Rumble!
Rumble!
Another two black sword lights shot out. These black sword lights were extremely violent, creating black tornadoes as they attacked towards Ye Chen from both sides.
His clothes and long black hair danced in the air as Ye Chen held the Thunder Sword and slashed horizontally.
Crack!
With the two of them as the center, the space began to distort, and the airflow was sucked in, unable to escape. The sword light that had created the black tornado suddenly shattered, causing the surrounding platform to be full of holes, and not a single spot was left unscathed.
"The slaughter sword intent is too frightening!"
"This tea gathering is indeed full of hidden dragons and crouching tigers. There are actually two sword geniuses who have comprehended the slaughter sword intent. Together with Gold Sand Region's Life Taker Leng Zhuo, the three of them are the top three sword artists of this tea gathering."
"Yeah, Life Taker Leng Zhuo is indeed not to be underestimated. One year ago, he had defeated Gold Sand Region's former number two, Wan Zhuoming. His strength is just below Astral Spirit son."
"I wonder who will have the last laugh among the top three sword artists?"
Everyone discussed spiritedly, and they were rather interested.
Raising his black sword, Black Sword Artist looked at Ye Chen from afar and said indifferently, "I am not like other sword artists. Once my sword leaves its sheath, I want to see blood. Otherwise, my mind will not be smooth. You better be prepared for serious injuries, or else you will blame me for not reminding you."
Ye Chen smiled slightly, "This blood might not be mine. It might be yours."
Ye Chen's voice was not loud, and his expression was not cold or serious, but everyone could clearly feel a strong will coming from him.
"Although his attitude is arrogant, I have to admit that this person is not simple."
"Facing Black Sword Artist who has comprehended the slaughter sword intent, he dares to speak like this. I wonder if it is his nature or if he is confident."
"What kind of confidence does he need to have to dare to say such words?"
…
Without a doubt, Ye Chen's words had enraged Black Sword Artist. He said coldly, "Whose blood it is, we will know soon. Wolf Killing!"
Black Sword Artist's right foot moved half a step as he slashed down with his black sword. The brutal black sword light was like a hot knife cutting through butter, carrying the howling of a wolf as it slashed towards Ye Chen.
"Break!"
Flying into the air, Ye Chen shattered the black sword light with one sword attack. His left hand reached out from the side of his waist. Two beams of green lotus sword Qi shot out with a swishing sound.
"This move is useless against me."
Black Sword Artist reached out his left hand as well. His index finger and middle finger clasped onto his thumb, shooting out two black finger energies. The finger energies were like blades, blocking the green lotus sword qi in the air.
Puff! Puff!
Black Sword Artist had underestimated the Green Lotus Sword Qi in the end. Although his finger art was not weak, it was still no match for the Green Lotus Sword Qi that Ye Chen had hidden inside his body. The black finger power paused for a second before shattering immediately, releasing two circular shockwaves. The shockwaves spread out very fast, but still could not catch up to the speed of the Green Lotus Sword Qi.
Ding ding!
Left with no choice, the Black Sword Swordsman raised his black greatsword. Two sparks exploded in the air in front of his chest.
"What kind of sword qi is this? It is not weaker than the sword qi from a great sword at all. It might even be a bit stronger?" Black Sword Artist originally thought that Ye Chen had cultivated some kind of finger art, causing the finger energy to be similar to sword Qi, but not as powerful as sword Qi. But now, he realized that he was wrong. The might of these two strands of sword Qi far surpassed ordinary sword Qi.
The Black Sword Artist was surprised, but so was Ye Chen. He knew the power of the Green Lotus Sword Qi better than anyone else. Under normal circumstances, the sword qi that he used with his mid rank great sword would not even be as powerful as the Green Lotus Sword Qi. Only the sword qi from his ace attacks would be able to suppress the Green Lotus Sword Qi. However, his opponent was able to use his finger power to reduce the sword qi's power by half, which meant that it must be a top rank Earth Realm finger art. Only a top rank Earth Realm finger art could do this.
"I have already used up four beams of my Green Lotus Sword Qi. I will not use them again if I can."
The Green Lotus Sword Qi was his ace in close combat. Ye Chen did not want others to know his bottom line.
Seizing the chance when the Black Sword Artist had shattered the Green Lotus Sword Qi, Ye Chen's body suddenly dropped down. The thousand-meter-long sword light was like a heavenly sword as it slashed down.
"Break for me!"
If it were a normal sword artist, they would definitely focus on defense and focus on defending against Ye Chen's heavy attack. However, in the dictionary of the Black Sword Artist, there was no concept of defense. He opened his mouth and roared. His black hair stood up while his inky black qi shot up into the sky, accompanying the huge black sword in his hand to meet the incoming sword light.
Boom!
The two swords clashed, and a dark blue energy ball appeared out of nowhere. At first, it was only the size of a pinky finger, but after half a blink of an eye, it had expanded to one meter.
"Not good! Everyone, block out the energy wave!"
The Thunder Princess frowned. Her voice was pushed by her Zhen yuan, spreading out at a supersonic speed. At the same time, she waved her slender palm, and a crystal clear Zhen yuan wall flickering with thunder and lightning rose up, blocking the entire pavilion behind it. It then spread out to both sides, connecting with the Zhen yuan walls created by the others.
Waiting until all the Zhen yuan walls were connected into a circle, sealing off the entire Mountain Pointer Stage, the dark blue energy ball exploded.
