On the still-warm Longhuping, the smoke and dust slowly dispersed.
Ximen Chuixue and Pei Qing stood a hundred meters apart.
The fight at that moment seemed to be evenly matched, but upon closer inspection, it was not the case. The ground beside Ximen Chuixue's right foot was shattered, revealing a long sword mark, while the ground near Pei Qing's left foot was also covered with cracks, as if cobweb.
There were sword marks everywhere between the two of them.
Ximen Chuixue looked at Pei Qing and remained silent.
Pei Qing looked at Ximen Chuixue and remained silent.
"Are they still fighting?"
"Fight, why don't you fight!"
"I think it's almost time to end, right? There's still no results for so long!"
"The winner hasn't been decided yet. Didn't Ximen Chuixue just say that there are three more swords? This is just the first sword!"
There was a lot of discussion around, and everyone looked at the field nervously.
Ximen Chuixue glanced at Pei Qing and said, "Second sword!"
After saying that, Ximen Chuixue stepped forward and jumped out suddenly.
He slashed at Pei Qing with one sword.
The sword flashed.
Ximen Chuixue didn't use any moves with this sword, it was just a very ordinary slash.
Just such an ordinary chop made Ye Gucheng's pupils shrink in the distance, and he felt a fatal threat.
He couldn't dodge this sword.
However, he wanted to see Pei Qing avoid it.
But Pei Qing didn't want to hide.
He can't hide either.
He is the ninth best swordsman in the world, there is no reason for him to hide.
Ximen Chuixue's sword light was getting closer and closer. Pei Qing's eyes narrowed. He saw the changes contained in this sword.
One sword destroys all things!
The sword is overwhelming!
Pei Qing took a deep breath, raised the sword in his hand, the tip of the sword trembled, bursting with dazzling light, and then struck Ximen Chuixue's sword fiercely.
Twenty-two swords!
This is the last sword of the Holy Spirit Sword Technique that he can currently use.
Pei Qing held out the sword without any reservations.
Ximen Chuixue's second sword arrived. His eyes were still calm, but his aura suddenly increased, and the blood in his body was roaring and stirring.
This sword of his was not used for the first time to kill someone.
In an instant, swords collided with each other.
"Boom!"
Amidst the thunderous explosions, circles of ripples visible to the naked eye spread in all directions to the west.
The sword energy raged, and the surrounding trees were destroyed one after another, rocks rolled, large areas of land sunk, and some small stones were shattered to pieces.
Ximen Chuixue and Pei Qing quickly retreated, retreating several feet away from each other, and then stabilized their bodies and stared at each other. If anyone looked closely, they would find that Ximen Chuixue's sword-holding hand was trembling slightly.
It's not fear, it's excitement.
The cold wind was biting, and everyone felt a chill.
Ximen Chuixue was cold and ruthless, with indifferent eyes. He looked at Pei Qing and suddenly asked: "Do you want to ask all the ten sword masters?"
Pei Qing nodded and said, "Not bad."
Ximen Chuixue said: "Okay."
After that, he moved.
The third sword!
At this moment, the entire Longhuping was filled with extremely fierce sword energy. A lonely sword intent filled the air, seeming to cut the world into countless parts. Some weaker warriors suddenly turned pale. Beads of sweat broke out on his forehead, and he couldn't help but kneel on the ground.
This is Ximen Chuixue's last sword.
At this time, Ximen Chuixue no longer looked like a human being, but like a sharp sword with its edge clearly visible.
In an instant, monstrous sword intent burst out from his body, and the shadows of nine long swords were reflected in the air.
A handful!
Two handfuls!
Three handfuls!
West handle!
Six!
Seven!
Eight handfuls!
Nine!
In just an instant, nine huge sword shadows appeared in the air, covering the sky. The sword light was still bright, and the sword energy was still vertical and horizontal.
Everyone looked at this scene and their eyes widened. They had only heard of the top ten sword masters, but they had never seen the swords of the top ten sword masters. Today they finally saw it.
Ximen Chuixue swung his sword, and on the sky, the nine huge sword shadows were cut down in unison. The sword light tore through the sky, carrying a destructive aura.
"not good!"
Huanwan's expression suddenly changed. In her mind, Pei Qing would definitely die with this sword strike.
At this moment, both Ye Gucheng and other heroes held their breath and stared at the scene, for fear of missing any scene.
The battle between Ximen Chuixue and Pei Qing was enough to impress the heroes present and make them unforgettable forever.
The sword falls!
Heavenly collapse!
The ground cracks!
Pei Qing smiled. He looked at the nine huge sword shadows slashing down from the sky, then raised the Ming Suzaku and swung his sword.
At this moment, it seemed that there was only one person left in the world, and that was him. He was the only one left.
Wan Jian returns to his clan!
The sound of the sword was deafening.
At this moment, he no longer hid or suppressed, but completely released his own kendo will.
One handle, two handles, three handles, west handle, five handles...
The swords in the hands of all the rangers and heroes present buzzed, and their minds were drawn. As if in response to Pei Qing's call, they turned into flying swords and soared into the sky.
At this moment, all eyes turned to Pei Qing. Everyone was stunned by the scene in front of them. This was Pei Qing's strongest sword.
With one sword strike, the world was shocked.
One sword, ten thousand swords return to the clan.
This sword is enough to be proud of all the heroes in the world.
I know where your sword will be, and when it comes, I can predict its trajectory in advance and avoid it.
but......
I don't want to avoid it.
Because I know that my sword is stronger than yours!
When I hand out this sword, there will be nothing in front of me. I can't see the sword, but I know that my sword has arrived.
In an instant, a long dragon of sword energy spread across the sky.
The target of this sword is Ximen Chuixue.
Everyone held their breath.
Pei Qing's sword was so fast that they couldn't see it clearly.
The sword has arrived.
Ximen Chuixue’s third sword has also arrived.
The nine sky-reaching sword shadows can force thousands of swords to fly together.
"boom!!"
Thunder exploded.
Under this sword, it seemed that only Ximen Chuixue and Pei Qing were left in the world.
At this moment, everyone was stunned.
They saw Ximen Chuixue's figure constantly rotating. Every time he turned, his figure became more ethereal, as if he had really turned into a sword that reached the sky.
For a moment, they felt that Ximen Chuixue at this moment had surpassed human beings.
"How can the power of this sword be so terrifying?"
"It's so scary. What kind of sword is this sword? It's so terrifying!"
"This is Ximen Chuixue's last sword. This sword will definitely shock the world!"
Everyone held their breath.
Because of Pei Qing's sword energy, even they felt a chill.
At this moment, Pei Qing was like a swordsman living in the world, stepping on the void with his feet and carrying a long river of sword energy, suppressing the energy within a hundred miles of Longhuping, making it impossible for all the sword energy to cross even half a step.
His final sword strike has arrived.
Everything in heaven and earth has stopped.
Everyone was so impressed by Pei Qing's charm that they didn't dare to make a sound.
At this moment, they seemed to see the scene of the arrival of the Sword Immortal.
The next moment, the sword light slashed down.
The nine sky-reaching sword shadows in front of Ximen Chuixue disappeared.
The next moment, Ximen Chuixue also disappeared.
After the sword passed, there was no one in front of Pei Qing.
