"Fellow Daoist An Lin, you should act first."
"In this space, the true meaning of your sword will become concrete, pay attention to combining sentiments when making moves!"
Holding a sword in hand, Jiang Yanan spoke gracefully.
If he made the first move, then An Lin would have nothing to play with, so he asked An Lin to make the first move, so that he could give some pointers.
An Lin nodded earnestly. After thinking about it, he decided to use the wind sword in the sixth form of the God of War. This move is one of his trump cards, and it shouldn't be too embarrassing.
With this in mind, the white flowing wind began to cover his long sword.
All of a sudden, the surrounding air flow began to surge.
Behind him, the phantom of a man suddenly appeared out of thin air.
The man held the sky in his hand, and moved the wind and clouds in the world, and finally condensed the sky into a sword, pointing the sword at Jiang Yanan.
All the disciples in the martial arts field were not paying attention to An Lin at first, but now seeing this huge scene, they couldn't help but focus their attention on An Lin.
"Is this sword intent strong or weak?"
"I don't know, it's also the first time I've watched a sword-intent battle."
"But judging by its appearance, it feels very strong."
"Hmph, it's just an empty air, and it's not the result of being broken by Jiang Shen's sword."
…
Compared to the audience who didn't know the truth in the martial arts arena, Jiang Yanan's eyes were wide open, and his face was full of shock.
He is a person who directly faces the true meaning of An Lin's swordsmanship, so he feels this artistic conception very intuitively.
That kind of oppression that gathered the wind and cloud of heaven and earth in one sword, that kind of arrogance that made him shudder all over.
Jiang Yanan knew that the person standing in front of him was definitely a genius.
No... the greatest enemy in my life!
"Sword!" Jiang Yanan opened his hand, causing the space to tremble. Immediately afterwards, the space began to crack an extremely dark gap, and endless chaos and black energy devouring everything gathered in the sword, making the long sword full of black light, as if it wanted to suck and devour everything.
"This sword is called the end, it can break space and time!" Jiang Yanan held the black sword and made a gesture to cut An Lin.
Seeing this, An Lin stared.
Nima! You agreed to let me strike first, why are you raising your sword to chop me now
Jiang Yanan's face was solemn, her flowing white hair fluttered in the wind, her posture was aloof, but she thought in her heart: Grandma, if I let you do it first, I don't have to play anymore!
Just like that, Jiang Yanan rushed towards An Lin with the sword of the end that was so black.
With a thought, An Lin originally wanted to rush towards Jiang Yanan, but the phantom of the man behind him rushed over first. The white long sword in his hand, like the supreme light that splits the chaos, became the only color in his eyes!
Boom!
The rush of artistic conception exploded in the crystal space, sweeping all around.
The royal disciples on the martial arts arena could only see the intertwined black and white colors on the screen, and could not see anything else. The two forces were biting like wild beasts.
At this moment, no matter how stupid a person is, he begins to realize that this man named An Lin has absolutely superb sword intent.
Su Xin's eyes lit up. He had seen sword intent confrontation before, but this was the first time he saw this kind of scene. At this moment, he couldn't help but exclaim: "Fellow Daoist Anlin is really talented and extraordinary."
Su Qianyun didn't speak, but her beautiful eyes were fixed on the picture presented on the crystal.
The light slowly dissipated, and the figures of the two appeared again on the screen.
Both of them were in a terrible embarrassment, both scarred and disheveled.
"Oh my god, God Jiang is injured!?"
"That's not the point. The point is that An Lin was able to fight Jiang Shen to this extent."
"Is a new kendo genius about to be born?"
Many disciples stared blankly at the figure on the crystal screen, as if they saw something incredible. They thought that Jiang Yanan could easily crush An Lin, but now it seems that is not the case.
The most horrified person at this time was Jiang Yanan who was fighting.
He never expected that a passer-by who would pick one at random and teach as a negative textbook would be so terrifying.
No, I can't fight any more...
Jiang Yanan raised his proud head, another gust of wind blew in the space, blowing his flowing and smooth white hair.
He looked at An Lin softly, and said in a clear voice, "I've accepted it!"
"Huh?" An Lin was stunned, what do you mean, is it over
Seeing An Lin's reaction, Jiang Yanan felt depressed, and continued to say leisurely:
"I think you also know that there is no point in continuing to fight like this."
"You have already lost. After all, that was your strongest sword intent just now. I have to admit that you are really strong. I approve of you!"
"However, I still have a backup, so let's stop here..."
Is there a backup
An Lin was taken aback when he heard the words, and then excitedly said: "What a coincidence, I also have a backup, come on, let's do it again!"
Jiang Yanan's eyes were wide open, and her breathing became short of breath: What... he actually has a second hand!
What a coincidence? Coincidentally, your sister!
"Fellow Daoist Anlin, it's not terrible to lose, just admit it generously. Only by being brave enough to face yourself can you constantly surpass yourself. You are the first person who pushed me into this situation. Losing is really not shameful!" Jiang Yanan Still a handsome appearance.
However, he was roaring in his heart: Nima, I have praised you so much, don't you understand people's words, quickly admit defeat!
An Lin nodded seriously: "Thank you fellow Taoist Jiang Yanan for your approval. It's just a rare opportunity. I still have one last strike to make. If I don't make this move, I will regret it!"
He has already discovered that competing sword intent here can improve the proficiency of sword moves, and... it does not consume vitality!
In reality, due to the lack of vitality in his body, he was unable to use the last few swords of the God of War's six swords. However, here he can do it!
Not only can he use the Wind Sword in the Six Swords of the God of War, he can even use... the last sword!
That being the case, why not seize this opportunity and use it to feel it
Jiang Yanan's veins popped out, staring at An Lin, he felt a mouthful of old blood constricting his chest.
"Six Swords of God of War, Sixth Form, Excalibur!"
The divine brilliance in An Lin's eyes shone, and in an instant, endless majesty swept across the world, and the bright golden light impacted the surrounding space with the supreme divine power.
Boom! The terrifying mighty force broke through the space and shattered everything in the world.
Before the sword came out, Jiang Yanan's body and An Lin's body were involved...
The crystal screen was once again covered by golden light, and everyone in the martial arts arena looked at this scene in astonishment.
"Kacha..." There was a crisp sound in the crystal.
The mood battle crystal cracked...
An Lin and Jiang Yanan regained their consciousness, and both of them sat on the ground profusely in cold sweat.
Outside the arena, a group of royal disciples stared blankly at the cracked crystal and the two returning people, falling into a strange silence.
"Second brother, can the battle of sword intent crack the crystal of the battle of artistic conception?" Su Qianyun stared at An Lin with beautiful eyes, and asked in surprise.
The corner of Su Xin's mouth twitched: "Don't ask me, I've never seen such a situation..."
Seeing that An Lin's consciousness had also returned, Jiang Yanan felt relieved, and it happened that the two sides fought to a draw.
He is still the undefeated peerless sword god, Jiang Yanan!
Afterwards, he found that the disciples onlookers were all staring at the crystal in a daze, as if seeing something unbelievable.
Curiously, he turned his gaze to the battle crystal of Yijing, his eyes darkened, and he almost fainted from fright.
"I... my crystal..."
The pretentious weapon is cracked... ruined...
Jiang Yanan's eyes were wide open, her mouth was trembling, and tears welled up in the corners of her eyes.
He cried.
(end of this chapter)