Gan Gang has never had any doubts about his own strength, so every battle is a kind of enjoyment for him, enjoying the blood splashing and the wonderful feeling of cutting through the flesh when the eight-foot-long knife cuts through a powerful opponent!
This is a swordsman born for fighting. He is born to like killing and fighting, and never stops.
Whoosh!
The dark red sword light formed tens of thousands of feet of sword light and slashed across the void. It was fierce and ruthless, like the pressure of the sky!
The first sword strike by Gan Gang showed how powerful he was. One strike was clean and sharp, enough to easily cut several monks at the late Earth Soul Realm level in half!
Obviously, in the previous extreme survival battle, he obviously had reservations and did not unleash his full strength.
Groan!
No movement was seen from Feng Caichen, only a clear sword chant was heard, and the Yangwu Sword appeared in his hand, and then he slashed out like a flowing cloud, with the perfect posture.
A bright sword light appeared across the sky, as bright as moonlight or flowing water, as if it came from outside the sky, like the first light of heaven and earth!
when!
A sonorous sound resounded, which was the collision between the sword blade and the sword body. Endless sparks shot into the void. When the sword light and sword light hit one place, it was like two stars colliding, erupting with endless sword energy and sword energy. !
The sword energy flew wildly, cutting across the nine heavens and ten earths, and the entire void was shattered by it!
The sword energy roared, flying in the sky and the sun and moon, killing all directions like dragons!
The two figures retreated each other, and a terrifying counter-shock air wave splashed into the void, enveloping endless knife energy and sword energy, filling the entire arena. Fortunately, it was blocked by the Yuanli light film, otherwise there would be a huge fire in the arena. Many heads flew up and blood was scattered in all directions!
After the violent collision of the first blow, the two seemed to be evenly matched, and neither could do anything to the other.
On the throne, Ye Wuque's bright eyes flickered and the corners of his mouth curved. Only he knew that Feng Caichen was actually showing mercy.
It seems that Lao Feng's interest has indeed been aroused. After finally meeting a powerful swordsman, he naturally wants to enjoy it to the fullest.
"Hahahaha! Good! Happy! You are the first one who can withstand 70% of my strength and still be unharmed after being struck with a knife. It seems that I can have a good time today!"
A maniacal laughter sounded from the fierce sword light. The eight-foot-long sword sliced through the void and poked out from the sword light. With a sense of madness and ruthlessness, Gan Gang used the sword again!
As he said, the power of this second sword is 30% stronger than the first sword!
Therefore, wherever the eight-foot-long sword passed, the void directly collapsed and cracked. The dark red sword was burning with sword light like blood flames. It was a more terrifying force formed after the sword energy was compressed to the extreme!
"Sword evil?"
The elegant minister in white clothes stood with a sword in his hand. When he saw the long sword, his clear eyes suddenly lit up, as if he was happy to see the hunter.
The next moment, the four-foot-long sword blade of Yangwu Sword also burst out with unparalleled light, and burned with a bright flame like the sun. It was the sword evil spirit!
Ding-ding-ding-ding!
On the battle platform, two figures clashed fiercely and collided continuously. This time, what was filled was no longer sword energy and sword energy, but sword evil and sword evil that were ten times more terrifying, and their destructive power and lethality were also ten times more terrifying!
So in just a few dozen breaths, countless knife marks and sword marks appeared on the ground of the entire battle platform, which were as deep as three fingers thick!
You must know that the battle platform is made of extremely strong materials and can withstand wind and rain for countless years, but at this moment, it is so fragile under the sword of Qian Gang and Feng Caichen.
"Haha! So happy! Take me ten more blows!"
Gan Gang's wild laughter has never been heard since the beginning of the battle, and his laughter is getting more and more crazier and more exciting, as if he has found the most important meaning in life.
In this way, swords and swords were everywhere, swords and swords were roaring, and the world was shaking. Every monk from Longgu County who was watching the battle forgot to speak, and just stared at the battle with wide eyes. The exciting battle on stage is something you don’t want to miss.
At this moment, except for Ye Wuque, the rest of the super geniuses had their eyes flickering, staring at the two people fighting on the battlefield, their faces becoming solemn and cold, including the wild and invincible Su Yinxiu.
It was obvious that the strength that both Qian Gang and Feng Caichen had unleashed at this time had reached a level that made them extremely dignified.
Of course, except for one person, that is the Demon King Wan Ziliang.
Different from others, Wan Ziliang was also staring at the fighting Feng Caichen and Gan Gang, but his face was filled with desire and passion. Even his tall and majestic body was trembling slightly, but it was not fear, but It's excitement.
when!
A huge sound of swords clashing was heard, and an unimaginable surge of air exploded, directly tearing a huge gap in the battle platform. Amidst the endless sword light and the domineering sword light, a figure retreated away. Go, stab the ground with the long knife in your hand, but it still can't stop the retreat. The tip of the knife rubs against the ground of the battle platform, and endless sparks burst out!
When Gan Gang stabilized his body, he retreated nearly ten thousand feet!
The tiger's mouth holding the eight-foot-long sword had burst open, and blood flowed across it, staining the handle of the sword red. Five sword marks appeared on Gan Gang's body, two on both sides of the neck, two on the armpit, and one strikingly. Dantian area!
Five sword marks, five fatal positions, only scratched Gan Gang's martial robe, but did not penetrate deeply.
Gan Gang lowered his head and looked at the five sword marks on his body, and then looked at his right hand that burst out of the tiger's mouth. He suddenly looked up to the sky and laughed wildly, but there was no trace of anger or unwillingness at all!
Thousands of feet away, the elegant minister is standing with a sword in hand. He is dressed in peerless white. There is no joy or sadness in his clear eyes. There is no trace of embarrassment on his body. There is not even a trace of clutter in the corner of his clothes. The sword of Yangwu Sword in his hand is as clear as autumn water. People are intoxicated.
"I have struck a total of 3,962 knives, but none of them can hurt a hair on your face, and I have died five times and more. Although I am arrogant and crazy, I still want to do it today." Let me put it bluntly, you are the most powerful swordsman I have ever seen! I feel extremely happy to fight with you, but it would be too boring to just give in, so I have one last sword..."
Qian Gang's voice sounded slowly, still crazy, but with a hint of cherishment and piety that he had never seen before.
The right hand with blood flowing all over it was slowly lifted up, and the eight-foot-long sword shone with a dark red light in the sun, but it was no longer the evil spirit of the sword, nor the aura of the sword, but the original brightness of the eight-foot-long sword.
"The name of this sword is... Jingji. It was acquired by chance when I was young. It has been with me all my life. All I have learned is here. Then, what follows is the Wrath Wentian of the Seven Styles of Sword Intent that I have learned!"