Chapter 643
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Sikong Hong's face was no longer as confident and playful as before. Instead, it was extremely solemn.
His swordsmanship had never been broken by anyone in the same realm.
After all, the Sikong Family was a martial arts family. His understanding of swordsmanship was naturally superior to other martial artists. He had never dreamed that his swordsmanship would be broken.
"How powerful, transforming his finger into a sword. This sword technique is too mysterious. Where did he learn such a profound sword technique from?" "Haha, I don't know how to use it.
Elder Ice Li was also startled.
Although she was not a sword cultivator, she knew many sword masters. However, even sword masters, or even old antiques who had stepped onto the Life and Death Steps, might not necessarily have such swordsmanship.
Chu Fengmian's swordsmanship had to be far more mysterious than Sikong Hong's to be able to break Sikong Hong's swordsmanship.
Sikong Hong's swordsmanship was enough to be praised in the List of Top 100 Talents in the Northern Region. He was one of the best among the younger generation. However, he had been easily surpassed by someone.
Hanyue Li explained.
"Master, he had previously obtained the inheritance of Sage Beimang from the All Saints Hall."
"The inheritance of Sage Beimang!"
Hanyue Li's words shocked Elder Bing Li.
Sage Beimang was the founder of the Beimang Academy. It was rumored that Sage Beimang was indeed an extremely powerful sword cultivator.
"No wonder."
It was enough to explain why Chu Fengmian had such powerful swordsmanship after obtaining the inheritance of Sage Beimang.
"Good, you're very good."
Sikong Hong looked at Chu Fengmian and his expression became much more serious as he spoke coldly.
"A Divine Power Realm martial artist is actually able to break my swordsmanship. You're qualified for me to take you seriously! It's your honor to be defeated by my full strength! "
"Void-breaking Sword!"
Sikong Hong's sword moved again.
A thousand-meter-long Sword Qi suddenly condensed and blasted toward Chu Fengmian.
There was no longer any fancy technique. All it had was an incomparably domineering power.
Sikong Hong was a genius after all. After exchanging blows with Chu Fengmian, he knew that Chu Fengmian's swordsmanship had even surpassed his.
He could not gain any advantage in swordsmanship against Chu Fengmian.
Although Chu Fengmian's swordsmanship was mysterious, his strength was still in the Divine Power Realm. If he could not win with his swordsmanship, he could only compete with his strength.
He was a Life and Death Realm martial artist. He did not believe that he could not beat Chu Fengmian.
No matter how exquisite Chu Fengmian's swordsmanship was, it was meaningless against such a sword that was purely based on strength. He could only resist it with brute force.
. strength? Do you think you're a match for me in terms of strength? "
Seeing Sikong Hong's actions, Chu Fengmian sneered.
With a single thought, the Battle Dragon Claw suddenly materialized in the sky and slammed down.
..... when he looked, he saw a scene Chu Fengmian....
His swordsmanship clashed with Chu Fengmian's Battle Dragon Claw in the sky. The Battle Dragon Claw shook and Sikong Hong's swordsmanship was shattered.
The thousand-meter-long Sword Qi was forcibly shattered.
The force of the backlash caused Sikong Hong's face to surge with blood, and he spat out a large mouthful of blood.
... . This is impossible!
"What kind of strength is this? I lost in a contest of strength! "
Sikong Hong roared inwardly.
He had lost to Chu Fengmian in a contest of swordsmanship. Now, he lost again in a contest of strength.
He was a Life and Death Realm martial artist. How could he lose so miserably against a Divine Power Realm martial artist like Chu Fengmian? Not even in his wildest dreams could he have imagined such a scene.
However, it was not over yet.
After breaking Sikong Hong's swordsmanship, Chu Fengmian suddenly moved.
His figure was unbelievably fast. Before Sikong Hong could react, he had already arrived in front of him.
"This sword will only collect dust in your hands. Hand it over!"
Chu Fengmian's hand grabbed at the Sikong Daluo Sword.
Sikong Hong turned pale with fright. He did not expect Chu Fengmian to be so fast.
His feet moved, and he hurriedly retreated.
However, Chu Fengmian was even faster than him. His hand was already grabbing at Sikong Hong. Sikong Hong let out a miserable scream.
The Sikong Daluo Sword had been snatched away by Chu Fengmian and landed in his hands.
"Kneel down."
Chu Fengmian raised his hand and slowly lowered it.
It contained an extremely powerful pressure that directly pressed down on Sikong Hong's body.
Chu Fengmian's strength was so great that Sikong Hong was no match for him even if he used all his strength. Moreover, the sword in his hand had already been taken away by Chu Fengmian.
The most important thing in a sword cultivator's life was the sword in his hand. It was already a great humiliation for Sikong Hong to have his sword taken away by Chu Fengmian.
"Ah!"
Following a miserable scream.
Sikong Hong's body fell from the sky with a bang. His knees went soft and he knelt on the ground.
Sikong Hong's face was extremely pale. Now that he had been defeated and knelt on the ground, it was a great humiliation. He almost fainted from anger.
The scene was silent.
No one spoke. They just stared blankly at the scene. Sikong Hong had been defeated by Chu Fengmian and was now kneeling on the ground.
"Die, brat!"
A furious roar was heard all of a sudden.
The ancestor of the Sikong Family, Sikong Jingsheng, was furious to the extreme when he saw Sikong Hong being defeated by Chu Fengmian and kneeling on the ground.
When had the Sikong Family ever suffered such humiliation?
Sikong Jingsheng abruptly threw out a palm strike towards Chu Fengmian. This palm strike contained boundless killing intent, as if he wanted to kill Chu Fengmian with this strike.
"Brother Sikong, please calm down!"
Elder Bing Li suddenly came to her senses. She waved her hand and tried to stop Sikong Jingsheng.
"Elder Bing Li, this brat has gone too far! Making a member of the Sikong Family kneel is a humiliation to the Sikong Family! "
Sikong Jingsheng looked coldly at Elder Bing Li and shouted angrily.
"Today, your Northern Mang Academy must hand over this news to the Sikong Family. Our Sikong Family must get an explanation!"
"Brother Sikong, this is a matter between the younger generation. As an elder, it's not good for you to get involved. How about this? My name is Chu Fengmian. Let Sikong Hong go and today's matter will be written off. How about it? "
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