255: C255 Xuan Ming Turned Around

C255 Xuan Ming Turned Around

On the stage, Hu Rui's body had disappeared.

However, his aura was everywhere.

That aura came from the Xuanming Swordplay, and carried the intent of death with it. It was as though if an ordinary person were to touch it, they would die.

"Humph, he's just using movement techniques to increase his speed to the limit!"

Wang Xiaojian laughed coldly, he did not sit still and wait for death, the Spiritual Sense quickly swept across the stage, and caught hold of Hu Rui's body.

It was also at this moment that an ice-cold sword gleam suddenly appeared before his eyes.

This was a dazzling sword beam, bringing an incomparably cold killing intent, as it pierced straight towards Wang Xiaojian's throat.

It had appeared without any warning, and wanted to take Wang Xiaojian's life with a single slash!

Clang!

Wang Xiaojian's Silver Snake Sword blocked in front of him.

He had blocked Hu Rui's Absolute Murderous Sword.

But the sword move from Xuan Ming caused Wang Xiaojian to retreat.

What followed right after was Hu Rui's overwhelming sword moves!

Hu Rui slashed out thirty-three times in an instant.

With ease, every sword attack was incomparably sharp.

Hu Rui used his aura to suppress them and continued to use his sword.

The strongest move of the Dark Nether Sword Technique, for a moment, Wang Xiaojian could only defend.

Furthermore, under his powerful Sword Qi, Wang Xiaojian's clothes were torn, and turned into strips of cloth.

"This won't do, if this goes on, Lee Bai will lose."

That's right, Hu Rui is too powerful.

"The Dark Nether Sword Technique is already powerful, and its most powerful killing move is something that no one can block!"

"Lee Bai is going to lose!"

"If Lee Bai loses, our Xia Country will be lost!"

"…"

In the audience stands, there were waves of anxious voices.

Many people were sweating because of Wang Xiaojian.

Ying Wen who had just regained some spirit once again had a bad look on her face.

Because of Wang Xiaojian's appearance, she saw a trace of hope.

However, from the looks of it, that hope was about to be shattered.

"Elder Sister Zhaojun."

In the audience seats, Daji was nervous, holding Wang Zhaojun's cold jade hands with her warm little hands.

"I won't lose."

Wang Zhaojun bit her lips as her ice-cold hands clenched tightly with Daji's warm little hands.

Seemingly this way, would give the fighting Wang Xiaojian strength.

In the arena, the intense battle never stopped.

With the help of the Dark Nether Realm, Hu Rui turned around and performed his sword technique, appearing and disappearing mysteriously.

He disappeared again and again, and then reappeared again and again.

Every time he disappeared, his presence and shadow would disappear without a trace.

Every time he appeared, his sword strikes would emit a destructive power that caused others to be shocked.

It was as if he had taken Wang Xiaojian's life in an instant!

The floor of the arena was completely sliced up by the sword qi.

Wang Xiaojian held the long sword in his hand, looking extremely dangerous.

Seeing Wang Xiaojian's clothes shatter, Hu Rui revealed a sinister smile.

He seemed to have already seen the scene of Wang Xiaojian being slashed down, with blood splattering all over the five steps.

However, as time passed, the vicious expression on his face gradually turned into suspicion.

Then, his brows furrowed, and his expression changed from one of doubt to one of concentration.

Because Hu Rui realized that no matter how he turned his body around, it didn't matter how extreme his Profound Nether was.

He was unable to slash on Wang Xiaojian's body.

Wang Xiaojian seemed to be passively preparing for his attacks. The clothes on his upper body were torn, and his firm chest was exposed.

However, there were no wounds on his body.

The sword qi landed on his body, but it actually could not harm him!

What was even more damned was that Hu Rui realized that after such a long battle, he had used up a huge amount of Genuine Qi s just because he had tried to turn around.

However, his aura was still as long as ever.

It was as if he'd cultivated a cultivation method that was even more formidable than his.

At this moment, Hu Rui even had an absurd feeling in his heart.

That was, Wang Xiaojian was borrowing the power of his Profound Nether Sword Technique to train with his sword!

Just as this thought flashed across Hu Rui's mind, a hint of a smile flashed past his face.

