Nine Hundred and Twentieth Chapters Peak Showdown

"Should I call you Heiyan, or should I call you Sword God?"

Qianguqiu carried his hands on his back, looked at Ye Chenfeng who stood alone and proud, his eyes flashed with the momentum of swallowing mountains and rivers, showing a cold smile, and said sharply.

"The name is just a code name. Whatever you want to call it, you can do whatever you want." Ye Chenfeng said coldly and arrogantly.

"Hahaha, to be honest, I really didn't expect that this Star Territory Qualifying Tournament would play against you." Qianguqiu laughed and said arrogantly: "But by defeating you, I should be able to gain both fame and fortune and pass it down through the ages. "

"Wait until you really beat me to be proud."

Looking at the arrogant and arrogant Qianguqiu, Ye Chenfeng said with a calm face, neither happy nor sad.

"Do you really think that if you defeat Rentu, you can shake my status? If I defeat Rentu, I will never be as troublesome as you." Qianguqiu said lightly, his voice full of confidence in his strength.

"Then how much of your strength do you think I used to defeat Rentu?" Ye Chenfeng asked rhetorically.

"Well... Heiyan, I'm becoming more and more interested in you. I hope your strength will not let me down." Qianguqiu was startled and showed a sharp smile.

And his own fighting spirit is rising steadily, and the invincible fighting spirit is rapidly accumulating.

Ordinary people, feeling the fighting spirit emerging from Qianguqiu's body, can't produce a trace of courage to fight, but Ye Chenfeng is not affected.

"Heiyan, if you dare to call yourself a sword god, you should have good practice in kendo. Then we will compete to see who has a deeper understanding of kendo and who is more qualified to have this title."

With that said, Qianguqiu summoned the Liuguang Flying Snow Sword of the middle-grade Daoist level, and his aura became even more fierce at this time.

"as you wish!"

Ye Chenfeng put Fang Tianhuaji into the Qiankun realm and summoned the middle-grade Taoist Emperor Tianjian.

The Emperor Tianjian and the Liuguang Feixue Sword are both middle-grade Taoist weapons, but the Emperor Tianjian has the spirit of the weapon, so no matter the quality potential or the attack power, the Emperor Tianjian is superior.

"Well, you actually have two middle-grade Taoist weapons!"

Feeling the quality of the Ditian Sword, Qianguqiu showed a hint of surprise, surprised that Ye Chenfeng's background was deeper than his own.

"Is the middle-grade Taoist weapon very precious?" Ye Chenfeng said coldly and arrogantly.

Possessing top-quality sacred treasures, middle-grade Taoist tools are really nothing in Ye Chenfeng's eyes.

"Heiyan, I'll let you know that all your arrogance is just a joke."

Qianguqiu's face sank, and he stopped talking nonsense. With a flash of the flowing snow sword in his hand, he stabbed Ye Chenfeng.

With this sword, Qianguqiu brought the meaning of the sword and the meaning of the wind to the extreme. The speed of the sword was as fast as lightning, and it was difficult for the naked eye to capture.

"laugh!"

Ye Chenfeng's body was pierced by Qianguqiu's sword, and Qianguqiu disappeared in a flash, directly passing through Ye Chenfeng's body.

"Speed ​​afterimage!"

After piercing Ye Chenfeng's body, Qianguqiu was not surprised, because he found that what was directly stabbed by the sword was only the afterimage of Ye Chenfeng's speed, and did not hurt his body at all.

When the attack failed, Qianguqiu instinctively evaded, but at the moment when he dodged, Ye Chenfeng took a sword step, a mysterious sword figure appeared under his feet, and a large number of sword patterns flew out like crazy The attacking sword rain attacked Qianguqiu.

The sound of a metal collision sounded 'Ding Ding Dangdang', and the Snow Streamer Sword in Qianguqiu's hand flicked quickly, interweaving a large number of sword patterns, resisting the attack of the sword step.

"Vertigo!"

The sword step was strongly resolved by Qianguqiu, and Ye Chenfeng's soul power exploded in his brain, forming a powerful dizzy power, which blasted into Qianguqiu's soul, making him feel a little dizzy.

The feeling of dizziness appeared, Qianguqiu, who had been prepared for a long time, immediately bit the tip of his tongue, instantly regaining his senses, and pierced a path of wind and thunder sword shadows, defusing Ye Chenfeng's offensive.

