Liao Chen's swordsmanship was already extremely powerful. Even Ye Cheng had to admit the fact. Not only was his footwork light and swift, but what was even more powerful was the faint thunderous sound in his swordsmanship, which continuously roared in Ye Cheng's ears.
Even if he deliberately did not listen, he could not stop the roar of thunder.
Ye Cheng managed to block and dodge the long sword that was radiating cold light without panic. With his current strength, it would not be possible for Liao Chen to hurt him even if he wanted to. Moreover, she was still injured and had some scruples.
After dozens of moves, there was no one within five feet of him. Even Li Qing retreated far away. He looked at the fight in the field in horror, as if it was hard to imagine which sect had sent such a powerful disciple.
The female disciples of Emei were even more speechless, trying to understand how the person in front of them could reach out so powerfully. They were both players, so the idea of why there was such a big gap arose spontaneously. At the same time, they also watched carefully. After all, it is better to see the difference between the masters.
The fighting will be of great benefit to them in the future.
Ye Cheng secretly praised that Liao Chen's foundation was indeed very good. Even under the pressure, he still had such strong attack power despite his injuries. If he was still intact, he would probably have to use a lot of effort to kill this person. Even if he is now
I dare not say it simply.
After adapting to Chen's swordsmanship, Ye Cheng immediately planned a counterattack. Facing Chen's stabbing sword, he grabbed it with his right hand and stabbed the palm with the five fingers of his left hand to form a knife, slashing at her wrist. The angle and timing were chosen in a timely manner.
Even Chen Chen has to praise him.
Such a bold move was also because the opponent did not use green light, otherwise even if he was given ten courages, he would not dare to grab it with his hands. Even with the support of the ancient arm of the demon Buddha, it would be difficult to stop the terrifying green light sword energy.
Liao Chen snorted coldly. The long sword, which was not used at full strength, was naturally very controlled. With a flick of his wrist, he avoided the grab and stabbed at Ye Cheng's left elbow diagonally. After all, the distance advantage of the long sword was still there.
Obvious.
The cold air that penetrated the body made even Ye Cheng, who had the body-protecting Qi, feel a little stiff in the elbow of his left arm. However, his moves remained unchanged, only the attack position changed. The hand knife was filled with dense Qi and seemed to be extremely light.
The slash hit the sword's body, and the improved true cyclone was more concentrated than before, driving straight along the sword's body.
This was the first time I came into contact with a true cyclone. Liao Chen had never seen such a weird thing before. He only felt a bone-piercing pain in his right hand holding the sword. The rotating true energy could easily break through the heavy protection, and it had a devastating momentum.
In shock, he hurriedly stirred the sword body, and then escaped from Ye Cheng's palm. He even pulled away and flew back. He immediately mobilized all the energy in his body and managed to release this internal energy after a few breaths.
Ye Cheng laughed and said, "Master, why are you so anxious to admit defeat? I haven't tried my best yet!"
Soaring into the sky, his body was like an eagle spreading its wings, and he hooded the frightened Liao Chen. Ye Cheng, who found an opportunity, naturally opened fire, and suddenly the scorching energy that made people feel breathless once again filled the battlefield and stirred up the atmosphere.
The energy he got up was even more painful.
Liao Chen steadied his body and frowned. Now this young man was coming over him like a black cloud. He was afraid that he would really die if he didn't put in some efforts to keep the box under control. He immediately stopped paying attention to the injuries and placed his hands in his hands.
The long sword rotates and attacks, like an open sword umbrella, keeping it airtight.
With her always somewhat fiery temper, she didn't dare to take a defensive stance or attack rashly. She really wanted to contain this wave of offensive first so that she could make a comeback.
Ye Cheng said coldly: "Master is too timid!"
It seemed that the flying long sword was not very fast. Ye Cheng pointed out and hit the tip of the sword in the dense shadow of the sword. Regardless of the sharp and sharp internal force of the sword, he just counterattacked and turned the rapidly rotating sword.
The true cyclone blasted into the sword body, and then the ten fingers flicked again and again, hitting the sword body with every blow.
The sound of "ding ding ding" was endless, adding to the danger of this battle and making the anxious people on the side even more uneasy.
Only now did Liao Chen realize her mistake. Unfortunately, it was too late to change her moves. She could only bear the weight of a thousand pounds and resist the attack above her head. Every blow was so heavy for her, and it was sent along the sword body.
The secret energy caused the blood in her chest and abdomen to boil, almost re-inducing the injuries she had suffered under pressure.
The offensive like a black cloud came to an end temporarily with a clanging sound. Ye Cheng slapped the sword hard with both palms. He couldn't help but a trace of blood spilled from the corner of his mouth, and took advantage of the force to rise into the air again, his face
There was a chilling smile on his face, and the constant changes of his hands on his chest were exactly the mudra movements in the Arahant Kung Fu, a series of movements that were so fast that one could not distinguish them.
With the completion of this hand seal, Ye Cheng suddenly felt that all the energy in his body was mobilized and condensed on his hands. The white energy was wrapped around his fingers, constantly cutting the air around him, "Chichi"
The sound is endless, and people seem to feel its sharpness. If it is cut, it will definitely not make any difference if it is cut by a sharp blade.
