There was chaos in the martial arts arena, and at this moment, in addition to Yan Lingdong and the three of them, who couldn't act rashly, there were only Ling Ziqian, as well as Miyamoto Junxia in the stands opposite, and the two ninjas of the Fuso Ninja Academy behind him who looked full of momentum.

Miyamoto Junxia looks very different from the beginning of spring, not only has the momentum become domineering, but also the surging fire energy is entangled around the body, wisps of subtle pitch-black flames continue to flash in the void, and then quickly disappear into nothingness!

And behind him, there is also a divine sword with an extremely long hilt, the slender hilt is almost the same length as Miyamoto Junxia's arm, the shape is peculiar, and it looks extremely lethal!

This sword has a special name, called: Ten Fist Sword, also known as Tianyu Feather Slash, is the sword of the gods in Fuso mythology, the sword contains great divine power, and I don't know where Miyamoto Junxia got it!

When Ling Ziqian found the Miyamoto Chunxia opposite, Miyamoto Chunxia also saw Ling Ziqian, who was dressed in white and floating like a fairy on the opposite side!

The young man's originally silent eyes suddenly burst into a brilliant light, that is the manifestation of the majestic battle intent in his heart, the power of God in his body, the sword of God in his hand, the purpose of Miyamoto Chunxia's visit to China this time is to fight with Ling Ziqian again!

Seeing Ling Ziqian at this moment, the battle intent in his heart could no longer be suppressed, only to see that the pitch-black flames flashing around him continued to condense, and finally turned into a pitch-black flame body, covering Miyamoto Junxia's body!

The young man took off the Ten Perfect Sword behind his back, held the long hilt with both hands, and then swung the Sword of the Gods in his hand towards Ling Ziqian!

The scabbard that had not yet been taken off the Ten Perfect Sword was immediately like an arrow off the string, with a violent whistling sound, approaching Ling Ziqian!

In the face of Miyamoto Chunxia's menacing blow, Ling Ziqian did not dodge or retreat, and when the power in his body surged, his body surface was covered with a thin layer of gray true yuan!

"Click!" The scabbard of the Ten Perfect Sword was also made of unusual materials, but between the collision of Miyamoto Chunxia's pitch-black flame power and Ling Ziqian's Tai Chi Realm True Yuan, it immediately burst into a pile of broken wood chips!

Countless sawdust flew, and the two ninjas behind Miyamoto Junxia disappeared at this moment, and a layer of thick pitch-black flames were also enveloped on Miyamoto Junxia's Ten Perfect Sword!

Ling Ziqian flicked the hem of his clothes, and then with a backhand of his right hand, the invisible blade cut through the void, bringing up invisible ripples in the air!

"Ding!" Two snow-white and bright katana swords cut through the void behind Ling Ziqian, like two bright bolts of lightning, hitting Ling Ziqian's back, but they were blocked by the invisible blade of the afterimage, making a crisp sound!

"Whew!" those two ninjas are not mediocre hands, otherwise they would not be staying by Miyamoto Junxia's side at this moment, but they didn't show any panic when they saw a blow missed, and after putting away the knife, they turned around, and the two turned into a puff of smoke and disappeared!

Ling Ziqian was about to cause the golden ripples in his eyes to search for the two ninjas, when he saw a pitch-black figure with a violent whistling sound, approaching extremely quickly!

But it was Miyamoto Chunxia, whose whole body was wrapped in pitch-black flames, who was brandishing the Ten Perfect Sword that was also wrapped in pitch-black flames and attacking Ling Ziqian!

"Ding, ding, ding!"

The invisible long sword in Ling Ziqian's hand spun around rapidly, and Cheng Ying and Shiquan Sword collided in the air more than a dozen times in an instant, and countless sparks escaped between the two!

In this short contact, Ling Ziqian discovered that the pitch-black flame on Miyamoto Chunxia's body had a peculiar characteristic, which seemed to be not high, but it had the characteristic of never giving up without burning out the target!

On the invisible blade of the shadow in Ling Ziqian's hand, where it collided with the Ten Perfect Sword, it was already covered with a thin layer of pitch-black flames!

What Ling Ziqian didn't know was that this pitch-black flame was the new power that Miyamoto Junxia had obtained, and this power came from the legendary Amaterasu god in Fuso.

Amaterasu is the god of the sun in the mythology of Fuso, and what Junxia Miyamoto exerts is Amaterasu's unique power, the fire of Amaterasu!

"Whoosh!"

Just as Ling Ziqian was thinking about how to wipe out the pitch-black flames on the shadow, the sound of a sharp blade cutting through the air suddenly came from behind him!

"Open!" Feeling the faint chill emanating from behind him, the True Yuan in Ling Ziqian's body was running rapidly, and the gray Tai Chi Realm True Yuan covered on the surface of his body visibly swelled outwards with the naked eye!

If the previous Tai Chi Realm True Yuan was like a thin shirt attached to Ling Ziqian, then the current True Yuan shield was like putting a thick layer of armor on Ling Ziqian!

Even the Shadow Bearing Sword was also covered with a thin layer of gray True Yuan, and it was the tenacious pitch-black flame that was also covered by that gray True Yuan, and it was extinguished silently!

"Boom!"

The pitch-black Miyamoto Junxia was forced back by Ling Ziqian's sudden powerful force, and was blasted straight out of the stands, falling towards the martial arts arena!

"Huh!"

Seeing that Miyamoto Chunxia was temporarily repulsed, Ling Ziqian turned around, and the Chengying Sword lightly slashed through the two katana swords that had already touched Ling Ziqian's clothes!

