Qian Gang's voice echoed, and the Jingji Knife in his hand began to shine with a monstrous light. An unyielding faith that was angry and asking the heavens began to overflow from Qian Gang!

Feng Caichen's clear eyes flashed with a hint of admiration. During the time when Qian Gang started to speak, he had countless ways to completely defeat him, but he didn't. Instead, he gave Qian Gang the opportunity to use his sword. Like

Ye Wuque, Feng Caichen knew that in Longgu County, except for Ye Wuque, no one would be his opponent. The so-called top ten battle was meaningless in his eyes.

However, Feng Caichen was willing to give him the opportunity to perform the strongest blow to see the glory of the sword as Qian Gang did, so that he could see the glory of the sword.

"Wen Tian!"

When these three words came out of Qian Gang's mouth, the Longgu County monks in the entire arena felt their scalps begin to numb, and every strand of hair seemed to fall off. The exposed skin felt cold, and there was an illusion that the body was cracked.

On the throne, a hint of interest flashed in Ye Wuque's bright eyes.

"Nu Wentian... Not bad sword intent. This Qiangang has a very good aptitude in the sword path, and his Jingji Sword is not an ordinary one."

Ye Wuque has amazing eyesight, and naturally saw that Qiangang's Jingji Sword was not an ordinary long sword. He originally thought that it was a top-grade spiritual weapon, but now it seems that it is probably more than that.

Swish!

Suddenly, a bright red sword light was reflected in Ye Wuque's bright eyes, and even a roar with endless anger sounded in his ears!     Above

the void, a sword light like a blood rainbow exploded, and Qiangang's figure appeared in it. He was surprisingly integrated with Jingji Sword, and with his Nu Wentian sword intent, achieving perfection in the three aspects of man, sword, and sword intent!     "Cut!"     Qiangang's voice in the sky was fierce and overbearing, as if all his energy and spirit were transformed into this sword!     With a long sword in hand, I angrily question the heavens. If the heavens do not give me what I want, I     will destroy everything with my sword! At this moment, all the super geniuses on the throne showed a trace of fear. What would it be like if they were transformed into them to face Qiangang's sword?     This time, even Wan Ziliang showed a trace of respect in his eyes, but there was still a sense of excitement and arrogance on his face.     "With a sword in hand, I angrily question the heavens... Not a bad sword intention."     On the battlefield, Feng Caichen slightly raised his head and looked at Qiangang's sword, with more appreciation in his eyes.     Swish!     The next moment, a bright sword light suddenly lit up, as if with an unconcealable splendor, at this moment it completely suppressed Qiangang's sword intention of asking the sky in anger. Heaven-slashing sword     -drawing technique!     Feng Caichen still used this move, which was one of the three secret methods of "Ruwo Zhan", but it had already evolved into his own sword move.     Swish!     The void cracked, and the chaotic undercurrent of space kept sweeping wildly, but it could not cover up a trace of wonder!     In the sky, the sword light formed by the angry sword intent stagnated in the void, and the terrifying power continued to rage. It could clearly destroy everything, but it was forcibly imprisoned by another more terrifying power!     It was a sword light that was extremely bright, and it lit up and exploded in an instant, as if it had the power to cut the sky!     "Open it for me...!"     In the angry sword intent, Qiangang roared, his god was crazy, and his eyes were full of bloodshot. Even though his right hand was torn, he still didn't care about anything, burning all the strength in his body to cut this sword!     Swish!     Finally, Qiangang's madness was rewarded. He really cut this sword, and endless sword light poured down, heavily slashing on the ancient long sword held by a slender white hand!     However, everything ended here.     With a clang, Qiangang's Jingji Knife fell to the ground. He was covered in blood and lay on his back. This was the result of exhausting the last bit of strength. Endless fatigue overwhelmed him, but before he fainted, he saw Feng Caichen standing with his sword raised, and saw that the other party was still unharmed.     "What a terrible person..."     Qiangang whispered for the last time, and his eyes went black and he fainted completely.     On the battlefield, Ye Wuque looked at the huge cracks on the blade of Yangwu Sword in his hand, and the sword was about to fall. His clear eyes swept over the Jingji Knife, and then he understood.     "It turned out to be a quasi-artifact..."     Feng Caichen sheathed his long sword, looked at Qiangang with a hint of admiration, and turned away.     Wow!     The arena was boiling!     But at this moment, a tall and majestic figure suddenly soared into the sky and landed on the battlefield. It was Wan Ziliang!     "After waiting for so long, it's finally my turn! Hahahaha! Ye Wuque, come and fight if you're brave enough!"     Wan Ziliang's body, which was like cast iron, was trembling, and terrible power was flowing in it. The evil spirit was spreading. He stared at Ye Wuque on the throne and spoke fiercely!     With Wan Ziliang's words, the already boiling arena burst into cheers and shouts ten times more!     "Is the Demon King Kong so confident? He wants to fight the God of War?"     "This Wan Ziliang is definitely stronger than Wei Qianxiang and Ke Xian! But even Ying Jiu's spiritual fire can't do anything to him!"     "It seems that this penultimate battle will be a fight between dragons and tigers!"     "It depends on who between the God of War and the Demon King Kong can become the object of competing with Tianjian for the strongest!"     ...     Countless Longgu County monks were discussing enthusiastically. Those who could defeat the other super geniuses and advance to the penultimate round were definitely masters among masters, showing their talents and moving forward!     Since the rise of the God of War, he has swept all opponents all the way, never defeated, and remained strong to the end!     The Demon King Kong also fought bloody battles all the way, and was very strong. He crushed all opponents, and no one could stand up to him!     Now these two extremely powerful super geniuses are finally going to fight each other. Who will be the better one?     On the battle stage, Wan Ziliang stood proudly, his tall and majestic body exuding murderous aura, like a demon god!

On the throne, Ye Wuque had a blank expression on his face, his eyes were bright and deep, and he slowly stood up. In an instant, he stood up like a heavenly emperor, with unparalleled might, and the whole sky seemed to surrender to him.

At the same time, the originally bustling arena suddenly became quiet, and everyone dared not even breathe!

It was because they felt an indescribable breath from the god of war, as if ordinary mortals suddenly bumped into the supreme emperor, and were shocked by his imperial temperament, shivering, and their legs couldn't help shaking.

Taking a step forward, not hurriedly, Ye Wuque, with his hands behind his back, slowly walked towards the battle stage, as if the emperor of heaven was on patrol, with an air that covered the nine heavens and ten earths! There

was obviously no fluctuation around him, just like a mortal, but the aura he exuded invisibly made people shiver!

At this moment, Wan Ziliang seemed to have experienced the pressure that Ke Xian had experienced before. His eyes, filled with evil spirit, burst into brilliant light, and his body, like cast iron, surged with terrible fluctuations, resisting the pressure from Ye Wuque.

When Ye Wuque appeared on the stage, the quiet arena once again burst into enthusiastic shouts!

"Hehe! Ye Wuque, I am eager for this battle. I have said long ago that defeating you can give me a strong sense of conquest. I have the guts to fight you and both of us are good at close combat. Let's fight today! Don't worry, I will show mercy!"

A conceited smile flashed across Wan Ziliang's dark face. Looking at Ye Wuque, the provocation in his eyes was extremely strong.

"Take action."

Ye Wuque looked at Wan Ziliang from a distance. For Wan Ziliang's provocative and conceited words, Ye Wuque did not have any emotional fluctuations. His face was calm and he spoke three words lightly.

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