480: C480 killing intent

C480 killing intent

Chi, Chi, Chi!

Yan Dazhi's flying sword was only a high-grade magic tool. Although its quality was not as good as Qian Endless Qian's pair of gloves, it still struggled violently after being grabbed by Qian Endless. Accompanied by the intense "chi chi" sounds between the flying sword and golden silk gloves, green smoke rose slowly into the air.

Qian Endless's expression changed slightly as he suddenly threw the flying sword in his hand out. The flying sword drew an arc 30 feet away and returned back into Yan Dazhi's control.

However, at this time, everyone saw that the tip of the flying sword that had been grabbed by the golden silk glove had become a lot rougher. It was obvious that the sword had suffered some injuries.

"The Tan Xi Sect is known as the number one sect in the Xi'an Country, there are even some people who are talking about how the number one sect in the Jade Province might fall to the Tan Xi Sect after the Heaven Shaking Sect. However, looking at the strength of Fellow Yan's cultivation, I feel that this prestige of the Tan Xi Sect is not worthy of its reputation!"

This time, both sides seemed to be fighting to the extent that Qian Wudi had the upper hand, causing the Jade Province cultivators to feel slightly disappointed. At the same time, they felt disdain towards Yan Dazhi, who could be considered as the first among the three generations of cultivators to advance to the next level.

However, Yang Junshan knew that Yan Dazhi's true strength was not just on the surface. His real trump card was the dual cultivation of sword and talisman!

Sure enough, just as Yang Junshan was thinking about this, Yan Dazhi coldly snorted and a ball of the True Divine Art condensed above his head, transforming into a greenish-gold talisman. Countless greenish-gold lights scattered from the talismans, each of them transforming into a sword beam that shot towards the slightly damaged flying sword in the air.

The True Divine Light was released, although it was far from being as powerful as Daoist Master Qing Shuang's ability to manifest all things, this was something that could only be achieved by completely transforming the spiritual energy within his body into True Divine Spirit Qi. That was to say, Yan Dazhi's cultivation had already reached the peak of the Astral Transformation Stage.

With the buff of the Destiny Talisman, Yan Daji's flying sword that was originally damaged immediately let out a soft hum, and a resplendent sword light shot out explosively from the sword blade, straight towards Qian Endless's chest.

The moment when Yan Dazhi had released the Destiny Talisman, Qian Endless's expression had already changed. Seeing the sword ray shooting towards him, how could he still dare to receive it head on with the golden silk gloves in his hands? He hastily pointed at it with both of his hands, and bits of golden light shot out from his fingers, colliding with the flying sword radiance.

Clang, clang, clang …

The sound of metal clashing rang out in the air. Even though Yan Dazhi's Golden Dot Hand was constantly flying towards the sword ray, it was unable to stop it from reaching his body.

The golden color that had originally extended to the forearms of both his hands continued to extend backwards, until half of his arms turned into golden arms as well. Then, both hands formed two hands made of elemental energy in the air, grabbing onto the incoming sword beams.

However, Qian Bian wasn't able to relax after blocking the sword ray. The spectators cried out in alarm. Qian Bian secretly cursed, but a killing intent had already locked onto the back of his head.

This killing intent was so close to him that Qian Bian stood there without moving at all. The giant hand made of Essence Qi and the sword ray dispersed. Yan Dazhi was standing not far away with his hands behind his back, looking at him with a hint of ridicule in his eyes.

Looking back, he saw that the flying sword that was previously injured by his Golden Hand was now three feet behind his head. If he still dared to make any movements, the flying sword could pierce through his head in an instant.

"Fellow Qian, thank you!" Yan Dazhi said with a smile.

With a cold snort, a look of indignation flashed across Qian Jin's face. Without another word, he walked toward the awning where his men were.

Yang Junshan looked over towards the source of the voice and his face suddenly froze. He saw that the person who had stood up was none other than the Snow Wind Sword Sect's sword disciple who had previously fought outside of Heaven Shaking Peak and also fought outside of the Primary Magnetic Mountain.

However, Yang Junshan would never take this person seriously. In the past, when both of them were at the Great Perfection Stage, if this person didn't run away fast enough and almost died in the hands of Yang Junshan, it would be fine if this person didn't challenge him. But if he forced him to make a move, Yang Junshan had the confidence to defeat this person again.

Knowing that there was a conflict between the two, Song Wei and Ying Lei Shang immediately looked towards Yang Junshan, only to see that Yang Junshan's expression was calm, and was unable to read anything from his expression.

The Snow Wind Sword Sect's disciple, Song Wei, was already standing in the arena. He cupped his hands towards Daoist Master Qing Shu and said, "Junior is Yue MoBing of the Snow Wind Sword Sect and has long heard of your sect's third generation true disciple, Song Wei. He is the number one disciple of the third generation.

Everyone turned to look at Song Wei, only to see that Song Wei was also surprised. He then stood up and said: "Fellow Daoist Su, you are the Successor Disciple of the number one sect in Liangzhou, I, Song Yu, am weak, and I hope that you can show me some mercy!"

