Facing Ye Chen's Ying Long Sword, Wang Qiang also took out the Rainbow Sword. For a moment, two first-grade Lingbao-level swords faced each other across the air.
Before men fight, the sword fights first!
At this moment, all the disciples in the audience were silent. Even Meng Qingtian, Meng Qingning and his daughter, all stared with bated breath, waiting for the final outbreak of this battle.
Everyone originally thought that after the weapons were revealed, the real battle was about to begin, but it turned out that Ye Chen still had a trump card to show!
"Wang Qiang, I know that your cultivation level is very high. I am afraid you have reached the sixth level of the Soul Palace this time."
A sneer slowly appeared on the corner of Ye Chen's mouth, and then, the terrifying aura around him continued to rise, forming circles of spiritual power ripples, spreading out in all directions.
From a distance, it looked like a stone being thrown into a calm lake. The ripples of spiritual power continued to vibrate, making everyone clearly feel Ye Chen's strength at this moment!
"What!! Soul Palace...Sixth Heaven?"
"This is impossible. How could Ye Chen improve his cultivation to such a terrifying level in such a short period of time? Is it possible that his qualifications are similar to those of the young sect leader?"
"Now things are getting serious. I thought Ye Chen was just a clown, but I didn't expect that he would have such a trump card. It's not easy for Shaozong to defeat him!"
"What are you afraid of? The young sect has the mountain giant to protect him. At worst, he can use the palm of the mountain giant to scare Ye Chen to death."
While the crowd was discussing, they suddenly thought of the stunning scene when Wang Qiang killed Wu Baili.
If the mountain giant is used, no matter how many trump cards Ye Chen has, it will be useless. After all, it is a heavy treasure that can compete with the strong ones in the realm of gods. It makes no sense at all.
In fact, the mountain giant is also Ye Chen's most feared method, so before fighting, he must test it first.
"How about it, someone has already reminded you to use that mountain giant. How about we speed up the pace of the battle so that you can win in front of everyone again with the help of external forces?"
Ye Chen's words gradually revealed a disdainful smile on Wang Qiang's lips, and he retorted unceremoniously: "I advise you to save your mind. There is no need to provoke me with a mountain giant. You are not worthy."
Let me use those trump cards!"
Wang Qiang didn't know much about Ye Chen's thoughts. He just wanted him to promise in advance not to use a killer weapon like the Mountain Giant.
In fact, Wang Qiang never thought about using the mountain giant when dealing with Ye Chen. He was not worth Wang Qiang's 100,000 spirit stones and a precious opportunity to sacrifice the mountain giant!
After receiving Wang Qiang's affirmative answer, Ye Chen let out a sigh of relief and finally dispelled the last doubt in his heart.
"In that case, you can go die!"
The whole person shouted violently, and the spiritual power ripples that continued to spread around him instantly moved towards Ye Chen's giant dragon, and then continued to condense on Yinglong's sword, turning into a projection of a sword hundreds of feet tall, fiercely moving towards
Wang Qiang's head was chopped off.
"Boom!"
A roaring sound suddenly came, and strong winds gusted around the arena, and many people were blown away so hard that they could not open their eyes.
At this moment, Wang Qiang, who was standing in the center of the storm, had a calm expression and sharp eyes, which had not changed at all from the beginning to the end. Facing the projection of the sword that was hundreds of feet tall, Wang Qiang made a prompt decision and took the initiative to greet it!
The World-Destroying Divine Fist!
"boom!"
Another roaring sound resounded throughout the world. In the direction of the people who had just opened their eyes in the storm, a huge fist shadow with the same diameter of a hundred feet suddenly bloomed, facing the sword shadow cast by Ye Chen.
Fight against.
In the blink of an eye, the shadows of fists and swords collided, and a dazzling light burst out.
It seems that the whole world is now included in the explosion of divine light. Many monks' eyes were stung by the divine light and blood flowed from their eyes because of looking directly at the divine light. Some even had their skin stung by the divine light, which caused ulcers all over their bodies!
"How could they, how could they be so powerful!"
There were monks in the audience who couldn't help but burst out in exclamation. The same thought also appeared in everyone's mind.
It is unreasonable to say that people like Wang Qiang and Ye Chen are an order of magnitude stronger than monks of the same age. Even facing the older generation of monks, they are probably capable of fighting.
The small Qingyang Sect could actually gather all the Crouching Dragon and Phoenix chicks at the same time. I don't know whether Meng Qingtian should be happy or scared.
In short, due to the mutual cancellation of the fist shadow and the sword shadow, the first confrontation between Wang Qiang and Ye Chen ended in a draw.
But Wang Qiang was not ready to give up the offensive. After launching the World-Destroying Divine Fist, someone held a sword and suddenly used the same powerful sword technique.
Kill in ten steps!
"Hoo ho!"
The wind is blowing and the clouds are flying!
Endless sword energy emerged around Wang Qiang, with unparalleled power and awe-inspiring killing intent, all raging towards Ye Chen!
Ye Chen obviously didn't expect that Wang Qiang had this skill, and just after the fist shadow and the sword shadow canceled each other out, Ma Shan could use it. Such terrifying adaptability and jaw-dropping fighting methods made Ye Chen's heart
There was a thud.
In a hurry, he raised his sword to greet him, but at this moment, Ye Chen had no time to deal with all the sword energy attacking from all directions.
"bite!"
Everyone heard a crisp sound, and the white jade crown on Ye Chen's head was shattered, and his hair immediately fell apart, which was in sharp contrast to the meticulousness before.
After a long time, Feng Tingyu stopped, and all the sword energy released by killing in ten steps finally dissipated.
Wang Qiang stood on the spot holding his sword, his face and state were as usual.
On the other hand, Ye Chen looked a little embarrassed. The hair crown on his head was chopped into pieces by the sword energy, and his hair was scattered like withered grass. There were several gaps all over the robe, and even one was left on the back.
Bloody and everted scars.
His sword-holding hand was trembling slightly, and although he tried his best to control it, it could still be caught by an attentive person.
Obviously, in this case, the winner is actually decided. In a head-on confrontation, even if Ye Chen's cultivation level is higher than that of the latecomer, even if he has a more powerful weapon than the Rainbow Sword.
But in the end, he was still no match for Wang Qiang.
If the fighting continues, the only person who will die is Ye Chen!
Ye Chen's expression was ugly, his handsome face was deeply distorted, and he stared at Wang Qiang with furrowed brows, unable to accept everything in front of him for a while.
Wang Qiang, on the other hand, looked very calm, and even had a secret smile on his face as always.
Looking Ye Chen up and down, Wang Qiang curled his lips and said with disappointment: "No way, you only have this little strength? I thought you had made a lot of progress during this period, but I didn't expect you were still good.
The useless big embroidered pillow is so disappointing.”
As Wang Qiang spoke, he couldn't help but shake his head, with a look of hatred on his face.
"puff!"
Seeing this situation, Ye Chen felt his whole body filled with anger. Looking at Wang Qiang's shameless look, his throat felt sweet and he suddenly spurted out a large mouthful of blood.
"Wang Qiang, the battle between you and me is not over yet!"