Qian Qing's flying sword, the sword body is light and agile, the sword is fancy, and the sword moves are mysterious.

A sword came out, bringing up a sword shadow, and countless fierce sword qi filled the air.

Chen Heng's flying sword was unpretentious, with no sword moves at all, just simply stabbed straight away.

However, when a sword is slashed, it is as powerful as it is fierce and fierce.

One is light and the other is fierce, and the two flying swords collide directly in the air.

It can be seen with the naked eye that the sword qi exerted by Qian Qingfei's sword collapsed one after another when it encountered Chen Heng's indomitable momentum, like ice and snow melting.

However, Chen Heng couldn't be as powerful as he had been with Meng Anbao before, and the flying sword was blocked by Qian Qing's sword qi, and its speed slowly slowed down.

Suppress each other, cancel each other out.

When the two sides collided, although there was still a huge sound of Jin Ge resonating and echoing in the martial arts arena, but under the collision, they threw each other away, but no one could beat anyone.

After just a sword battle, the hearts of the two of them were at the same time, obviously sensing that the other party was not easy to match, and their expressions suddenly became much more solemn.

No matter how the two despised each other at the beginning, they have now begun to treat each other seriously, because they can all feel that this battle cannot be easily ended.

The flying sword regains control and continues to fight.

In the eyes of outsiders, Qian Qing's flying sword is as dazzling as a butterfly wearing flowers, countless energy penetrates from the tip of the sword, jumping in all directions, and the sharp sword qi crisscrosses each other.

Chen Heng's flying sword is like a monarch who reigns over the world, no matter what is in front of him, he will enhance his momentum, and all the young people will automatically retreat.

The two flying swords, every time they resonated, a violent roar sounded, and countless qi overflowed.

If it weren't for the deliberate control of the two of them, under the sword qi, I am afraid that they would jump to the ground and hurt others.

Seeing that the two were inseparable, all the outer disciples changed color.

When did the named disciples become so powerful?

I still remember that when they entered the sect, they were generally only the strength of the seventh level of the day after tomorrow, and if they reached the eighth or even ninth level, they would already be amazing.

However, under Chen Heng's comparison, all of the previous ones were overshadowed, and they couldn't even talk about the word genius.

At this time, in their hearts, they have fully recognized Chen Heng's strength, even if he will eventually lose to Qian Qing in this battle, he also has the strength to participate in the big competition.

Maybe it's because the disciples at the top of the ranking list have not been replaced for a long time, which has also made these Dongling Peak disciples lack some passion, seeing that someone has finally reached that state, and they can compete so fiercely with the disciples with the top strength, they are all in a surging mood, and their blood is boiling.

The weak will always be tilted by the center of gravity unconsciously.

In the eyes of these outer disciples, Chen Heng, a new registered disciple, has no family background, let alone a big background, perhaps in their eyes, Chen Heng has become this kind of weak person who is tilted by the center of gravity.

So even they didn't realize it, and they were still vaguely looking forward to Chen Heng being able to win.

Or, they need a different passion, as long as Chen Heng can defeat Qian Qing, who is ranked second, the blood in their hearts will be completely stimulated, and they will return to the feeling of having countless momentum when they first started.

And those named disciples, although they knew that Chen Heng was very powerful from the beginning, they didn't expect that he would be so strong.

Meng Anbao was defeated by a single blow, and Qian Qing, who ranked second among the disciples of the outer sect of Dongling Peak, could not take advantage of him.

Such people, who are of the same era as them, are their misfortune and their luck.

Unfortunately, Chen Heng's aura will become more and more, and the attention he receives will also increase. On the other hand, they will naturally be overshadowed, and the gap will widen.

Fortunately, they were able to witness the birth of a strong man, from immaturity and loneliness, watching him improve step by step, and finally standing at the peak of the cultivation world.

When one day, if Chen Heng can really do it, they can proudly brag to others.

Look, the one standing at the top of everyone is the senior brother who came out of the same place as us, and he has a fellowship with me.

As a result, everyone was excited, and looking at Chen Heng, a strong light of reverence exploded in their hearts.

Or it's a bit exaggerated to say that, but Chen Heng's sword intent really gave them back such a feeling-

The world, who else can I be!!

In the battlefield, Chen Heng and the others, who were constantly directing the flying sword battle and bursting out countless qi in the collision, also began to gasp slightly at this time.

The strength of the two is similar, although the flying sword goes to the two extremes, however, they are almost the same in the realm, and it is difficult to really decide whether to win or lose, if you don't win by surprise.

At this point, the two of them went from contempt at the beginning to solemnity, and now, a sense of pity for each other has risen in their hearts.

This battle was fought heartily, no matter what tricks there were, no matter how much strength there was, there was no need to keep it, and all of it was poured out.

In the whole world, there are few people with similar strength.

However, the opponents who can really make people do their best to fight, no matter what tricks can cancel each other, and the opponents who win or lose in a moment are rare.

