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Chapter one hundred and eighty seventh battle

Both of them were at the seventh level of Naxuan, and the swords in their hands were equally extraordinary. When the two came together, the power immediately exploded, and the Xuanqi exploded instantly, and the two of them passed each other through the shock wave.

Zhao Changming turned around and looked at the red sword in Ling Feng's hand. He carefully observed the sword body whose material it was difficult to tell. It felt familiar, but he couldn't remember it, but the sword body was more than one meter long and one palm wide.

But Zhao Changming secretly smacked his lips, seeing how easily Ling Feng grasped it with one hand, how much strength he had!

"Does it have a name?"

Zhao Changming asked curiously, Ling Feng nodded, and then said with a smile: "Hongmang."

"Good name."

The two exchanged pleasantries before meeting each other and rushing toward each other. The red light in Ling Feng's hand struck Zhao Changming with a mountain-like momentum with every strike. The overwhelming power prevented Zhao Changming from fully unleashing his sword intent.

But Zhao Changming was equally extraordinary. The sword in his hand was very flexible, and his attack angle was even more tricky. With the help of his sword intention, even Ling Feng, who was good at resisting, had to dodge and did not dare to resist.

Zhao Changming pierced Ling Feng's chest with a sword as fast as lightning. This sword no longer used sword energy, because only sword energy was useless to Ling Feng, and would be directly crushed under Ling Feng's power!

You need to rely on the power of the sword itself. This sword is integrated with the top wisdom and hard work of this era. The power of the sword alone can obliterate all the existence of Naxuan, but this time it is Ling Feng.

"Ding!"

Ling Feng turned one hand to block the red light in front of him, but Zhao Changming's profound energy was astonishingly powerful. It was this stab that directly knocked Ling Feng back dozens of meters. His feet plowed two ditches on the ground, and then he greeted him.

Ling Feng's move was the one that defeated Po Chong Lou.

"The sword breaks and the bright light grows!"

Zhao Changming gave a cold shout and caught up with Ling Feng in an instant, and then disappeared together with the people and the sword. Only the countless sword lights were killing Ling Feng, but what was different from Po Chong Lou was that the red light in Ling Feng's hand was extremely fast.

The shadow turned into a "ball" to firmly protect Ling Feng.

"boom!"

The sword flower blooming like a flower hit it, and the burst of profound energy fluctuations directly flew away a layer of floor tiles ten meters away, exposing the soil below. The ball firmly blocked Zhao Changming's sword light. If it was

Ordinary people will definitely become a pile of minced meat.

But before the first wave was blocked, Zhao Changming disappeared into the sword light with inhuman speed. Because the speed of running was consistent with the speed of swinging the sword, Zhao Changming was buried by the sword light, so it looked like

Just disappeared.

Zhao Changming continued to swing his long sword around Ling Feng, and was constantly attacked by Zhao Changming on this "ball". The sword was extremely sharp, and the power contained in it burst out, and even through the red light, Ling Feng could feel chills all over his body.

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Any slightest carelessness would result in his head being beheaded directly. Zhao Changming did not retain any of his strength, and the mysterious energy continued to wreak havoc in all directions, cutting neat cracks on the ground like a sword.

It's hard to imagine how Ling Feng, who was the target of the attack, could withstand such an attack. Ling Feng kept waving the red light, from one hand to both hands, and his eyes turned the same blood red as his head, because the profound energy fluctuations were too strong.

As a result, he couldn't see Zhao Changming, but he could see the flowing sword intent and the mysterious energy all over, and there was really no gap!

"Three thousand falling leaves are floating!"

Ling Feng would not resist forever. He grasped the hilt of the sword tightly with both hands, and his whole body was shrouded in red mysterious energy. Then, the scene of a sword piercing through countless bamboo leaves suddenly appeared in his eyes.

Both hands slashed out red light at a speed faster than Zhao Changming's. Different from Zhao Changming's ultimate, Ling Feng's sword light updated like a dandelion and slashed in all directions. The red sword light suddenly swallowed Zhao Changming, and then the whole space suddenly stagnated, followed by

What came was countless sword lights filling the entire arena!

"The flowers bloom and the sword returns!"

Zhao Changming's voice rang in Ling Feng's ears. At this moment, only Zhao Changming's sword was left in the world. Ling Feng was completely swallowed up. The audience looked at the world of white sword light with dumbfounded eyes. This arena was nearly a kilometer away.

Big, hundreds of meters high, not to mention sword light, only Xuanqi can dig out their spiritual palace and fill it up!

Such a sharp light was almost blinding their eyes, and their hearts trembled, for fear that the sword would break out of the barrier and stand on them. Some people even thought of the horrific scene of blood splattering on the spectator seats.

Zhao Changming's methods are really going to reach the sky, and how can Ling Feng, who is at the center, resist?

Unexpectedly, in the world of sword light, a red sword suddenly appeared in the west and divided the whole world into two halves. The world collapsed instantly. When the figures of the two people appeared in everyone's eyes again, they were already stunned.

I couldn't speak at all.

I saw that the arena was riddled with holes at the moment, like half of a battlefield with tens of thousands of people. Not a single floor tile was intact, and the walls were covered with sword grunts. People who saw it made their scalp numb and pimpled, but now there is no

People have time to pay attention.

Because the two monsters were still in the wild fight, nine lightsabers appeared behind Zhao Changming, and then they all pointed the swords at the red boy a hundred meters away, and then flew out, cutting through the air and stabbing the boy, everything along the way

All were cut open.

"call!"

But Ling Feng was even more domineering, holding the red light with both hands and stretching forward. With a roll, nine sword lights were actually driven by him, and then slashed towards the latter along with Zhao Changming's own profound energy.

