Chapter 1010： Sword fight

The winning Jiang Chen deliberately ran to Meng Lang to make a count, which made people unable to react.

Meng Lang himself was too. After a while, he smiled mockingly and shrugged his shoulders.

"It's really uncomfortable to be taught by a child's old-fashioned way."

His voice was so cold that he could hear it was angry.

"Do you think you can beat me if you beat Li Piaoran? Naive!"

In a word, Meng Lang flew into the sky, his sword as bright as frost and snow.

"Come on, let me tell you what real martial arts is."

"Budo, it's not just about strength."

He followed a swift and fierce path, with the pride of the swordsman, and looked down on those who knew only brute force.

Even if you know that Li Piaoran's boxing is pursuing Dadaozhijian.

Li Piaoran held her body in the air, still thinking about how she would be defeated. When she heard these words from Meng Lang, she was very unconvinced.

However, she glanced at Jiang Chen and retracted the words to her mouth.

If Meng Lang defeated Jiang Chen, it could be regarded as helping her breath indirectly.

So she silently retreated to the low air.

"stand up!"

When Wang Xing was found kneeling on the ground, Li Piaoran said angrily.

Wang Xing glanced at Jiang Chen over there and saw that his mind was not here, so he got up enough to get up.

Jiang Chen did not control him, and people came to the air again.

"Are you facing the top two players in a row ?!"

People in the city were still surprised by the extraordinary state of Jiang Chen, and immediately saw that he was going to fight with Meng Lang again, and his hearts were mixed.

Meng Lang and Li Piaoran are completely different styles, and the power of kendo is extraordinary.

The Upanishads Artistic Conception is tailor-made for its own kendo.

The mystery of the wind reached the eighth.

The fifth level of the sword of wind.

Not to mention the state of his Seven Star Palace, illuminated by the convergence of mysterious aura and mysterious air.

"Meng Lang ranks higher than Li Piaoran, because swordplay is amazing."

"In the face of Jiang Chen, who has a lower level, he has an advantage."

People have witnessed Jiang Chen's terrible fighting power, but Meng Lang's strength is deeply ingrained in the people of this continent.

Some analyses, in particular, sound reasonable.

"My sword is not stained with blood or sheath. I hope you are prepared."

Meng Lang said, pointing his sword at Jiang Chen.

At the moment of stopping, a wind vortex was formed at the tip of the sword, and it quickly spread to the entire sky.

The roaring wind sounded in my ears as if thousands of horses rushed across, and the powerful wind of the mountains was about to destroy everything.

Before the war began, it was already the first.

Meng Lang is like a prince in the wind, with an exaggerated look on his face, full of showiness in his eyebrows.

Perhaps Xu Chen felt that Jiang Chen would understand the gap in his sword.

Unfortunately, he was destined to be disappointed, Jiang Chen was indifferent, and the strong wind could not move him.

"If you understand the mystery, it won't be so."

Meng Lang shook his head with regret, only when Jiang Chen couldn't see through.

"Swordman! It's not something a barbarian like you can understand!"

Said, Meng Lang stabbed with a sword, Jianmang like a rainbow, passing by.

As soon as Jiang Chen punched out, he was overbearing and destroyed Jianmang.

It is well known that Meng Lang, Jiang Chen's mighty power, did not care, this sword is just a pavement.

After the punches poured out, Meng Lang blew through like a gust of wind and came to the left of Jiang Chen.

The sword in his hand is running fast, the sword light and the sword awn overlap, as if ten million blades are flying out at the same time.

Meng Lang is indeed more deadly than Li Piaoran.

There are endless changes in Li Piaoran's Xuanshenquan, but as long as he is strong enough, he can do it hard.

Meng Lang's sword is different, not just a contest of strength, but a skill.

The ruthless swordsman is heading for the key, and he hasn't said too much about life and death beforehand, and many people are nervous.

Fortunately, Jiang Chen responded very quickly, and he had more than one blade downstream of the sword's web of death.

"See? This is the swordman!"

Meng Lang was very proud, and kept taunting: "Under Jianfeng, you have no qualification at all."

"Your sword, though."

Who knows that Jiang Chen didn't realize this and didn't look at him at all.

"Mouth-hard! Do you think you can escape my sword? Try the sword!"

"Swordsmanship!"

In order to prove his sword, Meng Lang was obviously showing off his skills.

But I have to say that this sword is indeed true.

The swiftness of swordplay is brought to the fullest, with the essence of Jiang Chen's "Moment of Sword".

The sword is together, the sword and man are united, and the transformed sword is everywhere and there is no trace.

The onlookers looked scared, let alone Jiang Chen.

Brahma sounds a little nervous, but at the same time has expectations.

As far as she knows, Jiang Chen is more than simple.

"Achieving extraordinary Kendo power is still flawed."

Jiang Chen did not open the unparalleled state like the enemy Li Piaoran, but clenched the sword handle tightly.

People seem to notice that there are always two swords sticking to his waist.

Just because of the previous outstanding performance, they are about to be forgotten.

"Naive!"

Meng Lang's voice sounded from all directions, thousands of sword shadows struck like storms.

Jiang Chen also pulled out the Heavenly Sword and Chixiao Sword at the same time.

He didn't hesitate, and went straight into the sword world.

"Fenghuo Sword Wheel!"

The two swords drove the extreme of wind and fire, and instantly formed a terrifying power.

The sword shadow had nowhere to hide under the sword wheel, and Jiang Chen could not be hurt at all.

Especially at the moment when the sword wheel finally showed its power, Meng Lang's sword force was torn apart.

The unity of man and sword could not be maintained, and people soon saw his pale face standing with a sword.

Compared to the injury, he looked at Jiang Chen with a **** look.

"Two kinds of mysterious realms ?!" he screamed aloud.

People also reminded him that the noise was rushing into the sky.

Li Piaoran, who had just lost, was speechless.

It turned out that those two swords were not decorations!

Jiang Chen also has unparalleled kendo power.

"You are speculating! That move is not sword art at all!" Meng Lang couldn't accept it, and started to sue.

"Is this your style? Blame it after losing?" Jiang Chen laughed.

Everyone laughed, Meng Lang's words were ridiculous.

If martial arts pays attention to elegance and vulgarity, and violates practicality, then it is a rebellion.

Not to mention the fact that the two Uprising Sword Realms can be fused together, which is impossible for most people.

"Hmm ~ www.novelhall.com ~ That's your strongest sword, maybe the upper hand, but I will tell you what is inscrutable with a real sword!"

Meng Lang still insists on his own view, and the world is drunk and I am sober.

"That being the case, let's see if this is the real swordsmanship."

Jiang Chen sneered. Talented people are not afraid of Meng Lang's remarks.

His two swords fluttered with beauty, and silently operated the "Book of Swords".

One sword to eight swords was cast by two Daojians. This is the eight-style sword with infinite charm.

Countless people are stunned.

The Book of Swords is the Supreme Book.

In one person's hands, the interpretation of two Tao swords is so perfect.

Used against the enemy, people can only be poor opponents.