Flying onto the ring, Jian Zimo put his right hand on the hilt of his sword and looked at Qin Tian with a smile: "Brother Qin Tian, okay."
Qin Tian: "..."
Qin Tian glanced at Jian Zimo strangely. He was really confused about his character, so he said openly: "Please."
Qin Tian nodded, "Let's take action!"
"Being respectful is worse than obeying orders."
The long sword was unsheathed, Jian Zimo said, and he used his sword moves. The dust flying in the sky was cut off by the light of his sword. Dust was flying in the sky, and the sword energy stirred up waves of storms, sweeping towards Qin.
sky.
boom!
The storm shattered and the sword energy exploded. Qin Tian, who was dressed in black, was unscathed. All incoming attacks were cut into nothingness by his sword.
"good!"
Jian Zimo laughed when he saw this hand. He flew up and swung his sword. One after another sword energy spun out and attacked Qin Tian from all directions.
"Are you kidding me?"
Qin Tian walked with a frown on his face. With a casual stroke of the long sword in his hand, a large area of sword light was shattered. The aftermath of the sword energy cracked ravines on the ring. Occasionally, one or two swords would even cut off the ring.
For a moment, he even felt that these sword moves did not display 10% of Jian Zimo's strength. This man was like Hao Ren, very shrewd, and it was impossible for anyone to guess where his real strength lay.
Except in times of crisis, I always pretend to be a pig and eat the tiger.
"Brother Qin Tian, what you say is very hurtful."
Jian Zimo sighed helplessly. Astonishing spiritual energy fluctuations spread, and a layer of sword light circulated around him. The sword light flowed, connected end to end, so fast that the eyes of everyone below were blurry. The sword light became smaller and smaller.
, the layers of defense formed become increasingly tight, tightly integrated, and impeccable.
"Isn't this...isn't this what Xiao Ranran is?"
Everyone was stunned by this hand and couldn't recover for a long time.
"Xiao Ranran's Ling Ran Dongxue."
Qin Tian told everyone the name of the sword move. He looked at Jian Zimo and tutted: "Your strength is beyond my expectation."
"Each other."
As soon as Ling Ran Dongxue struck out, the power of Jian Zimo's sword increased greatly, and the sword flew into the air. The entire arena was struck by the sword energy, and the sound of cutting was continuous, as fast as a heavy rain.
Facing the overwhelming sword energy, Qin Tian suddenly stretched out his left hand with a calm expression.
Everyone watching the battle was confused. They didn’t know what Qin Tian was going to do at this critical moment. Was he preparing to catch the heavy rain of sword energy with his bare hands? Don’t be kidding. Under the increase of Ling Ran Dongxue, every move that Jian Zimo inspired
The sword energy is extremely sharp, like a steel needle.
Jian Zimo's eyes flashed with light, and the sword in his hand became faster and faster, almost disappearing into the void...
hiss!
The second index finger of his left hand raised up, and a soft sword energy suddenly appeared. Following the trajectory of Qin Tian's fingers, it stretched and stretched, dividing the space around him into pieces, criss-crossing, this ribbon-like sword energy
But it was derived from the Qinglian Sword Qi in Qin Tian's body. It was originally as thick as a finger, but now it is like a steel wire, shining with blue-green hair.
Crack, crackle!
The next moment!
The infinite sword energy blasted down, almost submerging Qin Tian in it, but from Qin Tian's perspective, the sword energy like steel needles all split from the middle, not a trace fell on Qin Tian, and they were all stretched.
The Qinglian sword energy cut open.
Crack!
The left hand activated the sword energy to defend, and Qin Tian's right hand was not idle. He swung it diagonally, and the sword energy split into the air. The ice and snow outside Jian Zimo's body appeared on the winter snow, and a sword light went along the front, passed above the head, and spread to the rear in an instant.
, a quick look, I thought the ice and snow had been cut open.
After taking ten steps back, Jian Zimo stopped his retreat and said, "It's awesome."
Jian Zimo's eyes were very bright, and when he looked at Qin Tian's eyes, it was as if he was seeing some peerless treasure, and he laughed out loud.
"Sword Curtain of Heaven and Earth!"
Keeping his combat strength at about 35%, Qin Tian stood on tiptoes, floated into the air, and slashed his long sword in the air. Countless sword shadows appeared around Qin Tian, emitting a white sword light. With Qin Tian as his
In the center, a huge sword curtain formed.
If Jian Zimo's sword energy was like a heavy rain before, then at this moment, Qin Tian's sword energy was like a torrent. The torrent of sword energy instantly washed over the opponent's ice and snow.
Puff puff puff puff puff puff...
In an instant, Jian Zimo himself didn't know how many blows he had suffered. The ice and snow were crumbling, and the winter snow was gradually becoming unstable. No matter how strong the defense was, there was a limit. A drop of water might not be able to penetrate the rock, but it could drip for many years. The rock
All should be penetrated.
Jian Zimo already knew the outcome of this battle. The ring flashed slightly, and the Ling Ran Dongxue in front of him suddenly shattered and turned into powder.
Stab!
The icy and snowy winter snow has been broken.
In the audience, everyone was stunned. What is strength? This is strength. It does not give the opponent any power to fight back. The ice and snow are so strong. The winter snow is very defensive. Then I will tear it apart with ten times and a hundred times the attack. The fierceness of a swordsman.
, which is most vividly reflected in Qin Tian.
"I lost!"
Jian Zimo helplessly spread his hands, his tone and expression were very relaxed, as if he had just come to the stage for a walk.
"You didn't use your strength."
Qin Tian withdrew his sword and looked a little ugly. If this was not the case in the arena, he would definitely make the other party regret for underestimating him.
"This is just an arena match, isn't it? There are still many enemies around us, so there is no need to do this now."
Jian Zimo shrugged noncommittally. There were countless Hongmeng disciples on the trading island. They would keep a low profile as long as they could. Only then would they be able to unexpectedly knock their opponents down so hard that they would never get up again.
"Indeed, but if there is a next time, I will definitely make you regret it!"
After Qin Tian said these words, he walked away.
In the VIP room, Xiao Ranran opened his mouth, not knowing what to say. Can a strong man in the spiritual sea realm really emit so much sword energy? He could use the amount of sword energy to break through a stronger defense.
In the VIP room where many of the most powerful people in the Linghai Realm gathered in Wucheng.
There was silence.
Everyone was speechless.
The old man surnamed Wu came back to his senses and rubbed his temples, "We still underestimated him. Maybe the battle will have to go to the seventh or even eighth game before we can successfully stop him."
"Game seven and eight?" The person next to him was horrified, "We have Jian Zimo and Jing Jingtian here, so we still need such a game to succeed?"
"Yes, although he defeated Jian Zimo, he must have consumed a lot of his spiritual energy."
"Mr. Chen, you are worrying too much."
"Are you really worrying too much?" The old man surnamed Chen has seen too many young heroes, but none of them are as calm as Qin Tian. Everything is under his control.