"The good show finally begins... It seems to be to prove Duan Yue's words. When his words are about to end, the murderous aura on the girl Lu Qingyue's body has reached a peak. Immediately, a sharp sword intent rose from her body, like a storm. In an instant, it suddenly exploded with her body as the center point. In the huge storm, there were faint golden sword auras flashing, and the sharp roaring through the air made people's mind tremble. The huge sword intent storm was nearly ten feet high and the energy pressure that permeated it made countless people around the ring look dumb. Such a spectacular scene was actually formed by Lu Qingyue's sword intent. It can be seen that his cultivation is indeed at an extremely high level.
As the sword intent storm swept, a fierce and fierce suction spread out from the sword intent storm. The air around it was as if it had been shaken by the terrifying storm, constantly twisting and rolling into wind pillars, constantly roaring, and the sky above the ring couldn't help but tremble.
In Zhang Ting's eyes, the blue lightning became more and more intense. He let the sword intent storm rise into the sky, but he was still unmoved. There were vague thunder power around him, suppressing the air around him. His eyes were tightly locking the sword intent storm in the air. His sharp eyes could even see a blurry figure from the storm.
"The Lingfeng Sword Technique of Lingfeng Sword Sect is indeed extraordinary!" After all, he is not a master like Duan Yue. He has great power in every move and can completely break the opponent's sword Technique with his own powerful strength. Zhang Ting's cultivation is even worse than Lu Qingyue, so if he wants to defeat the opponent, he naturally has to use other methods.
Both of them studied under famous sects. They were both ancient sects that had been passed down for thousands of years. In ancient times, they were even invincible in the world, but now they have declined. Fortunately, everyone has a heritage. Therefore, the skills between them are not much different, so if you want to decide the victory or defeat, life and death, unless the two fight head-on, no one will predict the final success or failure. "Swish!" Just as Zhang Ting was calculating each other's strength in his mind, a sharp sword energy suddenly shot out like an arrow in the sword intent storm. Then, it roared through the air and shot hard at the direction where Zhang Ting was. This sword energy came extremely rapidly, and in just a flash, it appeared in front of Zhang Ting.
"Damn! What a cruel woman!" Faced with such a fierce and ruthless attack, even Duan Yue, the spectator, couldn't help but be shocked and cursed in his heart.
"Hmph!" Zhang Ting was also a ruthless person. He did not keep his hands because his opponent was a woman. He snorted coldly. With his five fingers holding the void, a thick blue lightning burst open around him. A thick thunder spear was held in his palm.
"Zheng!" The sharp sound of gold and iron crossing swords burst out in a dazzling spark. The sword energy was shattered, and the electric arcs flashed around Zhang Ting's body, dragging the thunder spear with his body, like an electric snake, plunged into Lu Qingyue's sword intent storm.
"This Zhang Ting is so strong?!" In an instant, the faces of the masters of the Lingfeng Sword Sect were all frowned involuntarily, but immediately, they returned to normal. For them, the outcome of this duel cannot control anything, and no one can stop the pace of the Lingfeng Sword Sect today.
Duan Yue subconsciously frowned, and his eyes swept around the martial arts field. Suddenly, he woke up. The elders of the Lingfeng Sword Sect, who seemed to have formed a formation intentionally or unintentionally, were constantly pouring into the ground of the martial arts field under his feet.
"Formation?!" Duan Yue couldn't help but frowned. He had already noticed that there was a powerful formation on the ground of this martial arts field. It seemed that his guess was correct. This should be an extremely powerful formation. Of course, the conditions for opening must be very harsh. Otherwise, the Lingfeng Sword Sect would not have been so complicated to hold this martial arts competition. I'm afraid that the masters of the three major sects were honestly staying in the trap they set. At that time, no matter the winning or losing of the competition, as long as the formation was activated, the Lingfeng Sword Sect would be the biggest winner.
In the sword intent storm, Lu Qingyue sensed the violent thunder power on Zhang Ting almost instantly. She was surprised to find that the other party's strength was much stronger than the Zhang Ting she had known before! Countless thoughts flashed by, but this was just a moment. When Lu Qingyue raised her hand, a golden long sword was already wrapped in a sharp sword light and rushed towards Zhang Ting.
Fast! Accurate! Ruthless!
