Chapter 1441: Slaying the Sky and Drawing the Sword
Duanmu Sui Feng was dressed in white clothes and his long hair was flying in the wind. He was tall and straight, with a heroic appearance, and his sword eyebrows were flying, as if he was piercing through the clouds. He looked unruly. His eyes were like stars, shining with golden light, as if
Nothing can escape his eyes. Such a heroic figure, coupled with his status, has attracted countless beauties to fall in love with him.
The strangest thing is that Duanmu Suifeng holds a sword with a scabbard in his arms. The sword is very long, nearly five feet, which is much longer than an ordinary flying sword. The scabbard is simple and has strange runes engraved on it.
, as if there is a strange power permeating the air. Although the long sword has not come out of the body, there is a faint sword intent permeating it, and the killing is shocking.
Seeing Duanmu Suifeng behaving like this, Zi Ling suddenly remembered a certain legend, and he said the words 'The Heaven-Destroying Sword Drawing Technique'.
"The Heaven-Destroying Sword Technique?!" Xing Ao, who was not far away, was slightly startled. He looked at Ziling: "Uncle Ziling, what does this sword technique have to do with the Heaven-Destroying Sword Technique?"
"The Heaven-Destroying Sword Drawing Technique is the full title of this set of sword techniques, and the Heaven-Zipping Sword Drawing Technique is only a part of the Heaven-Zipping Sword Drawing Technique." Ziling's expression became a little more solemn, and he looked towards the ring: "It is said that this set of sword techniques is the most powerful.
The most difficult thing to practice is drawing a sword, which is even more difficult to practice than the Heaven-Destroying Sword Technique. Because the sword-drawing requires the monks not to possess the natal elixir in their lifetime, they can only hold the long sword in their arms and use the power of their own sword techniques to refine the long sword and hold it in their arms.
It is said that the long sword can improve the fit with the sword, and in the end the monk's body will be like a sword, with infinite power."
"You can't treat the sword as a life elixir. I'm afraid many people will abandon this set of sword techniques." Huangfu Xiaotian pondered, and he looked at Wenjian: "Perhaps it is for this reason that Mo Wen and Wen Dao only practice slashing.
Heavenly Sword Jue."
"No, it is said that the Heaven-Destroying Sword Drawing Technique is much more powerful than the Heaven-Destroying Sword Drawing Technique. Even just the sword intention of drawing the sword can convince countless people." Ziling shook his head, paused slightly, and said: "I think
Mo Wen and others didn't get all the sword techniques before, and they probably only recently found the part of the sword drawing technique, otherwise they would definitely be able to practice it, even if they couldn't use the sword as a life elixir."
"The sword intention of drawing the sword..." Ling Tian pondered, and after a long time he murmured: "Maybe this is a method of soul attack, because Duanmu Suifeng is an innate golden spirit body, and there is no doubt that he will practice this sword technique.
He will get twice the result with half the effort, and he will be Long Er's great enemy in the future."
"Master, I will not lose to him." Nangong Yunlong's eyes were shining with fierce fighting spirit.
"Fortunately, Long'er has many advantages. Even if he faces Duanmu Suifeng, he will not be at a disadvantage." Old Man Ling nodded.
On the fighting platform, Duanmu Suifeng's whole body was filled with golden light. He glanced at Murong Qiudi, and then at Nangong Yunlong. A ray of light flashed in his eyes, and he was also full of fighting spirit.
"Hey, this kid is really arrogant. He actually openly provoked Murong Qiudi and Yunlong." Huangfu Qiye said coldly, and then he said: "Yunlong kid, come on stage and beat him up. I support you."
"Fuck you, what a bad idea you came up with, just wait and see." Zi Tianfei was angry, and then she looked at Nangong Yunlong: "Long'er, don't listen to him, you don't understand Duanmu Suifeng now, and you will undoubtedly suffer a loss if you step on stage rashly.
, after all, he already knows a lot about you."
"Aunt Tianfei, don't worry, I won't act out of emotion." Nangong Yunlong shook his head, and then looked at the stage: "Duanmu Suifeng was telling us that the only people in the crowd who were worthy of being his opponents were the two of us.
