Between the lightning and flint, Changsun Fengye and Chen Qingyuan struck at the same time. The tips of the two swords were facing each other. Due to the strong sword force, they did not collide. They were half a foot apart.
"Chichi..."
A huge storm formed on the arena, and the void around the two people shattered. Two different sword intentions were testing each other, just like water and fire that are incompatible.
Just by the power of this sword, everyone knew that the swordsmanship of the two men was in a state of returning to nature, and they were quite surprised.
"What a genius in swordsmanship!"
an elder of the Song family exclaimed.
"Donglong"
was in a stalemate for a moment, and the collision of powerful swords caused the two of them to retreat.
Chen Qingyuan's eyes narrowed, and he was not surprised by the strength displayed by Changsun Fengye. In fact, this is just the tip of the iceberg for Changsun Fengye.
Boom -
In the blink of an eye, Chen Qingyuan struck again, the sword came out like a dragon, with a dazzling cold light.
Changsun Fengye swung his sword out and blocked it easily.
Then, Changsun Fengye used a sword technique, and hundreds of sword lights condensed from behind, all aimed at Chen Qingyuan, which was extremely cold.
"Imperative!"
Following Changsun Fengye's voice, hundreds of sword rays shot out in unison.
The younger generation were frightened when they saw this scene. If they stood on the stage and fought in the same realm, they might not be able to catch even one sword, let alone hundreds of swords.
Chen Qingyuan was not afraid and waited until the sword light was within ten feet of his body before he made any move.
Lift the sword and point it forward.
Buzz!
A spherical sword energy barrier suddenly appeared, protecting Chen Qingyuan within it.
No matter how Changsun Fengye tried, he still couldn't break through Chen Qingyuan's defense.
"Rumble, rumble..."
Hundreds of sword lights pierced the barrier, and they all shattered, failing to hurt Chen Qingyuan at all.
After this round, Chen Qingyuan turned from defense to offense and swept across with one sword.
Wow -
the remaining coercion falling on the sword energy barrier, coupled with the sword wielded by Chen Qingyuan with all his strength, all rushed towards Changsun Fengye.
Due to the range of the arena, Changsun Fengye could not dodge and could only take it head-on.
"Bang!"
In the blink of an eye, Changsun Fengye swung his sword. Although he blocked Chen Qingyuan's sword, he still fell back a thousand meters due to the powerful sword power.
The arena is suppressed by forbidden laws. Otherwise, if they were left to compete outside, the noise would definitely be much greater.
"Dang——"
Chen Qingyuan took advantage of the situation to pursue him, jumped into the air, and struck condescendingly. Suddenly, the sword spirit roared, and many monks outside the field were shocked to have their swords sensed, unsheathed directly, and made a buzzing sound.
"Come on!"
Changsun Fengye was very excited and immediately made a plan to fight head-on, thrusting out a sword from bottom to top.
Boom -
A head-on attack, Chen Qingyuan was slightly at the upper hand, but a sword mark appeared on Changsun Fengye's left shoulder, and blood slowly flowed out.
A huge pit appeared on the floor of the ring, but it was quickly repaired by the forbidden law.
"The Holy Son is injured!"
The elders of Piaomiao Palace showed a look of shock.
It was the first time for them to see the Holy Son injured in a peer-to-peer competition, so it was normal to have such a big reaction.
More importantly, under normal circumstances, Changsun Fengye couldn't beat Chen Qingyuan, so he would have to reveal his trump card. Regarding some of Changsun Fengye's trump cards, Piao Miao Palace really didn't want to reveal them so early.
However, now that the war has begun, the elders have no way to stop it and can only watch the battle silently.
"As expected of the opponent I have chosen, it is indeed not simple."
Changsun Fengye took a look at the injured area, but instead of being angry, he smiled.
The two fought for dozens more rounds, back and forth, and neither could do anything to the other.
The arena has been broken many times. Fortunately, it has the power of the forbidden law, otherwise it would have been turned into ruins long ago.
Everyone watched this battle with concentration.
"If the fight continues, we won't be able to hold back."
The smell of danger became stronger and stronger, coming from all over the place. Although Chen Qingyuan injured Changsun Fengye, it was only a superficial injury.
"I can't hold it back,
it's exactly what I want." Changsun Fengye wanted to force out some of Chen Qingyuan's trump cards.
