Immortal Martial God Chapter 308: Two swords contend for the crown (two)

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Chapter Three Hundred and Eighth Two Swords Contending for Heroes (2)

In that scene, it was as if there were two sword gas barriers that were invisible to the naked eye, covering the two of them.

And now, the two sword gas barriers are violently confronting each other.

Just when the two were fighting the most intense, Feng Zhaoqi suddenly flashed his body and disappeared!

Then Zhanli also shook slightly and disappeared into the ring.

So, the clash of blades in the air is getting denser!

In an invisible battle, in addition to the sound of weapons colliding, there will occasionally be a burst of blood that suddenly shoots out of the air.

The audience boiled all of a sudden, they yelled in dissatisfaction.

"No! We can't see their actions at all!"

"How do you watch this game? Both of them are gone!"

"Hao Ranzong thinks of a way, we have to watch the game!"

No way, Feng Zhaoqi and Zhanli are too fast. Except for Xiang Nan, and the elders of the foreign sect in the audience, there are already warriors of Mu Xueqi's level, and no one else can see the game.

The speed of the two Feng Zhaoqi has exceeded the speed limit that ordinary viewers can recognize with the naked eye.

At this moment, Elder Shi Beihong descended from the sky, and he stood directly at the top of the battlefield barrier in the valley, and from his feet, a strange power was revealed.

Afterwards, the enchantment suddenly became extremely clear. This clarity greatly improved the audience's visual recognition ability, allowing them to see the movements of the two speed fighters on the arena more clearly.

Feng Zhaoqi and Zhanli were moving and fighting fast in the air. At first, the two people circled at high speed around the edge of the ring, and their swords fought wildly.

Then they became two people and quickly dispersed, then sprinted head-on!

Feng Zhaoqi and Zhanli shot opposite each other and passed by.

Hey...

The sleeve of Feng Zhaoqi's right arm was broken, and a sword wound appeared on his arm. Everyone looked carefully. This was Feng Zhaoqi's seventh sword wound, although the wound was not too deep.

However, Zhan Li was unharmed. Obviously, the blood shot from the air just now came from Feng Zhaoqi alone.

"It's a pity, I can avoid injury." Xiang Nan's eyes flashed with electric lights, and he shook his head.

"Your realm is too bad." Zhanli turned around and pointed the tip of his sword at Feng Zhaoqi.

During the two-player battle, Feng Zhaoqi blocked all attacks of Zhanli in a perfect way, but Feng Zhaoqi only had the triple return to the Yuan, while Zhanli had the fifth layer of return.

Feng Zhaoqi was hit by the seven swords, and he blocked every one of them, but because of the difference in realm, he was shaken by the distance, and was finally hit.

This difference in strength comes from the gap in the realm and the small suppression of the realm.

"Huh..." Feng Zhaoqi took a breath, took out a pale yellow pill from Na Jie, and said to Zhan: "Mind?"

"It's the Fourth Grade Sword Pill!" Xiang Nan frowned: "Zhao Qi is ready to fight."

Sword Pill is a very special kind of pill. After swallowing it, it can allow kendo masters to greatly strengthen the "Sword Heart" within an hour.

The growth of Jianxin can make up for the disadvantages caused by the difference in realm, but this kind of medicine is not effective for everyone.

However, in the rules of the game, there is a clear stipulation that it is not allowed to take the restorative pill or the pill to enhance strength before the end of the game.

However, whether the enhancement of Jianxin is within this range is debatable.

"That's the best." Zhanli's mouth raised slightly, and said: "If you don't eat this thing, I'm going to fight you with my own pressure."

The judges discussed it, and since Zhanli didn't mind, they naturally had no opinion.

Feng Zhaoqi threw the sword pill into his mouth and swallowed it. Soon, his realm, physical strength, and vitality did not get any substantial improvement, but his aura suddenly became more than a little stronger. Half a bit.

"Huh... almost." Feng Zhaoqi nodded to Zhanli.

Sword Pill can only make up for the lack of realm gap, it is to make up! Rather than catching up, that is to say, the gap between Feng Zhaoqi and Zhanli still exists, but it has been reduced.

"Come on." Zhanli flashed his sword, and his body turned into an afterimage and rushed up.

Feng Zhaoqi held the hilt with his right hand, and he stepped forward, suddenly arching a huge sword beam in front of him!

Shit! With a tearing sound, Na Zhanli quickly cut the sword light open and broke through.

