The moment he finished speaking, Song Que turned his hand and pressed it against the wall. He heard a "clang" sound, and one of the knives made a sound as if it came alive, and jumped out of the sheath on its own, falling into his hand.
"Good knife!"
Jiang Chen praised: "I also have a knife, please taste it, Lord Song!" As he spoke, he slowly stretched out his hand and held it in the air. Although there was nothing in his palm, there was something in Song Que's eyes. A peerless sword with a handle that could not be described in words was laid out in front of him.
"It's really a good knife!"
Song Que couldn't help but be moved: "I saw it right, you are the strongest opponent I have been waiting for!"
"Then come on."
Jiang Chen said calmly: "Let me see Lord Song's heavenly sword skills."
The words had come to an end and the knife was already in his hand. Song Que immediately looked up to the sky and laughed loudly: "Look at the knife!"
It may seem like an ordinary move, but Song Que's sword action seems to be integrated with the heaven and earth and the deeper nature that is always hidden behind it. It is full of the flavor of constant change and ever-changing. There is no gap or flaw to be found, and it makes people feel that the first sword that comes with his movement must be shocking to the heaven and earth, making ghosts and gods cry. There is no beginning and no end.
At this point, the way of the sword has reached an unpredictable level. When the action of drawing the knife reached the middle of less than a centimeter or more than half a minute, Song Que quickly accelerated and struck out with a striking technique that was difficult to detect with the naked eye.
The heavenly sword filled with chilling aura slashed into the void, the sword's light flashing, all the energy of life and death in the world concentrated on the blade, and the sun in the sky seemed to be immediately eclipsed. This feeling is so strange and strange that it is difficult to explain and cannot be described.
At this moment, in Jiang Chen's empty hand, a bright red light sword condensed and took shape. As he waved his hand, the direction of the blade slowly rose into the sky like a blood moon.
The strange blood moon reflected the opening of the hell gate, and for a moment ghosts cried and howled, as if countless vicious ghosts crawled out of hell, and the most terrifying knife cut through the void of heaven and earth.
The sun and the blood moon intertwined with the brightest light, knives were clashing, people were clashing, the sky and the earth were vast, and fierce ghosts were menacing. With a sonorous blow, the entire Knife Sharpening Hall was shaken.
"Very good, this is the decisive battle I have been waiting for!"
Song Que's majestic body reappeared in front of Jiang Chen's eyes, and the heavenly sword seemed to come alive, searching for his opponent with spiritual awareness, making a big curve full of beautiful lines that conformed to the principles of heaven and earth, and stabbed Jiang Chen's chest. And his body is completely driven by the knife, which is natural and smooth, but also like a bird flying and a fish swimming, flawless and brilliant.
Jiang Chen didn't move, his feet didn't move, and in the blink of an eye, the blade of the blade turned sharply, fast, pure fast, not mixed with anything, just the word "quick", it was so fast that it was so sharp that it couldn't even blink in the blink of an eye. At the most critical moment, he has already faced the attack.
"Qiang!"
There was an extremely harsh and sharp sound, and as the sparks flickered, a wave of sound rose to the sky, and the sword light disappeared. The two sides were separated at the first touch, and it was a life-and-death fight between lightning and flint.
Song Que's sword power changed at this time, and the power spread throughout his body. As if golden light was flowing, the sword's intention was intense, and it transformed into a dragon shape, entrenched in the mid-air.
But Jiang Chen stood in front of the horizontal sword. Suddenly, a fierce sword intent came out from Jiang Chen's body. The flames of hell surged. A phoenix emerged from the fire and slowly spread its wings.
"boom!"
The phoenix spreads its wings and the divine dragon hovers in the sky, engaging in the fiercest collision, which is endless. The terrifying wind rolls around, blowing everything in the sharpening hall to pieces.
A flash of surprise flashed between Song Que's brows, and then he laughed out loud: "I have been traveling all over the world for decades, but this is the first time I have seen such a master as your master. It seems that I am asking questions today. There is no need to fire the first few swords of the nine swords anymore, let me take the last three swords!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Song Que struck out with lightning speed. Everything could only be described in the word "quick". It happened at a high speed that was difficult to see clearly with the naked eye. Jiang Chen "felt" that when Song Que drew the sword, the heavenly sword had already left its sheath and struck out. , turned into a lightning-like rainbow, streaked across the void ten feet, and struck towards himself.
All the air and life seemed to have been sucked away by Song Que's earth-shattering knife, leaving a terrifying smell of death and chilling as all vitality was exhausted. It seems that the only way to deal with such a blow is to fight hard.
"I'm about to learn a lesson!"