At this time, Qian Qing had completely put away his initial disdain, and after changing his moves, he solemnly said to Chen Heng: "With your strength, you are indeed qualified to represent Dongling Peak, but if you can't defeat me head-on, I still have the same idea as before, and I will never give up this opportunity!"

Qian Qing has changed from "being a brother" to now calling himself "I", and even changed "giving up" to "giving up", and the change in tone is enough to prove that Chen Heng's strength has been recognized by him.

Chen Heng naturally discovered this, but he only smiled slightly, and then still sneered in the same tone: "What I want, I will only fight for myself, and I never need others to give in!"

If it weren't for this, why would Chen Heng need to participate in the sect assessment?

With the recommendation of the three elders of the sect, he could have directly entered the outer gate, instead of being a registered disciple now.

It is precisely because what he wants will only be fought for by his own strength!

"Well, in that case, let me see how you fought for it!"

Qian Qing shouted, and the movements in his hands suddenly changed.

The sword qi that was originally full of the sky was suddenly recovered, and Qian Qing's flying sword was like a long whale absorbing water, absorbing all the sword qi.

On the sword body, the light became more and more intense, like a process of accumulating power.

Chen Heng looked stunned, knowing that the final key had finally arrived, he also withdrew his flying sword and stood in the air.

Chen Heng did not reply, but proved his determination with practical actions.

The momentum on his body suddenly burst out, and although the person was still standing like this, without moving a bit, it gave people a completely different feeling.

In the face of Meng Anbao before, Chen Heng still restrained himself, and just condensed his momentum on Meng Anbao, but now, he has nothing to reserve, and the whole person is like a divine blade inherited from ancient times, and its momentum is so fierce that even Wu Lao and Ji Lao can't help but be moved.

The momentum was wild, Chen Heng's clothes were windless, and his unbeatable energy was completely vented, just like an ancient god of war, holding a divine sword.

This kind of momentum is not spiritual power, not sword momentum, but sword intent!

No one thought that Chen Heng would be able to burst out with such a powerful momentum at this time, and suddenly they all changed in shock, and they were constantly pushed back by that energy.

Of course, compared with Chen Heng, Qian Qing is not lagging behind at all, the momentum on his body is indeed far weaker than Chen Heng, but the energy contained in the flying sword floating on the top is getting bigger and thicker.

Just from the appearance, everyone has already noticed that the sword skills that Qian Qing is about to perform next are incomparably amazing.

In the crowd of onlookers, looking at the two people who were constantly condensing and constantly improving their fighting spirit, a strong respect rose in the eyes of many people.

This is the strongest combat power that can be achieved in the Acquired Body Realm!

Among the outer disciples of Dongling Peak, there were not many people who had reached the realm of acquired perfection, and looking at Chen Heng and the others, their eyes were full of horror.

The acquired perfection is different from the half-step congenital, and there is such a huge gap.

Not to mention resisting the sword they are condensing head-on, it would be good for them to maintain a calm heart under this kind of coercion.

In fact, among all of them, the one who touched his heart the most was actually the only disciple of the Innate Realm in Dongling Peak, Ming Wei, who ranked first in strength.

Looking at those two swords, his heart was full of shock, don't say that other disciples, even if he has broken through to the innate level, it is difficult to resist in the face of that kind of sword momentum!

At this time, he deeply felt the amazing talents of Chen Heng and Qian Qing, if it weren't for the suppression of his innate qi, I am afraid that his first place would have been taken away by Qian Qing.

Realizing his own shortcomings, Mingwei was not depressed, but secretly remembered it in his heart and recognized the direction he wanted to work hard in the future.

At this time, the spiritual power that Qian Qing needed to condense was enough, the sword move had been completed, and then it was time for a big explosion.

Although Chen Heng was half a beat slower than Qian Qing, it was also the next moment when Qian Qing was finished, and his fighting spirit had completely climbed to the top.

Qian Qing naturally wouldn't think that he would have the upper hand if he completed it first, you must know that Chen Heng only started to improve when he saw him improve just now.

To prepare for it, Chen Heng's condensation time was a little shorter than him.

What's more, the length of time for condensing sword intent cannot be equated with combat power.

Everything will have to wait until after the fight to know.

"In order to show my respect for you, this sword is the pinnacle I can achieve so far, as long as you can completely resist it, this competition will be counted as my loss!"

Qian Qing only said that if Chen Heng was completely blocked, instead of defeating him, he had completely faced Chen Heng's opponent.

In his mind, he entered the door early, and the experience he had accumulated was not comparable to Chen Heng, and if he could fight with him to this point, Chen Heng had already surpassed him as a whole.

Without the accumulation in the sect in the past few years, Qian Qing was completely sure that he could only bring trouble to Chen Heng at most, and could not become his opponent.

Without waiting for Chen Heng to respond, Qian Qing immediately shouted, and the long sword floating in the air suddenly exploded in momentum and rushed straight away.

"Wuji, a thread!"

The long sword emitted a blazing white light, like a long whip, like a chain, from top to bottom, and slammed towards Chen Heng.