Seeking Medicine for a Father

"There were only seven swords before, but I didn't expect that in just one year, two more swords would recognize their master. This kid is much better than I was back then."

Hong Xingchao touched his chin, his expression was both surprised and relieved.

He was very confident in Hong Juding from the beginning, but the other party's performance was still beyond his expectations.

You know, the more swords Hong Juding has, the stronger his combat power will be.

When he had seven swords, he had already become the top of the Tianjiao Genius list. Now that he has nine swords, his strength is naturally much higher.

"He is indeed a child of destiny!"

At this moment, even Zhang Yuzhen couldn't help but sigh.

Nine swords recognized their master, and he can control them freely. His talent and deep cultivation are far superior to those of his peers.

It is true that talents emerge in every generation, and new people replace old people.

Compared with their era, today's young people are undoubtedly more evil.

"There will be a good show to watch." Penelope Solace smiled sinisterly.

Dogs bite dogs, and both get a mouthful of fur.

It doesn't matter who wins or loses between the Celestial Alliance and the Sword Sect, as long as they fight hard, it would be best if both sides suffer losses.

In this way, the Mystic Arts Order can also take advantage of it.

Of course, she was just having fun, and she never thought about the championship.

Although her granddaughter has good talent, she is still a little worse than the monsters like Logan Rhys and Hong Juding.

She has no confidence in fighting with these two people.

She is satisfied with winning the third place.

At this moment, on the ring, the sword energy keeps flowing, and a strong pressure keeps hitting Han Feiyang's heart.

"No! I haven't lost yet! I can fight again! I still have a chance to win!"

Han Feiyang gritted his teeth, stared at the huge pressure, and raised his head that had just dropped.

So what if he has nine magic swords? He still has a trick that he hasn't used, and he still has the strength to fight!

"Come on! Let me see your tricks!"

Han Feiyang held his head high and his voice exploded like thunder.

The spirit behind him became taller and more solid, and his aura was even stronger than before.

Under the pressure of the nine swords, his realm was actually improved.

"Look at Han Feiyang's aura, it seems to be even more powerful!"

"Oh my god, they are not ordinary people! In this situation, he can still break through, it's really terrible!"

"Good! This battle will be more exciting!"

"..."

Looking at Han Feiyang with a greatly increased aura, the audience couldn't help but secretly surprised.

This is probably the difference between geniuses and ordinary people, right?

Facing a strong enemy, not only did he not bow his head, but he broke through directly under great pressure.

"Breakthrough from entry to minor success? It's quite interesting."

Hong Juding raised his eyebrows, quite surprised.

It's a pity that the opponent is still a little bit behind.

"Let me show you my Heavenly God Four Symbols Art!"

Han Feiyang's hair and beard were all puffed up, and his aura was fully released. The whole body of Qi surged out like a wave, and continuously infused into the phantom of the god.

"The God of Lightning is angry!!"

Han Feiyang roared, and suddenly pulled his fist back to accumulate power, and then punched forward fiercely.

The shadow of the god behind him also made the same move immediately.

Boom!

In an instant, lightning and thunder roared, and the wind blew violently.

Blue lightning spread all over the god's body, and then gathered into a lightning spear at his arm.

The spear was nearly ten meters long, with awe-inspiring power and the power to destroy the world.

This was the last move of the Four Symbols of the Gods, and it was also Han Feiyang's strongest attack now.

Breaking through in battle, his momentum increased greatly, and his whole body state reached its peak.

This move of the God of Lightning was so shocking that it made the world and ghosts weep.

"Longyuan!"

"Chengying!"

"Kunwu!"

Hong Juding raised his sword lightly.

The three swords suspended in the air turned into three lights of different colors and directly hit the shadow of the god.

"Bang!"

The first Longyuan sword accurately stabbed the lightning spear.

With a loud bang, the Longyuan Sword was deflected, and the Thunder Spear was also blown to pieces on the spot.

"Bang!"

The second Chengying Sword followed closely, and in a burst of blue lightning, it hit the fist of the god heavily.

Another loud bang.

The Chengying Sword was deflected, and the shadow of the god, along with half of his body, was strangled to pieces by the sword energy.

Han Feiyang's body shook, as if struck by lightning, and blood flowed out of his nostrils.

"Swoosh!"

Another ray of light shot over.

The third Kunwu Sword targeted Han Feiyang's body.

"Ah~!!"

Han Feiyang roared, clenched his fist, and smashed the Kunwu Sword hard.

Now he had no way to avoid it, and could only fight hard.

"Bang!!"

With a loud bang, the ring shook, and the world roared.

The Kunwu Sword was directly bounced dozens of meters away, and after turning several circles in the air, it pierced into the ground of the ring with a "chi".

On the other hand, Han Feiyang was thrown back more than ten meters under the impact of the huge force, and he had already spit out a lot of blood in the air.

Finally, he fell heavily to the ground, his face was as pale as gold paper, and he was in a mess.

Before Han Feiyang could get up.

Hong Juding's fourth Shenque Sword had quietly arrived and locked on Han Feiyang's throat.

"Buzz~!"

When it was about to touch the skin, the Shenque Sword suddenly stopped and made a series of light sounds.

The sharp sword energy cut Han Feiyang's skin and pierced a little blood.

Han Feiyang froze and dared not move.

As long as the Shenque Sword went in an inch further, he could be killed with one sword.

At this moment, everyone's heart was hanging.

Han Feiyang's life and death depended on Hong Juding's thoughts. - Ton

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