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

Chapter 479 Lingshuang Sword is Destroyed

No one expected that the sword would be tested with a peerless sword.

"The strength of your two Lingshuang swords is exactly the same. Unless you increase their strength, you still won't be able to tell which is stronger after a hundred moves. Why don't you use external forces?"

Qiao Feng waved his hand and said, "You two can attack together. If you can't withstand the attack of the peerless sword, then your Lingshuang swords are all fake."

Everyone came to their senses after hearing this.

It turns out that this was what Qiao Feng was planning.

Dugu Qiubai said calmly: "Indeed, if they cannot withstand the attack of the peerless sword, then these two Lingshuang swords, whether real or fake, are meaningless. If they can withstand the attack of the peerless sword, then..."

He didn't finish what he said, but anyone could hear it.

If they can withstand the attack of the peerless sword, these will be two magical weapons that are no weaker than the peerless sword.

If nothing unexpected happens, there will be bigger waves by then.

It is difficult to steal one sword, but two swords may not be easy to steal.

Qiao Feng stepped back, leaving the center to Dongfang Bai and the other two.

With Dongfang Bai's strength, Qiao Feng has great confidence in her and believes that she is capable of dealing with these two people.

Unless one of them uses a sword to separate the worlds, and the other uses the Four Symbols Technique of Heaven's Will.

But they are not fools, they just dare to do this to test their swords.

I believe they themselves know that if they dare to fight like this, the next second the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms will appear on their heads.

Many people even held their breath.

The duel between the two swords just now had already excited many people, and now another peerless sword was added to the mix.

The peerless sword was trembling slightly, which made Dongfang Bai stunned.

Are these two Lingshuang swords real?

Because the peerless sword was not afraid, but excited, as if it had encountered an equally powerful divine weapon.

This was the emotion that Dongfang Bai felt conveyed by the peerless sword.

Or maybe one of them is the real one, which is why the peerless sword has such a reaction.

No matter what, there is always a real Lingshuang sword on the scene.

But Dongfang Bai also saw the fight between the two men just now. The two swords were evenly matched and it was impossible to tell who was the winner. The only way to tell who was stronger was by people.

Neither of them was willing to kill, so if the fight continued it would be a protracted battle.

"Come on, let's see whether your Lingshuang Sword is real or fake."

Dongfang Bai said calmly.

Her expression was cold and her voice was icy, causing the two to stare at each other.

At this point, they have to take action.

Is this Lingshuang Sword real or fake? With so many powerful people watching, it is impossible for them to get away with it. The real thing must be distinguished today.

Qiao Feng looked at them with great interest. He knew very well that the two swords were of course real.

But he still wanted to verify one thing.

Because based on what he had just seen, the Lingshuang Sword was indeed a magical weapon, but its power was far less than he had imagined.

After all, even if the Lingshuang Sword is separated into two swords, its power is still far beyond that of ordinary magical weapons.

In the hands of these two people, the strength they just demonstrated was only about the same as the Fiery Blood Sword, on par with the Fire Scale Sword and the Hero Sword, but much weaker than the Peerless Sword and the Snow Drinking Mad Knife.

Qiao Feng did not quite approve of such power.

So there must be something missing from the Lingshuang Sword.

This reminded him of the fact that the original peerless sword had not been sharpened.

Originally, it was to be activated by letting Bu Jingyun, the cryless god of death, shed tears onto the sword.

However, this peerless sword was forged by himself by gathering all the remaining Black Cold and forging a new peerless sword.

At this moment, Qiao Feng looked at the battle.

Dongfang Bai had already used all his strength from the beginning. The peerless sword exuded a strong and sharp aura, making many people around him jealous.

But the peerless sword was in Dongfang Bai's hands, and no one dared to snatch it.

Even if they could get it, they would have to consider the top expert Qiao Feng.

If nothing unexpected happened, the moment they got the peerless sword, they would be attacked by Qiao Feng.

What's the difference between this and suicide, no one is that stupid.

When Ren Qianxing and Yan Zangfeng saw Dongfang Bai's posture, they realized that she wanted to end the battle quickly.

The two of them did not hesitate. They activated their inner energy and killed him with Lingshuang swords in hand.

As if it was intentional, the three swords clashed no less than ten times.

Dongfang Bai raised his eyebrows slightly.

The two swords on the opposite side seem a bit weak.

Because no matter in terms of power or strength, it is much weaker than the peerless sword.

Moreover, the two swords are of the same strength, which is different from what he had imagined.

Are both of them fake?

Or is it true that the two handles are put together?

but……

She hesitated.

If that's true, if I destroyed two swords, wouldn't that mean I would also destroy the Lingshuang Sword?

At this moment, Qiao Feng's voice came.

"Go all out, don't hold back."

Obviously, Qiao Feng saw her hesitation.

Dongfang Bai no longer hesitated. The sword flashed, and a cold sword intent swept around.

Ren Qianxing and Yan Zangfeng were also startled and immediately raised their swords to fight back.

However, this time, the result was different from the previous few fights.

Ding……

A crisp sound was heard, and the peerless sword, with a powerful sword energy, collided with the two Lingshuang swords one after another.

Yan Zangfeng and the other man felt their arms going numb at the same time. The Lingshuang swords in their hands also showed extremely abnormal reactions and kept shaking.

The two were puzzled, and each held the sword in both hands, trying to stabilize the Lingshuang Sword.

Dongfang Bai put away his sword moves upon seeing this, sheathed his peerless sword, and looked at the two Lingshuang swords.

She has confirmed that the two swords, whether real or fake, should reveal their true identities at this moment.

Everyone held their breath and stared at the two Lingshuang swords.

Guan Yutian was very excited.

"The Lingshuang Sword is about to be fully activated after being stimulated by the peerless sword. Qianxing, quickly let it recognize its master. No more accidents can happen."

"Hide the sword, the Lingshuang sword must not fall into the hands of Guan Yutian and his son."

Liao Rushen also reminded him anxiously.

But their words did not come true, and the appearance of two Lingshuang swords also shocked everyone.

Click...

Cracks appeared on the two Lingshuang swords and then spread all over the sword bodies.

Under the astonished and confused gazes of the crowd, the two Lingshuang swords shattered at the same time, leaving only the two hilts in the hands of Ren Qianxing and Yan Zangfeng.

The two of them looked at each other, horrified.

Just now they all clearly sensed that the Lingshuang Sword in their hands was real, but why did the Lingshuang Sword suddenly shatter at this moment?

It couldn't even withstand a blow from a peerless sword. Is this really a fake Lingshuang Sword? Were the previous perceptions all illusions?

When they looked at each other, they already understood each other's thoughts.

"Both are fake."

The two said almost at the same time.

Guan Yutian was extremely shocked and strode to Ren Qianxing.

He snatched the hilt of the sword from Ren Qianxing's hand, and his hands were shaking when he saw the completely shattered sword.

"Impossible, this is impossible. How could our Demon Sword Clan's sixty years of planning end up in vain?"

The shock on Jian Zun's face had not yet dissipated, and he hurried over to check.

He looked at the ground, and the fragments turned into powder with a slight force in his hands.

"how so……"

He murmured, looking around.

Many swordsmiths also stepped forward with dazed looks on their faces to check the broken blades and empty hilts.

"Impossible, this is impossible."

They seemed to have lost all their goals in life, and sat slumped among a pile of sword fragments, muttering to themselves, as if they had lost their souls.

Sixty years! This is not just the sixty years for the descendants of the Demon Sword.