A person without a battle ring can easily block Peng Lan's sword!
The people watching the excitement below couldn't help but blink their eyes, and after seeing clearly, they took a deep breath.
Especially the people of the Wuliang Sword Sect, who are familiar with the advantages of Wuliang Sword, they should not have such a result.
The word "infinite" means endless, like the sea, but if it is just like this, it is not suitable for swordsmanship.
The immeasurable swordsmanship is like a storm sweeping through the entire city, compressed into a three-foot green front, and spurting out towards a point.
It can tear apart any hard object. When fighting people, if it is in the air, it will have a great advantage.
Peng Lan is like a child hitting an adult's weapon with a wooden stick. It doesn't hurt or itch.
On the other hand, Jiang Chen, who has regained his true appearance, has changed from his previous illness, becoming full of energy and high spirits.
The young swordsman's demeanor is even more refreshing, and many women's eyes are much brighter.
"It turns out that this senior brother is still so young." Feng Wei thought to herself.
Peng Ying, who had previously mocked Jiang Chen as a sick cat, was full of embarrassment. Fortunately, she was not next to Feng Wei, otherwise she would have been ashamed of herself.
Compared with Jiang Chen, he is almost like a toad.
Of course, appearance is only secondary after all, what people focus on is the battle.
Peng Lan's sword is unstoppable and also changeable, and the sharpness of the sword is not affected by the strength of the sword.
After all, she is still a genius with a golden battle ring, her offensive is not affected, she is as fast as wind and as powerful as fire.
What's even more subtle is that every time the sword falls, it is not over, just like the brushstrokes left by the painter in advance.
At the end, it was completed in one breath, and it was as devastating as the boundless sea.
"The infinite swordsmanship is truly remarkable."
The swordsmen present were amazed, filled with yearning and envy.
However, some truly discerning people knew that Jiang Chen was the one who really stood out, because Peng Lan's attacks were all resisted!
That extremely exquisite sword strike was in vain, Jiang Chen seemed to have figured out Peng Lan's sword style well in advance.
It seems to be just an ordinary movement, but it shows its power against the background that even the infinite swordsmanship cannot break.
As time passed, the people below also noticed this, and screams of exclamation continued.
Just being able to fight inextricably with someone with a golden battle ring is already very rare.
"What is the origin of this guy without a battle ring?"
"Why did he disguise himself before?"
People became extremely interested in Jiang Chen.
"Infinite Ultimate Style: Moon Sword Round Kill!"
Seeing that he could not defeat Jiang Chen for a long time, Peng Lan finally became anxious and resorted to his killer move.
The sword style changed again, and the sword light was bright and white, covering the entire sky.
In a very short period of time, the sword light turned into countless sharp swords, thousands of them, heading towards Jiang Chen.
This kind of sword power is very famous in the history of kendo, that is, thousands of swords return to the clan, and tens of thousands of swords kill the enemy at the same time.
However, most of them can only imitate the "form", without inner meaning, are flashy and not as good as ordinary sword moves.
But the sword performed by Peng Lan can be regarded as the essence of the sword that evolved from the "Ten Thousand Swords Returning to the Sect".
After Wan Jian appeared, under the movement of Peng Lan's sword, it rotated clockwise with her as the center at an extremely fast speed, forming a blue storm vortex.
"go!"
Peng Lan pointed his sword at Jiang Chen, and a storm of ten thousand swords flew away, one after another, connected front to back, and looked like they formed a divine sword.
Facing this sword, Jiang Chen circulated the power of phoenix blood, and the flames covered his whole body.
In the past, when faced with an opponent like Peng Lan, the power of Phoenix Blood was activated immediately to be able to match him.
It is only used at the critical moment now because of the improvement of realm.
No matter how neglected the realm is, it is still the most basic.
Jiang Chen's eighth level is looked down upon by others because Peng Lan's realm is the ninth level.
If he were in the fourth or fifth heaven, no matter how good Jiang Chen was in martial arts, others would only pity his opponent.
Speaking of which, after Jiang Chen activated his treasure book, the expressions of the people below changed drastically.
"Heir to the family?"
Everyone put aside their contempt, their faces were solemn, and their eyes were filled with awe, as if they understood why Jiang Chen had to change his appearance.
Central Continent is dominated by nine major forces, and there are no traces of inherited families.
The reason is that the inherited families dominate the entire states in other states!
Central Continent was divided between nine major powers, and what each major force received was not as good as the inheritance family that dominated the entire state.
Therefore, if Zhongzhou discovers a disciple from a family that has inherited the family, they will not offend him easily.
"how so……"
Peng Ying, who only relied on his sister, couldn't accept it. In the blink of an eye, a guy who was considered low-class suddenly became a genius with a high background and superb swordsmanship.
"He will definitely not survive." Peng Ying thought.
Not only him, but everyone else was worried about how Jiang Chen would survive under ten thousand swords.
The storm of ten thousand swords has arrived in front of Jiang Chen, intending to engulf him.
Jiang Chen refused to dodge, letting the storm of ten thousand swords come in front of him, and swung his sword towards him.
"Is he crazy?"
Someone below screamed, facing such a sword, there is no way to go head-to-head, especially when the level is lower than others.
"Humph." Peng Lan sneered, as if he had seen Jiang Chen's fate when his heart was pierced by ten thousand swords.
Soon, Jiang Chen pulled out the black knife with his right hand and made an astonishing move, that is, he closed his eyes.
He doesn't use his eyes to see, but listens with his ears. The swords and swords work together perfectly and smoothly.
Ding ding ding!
The storm of ten thousand swords came in front of him, less than a second away, and was about to crush Jiang Chen.
But under everyone's surprised gazes, Jiang Chen actually blocked it. The sword was also so fast that it disappeared and was not swallowed up by Wan Jian immediately.
Originally, when people should have been worried that Jiang Chen would be crushed under the next sword blade, they instead took steps and walked forward.
The storm of ten thousand swords could not stop his footsteps, and one of the swords was broken into two halves, flew into the air and turned into a light and disappeared.
"Your sword is really weak." Jiang Chen repeated what he had just said.
"you!"
On the other side of the Ten Thousand Swords Storm, Peng Lan watched Jiang Chen approaching, her pressure doubled, but she couldn't move after using this sword, and she knew exactly what it meant.
"What kind of monster is this guy!"
Peng Lan cursed in his heart, Wuliang Sword Technique was famous for its destructive power, but Jiang Chen was like a rock in the waves, which could not be shaken by wind and rain.
"Swordsmanship, he also masters swordsmanship, and it is the swordsmanship that restrains Wuliang Swordsmanship!" Elder Li of Wuliang Sword Sect shouted.
Immortal swordsmanship, immortality!
In the face of the storm of thousands of swords, life is endless, like a magic lamp that will never go out. In the fierce battle, the light becomes brighter and brighter.
The offensive of Wuliang Sword Dao was all neutralized.
"Do you have any last words? I'm listening."
In the blink of an eye, Jiang Chen was no more than ten meters away from Peng Lan, showing a hint of sneer.