Chen Qing smiled and said, "With Brother Jian's ability, it is not difficult to get this Xiao Gutian from the little emperor."
Jian Wushuang also smiled. Chen Qing still didn't know that Xiao Dijun had already given Xiao Gutian and Da Gutian to him. Since he didn't know, he simply didn't respond.
This is not something worth showing off, but a means to restrain Jian Wushuang.
Chen Qing didn't care about his silence. He raised his eyebrows and said with a smile, "Brother Jian, we all have nothing to do today, how about we compare notes?"
Jian Wushuang wanted to refuse, but seemed to realize something, nodded and said, "It's up to you."
As soon as the words fell, Chen Qing retreated a hundred feet and soared into the sky with his peak strength, flying like a dragon on the sky, showing off wantonly.
Chunqiu's complexion changed slightly, and he hurried forward and whispered, "Brother Jian, I can feel that the energy released by this person named Chen will not stop here, and he must not be treated with a normal mind."
"Don't worry, we are just practicing swordsmanship, not a life and death battle." Jian Wushuang replied.
Chunqiu nodded, and then quickly walked out of the battle circle.
The area is thousands of feet in diameter and the grass is slightly crouching.
A real sword with the meaning of emerald green quietly appeared in Chen Qing's hand, causing his whole aura to change, like a sword with a hidden edge waiting to be opened.
Jian Wushuang also pulled out the broken Tai Luo Divine Sword from his waist and looked calmly ahead.
The Tailuo Shenjian, which was broken in the center of the sword, not only showed no sign of decline, but instead let out several excited chirping sounds.
Chen Qing's eyes narrowed slightly, and then he reminded loudly, "Brother Sword, we only talk about swordsmanship."
"Come on." Shen held the hilt of the sword and Jian Wushuang responded in a deep voice. How could he not know that Chen Qing was taking care of him.
If he completely let go of his realm, I am afraid that Chen Qing would be no lower than the ancestor of the Whirlpool Heaven, or even worse.
He was not talking, but there was a chilling feeling. Within a thousand feet, the silence was so quiet that you could hear a pin drop.
The next moment, Chen Qing took the lead and took the lead. His entire body was like an unstoppable arrow, carrying supreme power and heading straight towards Jian Wushuang to stab him.
The space rang out with sonic booms, cracking rapidly, and that ordinary stab was so fast that Chun Qiu, who was watching from a distance, almost didn't even react, and it went straight to Jian Wushuang's chest.
If this blow hits the target, even if he doesn't die, he will definitely be seriously injured!
But Jian Wushuang was faster than him. As soon as the blow hit him, a broken sword blocked his heart in time.
"Zheng!"
The two swords clashed, and a trembling sound erupted.
Chen Qing, who was flying through the air, felt that the tip of the real sword in his hand was like encountering mountains and rivers, and it was difficult for him to advance even an inch.
Jian Wushuang also felt an unparalleled force, causing him to take half a step back to relieve himself.
When the blow missed, Chen Qing smiled, raised his sword and stepped back a hundred feet.
This short trial gave both of them some ideas.
"Brother Sword, please watch my sword practice, Chen Qing!"
An arrogant voice resounded, and the next moment, a strong wind blew up within thousands of feet around him. Jian Wushuang felt a sense of crisis inexplicably when he was in it.
The color of the sky changed slightly, and ravines quietly appeared on the earth. Chen Qing held the sword hilt in both hands, and there seemed to be sword intent floating in his eyes.
Countless wisps of light blue sword intent emerged from his body, and then all returned to the sky above his head, condensing into a real sword.
Jian Wushuang is very familiar with this kind of sword curtain that covers the sky. It is a kind of concrete sword intention. It is simple and easy to learn, and is suitable for group fights.
However, when the swordsmanship is equal to or even higher than one's own, using this move is tantamount to seeking death and being inferior.
Jian Wushuang was a little confused about Chen Qing's intention, but when he looked at the top of his head again, his eyes were focused again.
In the center of the head, I saw a huge sword that was almost called a mountain of swords. It seemed to carry the power of millions of mountains and rivers, sinking down.
It turns out that the sword curtain rising from the sky is a deception, and the real sword is the sword hidden in it!
The sword that could be called the mountain of swords fell directly, and the corner of Jian Wushuang's mouth slowly raised a smile.
"Boom!"
The entire Xiaogutian ground was trembling violently. The ten thousand-foot-high sword mountain sank to the ground with almost no obstruction, and Jian Wushuang's body was also pressed under the sword mountain.
A thousand feet in radius, everything has collapsed!
After Chunqiu saw this scene, his heart almost jumped out of his throat, and then he ran forward vigorously.
Chen Qing's heart trembled as he soared into the air. Judging from Jian Wushuang's swordsmanship in Jingchuan Tiancheng, it was absolutely impossible that he would not be able to catch his first sword!
But soon he seemed to realize something, and he patted his head and said urgently, "I am confused! Brother Jian, I am here to save you!"
Chen Qing recalled that Jian Wushuang fought fiercely in Jingchuan dozens of days ago and destroyed Jingchuan by himself. He would definitely not be able to recover in this short period of time. It was normal that he could not catch his sword.
"Be sure not to get hit hard, otherwise the little emperor will definitely not be able to get around me." He thought back uneasily in his heart, and when Chen Qing was about to run to Sword Mountain, a pure sword intent shot into the sky.
The entire Sword Mountain flashed out billions of the brightest beams of light.
The explosion resounded!
Chen Qing was startled and retreated suddenly, then looked at the top of the rapidly collapsing Sword Mountain.
At the top, a figure dressed as a black-shirted ranger was sitting above, looking at the sky with a smile.
The broken Tai Luo Divine Sword in his hand could not stop trembling, as if it could no longer be suppressed.
The next moment, when the entire sword mountain collapsed completely, Jian Wushuang floated down, holding the Tai Luo Divine Sword, and slashed it down with an understatement.
Like nine heavens falling straight down onto the Milky Way, the entire sky bursts under the weight!
It seems to be endless, but it is an understatement of direct slashing, expanding thousands of miles across the sky, like the coming of the power of God!
Chen Qing, who had his feet on the ground, raised his head and looked at this scene, his right hand holding the real sword trembling slightly.
That kind of majestic and majestic sword is the sword he desires most, and it is also the sword that makes him most unbelievable today.
It turns out that besides that person, there is someone else who can practice swordsmanship to such a terrifying and unprecedented level!
A flash of excitement flashed in Chen Qing's eyes, and his originally suppressed state reached its peak again unknowingly.
He has made up his mind to use his peak state to collide and understand that sword to make up for his swordsmanship!
The terrifying peak strength caused Chen Qing's aura to continuously rise to an impossible level. It seemed that even the old ancestor who was about to break through to Yanxian was no match for him.
The real sword in his hand emits red light and points straight at the sky!