Chang Ce had fought with Li Ning once before, but no one could do anything to anyone. The two of them had very close cultivation, and it was very difficult to crush their opponents with an absolute advantage.

A burst, sweeping over the sky.

It was like two thunder and lightning, each holding up the weapons in his hands.

Their goal is not to fight, but to test the quality of each other's weapons.

Is it because Lu Maoshan’s long sword is of higher quality, or is it because Liu Wuxie’s long sword is of higher quality?

"This Liu Wuxie is really overestimating his abilities and dares to really agree."

Many people laughed and said that if the game ended in a draw, it would undoubtedly be the best ending, but Liu Wuxie refused to accept it.

"Let's see how he makes a fool of himself."

There are not many disciples on the Fengshen Platform who are optimistic about Liu Wuxie, and they believe that his long sword will definitely fail.

As the momentum in the air became stronger and stronger, the disciples of major sects retreated one after another to avoid being affected. The two stood about fifty meters apart, and the boundless waves of air were like rolling floods, rushing towards the surroundings.

The two of them did not dare to hide their weaknesses and injected all the immortal energy into their respective weapons.

The long sword in Li Ning's hand made a sound of dragon roars and tigers, shocking countless people.

"What a good sword! This battle of Qianshan Sect will win."

The disciples of the major sects below were talking about it. They valued the long sword refined by Lu Maoshan more. Although the quality was slightly worse, the level was far higher than that of Liu Wuxie.

Especially the sword energy released was extremely sharp and far apart, you could feel a terrifying sword energy coming towards them.

On the contrary, the long sword in Chang Ce's hand looks ordinary. No matter how much immortal energy Chang Ce mobilizes, the long sword is like a monster with unsatisfactory desire. If this continues, Chang Ce will have to be drained from the immortal energy.

"Strange, the long sword refined by Liu Wuxie seems to have some problems. Chang Ce mobilized so much fairy energy to enter, and only activated the sword energy less than ten meters long, which is not in line with common sense!"

The disciples of Cangyun Sword Sect stood not far from Biyao Palace and frowned. Of course, they hope that Biyao Palace could defeat Qianshan Sect so that they could stop the conspiracy of the Emperor Alliance.

"I also think something is wrong. Could it be that there is really something wrong with Qiluo bottle?"

The confidence of many disciples of the sect began to shake. Whether it was momentum or the sword energy released, they were far inferior to the long sword in Li Ning's hand.

Only Chang Ce knew best that his fairy spirit had been consumed, but the expression on his face had always been very calm, but in fact, there had been a shocking wave in his heart.

The long sword is just a golden immortal weapon. He is the peak immortal king. He actually wants to mobilize all the immortal energy before he can barely activate it. This is simply incredible.

"Chang Ce, take my sword!"

Li Ning roared and slashed the sword in his hand hard, without any gorgeous moves or magical skills.

The purpose of the two was to test weapons, not a life-and-death battle.

"roar!"

Chang Ce roared and input all the remaining fairy aura into the long sword.

Suddenly!

The world is fission, and countless dark clouds are crushing, as if the end of the world is over.

A ruthless sword aura tore open the light curtain of the Fengshen Platform, and all the masters stood in the hall, looking at each other, especially the fierce teeth, and a terrifying murderous intent flashed deep in their eyes.

The geniuses on the Venerable God Platform were so scared that they took several steps back. They had never seen such a terrifying scene.

The surrounding space continued to explode, and countless cracks, like dense spider webs, continued to spread around.

The suffocating power swept across the earth. Even the monks outside the Fengshen Platform felt endless power attacking them.

"What a terrible knife!"

The eyes of the monks outside the field were full of disbelief. Chang Ce's sword had surpassed the Immortal King, and even the ordinary Immortal King realm could not be used.

The fairy spirit is erect and the sword intentions are intertwined.

The sword aura that Li Ning cut down was actually imprisoned in place and could not move.

This scene shocked countless people even more.

The long sword in Li Ning's hand that was comparable to the Immortal King's weapon was actually suppressed by the small golden immortal weapon. How could this be possible?

Liu Wuxie injected a trace of the will of the demon god into the long sword. Not to mention the Immortal King Realm, even the Immortal King Realm, it is very difficult to resist the will of the demon god.

