Canggu Holy Son stood on the edge of a desert island, staring at Chen Zong and Yi Qianqiu while recovering his strength.
In the distance, Qingchen, the others, and Li Wuji, who had already been defeated, were all staring.
Qingchen felt a little incredible.
After Chen Zong was separated from him in the sea, Qingchen was very worried. After returning to Qingzhou's Qing family, Qingchen ordered people to search for Chen Zong, but they could not find him.
Because Chen Zong entered Taiyuan Tianzong and became a disciple of Cangyu Mountain.
On weekdays, Chen Zong is quite low-key. Even in Taiyuan Continent, very few people know about Chen Zong, let alone Qingzhou, which is far away from Taiyuan Continent.
However, the Qing family is one of the Five Emperors' families after all, and one of the fifteen top powers on the Canglan Continent. After a lot of hard work, they still found the news and let Qingchen know the whereabouts of Chen Zong.
After knowing that Chen Zong became a disciple of Taiyuan Tianzong Cangyu Mountain and was accepted as a disciple by the master of Cangyu Mountain, Qingchen was completely relieved, but he was a little regretful. After all, he originally planned to invite Chen Zong to join the Qing family.
With Chen Zong's talent and training from the Qing family, he may not be much inferior to himself in the future and can be a great help to the Qing family.
What a pity.
But since Chen Zong has become a disciple of Taiyuan Tianzong and has been accepted as a disciple by Master Cangyu Mountain, he can be regarded as having a good place to go. As a friend, it is a pity but also happy for him.
However, Qingchen could not have expected that Chen Zong would be able to carry the fortune of Taiyuan Tianzong.
Although Qingchen and Chen Zong had talked about the path of the invincible grandmaster before, Qingchen's understanding of the path to invincibility was not detailed enough at that time, and secondly, he wanted to give Chen Zong an incentive.
Incredible!
It's incredible.
"Both Mr. Song and I were mistaken." Thinking of this, Qingchen couldn't help but shake his head and smile bitterly.
More than just a mistake, being able to carry Taiyuan Tianzong's destiny shows that Chen Zong is invincible among Taiyuan Tianzong's peers, and Taiyuan Tianzong is so powerful. Compared with the Qing family, it is only a little stronger.
It won't be weak.
What does this mean?
It shows that Chen Zong is not inferior to himself at all.
As their thoughts turned, Chen Zong and Yi Qianqiu moved faster and faster.
Swish!
Under the sharp sound of breaking wind, the two figures turned into two streams of light, quickly approaching each other, and after a breath, they crossed each other.
Then, there was a sonorous sound of contending, which was the sound of swords clashing.
Without pause, one sharp sound after another continued to sound, reaching my ears, and I saw two streams of light crossing and colliding on the lake surface again and again. The lake surface was cut open again and again, leaving many white and straight traces.
Every time the two swords clashed, the sound burst out, spreading out countless ripples, and the air was like water.
After fighting dozens of times in a row, it was difficult to tell the difference.
The two streams of light suddenly approached each other again, and the figures of Chen Zong and Yi Qianqiu seemed to step out of the stream of light. The two swords brought with them a brilliant brilliance, wrapping their entire bodies and colliding again.
All are high-speed swords.
Fight with speed!
When they met their opponents, the two were even more excited. They did not directly exert their full strength, but tested each other.
The white-gold sword light and the crimson sword light stirred in all directions, cutting the surrounding lake surface again and again, and the sword marks stretched for tens of meters.
Like Chen Zong, Yi Qianqiu also has a thorough understanding of the five small true meanings of the sword. In terms of application, he is not inferior to Chen Zong, but there are also differences from Chen Zong.
It can be said that while the two are testing each other, they are also constantly absorbing the advantages of each other's swordsmanship to further improve themselves.
Carrying the destiny of the sect, he is always affected by the destiny of the sect, and his understanding is even better than usual. In ordinary times, it may take a period of retreat to realize it. At this time, it only takes a short time or even a thought.
Can.
After another collision, the powerful sword light turned into a shock wave and swept in all directions. Chen Zong and Yi Qianqiu used this counterattack force to retreat in a tacit understanding.
"Next, please taste a set of sword skills that I created." Yi Qianqiu had a smile on his face and his eyes were solemn.
The platinum long sword was held flat in front of the chest, and the palm of the hand was gently stroked. The light flowed past like water and reached the tip of the sword. He hesitated, and a sword cry was heard.
"The golden wind meets each other!"
With a poetic whisper, Yi Qianqiu drew out his sword, and the platinum sword seemed to disappear in the air, leaving only a white-gold sword wind blowing towards Chen Zong.
This sword wind carries the aura fluctuations of the true meaning of the sword edge and the true meaning of wind power. The two fluctuations are combined to form this amazing move.
This move is a mid-level pseudo-spiritual weapon. What blows is not an ordinary wind, but a wind composed of terrifying sword energy. This kind of wind can scrape flesh and corrode bones.
Chen Zong struck out with his sword, burning with blazing flames.
Burning Yang Second Style!
It is also impolite to come and go without reciprocating.
After Chen Zong blocked the encounter with the golden wind with the second Burning Yang Style, he struck out with another sword, this time even more fierce.
The Three Styles of Burning Yang!
With a bang, an extremely blazing flaming sword light shot through the air, evaporating a large white mist from the lake surface.
In the white mist, Yi Qianqiu did not dodge or evade. The platinum long sword shook, dazzling light flew, and another piece of platinum-gold wind swept over.
