The power of the Arctic Cold Light Sword Qi does not just lie in the word sword.
What's more important is the word "han".
Bei Tianguang has been in seclusion for hundreds of years, practicing swordsmanship hard, and in actual combat, he has raised the power of sword energy to the highest level. Even among the Beitian clan, there may not be anyone who understands this Hanzi technique more deeply than he does.
When it comes to swordsmanship alone, Feng Ziyue is indeed a genius. He was actually able to find the master's sword among one hundred and eight lightning-fast sword energies, that is, he found the true form of the Baihuang Han Iron Sword.
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Feng Ziyue thrust out his sword and hit the Baihuanghan Iron Sword in the middle, breaking the unique skill of the Arctic Cold Light Sword Qi that Bei Tianguang was proud of, the Hundred and Eight Killing Styles.
But even so, he was inevitably injured by the extreme coldness in the Arctic Cold Light Sword Qi and the Baihuang Cold Iron Sword.
Even the soul residing in his weird spiritual sword couldn't bear the cold. He was also made of flesh and blood, so how could he not be injured?
Although Feng Ziyue's complexion only changed and immediately returned to normal, Bei Tianguang could also see clearly and was overjoyed.
If you try to suppress the injury, you will only die faster!
He laughed loudly and thought he would win!
The onlookers under the dragon pillar, those who knew a little bit about the art, shook their heads and sighed.
"I didn't expect that the outcome would be decided in just one move..."
"Sigh, that Feng Ziyue is good in swordsmanship, but his cultivation is really far behind. If he wants to deal with Bei Tianguang, he still won't be able to..."
"He was seriously injured with just one move. It seems like what Bei Tianguang said, within three moves, this young man could be killed. It's ridiculous that he made such bold words. Now it seems that it's all a joke!
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The little princess of the Maurya Dynasty even clenched her fists and stomped her feet!
With a loud bang, she kicked a big hole in the ground beneath her feet!
"stupid!"
"Now you know that you are no match for me! If you accept the terms of the Maurya Dynasty, we will naturally arrange for you to postpone the date of the duel! If we help you secretly, you may still have a chance of victory!"
"Now it's all wasted!"
She was so filled with hatred that the people who were tens of feet away from her were so scared that they all moved further away.
Ye Wang Chong also frowned.
In one move, Feng Ziyue was injured, and he would never mistake this.
Although the Arctic Cold Light Sword Qi is not a great martial art, it is hurt by its coldness and has a great impact, which is difficult to get rid of even for a while.
Feng Ziyue was injured by the cold in his first move, and this disadvantage was irreversible.
Could it be said that he would be defeated by Bei Tianguang within three moves?
"Did I really see it wrong?"
He slumped down in his chair with a dejected look. Wasn't this person who he thought he was? Was it really too reckless to leave Yan Ye Palace this time?
Amidst the roar, Feng Ziyue remained calm as usual. He shook his wrist gently, as if he wanted to shake off the cold air on his body.
Naturally, Bei Tianguang didn't think that this kid had a chance to make a comeback, and a sarcastic smile appeared on his face.
"What a true dragon of one realm! What a boy who talks arrogantly!"
"With your ability to get injured in the first move, you still want to survive my three moves!"
"Dream!"
He sneered, waved his hands, waved his robe sleeves, and his sword energy soared to the sky. He didn't relax in the second move and fired out!
"Go to hell!"
I saw that the sword energy scattered in the air suddenly formed a vertical and horizontal sword network, blasting towards Fengziyue like an overwhelming mountain!
"The Raging Sea Glacier!"
Among the arctic cold light sword energy, the move with the largest coverage is like a glacier descending, guided by the Baihuang Cold Iron Sword, slashing towards Fengziyue!
This huge glacier crashed down on us, leaving no room for dodge.
Feng Ziyue groaned, and his sword turned into an arc. At the bottom of the glacier, there was only a clicking sound. His giant sword bent into a bow shape, and he took the opportunity to flick him away. His face was pale.
No color at all!
"Second move!"
Bei Tianguang laughed loudly and took the initiative to count.
After two moves, Feng Ziyue was seriously injured and couldn't resist his sword moves at all, so what are you afraid of!
Just now, Nuhai Glacier's sword completely subdued Feng Ziyue. He could only fight it forcefully. He had already been injured by the coldness of the Arctic Cold Light Sword Qi. If he took this sword forcefully again, his internal organs must have been turned upside down.
It is impossible to recover!
From Bei Tianguang's point of view, Feng Ziyue was holding back from vomiting blood and falling down. He was at the end of his strength and was just holding on for dear life!
Fortunately, he said the three tricks. Now it seems that they are not bad at all!
After three moves, even if this kid can hold on for dear life, he won't be able to withstand it. Even if he can grit his teeth and not fall down, the arctic cold light sword energy in his body will take his life!
Feng Ziyue's body trembled and he stood in the air, his white clothes shaking, his face as pale as a death, but he still held the sword in his hand very tightly.
If someone looked closer, they could still see a faint smile on the corner of his mouth.
——However, by this time, no one believed that he would win anymore.
"With two sword blows, the Arctic Cold Light Sword Qi has poured into his organs. Even if the third sword is not released, he has been seriously injured. I don't know if he can survive..."
It seems that I really saw it wrong?
I had high hopes for this boy, but I didn’t expect that he was really just a real dragon from one realm who was overly conceited - yes, his sword moves were very exquisite, and his cultivation was enough to attract people’s attention at this age.
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But in the galaxy world, potential is always just potential.
If he doesn't have the chance to live until the day when his potential is fully realized, then these potentials will be completely useless.
"It seems that I really came to the wrong place this time..."
The Night King shook his head and sighed.
"Hmph, Feng Ziyue, you have been seriously injured by two swords! Do you still think you are capable of competing against my Beitian clan?"
Bei Tianguang held the Baihuanghan Iron Sword in his hand with a proud smile on his face.
"I, Bei Tianguang, am just a small deacon among the Beitian clan. You are no match for me. Now you know what kind of place Zhuque Qisu is in the galaxy world, right?"
His eyes wandered over Feng Ziyue. Suddenly, his expression darkened and he spoke seriously.
"Feng Ziyue, if I strike out with my sword again, you will definitely die. At this time, I, the Beitian clan, can give you a chance!"
"If you are willing to become a slave of my Beitian clan, I will make the decision and spare your life!"
As soon as this statement came out, everyone screamed!
At this moment, Bei Tianguang actually said such words!
The Beitian clan is quite courageous!
Yuan Ye Shisan, the world leader of Baishang World, raised his head and praised!