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Chapter 326 'Netherworld Sword Art'

Wu Yongqian, an inner disciple of the Seven Star Sword Sect and a ninth-level Yuandan realm warrior.

With all your strength, you can unleash the power of one hundred and twenty ancient giant elephants!

Now, with the help of the sixth-grade spiritual sword ‘Qiu Shui’.

In the void above Wu Yongqian's head, the shadows of one hundred and sixty-four ancient giant elephants condensed into shape...

Qiushui, the sixth-grade spiritual sword, increased the power of forty-four ancient giant elephants for Wu Yongqian!

"A sixth-grade spiritual sword with an increase of '37%'?"

A hint of disdain appeared at the corner of Duan Lingtian's mouth, and the seventh-grade spiritual sword in his hand suddenly shook, and he pulled out a sword flower, which was bright and eye-catching.

at the same time.

Buzz!

On top of the seventh-grade spiritual sword, Yuanli beats, blooms, and is extremely gorgeous.

In an instant, one hundred and ten ancient giant elephants appeared above Duan Lingtian's head.

Suddenly, with the rhythm of the energy on the seventh-grade spiritual sword in his hand, the number of ancient giant elephants increased to one hundred and forty...

The power of one hundred and forty ancient giant elephants!

"Eighth level of Yuan Dan realm?"

The power that Duan Lingtian now displayed made Wu Dao, who was standing in the distance, freeze his eyes, and a look of horror appeared on his face.

He could see that Duan Lingtian was at the eighth level of the Yuan Dan Realm and relied on the seventh-grade spiritual sword to display such a powerful force...

In his early twenties, eighth level of Yuan Dan realm?

"One Xuanyuan Fruit allows him to directly break through from the sixth level of the Yuan Dan Realm to the 'eighth level of the Yuan Dan Realm'?"

Wu Dao was inexplicably shocked, and he couldn't believe that the scene in front of him was real.

However, it all happened before his eyes, and he had to believe it.

Only then did he realize.

He still underestimated Duan Lingtian.

Now, his heart sank slightly.

Although his adopted son 'Wu Yongqian' had a sixth-grade spiritual sword in his hand, he did not expect that Duan Lingtian would break through to the 'eighth level of Yuan Dan Realm'...

He also heard about the outer martial arts competition a few days ago.

Duan Lingtian, relying on the power of more than twenty ancient giant elephants that weakened Shi Hao, killed Shi Hao!

Now, the power displayed by his adopted son 'Wu Yongqian' is only 'the power of twenty-four ancient giant elephants' more than Duan Lingtian.

Taking a deep breath, Wu Dao calmed down and stared at Duan Lingtian with a pair of sharp eyes. He was excited and said, "I want to see if you can defeat the weak like you did in the outer martial arts competition a few days ago.

Stronger than my useless adopted son!"

Useless adopted son!

This is Wu Dao’s inner evaluation of ‘Wu Yongqian’.

Back then, the reason why he accepted Wu Yongqian as his adopted son and brought Wu Yongqian back to the Seven Star Sword Sect was because he saw the talent Wu Yongqian showed when he was young.

Unexpectedly, a few years later, Wu Yongqian's talent gradually became mediocre, disappointing him to the extreme. The Ultimate Martial God

This time, after hearing about Duan Lingtian's deeds, he originally thought that he could accept a direct disciple who would dominate the Qinglin Empire stage in the future...

Who would have thought that Duan Lingtian would decisively reject him!

Lu Qiu stood in the distance and was not surprised when he saw the power Duan Lingtian displayed.

Today, before arriving at the main peak, Tianshu Peak, on the rope bridge, he had already seen Duan Lingtian's strength and knew that Duan Lingtian was now an eighth-level Yuan Dan realm warrior.

"Eighth level of Yuan Dan realm?"

Wu Yongqian stared at Duan Lingtian, a pair of sharp eyes filled with chills, and his voice was hoarse and low, "Duan Lingtian, today, I will defeat you with my adoptive father's sixth-grade spiritual sword 'Qiu Shui'... I want you to know,

The gap between the inner disciples and the outer disciples is insurmountable by you!"

