It looks beautiful, but after adding Ye Guchen's thirty-six sword veins, its power is doubled.
The air seemed to be cut out of paper, being torn apart without a deep breath. Only the dreamlike sword light struck together with Zhao Fengyang's moves.
In an instant, the swords and blades exploded violently, gravel shot into the sky, and violent ripples of true energy swept across all directions, causing many warriors to retreat one after another.
Both Zhao Fengyang and Ye Guchen were shaken, with blood spilling from the corners of their mouths.
"kill!"
But the two of them didn't pause at all. Ye Guchen used the Catkin Sui Feng movement technique, and Zhao Fengyang also used his movement technique. The two people got closer, and the Jie Chen Sword and the Nine Aperture Golden Knife collided, and a harsh clash of gold and iron erupted.
Voice.
The blades of the swords intersect, creating violent sparks from friction, the true energy bursts out, and the essence is purged!
"Boy, don't think I can't subdue you. Eighteen moves will break the stone!"
Zhao Fengyang unleashed his true fire, his aura surged wildly, and he used his bottom-pressing moves.
The Eighteen Movements of Kaishan are fierce and domineering, and when Zhao Fengyang performs them, he has the power to split mountains and rubble.
Faced with Zhao Fengyang's domineering sword skills, Ye Guchen used softness to overcome strength and displayed Tai Chi swordsmanship.
The edge of his sword drew a circle, and no matter how violent Zhao Fengyang's sword energy was, he was quietly submerged in it.
"What, what kind of weird swordsmanship is this?" Zhao Fengyang changed his color for the first time. He had never heard of this kind of swordsmanship.
"Eighteen moves to open a mountain and stop the flow of water!"
Zhao Fengyang's sword skills were stronger than the other, but what shocked him was that no matter how he used his sword skills, he could not hurt Ye Guchen.
"this……"
When the warriors around him saw it, they were all shocked.
"As expected of the Sword Sect..." From a distance, Chu Qingchi couldn't help but admire.
He admitted that regardless of his cultivation level, in terms of swordsmanship, Ye Guchen was no worse than the swordsman monsters in the inner courtyard of the Sword Sect's Tower Forest, or even stronger.
"Could he really be that person? With such sword skills and the Dacheng-level Moon-piercing swordsmanship..." On the other side, although Situ Hongxue was calm on the surface, his heart was already in turmoil.
The Moonfall style that Ye Guchen had just performed was so poignant that even Situ Hongxue was slightly stunned.
Immediately, she remembered that the sword marks on the sword test stone were just mediocre moon stabbing sword skills.
Could it be a coincidence?
still……
Situ Hongxue stared at Ye Guchen closely with her beautiful eyes, and clenched her jade hands slightly.
However, she didn't know that not far away, Murong Ditian had been looking at her, his eyes slightly gloomy.
He could feel that Situ Hongxue had been paying attention to Ye Guchen.
This feeling was definitely not comfortable for Murong Ditian.
In the field, the competition between Zhao Fengyang and Ye Guchen also reached a fever pitch, and the corners of their mouths were stained with blood.
"Damn it, I don't believe that you can withstand all my sword skills, including eighteen moves to open mountains and split mountains and rivers with your sword!"
Zhao Fengyang roared, and the nine-aperture golden knife in his hand exploded with the strongest power, the veins of the weapon extended, and the dazzling golden light was as dazzling as the holy sun.
He slashed out with a knife, like cutting out a scorching sun, with such violent fluctuations that even when Chu Qingchi and others saw it, their eyes twitched slightly.
"Oh……"
Facing Zhao Fengyang's fierce and domineering sword, Ye Guchen smiled faintly.
"I'll give you back all the moves you made before!" Ye Guchen's wrist shook, and the Tai Chi swordsmanship in his hand turned from defense to offense.
Tai Chi swordsmanship was created by Zhang Sanfeng, one of the top ten masters in the world. Its power is obviously not as powerful as what Ye Guchen used before.
During this period of training, Ye Guchen also practiced Tai Chi swordsmanship to a small level.
