one sword, he broke the sword intent that he was proud of, and there was nothing left. Suddenly, his heart was filled with a longing, longing for himself to comprehend the true sword intent.

"The sword intent is out, and the blood is drunk." Po Lang saw the two young men on the stage and said lightly.

The wind is uneven and defeated.

With just one sword, the wind that had an earth-shattering momentum just now was defeated.

The audience was all stunned, Feng Buping was originally the favorite to win the championship, although he lost a game just now, but the strength of the back performance was much stronger than when he competed with Huang Yan in the front, especially the sword intent just now was even more overwhelming, how many players were trembling under the sword intent just now, but he didn't think that the most powerful Feng Buping was so vulnerable in Jian Chen's hands, and Jian Chen defeated Feng Buping with just one sword.

And everyone heard two words just now - sword intent. These two words are the two most sacred words in the Sword God Continent. Comprehending the sword intent means that there is no bottleneck in the breakthrough after sword cultivation, and you can continue to break through. It can be said that those who comprehend the sword intent in everything will either become masters or fall, just like the sword, only broken or dominate a hundred soldiers.

Unexpectedly, this year's favorites have lost two times in a row, it seems that this year's competition is full of unknowns, and those who originally talked eloquently also shut up at once, they no longer dare to discuss this year's competition in vain, these people have been out of the state of people and are hiding so deeply, everyone estimates that if it weren't for the uneven use of the sword intent, the sword dust would not expose the sword intent.

"It's too powerful, it seems that the final competition will depend on Huang Yan and Jian Chen, the duel between the two peak swordsmen."

"Don't jump to conclusions so early, there are still two undefeated, one leopard and one sword Wan'er."

"Hey, this year's group of guys is going against the sky, this wind is uneven in previous years, it is already the best choice for the champion, and this year it has indeed acted as a green leaf twice. Become a stepping stone for others to achieve fame. ”

"Haha, isn't it better, it's more bragging capital to go back?"

Pay attention to the people who fought on the stage just now, not only the audience, but also those players who cared, many people shook their heads when they saw the uneven defeat, and the original momentum of daring to fight disappeared at once, and many people had a trace of loneliness in their eyes, obviously not confident in themselves.

But there are also warlike people, and Huang Yan's eyes are full of fighting intent, obviously wanting to compete with Jian Chen's sword intent.

"Sword Dust wins!" The referee's voice rang out.

On the test table, the ice sword was put into the sheath, and the blood on the sword had already frozen off. Jian Chen lightly jumped off the test table.

Feng Buping walked off the stage with the Overlord knife in one hand and the wound in the other. There was no loneliness in his eyes, there was just a longing, and it was obvious that he was now desperate to comprehend the sword intent.

The bigwigs on the stage nodded their heads when they looked at the uneven wind, a genius who is not afraid of failure will eventually grow.

"In the next game, Jian Wan'er will face Xu Shuai." Jian Wan'er, who originally wanted to talk to Jian Chen, heard her name and walked on stage with a pout.