"I guess Long Yun can kill him within ten breaths from the moment he takes action... Do you want to take a bet with me?"
Su Li's Yuanli condensed sound continued to be heard.
Ten breaths?
Su Li's words made Duan Lingtian realize Su Li's confidence in Long Yun.
He felt that Su Li was not aimless.
After all, Su Li's master and Long Yun's master are brothers. Maybe Su Li knows something important.
For example, what amazing martial arts skills does Long Yun have now?
And that martial skill came from Long Yun's master.
"When you say that, you obviously have full confidence in Long Yun... At this time, if I still bet with you, wouldn't I be taken advantage of?"
Duan Lingtian Yuan Li condensed his voice and cursed with a smile.
When Su Li heard this, he was startled for a moment, then smiled bitterly.
He seemed to be too anxious that Duan Lingtian did not fall into the trap.
After hearing what Su Li said just now, Duan Lingtian became very interested in the battle in front of him and began to watch the battle attentively.
Now, Feng Yunxiang used the martial arts skills he had previously displayed in front of Feng Tianwu, forming a shadow of swords all over the sky, sweeping towards Long Yun with force.
Every blade shadow is filled with fierce killing intent.
On the other hand, Long Yun, facing the shadow of the sword sweeping across the sky, his eyes suddenly narrowed, and when he raised his hand, the spiritual sword that Duan Lingtian had seen once appeared in his hand again.
During the first round of selection, Duan Lingtian once witnessed Long Yun using this spiritual sword to resist the pressure exerted by two old men.
At that time, Duan Lingtian saw that it was a 'third-grade spiritual sword'.
Wow!
As the energy in Long Yun's hand poured into the spiritual knife in his hand, a strange phenomenon suddenly appeared above his head.
The phantoms of ancient horned dragons quickly condensed into shape.
"That's..."
Soon, onlookers discovered something astonishing.
That is, the number of ancient horned dragon phantoms that are rapidly congealing in the void above Long Yun's head is not much different from the ancient horned dragon's phantom in the void above Feng Yunxiang's head.
In the void above Long Yun's head, there are twenty-three ancient horned dragon phantoms, plus more than 8,000 ancient giant elephant phantoms. Compared with Feng Yunxiang, there are only a few thousand ancient giant elephant phantoms less.
"Third-grade spiritual weapon!"
"This young swordsman from the Black Stone Empire also has a third-grade spiritual weapon in his hands?"
…
Suddenly, the entire prison arena was boiling again.
Third grade spiritual weapon!
See the third-grade spiritual weapon again!
The previous third-grade spiritual weapon was owned by ‘Feng Tianwu’ of the Feng family, but this third-grade spiritual weapon was owned by a young swordsman from the Blackstone Empire.
So far, two third-grade spiritual weapons have appeared in the Dynasty Martial Arts Competition.
"Third-grade spiritual weapon!"
After Feng Yunxiang learned that the spiritual sword in Long Yun's hand was a third-grade spiritual weapon, his expression couldn't help but change.
He is a warrior who possesses a 'third-grade spiritual weapon' and is also a young man in his early thirties. He knows exactly what this means.
"Who is he?"
For a moment, he couldn't help but feel afraid, and even his shots stopped for a few minutes.
At this moment, he was deeply afraid of Long Yun's mysterious background.
Buzz! Buzz! Buzz! Buzz! Buzz!
…
Long Yun drew his sword, and swung out one sword after another like lightning. For a moment, the Yuanli sword light, which contained the power of spiritual weapon amplification and the "Ideology of the Sword", swept through the air.
In an instant, rays of condensed Yuanli sword light faced the sky-wide sword shadow that had slowed down due to Feng Yunxiang's distraction.
Originally, no matter how fast Long Yun took action, he was still taking action on the spot, which was equivalent to improvising. After all, he could not condense enough Yuanli sword light to withstand the number of sword shadows in the sky.
Just when most of the people watching thought Long Yun was going to lose.
Buzz! Buzz! Buzz! Buzz! Buzz!
…
The Yuanli sword light that flew out from the spiritual sword in Long Yun's hand flew into the air and split into three parts without exception.
The scattered sword light still faced the sky-filled sword shadow unabated.
For a time, in terms of quantity, there was no difference between the two.
Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!
…
The swords and sword shadows collided, making bursts of dull air explosions. At the same time, waves of rolling air swept away, turning into waves of strong winds blowing in all directions.
For a moment, most of the spectators around the fighting arena had their robes blown up involuntarily, making a loud noise.
Under the watchful eyes of everyone, Long Yun easily defused the sword shadows that filled the sky, perfectly resisting Feng Yunxiang's attack.
The next moment, Long Yun's actions made many people look confused.
Logically speaking, the current Long Yun should have gone all out to pursue the victory, but he did not do so. Instead, he clenched the third-grade spiritual sword in his hand with both hands and placed it horizontally above his head.
Wow!
On Long Yun's body, Yuanli surged, which contained the unparalleled 'Impression of the Sevenfold Sword'.
At this moment, the people present even had the illusion that Long Yun seemed to have merged with the third-grade spiritual sword in his hand, turning into a giant sword.
The reason for this illusion is that the surge of energy in Long Yun's body formed the shape of a giant knife, covering Long Yun's entire body.
"Man and sword unite!"
