Between the sky and the earth, there is a dazzling sword light dancing non-stop on Jiulong Lake. They are the swords in the hands of many swordsmen in the spectator seats.
Under the pull of this sword intention, they all flew over uncontrollably.
There were many disciples of Tianyao Pavilion around Lin Yun, and they all looked shocked as they watched their own swords turn into light and escape far away.
Half-step psychic!
It is indeed a half-step psychic sword intention, and the little bits of firefly light rising in the huge pit on the Shenglong Platform are the best proof.
really.
Lin Yun's face was calm and he didn't feel much surprise. He had noticed it when Wu Xiaotian was fighting.
This level of sword intent was roughly the same as Lin Yun's state before the Thousand-Year Beast Tide began. By the time he arrived at Mujian City and understood the power of Dominate the World, he was no longer in this state.
Practicing the sword, practicing the mind, and practicing the breath, Fang Hanluo is still at the first stage, and is far from mastering the true psychic sword intention.
As for the current Lin Yun, it is completely incomparable. Not only has he mastered the complete psychic sword intention, but he has also reached the peak of Xiaocheng.
The sword's intention can last for three days without being extinguished, it can cut into nothingness, and it can annihilate life.
The dream breaks the bridge of sadness, and the shocking image comes!
What Lin Yun is interested in now is that this person seems to be flawless. Isn't that Nangong Wanyu's strongest trump card?
But even so, the entire venue was still shocked, and everyone looked at the scene in disbelief.
Half-step psychic!
Fang Hanluo actually has a half-step psychic sword intention hidden in his hand. This is a bit too scary, and it is really unpredictable.
Yan Longzi, who was standing next to the huge pit of Shenglong Platform, changed his face slightly, his eyes flickered for a moment, and he quickly retreated.
boom!
In the vast glow of fireflies, Fang Hanluo rose into the air, and he stretched out his hand to make a move. Among the tens of thousands of swords flying in the sky on Jiulong Lake, a sharp sword with cold light and unparalleled sharpness turned into a stream of light and came towards him.
.
It's Feixue!
Someone immediately recognized the sword. It was the sword used by Nangong Wanyu, Feixue.
Fang Hanluo held the hilt of the sword, and a cold and cold breath burst out from his scarred body. His already extremely terrifying aura surged crazily with the blessing of half-step psychic sword intention. His sword power was perfect and everything
He is like a Kunlun jade among thousands of fireflies.
This sword is flawless and flawless.
Fang Hanluo stared at Yan Longzi who was flying back, and a terrifying force that shook the sky and earth was actually condensed crazily on the sword. The cold sword light kept gathering like a swimming dragon, and the vast sea of clouds in the sky
It keeps rolling, like a vast ocean derived from the sword's will.
The astonishing chill made everyone shiver uncontrollably.
"Flawless!"
The light flickered, and with the blessing of half-step psychic sword intention, the sword finally thrust out.
With a shocking loud noise, the clouds covering the sky exploded. This stunning sword seemed to tear apart everything, emitting bright light and surging away with flawless wantonness.
Under the illumination of this flawless light, even the dust in this square of heaven and earth shone like flowers.
So stunning!
This sword is far stronger than the Wu Xia that Nangong Wan Yu wants to stab, and is even many times stronger. Perhaps this is the real Wu Xia.
Yan Longzi, who was retreating wildly, had just stood firm when the sword strike was like a sudden flash of light.
"court death!"
Seeing that there was no way to avoid it, a fierce look flashed in Yan Longzi's eyes. He didn't want to have any reservations anymore and shouted angrily in a deep voice: "The Flame Dragon Golden Body Technique is immortal!"
The energy surged and the blood boiled. Yan Longzi's already burly body like a monster swelled once again, and the muscles all over his body glowed with a metallic luster and were as thick as a mountain.
when!
When Wu Xia's sword stabbed Yan Longzi's heart, a loud noise erupted, like a stabbing sword.
On the thousand-year-old ancient clock, the loud sound was dull and thick.
Rumble!
The sword light exploded, golden light burst out, and fire shot into the sky. At the moment of the fight, a dazzling phenomenon occurred on the dragon platform.