There were more and more cracks above the Fengshen Platform. In desperation, the evil teeth made a handprint to repair the cracked light curtain.

The monks watching around the martial arts are all over the martial arts field, with relief, especially those ordinary fairylands and golden fairylands. At that moment, their souls seemed to be leaving their bodies.

"What kind of knife is this? Why does the will erupt? Even I can't bear it."

The disciples of the major sects who retreated to the distance were filled with fear, especially those peak Daluo Golden Immortal Realm, who sat directly on the ground, so the pressure could be reduced a lot.

The most shocking thing is Qianshan Sect. They are closest to Li Ning and the most stressful one is also the one who feels the most.

The sword aura in the void actually cracked open inch by inch, and an endless sword force was like an eternal mountain, smashing down hard.

The roar of dragon roars released by the long sword in Li Ning's hand stopped abruptly, as if someone had pinched his neck. The feeling was extremely uncomfortable.

Then!

The unparalleled sword aura teared open the resistance of heaven and earth, and slashed unstoppable towards the long sword in Li Ning's hand with an unstoppable momentum.

A black crack appeared in the sky, and an endless dark wind arrived from the depths of the universe, causing a trace of black matter to appear above the Venerable God Platform.

"Block it!"

Li Ning also roared, and the long sword in his hand released a golden light, which was twice as powerful as before.

Faced with the suppressed sword Gang, Li Ning had no choice.

It was too late to say it, then it was soon.

As soon as Li Ning's sword aura was condensed, a blood-red sword aura had been suppressed.

"Click!"

The crisp crackling sound resounded throughout the fields, like a big bull bell, which made many people's eardrums explode.

The tables, chairs, cups and saucers in the hall could not withstand the impact of sound waves, and exploded one after another, turning into countless pieces.

More than half of the monks watching around the martial arts arena instantly deaf, and their soul sea seems to have been hit hard by someone.

That feeling made everyone want to die.

Half a breath of breath was spent, and their hearing slowly recovered. Many people had bleeding facial features and numb scalp.

A powerful halo, centered on the two of them, swept across the surroundings, with a strong luster that made everyone unable to open their eyes, and they didn't even know what was going on. They only heard the impact of weapons accompanied by the sound of shattering.

A black shadow flashed from the light curtain and quickly fell from the light curtain.

"Bang!"

When everyone saw it clearly, they found that there was a half-sword on the ground.

"this……"

Looking at the half-sword on the ground, everyone held their breath and couldn't believe what they saw.

"This is impossible!"

After two breaths, Lu Maoshan sat on the ground as if he was crazy, and his face seemed to be dead.

The strong light in the void disappeared, and neither of them fell, standing quietly in the sky. The long sword in Chang Ce's hand was intact and not even a hole was left. On the contrary, the long sword in Li Ning's hand was broken from the middle.

"Impossible, this is impossible!"

Li Ning couldn't accept it either. How could the long sword in his hand be broken?

"You guys lost!"

Chang Ce's body shook and landed on the Venerable God Platform, returning the long sword to Liu Wuxie.

Putting away the long knife will have great use in the future.

"What a monster! The weapons refined in the Fairy Realm actually defeated the weapons refined in the Fairy King Realm. Who is this monster Liu Wuxie? Where did he emerge from?"

Everyone's eyes looked at Liu Wuxie, full of complexity.

It's hard to explain, it's hard to explain.

Just say jealous, they really have nothing to be jealous of.

Let me say envy, there is not much envy in my eyes.

The Yu family and the Chen family looked at each other and saw a trace of solemnity in each other's eyes.

Liu Wuxie's victory exceeded their expectations, and no one expected that Lu Maoshan would lose so simply.

Even if Lu Maoshan's weapons are not as good as Liu Wuxie, at least the level is overwhelming him, at most it will be a draw.

Many people just now mocked Liu Wuxie, saying that he overestimated his ability and used his long sword to collide with Lu Maoshan.

Reality was like a loud slap in the face, slapped hard on everyone's face.

Everyone's eyes moved away from Liu Wuxie's face little by little and fell on Lu Maoshan's face.

I saw Lu Maoshan sitting on the ground, his body began to tremble, the shackles of heaven gradually contracted, and a strong smelly smell came from his crotch.

Many people covered their mouths and noses, and a hint of disgust flashed in their eyes.
To be continued...