"Is that all?" Ye Chen smiled lightly, and the Leng Qianliu's offensive in front of him was nothing more than that.
Under everyone's shocked gazes, a thick layer of cold sword energy emerged from Ye Chen's right hand.
The sword fingers seemed to have traveled through space, and they easily clamped Leng Qianliu's long sword. With a slight flick, a terrifying force exploded.
This force shattered the sharp sword energy at the long sword, and at the same time, the surging sword energy spurted out from Ye Chen's fingertips.
"Do you know the difference? It's enough to defeat you with one sword. You can't say this casually!" Immediately, a shocking killing intent burst out from Ye Chen's body. After several bloody battles, the killing intent command on Ye Chen's body
Many warriors are terrified!
Leng Qianliu's face turned red. The irony in Ye Chen's words made him feel ashamed. The true energy in his body rushed towards the sword crazily, and the warrior uniform on his body was instantly torn to pieces by the extremely cold sword energy!
Ye Chen shook his head with a smile. Leng Qianliu's fighting determination in front of him was beyond his expectation. With a flick of his finger, Leng Qianliu's long sword made a buzzing sound and finally landed on the high platform.
The sword was taken away. Leng Qianliu became angry and turned into a sword with both hands and slashed at Ye Chen in the air. Ye Chen still smiled and pushed forward gently with his right hand!
Vomiting blood like a falling meteor, Leng Qianliu felt a tearing pain all over his body, and his body shivered backwards.
After sliding his feet on the ground for a few steps, Leng Qianliu stopped and unwillingly jumped onto the steps of the fighting platform. His back was completely different from the high-spirited one just now.
With a cold snort, Leng Qianliu stared at Ye Chen with some resentment, drew his sword with his left hand and got off the martial arts platform. However, Ye Chen paid no attention to Leng Qianliu's resentful gaze from beginning to end.
In Ye Chen's view, Leng Qianliu is not qualified to be taken seriously yet, and this is the difference between a martial artist with artistic conception.
Overwhelming Leng Qianliu with absolute victory, at this time, the entire Sword Valley could feel needles. Those Sword God Peak disciples who were about to see Ye Chen's joke all felt like they had seen a ghost, their eyes were as big as copper bells, and they murmured:
"impossible!"
The disciples of Luoxia Peak were the same. They kept wiping their eyes with both hands and couldn't believe the scene in front of them!
Seeing this, Huang Wushuang chuckled and said lightly: "We haven't seen him for several months, but this kid has become a lot stronger!"
Yue Jingxian glanced at the ugly-faced Chaoyang Peak Master, coughed a few times, and said calmly: "The winner here is Ye Chen!"
The disciples of Luoxia Peak cheered enthusiastically when the results of the competition came out. After several consecutive battles, Luoxia Peak was defeated. Ye Chen made a good start for Luoxia Peak.
A person crossed a few steps from the Chaoyang Peak disciples, jumped onto the sword platform, held the sword on his chest, and said to Yue Jingxian and others: "Disciple Leng Qianfeng challenges Luoxia Peak Suifeng, I hope the sect master agrees!"
Leng Qianfeng and Leng Qianliu were brothers, and they joined the Sword God Sect Chaoyang Peak at the same time. However, Leng Qianfeng was obviously stronger and was already the chief disciple of Chaoyang Peak.
Hearing this, the face of Chaoyang Peak Master changed slightly, and he said solemnly: Don't be presumptuous, retreat!"
However, Yue Jingxianruo gave Ye Chen a meaningful look and said lightly: "Since this disciple has such thoughts, if he agrees, then that's fine!"
Leng Qianfeng, the chief disciple of Chaoyang Peak, has reached the realm of fake soul martial arts. The disciples of Luoxia Peak looked at him in surprise. He actually wanted to challenge Sui Feng?
"This Sui Feng is not easy!" A rare trace of solemnity appeared on Yuehen's face. Ye Chen's finger earlier gave him a feeling of palpitations.
"Do you dare to take the sword!" A fighting spirit emerged from Leng Qianfeng's body. Leng Qianfeng raised his sword and pointed at Ye Chen and said coldly.
"Whatever!" Ye Chen always had a calm look on his face.
"Then it's accurate!" Yue Jingxian said lightly. For others, it's just a matter of competition.
The sudden challenge did not affect Ye Chen at all. He smiled lightly, put his hands behind his back, and said calmly: "The man just said that one sword is enough to defeat me, but you are going to defeat me with several swords!"
"Three swords are enough!" Leng Qianfeng was obviously confident, even though he knew that Ye Chen in front of him was very strong!
Leng Qianfeng has a rare dual-attribute physique, and his physique is even more special. It is actually the wind and thunder attribute.
