After the man left, Zhang Yifeng slowly turned around and looked at Luo Badao, with a strong fighting spirit in his eyes.
He carried a nearly two-meter giant sword on his shoulders, and his slightly thin figure was not even as majestic as the giant sword.
But at this moment, his body exuded an extremely powerful aura, as if he was no longer a person, he was a mountain or a lake. Two days of forging had no impact on him.
"The name of the sword is the Scar that Split the Sky, Palace Master Luo, please enlighten me!"
"The Sky-Splitting Mark is a good name, but your sword is not enough to split the sky."
Luo Badao snorted coldly. Inspired by Zhang Yifeng's momentum, the fighting blood in Luo Badao's body was about to start.
He stepped lightly on the stage with the soles of his feet, and his body landed lightly on the forging site like a wild goose.
The two stood face to face in the middle of the competition venue. At this time, the forging platform of the forging furnace had been moved away by the staff, forming a huge open space that could serve as the competition venue for the two of them.
There were more and more people around. Before, most of the onlookers were blacksmiths, with a few watching the fun. But when Zhang Yifeng said he wanted to challenge Luo Badao, more and more people came over.
In the Kunlong Mountains, the leader of the Five-Star Sect is a god-like figure. Today, someone dares to challenge a god-like existence. Naturally, they will not miss it.
On the side, Luo Ziyi actually showed an excited look on her face. The forging talent shown by the man in the bamboo hat had already made her excited. Now that the man in the bamboo hat wanted to challenge her father, she felt even more difficult to control herself.
Even if the man in the bamboo hat is defeated in the end, it is enough to show that this man not only has extremely high talent in blacksmithing, but also has enviable attainments in martial arts!
This is the man she, Luo Ziyi, should marry. The man she wants to marry should be so outstanding. Even compared to Gongsun Rong, he is even worse!
Who can have this kind of courage and courage?
The more Luo Ziyi looked at the man in the bamboo hat, the more her heart beat wildly. That Zhang Yifeng was just a piece of shit compared to the man in front of her.
The noisy crowd slowly stopped, and only the sound of wind and low singing were left around.
Neither of them made any movements, nor did they transform, but the two strange auras that were invisible to the naked eye had already begun to clash.
The atmosphere became tense.
Crack, crackle, crackle!
After a few minutes of confrontation, the ground in front of the two of them exploded like exploding beans. The two strong men met, but before they could fight, their powerful aura, that is, their internal strength, had already caused a terrifying and exaggerated impact.
"Palace Master Luo, I'm offended!" When his momentum reached its peak, Zhang Yifeng shouted loudly, jumped up, and struck Luo Badao in the air with the Sky-Splitting Mark in his hand.
This scene immediately made the two judges who had held the Sky-Splitting Mark feel ashamed.
They are also in the realm of martial arts madmen, and it takes all their strength to hold the Sky-Splitting Scar, but Zhang Yifeng can hold the Sky-Splitting Scar with one hand and jump several feet high. This alone is beyond their reach.
"This boy's body is too strong. No wonder he dares to challenge Wu Kuangren, a peak warrior."
Of course, the two of them didn't know that the Sky-Splitting Mark, which weighed more than ten thousand kilograms in their hands, weighed only a hundred kilograms in Zhang Yifeng's hands. This weapon was Zhang Yifeng's weapon, and he was already connected by blood with the Sky-Splitting Mark.
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Zhang Yifeng jumped three feet, holding a huge black sword in his hand, and slashed at Luo Badao from a high position. He was as light as a swallow, more like a large eagle that suddenly flashed, and like a bird swooping down, ready to catch him.
War eagle on prey.
The body of the Sky-Splitting Mark sword is black, as black as if it can swallow light. The tip of the huge sword is shiny with silver gray, and it is so sharp that it is impossible to look at it.
He did not wait for Luo Ba Dao to attack first. After all, his status and strength were there. If he still wanted to wait for others to attack first, he would be looking down on Luo Ba Dao.
The sky-splitting scar slashed down fiercely, the giant sword passed by, the air trembled, and the space seemed to be distorted. The huge sword body made it not look like a sword, but a rumbling and suppressed tower.
mountain peak!
Domineering, moving forward inexorably, creating new things.
Facing such a fierce and domineering blow, Luo Badao's expression remained unchanged, he raised his palm high and struck directly at the giant sword edge of the Sky-Splitting Mark.
Bang!
This seemingly violent sword was actually slapped away by Luo Badao with his bare hands.
Zhang Yifeng relied on the force of the recoil to lift his body up again. At the moment of falling, he readjusted his direction, and the sky-splitting mark once again turned into a black light and slashed down angrily.
For a moment, the sword light shone, and the palms flew. The two collided continuously, making deafening sounds. But no matter how violently the Sky-Splitting Mark in Zhang Yifeng's hand slashed down, Luo Badao's palm could easily kill it.
Shoot fly.
It seems that this is not a huge mountain-breaking sword weighing more than ten thousand kilograms, but a light rap sword.
But only Luo Badao, who has actually come into contact with the giant sword, knows that the weight of the giant sword is absolutely exaggerated and terrifying to the extreme. The giant sword itself weighs ten thousand kilograms. Once the spiritual energy is input, under the influence of Xuanzhong True Steel,
, the weight will be doubled. Therefore, Zhang Yifeng's seemingly lightning-fast attacks actually carry a hundred thousand kilograms of force with each swing of the giant sword!
If it were an average martial arts master at the peak level, he would be able to take a dozen swords at most before his internal strength was exhausted and he would be struck twice with one sword. In other words, he only used martial arts peak strength, but he had the super strength of the late master.
He was so angry that he could receive this terrifying slash so easily!
There is no doubt that Zhang Yifeng, who has the Sky-Splitting Mark in his hands, is completely comparable to the peak warrior Wu Kuangren, no, he is completely comparable to the master!
At this moment, Luo Badao seemed to understand why Zhang Yifeng said that if he couldn't help but use the master's level of cultivation, it would be fine as long as he did not use the master's later level of cultivation.
With this sword and this boy's natural power, if it were a life-and-death duel, within three moves, any strong person under the master would be turned into a corpse.
However, what a character Luo Badao is. He also has the dignity of a strong man. Naturally, he will not admit defeat so early.
Bang bang bang bang!
Zhang Yifeng's slashing speed became faster and faster, and became more and more fierce, almost turning into a giant sword shadow and covering Luo Ba Dao.
Boom, boom, boom, boom.
The ground under Luo Badao's feet continued to crack, spreading in all directions like a spider web.
If he uses his master's strength, Luo Badao can easily resolve all the power from the giant sword with his body. But if he only uses the peak power of Wu Kuangren, he must transfer the energy transferred to him to the ground to completely resolve it. If
Otherwise, he would have been injured long ago.
At this moment, everyone held their breath in unison and stared at the center of the battlefield motionlessly, for fear of missing any move.
Every time the black giant sword slashes down, it will inevitably bring about violent waves of air. Zhang Yifeng is full of fighting spirit, and the black giant sword is also extremely cheerful.
Zhang Yifeng could clearly feel the cheerful and joyful emotions coming from the Sky-Splitting Mark.
Zhang Yifeng was a little surprised that the giant sword he forged was actually a militant.