Clash Of The Sword Titans

At the critical moment, Song Yiming's face turned extremely pale, as if he were dead. He suddenly grasped a jade tablet in his hand, and squeezed it hard.

The next moment, his figure became extremely blurred, and in the blink of an eye, he moved to the other side of the sword fighting arena, a place a hundred meters away. Chen Fang's red and black sword aura immediately disappeared.

"Transforming Jade Talisman!"

"Another high-grade spiritual weapon!"

Above the stands, everyone was in an uproar. Unexpectedly, there was a third spiritual weapon on Song Yiming's body.

This shape-changing jade talisman can make people move within a hundred meters at a speed that is difficult for the naked eye to catch. It is very practical whether it is escaping or chasing. If it weren't for it, Song Yiming wouldn't have been able to take Chen Fang's sword just now, but now, he has gained time to breathe.

However, Chen Fang didn't care about it. Because he had the information provided by Chen Xiaolan, he was very clear about the flaws of this high-grade spiritual weapon with astonishing effects.

"The shape-shifting jade talisman is indeed a good thing, but it needs to gather aura before it can be used, and it can only be used at least once an hour. I want to see where you are going next."

Chen Fang was neither slow nor fast, and slowly pushed forward. On the edge of the sword, the red and black sword energy faltered, carrying a palpitating aura of destruction.

"Chen Fang, don't be complacent. Do you think that you can drive me to a dead end? I'll let you see the real trump card of the Song family!"

Song Yiming gritted his teeth and said, his hands changed continuously, making a series of dazzling handprints. Hearing a "buzz", the light silver dragon and tiger light armor actually began to dim, and all the auras began to gather from all directions to the center, and finally, they gathered into a very bright spot!

This point swam around Song Yiming's chest, then moved forward along his shoulders and arms, and finally, all of it was poured into the Fiery Sword.

In an instant, this high-grade spirit sword seemed to have been given a powerful medicine for tigers and wolves. The flames on it rose sharply, and even faintly revealed a huge sword shadow that was more than ten meters long!

"Take one move from me, Fire Flow Sword!"

Song Yiming held the hilt of the sword with both hands, stepped out with one step, and slashed down from top to bottom.

At this moment, the huge sword shadow turned from virtual to real, and became a huge sword with real fire, and it was like breaking a mountain all the way. Under the oppression of this flaming giant sword, the surrounding air receded towards both sides like a tide, and the billowing heat flow permeated the air, creating howling gusts of wind!

The power of this sword has completely reached the level of the third level of true energy, and the sword energy is manifested, turning the virtual into reality. In an instant, it was as if a volcano erupted in front of Chen Fang!

However, in the face of the flames that filled the sky, Chen Fang's expression did not change at all, his dark eyes remained motionless like an ancient well.

He sneered, and shook the hand holding the sword lightly. Immediately, the red and black sword energy spun like a top, and the tip was like a drill bit carved out of diamond!

A sword stabbed out, and with the force of rotation, the blade met the huge flaming sword from the front. In an instant, an extremely sharp sound resounded on the big sword fighting platform!

The sound forced most people to cover their ears, causing the window glass and even the stone bricks on the ground to vibrate, and fine dust burst out from the gaps, like fountains. Everything is trembling, only those masters who have reached the supernatural power level can directly resist with mana, but even so, their faces are not good-looking, which shows how harsh the sound is!

Being hit by Chen Fang's move, the flaming giant sword suddenly sparked, and the sword energy flew, and suddenly there was a crisp sound of "boom"!

There is no sign,

The entire huge sword was broken in half from the center, and turned into countless pieces of flames, which exploded at once, like countless fireworks blooming at the same time.

At the same time, Song Yiming, like a kite with a broken string, was blown up to a height of five or six meters!

Blood spurted out from the cracks in his armor, like a fountain of blood rain. Then he fell straight down, and hit a big hole on the sword fighting ring in one fell swoop. His whole body was sunk in it, his bones were shattered, his muscles and bones were broken, and he couldn't even move his fingers.

With a "boom", all the Jiange disciples in the stands stood up excitedly.

"I lost!"

"I have three spiritual weapons, and they are all top-grade and top-grade, so I lost!"

"However, this is also a matter of course, because Senior Brother Chen Fang is a real swordsman genius!"

The children of those aristocratic families all had gloomy faces, and their eyes were full of awe when they looked at Chen Fang. And those commoner disciples were all flushed, they were happier than they won the victory. But no matter which side they were on, they were all shocked by Chen Fang's strength at the moment.

If Song Yiming, who possesses three spiritual weapons, is equivalent to a master of the third level of true energy, then how strong is Chen Fang, who defeated Song Yiming with a destructive force?

The first person in the True Legend of Jiange!

I don't know when, someone has already started calling out such a title.

But on the sword fighting arena, listening to the uproarious voices, Song Yiming's expression was extremely gloomy.

The Fierce Flame Sword was broken, broken into countless fragments.

The Dragon and Tiger Bright Light Armor is useless, all the spiritual energy has been exhausted, and the two soul beasts have also been beheaded.

