"Hmph, who is afraid of whom!" Song Ming shouted softly, but instead of retreating, his whole body's energy circulated. In an instant, the long blood-colored sword in his hand turned into a blood-colored whip shadow, and raised the sword to face the golden sword shadow that was overwhelming and pressed it against the sky and the earth.

clang!

Two different sword shadows collided wildly, and a deafening and strong sonic boom sound suddenly appeared. The crowd watching the game below all felt a trembling sound in their ears.

The terrible strong wind also erupted, arousing the dust on the ground again.

"snort!"

With a muffled groan, Song Ming, who was filled with bloody aura below, turned pale slightly, and his body couldn't help but retreat several steps.

"This kid, such a strong power." Song Ming felt the huge power coming from the knife, which made his palms numb. "If you simply compare power, he is still worse than me, but the knife he just now was condescending and slashed out with a strong posture, and the momentum and power reached its peak. Instead, I raised the sword to fight, and suffered a great loss in my position."

Song Ming's expression became slightly solemn. Although Feng Yan took advantage of some advantages in this first strike, the other party had a little advantage after all, so even if he only competed with strength, it would not be much worse than him.

"Haha, come again." Before my body was in the air, a hearty laughter sounded again.

Then everyone clearly saw a strange sword light flashing in the void of the arena.

The speed of this sword light was astonishingly fast.

"Fast speed, faster speed of knife output." Song Ming's face changed slightly, and the blood-colored sword in his hand was also waving repeatedly. The astonishing air wave spread, and the surrounding space was attacked by strong sword shadows.

The sword light shook and the light and shadow were heavy.

call out!

As fast as lightning.

The golden sword light actually hooked towards Song Ming's feet like a hook.

"What a terrible sword technique. Is this sword technique so weird?" Song Ming was extremely shocked.

The opponent's sword technique is not only fast, but also extremely weird and tricky in the attack, which makes him feel extremely stressed. I am afraid that if he is not careful, he will be attacked by the other party's name.

"The sword technique of Yanfeng is so terrifying. But..." A flash of light flashed through Song Ming's eyes.

"break!"

The blood-colored phantom danced like a hot wheel in an instant, and in an instant, there were endless sword shadows slashing out, and each of these sword shadows was enough to threaten ordinary Nine Heavenly Powerful Man.

Countless sword shadows swung out, spreading across the entire space in an instant, slashing towards Feng Yan without any gaps.

"What?" Countless sword shadows came, which also shocked Feng Yan. Then the Rain Killing Sword danced and instantly used the strongest desolate style in "The Sword".

call out!

The dazzling golden sword shadow directly cut through the surrounding space, and the speed was so fast that it reached its limit.

The golden sword shadow passed by directly tearing the dense blood-colored sword shadows on the opposite side, and then they still contained powerful power and slashed at Song Ming. Unfortunately, the latter was also prepared for a long time and had already blocked the long sword in front of his chest. When the desolate style broke through the dense sword shadows, it had consumed a lot of power, so naturally it could not bring any damage to Song Ming.

Song Ming also used the power brought to him by the desolate style and retreated, setting a distance from Feng Yan again.

...

On the ring, the two stood at each other again.

Song Ming's face was rarely covered with solemnity. Just the short-term battle just now, he already knew that Yan Feng dared to challenge him, and that it was definitely not overestimating his ability!

"The power is about to catch up with me, but the speed is even stronger than mine. What's even more terrifying is his sword technique!" Song Ming felt a little disappointed when he thought of Feng Yan's sword technique.

Too tricky and weird!

Moreover, the speed of the knife was incredibly fast.

Under that mask, there was Feng Yan's solemn face, but Feng Yan's eyes were flashing with excitement.

The short battle also made him know the true strength of the powerful man in the Nine Heavens, which also made him think in his heart: "The Nine Heavens is worthy of being the Nine Heavens!"

But under the arena, the crowd watching the game had already burst into cheers of landslides and tsunamis.

The battle just now...although few of them could really see it clearly.

Can……

The afterimages that kept flashing flashed and disappeared, deeply shocking the crowd below.

The sword lights containing endless power were sharp and unmatched, which made them even more thrilling.

With such a fast speed and such dense sword light, it is hard to believe how powerful the two people in the battle are.

Even everyone in the stands had a serious expression.

The fight between Feng Yan and Song Ming not only shocked the audience below, but also made them feel extremely shocked.

"Is this the strength of the Ninth Heaven?" Duan Tianyu looked shocked, and even his body was trembling, because soon, he might reach that level.

"Isn't it strange that Song Ming is so strong, but Yanfeng is not weak at all. And I feel that Yanfeng still had the upper hand in the battle just now?" A voice sounded, which immediately shocked everyone.

"Indeed, it was Yanfeng who had the upper hand." Feng Zhenxin said directly.

Only he was present, who could completely keep up with the speed of the two people fighting on the field, and only he saw the battle situation just now. This shocked him even more.

"Feng Yan, he, he is so strong?"
Chapter completed!