In the martial arts arena, Ye Xingchen and Jian Wushuang looked at each other from a distance, and their fighting spirit reached a critical point.
Suddenly, Ye Xingchen moved, Jian Wushuang also moved,
‘Buzz’
'Earth evil tiger's fist!'
‘The tiger is running all over the world!’
Ye Xingchen did not hold anything back when he made a move. This was a sign of respect for Jian Wushuang. At the same time, Jian Wushuang's strength was worthy of him.
'Roar'
The five-foot-long golden tiger shadow stepped on the void, descended from the sky, and roared towards Jian Wushuang, followed closely by the surging fist power!
'Yan'
The sound of sword chants resounded throughout the martial arts arena. A three-foot long sword stood in front of him. Jian Wushuang's eyes were so bright that his body couldn't help but tremble slightly.
He understands that this is the opponent worthy of his all-out efforts!
'What a tiger running all over the world! His punches are strong and domineering!'
'I, Jian Wushuang, practiced swordplay at the age of three, understood the sword intention at the age of five, perfected the sword intention at the age of fifteen, and created the thirteen Qingfeng styles! Brother Ye, take this sword from me!'
‘锔’
The long sword was unsheathed, and a flash of white light flashed across. Jian Wushuang's whole aura changed drastically at that moment.
'Thirteen Styles of Qingfeng!'
'Bright breeze and floating clouds!'
‘Buzz’
A wisp of white light streaked across the void, as if it were dancing lightly like clouds in the sky. It seemed extremely beautiful, but under this sword cloud, there was an incredible edge!
‘Rumble’
The phantom of the golden tiger collided with the sword cloud, and the energy fluctuations shook all directions. Under the eyes of everyone, the golden tiger roared into the void, smashed the sword cloud with one claw, and at the same time, the tiger's head was cut off by the sword cloud!
'What! The power of one blow is so terrifying!'
'Is this still the power of a spiritual realm monk?'
'It's unbelievable! This blow is probably enough to threaten the monks who are in the Great Perfection Realm!'
On the stone throne, the young geniuses who came to watch the battle were shocked when they saw this scene. They were ten feet away from the martial arts arena, but they still felt a surge of energy from the two bursts of energy fluctuations.
Ran Moyu’s power!
On the other hand, when the city lords of the hundred major cities saw this scene, their eyes became brighter and brighter, and an idea vaguely appeared in their hearts!
An honor for a talented monk!
'Fight across the levels!'
Standing due east, Elder Kaiyang still had his eyes slightly closed, as if he was staying out of the situation.
'buzz buzz'
With sword intent boiling all over his body, Jian Wushuang struck again,
‘Wind and blue waves!!’
As Jian Wushuang gave a low shout, his body disappeared in an instant, and the residual image of the place disappeared in a flash.
'Huh? It's so fast!'
Ye Xingchen's eyes were focused, but he did not panic. With a thought, the power of the soul enveloped the whole body within ten feet, and any disturbance could not escape!
'Yan'
'on the right!'
Bahuang Fist! Killing General!
Ye Xingchen did not expect that Jian Wushuang would fight him at close range. You must know that as a sword cultivator, his attack is powerful and he can defeat thousands of enemies with one sword. However, sword cultivators also have weaknesses. They are born weak and their physical strength is far weaker.
A monk in the same realm.
This is also the reason why sword cultivators are unwilling to fight against physical cultivators who specialize in cultivating the physical body.
But Jian Wushuang seemed to have made an exception for Ye Xingchen,
‘Bang’
A punch hit Jian Wushuang's right shoulder, but the latter's body only trembled slightly, and Jian Wushuang's sword also left a wound about ten centimeters long on Ye Xingchen's chest.
‘Dong dong dong’
'What a sharp sword!'
After retreating three feet in a row, Ye Xingchen was shocked. He had absolute confidence in his physical body, otherwise he would not have received a full blow from a peak person in the late stage of the power realm.
With his current physical strength having already surpassed the realm of cultivation, even the Dzogchen of the Li Po Realm would have difficulty fighting him at close quarters, but Jian Wushuangque can cook.
He is worthy of being his destined opponent!
On the other hand, Jian Wushuang, although his gaze remained unchanged, his heart was like a huge wave at the moment, and no one knew what he was thinking.
'That punch just now was so strong!'
'If I hadn't made up for my shortcomings, I'm afraid that punch would have severely injured me!'
Jian Wushuang immediately calmed down, and at the same time, the sound in the soul space slowly sounded,
'Shuang'er, this son's physical body is so strong that it's extraordinary. He has even touched the threshold. He is only at the spiritual realm, but he can reach this step. It's incredible!'