"What a psychic sword. I know who you are. You are well hidden in Beixue Villa. But I have already said that in the face of absolute power, everything is false. So what about the psychic sword? You can defeat me."
Flame Dragon Golden Body?"
Yan Longzi, who was covered in golden light and was only knocked back ten or so steps, looked at Fang Hanluo with a mocking look on his face and laughed endlessly.
"Frost Starburst!"
Fang Hanluo's eyes flashed with strange color, and he immediately changed his moves. The previous boxing technique was used with the Flying Snow Sword.
Clang! Clang! Clang!
For a moment, the sharp sword light soared all over Yan Longzi's body, colliding with countless sparks and making a loud metal collision.
“The mountains and rivers are covered with snow!”
Fang Hanluo refused to give up, gritted his teeth, and pushed his half-step psychic sword intent to the limit. The dazzling sword light swept almost every corner of Yan Longzi's body, but without exception, Yan Longzi was not hurt.
He is like a statue made of molten metal, with no flaw in his body, making him invulnerable.
"That's it!"
Yan Longzi's eyes flashed with brilliance, and the corner of his mouth curled up into a ferocious smile, and he shouted angrily in a deep voice: "The Flame Dragon Golden Body Art, the Immortal Broken Heart Seal!"
His body shone with metallic luster, and a golden dragon shadow suddenly swam around. His hands transformed and formed a seal, which was violently blasted out at the moment.
Bang!
The Broken Heart Seal made of golden flames evolved into a tightly clenched dragon claw, which penetrated the void and directly hit the tip of the Flying Snow Sword.
Click, click, click!
The sword broke instantly, Fang Hanluo spat out blood, and he was knocked out and passed out instantly.
"In this battle, Yan Longzi wins!"
The referee's voice sounded, and everyone woke up as if from a dream. They looked at Yan Longzi in disbelief. Who would have thought that a flawless sword blessed by half-step psychic sword intention could not even hurt Yan Longzi.
His physical body is a bit exaggerated. There have long been rumors that his physical body is the best in the Southern Region. No one disbelieves this person.
The three little kings, whether it was Zhao Wuji, Yan Longzi, or Yu Haotian, no one was easy to mess with when they showed their true trump cards.
"It's so strong! This body is really scary."
"Unless you use your cultivation to fight against him and directly cause him internal injuries, it's hard to imagine who can hurt him."
"Yu Haotian should be able to do it. Not to mention the Overlord Fist, he has cultivated the Ziyue Heart Sutra to the highest level, and he can definitely hurt him with his cultivation. Zhao Wuji is similar, the thunder cloud artistic conception is perfectly integrated, and the power of the thunder cloud vortex bursts,
There is also a chance.”
"As for the swordsman, perhaps only the sword's intention can be truly channeled..."
Everyone in the spectator seats sighed. Half-step psychic and complete psychic sword intent were not just half a step apart, they were worlds apart.
Tianpo wanted to master the psychic sword intention before, but no one in the entire Xuanhuang Realm could do it. Even if it were pushed back three thousand years, there might not be such a monster.
Even if we take a step back, there are only two or three Tianpo Swordsmen who have mastered the psychic sword intention now, and they are all hundreds of years old. It is simply impossible to expect that the psychic sword intention will appear at the feast of dragons.
Whoosh!
When everyone was shocked, two figures rushed up to the Shenglong Platform. They were the owner of Beixue Villa and Nangong Wanyu. The two looked anxiously, checking Fang Hanluo's injuries.
"He must be Mu Han..."
Yan Longzi, who had finished swallowing his opponent's Xuanhuang Qi, narrowed his eyes and smiled: "I have long heard that there is a swordsman monster hiding in Beixue Mountain Villa, and he has been raising swords for eighteen years, but I didn't expect that this kid is so cruel. He actually lowered his cultivation level.
I want to break through and then use my sword to take a sideways approach, but it’s a pity that I’m still a little young and it’s not enough to look at in front of me.”
Mu Han?
Self-degradation and cultivation, breaking and then establishing?
As Yan Longzi's words fell, everyone was shocked and surprised. But then they woke up like a dream and suddenly realized.
