The Jingfeng Sword in Wang Teng's left hand revealed half an inch of its shiny blade, with a cold light reflected in it.
At the same time, a strong sword energy surged like a tide, gathering momentum and sword power, and suddenly released.
Li Fan's expression suddenly changed. As Wang Teng took a step forward, the powerful aura and sword power merged with the surging sword energy, causing him to stumble backwards due to the impact.
As Wang Teng took his second step, a terrifying pressure came on him. He groaned and opened his mouth, and a mouthful of blood spurted out.
"You are too weak."
Wang Teng shook his head. Half a year ago, the opponent was hacked away by his sword and was defeated in his hands.
Half a year later, the other party couldn't even bear the momentum gathered on him.
As soon as the words fell, a white light burst out and struck Li Fan.
A strong sense of crisis suddenly emerged in Li Fan's mind, causing his pupils to shrink suddenly, and the long sword in his hand was immediately placed in front of him to resist.
But his speed was far unable to keep up with the speed of Wang Teng's sword.
The long sword in his hand was lying in front of him, but he had already been hit by the sword.
Between the eyebrows, a vertical blood line slowly emerged.
Li Fan's body was frozen in place, like a sculpture.
"What a fast sword!"
"So strong!"
The disciples from Tianyuan Academy and Qinglong Academy who had retreated to the rear shrank their pupils when they saw this, with incredulous looks in their eyes.
Li Fan's strength is not weak anymore, but he is so vulnerable in front of this disciple of Xingwu Academy.
Wang Teng and Li Fan passed each other, and an invisible force of rules enveloped Li Fan. Li Fan's eyes were filled with strong unwillingness, shock, and deep frustration.
He was unwilling to be defeated by Wang Teng six months ago. After returning to the academy, he practiced hard in the past six months in order to defeat Wang Teng in the year-end competition and wash away the shame of defeat that day.
But the reality is so cruel.
Half a year ago, he failed in one move, and half a year later, he couldn't even withstand Wang Teng's momentum.
Even Duan Ming couldn't help but stare at Wang Teng, his eyes flickering slightly.
Although he had long expected that Li Fan was no match for Wang Teng, he did not expect that Li Fan would be defeated so miserably!
Seeing Wang Teng walking forward step by step, Duan Ming also focused his eyes and unsheathed the long sword in his hand with a "snap" sound.
"Your strength should not be underestimated, but today, without Tang Yue joining forces with you, you alone will be defeated in front of me!"
"kill!"
A cold light bloomed in Duan Ming's eyes, and then a sword light burst out instantly, piercing the void, jumping up like a startling dragon, and stabbing Wang Teng.
As soon as he took action, he showed extremely strong strength. This sword seemed to have a simple move.
But it contains the three key points of swordsmanship: quickness, accuracy and ruthlessness.
This sword was so powerful that when it was unleashed, there was sword energy flowing horizontally, and the cold sword light condensed and burst out, causing the entire void to hiss and wail in pain.
Wang Teng's calm eyes finally showed a trace of fluctuation.
Duan Ming can be said to be the strongest person he has encountered so far after entering the Taixu secret realm.
His strength ranks second among the top ten core disciples of Tianyuan Academy. He is proficient in swordsmanship, and he also condenses an invincible aura that is very condensed.
With an invincible momentum, Duan Ming's strength can be fully utilized.
Even Wang Teng did not dare to be careless. The moment Duan Ming attacked, the Jingfeng Sword flew out of Cambridge like a hidden dragon emerging from the abyss.
The first form of killing swordsmanship, the instant sword form!
In an instant, he drew his sword and drew it out.
"when!"
The two cold sword blades clicked together in an instant, splashing out brilliant sparks.
At the same time, an astonishing amount of sword energy burst out, turning into whirlwinds that swept in all directions with the two of them at the center.
In addition, the power of true energy exploded and surged, like ripples one after another, rippling in the void.
Earth and rocks splashed all around, and the sword marks on the surrounding trees were deep, and some were cut directly in half. The wooden leaves crashed and fell, and were picked up by the whirlwind turned into by the rolling sword energy, and twisted into endless pieces, like
Smoke and dust are generally scattered.
"Um?"
Duan Ming's eyes suddenly condensed and his eyes flickered. Unexpectedly, Wang Teng took his sword alone.
Although the sword strike just now seemed casual, in fact, he did not hold back. Unexpectedly, Wang Teng took it calmly.
At the same time, he also felt numbness in his palms. The sword that Wang Teng rushed out at that moment was not only swift and precise, but also extremely violent.
There was terrifying power in it, and it burst out as fiercely as a mountain torrent. A powerful force passed through the sword body to his wrist, making him feel a trace of pain.
His heart suddenly trembled, and the look he looked at Wang Teng was no longer as contemptuous as before.
Just one strike of the sword caused his attitude to change, his expression to become solemn, and his eyes to become extremely serious.
When swordsmen fight, with each move, you can roughly get a glimpse of the opponent's depth.
Although he had attached great importance to Wang Teng before, he just felt that Wang Teng's sword-wielding skills were mysterious and his ability in close combat might not be that strong.
But now, when the two of them were fighting in close quarters, he felt that Wang Teng's swordsmanship was not inferior to his, and that Wang Teng was even more skilled.
He was clearly behind him in drawing the sword, but he was the last to strike.
"Without Senior Sister Tang Yue, it wouldn't be difficult for me to kill you."
Wang Teng raised his eyes slightly.
The moment the voice fell, his figure flashed, his feet stepped on the shadowless step, and he waved the Jingfeng Sword in his hand, performing the second sword-killing move, a brilliant moment!
A bit of blazing white sword light was highly condensed, making the sword light extraordinarily blazing, like a mini cold sun that suddenly bloomed with a chilly air.
Duan Ming's eyes suddenly froze, his figure fell backwards, and at the same time he slashed out with his backhand sword.
The two swords clashed with each other and once again collided with blazing fire.
The next moment, a series of dense metal clashing sounds could be heard endlessly, the figures of the two people were flashing rapidly, and the entire venue was densely filled with their afterimages.
A series of cold sword lights lit up in different directions almost at the same time.
"So fast! So strong!"
"In addition to Tang Yue, there is someone in Xingwu Academy who can compete head-on with Senior Brother Duan!"
The disciples of Tianyuan Academy and Qinglong Academy who were dismissed by Duan Ming looked at the battle between the two people, their expressions changed, and they were shocked.
They really didn't expect that the disciple of Xingwu Academy in front of them could actually go head-to-head with Duan Ming, who ranked second among the core disciples of Tianyuan Academy.
"Dangdangdang..."
The cold sword light continued to pour out, and the sound of swords clashing continued to be heard.
"Thunder!"
Duan Ming suddenly shouted loudly, his eyes flashed with cold lightning, and the long sword in his hand was as fast as lightning, as if it tore through the void, and the air exploded, as powerful as thunder.