Therefore, the technique that Leng Qianfeng practiced was also the wind and thunder technique, and the domineering power of thunder spiritual energy seemed to be contained in Leng Qianfeng's true energy.
"Is Feng Lei Zhen Qi?" Feeling the Zhen Qi in Leng Qianfeng's body, Ye Chen's eyes showed a hint of curiosity. No matter what kind of sword Qi, when it reaches its peak, it is enough to shake any sword Qi!
Facing Leng Qianfeng, Ye Chen showed fighting spirit for the first time. This man was strong enough to draw his sword.
From the two of them, huge fighting spirit surged out.
The oppressive momentum fell from the sky, and there was no sound in the entire Sword Valley. Everyone focused on the two people on the fighting stage.
The momentum of the two people was at loggerheads in the sky, and a few ice crystals emerged between the two. Before the battle even started, their momentum affected the entire Sword Valley.
Ye Chen held the sword behind his back with his backhand and said calmly: "Draw out the sword!"
"Arrogant!" Many Chaoyang Peak disciples couldn't help shouting. At this time, Ye Chen's attitude towards Leng Qianfeng was like a senior towards a junior!
Leng Qianfeng sneered. His opponent's arrogance did not arouse his anger at all. The sword in his hand burst out with bright colored light, and the sword blade slowly traced a strange trajectory in circles.
Purple electric light circulates at the tip of the sword, and a few wind blades emerge. This electric light and wind blade combine together, and finally converge into the sword energy.
Before the sword was drawn out, the force felt depressing. Once the sword was drawn out, it would surely shake the world.
Ye Chen's face showed a rare trace of solemnity, and he stepped back.
Ye Chen's figure was as erratic as the cold wind, gradually blurring.
Countless sword shadows appeared around Ye Chen, and the long sword was suspended in mid-air. Ye Chen held the hilt of the sword again with both hands, and there was a trace of reminiscence in his eyes!
Exhortation! Countless blue wind blades that were three feet long emerged from the void. As Leng Qianfeng swung his sword, those wind blades shot toward Ye Chen.
At the same time, Leng Qianfeng's long sword also shot out, and the sword light was as dazzling as lightning.
The sword was like lightning. Leng Qianfeng's sword was undoubtedly extremely fast, and everyone was amazed by it.
Seeing this, Ye Chen shook his head slightly, pointed his sword finger forward at will, and the terrifying force directly shattered those wind blades.
"Comparing speed?" Ye Chen murmured softly, raised his sword and drew it out, an extremely natural movement emerged.
There seemed to be only a flash of white left in the world. At the moment when many warriors were still stunned, Ye Chen's sword had already appeared on Leng Qianfeng's neck, and the cold sword tip was left on Leng Qianfeng's neck.
A hint of red!
"What's going on?" A swordsman who didn't understand exclaimed in surprise, and even the hand holding the sword began to tremble.
"Wonderful sword moves, Wushuang, did you teach this too?" With a strange color in his eyes, Yue Jingxian said to Huang Wushuang.
Huang Wushuang shook his head slightly, with a trace of confusion in his eyes!
Leng Qianfeng helplessly removed the wind and thunder energy from the sword, and smiled bitterly. The scene where Ye Chen killed the man in black seemed to be replayed in front of Leng Qianfeng's eyes again.
"You are very strong!" Leng Qianfeng said unwillingly. He felt powerless before facing the young disciple in front of him.
Suddenly, a ferocious look appeared on Leng Qianfeng's face. He held the sword in his backhand and stabbed Ye Chen with a purple light from the tip of the sword. Everyone was in an uproar. They did not expect that Leng Qianfeng would resist at this time!
Ye Chen took back his sword and looked at Leng Qianfeng's sword with cold eyes!
"Ah!" Seeing Leng Qianfeng's lightning-like offensive in the field, the faces of Luoxia Peak disciples and others could not help but change slightly. Only Huang Wushuang and others sighed slightly. Although Leng Qianfeng's talent was good, his character was poor.
A little more.
Under the gaze of countless eyes full of various emotions, Leng Qianfeng's mighty sword reached Ye Chen's throat in the blink of an eye.
However, just when everyone was waiting for the bloody scene that was about to appear, it stopped less than half a foot away from Ye Chen's face, unable to move forward even half a minute.
Countless eyes suddenly moved along the blade of the sword. Two slender fingers clamped the sword so gently, and Ye Chen neutralized this powerful sword.
In the square, countless eyes finally rested on the plain-faced Ye Chen. Uproar sprung up like mushrooms after a rain. Is this kid too physically strong?
Slowly raising his eyes, Ye Chen smiled at Leng Qianfeng, whose face changed drastically, with a sneer at the corner of his mouth, and said lightly: "Two swords!"