Their shock was not over yet. Shang Kangran swung his sword to block the opponent's attack, and his confidence immediately increased.
The dazzling sword light, like a long rainbow, fell towards Ke Shengjie. Ke Shengjie didn't think too much, and came to slash with his sword.
Amidst the loud "boom", the turbulence spurted, and the two of them took a step back.
A third-rank Emperor Saint and a first-rank Emperor Saint face each other head-on, and they are evenly divided. How is this possible! Everyone in the audience was dumbfounded again.
At this time, Yan Ningyu also made a move, and the cold long sword pierced Shang Kangran's heart like lightning. The two teamed up, but they couldn't deal with a holy master of the same level. He felt ashamed, so he was no longer polite with this sword.
"Senior Brother Shang, be careful!" This sword was so fierce and fierce that a disciple of Feiyun Sword Sect in the audience was terrified when he saw it, and he clenched his fist and exclaimed loudly.
Shang Kangran had been prepared for a long time. With a twist of his wrist, he swung his long sword in front of him, blocking Yan Ningyu's fatal blow in the blink of an eye.
It turned out that he still had some strength left in the sword fight with Ke Shengjie just now. A first-rank Emperor Saint, confronting a third-rank Emperor Saint head-on, still has some strength left! Everyone in the audience was even more surprised.
Returning in vain again, failing to gain any advantage, Ke Shengjie and Yan Ningyu were ashamed, and at the same time let out a long howl, and attacked Shang Kangran.
This time, they didn't hold back any more, and they didn't show any sympathy for their subordinates. The sword light streaked across the sky, and there was a shocking sound of wind whistling.
Even though they were outside the battle situation, everyone in the audience was terrified and couldn't help but worry about Shang Kangran.
However, Shang Kangran was already prepared. He retreated half a step and gave up attacking to defend. A long sword danced impenetrably. In the corner of the competition table, they cannot be distracted and help others.
The crisp sound of long swords intersecting is like dense raindrops, and a string of sparks is like lightning in a rainstorm, hitting people's hearts. But Shang Kangran is like a bluestone that has stood for thousands of years in the majestic peak, let him be blown by wind and rain, let him be struck by lightning and thunder, and I will not move.
"No, no, with the strength of Ke Shengjie and Yan Ningyu, how could they fight like this?" Finally, someone found something was wrong.
If it is a competition of pure sword skills, it is not surprising that Shang Kangran has persisted until now, but in the face of absolute strength, no matter how exquisite the sword skills are, it is difficult to exert much use.
Not to mention Ke Shengjie, the third-rank emperor saint, even Yan Ningyu, the peak first-rank emperor saint, can completely crush Shang Kangran directly with a strong offensive. But judging from the current situation, the strong cultivation of the two of them did not show any advantage at all.
"Have you noticed that Ke Shengjie and Yan Ningyu's footsteps are a little vain, and the holy spirit seems to be a little weak?" A holy sect master looked at Ke Yan and the two of them carefully, and suddenly said.
"That's right, if I'm not mistaken, they should be wounded, otherwise the sword power wouldn't be so weak, and the competition wouldn't be delayed until now?" Another suzerain also found Ke Yan Er The strangeness of the person is just that he had some doubts before, but when he heard others say the same, he completely affirmed his guess and blurted out.
"They are the direct disciples of the envoy of Wuchang, and Ke Shengjie is also a direct disciple. Who would dare to hurt them so boldly?" Someone said in surprise. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com