"The way of feng shui of the sword is a product. ”

"The sword momentum is the sword momentum of the gold of a product. ”

"The sword momentum of the thunder of the first product. ”

"The sword momentum of the water of a product. ”

Qi Ming saw the move, and cast a sword move that was mutually reinforcing.

A bucket-thick water wind dragon shot out, shaking its head and tail, and rushing out with teeth and claws.

A sharp sword came out of its sheath and erupted into a terrifying sword roar.

A bucket-thick brontosaurus burst out.

A bucket-thick anaconda shot in.

Rise.

The dragon's roar sounded, shaking the heavens and the earth, resounding through the heavens and the earth.

The dragon of wind and fire and the dragon of feng shui collided fiercely together, and they were about to rise.

Ssangyong is evenly matched, evenly matched.

Immediately, the two golden swords also collided together, and a sonorous sound of gold and iron clashing erupted, shaking the heavens and the earth, resounding throughout the universe.

The two thunder dragons also collided together, bursting out with terrifying thunder power.

The two anacondas also bombarded together, and the sound of the water was loud.

Thundered.

The explosions continued, and the explosions were repeated.

The entire jousting ring was covered in explosions.

The aftermath of the explosion rippled out, setting off gusts of wind that swept in all directions, sweeping through nine days and ten lands.

The sand and rocks were flying, the leaves were rustling, the roofs were about to be torn off, and many students were swept into the sky.

Seeing this, Dean Gu Tingye immediately waved the sleeves of his robe, and a majestic and heavy force rippled out, suppressing all the sword qi that leaked out.

"It's so strong. ”

All the elders, as well as the teachers, had shocked expressions on their faces.

He is worthy of being a strong martial artist.

But.

Now.

The two people in the competition ring also made frequent sword moves, slashing each other with dozens of swords.

It is all a competition of the first product of the sword potential, and it does not involve the second product of the sword potential.

Maybe the two of them want to prove their kendo.

Or maybe the two of them fought heartily and didn't want to end it so soon.

Soon.

The two of them used all the attributes of the sword power and the sword path.

The two are evenly divided, no matter how good they are.

"Sword Momentum Second Grade!"

Immediately, the sword mark retracted and stood up, and stabbed out a sword again.

This sword is plain and much less powerful, but there is a sharp edge, and when it is unstoppable, it seems to wipe out all the enemies in front of it.

"The second grade of the sword momentum. ”

Qi Ming also stabbed a sword.

The same membal, the same sharp, the same unstoppable.

Knort.

The swords intersected, and a sound of gold and iron clashing exploded.

Resounding through the heavens and the earth, shaking the world.

The terrifying sword power rippled out, as if the Nine Heavens Furious Dragon had swept across the four seas and eight wildernesses, nine heavens and ten earths.

"What a terrible sword!"

"It's unbelievable, such a simple straight stab can burst out with such a great power, it's really unbelievable to him. ”

"It's really worthy of being the Sword Alliance Leader's Sword Scar Senior, Qi Ming's strength should not be underestimated, no wonder he can defeat so many Sword Alliance masters. ”

“......”

The onlookers looked shocked and discussed.

The dean, the elders, and the teachers all nodded secretly, their faces satisfied.

They could see that Sword Scar and Qi Ming had a very deep understanding of the second grade of the sword potential.

Sonorous.

The sound of gold and iron continued to sound, one after another, endlessly.

Qi Ming and the figures of Sword Mark quickly approached in the ring of the competition, and then staggered.

Although Qi Ming cultivated the eight steps of Baixuan, he only cultivated to the second step, and the speed of movement was not too fast, and the sword marks were still catching up, which made Qi Ming have no advantage in speed.

"Sword Momentum Three Grades - The Way of Destruction!"

Seeing that the sword marks couldn't take Qi Ming, the battle intent became higher and higher, and then the sword momentum was displayed three grades.

The terrifying aura of destruction rippled out, as if it was about to destroy the whole world.

This aura is more powerful and terrifying than the attribute sword, and it is also more terrifying than the second grade of the sword power, as if it wants to destroy the space.

"Qi Ming, let me see your sword momentum three grades!"

The battle of sword marks was high, and his eyes looked directly at Qi Ming, shouting.

"The Three Grades of Sword Momentum - The Way of Killing. ”

Qi Ming's whole body trembled with the same excitement, he never had an opponent who could make him shoot with all his might, which was a pity.

And now, he can do it at full strength.

The terrifying killing aura spread, and the air turned scarlet, and the bloody aura was extremely thick.

Kill, kill, kill!

The terrible killing aura erupted, as if it had become a battlefield, with corpses strewn across the field and rivers of blood.

The way of destruction, the heavens and the earth are shattered, the mountains and rivers are shattered, the sun and the moon are without light, and everything is in ruins.

The way of killing, the pure killing air, this place is like a battlefield, full of dead bodies, blood soaked in the sky and the earth.

"What a terrifying momentum, is this the third grade of sword momentum?"

"You can smell the smell of annihilation and blood from afar. ”

"I can't take it anymore, I'm throwing up. ”

“......”

The onlookers had heavy faces and began to discuss.

The dean, the elders, and the teachers also became solemn, and their eyes became serious.

The sword is a three-grade sword, even if they may not be able to master it.

But now, they saw that the two geniuses had mastered the three grades of sword power, and it was the terrifying way of destruction and the way of killing among the three grades of sword power.

I'm afraid that some teachers are no longer the opponents of Qi Ming and Sword Marks.

To be honest, the sword mark is already a martial artist, and his cultivation is much higher than Qi Ming's.

But Jian Ming opened up one hundred and eight meridians, and the true qi in his body was extremely thick.

Coupled with the recent purification of true qi by the glazed pure flame, this gives Qi Ming's true qi a certain advantage in terms of quantity and quality.

This is the only way to fight against the sword marks all the time.

Bang.

An earth-shattering bang exploded.

Dozens of zhang long, the sword light containing the way of destruction and dozens of zhang long, containing the way of killing, slashed together.

The aftermath of the collision rippled away, directly setting off gusts of wind, instantly sweeping through the nine heavens and ten lands, and the four seas and eight wildernesses.

Suddenly, the wind was blowing, the sand was flying, the leaves were rustling, and the roofs were about to be torn over, as if the world was apocalypse.

If it weren't for Dean Gu Tingye's strength to suppress it, I'm afraid that the entire martial arts ring would be in ruins.

And at the moment.

The jousting ring was littered with sword marks, and the entire ground was cut to pieces, which was terrifying.

Qi Ming and Sword Scar stood in the center of the storm, their black hair dancing wildly, their robes hunting, but their bodies did not move.

Eyes collided in the void, bursting with blazing sparks.

"Hahaha! happy, so happy, Qi Ming, take my last sword!"

Sword Scar sensed the opportunity to break through and laughed.

"Martial Soul Present!"

With a low shout, a sword martial spirit appeared behind the sword mark.

The sword is quaint and unusual, but it gives people a sense of sharpness, as if it can pierce the sky.

Knort.

The sword exploded with the sound of unsheathing, and the sound of breaking gold and clouds erupted.

This is a yellow-level seventh-grade martial soul.

Seeing this, Qi Ming also knew that he couldn't hide his strength anymore, otherwise he might lose.