"This Qianguqiu even has the treasure of soul defense."

Qianguqiu was able to regain his sobriety so quickly, in addition to his strong willpower, the more important thing is that there is a treasure of soul defense hidden in the soul sea, restraining the dizziness.

"Instant killing sword!"

Ye Chenfeng moved and instantly merged with the Emperor Heaven Sword, stabbing Qianguqiu like a shock.

And Qiangu Qiu did not show weakness, holding the Liuguang Flying Snow Sword to counterattack with all his strength, collided with the instant killing sword stabbed by Ye Chenfeng, a large number of kendo powers fiercely opposed, stirring the light of Taoism.

"Whizzing!"

With a reckless blow, Ye Chenfeng and Qianguqiu stabbed another sword almost at the same time, attacking each other.

As for these two swords, Ye Chenfeng and Qianguqiu both increased their attack speed to the limit, and the shocking speed of the sword light was so fast that it was impossible to capture the trajectory.

The two deduced kendo to fight fast, and they fought fast in a very short time. For a time, the speed of the two people was scattered throughout the eighth heaven, and they attacked fiercely.

By the end, the shadows of Ye Chenfeng and Qianguqiu had almost disappeared, and the audience in the stands could only see sword lights galloping past, colliding fiercely, constantly disappearing and turning invisible.

"The meaning of the sword, Jiuzhongtian!"

The two fought tit-for-tat for thousands of tricks. Ye Chenfeng suddenly increased the power of the sword, and raised the meaning of the sword to the realm of Jiuzhongtian. One sword broke Qianguqiu's offensive and forced him to retreat.

A large amount of blood flowed out from the sword marks that appeared on his chest, staining his clothes red.

"Qianguqiu is injured. This Black Rock is not only amazing in strength, but also has such a deep understanding of swordsmanship. When was this monster born in Xingluo Continent?"

"Yeah, this Heiyan's strength is too unexpected, and he deserves to be a genius on par with the Star King. If he is given enough time, my Star Luo Continent is really likely to have a second Star King."

Witnessing the scene where Qianguqiu was slashed by Ye Chenfeng's sword, the audience gasped again.

"Po Jun, you said Qianguqiu and that Heiyan, who will have the last laugh!"

Yufeng, who was defeated by Ye Chenfeng, came to Po Jun, who had a cold face, and asked softly.

"In terms of talent and strength, I think that Heiyan should be higher and better. But Qianguqiu's demon puppet is extremely terrifying, equivalent to the sixth-level war beast emperor. If Heiyan does not have a way to restrain the demon puppet, it is estimated that he will probably lose. ."

Po Jun's strength is on par with Qian Gu Qiu, and the reason why Po Jun lost to Qian Gu Qiu is precisely because of the puppet of the devil.

"Ninefold Swordsmanship!"

Qianguqiu glanced at the sword marks left on his chest, and there was a dignified expression on his face. It can be said that the ninefold swordsmanship is what he has always dreamed of and pursued, but he did not expect that Ye Chenfeng actually realized it, which made him smell it. Dangerous breath.

"Flying Immortal Sword!"

When Qianguqiu was in shock, Ye Chenfeng's body was sprayed out by the ninety swords' Dao pattern, which melted into the Ditian sword, stabbed out with a sword, and an incomparably bright lightsaber shot out, like a sword outside the sky. Pierced through space, like a meteor hitting Qianguqiu.

The astonishing kendo attack shook Qianguqiu back again, and his body's qi and blood violently tumbled.

"The formation of swordsmanship."

He was repelled by Ye Chenfeng again, Qianguqiu's thoughts moved, and he summoned sixteen lightsabers of the pseudo-Dao level, surrounding him, forming a powerful sword formation.

After learning Ye Chenfeng's comprehension of kendo, Qianguqiu quickly changed his tactics and used the might of a sword formation to defend against the enemy.

"Jianzhen, I didn't expect you to have such means, but it's useless!"

Looking at the sword formation suspended above Qianguqiu's head, Ye Chenfeng's eyes shone brighter than the stars. With a flash of his body, he held the Ditian Sword and killed him fearlessly.

Peak duel, the brave wins.