Chapter 644 Nine Heavens Sunset Sword

After a short period of depression, bursts of shouts sounded, all cheering for Xu Hao.

Seeing this scene, Zhu Feiyang's face became a little gloomy, and he said in a low voice: "Huang Liang, you'd better win this match, otherwise, I will definitely make your life worse than death!"

On the arena, Xu Hao looked at Song Yan coldly, and said indifferently: "Sura swordsmanship is the swordsmanship of killing, and Shura sword is even more a sword of killing. The combination of the two will double the power. If you don't want to die, just admit defeat. In time!"

"Is it rare to have a sixth-grade spiritual weapon? I have it too."

Song Yan smiled, and the Meteor Sword appeared in his hand.

"This sword is called the Meteor Sword. It has killed three thousand demons. What is a mere Shura sword?"

Xu Hao glanced at the Meteor Sword, and nodded: "Very good, since you also have a sixth-grade spiritual weapon, it would be even better, otherwise, facing an opponent who is too weak is really meaningless!"

"You're confident."

The corner of Song Yan's mouth became more playful.

Xu Hao nodded approvingly: "I have always believed that I will become stronger. You are just an inconspicuous pebble on my way to become stronger. Let's do it. It is best to display your strongest swordsmanship."

"It depends on whether you have the qualifications!"

As soon as the words fell, Song Yan stepped out, and the Meteor Sword in his hand turned into a fiery red light and shadow, and went straight to Xu Hao's eyebrows.

"when!"

Xu Hao swung the Shura sword at will, and then swung away Song Yan's lightning-fast sword, and then his counterattack came.

"Ding ding ding!"

A series of impact sounds continued.

The figures of the two are constantly intertwined and flickering on the ring.

What they fight is the simplest sword righteousness, abandoning strength and tricks.

off stage.

Ji Huaiyun narrowed his eyes slightly, and said to Wenren Tianxiang beside him, "Both of these two have high levels of swordsmanship, just relying on swordsmanship alone, you and I may not be rivals."

Wenren Tianxiang nodded approvingly: "So what, I am not a pure swordsman, not even a swordsman. If I match up, I am confident that I can defeat them within three moves!"

"not necessarily!"

Ji Huaiyun shook his head, with a hint of meaning in his eyes.

Compared with Zongmen, the rules of Shengwu Academy are more cruel, and you need to fight everywhere. If you don't fight, you will fall behind.

Competing for reputation, resources, and luck, that's exactly what happened. The students of Shengwu Academy are very aggressive.

In a blink of an eye, the two of them exchanged seventy or eighty moves, and neither of them could do anything to the other.

People who originally thought that Song Yan would be vulnerable had a look of worry on their faces, because they all bought Xu Haoying.

"Xu Hao, what are you waiting for, defeat him!"

Liang Yunkun shouted impatiently.

Hearing this, Xu Hao bounced back and landed on the edge of the ring. He fixed his eyes on Song Yan, and slowly said: "You are a good opponent, and I have benefited a lot from fighting swords with you. Come down, I will go all out, I hope you be careful!"

"I have also gained a lot. You are an opponent worthy of respect, so I will use the strongest swordsmanship to defeat you!"

Wind blows……

Xu Hao slowly raised the Asura Sword in his hand, and suddenly, a bloody, bloodthirsty and terrifying atmosphere permeated the entire arena, as if the air had turned a viscous blood red.

"kill!"

The afterimage flashed!

All over the ring.

There are Xu Hao's shadows in all directions, I don't know which one is real and which one is fake?

"It's amazing, is this the Shura swordsmanship?"

Under the stage, everyone's eyes widened.

A trace of worry flashed across Gu Xie Huayu's eyes, and she stared at Song Yan unblinkingly.

Facing the ubiquitous Xu Hao, Song Yan adopted the strategy of remaining unchanged.

Suddenly, his eyebrows twitched, and a blood-red sword appeared without warning.

"Ding!"

