The strength of the sword made Yanzheng dare not use the power of Yanhun to fight head-on, and the speed of the sword made it too late for him to exert all his strength even if he wanted to fight head-on. When the blue meteor streaked across his pupils, he had already He had no time to think about it, his feet were a little heavier, and he leaped far away in an embarrassing way, and finally avoided the sword perfectly, but because he was too hasty, he didn't stand still when he landed, but wobbled back a few steps.
Clang!
Sparks flew everywhere, and the Cangming sword shot down like a falling meteor, completely submerged in the extremely hard rock, which claimed to be blessed by divine power, and there was no more movement.
In the distance, Chu Jingtian's hand also began to hang down feebly.
Yanzheng, who was still a little distracted, took a deep breath, and quickly rushed towards Chu Jingtian, who had lost his Cangming sword. In a few breaths, he had already approached him, and the scorching air wave covered his whole body. Chu Jingtian was not afraid, his eyebrows sank, and he also threw out both fists, colliding firmly with Yanzheng's fists. This is a competition of pure skill, without any fancy tricks or opportunistic tricks. And these two people, one is an elder of the Northern Emperor Sect who is over 70 years old and has a strong inner strength of 50 or 60 years, and the other is a young man in his early twenties. As a result... will there really be a second one
There was a sound like a boulder cracking, and fine cracks appeared in the hard rock under the two people's feet. Chu Jingtian and Yan Zheng were also blasted out at the same time in the collision of forces. Cheap... at least on the surface.
The shock in the hearts of the powerhouses couldn't be overstated. When Leng Ya appeared, they thought they had seen an astonishing genius who was hard to surpass, but this Chu Jingtian was like a sledgehammer hitting their hearts one after another, making them Know what a true genius is.
The two flew backwards at the same time, but Chu Jingtian forced himself to suppress the power and breath that had become chaotic in the collision just now, stretched out his right hand, and turned his wrist suddenly... just now, he didn't use all his strength, but stayed Two points of Yujian's strength.
And Yanzheng, with a full-strength blow, exhausted his front strength, and it was difficult to generate rear strength in mid-air, so he could only let his body fly upside down, waiting to land. At this moment, he suddenly felt an approaching force. Danger, by the time he realized the source of the danger, the stern cold wind had already approached his back, and in the next second, he could pass through his body...
When the Cangming Sword suddenly shot out from the ground and faced Yanzheng's body, nearly a hundred pairs of eyes widened at the same time, and the other three elders of the Northern Emperor Sect also stood up suddenly, but it was too late to save them . How could the people present not realize that this is because Chu Jingtian still retained some strength to control the sword when facing Yanzheng's full blow, this is not only a kind of self-confidence, but also a kind of wisdom... The pure internal force collision just now was not It was flat, but Yanzheng was defeated.
This young man with the Cangming Sword on his back, who was most likely to be the descendant of the Sword God, gave them great shocks time and time again. Some strong men who have gray hair and full of confidence to participate in this Tianchen Mowu Conference, don't know whether they should be ashamed or relieved.
Facing the Cangming sword that was coming from behind his back, Yanzheng's situation at this time is really hanging by a thread. In a hurry, those decades of experience in dealing with the enemy saved him again. He stretched out his left hand back as fast as he could, facing the piercing sword wind. Immediately, the Cangming sword pierced straight into his palm, and Yanzheng turned around with all his might with the help of this slight counter-shock, his body rolled to the right in a circle in the air...
With a sizzling sound, the Cangming sword pierced Yanzheng's left hand, and flew towards the sky close to his body, bringing scattered blood stars. Yanzheng staggered to the ground, raised his left palm that had been pierced through a transparent hole, and his whole body trembled violently due to the unbearable pain. And on his left waist, his clothes had been cut with a long cut, just a few more points would hurt the flesh.
He knew that he had lost, the dignified Chief Discipline Elder of the Northern Emperor Sect, unexpectedly lost to a young man who was less than half his age. Not to mention whether he personally could accept this defeat, it was a huge blow to the Northern Emperor Sect's image of supremacy, inviolability and victory.
Then, even if he admit defeat and surrender now, everything will not be over. If a pure and kind person has a strong intention to kill, the other party must have violated his great taboo, and it can be said that he will never die. For Chu Jingtian at this time, he no longer cared whether it was a competition or a martial arts conference.
"Sword God Art - Seven Seals and Seven Kills!"
A deep voice overflowed from Chu Jingtian's mouth, and the Cangming sword descended from the sky again... Different from the straight-line stabbing of "Flying Dragon's Wrath Scroll", and the vertical and horizontal vertical and horizontal thrusts of "The Impermanence of Heaven", "Seven Seals and Seven Kills" lies in orderly Zhang's "chaotic" word, blocked the direction of the target with a seemingly chaotic sword movement, and stabbed it every time, once it was entangled by the "seven seals and seven kills", it was difficult to escape, so it could only do its best to dodge and fight. Resist, there is no chance of counterattack.
