Chapter 105

Chen Cheng curled up on the fighting platform, his eyes full of disbelief.

He was clearly a sword like a rainbow, even some senior brothers at the Qi Sea Ninth Level on the Earth Ranking could not defeat him instantly.

However, Heng Xian at the Qi Sea Realm Sixth Level did it.

And it was easy to break his sword move and injure him.

Completely unlike being so weak just now!

At this time, he was stabbed in the knee, unable to stand, and stabbed in the chest, the sword aura pierced the Zifu acupoint, and his whole body was numb.

He was full of unwillingness in his heart, struggling to climb up, but couldn't climb up no matter what.

Blood slowly seeped into a piece of spirit wood platform under him.

Around the fighting platform, it was silent.

The air seemed to freeze.

The expressions on the faces of countless watching disciples were dull.

Clearly, Heng Xian should have lost!

Who could have thought that in an instant, Chen Cheng, who should have won, lost.

Lost so thoroughly and crisply!

The strong contrast made people unable to react.

"It was like this last time! I said it! He is very shrewd..." Liu Qing's face turned pale, muttering.

Song Du's face was very ugly: "Heng Xian's main cultivation technique is outrageously strong, the purity of spiritual power, the mystery of the sword dao, I'm afraid it's at least Heavenly Rank! This is his reliance to challenge us!"

Liu Yu frowned: "No matter how strong Heng Xian is, he is only at the Qi Sea Realm Sixth Level. He is a step behind Chen Cheng in spiritual power and strength.

He couldn't have defeated Chen Cheng instantly. It was Chen Cheng who underestimated the enemy.

His self-righteous psychological tactics were useless at all."

Song Du nodded: "That's right!"

Liu Yu said: "You and I will go all out later, not only to win, but to win beautifully!"

Song Du said: "Good!"

On the fighting platform, the black-robed elder opened his eyes: "Heng Xian wins!"

Then he waved his hand as if he were used to it.

Two black-robed disciples immediately stepped forward to carry Chen Cheng down for treatment.

The black-robed elder looked at Heng Xian and said: "According to the challenge rules, you can choose to fight tomorrow, or you can choose to continue!"

Heng Xian said: "Continue!"

As soon as the words fell, Song Du said loudly from below: "Song Du, accept the challenge!"

After speaking, he lifted his foot and stepped on the ladder.

Step by step, his pace was calm.

When he reached the fighting platform, facing Heng Xian, his spirit and energy had been adjusted to the peak state, and he said: "You can defeat Chen Cheng across two levels, which is indeed beyond our expectations!

We underestimated you, it was our short-sightedness!"

Heng Xian said: "You should attack directly, instead of saying these strange words."

"Very good! Arrogant enough!"

Song Du smiled lightly, stretched out his right hand, and a black-backed, bright-edged horizontal knife flashed out.

Twisting the blade, the momentum of the Qi Sea Realm Ninth Level on his body surged, and a strong wind vortex swayed to the surroundings.

However, he still didn't attack directly, but slowly pressed his momentum towards Heng Xian.

Heng Xian didn't retreat half a step, and the momentum of the Qi Sea Realm Sixth Level also climbed.

The terrifying momentum of the "Ziwei Eight Desolations Sword God Dao" main cultivation technique, like a prehistoric beast, wanton sword sounds, rushing and bumping.

The entire fighting platform was filled with sword aura.

Song Du's momentum was instantly suppressed to death.

"This..."

"The terrifying aura that defeated Senior Brother Chen Cheng just now!"

"Heng Xian's main cultivation technique is so terrifying!"

"What exactly did Uncle-Master Nangong teach him?!"

The dense crowd of watching disciples exclaimed.

Ye Xiaoyao, Xiao Qiyun, and Princess Jiang Ziyi's group looked solemn.

Liu Yu, who stood alone, narrowed her eyes slightly.

Song Du's face on the ring also changed, and he immediately gave up suppressing with momentum, took a step back, and made a strange starting move with the spirit knife in his hand, and a strong sword intent burst out.