But as if he had expected it, the Meteor Sword suddenly appeared between his eyebrows, blocking the assassination by the Shura Sword.

After missing a hit, Xu Hao's figure receded, but appeared behind him strangely.

"Ding!"

Meteor Sword stabbed back close to the body, collided with Shura Sword again, sputtering sparks.

Next, Xu Hao launched several assassinations, but was easily blocked by Song Yan.

At this moment, Song Yan thanked Dongfang Tianya a little. If it wasn't for the one-month training, with his current cultivation, he might not be able to block Xu Hao's Asura Sword.

"Although your sword is fast, it cannot break through my defense!"

"not necessarily!"

"Whoosh!"

Xu Hao's wandering figure sped up again.

"Dang Dang Dang!"

Five blows in a row, one blow was faster than one blow, and one blow was stronger than one. Song Yan felt a little numb in the palm of his hand holding the sword.

offstage.

Ji Huaiyun said again: "Sister Wenren, how many moves can you defend against Xu Hao's Shura sword?"

"I'm good at attacking!"

Although Wenren Tianxiang's mouth was stiff, her eyes were more solemn, because she imagined that she was that Huang Liang, and she couldn't defend herself to such a degree.

Suddenly, Xu Hao's afterimage disappeared.

He looked at Song Yan deeply: "I can't break through your defense. Next, I will use the secret method. Once I use the secret method, my speed will be doubled and my strength will be tripled. If you can block it again, I admit defeat." !"

"boom!"

As soon as Xu Hao's words fell, a circle of bloody flames suddenly rose from his body.

"kill!"

Song Yan only felt a flash in front of his eyes, and Xu Hao's sword appeared on his chest, almost to the extreme.

retreat!

Fly back!

But Song Yan still didn't dodge the damage caused by that sword. There was an extra wound on his chest, the wound was not deep, only two centimeters.

Xu Hao didn't give him a chance to buffer, and the second sword stabbed again.

This sword was like a bloody lightning, even a little faster than the first sword.

"puff!"

Song Yan added another wound to his chest.

"here you go!"

Seeing this scene, Liang Yunkun laughed loudly.

Ji Huaiyun said: "What a terrifying Shura sword, Junior Sister Wenren, can you stop it?"

"I can't stop it!" Wenren Tianxiang shook his head, but a look of astonishment flashed in his eyes: "However, if he meets me, I won't give him a chance to use the secret technique!"

"meaning!"

Facing Xu Hao's third sword, Song Yan entered the sword intent without hesitation, and merged with the whole film.

"Whoosh!"

The third sword pierced the void.

"Heart!"

Song Yan's figure suddenly appeared above the ring.

"Xu Hao, give me the Nine Heavens Sunset Sword!"

The majestic aura of swordsmanship full of light burst out from Song Yan's body, and spread all around in an instant, dispelling the Shura artistic conception set by Xu Hao.

Bright, brilliant!

It's like a golden crow falling.

The combination of Song Yanren's sword and his sword is like the falling sun, falling from the sky, just to dispel the killing intent and darkness in the world, and bring light to the world.

"This is... Jianxin!"

Seeing this scene, the expressions of Ji Huaiyun and Wenren Tianxiang became extremely shocked and unbelievable.

Once you step into the artistic conception, you can merge with the heaven and the earth and borrow the power of the heaven and the earth.

Once you step into the state of mind, you will become the center of this piece of heaven and earth, and drive the power of heaven and earth for your own use.

One is borrowed, the other is driven, which one is stronger and which one is weaker?

"kill!"

Feeling the coercion falling from the sky, Xu Hao was a little out of breath, but he would not give up like this. He kicked his right foot heavily on the ground of the ring, and his whole body turned into a blood shadow soaring into the sky, facing the big round. day.

"Boom!"

The two energies collided, swallowing each other, canceling each other out, and attacking each other.

After two breaths.

A figure covered in blood fell from mid-air, hit the ring and passed out, and then, under the rendering of golden light, a figure slowly floated down like a feather...