Ultimate Martial Divine King

Everyone in the audience looked at the Black Battle Blade in Chu Hen's palm, each and every one of them had a shocked expression on their faces. The other party could even use a blade?    

"To deal with you, there's no need to use my best weapon!"    

Chu Hen looked coldly at Wei Qingfan. The smile on his face was filled with frivolity and disdain.    

Wei Qingfan's face slightly darkened as coldness surged in his eyes, "Humph, let me see how long you can continue acting so arrogantly for."    

As his voice faded, Wei Qingfan's figure flashed towards Chu Hen. The golden Curved Blade in his hand released a blinding light and hacked down with his saber. The air was filled with the sounds of wind and thunder …    

At the same time, the Senluo Tooth in Chu Hen's hands erupted with a strong wave of Dark Shine, and with a cold look in its eyes, it raised its blade to clash with Wei Qingfan without any fear.    

A black shadow and a gold shadow streaked through the air, firmly intersecting.    

The heavy clash of power directly caused the area between the two to be filled with waves of sword light, the Senluo Tooth and the Curved Blade clashed head on with each other, Chu Hen and Wei Qingfan faced off, a wave of Strength of True Essence erupting from their bodies.    

Rings of golden light surrounded Wei Qingfan's body and danced in the air.    

A thick wave of Dark Shine rose from Chu Hen's body like a flame from the nine hells.    

The collision of this move in front of their eyes might be simple, but everyone in the stadium could clearly sense the wind that was being lifted on the arena and the extremely chaotic fierce airflow.    

"This guy …"    

Many people in the audience frowned and revealed looks of disbelief.    

Especially the group of people who went to the Holy Bell City before, they were extremely astonished. At that time, Chu Hen was unable to withstand one move from Wei Qingfan, but now he was able to face him head on and was not at a disadvantage. This rate of growth was truly astonishing.    

"Hey!" Wei Qingfan's eyes flashed with killing intent as he said in a deep voice, "Nasty Guy, I shouldn't have let you live that cheap life of yours!"    

Chu Hen sneered disdainfully. "You sound like you're being merciful. It's just that those people you sent out before were just trash."    

Honestly speaking, ever since Chu Hen had stepped into Imperial Capital City, Wei Qingfan had wanted to take Chu Hen's life.    

First, there were around twenty assassins attacking at midnight, then there was Di Feng, Newbie King and Ren Chong who persecuted them on Star Rifle Conference. After that, he sent out his follower, Wei Han, to quietly attack. Even during the first round of the Earth Rank battle, he had bribed all thirty-two people in the entire competition area to surround and kill Liu Tie.    

Speaking of which, every time Wei Qingfan sent someone, his Cultivation was not weak at all.    

Most of them had absolute confidence in killing Chu Hen. If it was anyone else, they would have died several times over. However, that person was Chu Hen. Chu Hen, who was always in a worrisome state, smashed Wei Qingfan's conspiracy again and again …    

And today, the two of them were fighting on the same stage.    

The old and new grudges followed one another. Sparks flew in all directions as a wave of killing intent erupted.    

"Heh, they are indeed useless trash, but this time, I will personally kill you!" Wei Qingfan said with a cold smile.    

Wu Junjun raised his eyebrows and replied in a lazy tone, "Sorry, I forgot to mention just now that you, Wei Qingfan, are also a trash."    

"You're courting death!"    

Accompanying the furious momentum of the intersecting torrents, a surging remnant shockwave immediately spread out from the stage. Strong wind violently danced, and sand and rock were shattered. The two of them both withdrew backwards …    

After both of them retreated more than a dozen meters, Wei Qingfan's killing intent rose as he raised his hand and slashed out.    

A golden blade shadow suddenly appeared and struck Chu Hen with the power of the Wind Slasher.    

"Humph!" Chu Hen was completely fearless. His pitch-black eyes quietly became deep and fierce as the Senluo Tooth waved and danced about. The sword force wrapped around the Dark Shine was peerless. When the sword shadow was shattered, a wave of sword wave that was as powerful as the tides swept towards Wei Qingfan.    

The saber lights that were surging forward like the tides swept across the thousand troops as if they were rolling over a mat, and rushed over with the momentum of a rushing tide.    

"You dare to be arrogant in front of me with such little strength?"    

