Chapter 92 Wen Xing is in the sky, like nine songs
In the next game, C number five versus C number six.
The disciples of Tianquan Peak looked at each other with concentration. Number C was none other than their senior brother Sun Chongyu, who was known as the Sword Maniac.
Number B, number six, is also an acquaintance, Su Qi from Yuheng Peak.
In comparison, the disciples were more optimistic about Sun Chongyu, after all, his swordsmanship was very strong.
"I'm afraid it's a little difficult."
At the elder's seat, Wang Teng pondered for a moment, but Su Qi's luck was a bit bad, and he met Sun Chongyu directly.
He had also looked at it from a distance, and found that Sun Chongyu's sword was unparalleled and sharp.
Ta, da, da
Two figures bathed in the sunlight and stepped onto the high platform. The wind blew and their hair was swaying.
"Su Qi of Yuheng Peak, I have heard of you, the seventh true successor of Yuheng Peak."
On the left side of the high platform, Sun Chongyu's eyes were piercing like two sharp swords, looking straight at Su Qi.
It was as if he was trying to penetrate him.
"I have admired the name of Sword Maniac for a long time."
Su Qi cupped his hands and replied that he was not afraid. Although he was better than many of Yu Heng Peak's senior brothers, Jiang Yuheng, he was not something anyone could look down upon.
"Well, if you know it's me, you should just admit defeat and save yourself some physical pain."
Sun Chongyu responded coldly, and Senhan's sword intent burst out.
Many disciples were speechless, but this one was worthy of the name of Sword Madman, he really spoke...
"I hope your sword can be as sharp as your mouth."
Su Qi raised his eyebrows and said unhurriedly, with the same concentration of fist intention rising.
When it comes to boxing, he considers himself to be at the forefront, and today he wants to have a clash with this sword madman.
"Huh, you're asking for trouble."
Sun Chongyu looked away, said no more, held his five fingers empty, and in an instant there was an echo of the sword.
bite!
Miso!
A piercing cold light burst out
It was a gorgeous long sword, made entirely of divine gold, dazzling and sharp.
As soon as it appeared, sharp energy burst out and swept across the high platform.
It is a sword energy that bursts out from a long sword. Based on the energy of the sword, the damage is increased. It is also a wonderful technique.
It is difficult for those who are not talented and talented to achieve success.
Bah ba ba ba!
The wind is fierce, like a sword blade attached to the body, bursting out in fine
Su Qi took a deep breath, opened up his fists, and exuded a deep sense of simplicity.
He swung his fist, and in an instant Gang Qi burst out, forming a fist seal, and struck out suddenly.
"The punch is strong, but it is still sharper than the sword!"
Sun Chongyu sneered, swung his long sword, and the mighty sword light rushed away like a tide, shattering the fist seal in an instant, and the strong wind stopped.
Bang!
At the elders' table, Wang Teng suddenly stopped tapping his knuckles on the jade table, his eyes fell, and he felt a slight sense of depression.
"Misfortune comes from the mouth..."
The deacon on the side shook his head slightly, saying "crazy" is not helpful...
"The youthful spirit still needs to be polished."
The elders of Kaiyang Peak spoke slowly. They all came from that age, so they certainly didn't mean to look down upon him.
On the main seat of the peak
The master of Tianquan Peak remained silent, his eyes were unwavering and so calm that it made your heart tremble.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
On the high platform, the strong wind overflows
Su Qi's body moved like a strong wind, and he punched three times in succession. His true meaning rose up and turned into a starlight furnace. That was his true meaning.
It is also a secret technique that melts many fists into one body, which is so vast that it is difficult to describe.
"How can you fight with me if you don't send out soldiers?"
Sun Chongyu's eyes darkened slightly. Su Qishang was not as good as him. If he didn't call out the soldiers yet, did he look down on him?
He made a horizontal move with his long sword and slashed out a fierce sword beam, forcing Su Qi to retreat.
