Peng Hongwu was shocked, when he slashed down, he was full of confidence, thinking that under the knife, he would definitely be able to slash Rong Kaixuan in embarrassment.

The other party is a dual cultivator of spirit and martial arts, so when fighting against himself, he naturally has to focus on spells. Wanting to use swordsmanship against yourself is simply whimsical.

However, after this split, he was shocked.

He found that his long knife had fallen into an endless pile of cotton, and no matter how hard he tried, he could not do any real damage to the pile.

Not only that, but the long sword still refused to give up after neutralizing his sword momentum, and the starry light rushed in, dazzling his eyes.

Peng Hongwu screamed, he quickly drew his knife and retreated, although his face was not very good-looking, but he couldn't care so much for a while.

"Hey, I'm not mistaken, why did the martial artist retreat?"

"It's surprising that a mid-stage martial artist can't even stop the swordsmanship of a mid-stage spiritual master. ”

"Hehe, the martial artist of the Peng family, when did it become so useless. ”

Under the ring, everyone in the Peng family was pale.

After the two sides came to power, everyone in the Peng family thought that Peng Hongwu could show his might, knock the other party down in one fell swoop, and humiliate him.

But as soon as the two sides fought, Rong Kaixuan gave them a big surprise, which made the Peng family lose face.

"Damn boy, look at the knife. ”

Peng Hongwu, who took a few steps back, was flushed, he shouted angrily, and there was no longer the slightest hint of contempt in his heart, and when the long knife was wielded, the wind was loud, showing the powerful liliang of the division-level martial artist to the fullest.

Duanmumu's face was slightly gloomy, although this Peng Hongwu was unknown, the strength under his hands should not be underestimated.

A division-level powerhouse is a division-level powerhouse, which is far from being comparable to an ordinary sergeant.

In the face of such an opponent, Rong Kaixuan's only choice is to start casting spells and try to hold on for a while longer.

However, to everyone's surprise and incredulity, Rong Kaixuan did not show the slightest sign of releasing the spell, but instead brandished his long sword and bravely met it.

The swords intersected, blooming with endless brilliance.

The long knife in Peng Hongwu's hand was wide open, each knife contained the powerful true qi of the martial artist, and the sharp sword light seemed to tear the entire canopy apart.

And Rong Kaixuan's sword light was much gentler and calmer, and countless cold stars bloomed from the tip of the sword, and these cold stars formed a series of starlight threads, and gradually formed a huge sword net.

In this sword net, Rong Kaixuan's swordsmanship became more and more powerful, the speed became faster and faster, and its power continued to grow, seemingly endless.

The people below stared at each other, and their hearts were extremely surprised.

It turns out that a division-level martial artist can really compete with a division-level martial artist.

Zhang Dexue's face was cloudy, and after a while, he suddenly snorted coldly and said, "Brother Duanmu, the Rong family is really a big hand, and even taught the star quenching sword technique." ”

Duanmu Mu smiled and said: "That's also a triumphant talent, hehe, who can comprehend the quenching star swordsmanship at the rank of the sergeant, how many people are there in the world." ”

Zhang Dexue snorted lightly, he turned his head, but a hint of sinister and vicious color flashed in his eyes.

Rong Kaixuan, this son has an inseparable relationship with Junkai's disappearance, plus this son is so talented, if he grows up in the future, it will be worth it.

"Ding......

In the ring, the sound of sword clashing like raindrops continued to sound.

Everyone below was amazed.

It's really strange that a mere samurai can fight against a martial artist without falling behind. Could it be that Peng Hongwu, a mid-stage martial artist, is a showman.

However, they didn't know that Peng Hongwu had words of suffering at this time.

Every time he slashes out, it contains a strong true qi, and it stands to reason that if the two sides collide hard, Rong Kaixuan will not be able to withstand the power of his sword at all.

However, the other party's swordsmanship was too weird, and the sword net condensed by the scattered cold stars was mixed together, and in an instant, there seemed to be dozens of hundreds of sword encirclement and suppression sword light, scattering each of his swords within this infinite sword light.

It was as if he was tied hand and foot, and he was trapped in a pile of cotton, and no matter how he struggled, he had a feeling of strength and instability.

This is the swordsmanship, the real supreme swordsmanship.

On this shijie, the cultivator's hierarchical cultivation is very important. The difference between the division level and the sergeant rank can be said to be an indescribable huge gap.

However, if one side has powerful spells, infinite treasures, or anti-heaven combat skills, then they can close and even make up for the huge trench in between.

The swordsmanship taught by Meng Yan is definitely the top combat technique, although Rong Kaixuan has not really mastered all the power of the swordsmanship, but with what he has shown at the moment, it is enough to challenge the next level.

"Roaring ......"

Suddenly, Peng Hongwu stood still with his feet, the fierce light in his eyes flashed, he held a knife in both hands, gritted his teeth and slashed straight towards Rong Kaixuan.

Rong Kaixuan's face changed slightly, the tip of the sword trembled slightly, and countless cold stars diverged and stabbed in the opposite direction.

However, to everyone's surprise, Peng Hongwu didn't care about this, he still swooped towards Rong Kaixuan with a hideous face.

