Although Zhao Qianyang looked arrogant and arrogant, when he made a move, he did not underestimate the enemy at all. His move was one of his unique moves.
Moreover, at this age, Zhao Qianyang can possess the late stage cultivation of Jindan, which is enough to show that this person's cultivation talent is still very good.
"Use both swords to slay gods and demons!"
Zhao Qianyang shouted loudly.
Holding the Sword Jue in his right hand, he controlled the two swords, one left and one right, across two arcs, attacking Jiang Yunfan's left and right ribs at the same time.
The speed of the two swords is extremely fast.
With shining light.
The space is like tofu, torn apart easily.
Jiang Yunfan narrowed his eyes slightly and his expression became more serious.
Zhao Qianyang's move was indeed quite powerful, and even Jiang Yunfan felt a hint of danger from it.
"One punch can conquer mountains and rivers!"
Jiang Yunfan took half a step back with his right foot, tilted his body slightly, made a fist with his right hand, pulled it back, and then punched out fiercely.
A huge golden fist shadow was smashed out.
Wherever he passed, the stone slabs of the arena below suddenly crackled and cracked.
There was a noticeable dent in the ring.
"Bang bang!"
The two swords struck the golden fist shadow, making an earth-shaking explosion.
The fist shadow was chopped into pieces, but the energy of the two swords was exhausted and returned to Zhao Qianyang's hands.
"Come again!"
Jiang Yunfan pulled back his right hand again and punched out fiercely.
Take the initiative.
"Two punches, collapse the world!"
This punch was even more powerful than the previous one.
Zhao Qianyang's expression also became more serious.
The sword technique changes instantaneously, and the sword moves also change.
"The Nine Heavens Mysterious Sword has undergone a shocking transformation!"
The two swords are in front of each other.
The purple lightning is in front, and the green frost is behind.
The two swords combined and attacked Jiang Yunfan.
"Boom! Boom!"
There was another earth-shattering explosion.
Even the arena made of special materials was mostly destroyed by the residual power of the battle.
Countless rubbles flew around.
Jiang Yunfan was as steady as Mount Tai, motionless.
Zhao Qianyang couldn't help but took two steps back.
His face was also a little abnormally flushed.
In this second move, Zhao Qianyang still fell slightly behind.
However, Zhao Qianyang was not anxious. With a smile on his face, he licked his lips and reached out to make a move. The two swords that were knocked back by Jiang Yunfan's punch immediately flew back to his side, circling above his head.
"Sure enough, there were a few moments. It seems that I am going to take it seriously."
Zhao Qianyang looked at Jiang Yunfan with squinted eyes and gritted his teeth.
Jiang Yunfan still ignored Zhao Qianyang, but still reached out and hooked him.
"Arrogant!"
A look of ferociousness appeared on Zhao Qianyang's face. He raised his right hand, put his index finger into his mouth, and bit it hard. His finger was bitten immediately, and blood oozed from the corner of his mouth.
Zhao Qianyang raised his bleeding right hand high and pointed it towards the two swords hovering above his head. Immediately, a line of blood spurted out and sprayed on the two swords.
The two swords suddenly flashed a strange red light.
It seemed to be attractive, and all of Zhao Qianyang's blood was sucked to the blade, and condensed into two blood clots, swimming back and forth on the blades of the two swords, but never flowing out of the range of the blades. It looked extremely
Weird.
"I sacrifice my blood to my sword!"
"The sword is astonishing and shakes the sky!"
Zhao Qianyang pointed to the sky with one hand, and the sound was like thunder, exploding the heaven and earth.
Then he pointed forward with his right hand.
The two swords buzzed suddenly, and then turned into two sword lights, attacking Jiang Yunfan with endless power.
This attack was far from comparable to the previous two.
Jiang Yunfan also understood that Zhao Qianyang was really serious.
The true energy in his body also began to circulate crazily.
"Three punches, break the sky!"
The golden fist shadow appears again.