Yue Mo Bing chuckled and said, "Don't worry, I will be merciful."

These words were spoken arrogantly, and all the Heaven Shaking Sect disciples watching from afar denounced him. No matter how self-possessed Song Wei was, he could not help but become angry. After he left the stage, he coldly said, "Since that is the case, I ask for your advice, Fellow Su!"

Yue Mo coldly laughed. Without further ado, he beckoned with his finger, and a sword beam silently flew out from his sleeves, aiming straight for Song Wei's chest.

This method of charging straight into the Middle Palace was obviously because he had absolute confidence in his own strength. At the same time, it was also a form of contempt towards Song Wei's own strength.

Song Wei was repeatedly looked down on by others and couldn't help but feel angry. Seeing that the other party was actually going to attack him head on, he had the urge to win. He raised the high quality magic tool in his hand and charged towards the flying sword with all his might.

Spiritual Master Chen Ji suddenly took a step forward, but suddenly felt a sharp gaze land on him. When he followed the gaze of the person who arrived, he saw a cultivator with a calm temperament and dressed in the same clothes as Yue Mo Bing smiling at him.

Astral Reaching Realm, Chen Ji was shocked. The Snow Wind Sword Sect was indeed worthy of being the number one sect in Liang Prefecture. Among the three generations of disciples, there were already people who had advanced to the Astral Reaching Realm.2

The Snow Wind Sword Sect's cultivator clearly understood this point and quickly retracted her gaze. And now, under Yue Mo Bing's crazy attacks, Song Wei was already being forced back step by step, completely at a disadvantage.

Although Song Wei was the first of the three to advance to the Dao Realm, he was actually the weakest of the three.

Faced with Yue Mo Bing's repeated provocations, if he could stay calm and fight with her in a guerrilla hit, he might have been able to make the situation better. Unfortunately, after being hit by Yue Mo Bing's provocation, the two sides clashed head on, but for Song Wei, who was not very strong, he used his own strength to attack the opponent, and the fight soon turned into a one-sided battle.

Yue Mo Bing held the advantage as his attacks became increasingly ruthless and fierce. Song Wei was already at a disadvantage, and danger was lurking in every corner. This caused the Heaven Shaking Sect disciples who were watching to occasionally let out exclamations and sweat for him.

And at this time, Yang Junshan glanced over and saw that Adept Chen Ji had actually calmed down.

Yang Junshan was puzzled. Could it be that Song Wei had some tricks up his sleeves?

At this time, Yue Mo Bing, who had achieved the peak of her agility in the battle, shouted, "Go down!"

The countless sword glows that were scattered throughout the drill grounds, with a loud shout, they condensed into a huge light sword in the air and slashed down at Song Wei.

Yue Mo Bing obviously did not stay behind, but her face still had a cruel look of excitement on it. If this attack was really effective, at least Song Wei would be severely injured.

However, just as Yue Mo Bing was about to succeed, a large umbrella suddenly appeared above Song Wei's head. Countless sword lights slashed down, but the shield broke and flew away. Although the Nine Palace Umbrella in Song Wei's hand blocked Yue Mo Bing's thunderbolt attack, the tremendous force still passed through the Middle Ranked Spirit Weapon in his hand and entered his body, injuring his internal organs, causing him to cough out a mouthful of blood.

Yue Mo retracted his ice sword and stared intently at the umbrella in Song Wei's hand. With an unwilling expression, he viciously said, "Middle Tier Defensive Spirit Weapon!"

"Cough cough." Song Wei's face was pale as he said, "Fellow Daoist Su's cultivation is high, I am not a match for you!"

Song Wei had already admitted defeat. Yue Mo coldly snorted as he prepared to return. Two disciples of the Heaven Shaking Sect swiftly rushed to the arena to support Song Wei. However, Song Wei tactfully rejected them, insisting on walking down.

Yue Mo Bing was not sparring at all, but killing!

Zhang Yue Ming's expression was cold as she suddenly stood up, only to hear Zhu Bajun scolding her, "What are you doing? Do you want to take turns fighting? Sit down!"

Zhang Yue Ming's expression became even colder. She looked coldly at Yue Mo Bing, who had a mocking expression on her face, and wordlessly sat back down on the platform.

At this time, another cultivator walked out from the pavilion. This person was the Sang Prefecture's Thousand Lake Sect disciple, Daoist Master Zeng Qichang.

"I am Zeng Qichang of the Thousand Lake Sect. I believe you all recognize me already. The Thousand Lake Sect's Sang Prefecture is located in the south of the Jade Province, and is bordering the Jade Prefecture's Zhang and Yao Prefectures. I heard that the biggest sects in the Zhang and Yao Prefectures are the Heavenly Wolf Sect and the Spirit Opening Sect."

The ice wolf stood up and shouted, "What, do you think so highly of yourself, and want to challenge Fellow Fang and myself?"

Zeng Qichang faintly smiled and said, "If Fellow Ice Wolf feels that he is too weak, then joining hands with Fellow Fang is inevitable!"

"Arrogant," the ice wolf said angrily. "Let this Daoist take a look at you and see just how strong you are!"

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