The sword rain covered the entire arena, and no one could see Changsun Fengye and Jiang Xun.
The sky split, the sea of clouds collapsed, and the residual power of the battle spread to various places, shocking many people's bodies and suffocating their souls.
The huge arena was divided into hundreds of pieces, broken into pieces, and filled with smoke and dust.
"咻咻咻——"
All the materials in the arena seemed to turn into sharp sword light, even a grain of gravel and a speck of dust.
Such a terrifying sword power made those watching the battle feel extremely frightened. If they were faced with such a move, it would be difficult for them to survive.
"Bang, bang, bang..."
Changsun Fengye had nowhere to hide and had no intention of hiding. Countless rays of sword light fell on him. At first, they only left shallow sword marks. But as the sword light came one after another, his skin was torn and his flesh was torn.
Blood.
The simplest move, one punch and one kick, can penetrate everything in front of him.
Changsun Fengye forced himself in front of Jiang Xun, found the right opportunity, and used his left hand to hold the sword he was stabbing at, and turned his right hand into a palm, slapping Jiang Xun hard on the chest.
"Tear!"
The Shaoyang Sword penetrated Changsun Fengye's left hand, and the remaining force of the sword slashed Changsun Fengye's cheek, and blood immediately flowed out from the wound.
This is Jiang Xun's most powerful sword. He recently obtained a superior sword manual and practiced it to a certain level.
In order to swing this sword, most of the spiritual energy in Jiang Xun's body was exhausted.
Even if Jiang Xun deliberately wanted to defend, he could not stop Changsun Fengye's full palm.
"Boom"
This palm instantly penetrated Jiang Xun's body-protecting magical power condensed outside his body, and his right palm hit his chest solidly.
Jiang Xun's complexion changed drastically, his chest collapsed and several bones were broken.
At the same time, Jiang Xun had to step back in order to relieve his force. Because the Shaoyang Sword was stuck in Changsun Fengye's left hand, he had to release the sword.
At this time, if he didn't let go of the sword and stepped back to release his strength, Jiang Xun's injuries would definitely become very serious. He didn't have extra time to think, it had to be like this.
A mouthful of blood almost spilled out of his mouth, but Jiang Xun pursed his lips tightly and swallowed the blood back into his stomach.
A swordsman lost his sword.
The result of this battle is already obvious.
Even if both of them were injured, Changsun Fengye was slightly better.
On the ruined arena, the two looked at each other from afar, and the atmosphere was extremely depressing.
Waves of strong wind blew up, blowing the depressing atmosphere around.
Everyone held their breath and concentrated, unaware of the situation.
After a long while, Jiang Xun said hoarsely: "I lost."
"If life and death are not determined, there is no talking about winning or losing."
Changsun Fengye didn't seem to feel satisfied yet and wanted to continue fighting.
"It is a great shame for a swordsman to lose his sword."
Jiang Xun said in a deep voice.
Whoosh!
Changsun Fengye pulled out the Shaoyang Sword inserted in the palm of his left hand, licked the wound with his tongue, and dyed his lips red, looking very coquettish and charming.
Shaoyang Sword is fighting fiercely, wanting to get out of Changsun Fengye's control.
However, Changsun Fengye's physical strength was too strong, making it difficult for Shaoyang Sword to break free.
"The victory has been decided, and that's it."
Seeing this, Chen Qingyuan could not let Changsun Fengye's second personality continue to disrupt the situation, so he hurriedly stepped forward and said.
The result of this battle exceeded many people's expectations.
"Dongli Jianzi actually lost, it's unbelievable."
"The leader of the ten heroes of the Northern Wilderness, his strength is unfathomable and truly terrifying."
"If I had waited for the previous battle, I might not have been able to survive ten rounds."
"Jianzi lost...impossible, how could it be possible?"
Most of the geniuses couldn't accept it, especially the sword cultivators of the Dongli Sword Sect. In their eyes, the swordsman was extremely powerful and would never lose in a peer-to-peer competition. No matter how bad he was, he would still be a draw.
However, Changsun Fengye was too perverted, and his physical skills were unrivaled among his peers. Even if tens of thousands of sword beams fell on his body, they only left some superficial injuries and did not shake his foundation.
If it had been anyone else, they would have turned into dregs long ago.
Changsun Fengye completely ignored his own injuries and was still eager to fight again.
At this time, Chen Qingyuan immediately came to the eldest son Fengye and whispered: "Madman, it's almost over, hurry up and change back to your original state."
"Why should I listen to you?" Changsun Fengye smiled evilly, as if he wanted to kill Chen Qingyuan as well: "How about you come and fight with me, and kill me if you can."
"..." Chen Qingyuan had a headache, and then he thought about a countermeasure: "If you continue to be so crazy, don't even think about becoming a Taoist couple with Liu Lingran in the future."
When Liu Lingran was mentioned, Changsun Fengye's eyes instantly became clear and his expression froze.
In just a few breaths, the mysterious aura fluctuations were covered up by Changsun Fengye, and he returned to his original state.
"If you have anything to say, let's talk it over. Can you please stop threatening me with major life events?"
The eldest son, Fengye, turned back into a humble gentleman and said with some dissatisfaction.
"You even want to beat me up, but you still have the nerve to accuse me."
Chen Qingyuan rolled his eyes.
"It was just an instinctive reaction." Changsun Fengye held it in for a long time, unable to refute.
"You go and recuperate!" Chen Qingyuan held the Shaoyang Sword in his hand, turned to look at Dongli Jianzi Jiang Xun, and said seriously: "Does Jianzi still remember the bet for this battle?"
"Take it."
Jiang Xun took out a lucky green lotus and threw it towards Chen Qingyuan.
It's not Jiang Xun's character to break a bet.
Besides, the Shaoyang Sword fell into Chen Qingyuan’s hands, so he had to get it back!
"The sword is refreshing."
Although Chen Qingyuan really wanted to take the Shaoyang Sword as his own, he definitely couldn't, so he could only let go of his hand.
Whoosh!
The next moment, the Shaoyang Sword flew back into Jiang Xun's hand.
Chen Qingyuan looked at the lucky green lotus in front of him and put it away.
"Walk!"
This battle made me lose face and made me realize myself. Jiang Xun did not intend to stay for a long time and said to everyone in the Dongli Sword Sect.
Immediately, the group of people from the Dongli Sword Sect disappeared in the blink of an eye.
After this battle, Changsun Fengye's reputation was finally established.
Those imperial geniuses who thought they were superior to others lowered their arrogant heads one after another.
The eldest grandson Fengye sat cross-legged aside, closing his eyes to recover from his injuries.
Everyone looked at his figure with awe.
Chen Qingyuan looked at the ruined arena and spent a lot of time repairing it.
In order to expand business and earn more resources.
Chen Qingyuan proposed a new rule in front of everyone: "Everyone, if you want to bet with others, or if there is friction, you can come here to fight. As the maker of the rules, I will definitely give you a fair
It is a fair stage and no one is allowed to disturb it. Of course, this is not free and requires a certain amount of spiritual stones."
If it was before, everyone just thought Chen Qingyuan was a joke and didn't care.
Now with the battle between Changsun Fengye and Jiang Xun, his reputation has been established, and no one dares to laugh at him.