Chapter 45 Sword Showdown

The current score is that the United side wins two games, Jiuqingmen wins one game, and there are two games left in the disciple battle. The first day of the game is about to end. Now is the most tense moment. If the United side wins another game, it will be Win today's match.

Qin Feng looked at a young man with a terrifying aura and said, "Qin Feng, go ahead, don't embarrass me, my teacher."

Qin Feng stepped forward.

"Yes, Master, my disciple will definitely not embarrass you."

Slowly stepping onto the ring, waiting for his opponent.

Sect Master Fu looked at the young man on the ring. They were extremely powerful and it was very difficult to win. He looked at the remaining two disciples and finally said to a young man who looked naive: "Mo Sheng, go ahead and do your best." Just do it.”

Mo Sheng saluted to Sect Leader Fu, "Yes, Master."

He walked to the ring honestly.

"Now we have a good show to watch. The disciples of two major sect masters are facing off. Is this a preview for the subsequent sect masters' duel?"

"Who do you think is the final winner?" other sect disciples asked quietly.

"Then there is no need to answer. He must be the senior brother of Qingxuan Sect. He has been famous for many years and is invincible in the field of swordsmanship among his disciples."

"Yeah, look at that guy from the Jiuqing Sect. He's so stupid. I really don't understand why he let such a disciple come on stage to compete. Could it be that the Jiuqing Sect has given up on this duel."

"I think it's possible. After all, senior brother Qingxuanmen is too powerful."

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The crowd below was talking louder and louder.

Mo Sheng said honestly to Qin Feng: "I am Mo Sheng, a disciple of the Jiuqing Sect."

Qin Feng did not look down upon this person and replied: "Qingxuanmen, Qin Feng!"

After saying these two sentences, there was silence on the stage, causing the audience to become silent as well. Both of them were observing their opponent, observing every slight movement of their opponent's body, not missing every detail, and preparing for possible explosions.

The atmosphere at the scene was so quiet that it was a bit eerie. Everyone held their breath, waiting for the next explosion, but it never came. The two people on the scene were waiting for the other party to show weakness in advance.

In this silence, a leaf fell in the sky. Only this leaf was moving in the whole space. Everyone's eyes were following the movement of the leaf. The leaf fell in the middle of the two people and fell slowly. It was so It fell so quickly, yet seemed so long.

People stared closely at the leaf that was about to fall to the ground, feeling that it had never fallen. The moment it touched the ground, the two people seemed to move at the same time. Qin Feng instantly drew out his sword and threw the sheath towards him. He turned towards Mo Sheng and waved the sword in his hand to kill Mo Sheng.

Mo Sheng drew out the soft sword from his waist, stepped on the crowd, dodged the sword sheath that was running toward him, and knocked it away. At this time, Qin Feng had already arrived.

The hand holding the sword that was killing Mo Sheng was fierce, domineering, fast, and invincible, giving people a feeling of intimidation and despair. Mo Sheng waved the soft sword in his hand, as if to form a field to spread the domineering and fierce Qin Feng's sword was involved in it, as if it was stuck in a quagmire, and it was difficult to escape. The domineering moment turned into nothingness.

Qin Feng looked at Mo Sheng seriously and said, "Fellow Daoist Mo's way of using softness to overcome strength is really amazing. He is the best I have ever seen."

Mo Sheng always had a naive expression on his face and said: "Thank you, Fellow Daoist Qin, but I'm still far behind. Only with Fellow Daoist's fierce and domineering invincibility can I reach the pinnacle of Zhen."

"Since I have met a master of swordsmanship like Daoist Mo, I will definitely be very happy today to verify my invincible swordsmanship." Qin Feng said lightly, but there was still a hint of excitement in the middle.

"Happy to accompany you!"

Mo Sheng responded.

Qin Feng held the sword in both hands and kept swinging it. The surroundings around him began to roar and whir, as if the power of the sky was gathering the power of the sky and converging on the sword body.

The momentum of the sword is getting stronger and stronger, and it is still so fierce and domineering and invincible. Wherever the sword passes, the space begins to tremble, as if it will be unable to withstand his momentum at any time.

Mo Sheng seemed to be communicating with the earth at this time. Every time he waved the soft sword, the earth trembled together, and it became more and more intense. Mo Sheng was like the earth at this time, bottomless.

Qin Feng's momentum reached its peak, and the sword energy rushed towards Mo Sheng at an incredible speed. Cracks appeared in the ground wherever it passed, and the surrounding space roared with it.

The sword energy reached a distance of three feet from Mo Sheng, but Mo Sheng was not injured at all. It was like entering a black hole, losing its direction and not knowing where it was. The surrounding area returned to calm.

People thought it would be a thrilling scene, but it was so quiet and surprisingly calm that those who watched were stunned.

The collision between swords, they are mortal enemies, but they also cherish each other. One is moving forward indomitably, and the other is like a drop of water falling into the sea, unable to stir up any waves.

But this is not the end. Qin Feng's stronger blow has already arrived in front of him. It is less fierce and domineering, but faster. The only martial arts in the world is fast.

Mo Sheng formed a stronger defense, slowed down his speed, and at the same time wrapped around Qin Feng's sword, using his public steps, he attacked Qin Feng.

Qin Feng increased his strength, trying to break free from the entangled sword to block Mo Sheng's attack, but the soft sword seemed to grow on his sword and could not break free, but it also blocked Mo Sheng's attack. At this time, the two people seemed in a state of equilibrium.

At this time, Qin Feng noticed that Mo Sheng's left hand was moving, and he instantly pulled out another soft sword from his waist. Before Qin Feng could react, the soft sword was already at his throat.