Although the sword light differentiated by Rong Kaixuan could injure him, Peng Hongwu's incomparable sword was enough to cut him in half.

"Dingding......

After a few light sounds, Rong Kaixuan finally took a few steps back, and there was also a flaw in the sword net that shrouded him.

Duanmu Mu sneered disdainfully: "Old Zhang, is this the martial artist of the Peng family......?"

Zhang Dexue's face turned red, the corners of his mouth twitched slightly, and he said: "Brother Duanmu, this is a fair fight in the ring, you and I have not interfered, so it is not considered to break the rules." ”

All the division-level powerhouses below are secretly scolding in their hearts, these two people are indeed shameless.

Peng Hongwu is a division-level powerhouse, and the one who fights with him is only a sergeant. However, when Peng Hongwu couldn't crack other people's sword skills, he chose a lose-lose style.

In this way, he recognized Rong Kaixuan, relying on his true qi, and slashed at Rong Kaixuan. Even if it is the opponent's sword upper body, he will not dodge or dodge.

It's a desperate style of play that borders on a rogue.

It's just that the use of a division-level martial artist in the face of a division-level powerhouse will not be criticized. Because there is a big difference in rank, even the most ugly method of fighting is normal.

However, when a division-level martial artist is still like this, it makes people look down on him from the bottom of his heart.

Rong Kaixuan took out several swords in a row, but the effect was not ideal, and when the opponent was fighting to attack, the biggest flaw of his lack of true qi was finally exposed.

If the two sides are really similar, in the face of this kind of brutal play that only attacks but does not defend, as long as he flicks away the opponent's long knife, he can easily take Peng Hongwu's life.

But at this moment, the opponent's sword was united, but his sword net was destroyed one after another, but he was tied up and it was difficult to hold on.

With a long sigh, Rong Kaixuan knew that his own background was not enough after all, even if he got the most powerful sword skills, he would not be able to truly challenge the level.

However, he was not discouraged by this.

With a flip of his left hand, a little chill suddenly took shape.

"Slap ......" cold glow flashed with palpitating brilliance and bounced towards Peng Hongwu.

“haha。 Peng Hongwu shouted loudly and shouted, "I've been waiting for you for a long time." ”

As he swung his sword, one hand suddenly let go, and the golden light on the fist flashed, and it bombarded the cold light fiercely.

This is the Fist of Zhengang, the Fist of Zhengang cast by a strong martial artist.

The ice arrow released by Rong Kaixuan was immediately blasted into pieces by this punch.

Peng Hongwu daxiao said: "Boy, if you have any ability, just show it, Lao Tzu wants to see if it is pure spiritual power, or Lao Tzu's true qi is strong." ”

Duanmumu and the others secretly scolded in their hearts, you are a mid-stage martial artist, and you compete with other mid-stage spiritual warriors for endurance, and you can say it.

The two of them fought here, and no one dared to underestimate Rong Rong's triumph anymore.

This young scholar knows such powerful sword skills and exquisite spells, even if he loses in the end, it is enough to be impressive.

It's just that Rong Kaixuan refuses to admit defeat.

He flicked his fingers again, and another cold light rushed out.

Peng Hongwu laughed wildly, reached out and grabbed the cold light, and shouted in his mouth: "Lao Tzu said that ice bombs have no ...... for me Yes. He roared suddenly, and his body retreated frantically like thunder.

In his hand, a flash of fire flickered wildly, and a faint wisp of black smoke came out.

Rong Triumph's spell was no longer an ice arrow, but a flame bomb in a fire-based spell.

The fire spell is the most powerful of all spells, and even the warriors with the True Gang Fist will bounce it away with their punches when they face the fire spells.

However, Peng Hongwu was too big, or after seeing Rong Kaixuan release two ice arrows in a row, he had already identified the identity of the other party's ice spell spirit in his heart. So as soon as he saw the spell appear, he immediately reached out and pinched it, wanting to crush the ice arrow alive, bringing huge psychological pressure to the other party.

But he never expected that this time what he was holding in his hand was no longer an ordinary ice arrow, but a flame bomb with greater power.

Under that pinch, the powerful fire system Liliang erupted, although he had a true qi protective body, the power of the flame bomb that erupted in the palm of his hand was too great, and it instantly penetrated his true qi protection, bringing him huge damage.

This is still the result of his true qi protecting his body, otherwise, if he slaps it, he is afraid that the entire palm will explode because of this.

Peng Hongwu bared his teeth, trembling with pain, he stared at Rong Kaixuan, and roared: "You, how can you release the fire spell......"

“haha。 ”

Under the ring, there was a burst of laughter.

Among them, the children of the Rong family and the Lin family had great voices, while the children of the Peng family were red-faced and scolded in their hearts, how did such a person become a martial artist, God really didn't open his eyes.

Rong Kaixuan smiled and asked rhetorically, "Why can't I release the fire spell?" ”

Peng Hongwu was stunned for a moment, and then he remembered that he didn't know the details of the other party at all, and he regarded the other party as an ice spell spirit warrior with self-righteousness.

However, this son can master both ice and fire spells at the same time, which is really a ghost.