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"Buzz!"

"Buzz!"

The two looked at each other, not moving, their eyes collided together, just like two giant swords collided, as gorgeous as fireworks, and then the two powerful sword power emanated from each other's bodies, this is the purest sword breath, in each other's bodies, Chen Hui and the Holy Spirit Prince can feel this. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Click, click!"

In the excited gaze of everyone, the sword qi in the sky burst out from Chen Hui and the Holy Spirit Prince, just like two rounds of the rising sun, far away from each other, puff puff, in an instant, the space was shattered, and the power of various attribute rules collided together.

"What a strong sword breath. ”

"As the Prince of the Holy Spirit, his swordsmanship is getting more and more superb. ”

"This Chenhui is not bad, but I don't know if I can block a few swords from the Holy Spirit Prince. ”

"How many swords? ”

Some people talked about it.

War!

On the high platform, both of them are full of fighting spirit.

However, compared to Chen Hui, the Holy Spirit Prince is more cold, looking at Chen Hui coldly, cold and ruthless, the sword in his hand suddenly comes out, elusive, unfathomable, swordsmanship is weird, as if he has spirituality, exquisite swordsmanship in his hands, like an arm, amazing and colorful.

Sword Ao to Sword Ao!

In the case that the two of them also stimulate the power of Jianao, only the attribute power will fight.

However, at this point, Chen Hui was surprised to have the advantage, suppressing the Holy Spirit Prince in terms of momentum.

Everyone was taken aback, and even Zhang Yijian was slightly surprised.

Only Chen Hui knew that it was because he had cultivated immortal power, and in terms of power level, the three supreme attribute powers had an absolute advantage, and only the power of destruction and nothingness could compete with it.

"Bang!"

With a loud bang, the Holy Spirit Prince retreated, his face was ugly, but Chen Hui said, "Is this your swordsmanship?"

"Arrogance!" the Holy Spirit Prince roared, and the sword walked with him, rushing towards Chenhui.

"Whew!Whew!Whew!"

Suddenly, I saw that the sword qi hit Chen Hui like a match, fierce and violent.

The Holy Spirit Prince has already moved the real fire!

Who is he? The first person in the sword path of the young generation of the demon race, who can compete with him? After coming to the ancient space, in terms of swordsmanship, the only opponent is Zhang Yijian of the human race, but he didn't expect that a Chen Hui would appear now, which simply annoyed him.

This is simply provoking him!

There must be a price!

"Ding, ding, ding!"

However, in the sword competition, the Holy Spirit Prince still did not have an advantage.

"Shattering the Light Slash!"

Without the slightest hesitation, Chen Hui's swordsmanship became more and more powerful, without mercy, a sword is faster than a sword, and the origin of Zhongcheng Space is urged, and it immediately occupies an advantage, not to mention that the emperor-level sword technique is a great magic swordsmanship, sharp and unparalleled, although the cultivation time is shorter, but it still blooms in Chen Hui's hands with its own light.

"Sonorous!"

A ball of brilliant sword light burst out, and I saw that the figures of Chen Hui and the Holy Spirit Prince were separated.

Seeing this, everyone watched carefully.

There was no doubt that this was a peak sword duel, and even a hint of surprise flashed in Zhang Yijian's eyes, obviously Chen Hui's swordsmanship was beyond his expectations.

"He'll win, right?" Murong Mingyue said.

"Yes, in his generation, he has never been defeated. "Tuoba Daodao.

"Hmm. Although Tuoba Dao's words were exaggerated and he had never been defeated, Murong Wumingyue believed it and nodded.

"You're concerned about him?" Claire asked, looking at the Chenhui Demon clone.

"Hmm. The Chenhui Demon clone nodded, as a clone, he was naturally worried about the deity, but he also believed in the strength of the deity.

"Good. A wisp of warm anger appeared on the white face of the Holy Spirit Prince, his eyes were half-squinted, and his eyes were incomparably dark, and his gaze was condensed a little, as sharp as a sword, as if he had cut the space.

Chen Hui was silent.

The Holy Spirit Son was even angrier.

"Buzz!"

A huge sword path wave emanated from him.

"Seven-step-kill!" The Holy Spirit Prince stared at Chen Hui with burning eyes, his spirit locked on Chen Hui, an invisible sword power centered on him, and now Chen Hui radiated out, the momentum on his body was like a mountain, getting stronger and stronger, and with a bang, he suddenly took a step.

