The two of them said no more words immediately.

The host on the side saw that the situation was similar and announced directly, "The game begins!"

As soon as they finished speaking, the two men summoned their respective martial spirits in surprisingly consistent movements.

The icy blue Divine Sword Bing Ji emerged. Lingtian raised his hand and held the Divine Sword in his hand. At the same time, bursts of icy cold energy emitted from the sword.

Gu Feng was holding a dark black sword, the length of which was almost half of his height.

"The first soul skill, the heavy sword slash!"

With a loud shout, Gu Feng's first soul ring flashed.

He waved the heavy sword in his hand, and a jet-black air wave slashed out from the blade. The blade carried an indomitable momentum and swept towards Lingtian's position.

Facing Gu Feng's tyrannical sword, Lingtian stood in front of him with his arms crossed and his sword across.

The first soul skill, the cold blade!

A flash of ice-blue light burst out from Lingtian's eyes, and then he struck forward with the Bing Ji Sword in his hand.

In an instant, the Bing Ji sword light and the Ba Dao light collided together.

The sword light and the sword light collide.

boom!

Suddenly, the smoke and dust in the stands enveloped the two people, and the energy waves generated by the collision spread to the surroundings. The sword light and sword light continued to escape in all directions. Even the audience seats tens of meters away from the sidelines could still be affected by this.

A powerful wave of air.

But all the spectators, without exception, still stared at the field with their eyes wide open.

Battles of this level are rare. Ordinary people like them rarely see high-level soul masters compete, so naturally no one wants to miss any detail.

At the same time, on the stage.

The moment the two rays of light collided, a cold light burst out from Gu Feng's eyes, and a layer of dark light suddenly appeared on the sword.

"The second soul skill is powerful and powerful!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Gufeng held swords in both hands, jumped up from the ground, and slashed towards Lingtian from top to bottom.

Seeing this, Lingtian touched the Bingji Sword with his fingertips.

The sword body also lit up with a dazzling ice-blue light. When the ancient wind approached, Lingtian also swung the sword with his arms crossed, the ice light shining brightly.

Bang!

The Ice Ji Sword and Ba Dao collided together, and a terrifying wave of energy swept through the entire arena.

The icy blue light and the dark sword light in mid-air were fighting each other in the air. The collision was particularly violent where the two energies intersected. Waves of sonic booms rang in everyone's ears. The spectators on the sidelines were particularly happy to see this scene.

!

This is the fighting spirit they want to see!

This is the soul fighting between high-level soul masters!

The two were in a stalemate for a moment, and Gu Feng stepped back and pulled away.

At this moment, his expression was solemn. He originally thought that he had paid enough attention to Lingtian and used his most commonly used soul skill combination from the beginning, but when the two of them actually fought against each other, he still underestimated...

Although this guy is a Soul King in terms of level, he didn't fall behind at all when he competed for soul power just now.

You must know that he is the Soul Emperor!

A soul king fought against a soul emperor, and he still managed to survive!

It should be said that he is worthy of being the owner of the Sapphire Medal, and he can handle the ten levels of soul power with ease...

"The fifth soul skill, the mad sword transformation!"

Gu Feng took a deep breath, and surging energy gathered around him.

A layer of dark ink-colored light emerged like armor, followed by an energy that was several times more powerful than before, and at the same time, it waved the sword in its hand and rushed towards Lingtian.

The pressure like a mountain rushed towards his face, but Lingtian held Bingji horizontally as before.

"Broken Mountain!"

When Gu Feng was about to rush to him, the Bingye sword bloomed again on the gorgeous glory. The audience sitting in front of Lingtian seemed to have a towering snow mountain in front of the eyes.

In the next second, it was broken, snowflakes, and the mountains and stones splashed towards the four weeks, and then the huge ice -blue sword mang split the snow mountain from the center.

Jian Guang enlarged, enlarged, and enlarged ...

Eventually, with the power of Rui, the power of the mountain cracks, facing the heavy daisy like a mountain.

Boom !!

When the two collided, there was a burst of horrible energy fluctuations.

The ancient wind across the sword in front of him, blocking the Bingye sword with a sword with a sword.

Alas!

The horrible sword light staggered with the knife mang, and the energy swept on the entire ring.

The audience on the stands of the audience was addicted.

At the same time, for the players who support each other, a series of fierce arguments have been launched.

"Sword Emperor, Sword Emperor!"

"Sword Emperor kills him and kill him!"

"The shit sword emperor is the strongest!"

"Yes, Emperor Soul beats the soul king, Bing Yan is definitely not the opponent of the sword!"

"Fart, the sword emperor is the victory of the king!"

"How many years were the winning king? How many years were the things that years ago? Competition with the soul and soul master, do you still have a face to brag here?"

"..."

"According to me, it is even greater to win the ancient style."

"Sword Emperor, Sword Emperor is the strongest!"

When the audience argued fiercely below, the two were still the same as before.

boom!

With the exhaustive energy of the mountain -like type, the two of them exited the battle center in the same way.

After these attacks, Gufeng has fully realized the strength of Lingtian: If you do not take out the bottom of the box at the bottom of the box, today may not be able to solve Lingtian.

Thinking of the ancient wind here, he no longer hesitated to fight his strongest blow.

"The sixth soul skills, the potential of the mountain!"

Ancient wind holding the knife handle with both hands, the soul of the mysterious ink color gathered to it.

"drink!"

With a violent drink, the ancient wind waved the Daba knife again to the Lingtian. At this moment, the light on the Dao knife was several times more rich than before.

"This sword, good!"

The ice -blue eyes were moved, and Lingtian erected the ice in front of him again.

The fifth soul skills, the sigh of the ice god, the forgiveness of thirteen times!

Countless soul power constantly poured into the sword body, Bing Yan sword kept blooming towards the four weeks, and at the same time, Lingtian's shape flashed his sword and cut into the ancient style.

bite!

The sword is handed over, and the energy is surging.

boom!

The next moment, Ling Tian's body stepped back more than ten steps, and finally removed the strength of the ancient style.

Seeing the ancient style of this scene, the heart of the ancient style, secretly: Sure enough, the same as his own test, although Bing Yan was very strong, he was just a soul king after all.

At that time, the victory of this soul -fighting game belongs to him after all!

At present, the ancient style is excited, and the footsteps change, and the knife appears in front of Lingtian again.

At the same time, Bingye Jianguang flashed up.

Alas!

After a fierce collision, Lingtian took a few steps back.

The second sword is still in disadvantage.

Seeing that the ancient style was stepping up the attack, and there was no string of a knife and a knife, like a violent rain and a storm to Lingtian.

Bang bang bang!

The Bing Ji Sword and the Ba Dao collided again and again.
To be continued...