Jingtian's sword force almost condensed the monstrous sword shadow into a real form, which made all the disciples outside the Taoist temple shocked and frightened.
The sharp and sharp sword light scattered down from high in the sky, stabbing everyone so hard that it was difficult to even open their eyes.
"Is this the power of the sword?"
A disciple faced the sword wind, endured the pain and opened his eyes, looking up at the tall sword shadow. According to his estimate, the sword shadow was more than ten feet tall!
"We haven't even learned how to combine humans and swords, but Jingtian can already use sword skills? He is really scary."
Looking at the sword shadow, Sun Qi's heart trembled suddenly.
As far as he knows, most of the brothers and sisters in Waishan have not yet understood the power of the sword, but Jingtian has reached such a state at such a young age, which is really scary.
"Senior Brother Su Xing may have cracked a hard nut this time."
He saw from the crack in the door that Su Xing's long hair and robe were swaying in the wind under the baptism of the sword wind, and he stood upright against the huge momentum.
"Sun Qi, what's going on inside? Tell me quickly?"
The girl Feng Ling who had been standing behind Sun Qi felt anxious when she saw the menacing tall sword shadow. She reached out and patted the young man on the back and asked hastily.
"Don't worry, let me take a look, um... I'm afraid senior brother is going to lose." Sun Qi curled his lips and said to the wind chime impatiently.
"What, are you going to lose? How could it happen! Get out of the way!"
Feng Ling was slightly startled when she heard this, as if she didn't believe the other person. She stretched out her hand to pull Sun Qi behind.
"Hey, what are you doing!"
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In the Taoist temple, Du Jia and Han An stood on the side of the open space, looking seriously at the sword movement of Jingtian.
From the shadow of the tall sword, Han An felt solid and strong energy, which was not at all like the power that a Huayuan Realm boy should display.
He turned his gaze and landed on the young man in yellow robe with a proud expression.
"It seems that what the elder said is right. This Jingtian is a true swordsman genius. If this growth can be guaranteed by the end of the year, our Yuyang Taoist Academy will dedicate another talent to the inner sect."
Han An thought and looked at Su Xing opposite Jingtian with a worried look on his face.
Even he had never really faced a sword cultivator who understood the power of the sword.
Han An knew that if this was a real battle, Jingtian would have no chance of winning, but this was a sword test initiated by his junior brother. Both of them had sufficient time to prepare for the attack.
And it seems that Jingtian didn't even think about leaving a backup plan. He wanted to use the power of the sword to defeat the enemy with one move and win with one sword.
Jingtian's monstrous sword intent enveloped the entire world. Standing inside, Han An actually had an illusion in his heart, that is, he was not completely sure that he could withstand this blow after lowering his level.
Bai Du Peak's Five Poison Sword Technique emphasizes using softness to overcome hardness and using cleverness to win. It uses sword poison to reduce the opponent's combat power and then defeats the enemy with one move. It is not good at confronting the enemy head-on.
"Junior brother..."
In Han An's sight, Su Xing faced the tall sword figure, with a very relaxed expression on his face, holding the sword as if nothing had happened, looking completely contented.
"Senior Brother Su Xing, do you still think that this Taoist temple can accommodate me, Jingtian?"
Jingtian raised his long sword high, and behind him was the tall sword shadow formed by the condensed power of the sword. He looked arrogant, raised the corners of his mouth, and asked Su Xing in a cold voice.
However, he did not get a response from Su Xing. Instead, he saw Su Xing glance at him coldly with disdainful eyes.
"you……"
Seeing that the other party didn't take him seriously until now, Jing Tian had to grit his teeth. He had never received such great contempt since he was a child. Even after joining the Wanjian Sect, he was still one of the three great courtyards.
The most dazzling star.
But today, he encountered Su Xing's disdain over and over again, which made Jingtian's anger grow stronger and stronger.
He gripped the hilt of the sword tightly, his starry eyes fixed on Su Xing, wanting to tear him to pieces with his eyes.
"Silver Dragon Sword Power."
Jingtian whispered, and the silver-white sword in his hand fell from the air.
Behind the young man in yellow, the tall sword shadow followed his movements and fell together, and let out a dragon roar in the sky, shaking the entire Taoist temple.
The sword power of the Silver Dragon Sword is called the Silver Dragon Sword Power!