'You must not fight with me in close combat, this is not your area of expertise!'
'is teacher!'
Jian Wushuang responded softly, this was also what he was thinking,
‘Buzz’
'Bahuang Fist! Kill the King!'
Yuanli surged, and the air exploded with powerful punches. Ye Xingchen struck out forcefully, without giving Jian Wushuang a chance to breathe. He believed that even if Jian Wushuang hit him with a punch, he would not lose his fighting power, but he would definitely not feel comfortable!
'Thirteen Styles of Qingfeng!'
'The wind stirs and the thunder roars!'
'Yan'
Jian Wushuang also fought back forcefully. This sword light was very fast and fierce, just like thunder on a rainy day. You don't know when the thunder will sound. By the time you know it, it has already arrived above your head, and you have no time to react and dodge!
'Well done! Hahahaha...'
Ye Xingchen felt like this at this moment. Facing the white sword light slashed by Jian Wushuang, he found that he could not avoid it, but his delicate face was not surprised but smiled instead, and there was a blazing heat in his eyes.
!
'Can't hide it? Then let me try it!'
'boom'
A domineering and brutal aura suddenly rose from Ye Xingchen's body. At this moment, Ye Xingchen seemed to have turned into a killing god, wanting to kill all living things in the world and all enemies coming from all directions!
'Bahuang Fist!'
'Slay the Emperor!'
Silver Yuan Power wrapped around his right fist, and Thunder Holy Yuan Power circled around him. Ye Xingchen let out a low shout, punched out his right fist, and collided with the white sword light!
Regarding Jian Wushuang's sword, Ye Xingchen refused to evade it and chose to resist forcefully!
‘Boom’ ‘Bang’
A terrifying wave of air exploded, and the huge counter-shock force caused continuous roars within dozens of feet around, as if the sky was shattering and the earth was shattering, the sound was shocking!
The two figures each reversed and retreated. Jian Wushuang took five steps back before standing still. The three-foot long sword was held across his chest. A touch of solemnity and disbelief flashed in his shocked eyes!
How strong was the sword he just struck? Even the Great Perfection of the Qi Po Realm couldn't stop it. A strong Qi Po Realm person would have been injured, but it was blocked by Ye Xingchen!
This is enough to prove Ye Xingchen's power!
‘Dong dong dong dong’
Ye Xingchen took four steps back before he stopped. With this move, it seemed that he had the upper hand, but in fact, it was not the case. If he hadn't been physically strong, he might not have been so easy with this blow.
'Hahahaha... so happy!'
Ye Xingchen couldn't help but let out a sweaty laugh. He hadn't fought as happily as he did today for a long time!
At this moment, Jian Wushuang suddenly spoke.
'Brother Ye, if this continues, you and I may have an uncertain outcome in a three-day and three-night battle. How about we decide the outcome with one move! How about it?'
Jian Wushuang looked at the young man in black robe not far away. His eyes moved and he knew clearly that it was difficult to tell the winner based on the strength of the two of them. If they continued to fight, they would only be exhausted. It was better to each attack with the strongest blow.
Dedicate all your cultivation to fight at the top!
'Okay! As you wish! Ye has this intention!'
How could Ye Xingchen not understand what Jian Wushuang meant? If the fight continued like this, the final outcome would be a draw!
'buzz buzz'
At this moment, Jian Wushuang's aura suddenly rose to a critical point. The long sword was placed across his chest, his eyes were closed for a moment, and then they suddenly opened, and a blazing heat flashed away.
The moment he opened his eyes, Ye Xingchen found that Jian Wushuang seemed to have disappeared into the world, and seemed to have changed. His whole body exuded an edge that was hard to look at, and his sword intent shot straight into the sky, as if
The sword is him, he is the sword!
'Man and sword become one!'
'This momentum! This fluctuation! It can only be 'the unity of man and sword!'
In Ye Xingchen's eyes, Jian Wushuang's whole body was exuding a fierce sword intent, like a young swordsman. At this moment, Jian Wushuang's melodious and confident voice came to his ears.
‘This sword! It’s called ‘Open the Sky!’
'Yan'
The sound of the sword resounded through the void, and in Ye Xingchen's eyes, a golden stream of light slashed straight at him. Everything it passed was shattered by this golden stream of light. This was the strongest sword from Jian Wushuang!
‘Boom’
Excited, at this moment, Ye Xingchen seemed to have forgotten the power of this sword light, only a strong emotion surged into his heart, that was uncontrollable excitement!
A pair of eyes were shining brightly. The young man in black robe was independent, his black hair fluttering in the wind. Then he took a step forward and spoke in a deep voice.