Chapter 568

"You say, who is more powerful, lengyun and the new junior brother? I think they have the same momentum! What do you think?"

"What's more? Lengyun must be better. Although the cultivation level of the new junior brother is the top of half step heaven and man like lengyun, and they have the same momentum with one sword and one knife, lengyun has rich combat experience and has reached the top of half step heaven and man for several years, so I'm not optimistic about the new junior brother 。”

"Don't worry about him. Anyway, we just watch the fun, but it's not interesting to watch the fun. You say, who will win? Who will lose? How about we bet?"

When some people said these words, many people who watched the war began to bet at this time. Almost most people bet on lengyun. One person and two pieces of top-grade spirit stones, and only a small number of people bet on Heifeng. Obviously, most people are not optimistic about Heifeng.

Listening to these whispered discussions, lengyun's face coagulated and a sneer was raised at the corners of his mouth, "although your knife posture has been cultivated to a very high level, I don't think you will win."

"Really? Elder martial brother, it seems that you are very confident. Don't talk nonsense. Use the results to prove it!" in the air field, Heifeng didn't lose to lengyun at all. He laughed wildly. Heifeng grabbed the long knife and drank violently. He swept away at lengyun and cut horizontally and vertically with the knife. Every knife is sharp to the ear, and the bright knife seems to tear up the space.

This momentum is very strong and unmatched. It's estimated that ordinary people can't carry it, but lengyun has reached a certain level in sword repair. Facing the oncoming blade, lengyun raised a radian at the corner of his mouth, didn't retreat but advanced, and kept waving and dancing with a green blade sword.

"Whoosh! Whoosh!" the sword Qi pierced the sky, and the roaring sound of the sword Qi seemed to penetrate people's eardrums.

Dao Mang and sword shadow are intertwined and confronted with each other. Countless Dao Mang and sword shadow have become one at this time. The crisp noise is as loud as gongs and drums.

"Ding!" the harsh sound of collision resounded through one side. The sword and the knife had collided together, and there was a fierce spark. In terms of power, both sides were equal. On the weapon, one used the knife and the other used the sword, which was even more equal. Therefore, it was still impossible to determine the outcome of dozens of rounds of fighting back and forth.

At this time, the people around watching the war shouted fiercely.

"Fight, fight, can you finish it quickly? I'm waiting for the spirit stone to double!"

"Yes, Leng Yun, I bet all my possessions on you. You can't lose to a freshman. If you lose, you will lose not only your face, but also my possessions. Fuck him for me. Haven't you mastered the power of the sword? Fuck him!"

"The newcomer, although I don't think much of you, I still bet the spirit stone on you. You have to go all out anyway. Don't let us who support you down!"

For a time, there were bursts of quarrels around, which naturally formed two factions, one supporting lengyun and the other supporting Heifeng. For some reasons, those supporting lengyun and Heifeng even quarreled and scolded each other at this time.

Seeing this, Qin Feng was very helpless. How did he feel that it was like a two-way underworld?

"Younger martial brother, your blade is good, but my sword spirit may not be as good as you!"

"Dong!" with a sneer, the two faced each other at once. Lengyun held the three foot green front tightly and poured all the real yuan into the sword in his hand. Suddenly, a dazzling brilliance broke out on the green front long sword, and the bright sword seemed to blind people's eyes.

After feeling the great power of the attack, Heifeng retreated again and again with a long knife in his hand, and miso retreated for dozens of steps. Only then did he stabilize his body and insert the treasure knife into the ground. Heifeng gasped heavily, his face flushed, and layers of sweat had appeared on his forehead.

But he didn't panic, but grinned and said, "what a strong force!"

On the contrary, although lengyun's image was slightly better than that of Heifeng, his hands also shook slightly at this time. Obviously, he was also bitten by strength in the previous confrontation.

"Come again!"

Suddenly he drank, the black wind rose from the ground, and the whole person was like a flying missile. He held the sword in his hands, raised his knife in the air and cut hard at the cold cloud below. Seeing this, the cold cloud looked frozen, held the sword in his hands and put it on his head. With a bang, the harsh friction and collision sound sounded again, and there were brilliant sparks in the middle of the sword, The strong airflow centered around the two people dispersed around.

The wind was so fierce that some people were almost blinded by the strong wind.

The two completely different styles confront each other and devour each other. The two air currents running around melt each other. Their eyes are opposite. The eyes of both sides show a fiery fighting spirit. They stomp their feet, and the black wind stirs the aura in their bodies and pours it into the starting Zhongbao Dao, so as to enhance the toughness and strength of the treasure Dao, And lengyun also made an unambiguous resistance.

