Chapter 982 Thousand Ways of Swordsmanship

In less than ten seconds, Chu Fengmian performed hundreds of sword techniques.

These hundreds of swordsmanships, all of different swordsmanship, were flying all over the sky, killing Gongsun Tianjue.

"What does Chu Fengmian want to do? Waste his spiritual power like this? Even if his spiritual power is strong, it is impossible for him to withstand such a waste."

"What is this guy doing when he performs hundreds of sword skills at the same time? These hundreds of sword skills don't have any coordination. Although there are many in number, they are not very powerful."

"Does he want to kill Gongsun Tianjue with his sword skills?"

The warriors in the stands couldn't understand Chu Fengmian's behavior.

Fights between warriors actually require the use of spiritual power for each move, so even the strongest warriors will save their spiritual power during the battle.

At least it's impossible to perform hundreds of sword skills like this in a row. This is simply a waste of spiritual power.

Gongsun Tianjue sneered in his heart when he saw Chu Fengmian's actions.

Such a waste of spiritual energy and hundreds of swordsmanships would probably have caused Chu Fengmian to panic and kill him with one strike if it were a warrior with little combat experience.

But for a person like Gongsun Tianjue, who has experienced countless life-and-death battles, these hundreds of swordsmanship, in his opinion, do not pose any threat at all.

"Break it for me!"

Gongsun Tianjue gathered his spiritual power and turned it into a long sword. He slashed it out in the air and destroyed hundreds of sword techniques at the same time.

But these hundreds of sword skills had just been destroyed, Chu Fengmian fired hundreds of sword skills in succession, and once again bombarded Gongsun Tianjue.

With this move, it seemed that he did not intend to let Gongsun Tianjue take action and kept suppressing him.

However, Gongsun Tianjue was not afraid at all. He still held the long sword in his hand. No matter how many swordsmanship came his way, he would defeat them all with one strike.

This unorganized swordsmanship cannot threaten him at all.

"What does Chu Fengmian plan to do? Want to suppress Gongsun Tianjue and prevent Gongsun Tianjue from taking action? But if he consumes his spiritual energy like this, his spiritual energy will soon be exhausted."

Around the ring, Huang Wu and others looked at Chu Fengmian with a bit of confusion in their eyes.

Suppressing Gongsun Tianjue is indeed enough to gain an advantage. In a battle of this level, gaining an advantage is indeed extremely important.

However, by forcibly spending his spiritual power to suppress Gongsun Tianjue, in the end, Chu Fengmian would be exhausted before Gongsun Tianjue showed any flaws.

"Perhaps this kid thinks he is invincible, and now he wants to gain the upper hand in some situations, so as not to lose too embarrassingly later."

An emperor of Tianjian Sect said disdainfully from the side.

Chu Fengmian caused Tianjian Sect to suffer such a big loss, and now he even hopes that Chu Fengmian will be defeated quickly, or even die directly at the hands of Gongsun Tianjue.

"I'm afraid it's not that simple."

Jian Zhanxian stood aside and shook his head.

Although he couldn't understand Chu Fengmian's actions, what exactly did he want to do.

But he knew that Chu Fengmian could not grow up to this point and be an ordinary person.

On the stage.

Chu Fengmian still fired countless swordsmanships one after another. No matter how Gongsun Tianjue resisted, Chu Fengmian did not stop at all and continued to strike.

This scene lasted for half an hour.

During this half hour, Gongsun Tianjue could only use his spiritual power to resist.

However, Gongsun Tianjue consumed much less spiritual power than Chu Fengmian.

"Boy, don't waste your efforts. It's useless. All your attacks are in vain for me."

Gongsun Tianjue looked at Chu Fengmian and said with a bit of ridicule.

Even if he were to sustain such a continuous attack, it would be impossible for him to survive for an hour.

What's more, Chu Fengmian's realm is only the realm of divine martial arts, so how can his spiritual power be comparable to that of the emperor.

After holding on for a while, Chu Fengmian's spiritual power will be exhausted, and Chu Fengmian can only admit defeat.

However, Gongsun Tianjue would not give Chu Fengmian a chance to admit defeat.

Three words are enough time for him to do a lot of things.

Gongsun Tianjue's eyes flickered, and he was already thinking about how to torture Chu Fengmian. Chu Fengmian was the one who killed his younger brother. This hatred was irreconcilable.

Killing Chu Fengmian would be too cheap for Chu Fengmian. He would have countless means to deal with Chu Fengmian.

"If you continue, your spiritual power will soon be exhausted. Don't waste your energy struggling. Hurry up and admit defeat. If you admit defeat now, I can leave you with a whole body, so that your death will not be so ugly."

Gongsun Tianjue's voice came over.

"Yeah?"

A somewhat sarcastic smile appeared on Chu Fengmian's lips.

This Gongsun Tianjue has never made a counterattack, just because he wants to consume Chu Fengmian's spiritual power.

How could Chu Fengmian not know this? But this is what Chu Fengmian is least afraid of.

He has divine veins and endless spiritual power. Even in the ancient gladiatorial arena, Chu Fengmian can draw spiritual power to replenish his spiritual power.

His spiritual power is endless.

Since Gongsun Tianjue wanted to resist, Chu Fengmian would let him resist him enough, just enough for Chu Fengmian to practice swordsmanship over and over again.

There are not many such good opportunities.

"Whoa! Whoa! Whoa!"

The speed of the sword in Chu Fengmian's hand suddenly increased a lot, and the speed of countless sword skills increased countless times.

Suddenly, the number of swordsmanship in the air increased four to five times. Thousands of swordsmanship were fired simultaneously in the air, slashing at Gongsun Tianjue.

"Desperate?"

"Chu Fengmian knows he is outmatched and is planning to make a final resistance?"

This idea came to the minds of the warriors in the stands.

Chu Fengmian's actions now are very similar to his last ditch effort before his spiritual power is exhausted.

Not only the onlookers, but also Gongsun Tianjue thought the same way.

"As long as he resists this wave, this kid will definitely have no spiritual power and is planning to admit defeat. When the time comes, I will capture him first, suppress him, and take revenge on him!"

Gongsun Tianjue's eyes flickered, and a cold smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

He gathered his spiritual power and turned it into a scimitar. A dazzling blade rose directly into the sky.

Following the sky full of swordsmanship, they collided.

"Boom boom boom!"

Swordsmanship filled the sky, and the blades collided in the air one after another, and finally disappeared at the same time.

"Okay, now!"

Gongsun Tianjue's eyes flickered as he looked at Chu Fengmian, and he was just about to rush towards Chu Fengmian.

Suddenly, thousands more sword techniques were bombarded at Gongsun Tianjue at the same time.

"What? More?"

"Chu Fengmian still has spiritual power?"

Countless warriors in the stands also thought that Chu Fengmian's spiritual power had been completely exhausted.

But the moment thousands of swordsmanship in the air were blocked.

From Chu Fengmian's sword edge, he fired thousands of sword skills one after another, and once again attacked Gongsun Tianjue.

At the same time, a sneer appeared from the corner of Chu Fengmian's mouth.

If you want to resist, then let Gongsun Tianjue resist enough.