Sword God

In the vast sky, a huge light like a meteor radiating the blaze of the sun passed through. For thousands of miles, straight traces remained, like thick strokes of thick ink. After counting the interest, there was a sharp roar, as if The waves of the sea and sky are turbulent.

Everyone's eyes were attracted, looking up to the sky one by one, and the figure like a meteor, but with a magnificent light radiating like a blazing sun, dragged the golden flame tail of hundreds of meters, as if the golden dragon fell like a sky When the golden light dissipated, a figure that was not tall and strong but appeared in the eyes of everyone with its majestic figure.

This is a man wearing a golden red dragon robe.

"Tianhong meets the king of the town." The Tianhong ancestor of Jinghong Jianzong got up immediately, bowed to the golden red dragon robe, and looked respectfully.

"Dragon Mirror is waiting to meet the King of the Town." Jing Jing, the main lord of Jinghong House, also turned to salute.

"Free of courtesy." The King of the town looked kind and smiled slightly, showing no gesture. Both Tianhong Patriarch and Longjinghou were lifted by an irresistible force, and they were horrified.

Heaven Profound Realm Strong!

Yes, the king of the town is one of the three great powers of the Heavenly Profound Realm belonging to the royal family. The other one is naturally the current emperor. The last one is said to be the emperor of the royal family.

Chen Zong and others were shocked, and even the disciples of Jinghong Sect were stunned.

Tian Xuan Realm Powerful, even Tian Xuan Realm Powerful appeared.

Among the big dragons, the strongest is Tianxuan Realm, which is usually difficult to see at all. It can even be said that many people in extreme realm can hardly see Tianxuan Realm. I did not expect it to appear here.

For a time, the people who had come back to their minds were even more excited, very excited, and they seemed to be full of power.

This is the unparalleled sword fight that will be stared at by two earth spirit realms and a high heavenly realm strong. It is unprecedented in the past. As long as you do your best to express yourself, show the best side, maybe Will be fancy.

"All those who participated in the unparalleled sword fight, put on the sword column."

As the voice of an elder Jinghong Jianzong fell, suddenly, his figure soared, and one figure after another appeared on a pillar five meters high.

There are thousands of people in total.

In other words, there are thousands of people who are eligible to participate in the unparalleled sword fight this time.

"Qi array."

The two words were frustrated, the sound of buzzing sounded at the same time, and the ten rings seemed to tremble at the same time, raising a glorious brilliance. Between the brilliance of colorful brilliance, like a transparent transparent bowl, then two rows of sword racks also followed As it rises, each row of sword racks is covered with various swords.

"Climbing to the ring, in the formation, your cultivation strength will be limited to the first stage of the real martial arts realm, and your physical strength will also be limited to one thousand catties." An elder of Jinghong Jianzong said.

Chen Zong was surprised.

But think about it and take it for granted. This is unparalleled sword fighting. It is a competition and showdown in swordsmanship. Different martial artists have different levels of swordsmanship and their strengths and weaknesses are different.

Qiang Xiuwei has reached the ninth limit of Zhenwu Realm, and his combat power has even reached four stars, among which there may be people who have reached five stars.

The weak cultivation is even in the early days of the real martial arts.

If you do not limit cultivation and physical strength to make it at the same level, then the competition is not a swordsmanship. A real martial arts triple meets a real martial arts seventh, then the real martial arts seventh even do not even pull out the sword. With one blow, the real martial arts can be triple-slashed, and the meaning of sword fighting is lost.

"One, eighteen, fifty-nine, eighty-seven..." The elders read ten numbers casually: "You ten will each be the champion in the ring."

Everyone who passed the assessment held a wooden sign with a number on it, and the number on Chen Zong's wooden sign was 321, which was not selected.

Ten figures flew from ten sword pillars and fell to ten circular platforms respectively. When their bodies passed through the transparent light curtain with colorful luster, their complexions changed subtly, which was very shocking. Look, and then choose their own swords.

Those swords are the god iron swords arranged by Jinghong Jianzong, and they are not open.

"The lord has been chosen, and Wushuang sword fighting begins."

As soon as the words fell, someone flew from the sword column and rushed towards the ring.

"please."

"please."

As soon as the words fell, the two took the god iron sword to kill each other.

"You are not my opponent."

"I didn't know until I hit it."

Of the ten arenas, some will open their mouths and strike the opponent first, while others will choose the swords and send them out without saying a word.

Chen Zong carefully observed.

When the cultivation is consistent and the physical strength is also consistent, if you want to distinguish the outcome, then it depends on the skill of each sword and the power of the sword.

Tianxuan Realm Powerhouse, Earth Spirit Realm Powerhouse and Human Extreme Realm Powerhouse, at a glance at will, will clearly see the battle situation on the ten platforms.

There is a ring in which the winner has been divided, and the ring has successfully defeated the challenger. Soon, a second challenger will come to power.

"Brother Chen, I'm going first." Qin Yi smiled a short distance away, and his figure brought a mysterious trajectory, as if falling into the light curtain like a stream of light, falling lightly on the edge of the ring sword rack, sweeping at a glance. After that, the finger flicked gently, as if feeling something, and then a slight pause, buckling the hilt of one of the swords.