This was completely different from the previous one. This white-gold wind carried countless cyclones, rotating at high speed, and each cyclone as thick as a finger carried an astonishing strangulation power.
This sword contains the power of three small true meanings.
Immediately, Yi Qianqiu used another sword, and there was still a white-gold wind, but not only were there countless cyclones in the wind, but there were also more finely divided wind blades in the cyclones.
This sword contains four small true meanings.
Four Burning Yang Styles!
The sword shot out, like the bombardment of a huge fireball, evaporating more white mist again, but the white mist was blown by the platinum-gold wind, fragmented, and disappeared without a trace.
Whether it is Chen Zong's Burning Yang Sword or Yi Qianqiu's Golden Wind Sword, they are both very impressive in the eyes of many people. Each sword is so powerful that it can be used as a secret for many small forces.
But for the two of them, it was just a kind of testing and communication with each other.
They are both practicing swordsmen, and their swordsmanship is so superb. The two of them are so happy to see each other, so naturally they will not decide the winner so easily. At least, they will fight to the bitter end.
This is not only a battle of strength, but also a battle of swordsmanship.
Yi Qianqiu continued to display some scattered swordsmanship, which he had learned and created on his own, and some were practiced to improve himself. Most of them were low-grade pseudo-spiritual martial arts. Chen Zong also performed every move and pseudo-spiritual technique.
Lingwu, unlike Yi Qianqiu, most of Chen Zong's pseudo-lingwu are self-created.
The two swords clashed again and again, and it was difficult to tell the difference.
The people watching the battle were also fascinated by it. Perhaps it was not as fierce as the battle between Canggu Saint Son and Li Wuji and others, but it had a different flavor, that of swords and swordsmanship.
Either gorgeous or simple swords, and the ever-changing and mysterious sword moves give people a thrilling feeling.
"It's so happy, it's so happy." Yi Qianqiu changed his past indifference, as if he was madly alive, and said with a flamboyant attitude: "Next, please taste my Platinum Proud Sword Art."
"Platinum Sword Stab!"
The sword pierced the sky. The white-gold sword light was about the thickness of the sword body, piercing the sky. It stabbed Chen Zong with astonishing sharpness and unparalleled ferocity.
Wherever the sword passed, there was only a white-gold sword mark across the sky.
Chen Zong had seen this sword before, but seeing it was different from facing it in person. There was a feeling of being penetrated.
The more this happened, the more excited Chen Zong became.
Cang attack!
The gray-white sword light with a hint of red penetrated the sky and stabbed away.
The two swords did not collide, but crossed each other, but failed at the same time.
Empty platinum!
Platinum glory!
With two consecutive sword strikes, the white-gold sword light tore through everything, shattered the sky, and released an astonishing light that made it impossible to look directly at it.
Relatively speaking, Chen Zong's counterattack is relatively monotonous, and it is still a Cang attack.
But the little true meaning contained in Cangzhi is completely different, making Cangzhi also different.
Cang Strike is the secret of Cang Yu Mountain, and the Platinum Proud Sword Technique is the secret of Proud Sword Tianzong. At this point, the two of them have truly shown their strength.
Platinum Thousand Silk Sword!
Wisps of white-gold sword light came from all directions, trying to entangle Chen Zong.
Cangwu!
The gray-white mist composed of sword energy filled the air, blocking the cutting of the silk-like sword energy. With a powerful strike, the silk-like sword energy in front was broken open and shot out.
The sharpness of green jade!
The jade-white sword light struck with extremely sharp sharpness.
Yi Qianqiu's face was solemn. Before the sword came, he felt like he was being pierced, and every part of his body felt pain.
"Platinum triple kill!"
The sword was swung out, but it vibrated three times in a row, and three white-gold sword lights shot out.
"Platinum Sky Judgment!"
As he jumped up, the most powerful sword fell with him.
Swords are extremely sharp and are used as deadly weapons. Showdowns between swordsmen are often more thrilling. They may not seem so intense, but they are thrilling.
The murderous intention is hidden, and if you are not careful, one will be defeated and the other will die.
The confrontation of skills, the showdown of moves, is also a competition of strength.
In the previous battle, not much strength was used, it was just a relatively simple swordsmanship duel, but now, it is exerted with all strength, and the winner is decided.
Among the two, only one can win. If it is a life-and-death showdown, only one can survive.
Looking up, his eyes only saw a huge white-gold sword light slashing down from the sky, as if tearing the sky apart and shattering the earth.
"Platinum Three Ultimate Kills? Heavenly Sword Slash!"
After one strike, Yi Qianqiu exploded with all his strength and struck out three swords in succession. Three huge white-gold sword lights tore the sky apart, killing everything.
At this time, Yi Qianqiu was even stronger than when he fought against Chi Xiao.
This is the benefit of carrying luck. The longer the time, the more benefits.
"Five swords come out at once!"
"Bird of Beryl!"
In an instant, Chen Zong also exploded. Five swords were unsheathed in succession, each striking out a beryl.
Five moves of green jade form an extremely simple bird that tears through the sky and goes straight up against the current.
The first sword light shattered under the green jade bird, without any pause. The green jade bird rushed towards Yi Qianqiu in mid-air, and collided with the three huge sword lights that fell down again.
The light was so intense that it was difficult to open one's eyes, and one could only feel invisible needles constantly piercing into the eyes, causing excruciating pain.
The sword light was like a blazing sun exploding, nothing could be seen, and the outcome was even more curious.