Chapter 871: Not inferior sword speed!

"I'm curious, what realm your true strength has reached!" Nangong Xingchen looked at Han Chen and said with a hint of battle intent in his eyes.

Warriors are all warlike, and Nangong Xingchen is no exception, but he has not yet reached Luo Rulie's war-loving Cheng dù.

But in the face of Han Chen, a young genius, he couldn't help but have a competitive edge and a higher fighting spirit.

"If your strength is enough, you will see it!" Han Chen raised his hand, and the ancient wolf tooth sword appeared in his hand, and he lightly clasped the scabbard with his left hand, and said with a faint smile.

Hearing this, Nangong Xingchen was slightly stunned, although Han Chen's tone of words was calm, he exuded strong confidence.

"Hahaha, it's a good sentence 'As long as the strength is enough, you will see it'" Nangong Xingchen laughed loudly and said, "Then let me see if I can force you to use all your strength!"

When the voice fell, Nangong Xingchen stopped talking nonsense, his palm was clenched, his five fingers were tightly clasped on the hilt of the sword, and in an instant, an astonishing sharp aura burst out from him.

With a twitch of his arm, with a 'choking' sound of Qingyue Sword, Nangong Xingchen pulled his sword out of the sheath, and the speed was so fast that he couldn't see the action of drawing his sword at all.

The moment the sword was drawn out of the sheath, Nangong Xingchen had already jumped out, and the second-rank body technique "Star Flowing Shadow Step" was cast, like lightning breaking through the sky, instantly crossing the distance of ten zhang and appearing in front of Han Chen.

Swish!

No one could see Nangong Xingchen's movements clearly, only an extremely powerful sword light, with an astonishing speed, pierced through the void and slashed towards Han Chen.

So fast!

Han Chen's pupils shrank slightly, when Nangong Xingchen fought with Wei Qing before. Watching the battle from the stands, Han Chen already felt that Nangong Xingchen's sword was amazingly fast, and at this time, he felt it himself, only to find that Nangong Xingchen's sword was even faster than when he fought with Wei Qing, and he couldn't see the trajectory of the sword clearly with his eyesight alone.

But fortunately, Nangong Xingchen's sword speed has not yet reached the realm of the sword without a trace, and Han Chen's soul perception can still play a role, and he can capture it clearly.

A keen combat touch coupled with a keen sense of soul. made Han Chen at the last moment. With a step on his feet, his body retreated half a foot back.

Half a foot is only half a step away, which is insignificant, but at this time. But Nangong Xingchen's sword failed.

A bright and sharp sword. An inch from the front of Han Chen's neck. Slice through the air and swipe through.

Avoiding Nangong Xingchen's sword, Han Chen's eyes shone with a fierce light. As soon as the footsteps were mentioned, the five fingers were clasped tightly, and with a 'choking' sound, the sword was drawn out of the sheath.

Swish!

The sword light flashed, and the cold winter sword was unleashed, and the pitch-black sword light as thin as a hair slashed towards the Nangong Xingchen who was close at hand like lightning.

"Good sword speed!"

"How is this possible? How can this Han Chen's sword speed be so fast?"

"The speed of this sword is much faster than that Wei Qing, even if it is compared to the sword that Nangong Xingchen just made, it is not much faster!"

"It's terrifying, with this sword speed alone, this Han Chen's strength is enough to rival the average two-star sword king!"

Just after seeing Nangong Xingchen's move, many people were amazed, and they thought that it was impossible for Han Chen to take this sword.

But he didn't expect that Han Chen actually dodged, and even drew his sword to fight back, and the speed of the sword he showed made many people in an uproar.

He was also surprised by Nangong Xingchen, who didn't expect that Han Chen's sword speed would be so fast. But at the same time he was surprised, he also felt excited.

It's cold in the heights!

In terms of strength, he may not be as good as a few people who are absolutely godless and a thousand miles old. But when it comes to kendo cultivation, he is the first person among the nine.

The speed of a sword as fast as a meteor is enough to form a storm-like attack, even if it is godless and a thousand miles old, it is not as good as it.

On the fast sword, he was already standing on a high place, and he was the only one, unable to compare.

It was precisely because of this that when he saw Wei Qing, who also cultivated fast swords, he would take care of him so much and give him advice.

It's just that although Wei Qing's fast sword is already a little hot, it is still quite far from him, and it can't arouse his interest.

But Han Chen was different, unexpected, no, not inferior to his sword speed, which made his heart, which had been lonely for a long time because he had no opponent, beat violently again.

It's like walking alone on a road for a long, long time, and suddenly meeting another person who is also walking on this road, and the feeling is really indescribable.

At this time, Nangong Xingchen had no other ideas, the only thing he wanted to do was to have a good competition with Han Chen, and use the fast sword to prove the high and low!

The speed of the Winter Sword was extremely fast, and it was approaching in an instant, and it was about to slash at Nangong Xingchen's chest.

At this moment, a sword light suddenly appeared, like a mountain peak towering, and it was cut right on this sword light impartially.

With a 'snort', the sharp sword body did not hinder it in the slightest, and directly cut the winter sword in half and shattered it.

At the moment when Nangong Xingchen blocked this sword, Han Chen was already attacking with a sword.

With this sword, Han Chen didn't use any sword style, just an ordinary sword straight stab.

For Nangong Xingchen, who is known for his speed, gorgeous moves are not practical, because when you cast the move, he has already attacked.

Not only did he waste his true essence to perform moves, but he also lost the opportunity and fell into passivity.

In such a fast-paced battle, such a result is very dangerous, but it is better to go straight to the sword.

"It's good to come!" Nangong Xingchen's eyes lit up, he didn't retreat or dodge, his arm was raised, his long sword moved, and he faced Han Chen with a sword.

Clang!

As the sparks flew in all directions, the energy spread, turning into a faint shock wave that swept towards the surroundings.

Han Chen and Nangong Xingchen separated, took a step back, and as soon as the soles of their feet stepped on the ground, the floor cracked, and the power of the shock was instantly removed.

Swish!

Nangong Xingchen is not only extremely fast, but also extremely fast, at the moment of unloading the power of the shock, and at the same time, with the faint power of the shattered floor, "Star Shadow Step" is cast, the body rushes forward, the sword shoots out of the meteor, and attacks Han Chen.

At the same time, Han Chen also raised his sword to meet him. Fighting for sword speed, he may not be afraid.

He has cultivated the sword so far, and he attaches great importance to the foundation, whether it is the speed of drawing the sword, the speed of the sword, or the basic sword style, he attaches great importance to it.

Although he is inferior to Nangong Xingchen in terms of cultivation time, there is one thing that Nangong Xingchen can't compare.

That's the power of the flesh.

With the blessing of physical strength, supplemented by True Yuan, the wolf tooth sword, which weighs more than 100 catties, does not feel the slightest weight in his hands, and can completely increase the speed to Cheng Dù, which is comparable to Nangong Xingchen.

The two figures collided, and the dazzling sword curtain instantly appeared, filling the void, and the figures of the two were completely wrapped in it, only the two swords struck each other, and the sound of 'clanging' fine iron clashing continued to sound. (To be continued......)