Chapter 792: Sword Competition (2)
The sword was entangled, and the strong wind came from behind. Qi Diao Ji Liang was about to lose, but his expression was still calm.
He let go of his sword and slid forward, but grabbed the iron chain in his hand.
He pulled Chen Sheng's hand with all his strength, and the iron chain that wrapped the Kun Zhongshen sword to death was untied. The Juque sword roared back and hit Chen Sheng, the master.
Um?!
Chen Sheng steadily caught Juque with his other hand, and his feet were directly shaken by the impact, rubbing against the ground and retreating backwards.
Qi Diao Ji Liang kicked him in the chest and returned to his original position to grab the Kunzhong sword. After landing, the sword energy gathered in the field, and a shocking blow took shape.
Moving refers to the change of the line. �
He wants to kill this sword!
In just a moment, Qi Diao Ji Liang moved from deep into defeat to a sure kill and win!
Chen Sheng had not yet developed a new power. Facing the sudden killing sword, he could only hurriedly pick up Juque and block it hard.
"When it's sir~" Kunzhong's sword hit Juque's wide sword body, and sparks burst.
Although the sword was blocked, the sword energy exploded. As the sword was defeated, he cut all parts of his shoulders, arms, and thighs into blood.
"Ah~" Chen Sheng roared wildly, flipped the Juque in his hand, first slanted his opponent's sword, and then slapped it forward!
Qi Diao Jiliang was hit by this terrifying door panel and flew backwards. He took a long time to relieve his strength and stopped his step backwards.
"Ha!" Chen Sheng was in blood, and his fighting spirit increased sharply. Juque sword waved one sword after another, and the blood-colored sword energy continued to fly.
Qi Diao Ji Liang did not dodge, and he also slashed out his sword energy on the spot and fought head-on.
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"Ah~ Such a battle..."
"Is this the top ten sword scores? What a terrible strength."
"Okay! This is the sword contest, but it's just the first game, it makes people excited!"
"Chen Sheng was more injured, and his momentum was more superior. He is a hero in the world, and he should be like this."
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Seeing that the sword ruling was approaching the battle of life and death, Zhang Liang couldn't help but secretly rejoice that there was a Qi Diao Ji Liang in the top ten, otherwise Chen Sheng would have a high probability of choosing Weizhuang to challenge him.
He breathed a sigh of relief, turned his head and asked with a smile, "Brother Wei Zhuang, these two people have fought so far, with your eyes, who will be better?"
Wei Zhuang stared at Qi Diao Jiliang, his breathing was heavier, and the corners of his mouth raised, "Confucian Qi Diao, hum, martial arts are indeed enough, but he chose the most unfavorable way of fighting. He will lose."
Seeing that Qi Diao Ji Liang and Chen Sheng's battle was completely versus Brain, Fu Nian made the same judgment as Wei Zhuang:
Kun Dao is soft, but its movement is hard. Softness has both hardness and stillness, but when it is lifted together, there will be flexion, stretching, and stillness. Qi Diao Ji Liang did not show the combination of hardness and softness when he fought Yan Lu last time. Facing Chen Sheng, who was strong, he used this combat method to attack the other person for a long time, and after a long time, his chances of victory are not great.
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"Huh~ Drink~" Qi Diao Jiliang's breathing became heavier and more rapid. He was covered in dust and very embarrassed, but there were no obvious wounds on his body.
Since the battle, more than 300 moves have passed. Chen Sheng was clearly injured before him, but he has become stronger and stronger as he fought, as if the losses before were fake. He felt the loss of his physical strength and internal strength, and his heart was in the bottom of the valley.
On the other hand, Chen Sheng wiped off the blood from the corner of his mouth, thrust his mouth, and spit out a mouthful of blood foam, and waved Juque again.
There were many wounds all over his body, and new blood flowed out, covering the dry old blood, dark skin, and strong body, looking like a demon god in hell.
"Du thu thu-"
His steps were heavy, but his speed was not slow. The giant quid dragged on the ground raised countless mud. Chen Sheng shouted loudly and the offensive started again.
