"Judging from the title, he is almost as good as the Little Sword Master Wang Teng."
"Each title is more scary than the last. I want to see what comes out in the end."
Amid the discussion, more and more people were in the air.
This battle was not limited to the human and spiritual races, and the sword was the weapon that most people specialized in, so the number of people was quickly equal to that of the quasi-spiritual emperor just now.
Jiang Chen, Song Hao and others are just a small circle.
Among the others, there are also many characters who can tell at a glance that they have excellent swordsmanship.
For example, the masked man who was defeated just now was defeated by the combination of the Ice Spirit Saint and another masked man.
His swordsmanship level is probably not much worse than Song Hao's.
"Today we cannot borrow external force. We can understand all the old and new grudges here."
"That day in front of the Dan Emperor's descendants, you relied on external force to act recklessly. I will pay you back a hundredfold."
"I want to settle the ancient sword."
Huo Zhengyu, Wu Ziming, and Song Hao took turns saying something, and they all had the same murderous intention.
"Everyone, fight yourselves first, don't interfere here." Wu Ziming suddenly looked at the others and said.
Most people had no objections, especially the Spirit Race, so they naturally listened to him.
Ever since, this has become an independent arena.
"Miss Tianling, you'd better get out of the way." Huo Zhengyu said.
"We don't want to hurt you." Wu Ziming also said.
Tian Ling's beautiful face showed no fear, and he chuckled: "Unlike you who seek revenge, I am a real swordsman."
Tianling has too many dazzling auras and a beauty that captivates the country.
The fair skin that can be broken by blowing is so tender and moving, it seems like you can squeeze water out of it.
Naturally, people will automatically ignore her inner qualities and forget that the Wenwu Yuan she hosted was popular throughout the three worlds of China.
"It seems that you have all forgotten that the first masterpiece of the Civil and Military Academy was created by this girl!"
Tian Ling changed her image of a weak woman, her eyes stood up and sparkled.
A magic weapon-level sword appeared in his hand, and the sword energy spurted out, blowing away the waterfall's long hair.
"Take it."
Jiang Chen felt relieved and knew that there was nothing wrong with her, so he pulled out the Tianque Sword and handed it to Ji Yinyi next to him.
Ji Yinyi came from a small wasteland, and the sword in her hand was only a rudimentary magic weapon. It was obviously not good enough in a battle of this level.
"What should you do?" Ji Yinyi did not take the sword and was as stubborn as when they first met.
"Take it!"
Jiang Chen emphasized his tone, leaving no room for doubt.
"you!"
Ji Yinyi raised her eyebrows and looked at him not to be outdone, but when she met those eyes, she was stunned as if she was electrocuted and took the Tianque Sword.
Tianque Sword is also an ancient sword, so when Song Hao saw that he gave the sword to a woman, he was so angry that his face turned blue.
"here we go."
At this point, the battle over Quasi-Sword Master begins.
Others started fighting.
On the edge, Jiang Chen, Ji Yinyi, Tian Ling and Huo Zhengyu, Wu Ziming, and Song Hao were three against three.
The reason why the fight hasn't started yet is because Song Hao is still fighting over who will take action against Jiang Chen.
"This is a duel between quasi-sword masters, and of course it has to be me!" Song Hao said.
"This has nothing to do with the sword. We, the Fire Spirit Clan, have irresolvable hatred with him!" Huo Zhengyu refused to give in and wanted to take action.
"Speaking of hatred, I can only break the demonic barrier by killing Jiang Chen with my own hands." Wu Ziming also said.
The three of them couldn't argue and reached a deadlock.
"I think you have made a mistake. This is not the territory of the Spirit Clan, and it is not for you to decide who will take action!"
At this moment, Tian Ling's cold voice came, and she moved forward with a sword in her hand.
The three of them couldn't determine who she was going to draw the sword at.
Until the last minute!
"Sky Sword Breaks Dawn!"
Like a bright light in the dark night, the heavenly spirit and the human sword merged into one, and the tip of the sword was directed toward Wu Ziming.
"Sword master level!"
Jiang Chen and Song Hao were shocked at the same time. They didn't expect a woman from Tianling to have such high attainments in swordsmanship.
"Kamikaze!"
Wu Ziming reacted quickly and used his signature spiritual technique, turning the person into an uncaptured gust of wind.
What he didn't expect was that the sword in Tian Ling's hand shone brightly and radiated light.
Along with the cry, a trace of blood appeared in Wu Ziming's blast, and his person also showed his true form in the distance, with an expression of disbelief on his face.
"You shouldn't use the same spiritual skills in front of me. I am the organizer of the Civil and Military Academy."
Following Qingyou's voice, Tianling stepped forward again and assassinated him.
Her words also reminded why some people have not taken action yet.
Before the title of your choice appears, you don’t want to expose yourself too early.
"Taiyu Kendo!"
Suddenly, Song Hao was the first to draw his sword. Just like last time in Tiansheng City, he also used his ultimate move.
The sword on his back let out a long roar, rushed high into the sky, and then crashed down like a fall.
"Jiang Chen! There is no external force this time, let me see what you are going to do!" Song Hao shouted.
The last time he used this technique, Jiang Chen sent his sword flying, and he was still very dissatisfied.
For someone like him, it is a shame for his peers to use external force.
But it happened that he was not the only one in the city that day, but there were also a large number of geniuses such as Huo Zhengyu.
Jiang Chen would have been beaten into a pig's head if he didn't use external force, so no one would blame him.
Today, Song Hao wants the world to see the demeanor of the young and best swordsman of the human race.
His Taiyu Sword fell faster and faster, and the tip of the sword was like a big furnace.
Jiang Chen stood below, slightly raising his chin, still not hiding.
"Reincarnation Fist!"
He didn't even use a sword, but punched him out.
But facing an opponent like Song Hao, he didn't dare to be careless.
While punching, the thunder method circulates throughout the body, and its own strength is not retained.
Before Taiyu sword and fist could collide, the fist light came forward to meet him.
With a snap, the Taiyu Sword struck the fist, shook a few times, and then spun wildly.
As if Jiang Chen didn't need to take a breath, he put his hand on the Chixiao Sword and used the instantaneous technique to attack.
The moment he appeared, he had already entered the Sword of Fire realm.
The power of swordsmanship has reached the level of a master, and combined with the second level of the mystery of fire, the power is extremely astonishing.
Song Hao lost his sword, but he did not panic. He reached out and grabbed the scabbard on his back and used it as a sword.
Being able to gain the respect of Huo Zhengyu, the sixth secret of fire, Song Hao would not be defeated just yet.
"Your kendo power is really nothing special. This is simply a stain on kendo."
Song Hao made a mocking sound and responded to the enemy with his sword scabbard in hand.
The blazing fire could not get close to him, so he was washed away by the mighty sword energy.
At the same time, Song Hao looked at the sword not far away, still spinning wildly and out of control.
"Fortunately, his sword power is mediocre."
Song Hao was relieved and waited for Taiyu Sword to come back to kill the enemy.
But gradually, a look of shock appeared on his face, and he discovered something very terrifying.
Jiang Chen's sword power will not weaken, but will continue to rise. The red sky sword's radiance is so blazing that the temperature can boil the sea, and the people on the battlefield are sweating profusely.