Zhang Song secretly screamed that it was not good, and hurriedly retreated to try to distance himself.

"It's stupid that you still have the heart to save others at this time!"

Ji Chengsong kicked the ground, like an arrow off the string, and caught up with Zhang Songwen in the blink of an eye, the giant sword in his hand was raised high, the black gas on the sword condensed but did not disperse, and a blow fell, as if there was an irresistible momentum.

Zhang Songwen hurriedly raised his sword to block, only to hear a crisp sound, the blade of the broken sword was disconnected from the handle, and only one hilt remained in Zhang Songwen's hand.

This sword is finally no longer usable.

"Now you don't even have a blade, why are you fighting me?"

Ji Chengsong was triumphant, carrying a giant sword and slowly approaching Zhang Songwen, thinking in his heart how to play with him.

Just when Zhang Song heard that all thoughts were lost, a white light suddenly appeared from the pile of treasures on the side, and an old voice resounded throughout the audience.

"Boy, take the sword!"

Zhang Song didn't have time to think about it, jumped high to catch the white light, and when he landed, there was already a long sword in his hand.

This sword turned out to be the unadulterated sword he had seen before!

Before, Zhong Lidao tried to hide the Wufu Sword in the ground, but at that time he didn't know that the underground was the cave of the sword maniac, and his throw was too strong, causing the Wufu Sword to penetrate the soil layer and fall straight into the cave, and was later found by the people of the Blood Sword Gate who came to hunt for treasures.

And the reason why the sword maniac who stayed in the sword did not take away those who had picked up the sword was because these people did not get into his eyes in terms of cultivation or qualifications, so he simply hid in the pile of treasures, waiting for the final champion in the ring, but he met Zhang Songwen.

"Relax your body, eliminate distractions, and let the old man help you. ”

The sword maniac recognized Zhang Songwen, and also guessed that Zhong Lidao must be nearby, he thought that he probably couldn't escape Zhong Lidao's perception, so he simply appeared and helped out to show kindness.

"What if you change the sword, it's just a lingering breath!" Ji Chengsong repeated his old skills, raised the giant sword, and struck with all his strength, intending to break the sword in Zhang Songwen's hand again.

As a result, before the giant sword fell, the green light shield that shrouded half of the field suddenly shattered, turning into a little fluorescence, and then, a monstrous sword intent suddenly rose from Zhang Songwen's body.

The sword intent is formless and qualitative, but it is as sharp as a knife, forcing people to retreat.

When that sword intent rushed out, Zhang Songwen's body had already been taken over by the sword maniac.

The sword maniac has been trapped in the sword for thousands of years, and he has not done anything with anyone for thousands of years, but now he finally possessed Zhang Songwen and had the opportunity to swing the sword.

After a thousand years of imprisonment, the sword maniac's thirst for battle is stronger than ever. When he grasped the sword again, he only felt that the will to fight in his body continued to gush out as if it could not be stopped.

However, the sword maniac did not resist this feeling, but was ecstatic, and at this moment he felt a boundless joy, as if he had been waiting for a thousand years, just for the arrival of this moment.

"Pretending to be a ghost!"

In the face of such a strong sword intent, Ji Chengsong had a bad premonition, and took three steps back, but seeing that the other party was not pursuing, he snorted coldly and swung out a sword qi as a test.

Seeing the sword qi attacking, the sword madness did not dodge or dodge, the unvain sword in his hand was gently raised, and the sword qi was volleyed in the air, and the menacing pitch-black sword qi unexpectedly decomposed on its own.

Ji Chengsong's sword qi was just forcibly triggered by spiritual power, which seemed to be powerful and terrifying, but when he encountered a sword master like a sword maniac, it exposed the essence of being vain.

The sword maniac's method of destroying the sword qi is very simple, he condenses the spiritual power into a needle, and accurately hits the balance point on the sword qi, and the balance of the spiritual power that builds the sword qi is destroyed, and the sword qi collapses on its own.

Whether there is a blessing of sword intent on the sword qi, its degree of condensation is completely different two results, the sword qi without sword intent is like a toothless tiger, but it just seems ferocious.

But Ji Chengsong didn't know the deep meaning, and thought that Zhang Songwen had forcibly erased his sword qi by some brutal means, and his face suddenly changed greatly.

"Could it be that this kid has also mastered some kind of secret technique that can improve his cultivation in a short period of time?" Ji Chengsong hurriedly sensed it, but found that Zhang Songwen's cultivation had not changed at all compared to before.

In this way, Ji Chengsong was a little puzzled.

Previously, in order to prevent the sword qi from hitting his friend, Zhang Songwen did not hesitate to consume spiritual power to expand the light shield, so that he was able to stop the sword qi. If he had the strength to forcibly wipe out the sword qi at that time, why would he use another method to stop it with half the effort?

Ji Chengsong couldn't think of it even if he thought about it, the person standing in front of him now, although his appearance and cultivation realm had not changed, but in terms of kendo and combat experience, he was no longer the same.

"Why don't you do it? Mother-in-law, mother-in-law, like a girl. The sword maniac had been looking forward to Ji Chengsong's next move, but after waiting for a long time, Ji Chengsong just stood in place and looked at him with a wary face, which made him feel bored, so he opened his mouth to urge.

This is the second time that Ji Chengsong has been scolded by the same person in one day, and the content of the two scoldings is the same, this kind of thing is the first time he has encountered it in his life.

Ji Chengsong was so angry that his hand holding the sword was trembling, he wanted to vent all his anger, and desperately picked up the giant sword to slap the person in front of him into pulp, but his only trace of reason told him not to be impulsive, maybe the other party was laying a trap waiting for him to throw himself into the net.

"Here you go!"

Ji Chengsong forcibly suppressed his anger and gestured for Zhang Songwen to attack first.

The onlookers were in an uproar!

In their cognition, Ji Chengsong will never give up any opportunity to attack, even if the price is broken hands and feet, he will not hesitate to do so.

And now, in the face of such ridicule from his opponent, Ji Chengsong actually gave up attacking and turned to defense, which completely violated Ji Chengsong's fighting style in everyone's impression.

Is this still Ji Chengsong?

The answer is naturally yes, Ji Chengsong is still the same Ji Chengsong, he was not possessed by others like Zhang Songwen.

The reason why Ji Chengsong would rather be seriously injured than stay on the offensive in the battle with others is because he firmly believes that under his attack, the other party will only be more seriously injured than him, so he has a move that seems crazy in the eyes of others, but now, he is not completely sure.

This is also where Ji Chengsong is smart.

If he can win, as long as he doesn't die, he can go crazy.

But if the outcome is unpredictable, he can also suppress the madness and become calm.

"You let me attack first?hahahaha, that's what you said, don't regret it. The sword maniac laughed a few times, lifted the sword, pulled a few sword flowers, and then pointed at Ji Chengsong with the long sword.

"I'm done, you're ready to take it. ”