Spirit Sword Sovereign

The person who Chu Xingyun is gazing at is a gray-shirted young man with a black sword. His face is quite handsome, but with a sly color between his eyebrows, it destroys the overall beauty.

This gray-clothed youth, Chu Xingyun is no stranger, and it is Teng Qing.

I saw him standing on the Martial Dao arena, his head raised, his face flying, and he seemed to enjoy the eye-catching appearance. What is even more surprising is his cultivation base, only the Earth Spirit Seventh Level.

At this moment, the First Round of the Heavenly Swords Club has already carried out four matchups, half of the disciples, and was eliminated. The people who can stay, strength and innate talent are not weak.

Earth Spirit Seventh Level Day cultivation base, which has not been eliminated, is indeed a rare thing.

The surrounding people also noticed this and looked at them in the past. This move made Teng Qing more proud, and he was arrogant.

Teng Qing’s opponent is a burly black clothed youth, with his muscles picking up and carrying a yellowish heavy sword. His cultivation base far exceeds Teng Qing and has reached the Half-step Heavenly Spirit.

The burly youth looked at Teng Qing, the heavy sword came out of the sheath, the thick and scented, without any hesitation, bloomed, shrouded the whole body, and put a layer of earthy brilliance on his body.

“Beginning!” See the preparation of both sides, the blood robe elder immediately announced loudly.

Almost at this moment, the burly youth lifted the heavy sword and stepped on it, making the entire Martial Dao arena tremble, taking the lead to kill Teng Qing, and want to take the lead.

However, he only stepped out of Half-step, the space in front of him, actually released a glare of purple, Teng Qing’s figure appeared, hands clasped the handle of the sword, swept make a move, killing the chest of the burly youth.

“Fast!” The crowd was scared by this scene, and the subconscious made a sigh.

Chu Xingyun, who was on the high platform, also caught his eye and seemed to see something incredible, and the look was more shocked.

The appearance of Teng Qing did not have a slight omen. After the burly youth returned to God, the sword had approached him and there was no time to escape.

Clang!

The big sword swept swiftly. At the moment of contact with the burly young body, a ray of light with a strong impotence rises, blocking the terrifying power of the heavy sword.

“Give me defeat!” Although the sword was blocked, the sturdy youth’s breath was obviously weak. He roared and the heavy sword waved and pressed against Teng Qing’s body.

At this time, between them, the distance between them is only one foot. The heavy sword is mixed with hū hū wind, hegemony and heavy, almost no gaps can escape.

The burly youth’s mouth raised a smile, this sword, he has the confidence to win, can defeat Teng Qing.

However, this thought just floated up, and Teng Qing in front of his eyes suddenly disappeared, and the side of the void was flashing a glimmer of purple light, Teng Qing, reappears in the light.

He is still holding the big sword, the sword body sweeps, and once again kills the chest of the burly youth.

“How is this possible!” The burly youth looked shocked. Until now, he did not believe that Teng Qing avoided the sword, and avoided it so easily, without any pressure.

Clang!

The big sword bombarded again on the ray of light, and the body of the burly youth trembled, sweeping the sword, and almost madly rushed to Teng Qing.

Only the final result, still unchanged, Teng Qing easily avoided his offensive.

A glimmer of light flashed, the next moment, the shadow of the big sword flickered, slashed on the chest of the burly youth, let the ray of light disappeared completely, and the fresh blood fell on the ground of Martial Dao arena. .

“Do you want to fight again?” Teng Qing’s arrogant voice sounded, he raise one’s head staring at the burly youth, said with a sneer: “The next sword, I will break your sternum!”

Hearing this, the face of the burly youth is constantly twitching, and an angry screaming sound erupts from his throat, but at the next moment, his body flies out and wipes the ground for more than ten meters. Stop.

The crowd’s line of sight followed the past, but when the burly youth’s chest was seen, there was a sword mark, and the fresh blood rushing out was mixed with broken sternum residue.

“Winner, Teng Qing!” The voice of the blood robe elder slowly sounded, and Teng Qing stood on the arena with both hands up. At the same time, his gaze was also extremely disdainful. He looked at the burly youth, full of embarrassment and ridicule.