If it was Leng Ya who was facing Chu Jingtian at this time, facing the "seven seals and seven kills" that even he couldn't get rid of, he would immediately flee a hundred meters away at his fastest speed, where was Chu Jingtian Yujian Then, using his ability to conceal his breath, he quietly returned, and when he found the right opportunity, he gave Chu Jingtian a blow. The wounds on Chu Jingtian's body were left because of this, and because of this, although his strength far exceeds that of Leng Ya, if he really wants to fight for his life instead of fighting head-on, it is more likely that Chu Jingtian will die In the hands of Leng Ya.
As soon as the "Seven Seals and Seven Kills" came out, Yanzheng's eyes were dazzled, blue sword shadows were all swaying in the front, back, left, and right, and the swaying sword energy cut his body with a slight whistling sound. His left hand was pierced, and under the severe pain, Yanzheng, who was so distracted, had subconsciously feared the blue sword shadow, did not dare to resist, stepped back quickly, and just took a step back, the sword shadows in front, left and right were at the same time. Disappeared, a bit of coldness came from behind him, he was startled, suddenly lowered his body, the terrible blue light was almost close to his scalp, brushed by with a gust of cold wind, making him break out in a cold sweat. He gritted his teeth not to feel the sharp pain coming from his left hand, and tried his best to concentrate his mind to deal with the sword shadow in front of him. In his heart, he even had the idea of yelling and admitting defeat to get rid of it.
In Chu Jingtian's hands, he was completely defeated. He was forced to retreat by his sword as soon as they fought, and now he is so entangled by the Cangming sword that even getting close to Chu Jingtian is an extravagant hope. He has fought countless kendo masters in his life, and some of them are masters who can control the sword, but until today, he did not know what the real Yujian is, and he knew that the Yujian was so terrifying, no matter its power or containment ability, it made him powerless. Give birth to retreat and fear.
Chi... There was an extra blood groove on Yanzheng's right arm.
Chi... The back of Yanzheng's neck was scratched, slowly oozing blood.
Chi... add another wound on the right leg.
Chi...
Chi...
The other three elders of the Northern Emperor Sect all darkened, but they tried their best not to make a sound or move. The chief elder with the highest cultivation level was defeated by a young man, and they already felt that they had lost all face. If they shouted out loudly or tried to stop them...wouldn't they be a laughing stock of the majestic Northern Emperor Sect!
As the guide and witness of this competition, the Northern Emperor Sect joined the competition just to kick off the competition. They never thought that they would win forever... But they shouldn't just lose at the hands of an unknown young man. . This was a variable that was beyond their expectation and difficult for them to accept.
Yanzheng has been severely injured, but he is destined not to admit defeat and beg for mercy... because he just destroyed this person's partner with a heavy hand, and boasted that life and death in the game are normal. But Chu Jingtian obviously hated him extremely, he didn't care whether he was a member of the Beidi clan, anyone could see that he wanted to put Yanzheng to death. Yanzheng could die, but he couldn't admit defeat and surrender to tarnish the reputation of Beidizong for thousands of years.
All the masters in the arena stared coldly at Yanzheng, who had already been entangled tightly by the flying Cangming sword, in shock. His left hand was seriously injured, and he had no time to pay attention to it, and kept spilling blood. There were already more than a dozen newly added blood grooves all over his body, and his movements were obviously starting to become slower and slower. However, the Cangming sword's power did not show any sign of weakening. There were dazzling sword shadows intertwined around him, leaving blood grooves on his body from time to time.
Chi la! !
There was a sound of leather being ripped, and a blue light shot out from the shadow of the sword again. Unlike before, it was always trying to cut his neck. This time, it shot directly at Yanzheng's heart from the front. , even the speed has been significantly improved. Yanzheng turned sideways suddenly, but his body's flexibility and reaction awareness were not as good as usual at this time. Although he avoided the vital point, his shoulder was still directly penetrated by the Cangming Sword, entering from the front and exiting from the rear, piercing the scapula and piercing a hole. Thoroughly cool.
And Yanzheng, who was enduring great pain, stretched out his right hand like lightning at this moment, firmly grasped the hilt of the Cangming Sword, held it in his hand, let out a muffled roar, and held the Cangming Sword Pulling it out from his shoulder, the clothes on his shoulder were instantly stained red with blood.
The Cangming sword was seized, but Chu Jingtian didn't panic at all, his eyebrows sank, and he swung both hands at the same time.
A force as heavy as a mountain came from Yanzheng's hand, tugging at the Cangming Sword that he held firmly in his hand. Yanzheng endured the severe pain, concentrated all his strength on his right hand, and prevented the Cangming sword from escaping from his control, and at the same time quickly approached Chu Cangming with the sword.
