Chapter Thirty-Six: The Stars as Guiding Swords Shine in All Directions
Everyone knows that this person is the first person under the God Transformation of the Tiandao Sect, and a ruthless person who has truly killed the God Transformation monks on the battlefield.
Chen Qiang is no exception. The younger generations of various sects mentioned by Lu Qingyao naturally include him.
But what Chen Qiang really cared about was the gossip Lu Qingyao told him.
It is said that Yang Sandao was in love with Lin Rou'er of Bingxuan Sect, and even dared to hurt his fellow sect for her sake. For this, he was punished many times but did not want to repent.
However, Lin Rou'er never expressed her feelings, so she kept hanging on to Yang Sandao and often instructing Yang Sandao to do this or that.
Chen Qiang therefore sympathized with Yang Sandao. Isn't this just a licking of a dog?
Now that Yang Sandao came to the stage to challenge, Chen Qiang had reason to wonder if Lin Rouer was the instigator.
"Lin Rou'er? I don't seem to know her, and I haven't offended her, right?" Chen Qiang touched his chin, recalled it over and over again, and found that he really didn't know Lin Rou'er.
But with his sharp eyes, he suddenly saw a woman next to Li Tianran in the audience, who happened to be smiling and interacting with another man and Li Tianran, which made him thoughtful.
There was no way, who made Li Tianran wear the clothes of a Jian Sect disciple and stand alone in the crowd of Bingxuan Sect and Youjian Sect? It was too conspicuous!
"Chen Qiang, thank you." Yang Sandao crossed his arms and said excitedly.
"Um?"
This inexplicable thank you made Chen Qiang confused.
"Hehe, Rou'er said that if I defeat you, I will agree to be my Taoist companion."
Yang Sandao narrowed his eyes slightly, with a smile on his lips. He looked at Chen Qiang and slowly approached him: "And you are about to be defeated by me. Tell me, should I thank you?"
Yang Sandao's body exudes strong fluctuations of true energy, his momentum is surging, and his sword intent is constantly condensing.
Chen Qiang frowned. He felt a dangerous aura on Yang Sandao.
But there was one sentence that he did not express unhappy.
Chen Qiang looked at Yang Sandao with a sincere face and said seriously: "Brother Yang!"
"Lick the dog, lick the dog, lick until the end, and you'll have nothing left!"
"Listen to Brother Qiang's advice. Women will only affect the speed of drawing your sword!"
As soon as these words came out, Yang Sandao's figure really froze.
The next moment, a surge of monstrous anger rose from his body, and along with his sword intent, it transformed into a fire dragon, winding and circling, roaring behind him.
"roar!"
"Damn it! Chen Qiang, you are looking for death!!"
"I hate people calling me a dog licker the most. Rou'er and I are in love with each other and we are in love!!!"
Yang Sandao was like a roaring god. He flipped his wrist and a large sword with a red blade and a black back suddenly appeared in his hand.
Carrying the power of the billowing fire dragon, he struck at Chen Qiang with a knife.
"Die! Crazy Three Swordsman, First Style!"
"Red Flame Dragon Slash!!"
Yang Sandao's eyes were filled with bloodthirsty light, and the scorching temperature instantly swept across the entire place. The thin snow that had just accumulated melted away in an instant, leaving no trace of moisture behind.
Chen Qiang's eyes narrowed suddenly as he looked at the giant flame dragon rising into the sky.
He waved his right hand suddenly, and ten flying swords reappeared, floating around his body, releasing a terrifying edge, as if they were about to pierce the sky.
At the moment when the fire dragon attacked, ten flying swords intertwined into a sword gang and strangled towards the fire dragon.
Rumble!!!——
The terrifying explosion was deafening, and the entire martial arts arena trembled.
Yang Sandao and Chen Qiang took ten steps back and then looked at each other.
Without any hesitation, Yang Sanda raised his sword and pressed forward. The whole body and his sword were as if they were one body. The sword intent soaring to the sky was concentrated but not released. Before Chen Qiang could use the sword, he slashed out with another sword.
"Crazy Three Swordsmen, Second Style!"
"The sword's intention is to burn the sky!!"
In an instant, the sword energy in the sky surged, and wisps of sword energy gathered at one point, pouring down towards Chen Qiang like a violent storm.
"The stars lead to sword skills, and the sky reaches the sky!"
Chen Qiang was also unambiguous. He pointed his sword forward with both hands, and a series of shock waves flashed through the void, shattering the sword energy in the sky. The sword energy swept out, with a trace of thunder and lightning, and went straight to Yang Sandao.
Yang Sandao also showed no signs of weakness. His muscles all tensed up, and all the energy in his body poured into the sword, causing it to glow with a dazzling red light.
A sword light that was ten feet long fell from mid-air, crushed the sword energy, and slashed towards Chen Qiang!
Seeing that Chen Qiang no longer had a sword to use, the timid female cultivator of the Sword Sect was so frightened that her face turned pale and she closed her eyes and did not dare to look again.
Sun Man, who was above the void, also looked nervous and was ready to rescue him at any time.
Chen Qiang's performance and revealed cultivation speed deeply shocked him. He thought he had overestimated him in the letter to the sect leader, but he didn't expect that he underestimated him in the end.
Now Chen Qiang, he doesn't dare to let the other party make any mistakes!
At the critical moment, in Chen Qiang's dantian, Nascent Soul suddenly opened his eyes, his yin and yang pupils rotated rapidly, and a golden Tai Chi Bagua formation quickly formed in front of him.
Bang!!!--
In an instant, the sword light collided with the formation, and an extremely destructive force spread instantly.
Chen Qiang and Yang Sandao were both blown away a hundred meters by the strong aftermath. They reached the edge of the martial arts arena, where they steadied themselves and looked at each other from a distance.
Different from the solemn look in Yang Sandao's eyes, there was joy on Chen Qiang's face.
"You can be sure that using the "Tianxing Sword Technique", my strength must have reached the level of a god!"
"And my Nascent Soul seems to have some wonderful uses. It seems that I will have to find time to study it in detail in the future."
The audience stand was already silent. Everyone looked at Chen Qiang as if they were looking at a monster, full of shock and horror.
"Hi~!"
"This Chen Qiang was able to block two of Yang Sandao's swords. He is indeed a man who can defeat Murong Yue!"
"Oh my god, these two are freaks. They are just Nascent Souls. They are so powerful in a fight. Ordinary god-forming monks are no match for them."
"But this Chen Qiang actually dares to call Yang Sandao a licker in public. With the remaining blow, Yang Sandao will definitely kill him!"
"Yes, I was lucky enough to see that knife once. I can only say that Chen Qiang is in danger."
The late winter night came very early, and it was night in a blink of an eye.
By this time, the heavy snow had long since stopped, and the night sky seemed unusually deep, with brilliant stars, and the entire mountain peak was illuminated brightly.
Looking up at the stars in the sky, Chen Qiang couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth slightly.
""Tian Xing Yin Sword Technique", let me see how strong you can be in actual combat at night!"
The next moment, Chen Qiang launched the attack first.
Uh-huh!!!
Flying swords flew rapidly around Chen Qiang, and then, following the direction that his sword pointed, they rushed out one after another. The speed was so fast that it even surpassed the speed of lightning.
No one noticed that the light of the stars was slowly flowing on the sword of each sword.
"Tian Xing Yin Sword Technique!"
"The stars are the guide, and the sword shines in all directions! Quick!!"
Chapter completed!