I, Qiao Feng, start by killing all the Beggars' Sect

Chapter 215: 7-style sword vs. Heavenly Sword, both lose

In Qiao Feng's imagination, Song Que was not such an arrogant person.

But that's what he did.

In the name of swordsmanship, I challenge swordsmen from all over the world to a duel.

As Qiao Feng had expected, characters related to the First Sword Emperor and other powerful figures would show up.

But I didn’t expect that the first one would be the number one swordsman in Japan.

Imperial Shadow.

This person left a deep impression in Qiao Feng's memory.

The main thing is that his Jingji Sword is very impressive, both in name and shape.

When rumors began to spread outside the Divine Capital that Huang Ying and Tian Dao Song Que were going to duel at the North City Gate, Qiao Feng wanted to go and see it for himself.

Dongfang Bai knew Song Que and was curious about Song Que's current strength.

Without any surprise, when they arrived at the north gate, the place was already crowded with people.

“There are so many experts.”

Dongfang Bai said in a low voice.

Just now, when she looked around, she found that many strong people were staying nearby.

Needless to say, masters at the grandmaster level are only considered upper-middle level in this holy land, and real masters can only be in the holy realm.

Dongfang Bai only needed to turn around and take a quick glance before he discovered no less than eight Saint Realm masters.

However, more than half of the masters had slightly different auras, which surprised Dongfang Bai.

"Their aura seems to be different from ours."

Dongfang Bai fixed his eyes on the two of them.

Those two were both in the Saint Realm, but their aura was weaker than that of other Saint Realm warriors.

Qiao Feng followed her gaze and immediately narrowed his eyes.

"The realm is the Saint Realm, and the skills are similar, but judging from their own aura, 80% of them relied on other methods to break through, and did not reach the Saint Realm through their own comprehension of the field. In the future, they will not be able to comprehend the vitality between heaven and earth, and their martial arts will stop here."

Dongfang Bai suddenly understood after hearing Qiao Feng's explanation.

“So that’s how it is. Although he is not as strong as a true Saint Realm expert by using external force to break through, he can still crush a Grandmaster-level expert.

"If martial arts cannot improve any further, this is a good choice."

While the two were talking, people from the martial arts world kept coming from all around.

The scheduled battle time was noon, and Qiao Feng and his companions were not in a hurry, so when they arrived outside the north city gate, there was only about a quarter of an hour left until noon.

Qiao Feng briefly told Dongfang Bai all the information he knew about this world.

At this moment, Qiao Feng felt something and looked towards the top of a huge tree on the right.

A middle-aged man stood with his hands behind his back.

When Qiao Feng looked over, he couldn't see the other person's face clearly.

But at first glance, the other party did not use anything to cover his appearance.

Qiao Feng's heart paused and he avoided looking away.

But the middle-aged man glanced over with an indifferent look, glanced at Qiao Feng, and ignored him.

A master, a very strong master, maybe even stronger than Tie Zhongtang and others.

Qiao Feng was shocked.

He had expected that there would be many masters in the Divine Capital, but he did not expect that this middle-aged man would be so strong that he could not see his face clearly.

There is probably only one reason for this, that is, his own power is too strong. Even if it is slightly released, it is already impossible for those with less power to see his appearance clearly.

This almost subconscious behavior has already shown that the other party's strength is definitely not that of an ordinary saint.

What surprised Qiao Feng was that the aura of the other party touched him.

No matter what, there must be a connection.

While Qiao Feng was deep in thought, there was a sudden cry of surprise.

"It's Miss Shangguan."

Amidst the exclamations, Qiao Feng also learned the other party's identity.

Shangguan Wan'er.

The popular figure beside the empress of the Great Zhou Dynasty is now very powerful and his status is second only to the emperor.

Qiao Feng and Dongfang Bai looked at the same time, and saw a stunningly beautiful woman in luxurious clothes, about 29 years old, flying in from the sky and landing on a chariot.

What surprised Qiao Feng was that the chariot happened to stop a little behind the big tree where the middle-aged man with great strength was.

Shangguan Wan'er's beautiful eyes swept around and paused for a moment when she saw Dongfang Bai. An incomprehensible light flashed in her eyes.

Holy realm.

She is also a saint.

