Chunqiu, who was running wildly, felt as if he had been hit hard in the head and flew backwards.
As he flew backwards, the earth-shaking power completely exploded.
Like the ringing of an eternal bell, the extreme daylight that cannot be seen directly also lights up.
Chunqiu was horrified, but found that he could not escape the terrifying shock wave at his own level.
At this moment, he felt a strong wind blowing against his back, like a big palm, firmly supporting his figure.
Chunqiu looked behind him subconsciously, and saw the little emperor in luxurious clothes with a still pale face, and the purple-robed figure that had not changed for thousands of years, standing behind him at some point.
The extremely huge force of growth carried the three of them into it, forming a barrier to block the terrible explosion.
"My dear friend, guess who loses and who wins." The little emperor said slowly, his expression unwavering, looking straight ahead.
The thin purple-robed man raised his head and looked at the center of the explosion with a pair of unclear eyes, "Chen Qing, we have lost."
During this simple conversation, the explosion caused by the explosion slowly dissipated, and a huge crater a thousand miles away appeared.
And on both sides of the giant pit, there were two figures standing.
Jian Wushuang's expression was calm. Only the hem of his black shirt seemed to be stained with dust. The Tai Luo Divine Sword in his hand was trembling.
Chen Qing, who was on the other side, looked a little embarrassed, but the excitement and bellicosity in his eyes became increasingly intense.
He knew very well in his heart that if he hadn't completely released his realm just now, Jian Wushuang's blow would have been impossible to catch with his first sword intention.
But so what? Today he was going to test out all the sword skills of Jian Wushuang and try his best to use them for his own purposes.
After all, it is almost impossible to meet someone like that ancient swordsman again.
The sharp aura surged again. If Chen Qing was still hiding his edge when he struck the first sword, now, his edge is fully displayed!
At this time, Jian Wushuang said two words from a distance, "Two swords."
Chen Qing's eyes condensed, and a sword intent that far surpassed the previous one floated around him, and at the same time, a light wheel like the sun appeared behind him!
This time, Chen Qing was still the first to draw the sword.
The brilliant momentum rose instantly, and in that wheel of light, there were thousands of lightsabers!
The light wheel rotated, and a lightsaber with red gold patterns was like a huge wave, and the head of the sword was smashed towards Jian Wushuang.
Jian Wushuang was speechless. He didn't understand. Although Chen Qing's swordsmanship was not very strong, it should be enough to stand proudly.
But at the moment, although the sword intention he released was powerful and majestic, it was too broad and lacked subtlety. As a result, Jian Wushuang could see its weaknesses at a glance.
The kendo practiced by Chen Qing is inclusive and magnificent, but overall it is slightly weak.
Jian Wushuang floated forward, carrying the invisible sword on his back, facing the wall that was almost made of sword edges, and stabbed out with a sword.
This sword is the ultimate sword written by Ding Baiyi, a sword that abandons everything, including himself.
There was an almost subtle flash of white light, and the feeble tip of the sword was like a fish tapping the water.
There was a slight ripple.
This sword is a mixture of hundreds of thousands of swords. If you go forward indomitably, you will die with one sword!
Along with the ripples, thousands of swords were shattered and the brilliance was destroyed.
Chen Qing, who was carrying the Nimbus on his back, trembled slightly at the moment when the brilliant sword spirit shattered.
It was as if he smelled a familiar scent, and the memory that was so long ago that it was about to be wiped out quietly came to his mind.
At this moment, the eyes of the little emperor and the thin purple robe beside him couldn't hide a hint of surprise.
So, it was only when Jian Wushuang cut off a strand of Chen Qing's hair with his unabated and awe-inspiring sword that he came back to his senses.
"You are very strong. I have already lost in the way of swordsmanship." A trace of bitterness appeared on Chen Qing's face. He lost completely in the two consecutive sword attacks.
Jian Wushuang did not put away the sword in his hand, but looked at Chen Qing and smiled, not caring at all about his previous unfair actions.
"Brother Chen, the two of us will compete. We won't win or lose. We will only focus on swordsmanship. If my guess is right, you should still have a sword."
Chen Qing's eyes lit up slightly when he heard this, and then dimmed again, "Brother Jian's guess is correct, but my sword is still just a frame and has not penetrated through."
"If the way of swordsmanship does not go through any practice, then it will be just a framework after all. The same is true for practicing and enlightening Yiyi." Jian Wushuang said quietly, then flicked his wrist, and the invisible long sword trembled.
Chen Qing's eyes were fiery, and his warlike intention rose again.
"Then Chen will be embarrassed!"
After the words fell, the real sword in his hand trembled quietly, the earth shook, and ravines appeared in the sky. Ten dark blue sword intents like giant pillars reaching the sky tore open the ground, rising like a startling dragon.
Chen Qing stood on the spot, pointing the real sword in his hand directly at the sky. The ten magnificent rays of light gave everything a layer of dark blue.
Jian Wushuang stood in the void, looking calmly ahead, and then he threw the invisible sword into the air.
The next moment, ten giant pillars of dark blue sword intent were wrapped with all the power, entangled with each other, and covered the sky and the earth to suppress it.
At the same time, the invisible sword that was thrown into the air quietly decomposed and turned into hundreds of millions of floating sword intent.
Jian Wushuang put his hands behind his back, and the billions of strands of sword intent condensed under him, like the Milky Way falling from the sky.
The little emperor was watching from a distance, his eyes narrowed slightly, and there seemed to be a faint smile hanging on the corner of his mouth.
After seeing Jian Wushuang's sword intent that was even better than before, Chen Qing's extremely nervous eyes were replaced by bitterness.
This is just the sword intention of the framework, and it seems that it will die before it is created.
Jian Wushuang came with Tianhe Sword Intention, his eyes were extremely calm from beginning to end.
When the two were about to collide without any suspense, everything seemed to come to a standstill for a moment.
There was no earth-shattering sound, only a faint sound like the sound of a clear spring.
Chen Qing was stunned.
The sword intention belonging to Jian Wushuang disappeared, disappearing at the moment when they were about to collide.
The sword intent exuding a magnificent dark blue color was unimpeded and finally exploded into the sky.
Everyone subconsciously reached out to cover their eyes, and then stared forward again.
Jian Wushuang appeared on the ground at some unknown time, holding his right hand on the hilt of the Tai Luo Divine Sword at his waist, and nodded slightly to Chen Qing.
Everyone could see clearly that in this last confrontation, Jian Wushuang dispersed the Tianhe Sword Intent on his own and did not compete with it.
This represents the perfection of Chen Qing’s swordsmanship.
Chen Qing came back to his senses and solemnly raised his hands to Jian Wushuang, "Thank you Brother Jian."
He knew very well that if Jian Wushuang's sword intention just fell, he would have no chance of victory.