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As soon as he takes action, it is the famous stunt of the Light Sword, and there is no light in the world.

There is nothing flashy about this sword, only fast, extremely fast. Even his sword intention contains the secret of speed.

But Qin Hao closed his eyes under this sword. Compared with his speed, he was not as good as the flowing light sword.

But his sword is free and unrestrained, as if it comes from the sky and has no boundaries.

At this moment, Qin Hao seemed to have returned to the Sword Valley, back to the time when Master Sword God used stones to teach him how to practice swordsmanship.

Before the spectators around could see clearly how the Flowing Light Sword was thrust out, Qin Hao and the Flowing Light Sword made a forceful move and each retreated more than ten meters.

Liu Guang Jian's eyes were full of energy and he couldn't help but praise:

"good."

After this move, Qin Hao was truly qualified to fight him in his heart.

Qin Hao has also realized that the strength of the person in front of him is definitely not comparable to that of the old woman at the Hundred Flowers Banquet that day. If he does not show his true ability, he may not be able to win at all.

The flowing light sword rose into the air and whispered:

"Take my sword again."

After that, he raised the long sword high in his hand, and the noon sun seemed to condense on the tip of his sword. In an instant, the tip of the long sword in his hand burst out with dazzling rays of light like fireworks, extremely All gorgeous.

In the pergola, Ling'er couldn't help but hold Zhong Wushuang's arm, her knuckles turning white.

Zhong Wushuang smiled and said:

"Aren't you worried about Qin Hao?"

Ling'er shook her head and said:

"It's fake. How could you not be worried?"

Zhong Wushuang was stunned and said nothing.

In the field, Qin Hao looked at the move of the Flowing Light Sword, and a faint golden light began to appear on his body.

The Flowing Light Sword looked at Qin Hao, and the long sword in his hand suddenly fell.

The beams of light that bloomed seemed to have turned into dangerous streams of light and flew towards Qin Hao. The speed was so fast that only flashes of light could be seen.

In an instant, the place where Qin Hao stood seemed to be covered by dense artillery fire. Rolling dust and smoke rose, completely covering his body and blocking everyone's sight.

The Flowing Light Sword fell back to the ground and stared forward. He knew that it was impossible to defeat Qin Hao so easily with this sword.

He waved his hand, and the energy of heaven and earth surged. In an instant, it seemed as if a Category 10 hurricane had rolled up, blowing away the dust and smoke, revealing Qin Hao's figure.

I saw that Qin Hao was indeed safe and sound, surrounded by a golden ancient bell.

Qin Hao exhaled slightly, feeling a little amazed in his heart.

The power of the Flowing Light Sword is unbelievably powerful. His golden bell has been trained to the highest level and can withstand damage ten times the strength of his own Qi. And the strength of his Qi is no weaker than that of an average ninth-grade master.

But just now under the move of the Flowing Light Sword, his golden bell was shaking, and was even in danger of collapsing. One can imagine how strong the opponent's sword was.

"Senior, I have received two swords from you. Next, I will also have one sword. Please correct me, senior."

Long Yuan waved in his hand, the true energy overflowed, and the sword intent came instantly.

At this moment, the Flowing Light Sword seemed to be surrounded by countless sharp swords.

His eyes were a little solemn, remembering the legend about the Sword God.

"This must be the Qiankun Sword Technique of Canyi Sword God."

Qin Hao nodded slightly and said:

"That's right, Qiankun Sword Jue, heaven and earth are swords."

As soon as he finished speaking, the power of the sword in Qin Hao's hand suddenly changed. The vitality of heaven and earth was condensed and formed in the hands of a sixth-grade martial artist in him. With the help of the power of Tianpin swordsmanship and his already excellent soul, Qin Hao actually used A method that only ninth-grade masters can use.

At this moment, the Flowing Light Sword no longer felt like it was surrounded by sharp swords, but it was actually surrounded by pale golden sword energy.

Within a radius of tens of meters around the flowing light sword, it turned into a sword field.

It was only then that the crowd of onlookers finally understood why Qin Hao dared to challenge the ninth-level master. It has to be said that he once again created a miracle. With a mere sixth-level cultivation, he challenged the ninth-level master, and looking at it like this, he seemed to be fighting Evenly matched.

"Oh my God, is this the descendant of the Sword God?"

"No wonder he became the most powerful genius in the world."

A female judge even looked at Qin Hao with peach blossoms in her eyes, and could no longer move her eyes away.

After Qin Hao's sword power was accumulated, his chest rose and fell quite a bit.

"Please, take the sword."

Long Yuan suddenly fell down from his hand, and in an instant, all the sword shadows in this sword field began to move as if following a certain pattern.

The Flowing Light Sword raised its sword to meet him, and the long sword in his hand once again erupted with beams of light, colliding with the flying sword shadow.

The venue seemed to be bombarded by a series of bombs, and the sound of explosions was endless.

Qin Hao danced with his sword in the air, and the sword shadows formed by the condensed energy of heaven and earth were flying with his sword dance, like a sword formation, strict and orderly.

The Flowing Light Sword tried its best to deal with it. Although it seemed to be suppressed, it actually did not hurt it at all.

Qin Hao gritted his teeth, activated the sword technique with his left hand, and whispered:

"Wandering around."

The wandering sword flew out in response and penetrated into the sword array.

The crowd of people watching suddenly burst into an uproar.

Isn't this sword-controlling technique something only a tenth-grade sword immortal or above can use?

Although those below the tenth level can wield swords through the air, they are powered by true energy. Not only are their flying speeds slow, their flexibility is also completely insufficient, and they cannot be used against enemies at all.

On the other hand, Qin Hao's sword was flying like an elf, with full dexterity. This was not something anyone below the tenth rank could achieve, let alone a sixth rank.

Flowing Light Sword was also shocked, but he was a real master after all and would not be distracted by this.

But next, even he had to have a slight ripple in his state of mind.

After using the Divine Wandering Sword, Qin Hao whispered again:

"Zhanlu, Jiazi."

Two more swords rose into the air and joined the sword formation.

At this moment, both the crowd of onlookers and the flowing light sword in the sword formation were all shocked beyond measure.

They all knew that Yi Shen could control swords, but to control three swords at once was unheard of.

Not only does this require the sword wielder to have an extremely powerful spirit, but the requirements for the sword are also extremely demanding. It must be a sword that is spiritual and naturally psychic.

Moreover, since ancient times, when swordsmen practice swordsmanship, they have basically formed a mental connection with a certain sword. With so many distractions, how can one ensure that the sword is clear?

With the addition of three swords, the pressure on the Flowing Light Sword doubled. Even at his speed, it was still somewhat stretched.

He also realized that he would definitely lose if this continued, so the Light Sword no longer took the initiative to defend. He was shaken, and a dazzling sword light lit up on his body. The energy of the world surged crazily, and a huge lightsaber shot straight into the sky.

"This is my last sword. If you can take it, I will admit defeat."

The sound of the Flowing Light Sword spread in all directions, and the sky was quickly covered by clouds, leaving only a gap under the sun, allowing the sunlight to shine in without any hindrance. It was as if a fairy light falling from the sky fell on the Flowing Light Sword, setting him off. Not like ordinary people.