Peng Hongwu exclaimed in surprise. When he slashed with his sword, he was full of confidence and thought that with a sword, he would definitely be able to slash Rong Kaixuan in a mess.
The other party is a spiritual and martial arts cultivator, so when fighting with you, you naturally have to focus on spells. It is simply a whim to use swordsmanship to deal with yourself.
However, after this slash, he was shocked.
He found that his long sword was like falling into an endless pile of cotton. No matter how much strength he used, he could not cause any substantial damage to the pile of cotton.
Not only that, the long sword still refused to give up after offsetting his sword force. The lights rushed towards him, shaking his eyes.
Peng Hongwu roared and quickly pulled his sword back. Although he was not very good at face value, he couldn't take care of that much for a while.
"Hey, I'm not right, why did the martial arts retreat?"
"It's amazing that a mid-stage martial artist can't even stop the swordsman of a mid-stage spiritualist."
"Haha, when did the Peng family's martial artist become so useless?"
Under the arena, everyone in the Peng family looked ashen.
After both sides came to power, everyone in the Peng family thought that Peng Hongwu could show his might, knocked down the other party in one fell swoop, and humiliated him very much.
But as soon as the two sides fought, Rong Kaixuan gave them a huge surprise, which made the Peng family look disgraceful.
"Damn kid, look at the knife."
Peng Hongwu's face turned red after several steps back. He shouted angrily, and there was no sign of underestimation in his heart. When the long sword was wielding, the wind was loud, showing the powerful power of the master-level warrior to the fullest.
Duanmumu's face was slightly dark. Although Peng Hongwu was unknown, his strength should not be underestimated.
A strong master is a strong master, far from being a common scholar.
When facing such an opponent, Rong Kaixuan's only choice was to start releasing the spells and try to persist for a while.
However, what surprised and incredible to everyone was that Rong Kaixuan not only showed no sign of releasing the spell, but instead waved his sword and bravely met him.
The swords and swords intersect, and endless light burst out.
Peng Hongwu's long sword in his hand was wide open, and each sword contained the powerful true energy of a martial artist. The sharp sword light seemed to tear the entire sky apart.
Rong Kaixuan's sword light seemed much gentler and calmer, and countless cold stars bloomed from the tip of the sword. These cold stars formed a series of starlight threads and gradually formed a huge sword net.
In this sword net, Rong Kaixuan's sword technique became more and more fierce, his speed became faster and faster, and his power continued to increase, as if it was endless.
Everyone below looked at them carefully, and they were extremely surprised.
It turns out that a warrior of the level of warrior can really compete with the level of warriors.
Zhang Dexue's face was gloomy and sunny. After a moment, he suddenly snorted coldly and said, "Brother Duanmu, the Rong family is such a big move. He has even taught the Sword Technique of Tempering Stars."
Duanmumu smiled and said, "That's also a talented talent. Haha, you can understand the Sword Skill at the Scholar level. How many people are there in the world?"
Zhang Dexue snorted lightly, and he turned his head, but a trace of sinister and vicious look flashed in his eyes.
Rong Kaixuan, this son has an inseparable relationship with Junkai's disappearance. In addition, this son is so talented, it would be great if he grows up in the future.
"bite……"
On the ring, the sound of swords and swords like raindrops kept ringing.
Everyone below was surprised.
It's so strange that a mere warrior can actually fight against the martial artist without losing his advantage. Could it be that Peng Hongwu, a mid-stage martial artist, is a fancy move?
However, they didn't know that Peng Hongwu was suffering at this time.
Every time he slashed, it contained strong true energy. Logically speaking, if the two sides fought head-on, Rong Kaixuan would not be able to withstand the power of his sword.
However, the opponent's sword technique was too strange. The sword net condensed by the cold star was as if it were one. In an instant, there seemed to be dozens or hundreds of swords surrounding the sword, scattering the power of each sword in this infinite sword.
Inside the light.
He was like he was tied up and was trapped in a pile of cotton. No matter how hard he struggled, he felt powerful and difficult to use.
This is the sword technique, the true power of the sword technique.
In this world, the level-level cultivation of a cultivator is very important. The difference between the master level and the scholar level is an indescribable huge gap.
However, if one party has powerful spells, infinite treasures, or a fight against the sky, it can be brought closer and even made up for the huge trench in the middle.
The sword technique taught by Meng Yan is definitely the top combat skill. Although Rong Kaixuan does not really master all the power of the sword technique, just what he shows at this moment is enough to challenge the higher level.
"roar……"
Suddenly, Peng Hongwu stood still with his feet, his eyes flashed with fierce light, and he held a knife in both hands, gritted his teeth and slashed straight towards Rong Kaixuan.
Rong Kaixuan's face changed slightly, the tip of the sword trembled slightly, and countless cold stars diverged and stabbed in reverse.
However, to everyone's surprise, Peng Hongwu ignored this, and he still rushed towards Rong Kaixuan with a ferocious look on his face.