Suddenly, Long Yun spoke word by word, his voice was low and contained no emotion.
"Man and knife become one?"
Feng Yunxiang had already come to his senses, but when he heard Long Yun's words, he couldn't help but his face changed and he was shocked.
As a sword cultivator, he naturally knows what these four words mean.
The integration of man and sword represents the highest state of sword cultivation.
People and swords do not differentiate between you and me. People are swords and swords are people.
When a person is alive, the sword remains; when a person dies, the sword cuts him off.
Buzz!
The next moment, the giant knife-shaped elemental force that enveloped Long Yun suddenly trembled, pushing Long Yun to fly out, like a giant knife flying out of the air, splitting the airflow in the air into two.
After arriving not far in front of Feng Yunxiang, the giant sword suddenly stood upright, and the next moment it was aimed at Feng Yunxiang, and suddenly roared down, carrying the power of chopping everything apart.
Buzz!
It fell hugely, and above the tip of the knife, a huge sword light roared out.
If you look carefully, you can see that it is the sword light whizzing out from the third-grade spiritual sword held by Long Yun in both hands, which contains his Yuan Power, the artistic conception of the sword and the power of spiritual weapon amplification.
When the giant sword transformed from Yuan Li fell and shrouded Long Yun's body, Long Yun also tilted and fell, and the third-grade spiritual sword in his hand volleyed down towards Feng Yunxiang.
This scene only happened in the blink of an eye, so fast that people couldn't react.
"No!!"
Feng Yunxiang seemed to realize how terrifying Long Yun's sword was. He shouted sharply and moved around, trying to avoid it.
But, can he hide away?
Buzz!
The giant sword that fell down seemed to be firmly locked on Feng Yunxiang. No matter which way he went, it would still strike straight down at him.
Click!
Before Feng Yunxiang could escape far, he was cut into two pieces by the roaring light from the tip of the giant sword.
The leader of the young generation of the Feng family died halfway.
Seeing Feng Yunxiang's body was about to be split into two, showing a bloody scene.
The giant sword turned suddenly.
call!
The blade of the sword shot out of the air, setting off a piercing howl of wind, and struck Feng Yunxiang's body before it could be separated.
Snap!
There was a loud noise, and Feng Yunxiang's body turned into a rain of blood, scattering into the sky, and no complete piece could be seen again.
quiet.
There was a deathly silence in the prison arena.
Today's dynasty martial arts competition is not the first time that someone has died so far, but this is the first time that this method of death is crueler than breaking the body into thousands of pieces.
At the same time, above the Prison Arena, the giant sword transformed from Yuan Li was gradually annihilated, leaving only a young man standing there with his sword standing horizontally.
Tick! Tick!
…
The tip of the spiritual knife in his hand was still dripping with dazzling and dazzling blood. The blood spilled into the sky, as if it had turned into little roses dotted with stars.
Little roses kept falling on the prison battlefield.
"Yunxiang!"
In the exclusive upper-class auditorium of the Feng family, the patriarch of the Feng family, Feng Tiannan, and several senior officials were the first to react, and their expressions changed.
Feng Yunxiang, the former number one genius of the younger generation of the Feng family, was killed like this?
At this moment, they couldn't wait to kill Long Yun.
But when they thought of the 'Third Grade Spiritual Sword' in Long Yun's hand, and of the strong man who might exist behind Long Yun, they completely lost their temper.
"Su Li, did you already know that Long Yun had this skill?"
Duan Lingtian withdrew his shocked gaze and looked at Su Li, Yuan Li asked curiously.
I have to say that Long Yun's method just now surprised him.
Although there is still a long way to go before the true 'union of man and sword', it is really rare for a seventh-level warrior in the Void Realm to achieve this step.
That sword, to a certain extent, even had the prototype of a 'heaven-level martial skill'.
"What do you think?"
Su Li did not answer directly, but it was not difficult for people to guess the answer in his heart.
At the same time, the deathly silent prison fighting arena gradually became lively.
A series of eyes, without any surprise, focused on Long Yun again.
"It's hard to imagine that the sword just now was executed by a seventh-level warrior in the Void Realm... The moment he transformed into a giant sword and used the third-level spiritual sword to strike, I even felt as if his whole body really turned into a sword.
!”
"I feel the same way... Just now he said 'the man and the sword are one', maybe that is the legendary 'the man and the sword are one'!"
"It's not necessarily the case of 'human and sword fusion'. However, the set of sword skills he displayed has exceeded the scope of most earth-level high-level attack martial arts."
"Just now, when he said he wanted to kill Feng Yunxiang, I thought he was talking nonsense... Now it seems that he is not aimless, but he really has the strength."
…
A group of spectators around the prison arena were talking a lot, and their views on Long Yun also completely changed.
"Duan Lingtian, that young sword cultivator, and this young sword cultivator are all from the 'Black Stone Empire'... Is the soil and water of the Black Stone Empire really so good that it can produce so many evil geniuses?"
At some point, an audience member couldn't help but say something like this.
And these words caused a stir in the prison fighting arena.
"My wife will give birth next month...I have decided. When my child is born, I will take my family and move to the Blackstone Empire to settle down."
"My wife has also been pregnant for several months. I plan to take her to the Blackstone Empire to give birth to the child. I will soak up the feng shui of the Blackstone Empire. Maybe my child will be as outstanding as the three of them in the future."