Start making choices with the Magic Sword Chess of Life and Death

"First-class?".

"Brother Qianxing's talent is truly unparalleled in the world, and it has only been a few days since the destruction of the Five Poisons Sect, but he has been able to achieve such a huge breakthrough. "

Sima Lingfeng, who was shocked back by Ren Qianxing's internal force for seven steps, held a yin and yang fan, and his eyes were full of shock.

He didn't expect that Ren Qianxing's internal strength would be so strong!

Sima Lingfeng, known as the son of the moon by the people of the rivers and lakes, in addition to his own personable and elegant image and temperament attached to the bright moon, the most important thing is that his own talent is strong enough!

It is rumored in the world that with Sima Lingfeng's talent, he will be able to tease the sky and the moon with his strength over time, so he is respected as the son of the moon.

Before he met Ren Qianxing, Sima Lingfeng didn't think there was anything wrong with this title, but now compared to Ren Qianxing's talent, it is like a firefly competing with the bright moon!

Sima Lingfeng remembers very well that it took him three months to break through from the second-rate peak to the early stage of the first-class, and he was already a genius to break through in three months, but Ren Qianxing was good, and it took three days before and after!

"Brother Ling Feng is serious, go on. "

Ren Qianxing, who was under the watchful eye of tens of thousands of people, naturally did not know what Sima Lingfeng's mood was at this time, and opened his mouth with a calm face to signal the competition to continue.

"Okay, since Brother Qianxing has shown his strength, he won't hide it below. "

Hearing Ren Qianxing's words, Sima Lingfeng came back to his senses, and the fan in his right hand was also surging with internal force all over his body.

Bang Bang!

As the internal force of Sima Lingfeng's whole body surged, I saw a layer of gray silver-white light appear on his body, and his strength was also completely revealed--half-step innate!

"Half a step innate?!There is only one last step left from the innate realm!".

"The talent of the young man of Langyue is also very strong, last year was the peak of the first-class, and in just one year, there was a breakthrough, no wonder it is rumored in the rivers and lakes that he will be the next palace master of Sanssouci Palace, with his strength is indeed called!".

"Tsk! Now that the major forces in the rivers and lakes are emerging in an endless stream, and geniuses are emerging one after another, who do you think will win this competition between the two of them?"

"Needless to say, although the talent of the hall master is stronger than that of the moon boy, the cultivation time is too short, and there is a lot of gap in the internal strength at the moment, so naturally the moon master has an advantage!"

......

Feeling the internal force on Sima Lingfeng's body that was stronger than Ren Qianxing, countless people in the Supreme Alliance discussed it again.

There is no doubt that both Ren Qianxing and Sima Lingfeng are very admired, and their talents are very high.

But in terms of winning or losing this competition at the moment, almost ninety percent of the people present believe that Ren Qianxing will definitely lose, because whether it is from the perspective of internal strength or qualifications, Ren Qianxing is slightly inferior.

After all, no matter how you say it, Sima Lingfeng is several years older than Ren Qianxing, and if the two are the same age, the people present may not think so.

"You can touch the innate threshold at a young age, and the future of your child, Master of Sanssouci Palace, is limitless!"

Guan Yutian, who was sitting on the dragon chair, found that Sima Lingfeng's realm was also slightly raised, and he looked at the Sanssouci Palace Lord beside him.

"Official Alliance Leader, although Ling Feng's talent is strong, there is still a big gap compared to your beloved disciple, according to the cultivation speed of Qianxing Xiaoyou, I am afraid that it will surpass Ling Feng in less than two years. "

The master of Sanssouci Palace brushed the green silk hanging from his ears, and responded to Guan Yutian with a smile on his face.

Brush!

When the official Yutian and the master of the Sanssouci Palace opened their mouths to talk, Ren Qianxing and Sima Lingfeng had already re-engaged in the war together.

Sima Lingfeng held the yin and yang fan in his hand, and once again took the lead, casting the cloud wave flame fan to attack Ren Qianxing.

Different from before, Sima Lingfeng's yin and yang fan at this time condensed a layer of silver-white true qi, and the fan method also changed from the original stability to an extremely fierce offensive momentum.

Obviously, Sima Lingfeng wants a quick solution!

"Broken!".

Seeing Sima Lingfeng's fierce attack, like a roaring tiger, Ren Qianxing snorted lightly, accompanied by a crisp sword groan, Ziwei's soft sword appeared in his hand, with Dugu Jiujian and Tai Chi True Qi, a sword will break the attack of the Yin and Yang Fan, and the anti-guest is the main thing, and the sword will attack Sima Lingfeng's shoulder with a turn!

Although Sima Lingfeng was on guard against Ren Qianxing's counterattack, the Dugu Nine Sword was too subtle, and it was impossible for him to avoid it perfectly.

Knowing that he couldn't avoid it, Sima Lingfeng's right hand holding the yin and yang fan shook slightly!

Bang!

As Sima Lingfeng operated the internal force to vibrate the Yin Yang Fan, two money darts were instantly shot out from the Yin Yang Fan, shaking the Ziwei soft sword that stabbed at his shoulder by an inch.

The sword was shaken open by an inch, and it was originally stabbed in the shoulder, but in the end, it only cut Sima Lingfeng's brocade clothes apart, and did not let him be injured.

Sima Lingfeng, in addition to the ever-changing fan method and the poisonous skills of Sanssouci Palace, is also a good hand at using hidden weapons!

"Wonderful! Qianxing Xiaoyou is really good swordsmanship!".

"It is rumored that Qianxing Xiaoyou's swordsmanship is superb, and when I saw it today, it was true. "

Seeing that Ren Qianxing had another victory with his own swordsmanship, the Tianmen Daoist of the Taishan faction, Liu Zhengfeng of the Hengshan faction, and the Dingxian master of the Hengshan faction in the Wuyue Sword Sect present all cheered loudly.

And Zuo Lengchan of the Songshan faction and Yue Buqun of the Huashan faction, who are also among the five Yue Sword Sects, have gloomy expressions and bow their heads in contemplation.

As the Wuyue Sword Sect, they have been using swords all their lives, but Ren Qianxing's Dugu Nine Swords have just been used, they have never heard

of it!

The existence of this exquisite sword technique obviously made these two people have bad intentions.

"Thank you Brother Qianxing for your mercy, if you had stabbed me in the chest with a sword just now, I would have died. "

Sima Lingfeng clasped his fists with both hands and thanked Ren Qianxing.

As he said, if Ren Qianxing's sword was pointed to his chest just now, he would definitely die!

"It's just a discussion, talk about life and death. "

"Although Brother Ling Feng's fan method is varied, the means of defending against the opponent are extremely weak, if Brother Ling Feng can luck wander the Zhangmen acupoint to enhance the defensive moves of the fan method, the sword just now will not necessarily be my victory. "

Ren Qianxing shook his head and pointed out the shortcomings in Sima Ling's fan method.

Sima Lingfeng is highly talented, and it would naturally be best if he could win him over.

"Brother Qianxing's subordinates are merciful, and now they are still pointing out the fan method, and this kindness Ling Feng remembers it in his heart. "

"Brother Qianxing, I think there is no need for this competition to continue, why don't we decide the winner with one move?"

Sima Lingfeng heard Ren Qianxing's words, looked at the yin and yang fan in his hand and pondered for a moment, and then seemed to understand something, and nodded gratefully at Ren Qianxing.

After nodding, Sima Lingfeng then looked at Ren Qianxing with a serious face.

"Please. "

Ren Qianxing held the crape myrtle soft sword and bowed his head slightly.