The dragon's roar sounded, and people immediately saw that the sword shadow seemed to turn into a long silver-white dragon, circling and flying in the sky for several times before falling straight towards the inside of the Taoist temple.
A strong sword wind fell from the sky, sweeping away all the dust and fallen leaves in the Taoist temple, forming a huge tornado in front of everyone.
"Junior brother..."
"Su Xing..."
Han An and Du Jia were extremely worried. Looking at Su Xing who was unmoved, they wished they could stop them immediately.
In Han An's heart, he even prayed that Su Xing could release his realm quickly so that this farce could end.
Just when they were on tenterhooks, Su Xing suddenly moved.
Under the watchful eyes of everyone, Su Xing touched a milky white light ball from nowhere in his left hand. The light ball exuded a warm radiance and suddenly flew into the black long sword.
The next scene completely shocked Han An and Du Jia to the ground.
The long sword covered in pitch black suddenly fell off Su Xing's hand and flew into the air, flying quickly towards the silver-white dragon on its own.
A very strange scene suddenly appeared in the sky.
The silver-white dragon roared and flew down from the sky towards the ground, but suddenly stopped in mid-air.
Everyone took a closer look and discovered that there was a long sword burning with red and black flames suspended in front of the silver-white dragon.
The long black sword was wrapped in red and black flames, and it looked like it was dancing in the flames when it was suspended in the air.
"break."
In the courtyard, Su Xing's calm voice sounded.
The long black sword moved with the sound, as fast as a thunderbolt. In an instant, it struck in front of the silver-white dragon, and the sharp sword edge suddenly penetrated the huge dragon head.
"Click."
A crack suddenly appeared on the silver-white dragon's head, where the black sword had penetrated.
Immediately afterwards, this dragon shadow, which was dozens of feet long, was covered with cracks when touched by a long sword that was very small in comparison. In the blink of an eye, it turned into pieces and scattered around the world.
"What...what is this? Why can the spirit sword fly into the sky?!"
Jingtian looked at the scene in front of him and was so shocked that he was stunned and motionless.
"Whoosh."
At this time, there was only a crisp sound, and a red-black light fell from the sky, landing precisely in front of Jingtian, motionless.
Looking at the black sword that was very close to the tip of his nose, and the heat transmitted from the red and black flames to his skin, Jingtian swallowed his saliva and did not dare to move, for fear of accidentally hitting the sword.
On the front.
"Crack."
Under the pressure of Heijian, Jingtian was so frightened that he loosened his grip and threw the Silver Dragon Sword to the ground.
"You lost."
Su Xing's cold and steady voice suddenly echoed in Jingtian's ears. At the same time, he saw the black sword floating in front of him suddenly turned around and flew back in the direction of Su Xing.
"Click."
The spiritual sword returns to its sheath.
"I...I'm not defeated," a feeling of humiliation suddenly came to mind. Jingtian angrily yelled at Su Xing: "It's...you cheated. This is not a method that a warrior in Huayuan Realm can use." .”
"That's right, you must have quietly restored your realm to the Immaculate Realm before you could break my sword power."
"Innocent Realm?" Su Xing narrowed his eyes and looked at the flustered Jingtian, "Do you know what Innocent Realm means? If I really restored my cultivation to the Innocent Realm, I wouldn't even need to go out. The sword can break the power of your sword."
"Look at your appearance now, Jingtian. The sword power you are so proud of is vulnerable to me. But do you still think you have nothing to learn?"
Facing Su Xing's cold question, Jingtian's face clearly showed a trace of panic, and he did not dare to look at him, so he quickly looked away.
"You have been learning swordsmanship since you were a child, and you have just realized the power of the sword after studying for so many years. I have only been practicing swordsmanship for less than two years, and I can easily crush your sword power. Do you still feel that you are superior to others?"
"I..." Jingtian retorted speechlessly.
"What are you doing? Do you think you have reached this point solely by your talent? The elders can't bear to tell you directly, so you might as well let me be the villain."
Su Xing looked coldly at Jingtian opposite him, "The reason why you have reached this point is not because of your own talent, but because of the resources given to you by your family. There are so many great swordsmen who practice swordsmanship with you every day. A monkey can also do what you are doing today."
"you!"
Jingtian raised his head suddenly, his face full of disbelief, as if he didn't expect Su Xing to scold him so harshly.