Chapter 161 Sword Competition, Are You Worthy?

"Your Highness, Seventh Prince, I bet that Chu Qianye is definitely not Wu Kuntong's opponent." Xu Feng smiled lightly, "If Chu Qianye cannot be defeated with such strength, then only a strong man like Liu Yunqing can solve the problem." gone."

"I hope so." His Royal Highness the Seventh Prince's dark eyes couldn't help flickering coldly.

Chu Qianye's strength is getting stronger and stronger, and the speed of this kind of strengthening is rising in a straight line, and with the passage of time, it will only become stronger and stronger, and it will become more and more troublesome.

The current him has this kind of thinking, if Chu Qianye's strength really rises in a straight line, then the status of the eighth younger brother will also rise, and it will affect many people's camp choices at that time.

Such a solution was not what the Seventh Prince wanted to see.

Therefore, Chu Qianye must die!

——"If that's the case, then I will depose you today!" Wu Kuntong sneered, and when he finished speaking, his figure came with a murderous aura, and his cold snort sounded like a thunderclap, like three thousand thunderbolts ...

In Chu Qianye's bright black eyes, a brilliant light suddenly shot out.

"Hmph, Chu Qianye is such a waste, he dares to compete with my junior brother with a sword, just wait for death." Liu Yunqing snorted coldly.

Li Ling looked at Chu Qianye with flickering eyes.

"This time, can he still win?"

Bai Qiuye and Hao Juan also looked at Chu Qianye, they also wanted to know the answer.

"Thunder Sword Demon!"

Chu Qianye's pupils suddenly became extremely blood-red, and around his body, a faint aura of gods and demons burst out rapidly, shooting out little by little, forming a thunderous aura.

boom!

The breath burst out completely without reservation.

"The seventh level of Huangji Realm!"

The pupils of everyone shrank suddenly, especially the Seventh Prince, he couldn't help but lightly squeezed his palm, and the murderous intent in the pupils was fierce.

Got stronger again!

"This guy is really perverted!" Mo Rufeng was depressed, and he uttered it after a while.

Hao Juan and Bai Qiuye were also a little surprised.

"In the whole country, there has never been such a genius, rare in a hundred years!" Ruan Kui said seriously.

Mo Rufeng and the others all had expressions of deep confidence on their faces.

"It's getting more and more interesting." The Eighth Prince smiled lightly, "Everyone, what's going on now?"

Swordsman Yuan Jianjing flashed a bright light in his eyes.

The last time I saw Chu Qianye, it seemed that martial arts was only at the fifth level of Huangji Realm, and it has only been less than three months, breaking through two levels in a row?

So scary!

"Although there is still some gap in martial arts, but what the Eighth Prince said, Qianye's swordsmanship should be very strong." Fang Tianhu said.

Wu Ping nodded slightly, and said: "Not only is he very strong, he inherited Jian Batian's sword skills, and he cut through the sky with one sword, especially the battle between him and Ning Yifan and Lu Xiaoqing, which was also a difference in martial arts cultivation between two levels , but his physical strength almost crushed his opponent."

"Chu Qianye is going to make a move!" Wu Ying said suddenly.

Everyone's eyes narrowed slightly, and they quickly looked at Chu Qianye.

At this moment, Chu Qianye stood with his sword in hand.

"I have a great ambition in my life, to defeat the world with the sword in my hand. With the sword, I will prove it all over the heavens and worlds, and the other side is empty." Chu Qianye said lightly.

Click.

The breath in the body suddenly rushed out like a dragon.

With a smile, the wind and thunder shake, and with a rage, the sea is cold;

The sword qi is like a god and demon, and when it is swept out, it splits the void violently, forming a huge black sword glow of twenty feet.

"Chi Chi."

The sword qi collided with each other, and there was no terrifying collision sound, but eroded each other fiercely. The void above the head of the sand field was like a heavenly wolf descending, swallowing one of them.

Click.

The 12-foot huge crack suddenly cracked irregularly, like a spider's web.

"boom!"

With the effort of one breath, two streams of sword energy suddenly burst out with a loud noise, and the sword intent criss-crossed. Wherever it touched, the void shattered and collapsed.

"clang!"

One sword, one touch instantly!

The bodies of the two were suddenly rebounded by a huge force.

Chu Qianye retreated four zhang, while Wu Kuntong retreated six zhang.

This scene shocked everyone deeply. They never imagined that Chu Qianye, whose martial arts cultivation was only at the seventh level of Huangji Realm, could cut through the sky with a single sword. , eyes full of fear.

Just one sword, one sword can see the difference in strength!

"Your martial arts cultivation base is obviously only the seventh level of Huangji Realm, how could it be so strong?!" Wu Kuntong held the sword in his hand, with an unbelievable expression on his face.

Not only Wu Kuntong was surprised, but the other fighters were also stunned.

Xu Feng's face was like a wax figure at this moment, he was in a daze, unable to say a word for a long time.

His Highness the Seventh Prince's expression was extremely gloomy.

"Xu Feng, what's going on, didn't you just say that Wu Kuntong can beat Chu Qianye this time?"

Xu Feng raised his head in surprise, looked at the expression of the seventh prince, couldn't help swallowing his saliva with difficulty, opened his mouth slightly, but didn't say a word.

As for Liu Yunqing, he always thought that Wu Kuntong could at least draw with Chu Qianye. After all, the swordsmanship he taught himself was not very bad.

It's a pity that Chu Qianye's sword had just exploded with such terrifying combat power.

"hiss."

The Eighth Prince and the others had surprised expressions on their faces.

"One sword!"

"The aura of gods and demons, he has really cultivated. Entering the Dao with demons, the blood of the sword, the way of the sword desires the demons, and the shadow of the sword is like thunder!" Yuan Jianjing said with a little excitement, his face flushed slightly.

Chu Qianye was rather disappointed.

The sky splitting spear he practiced seems to be unnecessary to deal with Wu Kuntong. This guy's martial arts is also unstable. Although his aura is already at the ninth level of Huangji Realm, he is just a little weak.

"This is impossible!"

"One sword, Wu Kuntong can't stop it?"

"This power is terrifying."

"The gap between two levels."

The surrounding warriors stared fixedly at Chu Qianye's figure, their pupils shrank suddenly, and the corners of their mouths whispered softly.

"No, I don't believe it!" Wu Kuntong murmured, his expression a little crazy.

He stepped out with the sole of his foot, and the battle sword in his palm erupted with terrifying sword energy again, stepping on the murderous aura, he stuck to Chu Qianye, and the battle sword in his palm slashed out again.

In Chu Qianye's pupils, a bewitching red glow flickered.

With a sword, he slashed out again.

It was a very simple sword, but everyone felt that the pores were bursting, they had already faintly smelled the danger, and Wu Kuntong himself had lost his mind, he did not believe that Chu Qianye had such combat power.

"clang!"

Wu Kuntong was directly sent flying. With a slash of the sword, his face turned pale for a while, his body was blasted out, he vomited blood all the way and retreated, his pupils contracted unexpectedly.

Everyone looked at this scene in surprise.

It's terrible, one sword, another sword!

Wu Kuntong's face turned pale.

"Where did the previous confidence go?"

Chu Qianye stepped out with the sole of his foot and said lightly.

"I'm trash? You threatened me with Miss Bai, did you really think I was afraid of you?"

Chu Qianye slashed out with a sword again.

This sword was sharp and quick, and by the time everyone came to their senses, Wu Kuntong had already fallen down, his chest was stained red with blood!

"Competing swords, are you worthy?!"

Wu Kuntong fell down slowly, and the breath of life disappeared little by little...

All around, a dead silence!