Compared to the second green sword, Hong Juding's third sword was twice as powerful again.
When the fire dragon
swept down, it brought with it a force that could destroy the world.
Han Feiyang, who was
already in a disordered state of qi, looked at the fiery red sword that was
like a meteor falling to the ground, his heart was beating wildly, and he
inexplicably felt a sense of crisis.
"Ah --- !"
Han Feiyang suddenly
roared, risking backlash, and burst out a powerful aura again.
The phantom of the god
behind him instantly transformed and turned into a three-headed and six-armed
figure.
This was the complete
form of the Four Symbols of the Gods, and he had already opened fire at full power
without any reservation.
"Bang!"
Han Feiyang controlled
the phantom of the god, first using his two arms to slap the flaming sword
fiercely.
With the sound of the
explosion, the flaming sword directly penetrated the palm of the phantom of the
god and continued to stab Han Feiyang.
However, the speed was
slightly slower than the initial one.
Han Feiyang did not
dare to hesitate, and controlled the phantom of the spirit to slap out two
arms, trying to contain the attack of the flaming sword.
However, as before,
when the palms of the phantom of the spirit touched the flaming sword, a hole
was directly blown open.
The flaming sword
continued to move forward.
The speed dropped a few
points.
"Hold it for
me!"
Han Feiyang roared, and
controlled the last two arms of the phantom of the spirit to slap the flaming
sword fiercely.
"Bang!"
The third explosion
sounded, and the energy was surging.
The flaming sword with
amazing offensive was finally held down by Han Feiyang.
The flaming sword kept
trembling and roaring, and the flames burned fiercely, quickly burning the
surrounding Qi.
Han Feiyang gritted his
teeth, sweating profusely, and pressed his palms tightly, constantly infusing
Qi, not daring to relax at all.
This sword was really
terrible.
The terrifying impact
and destructive power were stronger than the previous two swords combined.
Sure enough, it was not
easy to defeat Hong Juding.
Finally, after a
stalemate of several seconds, the fiery red long sword finally lost its light,
fell from the air, and then stabbed into the ground of the ring.
The sword tip was
deeply immersed in it, leaving only the hilt exposed.
Its sharpness can be
seen.
"Huff...
Huff..."
Han Feiyang panted
heavily, and sweat slowly flowed down his cheeks.
It was really
exhausting to take Hong Juding's three swords.
But I think the
opponent should have used a killing move, otherwise it would not be so
powerful.
"It's interesting
to be able to take my three swords."
Hong Juding still had a
blank expression on his face, but there was a little more interest in his eyes.
The opponents he met
before were basically solved with one sword, and he never used a second sword.
Now Han Feiyang can
actually block his three swords, which is indeed a bit unexpected.
But that's all.
"What? You've run
out of tricks? Now, is it my turn?" Han Feiyang took a deep breath and
quickly adjusted his chaotic Qi.
"I’ve run out of
tricks?" Hong Juding showed a hint of contempt at the corner of his mouth:
"You are really ignorant, you don't know how high the sky is. Since you
are so ignorant, I will let you see what the gap is!"
After saying that, Hong
Juding slapped the sword box with one hand.
The whole sword box
opened directly from the middle, revealing the six swords inside.
These six swords are
long and short, shining brightly.
Although they have
different shapes, each sword is a divine weapon.
"Longyuan!"
Hong Juding raised his
sword finger, and one of the swords with golden patterns instantly soared into
the air, like a blue dragon soaring into the sky.
"Chengying!"
"Kunwu!"
"Shenque!"
"Xuanyuan!"
"Huangquan!"
Hong Juding raised his
sword finger lightly.
Every time he raised
it, a sword rose from the ground and rose into the sky.
Including the first
Black Wind Sword, the second Qingshuang Sword, and the third Chixiao Sword, all
were summoned and rose into the air.
In the blink of an eye,
nine swords were suspended above Han Feiyang's head.
Like nine mountains,
Han Feiyang was almost unable to breathe.
"How is it
possible?!"
Feeling the pressure of
the magic swords, Han Feiyang widened his eyes, his face full of disbelief.
He didn't expect that there
were so many swords hidden in Hong Juding's sword box.
And each sword has its
own spiritual energy, unlike ordinary things.
The problem is that he
has already struggled to receive Hong Juding's three swords, how can he resist
the subsequent six magic swords?
Can he... really win?
At this moment, Han
Feiyang suddenly lost his confidence.
Hong Juding's power and
the pressure of the magic sword hit his heart hard.
He thought that the
three swords were almost at the limit of Hong Juding, but he didn't expect that
the other party was just warming up.
"Oh my god! So
many swords? Too fierce!"
"The three swords
just now are scary enough. If nine swords come out at the same time, I really
don't know who can stop it?!"
"Is this the value
of the first place on the Tianjiao Genius list? It's really so
terrifying!"
"..."
The audience was amazed
at the nine swords floating in the air.
For an ordinary
swordsman, having a sword is already a great honor.
Unexpectedly, Hong
Juding used nine swords at once, which was really terrifying.
The most important
thing is that the other party can control these nine swords at will, which is
simply impossible to explain with common sense.
Because this is beyond
everyone's cognition.
After all, the sword is
different from ordinary swords. They all have spirits.
It is not easy to get
the sword to recognize its master.
What's more, they serve
the same master?
This is no less than a
man marrying nine wives, and each wife can live in harmony with each other.
It was simply
unbelievable.
"What kind of
monster is this... this kid?!"
At this moment, even
Xiao Wuming in the stands was frightened.
His eyes widened, his
face stiffened, and he no longer had the calmness he had before.
He thought Han
Feiyang's talent was already high enough, but now compared with Hong Juding, he
was just a small witch compared to a big witch.
It turns out that there
are differences in geniuses. - Ton
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