Carrying extremely powerful power, it was smashed out.
With a "bang", the golden fist shadow was blown away, and the two sword lights only weakened a little, but still retained most of their power and continued to attack Jiang Yunfan.
Seeing this scene, the Wuji Sect disciples suddenly became nervous and could not help clenching their fists tightly.
Could it be that Jiang Yunfan is going to lose?
However, Master Zui, Cang Yuanji and other Wuji Sect senior officials were not worried.
They know that Jiang Yunfan's true strength has not been revealed yet.
Lin Fan wasn't worried either.
He had personally experienced Jiang Yunfan's Life Fist. Even from Lin Fan's perspective, the Life Fist was pretty good. As long as Jiang Yunfan used the Life Fist, Zhao Qianyang would never stand a chance.
Sure enough, Jiang Yunfan himself was not worried at all.
But he didn't use his life punch either.
Perhaps in Jiang Yunfan's view, Zhao Qianyang was not qualified to force him to use his fatal punch, nor was he qualified to let him hurt himself first and then hurt others.
What Jiang Yunfan is performing now is a super ninth-grade martial art called "Ba Fist". The moves are very simple and very rough. It is expressed as a simple and direct punch. There is no fancy or any change. It is just very simple.
There are only four punches in the entire martial arts, which means there are only four punches.
But in fact, this martial art is not simple. Each punch is more fierce than the last, and each punch is more domineering than the last!
Previously, when Jiang Yunfan fought with others in the ring, he always defeated the enemy with one punch. What he used was the first form of domination boxing, one punch to conquer mountains and rivers!
However, this Zhao Qianyang was obviously very powerful, so Jiang Yunfan had already punched him three times and still could not defeat him.
"Four punches, enter reincarnation!"
Jiang Yunfan shouted low and clenched his fist with his right hand again. Black and white light suddenly appeared on the edge of the fist, half of it was black and half of it was white. The two completely different lights coexisted quite harmoniously, which was very strange.
The next moment, Jiang Yunfan punched out.
The movement is very light.
There is very little movement.
Unlike the previous three punches, where the punch was a huge golden shadow, this fourth punch had no obvious effect. You could only feel the air in front of you being sharply compressed.
Others couldn't see it, but Lin Fan could see a completely transparent fist shooting out rapidly.
Zhao Qianyang's pupils shrank suddenly. Although this punch seemed inconspicuous, he felt a great threat from it, and all the hairs on his body stood up at this moment.
However, Zhao Qianyang is also confident in his own unique skills.
He roared low, and his true energy surged crazily again, blessing the two swords.
The two swords screamed and moved faster.
But soon, the two swords suddenly stopped, as if they had stabbed something.
Zhao Qianyang controlled the two swords remotely, and he could feel that the two swords encountered huge resistance.
"Break it for me!"
Zhao Qianyang shouted loudly, and his feet separated instantly. With a "bang", a surge of true energy exploded, and the stone slab under his feet suddenly cracked.
The two swords trembled crazily.
"break?"
Jiang Yunfan smiled softly, turned his right wrist, and then thrust it forward.
"Bang!"
Explosions resounded.
The two swords were immediately knocked away.
The next moment, Zhao Qianyang's body suddenly turned into an arch shape, his eyes protruded, and his mouth opened wide, as if someone had punched him hard in the abdomen.
"puff!"
Zhao Qianyang spat out a mouthful of blood, and his body flew backwards like a kite with its string broken.
At this moment, he flew backwards for more than ten meters and fell heavily to the ground outside the ring.
It rolled back a few more times before stopping.
After stopping, another mouthful of blood spurted out, and his breath suddenly became weak.
Jiang Yunfan walked to the edge of the ring and looked at Zhao Qianyang condescendingly.
Zhao Qianyang struggled to raise his head, his face covered with blood, and he looked at Jiang Yunfan unwillingly. He opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but no words came out. Only blood foam was pouring out.