Chapter 1014 1014 I don't deserve to know my supernatural powers
Chapter 1014 1014 Don’t deserve to know my magical powers
Du Tong's sword was exactly the same as the one that killed Yu Longhu just now.
But more powerful than before.
The sword light turned into seven, and in the eyes of everyone, it became seven Dutong.
The swords in the hands of the seven Du Tong once again turned into seven. In an instant, a total of forty-nine terrifying sword energies that could crush an iron mountain gathered from all directions to one point.
The one who is right on this point is Sun Ning.
An extremely condensed terrifying power has been fully formed. The power it brings makes the vast holy war platform filled with a very depressing and heavy atmosphere.
A sophisticated formation had been set up around the Jihad Arena to prevent the energy leaking from the battle circle from being missed and injuring the spectators in the stands.
Under the protection of such a perfect formation, many people in the stands still felt the murderous intent released from the sharp sword energy. The pressure increased sharply, their hearts beat with fear, and their faces turned pale.
Du Tong, who has advanced to the third Xuanmen, coupled with the Taoist weapon in his hand, is already incredibly powerful.
He has exerted the power of this sword to its extreme, and is already on par with the warriors of the Fourth Xuanmen.
"That kid is dead."
"Du Tong is too powerful!"
"Absolutely no one below Xuanmen can withstand this sword, not even Jianyingyu, which is known as the best golden elixir in thousands of years."
At the moment when Du Tong's sword was fully unleashed, there were thousands of people in the huge jihad platform, and almost no one had any hope for Sun Ning.
Whether it was the Chimu Palace Master who had a secret plan or the experienced elders and experts in the Holy War Palace, they all believed that Sun Ning had no chance of winning.
Even Feng Piaoxue, her pretty face was slightly pale, and the knuckles of her slender fingers were white from excessive tension, but she didn't even know it.
Not to mention that the little Lolita was in trouble, there were already traces of tears on her face.
Yang Ku also frowned. If he hadn't been extremely observant and could clearly feel the composure of Sun Ningtai as the mountain collapsed in front of him without changing his expression, he would have been even more worried.
Only Song Qingmei clenched her teeth and said bitterly: "What are you afraid of? Good people don't live long, and disasters last for thousands of years. That's why this stinky gangster didn't die so early."
And just when the sword style was about to completely crush him with explosive power, Sun Ning, who had been silent all this time, finally moved.
I saw him taking his time and stamping his right foot neither lightly nor heavily. In an instant, an invisible force, with him as the center, formed an absolute circle and swarmed out in all directions.
Yang Ku, who was experienced or discerning, discovered rather unbelievably that after he lightly stepped on it, the energy on the jihad platform suddenly changed.
Just now, with Du Tong as the absolute leader, domineering, ferocious, and terrifying enough to destroy everything, there was suddenly a strange aura.
It's like a spring breeze suddenly blowing across the ice and snow.
It's like a cold wave suddenly hits when the sun is scorching hot.
Du Tong's one-sided advantage was instantly eroded.
"What a miraculous move, even I am ashamed of myself. Only those who have mastered the battle circle to an extremely advanced level can have such a skill. This person is so young, could it be that he has mastered the power of the 'field'?"
Palace Master Chimu was thinking incredulously, his eyes could no longer move even half a step away from the battle circle. In order to prevent Sun Ning from dying in Du Tong's hands, he had already planned to take action secretly, but now he immediately gave up the idea and observed first.
Sun Ning looked calm and said calmly: "So what about the third Xuanmen, it's just a show of fists and embroidered legs!"
The vast majority of the audience naturally failed to understand the decline that he had reversed silently. They thought that at this point, this kid would still utter arrogant words. He was really hopeless and deserved to die...
But this idea of many people still lingers in their minds. If they don't move, the angry boy will be like a thunderbolt. His body is like a cannon, soaring into the sky. In less than a thousandth of an instant,
In a very short moment, Biao shot into the air, thirty-six meters high.
When everyone looked at him again, they seemed like a young swordsman, standing above the mortal world, looking down on the common people in this world.
Sun Ning flicked his fingers.
A finger force that didn't seem very powerful, accompanied by a faint white light, shot into the forty-nine vertical and horizontal sword auras that were still layered and indistinguishable.
"boom!"
Accompanied by a loud noise, the terrifying sword energy radiated around like sunlight.
The forty-nine sword energy suddenly stopped.
The pale-faced Du Tong still had the Taoist sword in his hand. His handsome face was already gray, he was stumbling and lost his mind, and his eyes were full of unbelievable fear.
At the same time, the crowd in the stands were horrified to see the extremely sharp sword energy shooting towards their direction, and they suddenly became panicked and commotion.
Bang bang bang...
But the moment the sword energy reached the edge of the Holy War Platform, a solid glass cover-like protection appeared from scratch. The sword energy collided fiercely with it and made a continuous sound, but was completely blocked.
Sun Ning slowly landed from a height of thirty-six meters, his clothes fluttering like a fairy. Thousands of people in the stands were stunned, and he landed about ten feet away in front of Du Tong.
Du Tong leaned his sword on the ground, as if he could no longer support the weight of his body, and said with difficulty: "Tell me, what kind of magical power did you just... point at?"
Sun Ning said coldly: "Since you don't deserve to know my name, you don't deserve to know my magical powers."
"You...you you..."
Du Tong's whole body was shocked. When he heard this sentence, he seemed to be hurt by a strong force again. His eyes widened, he stammered three or two words, and then he shot a bloody arrow from his mouth and fell down.
On the ground, he breathed his last and died.
In the eighth battle, Sun Ning wins and Du Tong dies!
[Ding! You killed Du Tong and gained 100,000 experience and 10,000 vitality!]
[Ding! You showed off your power on the Holy War Arena and killed Du Tong, which increased the completion of task 21 in the arena (currently 177/180)]
Sun Ning took Du Tong's Taoist artifact and storage ring and threw them into the Mustard Seed World as before. Qingtong, a little money-lover, hurriedly went to count them.
"Du Tong...is actually dead?"
"His cultivation level has skyrocketed to the third level of Xuanmen, and he still had a Taoist weapon in his hand, but he died in this man's hands..."
"It's so scary, so unbelievable! How can this person be so powerful?"
"Is this person's cultivation really still below that of Xuanmen? I absolutely do not believe that there is someone below Xuanmen who can be so powerful. It is very necessary for the Holy War Platform to investigate his true cultivation."
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"It's over, it's over! This young man is so handsome, I'm in love with him."
A very beautiful female nun shouted with shining eyes.
"You're such a pervert, I think you want to have sex with someone else."
The best friend next to her glared and said bluntly.
"No, I am serious this time. I really fall in love with him. Of course, if he can let me do that, that would be the best..."
…
The stands completely exploded.
All kinds of heated discussions, shock, admiration, envy, jealousy, love, doubt... sounded like a frenzy.
After this battle, even though Sun Ning was carrying a terrible wealth, no one dared to challenge him on stage.
No matter how much money you have, you have to have a life to get it!
At the same time, a middle-aged man with a body as tall as a mountain, two meters tall, disheveled hair, a long scar on his face, and a very gloomy atmosphere walked into the small hall where Akagi and others were.