Amid the discussions of the people around, the first battle has quietly begun.

I saw two Nirvana-level strong men fighting fiercely on the No. 1 arena. Both of them are sword cultivators. The gorgeous swordsmanship showdown makes people see three points in the entry.

Especially from the initial sword skills duel, the two gradually evolved into sword skills collisions, fighting on the ring with only basic sword skills.

Maybe it is because I want to preserve my strength. After all, basic swordsmanship does not consume any spiritual power, but it depends more on the fighting consciousness of both sides to the end.

In particular, there is generally no big difference between the duels between sword cultivators unless there is an overwhelming victory.

In a basic swordsmanship, Linghu Chong, a disciple of the Huashan Immortal Sect, won the victory. Although his opponent was regretful of failure, he did not show much injustice. Obviously, in the fight just now, both sides had already understood the strength of the other party.

With the end of the first game, the next showdown between Ji Xuanyuan and Na Chenyang is coming.

Ji Xuanyuan had just stepped towards the ring, and Chen Yang, not far away, also walked out, looked at Ji Xuanyuan's figure, and said sneeredly: "Boy, it's time for you. Don't worry, I won't beat you down at once. I will torture you bit by bit, let you know the Chen family's methods!"

Hearing this, Ji Xuanyuan raised his brow, glanced at Chen Yang with a grim smile, and then spoke, "Is that so? I'm looking forward to it."

But in his heart, Ji Xuanyuan issued a killing order to Chen Yang. Although I don’t know if the people in the Chen family are so arrogant, unfortunately, Ji Xuanyuan hates such a guy.

Thinking of this, Ji Xuanyuan jumped up and fell steadily on the ring as soon as he turned over.

Chen Yang, who followed closely behind, came on stage without any politeness. He saw a long sword in his hand unsheathed, holding the sword and looking at Ji Xuanyuan coldly, "Boy, today next year will be your sacrifice day."

Seeing this, Ji Xuanyuan's mouth curled a disdainful smile, and the bronze sword appeared in his hand instantly. He glanced at Chen Yang and said, "Come on, let me see what other abilities do you have in your Chen family besides bragging!"

Hearing Ji Xuanyuan insulting the Chen family, Chen Yang's face suddenly became gloomy. His eyes were filled with fierce light. He stared at Ji Xuanyuan tightly and said, "Boy, you are looking for death!"

Ji Xuanyuan didn't agree with this at all. He waved his hand, then the bronze sword in his hand shook, and the nine-colored sword intent surged out.<>

Ji Xuanyuan knew very well that although Chen Yang was very arrogant, he was not weak. He even felt a slight sense of oppression on him before, so it was not too much to directly show the nine sword intents.

"Hiss... how is the nine sword intents possible!"

"Oh my God, this guy actually mastered nine kinds of sword intents, and could pinch them together. The power of this sword intent simply skyrocketed."

"I didn't expect this guy to be so powerful. When did such a guy appear in the Shushan Immortal Sect? No wonder this guy dared to provoke Chen Yang before. It turned out that he really had some skills."

...

As Ji Xuanyuan showed off his nine sword intents, everyone outside the ring instantly became a little cautious when they looked at Ji Xuanyuan.

The nine sword intents and nine sword intents have reached a very strong level. When they are pinched together, even the half-step sword momentum may not be able to be suppressed.

Chen Yang was also stunned, then looked at Ji Xuanyuan and said, "Nine kinds of sword intents? I didn't expect you to be a genius!"

Upon hearing this, Ji Xuanyuan smiled contemptuously and said, "Let's show your means!"

To be honest, Ji Xuanyuan was still a little expectant. Since Chen Yang could cause a little oppression to him, he would definitely have a good means.

"I really give you a face."

Chen Yang's face suddenly looked a little ugly when he was provoked by Ji Xuanyuan, and then he grinned and said, "What I like most is the destruction genius."

As he spoke, Chen Yang's aura changed, and then a surge of murderous intent swept across the audience.

"Killing Sword Intention!"

"Oh my God, Chen Yang actually mastered the intent of killing swords, and according to its momentum, it has reached at least 90%!"

"Damn it, how did Chen Yang practice this? Killing sword intent, this is the sword intent that can only be understood by endless killing. He actually understood 90%. How many people should he kill!"

...

As 90% of the killing sword intent surged out of Chen Yang's body, a craze suddenly set off again under the ring, and everyone looked at him in horror.

Chen Yang enjoyed this very much, looked at Ji Xuanyuan proudly and said, "Do you know? I understand it by killing a genius like you. If you kill you today, you will definitely be able to activate it to the level of a half-step sword. You can feel at ease to become the stepping stone for this young master's sword intent!"

Upon hearing this, Ji Xuanyuan's face remained unchanged, but his brows were quietly frowning.

Although the 90% killing sword intent is powerful and even comparable to the average sword force, it is not enough to make him feel oppressed. After all, the sword force he mastered is as high as 40%.

"What kind of trump card is it?"

He muttered in his heart that Ji Xuanyuan ignored Chen Yang's provocation, and his arrogant appearance with his sword, gave people the feeling of ignoring him.

Yes, ignoring, ignoring naked.

For a moment, Chen Yang's face turned blue and white, and he was ignored by a boy who looked down upon. As a genius master of the Chen family, how could he tolerate it?

When he was angry, Chen Yang shouted loudly: "Boy, you have been very angry. I will kill you now."

The moment he finished speaking, Chen Yang was holding a long sword, and with the blessing of ninety-five sword intent, he bravely rushed towards Ji Xuanyuan.

For a moment, the aura of killing spread across the entire arena. Even the people outside the arena were oppressed by such a breath, and they couldn't stop retreating for several feet before they stopped.

Surrounded by the aura of killing, Ji Xuanyuan came to his senses, looked at Chen Yang who had turned into afterimages, and raised his lips slightly, "Oh, I can't help but take action!"

Ji Xuanyuan didn't move at all, as if he was scared to death, standing in place in a daze.

"Hey, this kid is dead!"

"Yes, facing ninety percent of the killing sword intent, even if he is a genius who has comprehended the nine sword intents, he will be scared to death."

"It's too dangerous, 90% of the killing sword intent. Chen Yang seems to be qualified to enter the finals. I wonder if I will encounter this monster in the afternoon."

...

Ji Xuanyuan's reaction, in the eyes of everyone outside the ring, was also a sign of being frightened. He immediately sighed and told each other, but no one was optimistic about Ji Xuanyuan.
Chapter completed!