The current Tai Chi swordsmanship can fully rebound 70% of the power.
boom!
Tai Chi swordsmanship releases all the power of previously absorbed moves.
It was so powerful that even when Ye Guchen used his sword skills, the tiger's mouth would open and blood would flow out.
"This...isn't...how is it possible?" Zhao Fengyang was stunned. He never thought that the power of Ye Guchen's sword far exceeded his expectations.
boom!
It was as if a sun had exploded, a strong storm of true energy was shooting out in all directions, and even the pressure of the sword energy surrounding him was somewhat dispersed.
Poof!
A embarrassed figure flew out and hit the ground hard, spitting out blood. The Nine-Aperture Golden Sword also had some cracks and was inserted upside down.
Dead silence...
You can even hear some people's heavy and disordered breathing.
Zhao Fengyang was defeated!
On the other side, Ye Guchen was also panting slightly, blood flowed from the corner of his mouth along his chin, and the jaws of his hands were even broken, covered in blood.
But compared to Zhao Fengyang who fell to the ground like a dead dog, he was obviously much better.
"This is Sword Sect...the real Sword Sect!"
Some sword cultivators looked at Ye Guchen with ardent eyes.
As one of the seven major forces of the Shengyuan Dynasty, the Fengdaowang Palace has often suppressed sword cultivators like them. At this moment, seeing the disciples of the Heavenly Blade Bang defeated by the Sword Sect Ye Guchen, it can be regarded as a sigh of relief for them.
At this moment, Chu Qingchi, Liu Tianying, Murong Ditian, Situ Hongxue and others were also shocked.
Ye Guchen carried Jie Chen and slowly walked towards Zhao Fengyang.
Although he also suffered serious injuries, the Vajra Dharma Body and the strong recovery power of the physical body made Ye Guchen's condition much better than that of Zhao Fengyang.
"You...what do you want?" Zhao Fengyang struggled, but it was difficult to get up, so he could only move backwards. His words no longer contained the arrogance he had before, but instead contained a bit of fear.
He never imagined that this sword cultivator at the ninth level of Jingyuan Realm could defeat him so miserably.
"I said that I would use your blood to calm my anger, and Ye kept his word." Ye Guchen's eyes were stern.
"No, I am a member of the Sealing Sword King's Palace, and a disciple of the Heavenly Sword Ranking. If you kill me, you will be in endless trouble. I advise you to stop now. I can leave." Zhao Fengyang was really a little scared. His character
Although he was arrogant, now that he was facing death, he no longer had that toughness.
"Sealing the Sword King's Palace, it doesn't matter, we will eventually stand on opposite sides." Ye Guchen didn't care at all.
He is a sword cultivator, and if the Sword King Palace suppresses sword cultivators, it will naturally cause friction with him.
Ye Guchen doesn't want to cause trouble, but he's not afraid of it!
If you want to blame, blame Zhao Fengyang for interrupting his swordsmanship!
For a swordsman who is obsessed with swordsmanship like a demon, this hatred is irreconcilable!
"kill!"
Ye Guchen's mouth burst into murderous sounds, and Jie Chen drew his sword to end Zhao Fengyang's life.
But at this moment, a bloody light in the distant sky, with a tragic and domineering aura, suddenly fell towards Ye Guchen.
"Huh?" Ye Guchen frowned. If he wanted to kill Zhao Fengyang, he would not be able to avoid this fatal blow.
call out!
Ye Guchen's eyes were cold and he took several steps back.
Boom!
The bloody light fell in front of Zhao Fengyang, the rubble scattered in all directions, the smoke dispersed, and what emerged was a blood-red knife.
The blade looks like it is made of blood, and its veins are like human blood vessels, carrying a bloody aura.
"This...is him?" Not far away, Chu Qingchi's expression suddenly changed when he saw this bloody blade.
"Can I, a disciple of the Heavenly Sword Ranking in the Sealed Sword King's Palace, be killed by an ant like you at will?" A solemn voice came from the mouth of the figure that was gradually climbing up in the distance.