"It is rumored that Zhuge Feng made a breakthrough at the last moment of the competition. His sword power was astonishing, and he even vaguely reached the half-step martial arts realm. Now it seems that it is indeed true!"
"I don't think this subtle sword intention is any weaker than Chen Tian's back then."
Many people present were amazed!
As the monstrous sword intent was released, it collapsed together with the spiritual sword. The two powers combined together, causing the entire top of the cloud and mist to tremble.
Everyone who saw this scene shrank in their hearts.
Zhuge Feng, once known as the seed player of the Empire's Ten Heroes, judging from his current performance, once he breaks through to the King of Martial Level, the bottom three top ten players may be in danger.
"Well done!" The people from the Mingjian Sect were a little excited, "That's great, it's already passed Huang Pushuo's time."
As the momentum of both sides reached a stalemate, the atmosphere between other forces became increasingly tense. Gradually, the tense atmosphere outside the court was noticed by Zhuge Feng.
He didn't expect that he could actually affect the mood of everyone present, and he couldn't help but have mixed feelings for a while.
He has been practicing swordsmanship since he was a child, and he reached the first level of swordsmanship when he was five years old. He thought he would rise all the way, but unexpectedly he was unable to break through after reaching the perfect level of swordsmanship. This also made him compete with Luo Wudao for the top ten swordsmen in the empire.
It was time to return in disastrous defeat.
If he hadn't been awakened in the competition, used the sword to penetrate into subtleties, and successfully overcome the inner demons of many years ago, I still don't know what he would look like today.
Looking back on his journey, Zhuge Feng couldn't stop sighing. Although he had reached the point where the sword's heart was clear at the end of the competition, it was not enough to conquer the spiritual weapon in front of him. Now it seems that he and the spiritual weapon are in a stalemate, but in fact
Yes, this spiritual weapon showed mercy to me.
If he doesn't know how to advance or retreat, he may suffer a strong backlash from the sword energy. Thinking of this, Zhuge Feng's momentum is getting weaker and weaker. At the same time, the sword energy of the spiritual weapon seems to have realized something, and its momentum has gradually weakened.
Seeing that the momentum of one person and one sword weakened at the same time, the crowd became inexplicably commotion. Could it be that... Zhuge Feng succeeded?
When the light dissipated, Zhuge Feng slowly walked out and stood aside, with the sword still there.
Although Zhuge Feng failed to conquer the spirit sword, his performance still shocked everyone present.
Zhuge Feng had been confronting the spiritual weapon for so long and still came back without any injuries. His ability was indeed very powerful.
Is it possible that this spiritual sword becomes weak when it encounters a weak one and becomes strong when it encounters a strong one?
"Among the nine major sects, Tianzong is the only one left, right?"
Suddenly, someone in the crowd muttered something. Everyone was stunned when they heard this, and their eyes turned to Tianzong.
Among the nine major sects, Tianzong has the strongest foundation. Even if a saint ancestor dies, it is still the number one sect in the world. What's more, there is another person in Tianzong who is more terrifying than the ancestor.
people.
None of the major forces will act rashly until they understand the true strength of the Tianzong ancestors.
"Haha, since everyone is looking forward to my Tianzong's performance so much, I naturally can't let you down. Liuyun, right." Yan Fengxing is still very confident in Niliuyun.
Niliu Yun, the biggest dark horse in the sect competition, controlled the terrifying ability of the Time Spirit. Now that Chen Tian is gone, he must be the most dazzling new star.
Seeing Niliu Yun coming out, everyone started talking.
"If it weren't for Chen Tian, I'm afraid Niliu Yun would be the top figure of the young generation."
"It's a pity that Chen Tian is dead. Otherwise, I really want to see who among them can be better?"
"I see, even if Chen Tian is not dead, Niliu Yun can't defeat him!"
Niliu Yun frowned and listened to the comments around him, especially the word Chen Tian, which made him feel very resentful. What he hated most now was that others compared him with Chen Tian. This gave him the illusion that even if Chen Tian
Even though Tian died, he still lived in Chen Tian's shadow.
He stepped forward with a gloomy look and grasped the hilt of the sword.
However, the moment his hand touched the hilt of the sword, the sword intent on the spirit sword soared into the sky, and the terrifying light suddenly formed a beam of light that shot up into the sky like a shock wave.
At the same time, everything around them stopped for an instant. People only saw the countercurrent cloud retreating. At the moment when the light disappeared, they once again grasped the hilt of the sword and pulled it out with all their strength.
Immediately, a second shock wave shot into the sky, and the scene became weird again.
On the field, Niliuyun continued to rely on his martial soul power to deal with the spiritual weapons. Although he persisted for a long time, everyone couldn't help but feel sorry for him. Seeing how the spirit sword was violently rising from time to time, even if Niliuyun relied on his martial arts
The soul talent temporarily conquered the spiritual weapon, but he finally had no chance with this spiritual weapon.
"Damn it, damn it!"
"Why, why not!" Niliu Yun drew his sword with both hands, and exploded with angry power, but the sword remained motionless. As he continued to use his martial spirit, he became a little weaker, and the power of the spiritual sword exploded again, fiercely.
and ejected him.