Immediately, Changsun Fengye's face showed a slight change.
His eyes turned red, like seeds, growing countless tiny roots that spread to various parts of his cheeks, looking a little weird.
At the same time, a soul-suffocating smell filled the air from Changsun Fengye's body, filling every corner of the arena.
"Chen Qingyuan, I have to be serious." Changsun Fengye's voice was slightly low, like an ancient beast whispering, extremely majestic and full of oppression: "You have to show your true skills, otherwise you will lose it. If it takes my life, I will be very sad."
A hint of evil smell, like a demon originally sealed in Changsun Fengye's body, was released by him.
The Holy Son has indeed come this far!
The senior management of Piaomiao Palace sighed deep in their hearts. They really didn't want Changsun Fengye to reveal his trump card so early.
"Chen Qingyuan can force out the second personality of the Holy Son, which is really extraordinary."
The elders looked at Chen Qingyuan carefully and admired secretly.
"What's going on, Young Master Changsun?"
The people of the Song family didn't know the specific situation of Changsun Fengye, so they were very surprised and started talking about it.
"He learned the forbidden technique of Piaomiao Palace!"
As the clan leader, Song Xiufeng was well-informed. He was confused for just a moment before suddenly realizing it, with a look of shock on his face.
That gate-locking technique is said to have made a contract with the devil, releasing the darkest side of the human body. If you can control it, your talents and strength will be ten times stronger, or even more.
However, in the nearly 100,000-year history of the Piaomiao Palace, those who practiced this forbidden technique would either die or be devoured by their own dark side and turn into the body of a demon, thus being tearfully purged by the sect.
All in all, the power of the forbidden technique is indeed terrifying, but the side effects are also very obvious.
If Changsun Fengye's Taoist heart wavers, he will be counterattacked by the forbidden technique, and the consequences are unpredictable.
"I'm afraid your sect's move is inappropriate."
Song Xiufeng looked at the great elder of Piaomiao Palace with a solemn expression. If this technique is not controlled well, it is easy to cultivate a powerful evil cultivator with a weird personality.
"This is the Holy Son's opportunity, and we have no right to interfere. As early as two hundred years ago, the Holy Son accidentally learned the forbidden technique and controlled it very well. If the Holy Son is unable to control this technique in the future, the Piaomiao Palace will automatically Take corresponding responsibility."
Now that it has been exposed, the great elder does not hide it and speaks out.
"You have been practicing two hundred years ago, and nothing has happened to break the balance?"
Song Xiufeng asked in surprise, his brows twitching.
"No." The great elder slowly shook his head and glanced at the eldest grandson Fengye on the stage, his eyes full of pride and pride: "This forbidden technique is a disaster for us, but for the Holy Son, it is even more powerful. "
After years of practice, Changsun Fengye can switch personalities very well.
When he releases his second personality, he becomes bloodthirsty and cruel, and his strength increases greatly. Even so, he still retains his sanity and his consciousness will not be swallowed up by the forbidden technique.
Once the forbidden technique is mastered, Changsun Fengye will be able to completely control the second personality without any accidents.
"Such a monster, who of the same generation in Beihuang can match him?"
If it was true as the great elder said, Song Xiufeng could not imagine that any of the younger generation in Beihuang could challenge the eldest grandson Fengye.
Then, Song Xiufeng set his sights on Chen Qingyuan.
In a battle with the same realm, can Chen Qingyuan be able to withstand it?
Whoosh!
Changsun Fengye smiled evilly and appeared in front of Chen Qingyuan in an instant. He let go of the sword in his hand and punched out.
With a "boom", even though Chen Qingyuan had used Taoist skills to resist, he was still knocked far away, and his body directly hit the barrier at the edge of the ring, causing the barrier to flicker with light waves.
It hurts so much!
Chen Qingyuan stared closely at Changsun Fengye not far away, knowing that if he didn't show something real, he probably wouldn't be able to last five hundred rounds.
"Like a monster."
The strength of the second personality Changsun Fengye increased more than ten times, which put Chen Qingyuan under tremendous pressure.
A holy golden elixir in his body began to rotate, which meant that Chen Qingyuan planned to expose a small part of his true strength. He didn't want to be beaten violently by Changsun Fengye, so he had to be serious.