The sword intent turned into sword shadows.

Hundreds of sword shadows covered the sky and the earth, slashing down at Heng Xian, "clattering" and shaking the ring violently.

Heng Xian watched silently, and at the moment the sword shadow array arrived, he held the sword with both hands, the sword light like a rainbow, and slashed a large piece of sword shadow into "two halves."

However, just at this moment,

Song Du smiled faintly, the spirit knife in his hand flew over, with great momentum, and slashed down.

And he himself turned into a residual shadow, ghost-like behind Heng Xian, and another sharp short blade appeared in his right hand, straight to Heng Xian's heart.

East attack, west attack, double-sided attack!

This is his famous move, using this move, he has defeated at least thirty-six cultivators of the same level!

"Good!" Liu Yu whispered from below.

"Junior Brother, be careful!" Ye Batian shouted out of control.

Too late!

The spirit knife and Song Du's short blade both arrived.

However,

The picture everyone imagined did not appear!

In an instant,

The Meteor Copper Sword in Heng Xian's hand flicked the spirit knife at a mysterious angle, then his body twisted strangely,

Head down and feet up, the Meteor Copper Sword in his hand drew a perfect arc, slashing at Song Du's short blade.

"Clang!"

"Clang!"

The spirit knife was flicked away.

The short blade carried Song Du and was heavily knocked away, retreating five or six steps before barely stopping.

Heng Xian landed lightly on the ground, and the sword in his hand drew a sword flower.

Song Du's famous move was easily resolved.

Easily, like flowing clouds and running water.

The whole scene was quiet for a moment.

Liu Yu's face changed.

The watching disciples from all directions swallowed their saliva, then discussed:

"Damn, it's wonderful!"

"Did you remember Senior Brother Heng Xian's move?"

"Even if I remembered it, I can't do it!"

"It's really... breathtaking!"

On the fighting platform, Song Du breathed heavily, his expression solemn, he waved his hand lightly, the spirit knife flashed, and it was in his hand again.

His body arched slightly, then he flicked, using all his strength, bringing up the wind vortex in the sky, and slashed down with one knife.

It started as one knife, and at the moment of slashing, one knife turned into two, four, eight... all the way to three hundred and sixty knives.

The sword shadows in the sky covered Heng Xian from all directions!

This is an Earth Rank Upper Grade sword technique, a life-betting move!

It is also a knife that forces Heng Xian to fight to the death!

No bells and whistles!

Heng Xian frowned slightly, his momentum climbed to the extreme, jumped up, the Meteor Copper Sword left his hand, both hands formed seals,

The Meteor Copper Sword's sword light flourished instantly, bringing up dazzling residual shadows, flashing thirteen times like lightning.

The sword collided with the "knife rain."

"Bang bang bang..."

The sword shadows in the sky were unbearable, shattering piece by piece.

Until the end, a knife and a sword collided heavily together.

"Clang!"

"Pfft——"

Song Du flew backward like a rag, still in mid-air, and spat out a mouthful of stagnant blood.

"Uh..."

The eyes of the watching disciples from all directions moved with Song Du's figure, until, Song Du fell heavily on the edge of the fighting platform.

He struggled to climb up with the knife, and it took a long time to raise his head, looking at Heng Xian who was standing with a sword, wiping the blood from the corner of his mouth, his arms trembling violently: "Why, why?

I am three small realms higher than you! I entered the sect thirteen years earlier than you!"

Heng Xian looked at him calmly: "You should know!"

Song Du breathed rapidly, closed his eyes, and said tremblingly: "I know, Sword Dao Holy Body, main cultivation technique above Heavenly Rank! You have realized the sword intent of killing, you have killed at least thousands of people! Song... lost not unjustly!"

After speaking, his figure flashed, and he didn't look back, rushing to the distance.

Around the fighting platform, you could hear a pin drop.

Heng Xian pointed his sword at Liu Yu below: "Your turn!"

(End of this chapter)