"Huh!"

Suddenly, a ten-zhang sword qi slashed out from the sword.

"Bang!"

Step 2!

"Bang!"

Step 3!

The Holy Spirit Prince's seven-step kill is similar to the Heavenly Thunder Step practiced by Chen Hui, with each step, the sword path on his body doubles, but it is stronger than Chen Hui's Heavenly Thunder Step, because he takes the second step, the sword power is geometrically increased, the second step, twice, the third step, four times.

Step 4, eightfold!

Step 5, sixteen times!

Step 6, thirty-two times!

"Bang!"

When the sixth step fell, the Holy Spirit Prince was getting closer and closer to Chenhui, and the power of the sword path was like a majestic mountain crushing down, increasing from twice the strength to thirty-two times the strength, and the power in it was unimaginable.

"Bang bang bang!"

As if Mount Tai was pressing down, Chen Hui was pressed to death, his body was exploding, and his bones were writhing, if it weren't for the flame immortal body, and the emperor-level armor body, his body would probably have been pressed down.

But even then, a wisp of blood spilled from the corner of his mouth.

His body exploded!

"Bang!"

Breaking through, under the suppression of the Holy Spirit Prince's sword power, Chen Hui's physique broke through to the third order.

"Fall down for me!" the Holy Spirit Prince roared, raising his right foot to take the seventh and final step, once this step was taken, his own kendo power would increase to seventy-two times.

Swish!

This scene made everyone's eyes blink, as if they were afraid of missing this scene.

Chen Hui's body was stiff, and he looked up at the Holy Spirit Prince with difficulty.

"Sonorous".

The Voidless Sword was inserted into the table, and a dense sword chime-like sound erupted in an instant, sweeping out like a storm, fusing the power of space and dissolving this sword power.

"You can't resist it. The Holy Spirit Prince roared, bang, his right foot fell to the ground, the space shook, and a supreme sword power burst out, with Chen Hui as the center, and blasted out fiercely.

"Click, click!"

The clothes on Chen Hui's body left inch by inch, and emperor-level armor appeared, but his skin was still cracked like dry soil, this sword power, unimaginable, blood flowed out, blood flowed all over the body, as if he was challenging the limit of Chen Hui's physique.

"How is this possible?" the Holy Spirit Prince looked at Chen Hui dumbfounded, unable to believe it.

"Shhh

Everyone gasped.

Seventy-two times the power of the sword, but it was actually resisted by Chen Hui?

None of them dared to imagine.

Is this still human?

"Poof!" Finally, Chenhui spurted out a mouthful of blood, and his body flew upside down.

"Good. The Holy Spirit Prince immediately applauded and was very happy.

It's just that he didn't smile for a moment, because Chen Hui had slowly climbed up.

"Don't you still admit defeat?" said the Holy Spirit Prince's face.

"Why throw in the towel?" Chen Hui said.

"Get down, get down for me. "The Holy Spirit Prince went crazy, his anger was soaring, his eyes were fierce, and he rushed towards Chenhui, carrying seventy-two times the power of the sword, just like a mountain crushing towards Chenhui.

"Huh!"

Chen Hui stood, like a giant sword, he did not move, giving people the feeling that he had been standing here since the beginning of heaven and earth, and as if he should have been standing here in the first place.

Slash with a sword without any fancy slashes!

The sword aura is compelling!

The sword fell, bang, bang, and the explosion was endless.

Chenhui resisted again.

This is pure kendo power.

Zhang Yijian's face showed a solemn expression, not only him, but also Qi Zhenjun and others.

Will!

Kendo will!

In Chen Hui's body, they felt an unprecedented sword will, unshakable.

Seeing Chenhui, they seemed to see when they first set foot in martial arts, and at that time, didn't they have a firm path to martial arts?

"Boom!"

The Holy Spirit Prince burst towards Chenhui.

Chenhui stood still.

"Whew!Whew!Whew!"

He stood there, standing in front of the Holy Spirit Prince, the Voidless Sword was raised, and one after another simple and unpretentious sword marks were split, without any sense of sharpness, as if it was not the breath that a sword should have, and the contradiction was incomparable, but the power contained in it was beyond anyone's imagination.