Because the sound of the explosion was too loud, no one could hear it. They could only see a dazzling light in front of them as the Zhen yuan walls were weakened bit by bit. Then, the energy wave that had nowhere to vent shot up into the sky, turning into a two li thick energy light beam that shot up into the sky, tearing apart the Stunning Sky Barrier.
Looking from the outside of the Thunder Capital, the energy beam that seemed to connect the sky and the earth was extremely eye-catching. Everyone in the Thunder Capital secretly sucked in a breath of cold air. They had no idea how popular the biennial Martial Tea Gathering was. Such a frightening momentum was clearly not something an ordinary person could create.
Rumble! The energy light beam dissipated, and only then did a loud boom spread out in all directions.
However, there was no one on the stage. Ye Chen and the Black Sword Artist had both disappeared.
"Ye Chen, it's time for you to take my sword." Up in the sky, the Black Sword Artist's figure appeared. Both of his hands were gripping the huge black sword, raising it high above his shoulders. Then, he exerted his strength through his spine, transferring it to the muscles of his arms before finally pouring it into his palms in an explosive manner.
Swoosh!
A black waning moon suddenly appeared, and an extremely frightening black sword wave radiated out in a one-hundred-and-eighty-degree fan shape. Its speed had already surpassed most people's senses.
Facing this frightening sword, Ye Chen pulled out the Thunder Sword with his left hand. Without adjusting his grip, he directly slashed out.
Yin!
The sword light without thunder lit up the sky of the Thunder Capital once again, slashing out with an increasingly domineering manner. Wherever it went, the air was shattered by the power of nothingness, leaving a shocking black sword mark.
Sky Thunder Cut!
The Sky Thunder Cut performed with his current power was far more powerful than when he had fought against the Red Water Minor Spiritual Master. It might have been a casual attack, or he might have been holding the sword in his left hand or holding the longsword in a reverse grip. After waving out this sword, Ye Chen seemed to have understood something.
The Sky Thunder Cut could cut through anything, including the sword wave formed from sword qi.
The sound of silk being cut was heard. Not only did the Black Sword Artist's killing move have no effect, he even suffered a bit of a backlash. Of course, with his power, this bit of backlash was nothing to him. However, Ye Chen's power made him vigilant.
"This battle is going to be dangerous!"
"I originally thought that the Black Sword Artist, who had comprehended the slaughter sword intent, could slightly suppress Ye Chen. Even if he couldn't suppress him, he should at least be on par with him. But now, no matter how I look at it, it seems like the battle between Ye Chen and the Red Water Minor Spiritual Master is the same."
"Could it be that even the Black Sword Artist is not a match for Ye Chen?"
"The battle is not over yet. It's too early to say that. Who knows, the Black Sword Artist might have a counterattack."
…
After dozens of attacks, the two had fought from the sky to the ground. Sword qi that was enough to tear apart mountains were attacking each other in the sky of Thunder City.
"Black Dragon Wave!"
The Black Sword Artist's strongest sword attack was naturally a profound sense martial art. However, due to various reasons, he did not have a deep understanding of the Black Dragon Wave, which was around thirty percent completion, which was still not as powerful as the Red Water Minor Spiritual Master Wang Chi. Therefore, this Black Dragon Wave was only as powerful as the last movement of his sword art. However, a profound sense martial art was still a profound sense martial art. Even if its power was not enough, its subtlety was still not something a normal sword art could compete with.
The black sword was covered in a black mist. When the Black Sword Artist stabbed out, the sword light was like a swimming dragon, without any fixed pattern or pattern. Even if it was someone with the same power as the Black Sword Artist, it would be hard to avoid this sword attack. Their bodies would be pierced through and shattered.
"What a horrifying sword attack! I can't even see its trajectory."
"Dragons are legendary creatures. I heard that when a dragon flies in the sky, it would be impossible to see or touch it, as if it existed in another space. As a profound sense martial art, the Black Dragon Wave would naturally not be like a normal martial art, where the word 'dragon' would be used to increase its aggressiveness. It must have been added after careful consideration. Even if this Black Dragon Wave is not related to the black dragon, it must be related to the flood dragon."
"Ye Chen is going to lose!"
"Losing to this sword attack is not shameful at all."
Everyone on the stage did not think that Ye Chen would win. Even if Ye Chen had had the upper hand since the beginning, and it had been going on until now, the battle between sword artists would be decided in just a second. So what if he had the upper hand? So what if the scene looked good? One sword attack would be able to wipe out all of his previous efforts.
It was cruel, but also realistic.
Right then, even Tuo Baku, Li Daoxuan, and the others were worried for Ye Chen. Mu Lingfeng was even more unable to control his emotions, his palm squeezing the armrest of his chair until it exploded.
Facing this untraceable sword attack, a faint smile appeared on the corner of Ye Chen's mouth. He flipped the Green Wood Sword and put it behind his back. His left hand instantly grabbed the Thunder Sword's hilt at his waist, pulled it out, and sliced upwards. The sword light twisted back, wrapping around his opponent's strange sword light.
Reverse Sky Thunder Cut!
It was the same sword attack from before. In just a short period of time, Ye Chen had already perfected it to a certain extent.
"What!"
The Black Sword Artist's expression had just appeared on his face when he felt a sharp pain in his chest. The blood that had splashed out dyed his eyes red, making him feel hot and numb.
Time seemed to have stopped. Without knowing why, the Black Sword Artist recalled what Ye Chen had said before the battle: 'This blood might not be mine, but yours.'
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