(Second update)
"I'll send you on your way today!" Jiang Shenyu obviously didn't want to worry too much about Zheng Yi, the slave. The reason why he challenged him again was more to prove his reputation!
A cold sword light rushed towards Zheng Yi's throat!
Zheng Yi, who was standing beside him, seemed to have already sensed it, so he soared into the air without thinking and avoided the sharp sword. The iron sword in his arms was no longer held it, but held it in his right hand.
"This is..." Ye Chen looked at this strange scene, and the expression on Zheng Yi's face told everyone that he had not reacted to Jiang Shenyu's tentative sword, but he really avoided it.
"His combat instinct is so terrifying!" Ye Chen narrowed his eyes. It seemed that the ending of this battle was hard to say.
Seeing that his tentative sword was dodged, Jiang Shenyu said calmly: "You are qualified to be my opponent, let's take a move!"
Zheng Yi's eyes were not murderous intent, but he was not vague at all. The iron sword in his right hand waved on his thick arm, as casual as a child's house wine, but the sword energy rules, which were as thick as a tree's trunk, flew towards Jiang Shenyu with murderous intent like a dragon!
"The sword path is so casual, it's interesting!" Jiang Shenyu put away his previous calm expression. Although he still looked down on Zheng Yi on his lips, he was covered with wind under his feet, and the cold frost sword's blue sword body was even louder.
Jiang Shenyu waved a sword, and in just a moment, a hole was cut on the coarse cloth mashan on Zheng Yi's chest!
A touch of bright red came out of Zheng Yi's chest, and Jiang Shenyu's mouth drew a curve, and then turned around and was about to leave!
In his eyes, a sword in Han Frost was in the middle of his chest, and his heart pulse had long been destroyed. This person was already a corpse!
"It's over?" The spectators, who were unknown, looked at Jiang Shenyu who was about to walk off the ring, and then looked at Zheng Yi who had not moved on the stage, were also stunned.
Just as everyone was about to make a judgment, the roar from the audience shocked everyone!
"roar!"
Zheng Yi beat his chest and stamped his feet and let out a roar. This sound made Jiang Shenyu, who was about to turn around and leave, stunned. He suddenly turned around.
"How is that possible!" Jiang Shenyu looked at Zheng Yi in disbelief. At this moment, a hint of redness had indeed appeared on his opponent's chest, but that's all. Even the flesh and blood had just tore open the skin.
Zheng Yi was in pain and rushed towards Jiang Shenyu with an iron sword in his hand. The iron sword was used in the hands of this strong man.
It seemed that Zheng Yi was completely using the iron sword in his hand as a scoundrel.
It was this unruly slashing that made Jiang Shenyu, who was proficient in sword skills, feel powerless.
"Bang!"
Jiang Shenyu was accidentally hit by the back of the iron sword and flew backwards.
Just as everyone exclaimed, Jiang Shenyu firmly stabilized his body in the air and stood a few meters away from Zheng Yi.
A trace of blood appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he was injured!
"Fighting with you is really an insult to the name of the sword cultivator!" Jiang Shenyu looked cold and wiped away the traces at the corner of his mouth. "Let you see what a sword cultivator is like!"
The cold frost sword with the same heart as Jiang Shenyu shines brightly at this moment, "The sword intention appears!"
With his harsh shout, the Cold Snow Sword did not change, but the momentum of Jiang Shenyu's original deity began to rise, which was a kind of strength that would rather break than bend!
"Hanfrost sword, one stab!" It was still a light blow, but this time the speed was countless times faster. Even with Zheng Yi's powerful combat instinct, he could not dodge.
That thorn is the heart!
Zheng Yi had no choice but to subconsciously push the iron sword across his chest to resist!
"bite!"
With a crisp sound, the iron sword in Zheng Yi's hand shattered in front of everyone's eyes, turning into a touch of powder and dissipating into the world.
"Oh my God, what kind of power is this!"
"The black iron sword was actually blown into powder?"
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"The gap between swordsmanship and strength is too big." Ye Chen looked at Jiang Shenyu, who was so handsome on the stage, and sighed in his heart that the outcome was decided.
But for some reason, Ye Chen felt a similar feeling from Zheng Yi's body of water.
This person obviously has no sword skills, but why does he contain a hint of water in his body?
Ye Chen thought it was an illusion, but when he looked back on the scenes just now, he actually found that Zheng Yiyuan was not that simple!
Seeing this, Jiang Shenyu couldn't help but sneer and said lightly: "It seems that you are like this. You have never mastered the sword intent. How to fight with me!"
"Hanfrost sword, destroy!" It was still a casual sword. This time, Zheng Yi could not avoid it.
"Sher!"
The sound of the sword tip piercing into the flesh and blood sounded, and Jiang Shenyu had an upside-down golden hook that actually picked Zheng Yi's huge body away!
Then he swung it gently and hit the ground!
"Bang!"
In a huge pit, blood was flowing from Zheng Yi's chest, his vitality began to dissipate, and his consciousness gradually began to blur...
"Send you to the road!" Jiang Shenyu did not intend to let Zheng Yi go. The frost sword in his hand was shining with a sharp blue light, and a shocking sword intent cut open!
However, the mutational rupture!
"bite!"
With a crisp sound, a faint figure appeared in front of the deep pit. The previous fatal blow was also stopped by him!
"Who are you?" Jiang Shenyu was quite unhappy when he saw that he was stopped when he was seeking his life. However, as a child of a large family, he still has basic cultivation.
Chapter completed!