Even though the ghost Tianchou has condensed three shields, it still can't prevent all the faces, and there are still many gaps, although these gaps are small, but after all, they are holes, they are flaws.

What Ling Chen is best at is to exploit other people's loopholes and attack others' flaws. What's more, he now has a golden true eye, which is like a tiger.

The Red Sky Sword in his hand attacked Ghost Tianchou's defense with extreme speed, and even divided seven or eight sword qi to attack Ghost Tianchou at the same time, leaving the latter busy mending the vacancy and exhausted.

Under this onslaught, Ghost Tianchou soon couldn't defend himself, he hit Ling Chen's three swords one after another, and the last sword was directly broken out of the defense, and the whole person flew out of the ring upside down.

"This kid, how can his style change so much."

Li Tailong said with some surprise.

Anyone who has watched Ling Chen's several battles knows that since the last duel with Murong Ziying, Ling Chen's style has changed, from a low-key and hidden style to an extremely aggressive style.

"Could it be that he was retaining his strength before, and now he is starting to exert his strength?" Although Li Yifeng is very reluctant to make such a guess, this is reality.

"It's too hidden, kid."

Li Tailong only understands now, and at the same time, he has some palpitations, fortunately, he didn't do anything with Ling Chen in the West Market at that time, otherwise he would have been beaten all over the ground looking for teeth.

"It's useless, what can you do if you change your style, how can the gap in strength be made up by your fighting style."

Li Yifeng's eyes were gloomy.

He said that he didn't believe that Ling Chen could go all the way to the top three like this.

"Damn."

Ghost Tianchou was still waiting for a wave of opportunities to counterattack, but he didn't expect that before the opportunity came, Ling Chen's defense had already been broken, and he thought that he had studied Ling Chen's routine almost, and he had a great chance of winning this competition, but who expected it to be such a result, and he was also holding back a fire in his heart.

But there is no way, he has already lost the competition, and no matter how big the fire is, he can only swallow it in his stomach.

"There are only three rounds left."

On the Ling family's side, everyone's mood became more and more tense, and now Ling Chen's name is still in third place, but this last three rounds of competition are the most important.

Ling Chen's current ranking is also fourth, but the fourth is not much different from the top ten, if he can enter the top three, it will be of great significance.

Although Ling Lie and the others have always adhered to the mentality of not being too greedy, it is impossible to say that they do not expect Ling Chen to advance to a higher term.

……

Seventh round.

In the seventh round, there were two heavyweight duels, one was the duel between Ling Chen and Sima Xiaoyao, and the other was the competition between the two demons Jian Wushuang and Liu Mengru.

These two competitions are generally regarded as the battle for the top four, the battle for third and fourth place, and the battle for first and second place.

As soon as the results of these two competitions came out, basically this year's Heavenly Sword Conference was settled in this round.

The first to play were Ling Chen and Sima Xiaoyao.

"Before the opening of the conference, I really didn't expect that you would be the one who came to this point."

Sima Xiaoyao looked at Ling Chen and said with some emotion.

"Wouldn't it be boring if everything went as expected, without any variables."

Ling Chen said lightly.

"That's right."

Sima Yao smiled freely, the long knife in his hand pointed at Ling Chen, and the sword intent on his body burst out, "Fight!" ”

The power of the rudimentary form of the sword soul gathered from the top of Sima Xiaoyao's head, turning into a huge sword, hanging in the air, and at the same time, Ling Chen also completely urged the rudimentary form of the sword soul, condensing it into a giant sword above his head.

A sword and a sword, each exuding an incomparably sharp aura, and they fought against each other.

"Divide the sea!"

The majestic momentum surged, like an ocean, Sima Xiaoyao agitated his true qi, and swung a terrible knife towards Ling Chen, and with a knife out, the general trend in the ring seemed to have been cut in half, and the sea flowed.

There was a deep star-like sword light flashing in the void, and at some point, Ling Chen's Red Sky Sword had been unsheathed, and it was accurately pointed at Sima Xiaoyao's head with sword qi, and spark foam splashed everywhere, like a rain of fire.

With a flash of figure, Ling Chen broke through the fire rain, appeared in front of Sima Xiaoyao, and stabbed him with a sword.

With this sword, all kinds of different auras such as killing, ethereal, domineering, and lore are mixed together, tolerating each other and being powerful.

Many understandings turned into a sword, and many of the previous games were not in vain, and this sword did not dissolve the complex understandings into a furnace, there was not enough time, Ling Chen believed that he was not the only one who had understanding, but they needed a longer time to absorb the essence of it.

However, Ling Chen had already incorporated these realizations into his swordsmanship.

"What?"

Sima Xiaoyao was taken aback, Ling Chen's sword intent obviously contained a variety of attributes, at least four, but there was no rejection between them, which showed that Ling Chen's sword intent level was very high, at least the peak level of the second ladder, or even the third tier.

If Ling Chen's sword intent reached the third level, it would be terrifying, because even if he was a genius swordsman, the level of sword intent still stayed at the second level.

Therefore, Ling Chen's sword broke his sword momentum at once, and he had an unstoppable feeling.

"Slash back!"

At the last moment, Sima Xiaoyao bit the tip of his tongue, his body rotated in a circle, and the true qi in his body erupted like a volcano, carrying the sky-high sword intent swept out, and he swung out with a backhand, and the sword accurately blocked Ling Chen's sword blade.

Clang!

The swords intersected, sparks shot out, and Ling Chen's sword was scattered, but a wisp of sword wind still pierced through and blew past Sima Xiaoyao's face.

A streak of blood emerged, and a trace of blood was secreted.

"What, I'm not mistaken, Sima Xiaoyao is still at a disadvantage?"

In the stands, an exclamation suddenly rang out, mixed with a hint of disbelief.

It's not just the martial artists who watch the battle, even the top ten geniuses, Tang Haotian, Kong Wenju, and Xing Youfa, are all shocked, they naturally know Sima Xiaoyao's strength very well, the strength of the other party is stronger than them, as for Ling Chen, it is also stronger than them, but compared with Sima Xiaoyao, it should still be a lot inferior.

However, in the current scene, the competition has just begun, but Sima Xiaoyao was suppressed by Ling Chen.

Could it be that this Ling Chen, when he fought with them before, didn't show all his strength?

How is this possible?

"Is this your true strength......

Only Liu Mengru didn't show too much surprise, she looked at this scene indifferently, as if she had been mentally prepared, she knew that Ling Chen must have hidden her strength, but she didn't know to what extent Ling Chen had hidden it.

Now it seems that the current Ling Chen should be starting to move seriously.