The red sword blade covered with mysterious energy seemed to be tens of meters long, and then it hit Zhao Changming. In the process, countless mysterious energy was attracted, and it became larger and larger. Even Ling Feng could not control it.

, I can only press down with all my strength.

"Boom!"

The roar of the storm rang in everyone's ears. Zhao Changming took a deep breath while looking at the gradually growing sword blade above his head, then pointed with one hand, the hidden shadow floated in the air and emitted a dazzling light, and then Zhao Changming quickly pinched it with both hands.

Seal, the profound energy from his body continued to flow into the sword, and the blood on his face was about to recede.

"Sword Control!"

Zhao Changming uttered two words, and then he stopped making any movements. The red light chopped off his head, but it hit nothing on the top of Zhao Changming's head. Then the ground under his feet collapsed instantly, and the soil was isolated four feet away from Zhao Changming's body.

The long sword in front of him emitted a soft light, and it was this light that blocked Ling Feng's attack.

Countless sword cultivators are envious of this move. It communicates with the sword and can directly wield the power of the sword, but the requirements are very high. They don't even know the battle now, because it is only available to the sword sect.

It is also the holy land that every swordsman longs for.

The two people in the audience stopped moving after the blow. Zhao Changming jumped out of the pit and stood on the ring again, holding the long sword at an angle, his face covered with sweat, and his long hair draped over his shoulders, acting wildly and unruly.

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As for Ling Feng's domineering posture, he held the red light with both hands and inserted it into the soil in front of him. His chest heaved violently, which made Zhao Changming's right eyelid twitch. He couldn't bear to part with it, as if he was aware of Zhao Changming's thoughts.

, the sword in his hand started to tremble.

"Cheerful! How much profound energy do you still have?"

Zhao Changming looked at Ling Feng and shouted. The sweat swayed from his face and fell into the soil under his feet. It disappeared instantly. This was the first time he fought so comfortably. He had to suppress his strength when fighting others here, for fear of accidentally killing him.

killed innocent people.

But when fighting Ling Feng, there is no need to worry at all. You even have to worry about whether you can beat Ling Feng.

"Half, come again?"

As Ling Feng spoke, he rearranged the scattered heads, otherwise they would be in the way. Zhao Changming also looked at the heads on his shoulders and tied them up properly before continuing: "I just learned a new sword move.

How about using this as a victory or defeat!"

"What a coincidence, so am I."

The corners of Ling Feng's mouth gradually raised, and he smiled. This made Zhao Changming's expression stiff for a moment, and then he was relieved. He could also understand how Ling Feng could not be possible.

Then both of them adjusted their state again, preparing for the final blow, allowing the profound energy in the spiritual palace to fill up the meridians, and then continued to squeeze until they could no longer bear it and used the final blow. This was a competition of absolute strength.

Everyone who was watching the battle felt frustrated listening to the conversation between the two. Is this why they are so powerful? They can understand the battle in one battle, and what they understand is definitely the most suitable. That power...

"The proud ones of heaven, proud, they are the proud ones!"

I don’t know who shouted such a sentence, and everyone couldn’t help but engraved the word Tianjiao in their hearts. What they didn’t know was that in the distant future, the word Tianjiao would spread across the continent from here, and countless people would

In order to obtain the title of Tianjiao, fight all your life!

As the two people's breathing gradually became heavier, everyone stopped talking and focused all their attention on staring, one second, three seconds, five seconds, ten seconds!

Ling Feng and Zhao Changming moved together. Ling Feng stepped forward and stretched out his hands to hold the red light. There was blood in his eyes. A circle of mysterious energy storm swept up the soil on the ground. The momentum on his body also climbed up almost instantly.

to the top.

Zhao Changming, on the other hand, restrained all his momentum, profound energy, and breath, like a dead man, and then slowly closed his eyes. The sword in his hand exuded a dazzling light, and the frequency of its slight flashes gradually matched that of Zhao Changming's.

Heartbeat and breathing consistent.

The silence in the competition ground was terrifying, not even the sound of wind. The golden beauty sitting on the golden dust clock no longer swayed her feet, holding her breath and looking at Ling Feng, and everyone in the audience below also sat there.

On both of them.

In one second, Ling Feng pulled out the red light from the soil, and Zhao Changming's eyes suddenly opened. At this moment, the entire arena was divided by the power of the two people, half red and half white, and the two rushed towards it together.

They hit each other and shouted loudly at the same time.

"Bloodbath!"

"The sword shines forever!"

The extremely pure blood sword was smashed out from Ling Feng's hand. All the profound energy behind him was pulled and compressed in this sword. The nearly 100-meter-large blood-colored sword blade slashed down thickly and coldly.

, the power that can tear and destroy everything!

And Zhao Changming's eyes were glowing with white light, and the pupils were invisible. Even his body seemed to be transformed into light, so that the world would forever be shrouded in sword light under his sword, and then with a cold sword light, the sword shone brightly.

Ever bright!

"Boom!"

When the two people's attacks collided, a roar like thunder resounded through the sky. Red and white lights entangled together and expanded outward, flying away layers of soil. They continued to explode and squeeze, making people completely invisible.

What is the central situation?

"boom!"

A second loud noise followed, and the originally huge ball of light suddenly grew larger, and was then violently dispersed by the attack wave in it. The fluctuations of profound energy also disappeared in an instant, but the remaining profound energy was still strong.

horrible.

Dust and stones covered an area of ​​nearly 100 meters, and Ling Feng and Zhao Changjiang could not be seen at all. The entire arena was deathly silent, with only the faint sound of stones falling from the sky.

They all held their breath and watched the delay gradually dissipate. Finally, they saw it!


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