The morning sun has risen to more than half its height, and the bright and bright sunshine has enveloped the entire valley. It is March in spring, and the flowers in the valley are blooming and everything is full of vitality. However, there is a solemn atmosphere above the arena at this moment.
In the nine futon seats at the back of the ring, the nine mighty kings of martial arts were still squatting still.
Although Lu Zhanpeng's face at the edge of the ring still looked cheerful, he was extremely angry inside. After all, Tian Zhenyun was his proud disciple. How could he not be angry when Tang Longci looked down on his disciple so much.
However, as the referee of this Huashan Sword Competition, he could not say much because there were so many heroes from all over the world. He just slowly stepped forward and said with a smile: "Now that you two are ready, the competition will officially begin!"
As soon as he finished speaking, there was a sudden clang, and Tian Zhenyun had already drawn his sword, a purple sword.
At this moment, under the sunlight, this purple sword can't help but emit a dazzling light, its sharp edge is revealed, and it looks like a rare and famous sword.
"Tang Long Ci, although you don't need to use that flaming spear, most of my martial arts skills are in this sword, so I have to use the sword!" Tian Zhenyun shouted in a deep voice.
Tang Feng waved his hand and said, "Please!"
"Look at the sword!" Tian Zhenyun stepped forward and immediately rushed out like a spirit fox. His body was elegant and his speed was uncanny. With the help of Huashan's unique Zixia magic technique, his whole body was filled with purple light treasure energy.
Seeing the sword thrust towards him, Tang Feng still stood motionless, as if he had never noticed the sword in front of him.
With a whooshing sound, the sword edge came through the air, but it was in front of him in the blink of an eye, only an inch away from his throat.
When the people in the audience saw this, they couldn't help but exclaimed in surprise, and even some female disciples of the Emei Sect screamed.
Chen Haoran and Bailongshi also exclaimed at the same time: "Brother, Tang Longci, be careful..."
However, at this moment, Tang Feng moved, but it was not his body that moved, but his right hand.
To be more precise, what moved was the direct finger of his right hand, which flicked upward like lightning. With a clang of a dragon's roar, the long purple sword immediately deviated from its direction.
At this time, Tian Zhenyun's moves have become old, and what's more terrible is that his strength has been exhausted. Now he has been transferred. In desperation, he can no longer regain his strength. Under the action of inertia, his whole body immediately rushes forward.
At this moment, Tang Feng clenched his fist and punched him in the lower abdomen like a thunderous tiger.
The fierce punch tore Tian Zhenyun's true energy shield on the spot, and he let out a scream. His whole body immediately curled up like a shrimp and flew backwards.
When the people in the audience saw this scene, they couldn't help but burst into cheers and exclamations again. No one could have imagined that in the state just now, Tian Zhenyun's purple sword was filled with violent sword energy, and Tang Longci,
It actually popped open with one finger.
"What did you do when you came out just now? So what kind of technique did Tang Long Ci use? Could it be the legendary magical power of snapping fingers that has been lost for a long time?" The people in the audience couldn't help but exclaimed.
"Probably not. If he really had the magical power of snapping his fingers, in that state, the purple sword would have been broken into two pieces long ago!"
"That's true, but this Tang Dragon Thorn is too strong. From the looks of it, the young master of Huashan is probably going to lose!"
"It's still too early. After all, Tian Zhenyun and Dugu Nine Swords have not been used yet!"
"That's true..."
At the same time, Duan Feiyang of the Duan Family in Dali stared at Tang Feng on the stage with burning eyes, sighing: "This Tang Dragon Thorn is indeed something extraordinary. It can be seen that he just flicked it casually, but it has already
With such power, if he were to use Yiyang Finger again, the power would be terrifying!"
Just as people in the audience were talking about it, Tian Zhenyun, who flew backwards, suddenly rolled and stood upright. Then he wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and then gritted his teeth and said: "I didn't expect that you, kid, have already stepped into the world."
Having reached the realm of the Martial King, no wonder you dare to be so arrogant!"
Tang Feng just shook his head and was too lazy to answer.
Tian Zhenyun shook the purple sword in his hand and snorted coldly in a deep voice: "Don't think that just because you won half the battle just now, you think you are sure to win. It was just a warm-up and the show will really begin next!"
After saying these words, his whole body glowed with purple light, and he was obviously activating his true energy with all his strength. With a flick of his wrist, the purple sword in his hand immediately appeared with numerous sword shadows, looking extremely magical.
Everyone immediately knew that Tian Zhenyun was going to use Huashan's unique skill, Dugu Nine Swords.
Tang Feng's expression did not change. He immediately formed seals with his hands and used the Dragon Blood Transformation. His aura was enhanced. At the same time, pieces of golden dragon scales emerged from under his skin.
With a cold shout, Tian Zhenyun rose into the sky. He held a sword in one hand, but the whole thing looked like a man and a sword.
There was a whooshing sound in the air, and the purple long sword brought up three sword shadows, which were divided into upper, middle and lower parts and stabbed towards Tang Feng.
"Dragon Claw Nine Styles!" Tang Feng shouted coldly, and already stretched out his right hand to grab the sword shadow on the road.
Tian Zhenyun was surprised. He really didn't expect that the Dugu Nine Swords originally contained the true meaning of reality and reality. He had already used the three sword shadows as a feint, but the other party actually saw through it at once.
Although he was panicking, Tian Zhenyun's reaction was not slow. With a flick of his wrist, with the power of the aroused sword energy, his whole body reversed in the air. With a flick of his wrist, he immediately cast eight sword shadows, covering Tang Feng.
"Claws of the Void!" Tang Feng ignored his heavy sword shadows and thrust his hand straight into the center.
Tian Zhenyun's expression changed drastically again. He never expected that the other party's eyes would be so sharp, and he could see through the reality of his swordsmanship at a glance.
At this time, his moves were already worn out, and it was obviously too late to change his moves or retreat. What's more, the opponent's attack speed was faster, and he was not allowed to react at all.
With a swipe sound, Tang Feng's five dazzling fingers like dragon's claws clasped the purple sword edge, and with a forceful swing, Tian Zhenyun's whole body immediately fell forward.
Immediately afterwards, Tang Feng's figure moved with thunder, and he used his powerful Vajra Palm to hit him on the back.
With a loud bang, Tian Zhenyun fell backward on the spot. The slap was so hard that when he fell, he spurted out a mouthful of blood.
Blood was spilled on the ground. Tian Zhenyun raised his hands from the ground and turned over. He gritted his teeth and said: "It's really damned. I never thought you would push me to this point!"
After he finished speaking, he tightened his right hand, held the purple sword and charged out again. This time, the purple luster all over his body was even more dazzling.
Tian Zhenyun swung his right hand out repeatedly, and among the heavy sword shadows, sword energy crisscrossed and shot towards Tang Feng like dense rain.
"This time, let's see how you can resist!" Tian Zhenyun gasped and gritted his teeth angrily.
"Golden Dragon Fist!" Tang Feng clenched his steel teeth and punched out four dragon fists in one breath, charging straight out.