Even his own bones are broken at this moment, and his meridians are cut off. No matter how much he cultivates in the future, it is impossible to achieve any more achievements.

Moreover, this is a battle of life and death. As a loser, he has no right to think about the "future".

Because at this moment, the culprit of all this, the unbelievably strong black-haired boy, just stood quietly in front of Song Yiming, looking down at him with a condescending gaze.

Then, Chen Slow slowly raised the long sword in his hand, a red and black sword energy burst out, forced the air, and landed only half an inch away from Song Yiming's neck.

"Chen Fang, how dare you! How dare you kill my son of the Song family in broad daylight!"

A roar full of anger sounded from a box.

The owner of the voice was Song Changming, the senior member of the Song family who used to oppress Chen Fang with his eyes during the autumn hunt, a master of the supernatural powers. Only this time, his gaze couldn't have any effect anymore.

Chen Fang has already reached the Real Qi Realm cultivation base, and the innate sword energy protects the body. Although it is impossible to be an opponent of the Supernatural Power Realm, it is just the pressure contained in the eyes, and he can fully bear it.

Besides, this is the Great Sword Fighting Arena, elders of Jiange, how could it be possible for the Song family to be presumptuous here?

Therefore, when he heard Song Changming's hysterical yelling, Chen Fang just smiled lightly and didn't answer at all.

His sword is the best answer.

The fine steel long sword pressed down lightly, and a deep bloodstain immediately appeared on Song Yiming's neck.

"Song Changming, do you want to save this trash, or do you want me to kill him quickly?"

Chen Fang raised his head, glanced at Song Changming, and then asked in a mocking tone.

"you……"

Song Changming wanted to say more, but a word stuck in his throat and he couldn't get it out.

Because he was used to being tough, he didn't think about it at all. Even if Chen Fang is willing to let Song Yiming go, it is absolutely impossible for the Song family to remain strong. Otherwise, wouldn't it mean that Chen Fang was afraid of the Song family, so he didn't dare to kill him? What's the difference between that and Chen Fang apologizing to Song Yiming at the beginning? What is the point of this life and death battle?

If the Song family continues to be so strong, then Chen Fang's only choice is to use bloody killings to warn and frighten them, to prove that he is stronger than the Song family!

If Song Yiming really wanted to live, then there was only one way.

Song Changming quickly thought of this method, but his face turned green and pale, and his hands clenched into fists, because his arrogance did not allow him to do so.

"Oh, that's all, this time, our Song family ignored it."

At this moment, another voice sounded.

"My lord, this..."

Song Changming's body trembled, his face suddenly became extremely ugly, and he turned around quickly.

There, a middle-aged man with a long beard stood still with a calm expression. This person is the head of the Song family, Song Changhao.

The Patriarch of the Song family bowed his head openly on this big sword fighting arena!

For a moment, the others involuntarily fell silent. Even the elders of Jiange looked over one by one, wanting to see what this well-known big shot in Yunjian City was going to say.

"Young friend Chen Fang, you are indeed a kendo genius that is rarely seen in a hundred years. Given time, your future is limitless. A person like you should be able to accommodate others. If the dog is not properly disciplined, if he can survive this time, I will What do you think of sending him to Yunying Castle to serve for three years?"

Yunying Castle is located six thousand miles north of Yunjian City, and further north, there is a huge unfathomable crack in the ground, which can lead directly to the underground world. And across this seam is the territory controlled by the Sangvis faction.

It can be said that there is the front line of the Loulan Royal Faction, where the battlefield is located, no matter whether it is the many races and monsters in the underground world, the forces of the Iron Blood Faction, or the bandits everywhere, none of them are easy to deal with.

Song Changhao publicly bowed his head and sent Song Yiming to Yunying Castle to atone for his crimes. It can be said to be a very sincere apology.

However, Chen Fang shook his head, and said calmly: "Patriarch Song dares to act, I admire you. However, do you think I might go to war for a mere Song Yiming, and propose some life-and-death battle? His weight, Not enough for me to do it."

"Oh? Then what do you want?" Song Changhao frowned and asked involuntarily.

"Spirit pool."

From Chen Fang's mouth, slowly spit out these two words.

Upon hearing these two words, Song Changhao's face suddenly changed. He smiled bitterly, and then said in a firm tone: "This is impossible, you should be very clear."

There are a total of nine spirit pools in Yunjian City, two of which belong to the City Lord's Mansion, three of which belong to Jiange, and four of which belong to aristocratic families. Among them, the Song family occupies two. It can be said that this is the basis for them to gain a foothold in Yunjian City, and it is also the foundation for becoming the number one wealthy family here.

Even if Song Changhao wanted to protect his son, it was impossible for him to exchange such an important thing. Even if he agreed, the Song family would not agree.

However, Chen Fang shook his head and said again: "Patriarch Song misunderstood, of course I will not peep into the ownership of the Lingchi. However, I would like to ask the Song family to open the Lingchi for three years and provide four entries each year. Quota in Spirit Pond. These quotas will be given to Jiange disciples who take the initiative to go to Yunying Castle and make certain meritorious deeds!"

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