I have to say that this woman's sword skills has indeed achieved considerable success. Even if it were Duan Yue, she would not have had any big problems. No wonder people say that anyone can offend anyone, but they can't offend women. The ancients were really far-sighted!
"Thunder!" Zhang Ting did not dodge, and a roar came from his mouth. The huge thunder spear about a squat-size length in his palm was thrust into the sky. Only a "crack" sound was heard, and the violent thunder power was mixed with the loud shock of "rumbling", and the airflow in the air in the air was whimpering and thunderously thunder was extremely harsh by his thunder spear.
Lu Qingyue's figure changed, the sword in her palm, and the sword light roared, wrapping her body, like a fallen leaf in the sword intent storm, rushing towards Zhang Ting in a vague manner. In the air, two golden and blue lights flashed, and the cold sword aura and violent thunder power continued to flash, colliding, causing waves of air turbulence, and dispersing the sword intent storm outside, making the two of them looming in the fight.
The sword intent storm was finally blown away, and the two figures intertwined again. At the moment, Lu Qingyue, with the advantage of sword Qingling, cut off the horizontal line in her hand, and several tiny wind blades were cut towards Zhang Ting's neck. The attack came quickly and was really fierce.
What a Zhang Ting, who is worthy of being the number one young strong man in the Thunder Sect, at this time, he forced himself to stop the momentum of rushing forward, and his body paused abruptly. Then, the huge thunder spear danced with a deafening sound, blocking the wind blade, and then the remaining momentum had not yet disappeared, and a burst of energy was used to smash it behind him.
"Do!" Inevitably, the weapons collided together, and with a loud bang, the thunder spear in Zhang Ting's hand stayed on Lu Qingyue's head, and the sword in Lu Qingyue's hand struggled to resist the whereabouts of the thunder spear. The huge force directly pressed the slender sword into a thrilling arc. With a little more force, it is afraid that it will be possible to break the long sword and then cause Lu Qingyue's brain to burst!
"Bang!" The two people's bodies fell from the sky in an instant and landed on the ring. The huge drop force directly shocked the entire ring, and cracks began to spread on the ring.
"Huh!" Zhang Ting's already extremely rapid force surged again, and the thunder spear in his hand pressed down again, hoping to set the victory and defeat with one blow.
A sharp gaze flashed in Lu Qingyue's eyes. She bit her silver teeth, then her heels were heavily on the ground. The power of true energy in her body was poured into the sword in her palm. The long sword that had been bent was immediately straight as if it was reborn. It bounced away the thunder spear, then trembled rapidly, making a buzzing sound. A dazzling golden sword light exploded, instantly covering several vital points on Zhang Ting's body.
Zhang Ting's face was not moved at all. The thunder spear in his palm seemed bulky, but the thunder spear formed by the power of thunder was no less powerful than the long sword in Lu Qingyue's palm. As he danced, the huge thunder spear was like a thunder lightning flashing, and all the sword lights that would attack would block them.
As Lu Qingyue's body changed, dozens of figures evolved, standing on the ring, and sword lights gathered together by her, forming a huge true sword energy, tearing through the sky.
Feeling the powerful power of the true sword energy, Zhang Ting did not fight hard. He suddenly stepped on the ground with force, and he flew to the sky with the rebound force. Then a terrifying lightning burst out from the thunder spear, carrying the power of falling from the sky and smashed it hard towards Lu Qingyue!
The violent thunder power suddenly appeared, and the terrifying energy fluctuations immediately made the countless viewers around the ring frightened. Even the supreme elders of the Lingfeng Sword Sect couldn't help but stand up, and there was a vague fluctuation of the true energy power around them.
The Gone Star Hun laughed loudly and said, "Why do you have to be so nervous? It's just a battle between the younger generations. Don't worry, it's impossible to die."
Hearing this, Lu Lingxu couldn't help but change his face. He took a deep breath and forced himself to calm down. A smile that was even worse than crying was squeezed out on his face, and he scolded: "Don't you sit down yet! Haven't you heard what Brother Star Soul said? This is just an ordinary competition among the younger generations."
These words were gritting teeth, and even Duan Yue couldn't help but smile: "This group of old guys, it seems that they have to make a life-and-death fight before they can stop today, but this is exactly what I want... to be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to vote for recommendations, monthly votes, and your support is my greatest motivation.) rq