Although it is now known that Duan Lingtian is an eighth-level Yuan Dan realm warrior, Wu Yongqian is not afraid at all.

In his opinion, the rumors about the outer martial arts competition a few days ago were probably exaggerated by a group of outer disciples of the Seven Star Sword Sect.

He didn't believe that Duan Lingtian had such means.

He suspected that Duan Lingtian was actually a seventh-level Yuan Dan realm warrior at that time, but he just deliberately hid his cultivation in front of others.

Later, in the battle with Shi Hao, at the most critical moment, he showed the power of a seventh-level warrior in the Yuan Dan realm, and only then could he kill the careless Shi Hao...

Now, seeing Duan Lingtian showing his cultivation at the eighth level of the Yuan Dan Realm, he was even more convinced of his past guesses.

Xuanyuan fruit.

It is impossible for a warrior at the sixth level of the Yuan Dan Realm to directly break through to the 'eighth level of the Yuan Dan Realm'!

If Duan Lingtian knew what Wu Yongqian was thinking now, he wouldn't be surprised.

A single Mysterious Yuan Fruit cannot really allow him to break through to the 'eighth level of Yuan Dan Realm', and he is not at the eighth level of Yuan Dan Realm either.

He is just a seventh-level Yuan Dan realm warrior!

Because of the special skill he practiced, "Nine Dragons War Master Technique", it allowed him to have power that was not weaker than the "Eighth Level Yuan Dan Realm" when he was at the seventh level of the Yuan Dan Realm.

"Am I unable to bridge the gap between inner disciples and outer disciples?"

Hearing Wu Yongqian's provocative words, Duan Lingtian smiled faintly, his eyes narrowed into a thin line, "I don't know about other inner disciples... but you, Wu Yongqian, I really don't take it to heart!"

He has always respected others a foot high and I respect others a foot high.

This Wu Yongqian had a murderous intention towards him before. Although he ignored it, it didn't mean that he didn't care.

Inner disciple?

So what!

I'll fuck you until you're lying down and can't get up. The Supreme Soldier King

A cold light flashed across Duan Lingtian's eyes.

"court death!"

Duan Lingtian's words reached Wu Yongqian's ears, causing Wu Yongqian to completely go berserk, his body swept out, and his whole body seemed to have turned into a gust of wind, sweeping towards Duan Lingtian.

"Ghost Sword Technique!"

As Wu Yongqian's figure moved, his hoarse and deep voice was mixed with a chilling tone.

The sixth-grade spiritual sword 'Qiu Shui' in his hand suddenly disappeared without a trace, reappeared, and within a moment, disappeared again...

At this time, Wu Yongqian had arrived not far from Duan Lingtian.

Ghost Sword Technique?

With his strong mental power and the lifelong martial arts experience of Emperor Samsara, Duan Lingtian saw through the mystery of Wu Yongqian's sword skills with just one glance.

This set of sword skills is all about surprise.

This is very similar to his "The Art of Drawing the Sword".

However, the speed is not as good as "The Art of Drawing the Sword".

"Netherworld Sword Art" pays attention to the combination of speed and slowness...

When it is fast, it is like lightning and wind, which is difficult to catch with the naked eye.

When slow, it is like a breeze blowing through the clouds, confusing the opponent's sight.

call!

Duan Lingtian only felt a gust of wind blowing against his face, but it was Wu Yongqian who rushed in front of him. The elusive "Netherworld Sword Art" followed him like a shadow. The moment he appeared, he disappeared without a trace.

Of course, although Duan Lingtian's naked eyes could not capture the location of Wu Yongqian's sword, his mental power could clearly sense it.

"die!"

Suddenly, Wu Yongqian shouted loudly, his eyes were red, and he tried his best.

Duan Lingtian could clearly sense with his mental power that the sixth-grade spiritual sword 'Qiu Shui' in Wu Yongqian's hand was now grazing towards his abdomen, intending to seriously injure him.

"Wu Yongqian wanted to kill me, but Wu Dao didn't say anything. He didn't dare to kill me after all."