"Shadow style, wind attack!" Zhanli's body shook again, and he appeared directly in front of Feng Zhaoqi, and then flashed again. There were all the phantoms of Zhanli in front and back.

The blade that resembled a gust of wind and rain, slashed at Feng Zhaoqi with extreme speed.

"Tear the night!" Feng Zhaoqi drew out the long sword clangingly, and the sword body hummed vertically upwards. At the same time, on the double-sided blades, numerous small arcs of the sword suddenly shot in all directions!

Zhanli attacked quickly around Feng Zhaoqi, but Feng Zhaoqi didn't move by himself, breaking the attack with his sword!

The sword spirit of both sides is vertical and horizontal, and the sword intent goes straight into the sky!

With a sneer, Feng Zhaoqi continued to receive the sword on his body, and blood spattered out in a fan shape.

While Zhanli attacked Feng Zhaoqi, he was constantly hit, and the wounds on his chest were as many as seven or eight in an instant, and the same blood mist drifted.

Once the two played against each other, in just two seconds, they attacked each other with hundreds of swords, the total amounting to thousands.

After a short melee attack, the two turned into two shadows and separated quickly.

The afterimage of Zhanli fell to the ground with a sword: "Shadow style, wind howl!"

Huh! A huge sword blade storm rose into the sky, rushing towards Feng Zhaoqi quickly.

"Dark clouds cover the moon!" Feng Zhaoqi picked up his long sword, and a sword-blade wind wall blew out.

The blade storm hit the blade wind wall, and the two twisted wildly with each other, and the collision of their blades was as sharp as to tear a person's eardrums.

At the moment when the blade storm and the blade wind wall blasted against each other, Zhanli no longer waited for the result, and rushed towards Feng Zhaoqi.

Feng Zhaoqi had the same idea as Zhanli, and he rushed forward.

The Zhanli sword fell, and a curved sword shot out! Feng Zhaoqi hit the sword beam with his sword hilt, and turned his body sideways.

Zhanli drilled through the gap between the three sword beams, and the long sword vibrated, shaking out hundreds of blades the size of a thumb.

Feng Zhaoqi pushed forward with his left hand and blocked the blade with his bare hands, while the long sword in his right hand turned wildly in an instant, sprinkling a ring of blades.

In this kind of high-density mutual fighting, he simply did not have enough time to gather his vitality.

Because of this, Feng Zhaoqi's left arm was abolished! The flesh and blood of the unfolded sword blade was blurred, and the hand bone of the left arm was also picked off every inch!

Ke Zhanli didn't feel good either. He was cut into his left leg by Feng Zhaoqi's circular blade. The cut skin was also broken, and the hamstrings and hamstrings were cut off.

The two landed at the same time, and at the same time they played swords.

"Heart is like steel!" Zhanli's whole person suddenly became extremely quiet, and he cut off with a sword, as if his body had become a man of steel, and his strength and destructiveness had soared to the extreme.

Feng Zhaoqi blocked it with a backhand sword, and the two swords collided with each other. It was actually Zhanli who brought the sword and flew out. The Feng Zhaoqi's long sword whizzed out and flew out with a whistling sound, and inserted Enter the ring! The hilt of the sword was trembling freely.

Feng Zhaoqi himself lay on the ground and slipped out, his body was under unparalleled pressure. Even though he quickly gathered his vitality to protect his back, his vitality was quickly worn out, rubbing his back and staying on the ring There was a lot of blood stains.

"If you can't break my sword intent, you will have already lost this battle." Zhan Li's right leg stood alone on the ground, holding a long sword pointing at Feng Zhaoqi.

Heart Rugang is a kind of sword intent, not any martial arts swordsmanship. This kind of sword intent can make the master of kendo reach an incredible level of strength.

Look at Feng Zhaoqi again. With his left arm hanging down, he tore a black cloth from his body with his right hand, blinding his eyes, and then raising his right hand, the long sword stuck in the ring was After two buzzing vibrations, he flew back to his hand with a swish.

The audience watched the heart beating wildly. It was an arena with a hardness comparable to that of a local weapon. It was actually stabbed by a sword!

"Oh?" Zhanli nodded when seeing Feng Zhaoqi blindfolded: "It's getting more and more interesting."

"Huh..." Feng Zhaoqi held a sword in one hand and said, "This is my sword intent."

"Bitter Sea!"