Chapter 1852: Thunder Sword

At this time, Liu Qisheng had an impatient expression, for fear that Yue Chen would talk again and hinder his plan.

You must know that he is still looking forward to getting the cream anointing in Yue Chen's storage ring. In his opinion, after getting these cream anoints, he has the possibility of surpassing other brothers.

So naturally, I didn't want Yue Chen to spread the news.

Wang Qiming, who was carrying a long sword on his side, walked towards Yue Chen, drew his long sword from his back, and looked at Yue Chen coldly.

There are bursts of electric arcs flashing on the long sword, and the whole body is dark, as if it is ground from a piece of unforged ore, but if there is a strong person who can resist the power of thunder and lightning in his hand, you can see it. The strangeness of the long sword.

The black sword of the long sword is covered with lines of lightning, as if it has just been struck by lightning. If you observe it for a long time, you can even see a trace of law fluctuations.

"You are Yue Chen?

I heard Junior Brother Wu Qihua talk about you, but I didn't expect that you not only practice magic arts, but also dare to be disrespectful to my Tianhua Continent, so don't blame me! "

Wang Qiming said coldly, the long sword in his hand cut out a sword light, containing the power of thunder and slashed towards Yue Chen.

But before his sword light approached, he was directly defeated by a long sword, and it was Pei Min who shot.

The moment he saw Wang Qiming, he had the idea to take action, not to mention that now that Wang Qiming took the initiative to take a provocation, he would naturally not let it go.

"Your Majesty, please fight!"

Pei Min turned to look at Yue Chen and asked, his eyes full of fiery desire to fight.

Seeing his appearance, Yue Chen would naturally not stop him, just because he also wanted to see the strength of Tianhua Continent, and besides the strongest under his command, it was Pei Min.

Except for Pei Min, Yue Chen had a hunch that other gods might not necessarily be opponents of the martial artists of the Tianhua Continent.

Moreover, there is no room for talking about this matter. He is very clear that Liu Qisheng is in the middle, even if he explains it in various ways, I am afraid he will not be believed by the warriors of the Tianhua Continent.

The only thing that can solve this matter is to rely on strength to speak.

Thinking of this, Yue Chen nodded slightly and agreed.

In the next second, dozens of sword blades appeared in Pei Min's body instantly, which was his best method, the sword formation.

The moment he saw the sword formation, Wang Qiming's eyes flashed with appreciation, although his strength crushed Pei Min.

Even after the hunting of the Skeleton Demon Race just now, Pei Min's strength can be as good as the fourth rank of the battle saint. Although he is the strongest among the gods under Yue Chen's command, it is naturally worse than the high-rank Wang Qiming of the battle saint. A lot.

But the sword intent that burst out of him is not weaker than Wang Qiming, and even has the feeling of faintly suppressing the long sword in Wang Qiming's hand.

"Yes, I didn't expect that a small place like yours can also cultivate such a strong person. It really surprised me!"

"But it's a pity that your strength is still too far, and there is no way to compete with me. If one day we become a strong player in the ranks, maybe you still have some chance of winning!"

Wang Qiming shouted, the expression on his face still calm.

In his opinion, Pei Min's strength is indeed good. If he was in the fourth-order battle, he might not be Pei Min's opponent either.

But after all, the difference between the two is a few small positions, and the change in strength brought about is also great, so he believes that Pei Min will not be his opponent.

Liu Qisheng even smiled with a successful conspiracy, and jumped out and shouted: "Yue Chen, I didn't expect you to come out and die, but you actually sent a ghost to replace the dead!"

After that, he pointed at Pei Min, and said unceremoniously: "I advise you to hurry back and let Yue Chen come out. Although you have a few hands like this, you must be practicing evil techniques too, and Brother Wang has one hand. Thunder Swordsmanship specializes in destroying all kinds of evil arts, and the human scum that died in his hands no longer knows how many!"

"Especially the sword in my senior brother's hand, but the meteorite iron that has been bombarded by the sky thunder, has a bonus of the power of the law, which is not something you can deal with!"

After that, he still showed sympathetic eyes, as if pitying Pei Min.

It is a pity that his actions did not attract Pei Min's attention, but instead angered Wang Qiming.

"Go away, this is not where you should be screaming!"

Wang Qiming scolded unceremoniously.

In his opinion, the duel between swordsmen is extremely sacred, no matter what technique Pei Min practices, but from Pei Min’s soaring sword intent, he can see that he is definitely a strong man who has been immersed in kendo for a long time. Deserves his respect.

And Liu Qisheng was undoubtedly sabotaging his duel with Pei Min, so Wang Qiming would naturally not tolerate it.

The scolded Liu Qisheng looked aggrieved, but he didn't dare to say anything, he could only shrink his head and return to the camp.

After he walked far, a sword light was cut out from Pei Min's hands. He was not a sneak attack. After all, he was also a kendo practitioner. From the opponent's momentum, he could see that the opponent was ready.

Moreover, his strength was originally inferior to Wang Qiming. If he could not take the initiative and be suppressed by Wang Qiming, he would be completely suppressed to defeat.

Be yelling! Wang Qiming cut out with a sword, directly cutting off Pei Min's sword energy, but a trace of shock still flashed in his eyes, and the look at Yue Chen was even more suspicious.

Pei Min, it feels too strong for him! This strength is not in terms of strength, but in terms of perception of swordsmanship, even if he has already considered himself a genius in swordsmanship, even in the Tianhua Continent, few people have the talent of swordsmanship that can suppress him.

But at the moment when he fought with Pei Min, he still keenly noticed that Pei Min's swordsmanship was much higher than him! It even made him faintly feel that there is a little chance of failure.

"No, this kid is just an Intermediate Battle Saint, and I think he should have just broken through, the foundation is also extremely unstable, it is absolutely impossible to be my opponent!"

"But if you don't want to suppress it, I'm afraid it's really hard to deal with this time!"

Wang Qiming made a decision instantly in his heart.

In the next second, his figure was erratic, rushing towards Pei Min like a bolt of lightning. In the process of charging, the long sword in his hand made a rumble of thunder.

This kind of voice is more like a means of mental attack than a simple voice.

At the moment when he heard it, Liu Qisheng, who was the closest, was unprepared, and was directly shaken out, vomiting a mouthful of blood, showing an expression of crying without tears.

It was obviously the helper he invited to deal with Yue Chen, why did he hurt himself seriously before he started with Yue Chen?

It’s not just Liu Qisheng, except for a number of gods and generals who are far away from Yue Chen, and because they are all powerful fighters with the strength of the saints, they are only slightly absent-minded, and they recovered in a moment, except that the soldiers of the guards are better than those of the guards. Liu Qisheng is not much better.