Yan Fengxing immediately flew forward and caught him.
The countercurrent clouds in mid-air shouted, "Why, why is this happening!"
"Liuyun, please calm down." Yan Fengxing sighed, looking at Niliuyun's red eyes filled with resentment due to unwillingness, he couldn't help but think of Chen Tian in the past.
Whether it is character, talent, character or ability, Chentian is much better than Niliuyun. He also realized after the comparison that Chentian's fall is probably the most regrettable thing in his life for the Tianzong.
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Tianzong's failure cast a haze on everyone's heart. Niliu Yun is such a genius but still cannot successfully draw the sword. Who else can pull out the sword?
"Old Yan, I still want to try, let me try." Niliu Yun could not accept his failure.
"Haha, is this the genius of Tianzong today? Mr. Yan, you better hurry up and take it back. Don't be embarrassed here anymore. How can a man who can't even accept winning or losing reach the top! Compared to Chen Tian, you are simply
Useless!"
A taunt suddenly sounded from the direction of the Imperial Holy Court. As soon as the words were spoken, a group of teams came out.
When they saw clearly the face of the burly man walking at the front, the entire Tianzong body trembled.
"Senior Brother Huya!"
That sturdy man was actually Huya who left the Tianzong in the past, and now he is the eighth level of the Wuzong.
"Asshole, what are you? I'm not as good as Chen Tian, what the hell are you!" Niliu Yun was furious.
Niliuyun is very talented, and he trained with the ancestor of Tianzong, and became the youngest martial arts expert.
But also because he is young and has experienced too little, ordinary words can anger him.
"Tianzong, you are really getting better and better." Huya couldn't help but snorted. He was extremely sorry for Chen Tian's death and was a little helpless. Such a genius finally died in the hands of Tianzong's own people.
"Huya, how come you were once a disciple of Tianzong, how can you be your own disciple?"
"Haha, if Tianzong hadn't done that thing, I, Huya, could still regard myself as half a Tianzong person, but after you personally buried Chen Tian, I completely understood that Tianzong had changed." Huya sneered.
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"You." Even Yan Fengxing couldn't find any words to refute.
"Yan Fengxing, please stop bragging and staring. Huya is a student of our Holy Academy. Even if he is a disciple of your Tianzong, that is just a pass. Now, your Tianzong personally buried a person who might become a legend.
Who dares to enter your Tianzongmen?"
"Your Highness the Eighth Prince, don't you give it a try?" The uncle looked at the Eighth Prince.
The eighth prince smiled calmly and said, "Haha, I still know myself. This spiritual weapon has no connection with me. Please do as you please."
"If that's the case, I, the Holy Court, will not be polite. Huya, try it and pull out the spiritual sword for the Holy Court."
Huya grinned, and his huge body came in front of the spirit sword. The hilt of the sword was in sharp contrast with his body shape. The thick palm actually covered the entire hilt.
Hu Ya fiercely drew his sword, and instantly the sword light shot up into the sky.
"It's impossible for you to scratch an itch at this level!" Hu Ya roared, not afraid of the sword light at all. Seeing this scene, the crowd was shocked.
As if feeling the strength of the tiger's teeth, the spirit sword actually emitted a sword cry, and the sword light rising into the sky became stronger and fiercer in an instant.
Huya's body stepped back, and the white tiger martial spirit appeared, and a ferocious white tiger became entangled with the sword light of the spiritual weapon.
The battle between the Sky-Slaying Sword Intent and the White Tiger's Body left everyone present dumbfounded. This was completely a battle between pure strength.
"Amazing, worthy of the power of a spiritual weapon." After just one fight, Huya felt the gap between himself and the spirit sword. He slowly withdrew his breath, and the momentum of the spirit sword also weakened.
Hu Ya returned to the direction of the Holy Academy and said, "Teacher, it still doesn't work. It seems that I have no chance with this spiritual weapon."
"Haha, if you don't have a chance, then you don't have a chance. Anyway, there are so many talented people in our Holy Academy. There will always be a chance if you try one by one. By the way, Xinghen Academy, don't you give it a try?" The great uncle looked at Ni Yun.
Ni Yun smiled charmingly, "We from Xinghen Academy are just here to take a look. We will not participate in this round for the time being."
The retreat of Xinghen Academy was expected by everyone. After all, Xinghen Academy has long lost its vigor of the past.
"In this case, let's send people according to the previous order." Everyone discussed and decided.
Suddenly, a majestic atmosphere broke through the sky and came from between heaven and earth.
Everyone's expressions changed.
"This, is this sword intention?"
"What a terrifying sword intent, who is it?"
The crowd followed the direction of the sword's intention.
At the foot of the mountain, one person walked slowly, one step at a time. In his direct gaze, a man with a solemn face but full of shocking sword intent walked to the top of the mountain step by step.
"It's him...
"No wonder, with such terrifying sword intent...
"Jian Liuzhang, the younger generation of the empire, a man who was once hailed as a legend of swordsmanship by Old Man Tianji!"