The sharpness rippled through the air like a huge wave. It swept across the sword training field, making everyone feel as if they were in a raging sea.
"What a shocking aura."
"It's too powerful."
The inner disciples' expressions changed drastically. They retreated one after another, circulating their sword auras to resist the two extremely powerful auras.
"Oh …" The Sect Master and the elders were all moved. They straightened their bodies and raised their eyebrows, showing the shock in their hearts. Li Yi and Wang Tinghao's eyes widened slightly. Their eyes were shining as if they had seen a powerful enemy. Chu Mu was surprised. Not only was he surprised by Yuwen Wenhua, but he was also surprised by Xiao Qianfeng.
Both of their auras were extremely powerful, far surpassing the late stage of the ninth stage of the Sword Qi Realm. Both of their auras contained an intense sharpness. The sharpness of their auras was boundlessly sharp. They were like treasured swords slashing through the air, cutting through everything. When they collided with each other, the sound of metal clashing reverberated.
Yuwen Wenhua's sharpness was firm and unyielding, appearing extremely domineering. It was as if he was using pure strength to crush everything. Xiao Qianfeng's sharpness was filled with endless power to pierce through everything and cut through everything!
Both of their eyes were exceptionally sharp. The light emitted from their eyes was faintly golden. It was as if two sharp swords had shot out and collided in the air. The sound of metal clashing echoed faintly, causing the air to explode.
"Hahahaha, your aura is not bad. I will use my full strength." Yuwen Wenhua laughed loudly. The light emitted from his eyes was sharp and threatening. His voice was like the ringing of a large bell, imposing and awe-inspiring. With a clang, he drew his sword and pointed it at Xiao Qianfeng. His aura suddenly multiplied. It was peerlessly domineering. It was as if a landslide and a torrent were going to destroy everything.
His Hundred Refinements Sword was different from the norm. It was wider, thicker, and longer. The body of the sword was firm and straight, filled with power. It gave people a strong pressure. It was a great sword that had been refined a hundred times.
"My sword is endlessly sharp." Xiao Qianfeng remained unmoved. His tone was resolute as he condensed his endless sharp aura into a sword. With a slash of his sword, he sliced apart the torrent that was surging towards him.
With a flash of cold light, Xiao Qianfeng unsheathed his sword and pointed it at Yuwen Wenhua. A faint golden light slowly flowed forward from the body of the sword. It seemed to have an endless momentum, forcing the tip of the sword to form a subtle sword light.
A gust of wind rose from the ground, whistling over. When it rushed past the two of them, countless sharp blades sliced through the wind, shattering it into countless pieces.
Everyone held their breaths and widened their eyes, afraid to miss a single detail.
"Why do I feel that this Xiao Qianfeng's strength isn't beneath second senior brother's?"
"I also have the same feeling. Even though his sword Qi cultivation is only at the middle stage of the ninth stage, if they really fight, he might not be much weaker than second senior brother."
"This disciple is very shocking. I can't see through him." Luo Tianxiong said softly with an unconcealable smile on his face. "This is the fortune of our Qingfeng Sword Sect. The more disciples we have, the stronger our sect will be in the future."
All the elders nodded in agreement, the smiles on their faces were obvious.
"Come, let's fight. Let me see how strong you really are." Yuwen Wenhua shouted. His voice was like rolling thunder. He held the sword with both hands and slashed down. The wind whistled, forming a faint golden crescent moon. It was extremely aggressive and overbearing, capable of splitting mountains and breaking peaks.
The pure action of swinging the sword actually caused the air to be compressed into sword Qi, which slashed towards Xiao Qianfeng first.
Xiao Qianfeng's face was indifferent, but his eyes were filled with a shocking fanaticism. He took a step forward and shot towards Yuwen Wenhua like an arrow. He waved his sword, shattering the sword Qi, and stabbed out with an unstoppable intent.
"Come on!" Yuwen Wenhua glared at Xiao Qianfeng angrily. He roared and pressed down with his sword. His terrifying aura was suffocating. Xiao Qianfeng's sword didn't change its direction. Endless sharp light pressed forward.
Yuwen Wenhua's expression changed slightly. He clenched his fists and suddenly twisted. The large sword spun like an angry dragon breaking through the sea. It rolled up a strong pressure, and the air became sticky like flowing water, squeezing Xiao Qianfeng.
"Open!" With a low shout, Xiao Qianfeng's entire body radiated a sharp and fierce aura. As he thrust out his sword, a shockingly faint golden light surged out. The half-inch sword energy swallowed and spat out, as if it had pierced through the void and blasted the air apart, forming a conical vacuum.
"Half-inch sword Qi! A ninth phase middle stage disciple can actually do that! "
"Isn't only tenth phase cultivation able to force out the sword Qi?" The elders were all shocked.
A clanging sound like a clap of thunder exploded. A huge bell shook, and the terrifying sound of metal colliding was extremely ear-piercing. Everyone covered their ears, and a painful expression appeared on their faces. They felt dizzy, and the weaker ones even staggered a few steps.
Xiao Qianfeng's indomitable sword was blocked by Yuwen Wenhua. The tip of the sword pierced the middle of the sword, and a faint golden ripple exploded. The ripple quickly spread out, and sparks flew. The dust on the sword platform was swept up into the sky.
