C112 (1/2)

Swoosh!

Cang Haoyun's figure moved, his entire being was like a drawn sword, flying towards Ye Feng at an extremely fast speed.

In the blink of an eye, the distance between them was reduced to five steps.

”Whoosh!”

Only now did Cang Haoyun pull out the sword. As the sword was unsheathed, the twisted sword aura seemed to be slow but it was actually fast, as though it came down from above like a nightmare, causing people to not be able to differentiate between the two.

Wu Yan, who was watching the fight from the side, turned pale.

Just now, he had lost to Cang Haoyun under his sword and fought against his. That feeling of being unable to use his full strength and being at a loss of what to do was still fresh in his mind, engraved in the deepest part of his mind.

Clang!

Under the nervous and excited gazes of the crowd, Ye Feng moved.

His movements were extremely strange, and the short iron rod in his hand was even more inconceivable. He pushed forward horizontally, and this push was like a heavenly horse flying in the sky, accompanied by the whistling sound of the wind.

Peng!

Unknowingly, Cang Haoyun's sword attack was blocked by a seemingly casual push from Ye Feng.

”Hmm? ”Blocked?”

Surprised exclamations came from all directions, even Cang Haoyun felt his heart jump.

How could that be?

How could this Divine Sword of his be so easily blocked by his opponent? Furthermore, when the short iron rod in his hand collided with his own spirit artifact, the Azure Cloud Sword, it was not cut in half.

The force coming from the iron rod even caused his chest to become sluggish, causing him to feel a little stuffy.

Cang Haoyun's face showed surprise.

The first sword had failed. The second sword must be able to completely suppress the opponent. Then, the third sword would gain the victory. It would not lose out to his title of 'The sword is only three'.

Only, to his surprise, Ye Feng took the initiative to launch a counterattack.

”Seven Moons!”

He used the move from the ”Flame Blade”.

The might of the Profound Rank High Grade was not weak at all. A breathtaking Black Light appeared out of thin air and slashed downwards from the top. It was as if a meteor was falling, and its speed was extremely fast as it went straight for Cang Haoyun's chest.

Cang Haoyun took a step back, the Longsword in his hand grabbed onto a few sword flowers, trying to take back the initiative.

However, Ye Feng's eyes were sharp. With a turn of his wrist, this technique ”Seven Moons Fire” exploded forth. A violent wind spread out layer by layer, spreading towards Cang Haoyun.

The oncoming Rod Shadow gave Cang Haoyun the feeling of a mountain range smashing onto him layer by layer.

On one hand, it was because the level of the blade technique was extremely high, on the other hand, it was because Ye Feng's strength was huge and heavy, and each of the Rod Shadow contained several tens of thousands of kilograms of explosive force.

At this moment, Cang Haoyun retracted the contempt in his heart, his expression serious as he pulled himself out of the ground, and struck down with his sword.

Crack! Crack! ”Ka Cha!”

As the sword light and the Rod Shadow made contact, the beams of light shattered one after another.

The two of them were actually evenly matched, neither of them could do anything to the other!

This series of lightning-like movements caused the spectators to be flabbergasted. No one would have thought that a Clear Heart Stage Martial Cultivator could actually have such an intense battle with Cang Haoyun.

Wasn't Cang Haoyun known as the ”Three Swords”?

But just a moment ago, he had used more than three sword strikes. Ten sword strikes and twenty sword strikes.

”What a soul-stirring battle. Look at every single sword attack Cang Haoyun has released, it's so dangerous, it's so dangerous that people can't even react in time.”

”His opponent is not bad either. He blocked the first strike and even took the initiative to launch a counterattack.”

”To challenge the Yellow Ranking Expert, he must have some confidence.”