"Ha~" Two sword energy crossed out, and amid the shock of the iron chain "edge", the great sword broke through the air and attacked!
At this moment, Qi Diao Ji Liang raised his sword eyebrows, his eyes were resolute, he held the hilt of the sword with both hands, and stepped on his feet, but he still didn't dodge or avoid it!
Guya
"The earth is Kundi, and the world is safe. If I take a step back, I will abandon my surname Qidiao. Ah~"
The mysterious yellow color spreads all over the earth, and the sword in Kun gathers all the internal force in his body again, and Qi Diao Ji Liang faces the front.
The blood-colored sword energy was disintegrated, and Chen Sheng raised his sword to the sky, his eyes widened, and he was admiring and said arrogantly: "You are the first to fight against Juque to this level. Now, let's lose."
"When~"
"Um~" Qi Diao Jiliang knelt down by this sword, vomited blood from his mouth, and the ground under his feet collapsed into a pit of earth.
"Ahem, I..."
"You are powerless to fight again. This battle is over."
Chen Sheng had no expression on his face, carried Juque on his shoulders and turned around.
Qi Diao Jiliang looked at his back, still holding the Kunzhong sword tightly with both hands, but he could no longer raise his arms.
In the first game of the Sword Decision, the master of Juque Sword Chen Sheng and the master of Kunzhong Sword Qi Diao Ji Liang finally decided after more than 300 moves.
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Jie looked at Chen Sheng who was carrying Juque and walking down to rest, and secretly swallowed.
He had observed that Chen Sheng was wearing 13 sword wounds in these more than 300 moves, but looking at the entire sword decision, the sword force only rose but not fell. He was really shocked to see such a terrifying person.
besides--
If I remember correctly, at the last sword contest, the adults easily defeated Chen Sheng in three moves and two moves as the sword demon. How strong is the adults?
"It's so exciting, so exciting, so it's worthy of the battle to seize the throne of the sword book."
"Yes, yes, I still remember the previous sword score, the top ten famous swords, such as Tianwen, Taia, Gan Jiang Moye, Xue Ji, etc., I can't even see a shadow in the world. How can such an open and fair sword skill be satisfied!"
"This kind of sword score will surely become a grand event in the future."
"I heard that the Fenghuzi family decided that the sword score ranking will be held only once every ten years."
"In ten years, it's almost the same for a new generation to replace old people."
The first sword decision ended, and the village was filled with people, and everyone was talking about it, either applauding, analyzing the situation, or looking forward to the future.
The second sword decision began amid these noises.
"In the lower Han Liu, the sword in his hand is named Duan Hong, which ranks in the top twenty and challenges the top fifteen Bend Thunder Sword."
"The good show is here, the good show is here!"
"It's that Qin man, someone is going to challenge that Qin man."
"Flying Yan Jian Han Liu, his strength is probably more than the top twenty, and the Qin people are going to be unlucky."
"Ha, haven't you heard of it? The Qin man had a fight with Han Liu when he entered the village and was suppressed very badly. If the Feng family leader had not been moral and had seen him as a swordsman who came to discuss swords, and if he had announced that the swordsman was not allowed to be seen before the swordsman, the Qin man would have been a corpse long ago."
The first game was the top ten, and the second game was the top twenty. Han Liu stood quietly with his sword in his arms, his eyes slightly closed, waiting for the entry of the robbery.
The pace of robbery was smooth, and I stepped onto the martial arts field that I could not recognize in my appearance step by step.
"In the next, Jie, the sword in his hand is called Ben Lei, and he was lucky enough to be listed as the top fifteen sword score."
Han Liu opened his eyes and was filled with murderous intent, "Stop talking nonsense, draw the sword."
"I am not your opponent, I am ranked in the top fifteen. This ranking is high." Jie held the sword and bent slightly towards Han Liu, "So, I admit defeat for your challenge."
"What did you say?!"
Han Liu couldn't help but take a step forward, and his hand holding the sword clenched for a while, making his cheeks tremble so much that his flesh seemed to tremble.
Chapter completed!