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, as if the sky was pressing down! The first sword strike by Gan Gang showed how powerful he was. With one strike, it was clean. It was neat enough to easily cut several monks at the late stage of Life Soul Realm in half!
Obviously, in the previous extreme survival battle, he obviously had reservations and did not unleash his full strength.
Groan!
Jian Wushuang didn't see any movement, he only heard a clear sword chant, and the Yangwu Sword appeared in his hand, and then he slashed out like a flowing cloud, with a 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 explosion 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 Xingchen's bright eyes flickered and the corners of his mouth curved. Only he knew that Jian Wushuang was actually showing mercy.
It seems that Lao Jian'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 manic laughter with a hint of madness rang out 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, where the eight-foot-long sword passed, the void directly collapsed and cracked. The dark red sword was burning with sword lights like blood flames. It was a more terrifying force formed after the sword energy was compressed to the extreme!
"Sword evil?"
The peerless Jian Wushuang in white stood with a sword in his hand. When he saw the long sword of Gan Gang, 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 kept colliding. 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 greater!
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 Gan Gang and Jian Wushuang.
"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 trembling. 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 Xingchen, 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 Jian Wushuang had exploded 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 battle between Jian Wushuang 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. Between 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 cannot 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, dyeing the handle red. There were five sword marks on Gan Gang's body, two on both sides of the neck, two on the armpits, 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, Jian Wushuang stood holding a sword. He was dressed in peerless white. His clear eyes showed no joy or sadness. There was no trace of embarrassment on his body. There was not even a trace of clutter on the corner of his clothes. The sword of Yangwu Sword in his hand was 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 would be extremely happy to fight with you, but it would be too boring to just give in, so I have one last blow..."
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 raised, 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 understood!"