After all, the realm is the same, and all aspects are the same. Therefore, after half an hour from the beginning of the war to now, the two sides still did not decide the victory or defeat. A look of anxiety appeared on their faces. Lengyun retreated with the help of his strength, and fell to the ground as soon as he flipped through the air.

At this moment, lengyun's heart is surprised. He thinks he has experienced hundreds of battles and has not spared no competition with his peers. He has also experienced many large and small actual battles. He has experienced hundreds of battles, but no battle can make him feel so tired. Even in the face of other people in the same realm, he has confronted Heifeng for less than half an hour, It made his heart tired. At this moment, his heart has been secretly anxious. It's not the way to drag on like this. We must end the battle quickly.

"Younger martial brother Heifeng, I haven't met an opponent like you for a long time. Now, I think it's time to end the battle!" a cold color appeared on my face. Lengyun immediately bit his index finger and slid onto the sword. Suddenly, the whole sword body was stained with scarlet blood.

Immediately, the original bright moon like body of the sword turned dark red at this time, and there was a trace of red light on it.

Followed by the change in momentum, giving people the illusion of extreme transformation, which seems to be much sharper than before.

After this scene, the onlookers became surprised and talked in a low voice.

"This, this, Leng Yun, is he crazy? He even feeds the sword in his hand with blood essence. He hasn't been forced to a desperate situation. Is it difficult for him to kill the new junior brother by using this method?"

"It's crazy to feed the sword with their own blood essence. These methods can only be used when the children of our sect are in danger of life and death. It's not advisable to compete with each other at ordinary times. The elders of our sect have repeatedly stressed it several times. What does lengyun want to do?"

"It seems that this younger martial brother will suffer!"

"Which of you will inform the sect elder and let the elder resolve the matter. In case of a big mistake, the consequences will be unimaginable!"

Listening to these people's talk, we know what consequences will be caused by this method. For a time, Qin Feng was worried about Heifeng.

At the same time, the arrogance and unruly on Heifeng's face had long dissipated and replaced by a heavy depression. He felt a huge pressure from the sword in lengyun's hand. This pressure came not from the realm of cultivation, but from others.

He even had an irresistible illusion.

"Younger martial brother, I wouldn't use this move easily, but it was forced by you!" Yin measured looked at Heifeng, and lengyun gnashed his teeth. He didn't win Heifeng in front of so many people, which made other students think of him? How can he stay in the core Holy Land in the future?

Therefore, he doesn't care about the consequences. Now, he has only one idea, that is to defeat Heifeng and make a face.

There were already layers of sweat on his forehead and swallowed saliva. Heifeng looked nervous and looked at him seriously. At this time, suddenly, lengyun bullied him again.

The brew storms on rivers and seas are fast and the sword in hand is stirring up and down. It is like a dragon like a river. The spirit of this world is stirred up by chaos.

"Dark mang cut!" he shouted, and immediately three dark red swords swept towards the black wind with a trace of red luster. These swords are very different from the previous swords. Although the previous swords are unmatched and sharp, they are only so. This time, there is a palpitating smell of destruction on the dark red swords, It seems that it can stir all the objects in front of it into powder.

Of course, Heifeng didn't dare to think about it, because time didn't allow him to guess more. He quickly grasped the long knife and cut horizontally and vertically. After several breaths, more than a dozen painted black knives came against each other. At the same time, he silently recited the formula in the black tuyere and suddenly threw the long knife in his hand into the air. However, the long knife didn't fall to the ground, as if it was connected with Heifeng's mind, At the same time, hundreds of Dao mang gathered together and swept away at the cold cloud in front of us.

These formations are really magnificent and frightening. If people with dense phobia see them, they will definitely faint with fear. However, in lengyun's eyes, he doesn't care about these countless blades.

Sure enough, when the two sides' offensives were intertwined again, a deeply surprising scene happened.

These three dark awn sword shadows seem to have the power of swallowing. In a word, countless Dao mans are melting as quickly as the ice and snow that touched the flame, and those dark awn sword shadows seem to be stronger and sharper than when they were just displayed.

"Well, how could this happen?" seeing this behind the scenes, Heifeng was stunned. His blade was so unbearable in front of the other party's attack and disintegrated so quickly!

"Surprised? Shocked? I feed the sword with blood essence. You can understand its power? Admit defeat!"