Such a strong talent in martial arts.

Qiao Feng was surprised.

Shangguan Wan'er seems to be about the same age as Duan Yu, but her strength has truly reached the holy realm, and it is definitely not enhanced by external force.

Is this the foundation of an imperial dynasty?

Dongfang Bai had a cold expression. He glanced at Shangguan Wan'er and then ignored her.

But this few moments of pause made many people notice Dongfang Bai and Qiao Feng.

Dongfang Bai's appearance was also extremely beautiful, and Qiao Feng had no intention of asking her to deliberately make herself ugly.

So along the way, he never concealed his own strength, and invisibly avoided many troubles.

Qiao Feng's eyes were calm. Dongfang Bai's appearance and strength were enough to astound many people in the martial arts world.

But ninety-nine percent of them are not worthy of my attention.

As the wind and clouds moved, a sharp aura flew in from afar.

I saw a young man who was obviously not dressed like a Central Plains person coming through the air and landing in the middle of the field.

He carried a precious sword with a slightly curved scabbard on his back and glanced at everyone with a cold gaze.

"Has Heavenly Blade Song Que not arrived yet? It's already noon, are you planning to avoid the battle?"

His voice was a little stiff, but still fluent and clear for everyone to hear.

"Since we are ready to fight, there is no reason to avoid it."

A steady voice was heard, and everyone looked in the direction of the voice. Song Que was walking slowly towards them, and the crowd of onlookers made way for him from a distance.

Song Que looks like a middle-aged man, but his face shows the handsomeness of his youth. He has a cold temperament and stands with his head held high.

"Huang Ying, I came to Zhongyuan to learn swordsmanship."

Huang Ying spoke.

Song Que's eyes fixed and he grasped the hilt of the knife.

"Song Que, please give me some advice."

The two of them didn't waste too much time talking. After just a blink of an eye when they met, they already knew that the other's strength was extraordinary.

The Huangying Jingji Sword was slowly unsheathed, its extreme sharpness carrying murderous intent, and the people around were already more than ten feet away.

This time, stimulated by murderous intent, he dared not stay any longer and retreated another ten feet to make way for the venue.

Song Que's aura was calm and steady, without such imposing manner, but when he drew his sword, everyone was a little dazed.

It was as if he was not going to compete with others in swordsmanship, but was comprehending the swordsmanship and wielding the sword for the world.

Countless masters were amazed.

He is worthy of being Song Que who dares to challenge all the swordsmen in the world.

Ding……

In the eyes of everyone, the two men disappeared in the blink of an eye, and when they reappeared, the two swords had already collided for the first time.

However, both of them fled after one strike, and there was no head-on confrontation.

The sword flashed, and in just a hundred breaths, the two men had already exchanged a hundred moves.

The ground around was in a mess, with only criss-crossing knife marks left that penetrated deep into the ground.

Many people watched this sword fight with bated breath.

Many people who practiced swordsmanship had fiery eyes at this moment, staring at the fight between the two without blinking.

It’s a pity that only masters at the peak of the Grandmaster level can barely see their moves clearly.

"The two are equally strong, but the outcome may not be certain."

Dongfang Bai spoke.

Qiao Feng nodded, "Indeed, but Song Que has not yet fully demonstrated his sword skills. If he has made some breakthroughs in sword skills after breaking through the Saint Realm, I'm afraid that he won't be able to gain an advantage just by relying on the divine weapon."

Dongfang Bai and Song Que are at the same level, so they can naturally see the battle between the two.

Song Que's swordsmanship is exquisite, worthy of the name of Heavenly Sword. He seems to be able to anticipate the enemy's moves, making many of Huang Ying's sword moves in vain.

However, Huang Ying's swordsmanship was not weak in artistic conception at all, and there was murderous intent hidden in his bold and vigorous swordsmanship. Song Que had to deal with it with extreme caution.

The seven sword styles of the Heavenly Sword Showdown.

But the Jingji Sword can stimulate its own power, which is far superior to the sword in Song Que's hand.

The advantage of the magic weapon was demonstrated in this duel.

puff...

A flash of knife light passed by, and the sound of clothes tearing was heard in the field, and a flash of blood appeared.

Everyone was startled and stared at the field.