“There was actually another win. This Teng Qing won the Half-step Heavenly Spirit with the Earth Spirit Seventh Level cultivation base. He is undoubtedly the Black Horse of this Heavenly Sword Society. It is too strong!”

“The movement technique he used was not only speedfully fast, but also had no signs of a half, and it was almost empty. Without relying on this movement technique, he could not win.”

“Weird movement technique, avoiding all offensives, and then using the big sword to counterattack, specifically slashing one place, this way of fighting is very simple, but it is very practical, and it is preventable.”

Among the crowds, a noisy discussion sounded, and even a few Sword Masters also voted for the color of appreciation, and expressed great affirmation of the strength that Teng Qing showed.

This time, the Heavenly Swords Club, he is indeed a Black Horse, which is unexpected.

Chu Xingyun’s gaze still stares at Teng Qing. After a long while, he spits out a voice that only the owner can hear. Some shocked: “It really is the Martian Spirit innate talent.”

In the last world, Chu Xingyun got the nameless cultivation technique, with the power to devour Martial Spirit. Any Martial Spirit can swallow and inherit its Martial Spirit innate talent.

Over time, he divided the Martial Spirit innate talent into Mortal level, Earth level and heaven, and between each level, it was divided into upper and lower 3-Rank.

Mortal level Martial Spirit innate talent, emitting red light.

Earth level Martial Spirit innate talent, emitting a blue light.

The heavenly Martial Spirit innate talent exudes a purple light.

Fang Cai, when Teng Qing urged Martial Spirit innate talent, purple light rises, and purely extreme, which represents the Martial Spirit innate talent owned by Teng Qing, ranked in the heavens, and still superior in heaven!

“Martial Spirit innate talent, can not be met, even in the past, I only swallowed twice, and, are not heavenly innate talent, didn’t expect, actually encountered here. Chu Xingyun in the heart sighed secretly.

At this time, Teng Qing had left arena, and the sixth Martial Dao arena side, the result also came out, Xia Qingcheng won again, attracting many people’s exclamations.

The time is slowly past, and the next battle is still fierce, but Chu Xingyun’s speed of ending the battle is still extremely fast, and it is easy to win with the sword, and the other party has no power to fight back.

In addition to him, the same is true for the five true disciples, which have been grinding press opponents with absolute strength.

The blazing sun is slanting, and the air gradually has a bit of coldness. At this time, the five true disciples have finished the final matchup, and they have successfully won the top eight seats. The other three Martial Dao arena also have a few disciples. .

The First Round of the Heavenly Swords Club is coming to an end.

“Sixth Martial Dao arena, the ultimate winner, Xia Qingcheng!”

“The seventh Martial Dao arena, the ultimate winner, Teng Qing!”

Two voices came almost at the same time. Xia Qingcheng and Teng Qing were all promoted to the quarterfinals.

The crowd focused on the two people, full of envy, both of them are Black Horse, especially Teng Qing, the cultivation base is only the Earth Spirit Seventh Level, and finally, still advance.

The name of the strongest Black Horse, he deserved!

But not long after, the crowd turned their eyes away and looked at the Martial Dao arena in Eighth.

Because there were six people in the previous round, at this moment, there are still three people standing in the Eighth Martial Dao arena. How to arrange the next match, so that everyone is looking forward to it.

“Luo Huai Mei and Ye Gui, both are the Half-step Heavenly Spirit cultivation base. The strength is extremely strong. The former is fast and the speed is astounding. The latter’s sword momentum is as thick as a mountain. They both fight and win.”

“The strength of Luoyun Sword Master is not to be underestimated. From beginning to now, he has never used swords. The ultimate winner of Eighth Martial Dao arena, he has the greatest chance.”

“So it seems that the final showdown is one of Luo Huaimei and Ye Gui, and fights with Luoyun Sword Master!”

After the previous showdown, everyone clearly knows the strength of Chu Xingyun’s terrifying, and I feel that Chu Xingyun has the best chance to be the winner of Eighth Martial Dao arena.

Slamming!

Responsible for the bloody elder of Eighth Martial Dao arena, at the center of the arena.

I saw his low-browed glance at Chu Xingyun, slowly started talking: “Eighth Martial Dao arena, the three of you will face each other, the final winner, will advance to the quarterfinals!”