Although the swords of these two ninjas are also relatively superior ninja swords, after all, they have not yet reached the strength of famous swords, and they cannot be compared with the Chengying Sword, and in just an instant, they were cut off by the Chengying Sword covered by the True Yuan of the Taiji Realm!

But the katana was broken, and the two ninjas were stunned for a moment, although it was only an instant, but they were still seized by Ling Ziqian!

The invisible blade of the Chengying Sword dissipated for a few seconds, and the hilt of Chengying's sword smashed into the faces of the two ninjas standing side by side under Ling Ziqian's swing!

The two ninjas' pitch-black masks were suddenly moistened with their own blood, and as soon as their bodies went limp, they fell to the ground and fainted!

In the end, Ling Ziqian still didn't kill him, but just knocked the two unconscious, after all, Fusang Ninja Academy and Xinze Academy had come to Huaqing Academy to provoke for a while, and they hadn't heard of any deaths.

So Ling Ziqian didn't want to set this precedent, after all, he was invited by Yan Lingdong to help with the fist, that is, to fight for the Huaqing Academy, and it was not good to follow his own heart too much on this occasion!

Although Junxia Miyamoto lost a blow by surprise, he still couldn't hit him with that blow!

After he stunned a few Huaqing students who rushed towards him in the martial arts arena, he jumped hard, turned into a black afterimage, and came to the stands again!

"Buzz!"

Miyamoto Chunxia is menacing, in order to fight to the death with Ling Ziqian again.

However, what he was facing was a sword that Ling Ziqian had already prepared for action in the stands!

The invisible blade trembled slightly, marking a gray mark in the void that was so faint that it was almost invisible!

"Click!"

This sword directly cut through the pitch-black and sufficient method of Miyamoto Junxia's fire, and it also left a slender wound on Miyamoto Junxia's face, who couldn't avoid it!

"Hah!"

Before Ling Ziqian could take advantage of the victory to pursue, Miyamoto Chunxia suddenly shouted, and the chakra in his body suddenly erupted, and the pitch-black Amaterasu Fire was flourishing, and he actually got rid of Ling Ziqian's unparalleled sword momentum!

"I was careless, and I'm going to fight you with all my might!" "Junxia Miyamoto wiped the blood from his face, and he couldn't accept his repeated defeats!

I saw that he was holding the Ten Perfect Sword tightly, and the Amaterasu Fire on his body began to change again!

The flame of Amaterasu, which had condensed into a sufficient shape, began to expand violently, pushing away the seats installed in the stands around it, but in just a second or two, the flame of Amaterasu turned into a translucent black demon god five or six meters high!

With four arms and a thick set of flame armor, the demon god looks imposing, the kind of character that is not easy to deal with at first glance!

Under the power of Amaterasu's fire, Miyamoto Junxia quietly suspended the position of the Flame Demon God's chest, and was tightly wrapped in it by the black Flame Demon God!

"Let's fight again!"

With the blessing of Amaterasu's fire, Miyamoto Junxia was suddenly full of confidence, and with a finger of the Ten Perfect Sword in his hand, he saw that the four arms of the Flame Demon God had condensed into a long-handled Flame Divine Sword, and he opened his legs and walked towards Ling Ziqian!

Take a closer look, the four flame swords are all the appearance of the Ten Perfect Sword, obviously Miyamoto Junxia used special means to bless the power of the Ten Perfect Sword to the Flame Demon God!

Ling Ziqian and Miyamoto Chunxia were not far away, and if the Flame Demon God took a step with all his might, one step would be at least three or four meters away, and in just two steps, the Flame Demon God had already come to Ling Ziqian's side, raising the divine sword in his hand, ready to split!

This is also the martial arts arena of Huaqing Academy, which is big enough and high enough, otherwise, let alone wielding the already long Ten Perfect Sword Phantom, I'm afraid that it will be extremely difficult for this flame demon god to walk normally!

Facing the menacing four swords of the Flame Demon God, Ling Ziqian took a look at the shadow in his hand, and several brilliant and peerless sword lights burst out from the tip of the illusory and formless sword of the shadow!

That sword light was like a spirit, forming a dazzling, ethereal sword light net in the void, firmly blocking the four divine swords smashed by the Flame Demon God!

This Dao sword light is the basic sword light of the Flying Immortal Sword Technique that Ji Shuyu taught Ling Ziqian at the beginning, although it is the foundation, but this Flying Immortal Sword Technique is worthy of being a supreme sword master, and this basic sword light is so powerful and powerful!

It's not that Ling Ziqian hasn't comprehended the higher level of the Flying Immortal Sword Technique, but just with the basic attack of the Flame Demon God of Miyamoto Chunxia, he can't force Ling Ziqian's higher strength!

"Boom!"

The four divine swords burning with pitch-black flames smashed into the ethereal sword light net, and suddenly a deafening loud bang broke out, and the entire martial arts arena seemed to be shaken!

Around Ling Ziqian and the Flame Demon God, there were scattered and flying seats that were shaken by the violent air currents!

If it were normal, the battle in the stands would definitely cause everyone to watch and comment, but today, the entire martial arts arena has fallen into a big scuffle, and everyone is already too busy to take care of themselves, how can they have time to see what is happening on the stage!

And Yan Lingdong and the three of them have already fallen into an imposing confrontation, so naturally they can't take care of the situation here for the time being, so this time, the duel that looks like an extraordinary momentum is no one watching!