The blazing sword qi was vertical and horizontal, and Ye Qian's sword completely turned into a fire dragon, swaying at will.

A sword stabbed out, and the surrounding air was burned, and the violent sword qi swept like a tornado, overwhelming the sky, and the red fire wave was extremely dazzling in the dark night.

Zhang Tianze's heart moved, although Ye Qian's sword came casually, it was difficult to find a flaw, and the sword qi was vertical and horizontal, powerful and incomparable, and it was compelling.

Under the persecution of the fire dragon, Zhang Tianze couldn't help but take a step back.

The heavy sword was lifted by Zhang Tianze, and with the force of his legs, he jumped and jumped up one zhang high.

The man was in mid-air, his hands clenching the hilt of his sword, and he descended at a spiral speed.

The speed at which the sword rotates with the person is extremely fast, and the shadow is almost unclear, and under such a rotation, it is also difficult for the opponent to figure out the traces, and such a move can bring out strong wind and waves, and the sword qi can be intertwined together to maximize the power.

The strong wind enveloped Zhang Tianze, and his whole person turned into a hurricane, and the hurricane carried intertwined sword qi, rushing towards Ye Qian from top to bottom.

Zhang Tianze has hardly practiced any mature swordsmanship, and the swords he casts are all instinctive, and to put it bluntly, he has constantly realized them in his own performance.

"Using a spiral to drive the sword qi seems to be disorderly, but in fact it maximizes the power, which is really a terrifying understanding. ”

In the distance, Li Hui sighed again, watching Zhang Tianze's battle with his own eyes, he was always able to bring him surprises and surprises again and again.

Bang......

The spiral heavy sword was like Mount Tai pressing down, pressing down strongly, destroying Ye Qian's sword qi fire dragon alive, and for a while, the fire was overflowing, and a brilliant red brilliance bloomed in the darkness, as gorgeous as fireworks.

Ye Qian's body was slightly oblique, and the fire sword in his hand was gently raised, easily dissolving Zhang Tianze's strong oppressive force, and then standing with a horizontal sword, as chic as at the beginning, Zhang Tianze's spiral sword did not bring the slightest threat and impact to Ye Qian.

"What kind of swordsmanship are you?"

Ye Qian asked with interest, looking at Zhang Tianze's eyes, they were no longer as calm as before, and they had a little more respect.

Masters have always only admired masters, and Zhang Tianze's cultivation in the Martial Realm Seventh Heaven will be able to break the sword he just now, just by virtue of this, it is enough for Ye Qian to respect him.

In other words, in Ye Qian's heart, Zhang Tianze is qualified to be his opponent.

"Go with your heart, there's no trick. ”

Zhang Tianze said lightly.

"Good one to get up at will, Zhang Tianze, I admit that you are a rare genius, but as the leader of the registered disciples, I have reason to do my best to defend the dignity of the registered area, my Flame Fighting Sword Style, I just cultivated to the sixth form yesterday, if you can persist in the six moves under my Flame Fighting Sword Style, I will admit defeat." ”

Ye Qiandao, the battle sword in his hand, the flame was even more vigorous, and his self-confidence was above Qin Lu.

Ye Qian's momentum began to change, his black hair danced in the wind, and the red flames shook around him, alluding to him like a fire god.

The sword buzzed, carrying a powerful sense of battle, the so-called fire fighting sword style, the meaning of itself, is to completely bless their fighting spirit in the swordsmanship, so that the swordsmanship with an indomitable domineering.

"Fire Fighting Sword Style, First Style. ”

Ye Qian's sword moved like a dragon, he threw out a sword and slashed out a fire dragon to fight the fire dragon.

Roar......

The fire dragon actually let out a roar, swayed its body, lit up the night, and came to Zhang Tianze in the blink of an eye.

Zhang Tianze took three steps back in a row, his face showed a solemn expression, facing Ye Qian's fire fighting sword style, even he didn't dare to slack off in the slightest.

However, Zhang Tianze did not have the slightest fear, but was high-spirited, and the awakening of the tyrant made him not know what fear was, his desire to fight now was extremely strong, and the more powerful the enemy, the more exciting it was.

The heavy sword attack is still a simple horizontal and vertical slash, which is the easiest way to use the sword, without any fancy and no tricks to win.

Rumble......

Zhang Tianze's true qi surged, and the heavy sword was like a mountain, slashing at the fire dragon head transformed by the sword qi, destroying the fire dragon.

"The second formula. ”

"The third type. ”

"Fourth formula. ”

"Fifth type. ”

Ye Qian broke out, and the whole person fell into a rage, this violent state was completely similar to the gentle scholar he had before.

The latter forms of the Flame Fighting Sword Style were cast by Ye Qian in an instant.

For a while, the entire battlefield vacated by the martial arts arena was filled with the sword qi of the fire dragon, and the shadow of the fire dragon was everywhere, and the blazing temperature seemed to burn the night.

Countless fire dragon sword qi were intertwined, firmly encircling Zhang Tianze in it.

Zhang Tianze held a heavy sword, rushing left and right in the fire sword qi, and the heavy sword was stabbed out by him one after another, constantly fighting against the fire dragon sword qi.

In the face of truly powerful swordsmanship, Zhang Tianze also deeply understands a truth at this moment, that is, the importance of swordsmanship.

Just like himself at this moment, relying only on instinct and combat experience to fight against Ye Qian's Flame Fighting Sword Style, it is really dwarfed and dangerous, especially in the encirclement of the Flame Sword Qi, Zhang Tianze can be said to only have the ability to parry, and has no power to fight back.

"I must get the quota to enter the sword domain to comprehend the powerful swordsmanship, if I have a powerful swordsmanship, why would I be so embarrassed by Ye Qian. ”

Zhang Tianze gritted his teeth, but he liked the battle state at the moment, that powerful sense of oppression made him feel very comfortable, and he felt that his potential had been stimulated again, especially under the influence of the blood tyrant and dragon ginseng, he would immediately have the opportunity to be promoted to the Eight Heavens of the Martial Realm.

"Haha......"

Zhang Tianze laughed loudly, like an overlord, the heavy sword was used by him freely, just like his happy battle at the moment, the kind of comfort that is quite a chess opponent, so that Zhang Tianze really found the vent of the majestic battle intent in his body, only by venting the battle intent, Zhang Tianze can better digest the increase and benefits brought to him by the blood and dragon ginseng.

Whew!

A sword aura slashed across Zhang Tianze's left shoulder, leaving a bloody mark on his shoulder, but Zhang Tianze didn't seem to know it, and it didn't affect his violent fighting state in the slightest.

Whew!

Another sword qi slashed across his arm, but it did not affect his play in the slightest, and even the speed of the sword did not pause in the slightest.

Snort......

In the blink of an eye, the fire dragon sword qi left at least a dozen scars on Zhang Tianze's body, and the white clothes were also stained with blood.

However, Zhang Tianze was still arrogant, that kind of domineering spirit that soared into the sky was not weakened in the slightest because of these injuries, his true qi seemed to be inexhaustible, and the eight hundred pound heavy sword was in his hand, as if it was nothing, opening and closing, destroying the fire dragon sword qi little by little.

"It's a madman. ”

Everyone is sighing, and anyone with a discerning eye can see that Zhang Tianze at this moment has completely entered a special state, and the whole person is immersed in the world of his own battle.

He's obviously hurting, but he feels like he's enjoying himself.

Like madness, like domineering, like flowing water......

Scarred, but lightweight.

It seems to be a battle of trapped beasts, but it is chic and wishful.

It was a state, a state of envy and jealousy.

Immersed in your own state, unable to extricate yourself.