214: C214 The Furious Leng Jiang

C214 The Furious Leng Jiang

Swish, swish, swish...

The sword light was as fast as lightning, and it was like a silver snake flicking its tongue.

Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh!

Zhan Tianming's body was directly pierced by the soft sword, and a few blood spots appeared on his body. The fresh blood quickly soaked his clothes.

The audience below the arena were all stunned.

"What's going on?"

"That... that Leng Jiang actually mastered the Grand Perfection level sword technique? The sword technique that Zhan Tianming just used should be at an exquisite level. He's not even at the supreme level, right? An experienced swordsman said with a frown on his face.

His own sword technique had already reached the peak of the supreme level, but no matter what, he couldn't break through to the Grand Perfection.

Initially, he wanted to take a good look at the changes in Zhan Tianming's sword technique, but now, Zhan Tianming had yet to show any signs of improvement. On the contrary, Leng Jiang had already displayed his powerful sword technique.

Under such circumstances...

Would Zhan Tianming still have the chance to display the changes in their sword skills?

"Damn it!"

"That guy with the surname Leng, you are so shameless!"

"Leng Jiang, you bastard, you are not allowed to interfere with the development of our sword skills."

"Right, you are not allowed to interfere with us."

Some of the Martial Cultivator started cursing.

Leng Jiang, who was on the arena, was so angry that his eyes turned cold, and killing intent rose in his heart.

"Hmph! A bunch of pigs. You won't let me touch Zhan Tianming, but I will torture him to death for you all to see."

After making up his mind, the soft sword in Leng Jiang's hand became sharper.

Every time his hand moved slightly, the soft sword seemed to come alive. The angle was tricky and the strength was ruthless. Every time it stabbed at the acupuncture points on Zhan Tianming's body, it would then withdraw freely.

Puchi! Puchi!

In the blink of an eye, another two swords stabbed onto Zhan Tianming's body.

"Hehe, Zhan, how do you feel?"

Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh!

The soft sword moved again, and with three consecutive sounds, another three wounds appeared on Zhan Tianming's body.

However, Zhan Tianming's expression did not change.

He already had eight basic Grand Perfection martial skills, and he had personally experienced Leng Jiang's Grand Perfection sword skill. Now that he used the Nine Dragon Sword skill, the speed at which his proficiency increased was as fast as a flying ship.

"Ding Dong!"

"The speed of the sword skill Proficiency Level increases to Seven Stages."

"Continue!"

Zhan Tianming became even more motivated.

And now, his sword technique had also reached the microscopic level.

The microscopic level, the fine level of the sword technique, could be compared to the fine level. It was far from being comparable to the fine level.

"Look, Zhan Tianming's sword technique has already reached the Subtle realm."

"Haha... As I said, he must have done it on purpose just now. In fact, his sword technique had already reached the Grand Perfection a long time ago. It must be because he knows that Swordsman has a lot of skills, and that everyone's foundation is good and bad. That's why he started to evolve from the Exquisite Realm on purpose. "

"Good people! I really admire this Zhan Tianming."

"Zhan Tianming, I want to give birth to a little monkey for you!"

"Get lost, Zhan Tianming is mine, that's why I want to give birth to a little monkey for him."

"You're the one who's getting lost!"

"Brother Zhan, as long as you can evolve a little more in the Subtle realm, I'll help you pick up the soap and pick up a box later."

"Brother, you have such a heavy taste."

Below the arena, Swordsman and the others started to get excited again.

Because they saw the changes in the sword technique.

This wasn't something that could be seen at any time. Now, as long as they carefully observed it, they would have a chance to comprehend and break through.

If they missed out on such a good thing, there wouldn't be such a shop in this village.

On the grandstand, Zhang Tusheng stared coldly at Zhan Tianming.

"Humph! Stinking brat, what are you planning? Do you think that after helping these fellows, they will still dare to stop me if I want to kill you?"

" Ridiculous. "

Zhang Tusheng felt disdain in his heart.

He possessed the strength of the One Star Martial King, and was one of the top experts in the Sky Wind Country. Who would dare to stop Martial Cultivator, who had come to watch the competition?

Anyone who dared to stop him would die.

Xie Aoyu, who was not far from Zhang Tu, had a joyful smile on his face.

"It seems like I really did not help him wrongly."

"This Zhan Tianming's talent is even more terrifying than I had imagined. He has actually mastered so many Grand Perfection martial skills. I guess he still has a few powerful trump cards, right?"

Xie Aoyu had heard about Zhan Tianming killing the Blood Corpse Mother with a single sword strike.

This was what Zongzheng Qingxuan told him.

He was looking forward to Zhan Tianming's performance.

On the arena, Leng Jiang's face had turned gloomy.

"Damn it!"

"He is actually using me to demonstrate the variations of sword techniques!"

Leng Jiang was so angry that he could not control his anger.

He had already displayed the Grand Perfection sword technique, but Zhan Tianming was still demonstrating it from the exquisite level. This was an absolute humiliation, a complete contempt for him.

This was intolerable!

"Die!"

Leng Jiang, who had exploded with anger, shouted in a deep voice. The soft sword in his hand became even more wild and unrestrained. At the same time, a powerful True Qi surged out from his body. It was concentrated into the rotating sword, causing it to form a semi-transparent layer of True Qi.

The layer of True Qi was exactly the same as the soft sword. It was the True Qi Armor Consolidating Technique.

Now, Leng Jiang had condensed Wind Attribute's True Qi onto the soft sword, causing it to change and speed up once again.

Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh!

Swish, swish, swish...

Shua!

Shua!

In just a moment, another dozen or so wounds appeared on Zhan Tianming's body. Furthermore, each wound was deeper than the previous one.

However, Zhan Tianming didn't care at all, and continued to wave the longsword in his hand.

The Nine Dragon Sword Technique became sharper and sharper.

"Dingdong!"

"The Nine Dragon Sword Technique's Proficiency Level has increased to the eighth level."

Although the eighth level was also at the supreme level, it was even more profound than when he was at the Seventh Stage. The effect of Zhan Tianming waving his long sword became even more profound and unpredictable. Gradually, it began to block Leng Jiang's sword attack. Leng Jiang could only hit Zhan Tianming's sword with twenty to thirty sword strikes.

Compared to before, it was dozens of times worse.

Leng Jiang once again felt the power of Zhan Tianming's sword technique increase.

"Damn it!"

He was about to explode with anger.

Zhan Tianming was playing with him. How could he not be angry?

Anyone would be angry at such a blatant contempt.

Furthermore, Leng Jiang was a cruel and merciless man. He couldn't tolerate Zhan Tianming ignoring him and humiliating him like this.

"Zhan, I'll let you have a taste of my ultimate move! Let's see how you are going to demonstrate it!"

Clang! Clang!

After Leng Jiang finished speaking, the soft sword in his hand suddenly let out a strange sword hum.

The sword hum was very different from an ordinary sword hum.

Along with the sword hum, a powerful sword intent surged out of Leng Jiang's body. The surging sword intent soared into the sky, instantly causing the space within 30 meters of him to tremble. It was as if the small space had become the Sword Domain that he controlled.

Suddenly, two tiny light swords appeared in Leng Jiang's eyes.

That sharp gaze stared coldly at Zhan Tianming.0

"Die!"

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