"Interesting, I didn't expect that Mo Wangchen is also a sword cultivator?"
"It looks like swordsmanship is his most powerful asset?"
In the surrounding auditorium, everyone was talking incessantly. From the beginning to the end, they never thought that Mo Wangchen also knew swordsmanship.
After getting the Yuan Hong Sword, Mo Wangchen's whole temperament also changed. His eyes were much colder and clear, as if there was a flash of sword light. The sharp and sharp aura of a swordsman was also in him.
It exploded all over the body.
"Um?"
Xiao Feiyuan frowned slightly, with surprise in his eyes. Obviously he had not thought that Mo Wangchen was also a swordsman. Now, the aura exuding from the other party, the aloof temperament belonging to a swordsman, made Xiao Feiyuan very clear.
Mo Wangchen’s swordsmanship is probably not simple!
"Won't you back down?"
After a brief silence, Xiao Feiyuan smiled coldly, "If you are also a swordsman, then it should not be difficult to notice the gap between us. I have been practicing swordsmanship since I was a child and have been a swordsman for eight years. In my eyes, you
Your swordsmanship is worthless!"
There was unparalleled confidence in his eyes. Jianmen was the most powerful swordsmanship sect in the ten directions. He had been a disciple for eight years and after eight years of hard training, his swordsmanship had already reached perfection.
"Noisy!"
Mo Wangchen's cold voice came. At this moment, there was no emotion in his eyes, and he looked at Xiao Feiyuan coldly.
As the voice fell, he took a step back. After taking a deep breath, a bright light flashed in his eyes. The next moment, his body turned into a black shadow and flew out.
While moving, a faint golden glow emerged from Mo Wangchen's body, and the movement of the Hidden Dragon's Immortal Body could make him move faster.
Buzz!
The sword roared, and the Yuan Hong Sword slashed into the sky. In an instant, a suffocating and terrifying sword pressure enveloped it. The sword light was like lightning, piercing the void, as if the entire space was screaming mournfully at this moment.
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Facing Mo Wangchen's sudden sword attack, Xiao Feiyuan's eyes narrowed slightly, and the careless look on his face suddenly disappeared.
"Wings of the Sea!"
He shouted deeply, the sword in his hand was already shaking crazily, and he swung it out under the eyes of everyone in the audience.
laugh!
The sword light, like a death scythe, fiercely tore towards Mo Wangchen's attack at the moment it appeared.
In the end, the two collided, exploded, and disappeared in an instant. The fierce wind and waves were like a sword, sweeping around the arena, making people's expressions change slightly.
Mo Wangchen snorted coldly, but was still moving. Suddenly, a layer of faint golden light shrouded the Yuan Hong Sword. At the same time, a fiery feeling emanated from it. That sword,
It seems to be carrying the radiance of the bright sun, which is extremely dazzling to look at.
"Setting Sun Sword Technique!"
Buzz!
As Mo Wangchen finished speaking, billowing heat waves poured out from his long sword, instantly turning into golden sword shadows that swept out like a wave.
Boom boom!
Boom boom!
As the sword shadow moved, there were bursts of bursting sounds, and fire filled the sky, shining in all directions of the arena.
"What?!"
Xiao Feiyuan's expression suddenly changed. The strength of Mo Wangchen's sword was beyond his expectation. The dense shadow of the sword was like a big mountain, and the terrible sword pressure seemed to be able to crush him.
"Shadow Stream Sword Technique!"
Among the lightning and flint, Xiao Feiyuan's long sword connected with the void, and dozens of sword energy flew past, forming a large sword array, which seemed to be able to crush everything.
Click!
Click!
However, what everyone didn't expect was that the moment the two came into contact, Xiao Feiyuan's sword light collapsed and was swallowed up by the golden sword shadow.
What followed was Xiao Feiyuan's screams. Those golden sword shadows passed through his body, blood spattered, and shocking sword marks covered his body.
"You said my swordsmanship is worthless?"
The scene fell silent briefly. Mo Wangchen held Yuan Hong in his hand and walked towards Xiao Feiyuan. His eyes were full of coldness, "Are you qualified to say this?"
At this moment, Xiao Feiyuan had dozens of sword marks all over his body, and blood flowed out, making him seem to be a bloody man, looking miserable.
"die!"
I saw his face was ferocious, murderous intent appeared in his eyes, and while the sword was trembling crazily, it was slowly thrust out, and the sharp sword power filled the air again, making people breathless.
Mo Wangchen's eyes narrowed slightly, he exerted force on the soles of his feet, and his body suddenly retreated.
"Want to kill me?"
He squinted his eyes and his eyes became completely cold.
While speaking, the Yuanhong Sword trembled slightly, and a terrifying momentum was brewing. When the astonishing sword pressure in the air reached its peak, the Yuanhong Sword flashed a sword light in the void.
Buzz!
In front of Mo Wangchen, the space suddenly fluctuated sharply. The next moment, a strong wind swept across, forming a tornado with flying sand and dust. It was a tornado formed by sword energy, which seemed to be able to swallow everything.
It blasted away towards Xiao Feiyuan.
"Luo Chen swordsmanship!"
Unparalleled murderous intent filled the air in his eyes. At this moment, Mo Wangchen did not hesitate at all. With this Luo Chen sword technique, he was going to completely obliterate Xiao Feiyuan.
In the distance, when he saw the storm of sword energy sweeping in front of him, Xiao Feiyuan's eyes finally showed fear. He had no doubt that once he was involved, he would be killed.
Crushed into minced meat.
"stop!"
Suddenly, from a certain direction in the auditorium, there was a loud shout.
Buzz!
At the same time, an astonishing sword pressure covered the entire scene, and the astonishing sword light flew by, directly cutting through Mo Wangchen's sword energy storm, and dissipated instantly.
Whoosh!
A figure appeared in front of Xiao Feiyuan. It was a young man. In him, there was an amazing burst of swordsmanship that no one dared to underestimate.
The man is surprisingly the Sword Sect’s Holy Son, Sikong Yi!
If he hadn't taken action just now, Xiao Feiyuan would have died in Mo Wangchen's hands.
"What do you mean?"
Mo Wangchen squinted his eyes and looked at Si Kong Yi coldly. At the same time, a hint of fear flashed through his eyes. Si Kong Yi was a strong man in the Yuanshen realm. If he wanted to kill him, it would be easy!
"The rules of the competition are that no one is allowed to die. Don't forget, the blow you just made was obviously an attempt to kill Xiao Feiyuan!" Sikong Yi looked at him with equally cold eyes.
"If you were not a fool, you should have noticed that it was Xiao Feiyuan who wanted to kill me just now, right?"
Mo Wangchen sneered and continued, "If I hadn't reacted in time, I might have been the one who died at this moment. If you didn't stop me just now, what qualifications do you have to criticize me here now?"
Whoosh!
While Mo Wangchen was speaking, Qin Yue flew up behind him and stood in front of Mo Wangchen, looking directly at Sikong Yi with a very indifferent gaze.
"Jianmen, are you trying to deceive me into having no one in the Alchemy Sect?"