C275 Wind and Lightning Moved with a Single Sword Strike

"Do you know why we are called Kengqiang trio?"

Guxing was instantly frightened and broke out in cold sweat. He immediately swung his sword and turned around. "Dang!" Wen Tian retreated with a single strike.

"Is that because your battle is like a performance?" Guxing sneered, trying to use words to make the enemy reveal his weakness.

"Wrong, the clanging here refers to the momentum. In other words, just the Qi alone. . . No one can defeat us. " Wentian's voice calmed down, just like what Guxing had thought. His temperament seemed to have changed into a completely different person. If one were to say that he was like a sharp sword that had just been unsheathed, Now that the sharp sword had returned to its sheath. . . He hid his strength and did not show his sharpness, but at the same time, it made people feel even more dangerous.

The horror of a person was not the sharpness of the weapon in his hand, but the restraint of his aura.

As his opponent, Guxing was naturally the first to see all of these changes in him. He knew that if he allowed him to restrain himself like this, the situation would only become worse for him. Immediately, he continued to provoke him with words, "What a shameless boasting! If I can't win. . . Then why are you three brothers already down by two? Don't you feel that saying this is a bit too much?"

"That can only mean that you are stronger than them. In terms of momentum, they are not weaker than you. " Wentian said indifferently.

"Is that so?" Guxing suddenly smiled playfully. "But in my opinion, Qi itself represents strength. "

Guxing struck first to gain the upper hand. He attacked first with the Hidden Dragon Soaring Abyss. As soon as this move was unleashed, he instantly felt his whole body lighten up. He immediately borrowed the momentum of the sword to swim over. This move symbolized dormancy, and it was used to restrain Wentian's restraint.

"Are you afraid? Afraid of my strength?" Wentian casually waved his hand to retreat a few of his probing attacks. He revealed a faint smile and said, "Such caution is really not your style. "

Guxing did not say anything. He just used the sword in his hand to respond in a domineering manner.

The fourth style of the Ancient Chaotic Sword Arts, Swift Sword Strike!

Wentian's pupils suddenly contracted. When he felt the deadly sword intent contained in the sword light, he unconsciously increased the speed of his sword swing. Obviously, this movement had given him a lot of trouble.

"Clang!"

Sparks flew in all directions as Guxing's strike heavily pierced his sword. The huge force from the collision forced Wentian to take a few steps back. However, he managed to block this attack in the end, and didn't suffer any injuries.

Guxing, on the other hand, did not show mercy when he gained the upper hand. He did not wait for Wentian to stabilize his body. In an instant, another deadly attack was launched from thousands of miles away. The ultimate attack was to kill him with a single strike. Guxing knew how terrifying his opponent was. At this moment, it was unknown how many swords he had thrust out. Each sword was extremely crafty and ruthless. It was a direct attack that could kill. In a trance, Wentian could only see a bright light in front of his eyes. His killing intent and sword intent drowned him once again.

"Is it over?"

As soon as the last move, Mo LuTianya, was launched, Guxing immediately retreated far away. He stood in the distance and looked at him vigilantly. His expression didn't dare to relax, because the feeling Wentian gave him was too strange. He had a feeling that this man seemed to have hidden some kind of trump card, but he had yet to use it.

It was getting dark. The figure in front of him suddenly became blurry. Guxing knew his vision was blocked, so he closed his eyes.

In the dark night, hearing was undoubtedly more useful than eyes. Although it was not to the extent where one could not see their own fingers, it also affected one's sight. In a fight between experts, the outcome would usually be determined in an instant. Guxing was already at a disadvantage in terms of cultivation base, so he could not afford to be careless in this situation.

"Bang!"

The sound of bone joints moving could be heard. Guxing's ears moved slightly, and then his face changed dramatically. "Not good!"

"Swoosh!"

The sound of air being torn could be heard slightly. Guxing subconsciously blocked in front of him with his sword. However, he was sent flying several meters away by a huge force. Before he could catch his breath, a thin sword suddenly appeared above his head and hacked down fiercely.

"Star Shift!" At such a close distance, there was no room for him to dodge. Under Guxing's prompt decision, the sixth style of the Ancient Chaotic Sword Arts, which was mainly used to defend, was thrown out of his hand. Just now, Guxing had relied on this style to completely break down the fatal attack of the Inquiring Person. At the same time, the disadvantage had turned into an advantage, allowing him to gain the upper hand.

"Bang!"

Two auras surged out and Guxing was sent flying. Wentian's body was also shaken. At the same time, he felt a sweetness in his throat and a mouthful of blood sprayed out. He half-knelt on the ground and looked at Guxing, still in a state of shock. "You are the Third Brother who won with this technique?"

He couldn't help but be surprised. Guxing's performance had been too stunning from the beginning until the end. First, he subdued his third brother with one move, and then he used less than half an incense stick of time to drag his second brother down. Now, even if he attacked, he wouldn't be able to gain any benefits, not to mention that there was a sword spirit who didn't know the depth of the sword spirit covetously watching from the side. No wonder Second Brother, who had always thought highly of himself, would use his binding skill without any hesitation. If it were him. . . He was afraid that Second Brother would use it even faster.

How could Guxing have the leisure to pay attention to him at this moment? He was being shaken by this overbearing strike to the point his internal organs were in an intense turmoil. Although the Revolving Star Passage Technique had helped him neutralize most of the force, it had also returned a small portion of the force to his body. However, the remaining portion had hit him without any resistance. He had already been injured once when he had exchanged blows with the Inquisitor. Now that he had been injured, the jade pendant had begun to treat his injuries on its own. However, the exchange of blows was ever-changing, and he did not even have enough time to catch his breath. How could Wentian give him such a chance?

"If you don't speak, that means you have tacitly agreed to it. Good kid, you really have the right to be arrogant. " Wentian's expression turned completely cold as he said. "However, the three of us are undefeatable. I will now let you understand what a kengqiang means. "

"One Sword Wind Lightning Movement!"

A person is like the sound of thunder, shadowless like the wind!

In an instant, Guxing felt something. He didn't feel anything at all! He was sent flying once again. It was imaginable how fast Wentian was, he had almost reached the limit of human speed.

"Mountain River Breaking Nine Levels!"

He had broken through the Nine Levels with the sword in hand. He had seized both mountains and rivers!

It was clearly a thin sword, but it was forcefully struck out with the momentum of ten thousand men not being able to open up. When the sword was struck out, it immediately seemed as if it carried ten thousand miles of mountains and rivers into the sky and broke through the nine heavens. Looking at how he was galloping and moving about in the battlefield, every move and stance was dyed with an invincible posture. Just looking at it made people's blood boil, and their hearts were filled with indescribable excitement.

Attacking was the best defense. At this moment, he had completely abandoned defense and only focused on attacking. Guxing was not as powerful as him to begin with. At this moment, he was being pushed back by his desperate fighting style. He was sent flying back again and again, vomiting blood.