Just at this moment, Duan Lingtian had such an idea in his mind.

The next moment, Duan Lingtian's eyes turned slightly cold.

Draw the sword!

Duan Lingtian's hand holding the sword shook, and the seventh-grade spiritual sword moved.

call out!

The sword came out like lightning and disappeared before Wu Yongqian's eyes.

Although, the power Duan Lingtian is currently exerting is inferior to the power of Wu Yongqian's twenty-four ancient giant elephants...

However, the characteristic of "The Art of Drawing the Sword" is 'fast'.

In the world of martial arts, only speed is unbreakable.

"So fast!"

In the distance, Wu Dao and Lu Qiu watched the confrontation between Duan Lingtian and Wu Yongqian intently. They were also shocked by the speed of Duan Lingtian's sword.

The seventh-grade spiritual sword was swept out at a speed no less than the sixth-grade spiritual sword ‘Qiu Shui’ in Wu Yongqian’s hand. It was fifty years after the Qing Dynasty and the Ming Dynasty.

Duan Lingtian's naked eyes couldn't catch the sword in Wu Yongqian's hand, but that didn't mean they couldn't catch it.

Now, with their powerful cultivation, they could clearly capture the 'trajectories' of the spiritual swords in Duan Lingtian and Wu Yongqian's hands with their naked eyes...

The seventh-grade spiritual sword in Duan Lingtian's hand caught up with the latecomer and caught up with the speed of the sixth-grade spiritual sword in Wu Yongqian's hand.

Clang!

There was a sound of iron banging.

But it was the seventh-grade spiritual sword in Duan Lingtian's hand that stopped the sixth-grade spiritual sword in Wu Yongqian's hand at the critical moment.

This scene made Wu Dao's eyes freeze.

He knew in his heart that victory or defeat depended on this confrontation.

Duan Lingtian and Wu Yongqian, whoever can suppress the other in a head-to-head encounter will win in one fell swoop.

"The speed of your sword skills is pretty good, but it's a pity that your strength is far inferior to mine!"

There was a hint of sneer in Wu Yongqian's hoarse voice. On top of the sixth-grade spiritual sword 'Autumn Water' in his hand, his Yuanli suddenly surged...

The power of one hundred and sixty-four ancient giant elephants was unleashed without reservation!

He wanted to knock the seventh-grade spiritual sword out of Duan Lingtian's hand in one fell swoop and seriously injure Duan Lingtian.

"Yeah?"

After hearing Wu Yongqian's words, Duan Lingtian's handsome face with sharp eyebrows and starry eyes burst into a bright smile, and his smile was mixed with strong self-confidence.

This scene made Wu Dao stunned.

Where does this Duan Lingtian come from so much confidence?

Lu Qiu, who was standing aside, was also watching the scene in front of him intently.

The last time Duan Lingtian took action to kill Shi Hao, he was not present, which was a pity...

Today, he wanted to see how Duan Lingtian used the weak to defeat the strong.

He has confidence in Duan Lingtian.

Feeling the violent power that instantly surged from the sixth-grade spiritual sword 'Autumn Water' in Wu Yongqian's hand, Duan Lingtian's eyes condensed, and a cold light passed by.

Trembling!

Almost the moment he felt the surge in power on the sixth-grade spiritual sword, Duan Lingtian took action and used the powerful means given to him by the python transformation of the "Nine Dragons War Master Technique".

In an instant, the elemental energy on the seventh-grade spiritual sword in Duan Lingtian's hand began to tremble unnoticeably...

The frequency of trembling is getting faster and faster!

Clang!

The two spiritual swords that had just been separated collided together again.

Just when Wu Dao thought that the seventh-grade spiritual sword in Duan Lingtian's hand was going to be knocked away by the sixth-grade spiritual sword in Wu Yongqian's hand.

"snort!"

A muffled groan came suddenly.

Wu Yongqian's face was ashen, and the hand holding the sword seemed to be trembling. He gritted his teeth and resisted.

Soon, his tiger's mouth opened and blood spurted out!


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