If such a war of attrition continued, Pound would definitely be at a disadvantage in the end, but he seemed to have seen through Xiao Heng's thoughts, a sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth, and he held his sword across his chest.
The thin blade of the sword suddenly screamed, and a huge killing intent was released from it, overwhelming the sky and the earth. Immediately, the disciples under the stage let out a cry of surprise. They had finally seen the killing sword that they had been looking forward to for a long time.
Xiao Heng opened his eyes wide, and felt the sword intent piercing his heart. Being immersed in this murderous intent, his whole body trembled involuntarily, and the flames around him shrank in size.
"It is rumored that the brave sword breaks defense and the wise sword breaks attack. The killing sword can ignore defense and is several times more powerful than the brave sword. It seems to be true!" Xiao Heng swallowed hard and pushed back twice.
Step by step, he sacrificed his inferior innate spiritual treasure, merged it with his own fire power, and suddenly flames surged, transforming into a phoenix reborn from the fire in front of him.
"That's it for now, kill the gods and Buddhas with your sword!"
In an instant, the sword intention, driven by the thunder essence, formed a bright purple electric light that spread across the arena. The huge pressure made the surrounding disciples feel chest tight and suffocated, and they couldn't help but use their energy to resist.
"Qingluan Yuhuo, go!"
This is the pinnacle of Xiao Heng's second-level Kung Fu book, which contains all his true energy. The fire-immersed phoenix spreads its wings, and infinite flames gather in front, looking like a tornado and whirlpool.
Poof!
Almost in an instant, this vortex was severely penetrated, and the next moment, the sword intent of the killing sword had already enveloped Xiao Heng.
Xiao Heng didn't expect that his special skill would be so fragile. He only felt that he was surrounded by thousands of sharp swords pointing at it. A bone-chilling chill arose spontaneously, as if his life had been controlled by Pang De.
in hand.
"Pang De, that's enough!" On the steps, Shen Wuyu patted the handrail.
Pound suddenly woke up, and his bloodshot eyes gradually regained consciousness. It was obvious that the murderous intention had invaded his brain. If he had been slower, he would have definitely killed Xiao Heng when he activated the killing sword.
Jian Twelve said: "Although Pang De has achieved some success with the sword, he still cannot control the killing intent in the sword. It can easily invade the body and cause unpredictable consequences. Shen Yuanlao must help him defeat his inner demons, otherwise he will not be able to enter the sword tomb.
It’s hard to become something great.”
Shen Wuyu knew that if he practiced improperly, his murderous intention would invade his body, and in serious cases he would go crazy and explode and die, so he nodded and said: "Please rest assured, Master, Pang De will not let you down."
The sword intent disappeared, and Xiao Heng knelt down half-kneeling on the ground with some exhaustion. Cold sweat dripped from his forehead, dripping from the tip of his nose to the ground. His whole body was shaking like chaff. It seemed that the murderous intention left a lot of traces in his heart.
shadow.
Pang De took back the Lingbao and said coldly: "You asked for it all." After that, he turned around and walked down the ring, leaving with the gangsters. Xiao Heng, who lost mobility, was also carried down by other disciples.
Pang De showed his talent for the first time and defeated his opponent with one blow, which made all the disciples watching the battle stunned. They thought that there was really no second choice for the person who entered the Sword Tomb except him.
At this moment, the sword master shouted: "Second stage, Yuan Futu vs. Sun Tianwei!"
After a shout, Sun Tianwei, wearing a bamboo hat, walked onto the ring silently.
"Oh shit, where has this guy been hiding and why hasn't he come yet?!" Lin Wan'er said anxiously, stamping her feet.
Xiao Nan also had a solemn look on his face. He raised his head and looked around. Suddenly he saw a figure in the clouds in the distance, roaring from far to near. He was suddenly surprised and said: "Here he is, it's him!"
Yuan Futu was dressed in rags, running from Tianxuan Cliff with the Tianyuan Sword on his feet, and arrived in front of him in a blink of an eye.
Xiao Nan looked at the shocking cracks still left on his clothes and asked in shock: "Where did you go last night?"
Yuan Futu smiled and said, "It's a long story."
"It's about to start, how are you now?" Lin Wan'er looked at him worriedly, wondering if there would be any problems in this embarrassing state.
Yuan Futu turned his head and found that Sun Tianwei had been waiting for a long time. He smiled and said: "Don't worry, I will definitely win."
At this time, Yuan Zang silently appeared beside Shen Wuyu and whispered a few words in his ear. Shen Wuyu's expression was shocked and he said in a deep voice: "Do you really see this with your own eyes?"
Genzo seemed unable to believe what happened last night, but he did feel the sword intent personally, and nodded deeply.
Shen Wuyu's expression began to become extremely solemn.
At this moment, Yuan Futu walked onto the ring, cupped his hands towards Sun Tianwei, looked at his drenched appearance, and asked doubtfully: "It's raining so hard, why don't you hold an umbrella?"
Sun Tianwei stretched out his hand, caught a spoonful of rainwater in his palm, and said calmly: "Because I practice the water element." Suddenly his fingers spread out, the rainwater turned into a dragon shape, soared upwards, and finally disappeared into the thick clouds. Duandi is extremely magical.
"please."
Yuan Futu pulled out the Tianyuan Sword, released his Yuan Power, and formed a thick Earth Yuan Shield in front of him. After all, he was facing a master in the Dharma God Realm. If he waited until the danger came to set up defenses, it would be too late.
The flying sword that Sun Tianwei sacrificed turned out to be an innate spiritual treasure. It seems that all inner disciples who have reached the realm of Dharma God can receive it from the sect, but the grade is still inferior.
As his body surface glowed with bright blue light, Yuan Futu suddenly felt as if the sky was about to collapse, and he felt like he couldn't breathe. It was as if he was carrying two mountains on his shoulders, which were too heavy to lift. .
This is the pressure of true energy!
"All kinds of things!" Yuan Futu roared, forming a seal with one hand, and immediately countless earth thorns shot up from the ground. The number was astonishing, at least there were more than fifty. They were intertwined with each other, but they were like all kinds of things. meaning.
Peng!
A column of water rose into the sky, shattering the incoming earth thorns. Sun Tianwei raised his head and found that the earth thorns around him were still emerging. He couldn't help but snorted coldly. The true energy in his body flowed, and sword shadows filled the sky. Then all the soil thorns will be swept away in an instant.
Yuan Futu was forced by the sword shadow and glided against the ring for dozens of feet before he stabilized.
Sun Tianwei took off his bamboo hat and said coldly: "Ice Soul Sword!"
He raised the flying sword in his hand towards the sky, and suddenly an extreme coldness condensed out of thin air.
A sense of crisis hit his heart, and Yuan Futu looked up, only to find that the rain all over the sky turned into endless ice arrows whizzing towards him at an extremely terrifying speed.