He responded with a long laugh. Faced with Jingchen's sword, Jiang Chen showed no fear at all with the flying sword. On the contrary, fighting spirit emerged from his body. He took one step forward and moved forward without retreating. The light sword in his hand flew across the air and he met the attack with great force. He only heard "bang" There was a loud noise, and the fierce energy overflowed, causing the surrounding dust to fly, and the entire knife sharpening hall was instantly occupied by smoke and dust.
In the chaos, Song Que made a maneuver and swept Jiang Chen's chest with the heavenly sword. This eighth sword didn't feel anything extraordinary, but it was unreasonably slow.
However, Jiang Chen clearly understood that Song Que's sword was faster than slow, clever and clumsy. Although it did not see any changes, it was full of myriad changes, like the infinity of heaven and earth, and the endless end of the universe.
"Good sword skills!"
With a word of praise, Jiang Chen suddenly said: "The Lord of the Song Dynasty calls himself the Heavenly Sword, and the sword comes from the sky, but I wonder if the Lord of the Song Dynasty has ever seen the Abi Demon Sword from hell?"
"Abi Demon Sword?"
Song Que was astonished and was shocked to see the void around him change. A thick aura of death filled the air and enveloped the entire Sharpening Hall, making it seem like it had fallen into an endless purgatory.
fire!
The cold flames burned fiercely, and in an instant, everything was ignited, forming a sea of fire. In the sea of fire, there were countless evil spirits and ghosts, all wailing and roaring.
Being in the endless purgatory, facing the attack of thousands of ghosts, it seemed that he would sink into eternal hell next time and could not escape forever. Song Que came to his senses for a moment and couldn't help but sigh with emotion: "What a terrible hell, what a terrible sword technique!"
"Qiang!"
Hearing the sound of gold and iron clashing again, in an instant, the sky cracked, the sea of fire stirred up waves, and there seemed to be endless power spreading between heaven and earth, trying to destroy everything.
The battle between heaven and earth, the battle between gods and ghosts!
This is the sword intent of Jiang Chen and Song Que. The dragon and the phoenix suddenly seem to be fighting for real. The swords are shining, killing all things.
The most intense confrontation, a free and easy fight between life and death. On each other's blades, their respective martial arts are carved, the sword skills are confirmed, and the swords are discussed.
In an instant, there were thousands of confrontations. Thousands of confrontations were all merged into this moment. After a moment, the two figures flew away again and each retreated.
The divine dragon dissipated and the phoenix disappeared. At this moment, the Sharpening Hall seemed to have disappeared without a trace. The top was the boundless sky, and the foot was the endless purgatory. Between heaven and earth, there were only two people, facing each other quietly.
"Is this the Abi Demon Sword from hell? It really deserves its name!"
Song Que admired: "If I had faced such a sword a month ago, I would have had no choice but to swallow the sword with hatred, but now, I have no fear in heaven or on earth."
"There is nothing but the sword!"
Jiang Chen's face was full of smiles, "Is it because Fan Qinghui died? Lord Song cut off the last bit of mortal memory and truly achieved this step. I have to say that Lord Song was truly sincere to the way of the sword. Word. No wonder Ba Dao Yueshan was defeated at the hands of the Song Dynasty clan leader forty years ago. The name of Tian Dao is well deserved."
"If it were someone else who mentioned her on purpose, I would definitely think it was to distract and weaken my will. As for me, I know that you are reminding me and stimulating the hidden hatred in my heart."
Song Que sighed: "Hate is indeed a terrifying force, but I, Song Que, don't bother to use it."
"I just want to face the strongest Heavenly Sword."
Jiang Chen smiled and said: "I didn't expect that you could completely get rid of hatred. Now you have surpassed the realm of the great master, and it is not a problem to break the void."
"What I wanted was never Shattered Void."
Song Que held the Heavenly Sword tightly and looked directly at Jiang Chen: "Ninth Sword, if you lose, I will help your disciples Kou Zhong and Xu Ziling to pacify the world."
Jiang Chen also responded with a long and cheerful smile: "This is not something that Song Clan Master needs to worry about. However, if Song Clan Master is defeated, I will definitely return Song Clan Master to a Han."
"good!"
Song Que laughed loudly and said: "If you are ambitious, it is worthy of Song that he carved your name on the top of the whetstone!"
Jiang Chen also laughed to himself and said: "The Song clan leader's cultivation is beyond my expectations. It's not in vain that I traveled thousands of miles to Lingnan just to give the clan leader a war sticker." When he said this, he suddenly His expression became stern, then he turned serious and said: "However, I hope Lord Song will be careful with the next move. The magic sword is fierce and bloodthirsty."
"Don't worry, Song's heavenly sword has the ability to kill demons and ghosts!"
The words fell, murderous intent arose, the sky was turbulent, the ground was steaming with fire, Song Que's Heavenly Sword was in hand, Jiang Chen's Demonic Sword was out, and the war was about to break out!
(End of chapter)