"So strong!" Yuwen Wenhua was shocked. The aura of this sword was too terrifying. When he blocked it, there was actually a sharp light that pierced through his hundred refined sword and stabbed towards his chest. If he didn't use the sword Qi to block it in time, he would have suffered some internal injuries. Even if he blocked it, he still felt a little stuffy in his chest.
Xiao Qianfeng's expression didn't change after his indomitable sword was blocked. He leaped into the air, withdrew his sword, and swung it 360 degrees. The sword Qi was swift and fierce, and like a storm, it swept out.
"So fast!" Yuwen Wenhua hurriedly wielded his sword. His great skill seemed clumsy, but it was also full of sharpness. He raised his sword and directly broke through the storm of sword Qi, releasing a thick sword Qi that swept across the sky and slashed towards Xiao Qianfeng.
The sword shattered the sword Qi, and shot down from the sky. It drove straight ahead, pressing forward courageously.
Yuwen Wenhua roared and swung his sword. Like the autumn wind sweeping away fallen leaves, the faint golden sword Qi formed an arc and slashed towards Xiao Qianfeng.
The collision between the tyrannical strength and the indomitable spirit caused the mountains to collapse and the earth to shake. The intense energy impact caused sparks to fly in all directions. The terrifying sound of the collision almost shattered the void.
One was up and one was down, one was high and one was low. The two figures almost froze. In the next second, Xiao Qianfeng's figure changed, and Yuwen Wenhua stood still. Countless phantoms leaped and overlapped, and countless sparks flew. One could only vaguely see two faint golden swords clashing again and again. It was dazzling.
"So … so strong …" The inner disciples and many elite disciples were all shocked.
"So swift and fierce!" Li Yi and Wang Tinghao were shocked for the first time.
"Good, if Xiao Qianfeng can win, our Soaring Wind Courtyard will have two disciples enter the fourth round." The Soaring Wind Courtyard Master was secretly happy and beamed with joy. "At that time, Xiao Qianfeng might have a chance to fight for the championship. As for Chu Mu, he might have a slight chance to fight for the top three."
Chu Mu didn't blink as he stared at the battle between Xiao Qianfeng and Yuwen Wenhua. He was secretly surprised.
"After not seeing him for a few months, Xiao Qianfeng's swordsmanship has obviously improved a lot. He is no longer inferior to Yuwen Wenhua. He might even have touched the threshold of the swordsmanship master realm."
"Retreat!" Xiao Qianfeng's speed was too fast. Yuwen Wenhua could only defend. He completely erupted with sword qi and focused on the Hundred Refined Great Sword. With a shout, he slashed with all his strength. This slash seemed to be able to cut through a mountain.
With a clang, Xiao Qianfeng's sword vibrated. He borrowed the force to move to Yuwen Wenhua's side and slashed out.
Yuwen Wenhua's expression changed. He didn't have time to change his sword style. He raised his hand and pointed his finger like a sword, shooting out several sword qi.
Xiao Qianfeng's sword drew a circle in the air, shattering several streaks of sword Qi. As the half-inch sword light swallowed and spat out, it pierced out with a determination as if there was nowhere to escape.
"Not good."
His scalp went numb. Yuwen Wenhua's expression changed greatly as he quickly retreated. Xiao Qianfeng was like a sword coming from the west.
Retreat, retreat, retreat!
Unknowingly, Yuwen Wenhua had already retreated to the edge of the Sword Discourse Platform.
"Fight!" Clenching his teeth, Yuwen Wenhua held his sword with both hands. His aura was extremely domineering. He slashed from the bottom right to the top left. It was as if a rapidly flowing river was in front of him. The river was cut in half by this slash.
Mid-level metal sword skill: River Break!
"The winner is about to be decided." Chu Mu and the others' eyes twitched. Their pupils instantly shrank.
"Brother Yuwen is about to win." The inner disciples and some elite disciples of the main palace all thought. They were overjoyed.
However, Yuwen Wenhua's expression changed greatly. Under this mid-level sword skill, Xiao Qianfeng disappeared. Out of the corner of his eye, he saw a fierce figure appear from the side like a ghost. At the same time, a light murderous sound rang out.
"My sword has infinite sharpness and endless sharpness."
Yuwen Wenhua's scalp went numb. He suddenly felt a chill on his neck. Before he could react, he seemed to hear a slashing sound and felt a sharp pain on his neck. He saw a drop of blood flying out from the corner of his eye.
Xiao Qianfeng landed on the ground. There was a trace of scarlet on the tip of his sword. There was a small wound on Yuwen Wenhua's neck.
"Second brother actually … actually lost …" The disciples of the main palace couldn't believe it.
Everyone could see that Xiao Qianfeng had held back. Otherwise, Yuwen Wenhua wouldn't have suffered such a light injury.
Yuwen Wenhua's expression changed. In the end, he let out a breath and put away his sword. He saluted Xiao Qianfeng. His eyes were filled with fighting spirit. "I lost this time. Thank you for holding back. But next time, I will win."
"From now on, you can only look at my back." Xiao Qianfeng shook off the scarlet on the tip of his sword and put it back into its sheath. His tone was indifferent, but the arrogance in it was amazing.