No wonder he always breaks through in his cultivation level in the face of life and death. It turns out that he has lowered his cultivation level by himself, so it makes sense. If he can always break through in life and death, and his cultivation level is almost immediately stable after the breakthrough, he will immediately crush the same realm.
opponent.
If we don’t break and then build, if we don’t have the resources of Beixue Villa to support us, how could we possibly do it.
For a long time, everyone took a breath of air-conditioning. This move of Beixue Villa was really ruthless. If anything went wrong, it would cost the best descendant of their sect, but this move was obviously the right one.
Even though Nangong Wanyu was defeated, Beixue Villa still had a sword that advanced to the top ten.
It's a pity that he met Yan Longzi, the most terrifying body in the southern region, and broke the sword with extremely violent means.
"The so-called swordsman is nothing more than that. He is a half-step psychic. What can he do to me?"
Yan Longzi laughed wildly, jumped into the air, and returned to his seat in the Tianyao Pavilion. When he found that Lin Yun had left at some point, a sneer flashed in his eyes. This boy was quite sensible.
But after all, he is a loser. The so-called swordsman is not worth mentioning in front of him. The top ten will always encounter him in battle, and he will know the consequences of playing with him when the time comes.
Obviously he was thinking too much, Lin Yun simply didn't want to see him.
After the battle, the Holy Alliance ordered the top ten players to rest for an hour.
When the sun sets in the sky, at noon, the final battle between the dragons continues.
The first match in the afternoon was between Yu Haotian and Wu Xiaotian.
Both of their names have the word Tian, but the gap between Tian and Tian is a bit too big. Yu Haotian didn't even use his domination fist. With his powerful cultivation, he directly crushed Wu Xiaotian.
Didn't give him any chance.
After ten moves, Yu Haotian won easily.
Next came Zhu Qingshan, his opponent was Yue Weiwei, but Yue Weiwei simply abstained.
Yu Haotian's dominating punch had been planned for a long time and he didn't hold back at all, causing Yue Weiwei, who was unprepared, to be seriously injured. Fortunately, she didn't care much about the top ten rankings. Even if she lost all the games,
I don't care too much.
Next up was Jiang Ziye versus Fang Hanluo.
Both of them lost two games and were seriously injured, especially Fang Hanluo, who passed out immediately. If the Holy Alliance hadn't ordered him to take an hour's rest, even with the support of Beixue Villa, he might not have been able to fight.
The fight began, and to the surprise of others, Fang Hanluo, who had recovered from his injuries, took the lead in launching an offensive. Frosty Star Explosion, Snow Covering Mountains and Rivers, Cold Sky and Earth Splitting and other killing moves were launched one after another, launching crazy offensives one after another.
Jiang Ziye fought steadily, and after blocking more than ten moves from the opponent, his momentum obviously dropped quickly.
Everyone suddenly realized that he was too seriously injured and should not wait too long to win quickly. Unfortunately, Jiang Ziye had gradually adjusted from the negative state of losing to Yu Haotian and did not give him much chance.
Jiang Ziye, who was a little wary of the half-step psychic sword intent, never made a killing move after gaining the upper hand.
It can be seen that the opponent has not used it for a long time. It seems that he is too injured to use it, so he wins directly with Tianhuang Poyun Finger.
As this battle came to an end, the chaotic situation of the top ten battles gradually became clear in everyone's eyes. The three little kings who accepted the challenge one after another all won strongly. If they were to lose, the outcome could only be determined by fighting each other.
The top three positions are hard to shake.
The remaining suspense is who among Lin Yun, Zhu Qingshan and Jiang Ziye will win the fourth place.
After another fight, Lin Yun appeared on the stage, and his opponent was Bai Lixuan.
The referee seemed to know that both of them came from the same Daqin, and even came from the same sect, so he deliberately emphasized his tone.
The eyes of everyone in the spectator seats suddenly brightened. After careful calculation, among the powerful swordsmen in the entire Dragon Feast, only Bai Lixuan was left who had not yet fought against Lin Yun.
As long as he defeats this last sword, Lin Yun will truly deserve the title of the strongest swordsman in this dragon feast.