Before Wei Qingfan finished his sentence, he instantly left his original spot. Streams of glaring golden Aurora lingered around his body. Wei Qingfan directly broke through the overlapping black sword waves in front of him and arrived in front of Chu Hen in a blink of an eye.    

Wei Qingfan's aura was intimidating, but Chu Hen did not show any sign of backing down, and the Senluo Tooth's chilliness was biting cold.    

The golden Curved Blade and the Black Battle Blade continued to frantically collide against each other on the stage, and wave after wave of heavy sounds constantly overlapped and were extremely sharp and ear-piercing.    

In close combat, the faster the better!    

The two's Fierce Competition For Striving unceasingly increased the tempo of their battle.    

Sparks flew in all directions as true essence rampaged about. Saber light and shadow filled the sky, dazzling everyone.    

Looking at the two on the Arena, who were fighting in close quarters, the hearts of countless people in the audience tightened. They didn't even have the time to breathe.    

The intense battle made everyone tense up.    

"Chu Hen's blade technique is not inferior to his spear technique at all!" On the Heavenly Star Martial Mansion spectator stand, instructor Song Chenglie's eyes slightly narrowed, a bit of amazement flowing down his face.    

"Mentor Xi Lan's teaching ability has really made me ashamed!"    

"How strange!" Instructor Wu Ying, who was sitting beside him, casually uttered a sound of surprise.    

"Why?" Song Chenglie asked.    

"The way he used his blade and the angle seemed to be a little similar to Yu Yue's attack."    

"Is that so?" Song Chenglie was surprised for a moment and then carefully observed the intense battle on the stage. He saw that every time Chu Hen swung his sword, his wrist would slightly move upwards, causing the blade to accelerate a second time.    

Judging from the previous battles, Bai Yuyue had done this quite often.    

However, at that moment, Bai Yuyue was also astonished, and a faint trace of surprise could be seen on her beautiful face.    

Other people only found that Chu Hen's technique was somewhat similar to hers, but Bai Yuyue herself saw it clearly. Chu Hen's movements were similar to hers, not only was the movement of the knife similar to hers, the rhythm, speed, and the trajectory of the blade were also astonishingly similar …    

"What's going on?"    

The more Bai Yuyue looked, the more she was shocked and the more she was puzzled. If it was just a pure imitation, then she really admired Chu Hen.    

After all, there were people who wanted to imitate her sabresmanship in the past, but what they learned was not the same. In actual combat, they were not even a tenth of Bai Yuyue's strength.    

And Chu Hen, in her opinion, was definitely above 80 points.    

Of course, this 80% meant that Bai Yuyue's pure level of sabresmanship did not include any other elements. If Chu Hen and Bai Yuyue were to fight, the victor would undoubtedly be Chu Hen, who had a strong overall strength element.    

The intense battle between Wei Qingfan and Chu Hen continuously drew the heartstrings of everyone present.    

This was the ultimate battle between the champions and the powerful dark horses.    

Bladelight gushed out recklessly and recklessly, and wherever the fight went, long and narrow lines of slashes and ravines were created along the ground.    

The two of them, who had long been in a state of rage, fought ferociously against each other!    

"Nasty Guy, die for me!" Wei Qingfan's eyes surged with a sinister cold light. His sharp Curved Blade s flickered with a bright glow, as if they had been immersed in the sun Holy Light. Along with the sound of rushing wind, he quickly slashed at Chu Hen.    

"Scram, you motherf * cker!" Chu Hen bellowed angrily. The Senluo Tooth was like a black flame as it rose. The glow of the blade surged, dragging out a series of afterimages in the air as it solidly clashed with the Curved Blade.    

The violent, heavy vibration was like a thunderstorm that pierced the ears. Chu Hen and Wei Qingfan were once again sent flying backwards as the violent aftershock swept in all directions.    

The rocks on the ground shattered into pieces, and the criss-crossing cracks on the ground made it seem like the Arena was going to collapse.    

The moment Chu Hen stabilized his body, with a thought, a red, crystalline Sigil And Rune appeared in front of him.    

"It's the Fierce Fire Sigil!"    

Along with a cry of surprise from the audience, a large fire screen rose up from the Arena. Chu Hen's Yuan Dan quickly rotated, and in the next moment, a giant hand of fire flew out from the fire screen, bringing up a terrifying heat wave towards Wei Qingfan.