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Sword Qi rushed through the sword formation as fast as lightning, but none of them could escape Ye Chen's grasp.

Along with the sound of metal collision, the sword energy and Ye Chen's palm collided in the air, making a tinkling sound.

Even with the sharpness of these sword energies, they were unable to break Ye Chen's physical defense.

"Jianqiu, the power of your sword formation doesn't look that good."

Ye Chen had a smile on his face. He was in the killing sword formation, just like he was traveling and playing in the mountains and rivers. His expression was extremely casual.

Jian Qiu's pupils shrank slightly, and his face suddenly became gloomy.

"Ye Chen, my killing sword formation is more than just that."

Jian Qiu let out a low shout and clasped his hands together. Then the killing sword formation glowed with light, and countless sword qi emerged from the sword formation and rushed towards Ye Chen.

For a moment, the entire area above the arena was shrouded in sword energy.

The many masters watching the battle couldn't even see Ye Chen's figure, they could only see the sword energy circling in the air.

"This Jian Qiu's swordsmanship is quite impressive, especially the sword formation he set up. Its power far exceeds that of a top-grade master. I'm afraid that an ordinary top-grade master would not be able to hold out for long if trapped in this sword formation."

The Dragon King looked at the killing sword formation in the air with admiration on his face.

"Dragon King, are you interested in Jianqiu?" Lei Xinming, who was sitting not far away, asked with a smile.

"He's the heir of the Sword Pavilion. Even if he takes a fancy to him, what can he do?"

The Dragon King glanced at Lei Xinming and said calmly, "But it is a cause for celebration that China has one more sword master."

"This Jian Qiu is so young, but his attainments in swordsmanship are so profound. He has indeed inherited the legacy of the Sword Pavilion."

A gray-haired old man had a strange look in his eyes, and said leisurely: "If this boy enters the realm of demigod, our Chinese martial arts world will have another amazing genius in the future."

"It's a pity that this boy met Ye Chen. If it was someone else, the champion today would have been Jian Qiu."

Yan Potian spoke slowly.

"Brother Yan seems very optimistic that Ye Chen will win today?"

Lei Xinming narrowed his eyes and said meaningfully: "It is still unknown how much strength Ye Chen has retained after being attacked by the Heavenly Dao. Jian Qiu can now fight Ye Chen on equal terms, so he may have a chance to win."

"To be able to possess the strength of a demigod despite the backlash of the Heavenly Dao, this is not something that an ordinary demigod can do."

Yan Potian glanced at Lei Xinming and said calmly, "Believe it or not, Brother Lei won't get any benefit today if he goes up there."

When Lei Xinming heard this, his expression suddenly turned grim.

"Brother Yan, what you said is true. Today I am just a guest watching the ceremony. How can I fight with these young people?"

Lei Xinming snorted and said lightly.

"Brother Lei, you are not afraid of losing, are you?" The Dragon King chuckled, with a hint of sarcasm in his words.

"You..." Lei Xinming's face suddenly turned a little ugly.

"Everyone, stop joking here and just watch the battle."

Gu Wuji frowned and glanced at everyone's faces, especially pausing on the Dragon King, with an extremely serious warning in his eyes.

The division of power in Yanjing is complicated, and many of the forces that came to watch the battle today have some grudges against each other.

In addition, the Dragon King and Ye Chen have a close relationship, and Lei Xinming and others had thoughts of targeting Ye Chen a few nights ago.

If they are not dissuaded, it is not impossible for this group of people to start fighting here.

When one reaches the realm of demigod, no one is willing to submit to anyone else.

Even if the strength is a little weaker, when it comes to face, we cannot give in even a little bit.

Lei Xinming snorted in his heart, waved his sleeves, and turned to look up into the sky.

These little episodes in the audience seats had nothing to do with the great battle taking place in the arena.

In the killing sword formation, the sword energy in the sky slashed at Ye Chen's body, making a series of loud noises.

This killing sword formation relies on the Pojun Sword, and with the addition of the rich spiritual energy on Dragon Emperor Mountain, it can be said to be endless.

The sword energy generated by this sword formation is also continuous.

If it were any other master, facing this endless sword energy, he would indeed have a headache.

But for Ye Chen, it was just a tickle.

"This power is a bit weak. It doesn't match the strength of you, the heir of the Sword Pavilion."

Ye Chen's indifferent voice came from the sword formation: "If this is all your strength, today's battle has disappointed me a little."

Jian Qiu's pupils shrank slightly, and his expression became a little solemn.

"As expected of you, Grandmaster Ye. The strength of your body is truly astonishing. Even my sword formation can't penetrate your body."

Jian Qiu said in a grim voice: "But my Sword Pavilion's methods are not limited to this, just wait and see."

As soon as he finished speaking, the sword gesture in Jian Qiu's hand changed slightly, and then the sword energy in the sword formation suddenly stopped.

As Jian Qiu's mind moved, the sword energy in the sky actually merged in the air and transformed into nine huge sword energies, floating on all sides of Ye Chen.

These nine huge sword energies were blood red all over, emitting a strong bloody light, and monstrous murderous aura spread out from these nine sword energies.

"King of Killing Swords!"

Jian Qiu let out a low shout, and the nine sword energies in the killing sword formation suddenly burst out with murderous aura that soared into the sky and suddenly slashed towards Ye Chen.

Nine sword energies slashed towards Ye Chen from all directions, and at the same time, appeared in front of Ye Chen, blocking all his space.

The murderous energy contained in these nine blood-colored sword energies seemed to penetrate the void and directly appeared in Ye Chen's mind, angrily slashing towards his soul.

Ye Chen raised the corner of his mouth slightly, and in the sea of ​​consciousness, Ye Chen's soul was shining brightly. A white bead flew out from the hand of his soul and hovered above his head.

Along with the explosion of rich spiritual power, a white halo spread out from the Magic Pearl and instantly enveloped the entire sea of ​​consciousness.

The sword intent formed by these nine sword energies instantly collapsed under the power of the Phantom God Pearl.

At the same time, the nine sword energies suddenly pierced towards Ye Chen's body without any distinction between front, back, left and right.

"kill!"

Ye Chen lowered his eyes, moved his lips slightly, and uttered the word "kill".

Boom!

A monstrous murderous aura burst out from Ye Chen's body. The astonishing blood and energy mixed with the murderous aura, forming a ball of bloody murderous aura that burst out from Ye Chen's body.

This ball of bloody evil energy seemed to turn into a raging sea of ​​blood, surrounding Ye Chen's body, and then turned into raging waves, sweeping towards the nine bloody sword energies.

Ye Chen stood in the center of the sea of ​​blood, slowly raised his right fist, and punched at the nine blood-colored sword auras around him at the same time.

The blood is running high and the murderous aura is shocking.

The nine bloody fist marks and the bloody sword energy in the air collided with each other, bursting out with sky-high power.