Although the sword light that Rong Kaixuan divided could injure him, Peng Hongwu's extremely sharp sword was enough to cut him in half.
"Ding Ding Ding..."
After several light sounds, Rong Kaixuan finally took a few steps back, and a flaw appeared in the sword net that enveloped the surroundings.
Duanmumu sneered disdainfully: "Old Zhang, is this the Peng family's martial artist? It's so shameless..."
Zhang Dexue's face turned red, his lips slightly pursed, and he said, "Brother Duanmu, this is a fair fight in the ring. You and I have not intervened, so it is not considered breaking the rules."
All the master-level strong men below cursed in their hearts, and these two people were indeed shameless.
Peng Hongwu is a master-level strongman, and he is only fighting against him. However, when Peng Hongwu was unable to crack his sword skills, he actually chose a way to defeat both sides.
He recognized Rong Kaixuan in this way, and relied on his strong energy to slash at Rong Kaixuan. Even if the opponent's sword was on his body, he would not dodge or avoid it.
This is a desperate way of fighting that is almost a scoundrel.
However, when a warrior is used in a military level, it will not be criticized when facing a strong master. Because there is a difference in the level of the big position, even the ugly way of fighting is normal.
However, when a teacher-level warrior fights a scholar, he still wants to do this, which makes people look down on him from the bottom of his heart.
Rong Kaixuan made several swords in succession, but the effect was not very ideal. When the opponent fought for his life, his biggest flaw in insufficient true energy was finally exposed.
If both sides are in the same spirit, facing this kind of barbaric fighting style that only attacks but not defends, he can easily take Peng Hongwu's life as long as he bounces off the opponent's long sword.
But at this moment, the opponent's swords were united, but his sword nets were destroyed one after another, and it was difficult to persevere.
With a long sigh, Rong Kaixuan knew that his background was insufficient after all, and even if he obtained the most powerful sword skills, he could not truly challenge him higher than the level.
However, he was not discouraged.
When you flip your left hand, a little bit of coldness suddenly took shape.
"Pan..." The cold light flashed with a heart-pounding paintball towards Peng Hongwu.
"Haha." Peng Hongwu burst out laughing and shouted: "I've been waiting for your move for a long time."
When he waved his sword light, one hand suddenly let go, and the golden light flashed on his fist, slamming hard on the cold light.
This is the True Gang Fist, the True Gang Fist performed by a strong martial artist.
The ice arrow released by Rong Kaixuan was immediately knocked into residue by this punch.
Peng Hongwu laughed and said, "Boy, just use whatever you have. I want to see if it is pure spiritual power or strong true energy."
Duanmumu and others cursed in their hearts, "You are a mid-term martial artist, and you are a mid-term spiritualist who competes with endurance with others, and you are also very sorry for your words."
After the two of them fought here, no one dared to underestimate Rong Kaixuan anymore.
This young scholar actually knew such powerful sword skills and exquisite spells, even if he was defeated in the end, it was enough to be impressive.
However, Rong Kaixuan refused to admit defeat.
He bounced his fingers again, and another cold light rushed out.
Peng Hongwu laughed wildly, reached out and grabbed Han Guang firmly, shouting, "I said, the ice bomb is not for me..." He roared suddenly, and his body was like being beaten by thunder.
Retreat madly.
In his hands, a fire light ran around, and a faint black smoke suddenly appeared.
Rong Kaixuan's spell was no longer an ice arrow, but a flame bomb in the fire-type spell.
Fire-type spells are the most powerful of all spells. Even warriors with True Gang Fist often use punches to bounce them off when facing fire-type spells.
However, Peng Hongwu was too arrogant, or after seeing Rong Kaixuan release two ice arrows in succession, he had already identified the identity of the other party's ice-type curse spirit scholar. So when he saw the spell appear, he immediately reached out and pinched it.
You have to crush the ice arrows and bring huge psychological pressure to the other party.
But he never expected that this time the one he was holding was no longer an ordinary ice arrow, but a flaming bomb with greater power.
Under that pinch, the powerful fire power burst out. Although he had the protection of his body of true qi, the flame bomb that exploded in his palm was too powerful, instantly penetrated his true qi protection and brought him
Huge damage.
This is the result of his true qi protecting his body. Otherwise, if he slapped his entire palm, he would probably explode.
Peng Hongwu grinned and shivered in pain. He stared at Rong Kaixuan and shouted wildly: "You, how can you release the fire spell..."
"Ha ha."
Under the ring, a burst of laughter suddenly erupted.
Among them, the Rong and Lin families had a loud voice, while the Peng families all blushed and cursed in their hearts, saying that God is really not open to his eyes how such a person becomes a martial artist.
Rong Kaixuan smiled and asked back, "Why can't I release the fire-type spell?"
Peng Hongwu was stunned, and then he remembered that he didn't understand the other party's background at all, and he thought he was self-righteous in treating the other party as an ice-type curse spiritist.
However, this guy was able to master both ice and fire spells at the same time, which was really a ghost.