If anyone here has seen the Nine Yin White Bone Claw used by Mei Chaofeng, they will naturally recognize this phenomenon as the characteristic of the operation of the Nine Yin White Bone Claw.
Liao Chen suffered some injuries from the last blow. The energy that penetrated his body affected a little bit of his injuries. Knowing that this competition might not go well, he calmed down and kept moving with his feet.
, the long sword in his hand also swung, and the speed gradually changed from extremely fast to slow, as if the sword weighed a thousand pounds.
But the silvery white light faintly flowing on the sword made people know that although this sword was still an ordinary sword, the power it contained was already extremely terrifying.
Both sides had their arrows on the string and had no choice but to shoot. The Yecheng Lingtai was completely empty, entering a state of no joy and no worries, just like an Arhat, which made people feel a sense of awe from the bottom of their hearts.
Taking advantage of the power of his flying body, he clenched his right hand into a fist. The black energy that was so rich that it couldn't be dispersed lingered on his right arm, and it actually started to rotate in a spiral way. The formidable aura made people think that the Shura under the Nine Netherworld had reappeared.
The human world is ordinary.
Two extreme feelings grew in everyone's hearts, and there was even a sense of anticipation for the final blow that was about to come.
"when--"
As the first punch hit the sword, Ye Cheng was frightened by the strength of the sword. At that moment, it seemed as if his body was paralyzed, and the true energy in his body suddenly stopped, and then began to flow rapidly again, but
It was the pause at that line that caused his attack to collapse in an instant. The original thunderous strike had no power and became a confrontation.
Seeing that he had snatched back a glimmer of life, Liao Chen was still willing to relax. In an instant, the long sword in his hand was rolled back with the force of the wind and the remaining clouds, leaving Ye Cheng in mid-air in a hurry, unable to block and parry.
All the disciples watching the battle were shocked, and they all cheered for Chen, a Jedi who fought back.
But only through love can one know that her senior sister risked her life and displayed the most profound sword skill in the Emei Benlei Sword Art, activating a trace of thunder power. After seizing the momentary gap, she seemed to have the upper hand at the moment.
, but with such a desperate attack, once internal injuries break out, it is likely to kill her.
Ye Cheng was scarred by the sword energy. Even with his powerful golden bell, it could only resist some slight energy, but it had no effect on the sword light on the sword. The only advantage was that
Give him enough time to resolve the sword energy that invaded his body.
Every time he collided with the long sword, his body seemed to be electrocuted, causing a moment of paralysis. As a result, his attacks could only be intermittent, unable to be coherent at all, causing a fatal blow to the opponent. It was originally a high-altitude attack with an advantage, but now
On the contrary, it has become a hindrance. If it were on flat ground, Ye Cheng would at least have a way to escape from his opponent's sword net, but now he is completely a fish in the net and can barely maintain his undefeated state.
After dozens of sword blows, Ye Cheng finally couldn't bear it anymore. The moment he hit the tip of the sword with one finger and the sword net disappeared suddenly, he held back a mouthful of blood and his body spun crazily like a spiral. A man who looked exactly like him appeared.
Suddenly appeared in front of everyone.
In everyone's astonishment, the extra Ye Cheng had already landed on the ground and resolutely attacked Liao Chen quickly. Black energy enveloped his whole body, and the overflowing energy made a "chichi" sound in the air.
The sudden change disrupted Chen's sword momentum. She originally thought her opponent would use some powerful body skills to escape from her sword net, but the gentle force still coming from above her head made her know that it was definitely...
It was a phantom, and the person rushing in front of her was definitely real, not an illusion. Moreover, the strength of the attack had already made her feel Senhan's murderous intent, and she was so anxious that she had very little time to choose.
His mind started to spin crazily, and he immediately determined that the person charging in front of him was the real killing move. The one on top of his head was just to restrain himself. He immediately surged with true energy and knocked back the person above his head.
The silver brilliance of the sword flashed, and the sword energy filled the space of about ten feet, and the person in front of him was immediately defeated and disappeared without a trace.
"Oops!"
Liao Chen felt a chill in her heart and immediately realized something was wrong. However, the pressure coming from above her head did not allow her to think too much. It was definitely too late to dodge. In her eagerness, she directly put the long sword across her head, mobilized all her energy, and forced
Resist this blow.
Ye Cheng was bombarded in mid-air, but his eyes were surging with light. This punch finally burst out with full strength. With his confidence soaring, he felt that the true vortex in his body had flowed to the extreme, and even hit him.
There was a trace of retaliation in oneself.
"boom--"
The two strands of true energy came into contact with each other for the first time, and the energy that exploded suddenly shot out in all directions in the air, leaving small holes in the hard rock.
Ye Cheng's eyes widened angrily, wondering how he would challenge the elites of other sects if he couldn't even take care of an injured person. He shouted violently: "Stop it for me -"
"Click"
The three-foot Qingfeng finally couldn't bear such a strong force, and immediately broke into several pieces and flew out in all directions.
Ye Cheng's right fist struck Chen's chest with terrifying force, and a rapidly rotating spiral energy rushed into Chen's body without any reservation. Along her meridians, it was as powerful as breaking bamboo.
It penetrated into the heart.
Before his body even hit the ground, he picked up the items thrown out by the dust explosion and flew them down the cliff.
