Chapter 138 The Artistic Conception of Fengyun Yizhan Sword

"Beat me first, then fight Chu Tian!"

Suddenly, a cold snort sounded.

Immediately, a figure quickly flew onto the ring.

It turned out to be Dang Fengyun who was number one on the Tianji Ranking!

Danfeng Yun's face was gloomy and livid at the moment, and his eyes were filled with blazing anger.

Obviously, what Luo Yuanwen did just now greatly angered him!

When Chu Tian saw Dang Fengyun coming on stage, his eyes flashed and he nodded secretly.

In the previous competitions, Luo Yuanwen defeated the enemy with one move every time, and could not see much.

Now that Dang Fengyun takes the initiative, he can test Luo Yuanwen's true methods and strength!

"Who are you?"

Luo Yuanwen didn't know Dang Fengyun and asked coldly.

Everyone felt a little funny when they heard Luo Yuanwen's question.

Ranked number one on the Tianji list, no one even recognized him!

"Dang Fengyun!"

Dang Fengyun said lightly.

"Oh, so you are the number one in the Tianji Ranking, but you look no different from the trash in front of you!"

Luo Yuanwen smiled arrogantly.

Hearing Luo Yuanwen's arrogant words, Chu Tian frowned immediately.

Somehow, he always felt that after Luo Yuanwen's unexpected return, his whole personality had almost completely changed!

Although Luo Yuanwen was also very arrogant before, he was definitely not to the level he is now. He actually didn't even pay attention to Dang Fengyun!

In addition, Chu Tian felt that Luo Yuanwen's methods were much crueler and colder than before!

"court death!"

Being ridiculed in public, Dang Fengyun became furious on the spot.

boom!

Suddenly, his spiritual energy was running at full power!

A terrifying spiritual pressure shot up directly into the sky, and immediately struck Luo Yuanwen with a majestic majesty that was overwhelming like a mountain!

Luo Yuanwen's body trembled suddenly and he couldn't help but bend his upper body.

However, he raised his eyebrows and returned to normal instantly.

Immediately, he snorted coldly, clenched the black spear in his hand, and stabbed hard into the void above!

Bang!

There was a loud noise!

The terrifying spiritual pressure that oppressed Luo Yuanwen's body suddenly opened an invisible hole!

puff!

The spiritual pressure was broken, and Dang Fengyun immediately suffered a backlash, spurting out a small mouthful of blood.

"As expected, you are still a waste, let's die!"

At this moment, Luo Yuanwen roared wildly, and the black spear in his hand struck out.

Danfeng Yun's expression changed slightly, he snorted coldly, and he clenched his palm suddenly, and immediately held a purple heavy sword in his hand!

He is good at using swords, and at least half of his strength lies in this purple heavy sword!

At this time, he was completely angered by Luo Yuanwen, and he could no longer hold back the purple epee in his hand!

"kill!"

Dang Fengyun let out a low roar and also swung the sword in his hand!

Bang!

In an instant, the dark spear and the purple heavy sword collided fiercely!

Suddenly, the entire void shook violently.

Black and purple spiritual light burst out quickly, flashing crazily and completely occupying the entire arena in the blink of an eye!

Bang bang bang!

From the two distinct auras, deafening crashing sounds continued to be heard, and the hearts of everyone present were heard beating violently.

Since the entire arena was completely covered by the aura, everyone couldn't see clearly what was going on.

We can only rely on the loud noise heard by our ears to analyze and judge who will have the upper hand and who is more likely to win the final victory.

boom!

After a few breaths, a loud noise suddenly came out, and everything came to an abrupt end.

Everyone hurriedly opened their eyes and stared at the ring.

"This guy Luo Yuanwen is definitely dead!"

"That's right! You dare to call Senior Brother Dang a waste, you are really bold!"

"What kind of person is Senior Brother Dang? How can he be compared to a suddenly rising upstart like Luo Yuanwen!"

"Senior Brother Dang, it's best if he can kill this bastard Luo Yuanwen with one sword, so that he can vent his anger for us guys!"

When many inner court disciples talk about Luo Yuanwen, they all itch with hatred, wishing that Luo Yuanwen would die soon!

After two or three breaths, the aura on the ring finally completely dissipated, revealing the two figures.

"What!"

"How can it be!"

"Senior Brother Dang...Senior Brother Dang was defeated!"

Everyone was dumbfounded.

On the ring, the two were several feet apart, motionless, staring at each other.

Dang Fengyun's face was pale, and a striking blood hole was stabbed in his right chest, which was bleeding continuously. His breath was rising and falling, which was very unstable.

Opposite him, Luo Yuanwen was also pale and had one or two stab wounds on his body, but they were all minor injuries, and his aura seemed to be very stable, with almost no impact.

Chu Tian's face was solemn.

He couldn't understand that no matter how effective the blood beast cores in the Blood Mist Forest were, Luo Yuanwen's strength would not be able to achieve such a huge improvement in just two months!

From this, it can be seen that Luo Yuanwen must have obtained other amazing blessings!

"Okay, okay, well done Yuanwen!"

Marquis Tianluo couldn't help but smile proudly when he saw his son showing off his might and defeating Dang Fengyun.

Luo Peng was also smiling and nodding.

He always thought that Luo Yuanwen had died long ago, but he didn't expect that he was not dead, and his strength had also received such a terrifying improvement!

After two days of bad luck, he finally got lucky and was proud of himself!

On the ring.

Dang Fengyun panted slightly, his eyes boiling with fighting spirit, staring at the opposite side.

Although he was seriously injured, he was not defeated and could continue to fight!

After a breath, Dang Fengyun flashed and stood in the air, looking at Luo Yuanwen on the ring with cold eyes.

"Wind and cloud cut!"

Suddenly, Dang Fengyun roared, raised the purple heavy sword in his hand high, and then slashed it down!

Boom!

This sword slash contained all the spiritual energy and anger in Dang Fengyun's body, and also contained all his understanding and application of swordsmanship!

The sword slashed down, the sword sounded into the sky, the wind and clouds surged, and the boundless void rolled back to both sides at a high speed, looking like it was about to split in half!

"Sword state of mind!"

On the high platform, a marquis suddenly stood up with a shocked face.

"It's not the artistic conception of the sword, it's just the initial touch of the artistic conception of the sword!"

Another marquis stood up at the same time and shook his head, but the shock on his face was also undisguised.

The other bigwigs were looking at Dang Fengyun with wide eyes, their hearts beating wildly.

"Damn it!"

"I actually touched the artistic conception of the sword!"

Luo Peng and Tian Luo Hou both looked very ugly, showing deep worry.

Artistic conception is a more profound understanding of martial arts and martial arts, which can only be comprehended by strong people in the spirit vein realm.

Dang Fengyun is only half a step into the spirit vein realm, but he has already touched the artistic conception of the sword.

From this, it can be seen how evil his cultivation talent is!

On the ring, Luo Yuanwen looked up with a solemn face.

At this moment, everything else disappeared from his sight!

Only a dazzling purple sword light remained, as if a sword was chopped down from the sky, splitting him in half on the spot!

"Come out!"

After a breath, Luo Yuanwen raised his arms, his face was grim, and he roared wildly.

Swish!

In an instant, a blood-colored ball of light shot up from his body!