Beads of sweat had already appeared on Chu Jingtian's head, and the wear and tear of the sword was huge, which is common sense in the practice world. He stretched his hands forward, and poured all his strength into the Cangming Sword from the air, without leaving any more strength: "Sword God Art—Soundless Sword Howling!"
Clang! !
A blue light suddenly appeared above the Cangming Sword, and a slight sword cry produced an extremely astonishing energy explosion. Yanzheng's body was suddenly blown away, his originally intact right hand became bloody and bloody, and the Cangming Sword also escaped from his grasp. One is to hold the sword firmly in the air, and the other is to firmly hold the sword in the hand with all strength. The former is extremely difficult and wears a lot, I don't know how many times more than the latter, Yanzheng is still defeated. In Chu Jingtian's hands, he was completely defeated.
Chu Jingtian showed no sign of stopping. Under his control, the Cangming Sword soared into the sky, and quietly suspended in the air. In the silence, the astonishing sword energy that came from nowhere was as crazy as a raging wind. The rushing down, enveloped the entire Luochen Cliff, making all these masters look pale.
"Sword God Formation—Light of Death!!"
He has no extra words, no extra anger and expressions, but his actions let everyone know how serious he is to let him die.
The Cangming sword in the sky transformed into dozens or even hundreds of blue sword shadows in an instant. However, these sword shadows were not simple illusions, but all released a chilling sharp sword energy. Strong and powerful, these masters standing at the pinnacle of Mowu trembled in horror. Even if one of them is like this, if all of them only attack one person...
And all of these sword shadows releasing astonishing qi were locked on only one person... Yan seemed to be pressed against his throat by thousands of sharp blades at the same time. When these hundreds of sword shadows appeared, he smelled the smell of death.
Back then, the sword god Chu Cangming used the "Silence and Death Light" move in the "Sword God Formation" to summon endless sword shadows all over the sky, covering the ground with the breath of death, and scaring away the dozens of soldiers from the Gale Kingdom who were approaching the city. Wan Dajun. And this terrifying move was presented in front of their eyes, making them feel the endless shock and fear that the Dafeng National Army felt back then. Although, this cannot be compared with Chu Cangming's sword shadow all over the sky back then, but he is only in his twenties this year!
No one doubts that Yanzheng, who has been severely injured one after another, has no ability to block this shocking blow... But if he really kills Yanzheng, it is equivalent to completely provoking the Northern Emperor Sect. , would be an extremely dire situation.
"So this big fool is so powerful." Yan Gongruo stared at the sky covered by the shadow of the sword without blinking his bright black eyes, and opened his pink lips exaggeratedly.
"I originally thought that I had a thorough understanding of his strength, but now I realize that I still underestimated him too much. Not only is his profundity not inferior to mine, but his accomplishments in the way of swordsmanship are even more incomprehensible." Don't be surprised. I don't know what state the sword god Chu Cangming is now, but based on his performance today, he will be the next sword god in a short time. Although I have the blood of the Northern Emperor, I can only bow down to him. It's not amazing, it doesn't seem to be good, but it's a real genius." Yan Gongluo also looked at the sky, felt the amazing momentum, and said in a very low voice.
The three old men who came with Yanzheng couldn't sit still anymore, and couldn't help but want to rush forward, but Yan Ximing said in a low voice with a calm face, "Don't forget the rules of the Tianchen Mowu Conference."
When the three old men heard the words, they restrained their emotions and clenched their fists.
If Yan Zheng does not destroy Leng Ya, he will only be defeated by Chu Jingtian in this duel, so why would Chu Jingtian want to kill him? And even if Yanzheng admits defeat in disregard of Beidizong's face, Chu Jingtian will still try his best to kill him. Because, he ruined his partner!
Yanzheng has almost become a blood man now, and the scars burst again under the invisible aura lock. He fell to the ground, barely able to get up under the oppression of the momentum, and could only look at the sword shadow like the scythe of death with his shrinking pupils.
Chu Jingtian's arm sank, and the sword shadow moved slightly, all tilted in the direction where Yanzheng was, and the situation changed accordingly. As long as these sword shadows fall, Yanzheng will have no bones left... In the silence, no one made a sound, and no one came forward to stop him, and he watched with various complicated eyes...
"...give... him... let... give... me..."
A cold, deep voice that contained endless resentment, endless pain, and endless killing intent sounded slowly, like the low groan of hell evil spirits. The cold wind blew past, causing people to shiver involuntarily. From the wind, they could smell the smell of blood.
As the sound came, an incomparably astonishing wave of air suddenly swept over, and the expressions of these helpless powerhouses who had just been shocked by Chu Jingtian's "Death of Silence" changed again in horror. Murderous aura-the murderous aura is invisible, but this murderous aura that came from nowhere made them feel as if they were scratched by thousands of sharp knives on their faces, or pressed heavily on their chests by a thousand-weight stone slab, making it difficult to breathe.
A flickering gaze turned to the edge of the cliff at the same time... the source of the voice.