Chen Chuan used enough strength and speed to attack this time. No matter how strong his skills are, there is a limit to what he can withstand. As long as the pressure is enough, he can break through.

Almost as soon as the ground cracked, he appeared in front of Jian Chengsheng and slashed him down.

Jian Chengsheng also moved when he activated it. Before the sword could reach its full strength, he quickly stepped forward, raised the sword up, and held the Xuejun sword with a sound.

However, the force from Xuejun's sword came one after another, and the alienated tissue inside his body began to dissolve the force, and one could see the veins stretching under his skin.

However, this cut is not the end.

The first sword was blocked, and the second sword slashed through.

When this sword was issued, Chen Chuanyu simultaneously released the restraints on the alienated tissue, thus increasing his strength and speed instantly.

Jian Chengsheng immediately sensed his mind, turned around quickly, and with the help of his whole body, he raised the knife with both hands to block it. With a clang, he blocked it again.

But immediately afterwards, Chen Chuan slashed out for the third time. This time he activated the oven breathing method. As a hot breath came out, the power of the sword increased again based on the original.

Jian Chengsheng's expression was extremely serious, and there was a faint light in his eyes. This was a sign that his spirit had been condensed to the limit. Under the guidance of the God of Self, he passively elicited the secret breathing method with explosive potential in the Wave Pavilion.

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The essence and blood accumulated in his heart instantly spread to the whole body, filling every corner. He shouted loudly and with a bang, he also blocked the third knife, but with a click under his feet, a solid road was born.

It cracked and the whole person sank downwards.

But Chen Chuan's attack did not end here. As the hands holding the handle leaned back and forth, the secret ritual on the skin suddenly started. While the color of the ritual quickly faded, a stronger force was added to the knife, and

It exploded in an instant, so he used the force to spin around and slashed horizontally with his sword.

Both the strength and speed of this sword have exceeded a certain limit, and the sound of wind and thunder can be heard in an instant.

Jian Chengsheng did not flinch at all, but his eyes became extremely quiet, revealing an unyielding persistence. Under the guidance of a highly condensed spirit, he squeezed and mobilized every ounce of alienated tissue power in his body.

The blending of blood and breath caused a rushing sound from the body, like the sound of surging waves.

At this moment, time seemed to slow down. Looking at the Xuejun sword that was slowly approaching him, he seemed to be carrying a huge burden, and the sword in his hand was also pushed forward inch by inch.

The next moment, the weapons of both sides touched each other.

With a bang, this collision was not like a clash of weapons, but like two air waves crashing together.

Jian Chengsheng's sleeves exploded, and he fell backwards. The knife in his hand was shaken high, and the blade was shaking. Blood seeped out of his arms, including other parts of his body.

, this is caused by the force accepted by the alienated organization exceeding its endurance limit.

But even at this time, his eyes were still full of tenacity, trying to gather the scattered strength bit by bit.

The swordsmanship of Langtao Pavilion emphasizes the accumulation of momentum. When attacking, it is like a wave pushing away waves. When defending, it is like an undercurrent gathering, condensing but not erupting.

Different methods need to be adopted to deal with different enemies. Now he is using Duikong Shi, which means he only defends but does not attack. He withstands and accumulates strength in waves of defense, and finally cuts against the current and wins with one blow.

But the premise is that it must not be interrupted midway, and it requires extremely high toughness, not only in terms of physical fitness, but also in terms of mental strength.

As long as he is not struck to death with a knife, he can persevere.

After Chen Chuan struck down with this blow, he was not greatly affected.

If in the first three swords, Cheng Sheng could still return strong shock and traction when blocking, but with the fourth sword, it was just a pure block, causing almost no pressure on him, so he had nothing

But hesitantly, taking advantage of the man's weapon being swung away and the door wide open in front of him, he stepped forward and raised his hand with his backhand.

The alienated tissue in Jian Chengsheng's body has not been adjusted yet. At this moment, he can no longer recruit enough strength. He can't even twist and dodge. It seems that he will be killed by the sword in the next moment.

But under the stimulation of life and death, the knife that was swung upward seemed to bloom with a ray of light, and then a stream of essence poured into the body from there, and a force emerged from the body out of thin air.

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He held the handle of the knife with both hands and slashed it down suddenly. It collided with Chen Chuan's Xuejun knife that had been lifted up. At this moment, a thunderous shock erupted from the place where the two swords came into contact again.

There was a loud noise, and obvious air waves could be seen spreading outward from where the two were, and circles of dust were swept out.

As the strength of both sides pushed together, both of them froze at this moment.

But at this time, a strange phenomenon appeared on Jian Chengsheng. His bun had been shattered during the fight, but his hair seemed to have grown longer due to some kind of stimulation, and the muscles on his body were also bulging.

After walking around for a while, what's even more exaggerated is that his body shape has become taller. The originally spacious training clothes seem to fit him better.