"It's Qin Yi."

"Who is Qin Yi?"

"The core disciple of Xuan Zhen Temple, in the last Wushuang Sword Fight, was not only one of the top ten lords, but also ranked seventh in the final decisive battle." Some people talked like Jia Zhen.

"Why did you shoot so early?"

"It may be that swordsmanship has improved greatly in three years."

Chen Zong did not hurry to shoot, but observed the battle on the ten ring platforms.

The primary purpose of participating in Wushuang Sword Fight is to learn more sword skills, feel the style and mystery of different swordsmen and martial arts, and learn from their strengths.

After scanning, Chen Zong's eyes also fell on the ring where Qin Yi was.

Qin Yi’s opponent clearly knew that Qin Yi felt nervous and anxious when facing him.

"Please advise." Qin Yi's opponent took a deep breath and forcibly adjusted to calm himself down, but he still sweated in the palm of his hand, feeling that the sword in his hand was a little moist and unstable.

"Don't be nervous." Qin Yi didn't take the opportunity, but smiled slightly, like a spring breeze, as if it had a calming effect, letting the person slowly calm down.

"Take the sword." Qin Yi's opponent spoke again, his tone no longer trembling, his feet quickly rushed forward like a wakeboard, a sword was assassinated, the sword was sharp, and there was a sword.

Qin Yi stood tall, the long sword fell naturally, and when the other party's sword light was killed, the long sword waved obliquely and the trajectory was clearly discernible.

It was such a simple sword, but it completely blocked the sword from the other party's assassination, leaving no follow-up changes, and let the other party watch the sword to death, unable to evade it.

The gap is too big.

Qin Yi easily defeated the opponent and became the champion of the seventh ring.

Seeing Qin Yi's outstanding swordsmanship, for a time, no one else rushed to the seventh challenge.

Qin Yi stood on the ring in a self-considered manner, with a hint of non-existent smile, his expression calmly and not half anxious, as if there were no eyes around him.

Everyone becomes the champion and enters the final decisive battle. Qin Yi's sword skill is extremely high, and he is the seventh in the final decisive battle in the previous Wushuang sword fight. For many people, it is invincible. Opponent.

Invincible, but still going to challenge, is tantamount to self-defeating without a sword.

"After ten more breaths, if no one comes to the stage to challenge, Lord No. 7 will be determined." Jinghong Jianzong's elder opened his mouth with a bit cold voice.

One piece of Qin Yi's swordsmanship is extremely high, with such qualifications, and the other is to persecute everyone.

No challenge, yes, then let Qin Yi directly become one of the champions, invisible, intensified the competition in other competitions.

Everyone heard it, and they couldn't help but feel nervous.

"I'm coming." After the five breaths, one person jumped up and landed on the ring. With a big hand, he grabbed a wide-blade god iron sword, and like a blast of wind, like a mountain torrent, broke into Qin with a sword Yi.

This person immediately showed amazing accomplishments in swordsmanship, and even displayed powerful swordsmanship.

Qin Yi's expression was slightly correct, and a sword cut from the opponent blocked it, feeling a little pressure, but it was only a little, nothing more.

The glance of the eyes flashed, Qin Yi killed with a trembling sword, and the trembling blade drove the tip of the sword to leave countless afterimages in the air, covering the whole body of the other side of the opponent.

The dignity of the face is dignified, Jianguang is like a torrent of eruption, and he does his utmost to bring shocking momentum away, smashing the heavy sword shadow, and slashing to Qin Yi.

Suddenly, the cut sword paused, and I don't know when Qin Yi's sword stayed at his throat.

"When..." Qin Yi's opponent swallowed hard and his face was horrified.

His own skill in swordsmanship has reached the second level of the first level. Even when the opponent's sword is clicked on the throat, the gap is too big.

"I saw this son three years ago. At that time, his skill in swordsmanship was not as good as it is now." An elder Jinghong Sect, Xu said slowly.

"The core disciple of Xuan Zhen Temple is said to have received the guidance of Xuan Zhen Temple after the end of Wushuang Sword Fight three years ago. It is also reasonable that the swordsmanship has improved significantly." Another elder also said.

During the conversation, the other champions also have their own wins and losses, and some people have successfully defended the challenge, while others have successfully challenged to become the new challenger.

The performance of each participant in the ring fell in the eyes of the strong and grasped by them, but so far, apart from Qin Yi letting them pay more attention, there is no second person, but this is nothing. After all, Wushuang Jiandou is just It's just the beginning, the real masters of swordsmanship haven't shot yet, they are still watching.

Wushuang sword fighting tends to be more exciting as it goes to the back. This swordsmanship competition is like the big wave of sand, and the last thing left is the essence.

Different people have different styles of swordsmanship, and everyone is dazzled and immersed in it, exclaiming again and again.

At this time, a disciple of Jinghong Jianzong was about to shoot, leap forward and land on the second ring.