At that time.

Inside the Sword Furnace courtyard.

After hearing what Chen Sheng said just now, Li Kuan's face changed slightly, and he looked thoughtful, and said, "Master, would you really be as Chen Sheng guessed that Di Feng was really just relying on luck?"

When Mr. Jian heard this, he said in confusion: "Oh?

Is a person so lucky?"

Li Kuan waved his hand and said, "Master, I don't mean that. I just think that although Di Feng is talented and not very weak, it is obvious that he has mastered the skills in every level, so he captures the sword spirit very quickly.

For example, in the third level, when facing the sword spirit of the sword formation, it was obvious that he had used some skill and was familiar with the sword formation, so... I admit that he was very smart, and there was no doubt about it."

"Just..." Li Kuan said halfway, a trace of worry flashed deep in his eyes.

Turning his eyes to the scene of the two confrontation in the mirror.

"I'm just worried that when the two of them are really fighting, those clever things will not be able to withstand Chen Sheng's opponents."

"Although Chen Sheng completed every level very hard, he defeated his opponent with his true strength, so..." Jian Lao laughed in a low voice when he heard the Yan, raised his hand lazily and pointed at Chuan Jing and said, "Don't draw conclusions easily, let's watch slowly."

Although Mr. Jian's tone was gentle and smiling, his meaning was very clear. In the competition between Di Feng and Chen Sheng, the winner must be Di Feng.

Although Li Kuan was very puzzled about this, he didn't say anything. After all, the person Jian Lao liked must have his uniqueness.

Jianshan Lingjiantai.

The two have already landed on the stage.

At this time, the sun had already set, and the firelight around the Spirit Sword Platform had been completely lit, as if it was emitting a strange ghost light in the darkness.

Chen Sheng stared at Di Feng with a pair of red pupils gloomy and said with a smile: "Di Feng, I don't care how you took this opportunity, but I advise you to leave now, otherwise it would be too late to regret it later."

Di Feng glanced at Chen Sheng with an expressionless face, and did not speak out. He disdained such nonsense! Di Feng ignored him at all, his smile in his eyes was restrained, and the chill flashed, and he said, "Since you are persistent in seeking death, I will help you today!"

"I have given him a chance! All the next accidents have nothing to do with me and have nothing to do with the Blood Sword Palace!"

Chen Sheng looked up at the void. He knew that everyone outside Jianshan was looking at the two of them through the mirror. This sentence was for Li Xuanlong and Lin Chang'an.

Li Xuanlong, outside the Jianshan Mountain, smiled sharply and said hoarsely: "This kid really knows how to build momentum."

As his voice fell, Chen Sheng's tiger body shook, and a majestic sword energy roared out from the sky spirit cover, like a black cloud covering it.

In the dark clouds, there was a strong murderous intent, like a ghost in the underworld, with a terrifying momentum.

Chen Sheng waved his sleeves and did not use the sword seed. In his opinion, people of the level of Di Feng were not worth his sheathing. He pointed out with one finger that an invisible sword energy turned into a tangible sharp edge and flew out of his sleeves quickly, like a meteor, approaching Di Feng.

Di Feng's face was calm. With a grip in his hand, he fooled an ancient Xuanjin sword into his hand. The ancient sword was covered with light patterns and emitted powerful fluctuations due to the bonus of the sword spirit.

Thorn! Di Feng held the long sword in his hand and suddenly faced the sharp sword energy.

A dazzling golden light shot out, and the speed was like an elf flashing by, leaving no trace of air tearing, and the tangible edge was also cut off by the golden sword light at this time.

Bang! The sword lights of both sides collided head-on.

The air nearby was blown out, and a harsh sound of sonic boom sounded, and the air waves that could be seen in the naked eye were rolling and dispersing.

Both figures were shocked and flew backwards.

Chen Sheng stabilized his body, his face was a little distorted because his arms were constantly dripping blood. The previous collision, because of his carelessness, could not dodge, was directly swept by Di Feng's sword light too quickly.

However, Di Feng looked calm at this moment, slowly raised his head and looked at him.

Several familiar auras appeared in the sword seed in his hand, and Chen Sheng looked stunned. Could it be that Di Feng merged several auras of sword spirits into his own sword seed?

How did he do it in such a short time?

"Haha, do you really think I don't have any means, it's all based on luck?"

Di Feng looked at Chen Sheng with his black eyes, full of sarcasm.

Chen Sheng's face was gloomy. Damn, I was careless. I originally thought that Di Feng would die within his own move, but now it seems that he underestimated him.

"The Emperor Feng has the upper hand."

Outside the Jianshan Mountain, Yang Bingbing immediately said happily when she saw this scene.

Lin Changan also touched the tip of his nose and smiled slightly.

On the other side of the Blood Sword Palace, the atmosphere became tight, and Li Xuanlong frowned. Obviously, he didn't expect Chen Sheng to suffer a loss due to carelessness.

… “Don’t be too happy too early!”

As if he noticed Di Feng's contemptuous gaze, Chen Sheng turned his head and showed a strange smile at him, while a cold voice floated from his mouth.

"Di Feng, I said to let you leave early, now, you have to die here!"

The canyon at night is particularly quiet.

Chen Sheng's cold voice was floating around, as if it was full of jokes, and it seemed that it was just an accident just now.

Di Feng narrowed his eyes slightly. Chen Sheng, a bloodthirsty and cold guy, made him feel particularly uncomfortable. Where did this guy get his confidence?

"Do you really think that with your strength, you can kill me in this vast valley?"

Emperor Feng said slowly.

Chen Sheng smiled, with a strange smile, "I think this question should be to ask yourself."

"So, this time, I will not show mercy."

Di Feng looked at Chen Sheng with a sure victory, looking puzzled, huh?

Did you show mercy just now?

The next second, when a black long sword appeared in Chen Sheng's hand, the aura around him became more and more fierce, and the momentum in his body was also rising step by step, giving people a strong sense of oppression.

Di Feng looked at Chen Sheng who was completely serious and did not underestimate him. He held the ancient Xuanjin sword in his hand and pointed the sword tip to the ground, and his eyes gradually became colder.

The transparent sword spirit aura was entangled around it, and gradually it was mixed in the ancient Xuanjin sword. After the increase of the sword spirit aura, it formed a sharp edge and extremely sharp at the tip of the sword.

The two eyes collided in mid-air, both of which were full of murderous intent.
Chapter completed!