The third-level fighter behind him who had been paying attention to the battle showed a faint expression of enthusiasm. He couldn't help but take a step forward and whispered secretly:

"This is it, see the god in the sword!"

Those people from the Ferris Wheel Company also saw the abnormality on Jian Chengsheng's body at this time, and their faces also showed joy, as if they were relieved at this point.

They were able to invite Jian Chengsheng here because there was a famous secret technique in the Wave Pavilion.

The seniors of Langtao Pavilion can leave their own alienated tissue and essence and blood in the sword, and the disciples can use it to control the sword when they encounter danger of life and death. However, this can only be passed down to the disciples who are truly valued.

The master of the Wave Pavilion, Feng Heshou, personally admitted that Jian Chengsheng was the most proud disciple in his generation, and he was telling them that this disciple also mastered this secret technique.

Once the sword-wielding disciple is forced to use this technique, his strength will increase accordingly, and the fact that God knows and I don't know eliminates the possibility of the enemy killing him before this power is exerted.

The third-level fighter was extremely excited at this moment, because the current image and momentum of Jian Chengsheng reminded him of the master of the Wave Pavilion, Feng Heshou, whom he had met before.

"If Mr. Jiancheng has the power of Master Fenghe, then he will definitely win!"

On the court, Chen Chuan also saw that Jian Chengsheng's image had changed at this moment. It didn't matter. The latter's field seemed to have been stimulated by some kind of stimulation at this moment. He was no longer consciously restrained as before, but suddenly

Let go and rise to a state where there is almost no gap.

It felt like I was facing the Iron Demon back then, not that the field was the same, but that the state of being at the peak of both my spirit and body was somewhat similar.

His eyes were deep and calm. Even if such an abnormality occurred, he was not affected by it. He even expected it in his heart. If the other party didn't rely on him at all, he wouldn't have appeared in front of him like this.

At this moment, he pushed his strength outward, and Jian Chengsheng used the force to retreat outward. After reaching a distance, he relaxed his body, and then slowly rearranged the blade. He also vibrated the blade and readjusted his breath.

Down.

At this time, I suddenly felt something and looked at the knife, because there were waves of thoughts coming from there, which seemed to be an urgent desire for the opponent's knife.

He raised his eyebrows slightly. In the previous fight, he had collided with the opponent's knife many times, but the thing in Xuejun's knife did not move, nor did it absorb anything like last time. Why did it appear now?

Coming?

This made him feel that all these changes in the opponent's body originated from the knife?

However, this thought just passed away, and it was useless to dwell on these. No matter how the opponent changed, he only needed to maintain his own rhythm.

Jian Chengsheng looked at Chen Chuan in front of him intently. He originally thought he could deal with this opponent with his own strength. However, it turned out that he could not do it on his own, so he could only rely on his teacher Feng Heshou's trust.

The power is in the knife.

There is nothing shameful in this. Just as he thought before, a fighter can use all the conditions that are beneficial to himself in a fight just to win.

Only winners are qualified to face praise and criticism, losers have nothing.

Langtao Pavilion emphasizes that the spirit is in front of the body. He has been walking on the path of spiritual practice in the past, and his body is limited by his ideas and age and has not yet reached its limit. However, under the stimulation of essence and blood, it makes up for his shortcomings.

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And with the blessing of Gao Tianyu Yuxin, his spirit is enough to control these without any disharmony, so at this moment, both his body and spirit have reached the point where they are close to the limit.

Even so, he did not take the initiative to issue even one sword. The method of Diekong requires that either the sword is not used or the sword is used, the winner must be determined.

He calmed down and spread his feet slightly, staring at the figure in front of him, waiting for the opponent's next attack.

At the rear, when the leader of the Ferris wheel attack team saw what was happening now, he turned to the man who had sent Makosheng Masaki away and asked: "Sir, should we move?"

The man thought for a while and said in a deep voice: "That's it."

They were not sure whether Jian Chengsheng could really hold back Chen Chuan before. If they couldn't stop him, Chen Chuan would turn around and deal with the people they sent after they moved. It would be a waste of manpower.

But now it seems that Jian Chengsheng has proved that he has this ability, so they don't have to worry too much. They can just go to the rear to raid. Not only can they solve another target as soon as possible, but they may also be able to distract Chen Chuan's thoughts.

As soon as he nodded, the team leader immediately sent out a signal. After receiving it, the third-level fighter standing in front immediately ran towards the front. He was not the only one. The other one had been hiding behind and did not take action.

The third level fighter also ran towards the convoy where Director Lei and others were.

It was impossible for Chen Chuan not to see this movement, but he looked away immediately.

Although there are two opponents, Advisor Yao is not that easy to deal with. The third level fighter has tenacious vitality. If there is not a huge gap, it is not difficult to persist for a while without sacrificing energy and blood.

He would solve it here as soon as possible, so he tightened his fingers on the handle of the knife and looked at his opponent again.

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