"Hu Rui, can you see it?"

Hu Rui shook and said, "What?"

Wang Xiaojian's face carried a cold smile.

His clothes had been torn apart by the sword aura, but he did not have any injuries.

"With your stinging strength, you dare to fight me to the death? I let you go for so long, but you didn't hurt me. You're such a spicy chicken! "

"What did you say?!"

Hu Rui opened his eyes wide. This was the Xuan Ming turning around he was so proud of.

Only by cultivating the Profound Nether Sword Technique to an extremely high level could he be able to use it!

However, he was actually called a spicy chicken.

Hu Rui could not believe it, but the reality was right in front of him.

No matter how he used his sword techniques, he was unable to injure Wang Xiaojian.

Just as this thought flashed through his mind, he saw that Wang Xiaojian's body was emitting a burst of purple light.

"Alright, Hu Rui. This was the end of the game. Now, I will show you the true power of my Purple-cloud Sword Art. Now, I will let you know who exactly is the joke! "

Wang Xiaojian leaped up, and increased the distance between him and Hu Rui, and then clenched his fists. The Purple-cloud Sword Art's mental cultivation method, started to flow rapidly in his heart.

Purple qi rose from his body.

The purple qi of the Purple Clouds Skill resonated with the Purple-cloud Sword Art.

"Purple Clouds Shrouding the Sun!"

Weng ~

CHI CHI CHI ~

Accompanied by a cold shout, thirty thousand meters of multicolored light bloomed on Wang Xiaojian's body.

The Silver Snake Sword in his hand released waves of trembles, and following that, its bright sword body shot out rays of purple light.

With the Silver Snake Sword in his hand, Wang Xiaojian charged towards Hu Rui.

The violet rays of light intersected with each other.

The space that filled up the arena also covered the sky.

Each ray of light was made up of the Purple Clouds Sword Qi.

Each ray of light was filled with a killing intent that was even more terrifying than Xuan Ming turning around.

The moment it rained down, no matter how fast Hu Rui was, he was unable to dodge it.

Pop, pop, pop ~

Ah!

Streams of purple light sword beams landed on Hu Rui's body.

The embroidered robe on his body was instantly torn apart by the sword qi and turned into ash.

The crown on his head was chopped off by the sword qi.

His face was lacerated by the sword qi, dripping with blood.

The intense pain caused him to let out a miserable cry.0

He was dressed in Profound Rank Internal Armour s.

The powerful Internal Armour blocked the sword qi, but they were unable to block the power contained within the sword qi.

The purple colored sword aura bombarded Hu Rui's body, and passed through the Internal Armour, entering his body.

"Boom!" A loud sound was heard.

Under the dumbstruck gazes of the spectators, Hu Rui's body flew backwards, blood spewing out from his mouth!

In the air, the violet sword qi didn't disappear.

As he flew backwards, Hu Rui's entire body was enveloped by the purple cloud sword qi.

In just a moment, other than the part of his body that was covered in Internal Armour s, every other part of his body was cut and bleeding!

Pfft, pfft, pfft ~

Ahh ~

In the air, Hu Rui let out a series of miserable screams.

His body flew through the air in a parabola, and with a "peng" sound, he landed on the cut and scattered arena.

Hua ~

In the audience stands, there were excited cheers.

Zhu Yuantian, Hu Liang, the traitorous soldiers and the Shang Country experts all had ugly expressions on their faces.

They never thought that Wang Xiaojian would actually be able to defeat Hu Rui!

How was this possible?

Was this a joke?

This Lee Bai, was he that powerful?

Hu Rui fell to the ground, the intense pain made his body weak.

His hair was disheveled and he looked extremely terrible.

However, disbelief could be seen on his face.

His powerful Netherezim Swordsmanship had actually been defeated, and was not a match for his opponent's sword-art.

He didn't believe it. Ten thousand times he didn't believe it!

Hu Rui opened his mouth, looked at Wang Xiaojian, and said: "Lee Bai … "What kind of sword technique is this, why is it so powerful?!"

"Purple-cloud Sword Art."

Wang Xiaojian said indifferently, his voice spreading out, causing many people to be shocked.

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