C525 The Blade Force and the Edge of the Sword

On the Heavenly Sword Sect's life and death arena, two black beams of light intertwined together. It was Du Pengfei and Zhuang Peng who were using their black wind wings to fight.

The two of them fought from the arena to the sky before landing on the side of the arena. The cracks on the life and death arena were as dense as spider webs. It was as if they had experienced a violent battle and were wreaking havoc. In reality, the wind from the intense battle between the two of them was like a group of sharp blades that were flying and cutting. The powerful destructive force was even able to scatter the air.

"Boom!"

The two black lights suddenly collided together, and a soft sound echoed out as a visible ripple spread out in all directions. The two of them flew backwards in this collision, and both of them landed on the edge of the arena.

"Swoosh! Swoosh!"

Du Pengfei exhaled deeply and his chest heaved up and down. It was obvious that he had consumed a lot of energy during the exchange just now. On the other hand, it was the same for Zhuang Peng.

Obviously, he was only at the Sword Master Peak, and his true qi couldn't sustain the intense fight for such a long period of time. Each of them took out a medicinal pill and consumed it. They didn't have Jian Ao's terrifying absorption speed. They could only circulate their cultivation technique and absorb the medicinal strength to recover their true qi. At the same time, they were hostile to their opponent. There was no way they could fight while eating medicine like Jian Ao did.

Everyone watched as they sat cross-legged on the side of the arena. They were speechless. This was a life and death battle! It was not an ordinary battle. The loser had to get out of the Heavenly Sword Sect! Qi Mo was fighting to the death, and he wished he could use his name. As for the two of you. . . Halfway through the battle, he sat cross-legged on the ground to recover his true qi when he realized that his true qi was insufficient. Was this really good? Not good. It was completely unlike the two parties in a life and death battle. Instead, it was as if they were exchanging pointers.

Even Lee Xuantong, Xu Qing, and the others couldn't figure it out. However, they couldn't interrupt and reprimand him. After all, it wasn't just one person who stopped.

In fact, only the two of them knew that the real battle would only begin when they recovered their True Qi. In their hearts, there was only life and death today. It was not for anything else, but just for one person with the surname Du and the surname Zhuang.

The two families now encountered each other as if they were natural enemies. They had to decide life and death.

Almost at the same time, both of their eyes opened, and a ray of light passed through their pupils. That was the residual medicinal strength of the medicinal pill, the reaction in their eyes.

"That was just a warm-up. The main show has just begun. " Zhuang Peng stood up and said coldly.

"I think so too. " Du Pengfei did not back down. He was afraid. "After warming up, we will naturally use the main course and start the main show!"

Their pupils turned red almost immediately. It was because their killing intent had reached an extreme.

"Then let me see how powerful the Blade Strength is!" Du Pengfei said faintly. However, his tone was filled with endless seriousness. Obviously, the Blade Strength martial skill was very powerful to him.

"As you wish!" Zhuang Peng laughed.

The wings of the black wind on his back that had dimmed suddenly flapped, and a fierce wind blew.

Zhuang Peng's body flashed, and a black light flashed in the daytime. It was insignificant, but it was extremely dazzling.

The current Zhuang Peng was like this. The treasured saber that was originally unable to be sealed suddenly vibrated with a buzzing sound. The saber had yet to be unsheathed when a wave of saber dizziness bloomed even more than before.

"Clang!"

A soft sound rang out. It was Zhuang Peng's treasured saber that had been unsheathed. His saber was filled with white light, which was unusually dense. From afar, it looked like a white moon, but the difference was that it was more curved than any other moon.

Maybe it was more like a crescent moon.

"First level of the Blade Strength!"

The white crescent moon followed Zhuang Peng and slashed forward. With a "Hu" sound, it roared out. It was as fast as lightning. This was the description of this phenomenon.

However, the most shocking thing was that behind the crescent moon, another crescent moon appeared, exactly the same as the previous one. It seemed to have been carved from the same mold.

In fact, it was the same.

"Blade Strength," the force of the blade! The second crescent was the force of the first crescent. Compared to the Blade Strength, the so-called force was an attack that was exactly the same as the first crescent moon!

Everyone was shocked, but Du Pengfei did not. He was very familiar with the Blade Strength. The Blade Strength had five layers, and its strength was increasing. The first and second layers might not be much, but the strength of the third layer had undergone a qualitative change.

Even a Great Sword Master Peak might not be able to withstand two Third Level Blade Strength.

This was the terrifying aspect of a martial skill created by a Conferred King. Otherwise, a Conferred King would not be fabricated as an existence akin to a god and needed to be looked up to!

"You have the Blade Strength, and I have the sword as well!"

Du Pengfei's pupils constricted. The sword in his hand suddenly flashed. In the next second, the entire sword turned golden. It was overflowing with brilliant lights and golden lights!

Sword Edge was also created by a king warrior, but it was unknown whether its power could be compared to Blade Strength. After all, they had never fought against it before.

"Sword Edge!"

The sword that had turned silver into gold suddenly thrust forward like a sudden thrust. The tip of the sword was enlarging, but its speed had reached an extreme.

The martial skill Sword Edge did not have any fancy attacking methods. It only had a stab!

To a swordsman, an attack did not need any fancy moves. As long as it could kill, it was a good attack because the sword itself was a killing sword!

Every move of the sword was a stab. Each move was more fatal than the last.

"Bang!"

The sword was a stab. The Blade Strength Blood Fang clashed with each other, but it didn't make any loud noise. It didn't even make a sound. The only thing that could be seen was the continuous twisting of the two attacks. The ripples were indeed ripples, but they were actually spatial ripples.

With Du Pengfei and the others' strength, they could not have such a stir, but the martial skills they used were!

The reason why they were able to shake the space and create ripples was entirely because of the merits of the martial skills. This was an instinctive contest of martial skills.

When martial skills created ripples in space, then the master who created it must have already touched upon the existence of the "true meaning of martial arts," or had already comprehended the true meaning of martial arts.

There were many kinds of true meaning of martial arts, such as sword intent, saber intent, and so on. If one cultivated them, they would be able to shatter the void. This was the True Intent of the Martial Path!

Unfortunately, it was possible that the two martial techniques were inextricably linked. Even after being entangled for so long, it was still indisputable!

"Boom!"

All of a sudden, an intense vibration burst out from the tip of the sword, but it was broken. At the same time, the first Blade Strength collapsed.

However, there was still a second Blade Strength that broke down from the first Blade Strength. They were using continuous attacks, one after another, without stopping!