Immediately, he connected his five fingers and burst out with cold sword intent, blocking the incoming starlight furnace.
"open!"
He shouted lowly, and raised his left palm to strike downwards, like a sword blade, clashing with the Starlight Furnace.
clang clang clang clang!
The dull sound echoed, and the arena roared.
Sun Chongyu was so violent that he used his palm instead of his sword and struck seven or forty-nine times in a row, sending the starlight furnace flying away.
The strength surged back, and Su Qi groaned and stumbled backwards.
Several streaks of blood shot out on his arm, injured by the sword.
"out!"
He exerted force on his feet, stepped hard, and stopped his figure; the soldiers roared out, and it was a pair of fist armor, all silvery white, with fine barbs as densely covered as scales.
"Finally, I'm willing to show it."
Sun Chongyu snorted coldly. This Su Qi was famous for his boxing skills. Even his soldiers wore boxing armor. He was a real man.
"Come and fight!"
With the blessing of the fist armor, Su Qi's energy rose up and he suddenly flashed out. His fist came out like thunder and struck down fiercely.
Woohoo!
The sound of breaking wind echoed, but Sun Chongyu did not retreat at all. The long sword thrust straight out, and the sword's steel swayed, shattering everything into pieces.
Bang! Ding!
Ding! Ding! Ding!
The two got angry and struck hard one after another. Their swords and fists clashed, and in the blink of an eye, they had gone through ten moves.
"Sun Chongyu, take a punch from me!"
Su Qi shouted loudly, his eyes were blazing, and he suddenly picked up his fists and smashed them down, as if a mountain had fallen from the sky, feeling inexplicably depressed.
"Hahaha, so happy!"
Sun Chongyu laughed loudly, he liked this head-on fighting style so much, it was so hearty!
"Su Qi, with this blow, I want you to understand what the name Sword Madness means!"
His five fingers were like playing a harp, playing on the sword one after another.
As the five fingers brushed against each other, the sword's chant became louder and sonorous.
"This style is called Jiuqu!"
Miso miso miso!
In an instant, the sword sword burst out, as cold as ice, surging like tide, cold and sharp.
Nine rays of starlight merged and fell in succession, trembling endlessly and forming a ring.
The stars are dazzling, intertwining, trembling, and swaying!
The sword is raging, strangling, destroying, and roaring!
Boom!
The disciples around him gasped, there was actually such a sword move, the Starlight Melting Sword, this sword madman was really talented.
"The Sword of Wenqu..."
Among the disciples, Xue Yan from Tianxuan Peak was slightly focused, and his heart felt a little heavier. Such swordsmanship was worthy of his all-out effort.
"Sun Chongyu..., are you crazy about swords?"
Hua Lianxing's white clothes fluttered, her eyes flickered, her five fingers brushed in front of her, and the shadow of an illusory holy wheel disappeared and disappeared into her body.
"The stars in the sky are like nine curves. You still passed on this sword technique to him."
On the Peak Master's seat, the Great Elder sighed softly and glanced at the Tianquan Peak Master with some regret.
"He is my disciple, my hope, and the inheritor of Tianquan Peak. I will give this sword to him."
The master of Tianquan Peak spoke softly, and a trace of loneliness flashed through his eyes.
"Fourth Junior Brother..."
The leader's expression moved slightly and he opened his mouth to speak.
"Senior brother, don't mention the past anymore, just let it pass; now, the world is dominated by young people."
The Lord of Tianquan Peak waved his hand, he had already appointed Sun Chongyu as his successor, and he could entrust him to him when his temperament becomes more harmonious.
The eyes of several peak masters dimmed, as if they had touched something and were recalling, with incomprehensible expressions.
"That's it, that's all, let the wind blow it away, the wind blows it away..."
The leader whispered and sighed, his thoughts submerged in the blowing wind, going away, going away, until they disappeared.