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 The phoenix phantom was all fiery red, as dazzling as the sun.

Its wings were even more lifelike, emitting a strange light.

"Ang!"

Facing the golden giant sword that was slashing down, the phoenix phantom cried out, then flapped its wings violently, suddenly soared into the air, and crashed straight into it.

Under the attention of the crowd, the red light and the golden light finally collided with each other.

"Bang!!"

A loud bang.

The sky and the earth roared, and the arena shook.

At the moment the two touched, an explosive energy wave swept around with the force of a landslide and tsunami.

The rolling air waves continuously hit the protective shield of the arena.

Boom!

The protective shield glowed blue and began to shake violently, stirring up waves one after another.

It seemed as if it would collapse at any time.

Seeing this scene, Zhang Qizheng did not dare to hesitate, and immediately walked to the core of the formation and began to infuse energy to maintain the stability of the protective shield as much as possible.

Otherwise, if the two of them fought like this a few more times, the protective shield would probably collapse on the spot.

"What a terrifying pressure, is this the strength of a top powerhouse? It's really extraordinary!"

"I can understand that Tyler Juding is powerful, but I didn't expect that this unknown Li Changmian could also show such a terrifying power. It's really surprising!"

"Sure enough! None of the disciples of the Sword Sect are ordinary people!"

"..."

The violent collision on the stage caused the audience to talk about it.

Whether it was the golden giant sword that Tyler Juding had just chopped down, or the phoenix phantom that Li Changmian had transformed into, they had reached the point where they needed to look up to.

If the stage was not protected by the formation, they probably couldn't bear the aftermath of the battle alone.

When the storm subsided, the situation on the stage had changed.

Tyler Juding still stood there motionless, his face was indifferent, his clothes were neat, and there was no change.

On the other hand, Li Changmian had a solemn face, sweat on his forehead, and his sword-drawing hand began to tremble slightly uncontrollably.

The most amazing thing was that a shallow pit with a radius of three meters had appeared on the ground of the ring under his feet.

The shallow pit was surrounded by cracks, extending to five or six meters away.

"Hu..."

Li Changmian's breathing became a little heavier, and he tried his best to suppress the recoil from his arm.

Although his Hundred Birds Paying Homage to the Phoenix was able to defense against the golden giant sword that Tyler Juding chopped down, he did not gain any advantage.

In fact, he was at a disadvantage.

The power contained in the giant sword was far beyond his expectation.

So much so that at the moment of contact, he actually felt like he was shaking the mountain with his body.

The most important thing was that this was just a casual swing by Tyler Juding, and he had not yet used his full strength.

He had to admit that Tyler Juding was much stronger than he expected.

This was no longer a matter of swordsmanship, but a difference in realm and strength.

"Do you still want to fight?" Tyler Juding asked coldly.

The sword just now was the last warning to the opponent.

If he was a smart person, he would realize the gap between the two.

"It's not my style to give up just like that. Besides, my sword won't agree."

Li Changmian looked down at the silver sword in his hand, and then looked up at Tyler Juding again: "I know I'm not your opponent, but no matter what, I'll try my best. At least, I have to make you draw your sword."

Yes, Tyler Juding never drew his sword from beginning to end, but used his hand instead of the sword to attack.

It was obvious that the opponent didn't regard him as an opponent at all, otherwise he wouldn't despise him so much.

He didn't seek to defeat Tyler Juding now, but at least let the opponent use his real skills.

He was not afraid of losing, but he had to know where he lost? How big the gap between the two sides was?

“If I had drawn my sword, and you would have probably died.” Tyler Juding had no expression on his face.

"What's the joy of living? What's the fear of death? I've been pursuing the way of the sword all my life, and I'll have no regrets even if I die. Draw your sword." Li Changmian slowly raised his silver sword and pointed it directly at Tyler Juding, with a hint of provocation.

"Okay, I'll do you a favor!"

Without any nonsense or extra movements, Tyler Juding gently tapped the sword box.

With a "whoosh" sound, a golden sword soared into the air from the box, like a dragon soaring into the sky.

Immediately afterwards, Tyler Juding raised his sword finger and pressed it hard down.

"Whoosh!"

After the golden sword turned half a circle in the air, it plunged straight down, like a meteor falling to the ground, and slammed into Li Changmian.

The sword was incredibly fast, and the golden light was dazzling, like the scorching sun, pressing people so hard that they couldn't even raise their heads, and they didn't even dare to look at it for a second.

Boom!

Before the sword arrived, the sound of wind and thunder exploded between heaven and earth, and the entire arena began to shake.

Li Changmian felt his body sink, as if a mountain was pressing on his shoulders.

The huge pressure made it difficult for him to breathe, and his hands and feet began to tremble uncontrollably.

It was not until this moment that he realized the horror of Tyler Juding.

It was a sword force that was almost invincible, and people could not have the slightest intention of resistance.

It seemed that the world would be destroyed by this sword.

It was so powerful that it was unbelievable!

It was terrifying! - Marinien