, he does not necessarily need to take action now, and he is not sure of victory, so he will not take action rashly."
Sure enough, as Nangong Yunlong said, Duanmu Suifeng looked at Murong Qiudi and him, nodded, and then did not introduce himself, as if he was preparing to perform.
Nangong Yunlong and Murong Qiudi couldn't take their eyes away, both wanting to see what was so strange about Duanmu Suifeng.
The long sword that was still in his arms was now held by Duanmu Suifeng in his left hand. He bowed slightly and slowly stretched his right hand towards the hilt of the sword. With his movements, the momentum of his whole body suddenly changed, and the surroundings
The void seemed to be stagnant, and a fierce sword intent filled the air, making everyone under the battle platform feel suffocated.
"clank!"……
A sword cry sounded, like the dragon's roar from the nine heavens, shocking the soul.
Everyone looked towards the battle platform and saw that the void within tens of feet with Duanmu Suifeng as the center was trembling violently. If they looked closely, they could see dozens of condensed sword intents shooting out vertically and horizontally, killing and shocking the sky.
Looking carefully at Duanmu Suifeng, one could see that the long sword in his left hand was only a few inches out of its sheath, and the sword light was shooting out in all directions, as if the sword was about to cut open the entire world.
His right hand moved slowly, and another sword sound sounded, but the long sword did not come out of the sheath, but returned to the scabbard, and the indestructible sword intention gradually disappeared. Duanmu Suifeng stood up straight again, he
Holding the sword in his arms, he glanced at Murong Qiudi and Nangong Yunlong again and then went straight back to his seat.
"Is it over like this?!" Ling Yue was stunned, and then she looked around: "It doesn't seem to be anything strange. The sword is not even unsheathed."
"This man is so strong!" Nangong Yunlong murmured, he began to think deeply, and nodded after a long time: "The moment he drew the sword, the whole world seemed to be enveloped in the sword's intention. This is a kind of artistic conception that is impossible to guard against. Only the mind is strong and strong.
Only those who are extremely familiar with the power of the domain can resist it."
"Uncle Nangong, why don't I feel strange?" Ling Yue was curious.
"You little girl, if your grandfather hadn't protected you, I'm afraid you would have been sluggish for a long time." Old Man Ling shook his head and looked around: "Look around, there are still many people who are sluggish.
Many of them have higher cultivation levels than Duanmu Suifeng. There is enough time for a lot of things to happen between masters."
Hearing this, Ling Yue and Wei Yi looked around and found that there were indeed many people with dull expressions. It took a moment for them to recover. These people were sighing and sweating profusely.
After a long time, thunderous applause erupted from the audience, which was even more enthusiastic than when Ling Yue performed on stage before.
"The Heaven-Destroying Sword Drawing Technique is really good." Ling Tian nodded, and then mused: "But our Lingxiao Pavilion is proficient in the "Nirvana Soul Song" and "Phantom Sound Technique", plus the power of the domain to protect the body, we specially guard against Yunlong.
There is a 70% to 80% chance that it will not be affected by the previous sword intent. Overall, the two of them will win in a 50-50 match."
"Uncle Master has a 50% chance of winning. It seems that Duanmu Suifeng is really strong." Ling Yue sighed with emotion.
"That's right, but this is still the current situation." Old Man Ling nodded, with a deep smile in his eyes: "After Long'er cultivates the golden elixir in Dantian, his combat power will be stronger, and then he will have a better chance of winning.
It’s also bigger, and Long’er has learned many more unique skills, which is also a big advantage.”
Hearing this, everyone nodded. The advantage of having multiple golden elixirs was a gap that Duanmu Suifeng could not make up for.
"By the way, Master, what are Murong Qiudi's chances of winning against Duanmu Suifeng?" Wanyan Yufeng was very curious.
"Currently Duanmu Suifeng's chance of winning against Murong Qiudi is over 70%, but it may be slightly lower in the future. After all, Murong Qiudi can also condense two golden elixirs." Ling Tian pondered for a moment and then looked at Wanyan Yufeng.
: "If you work hard, Feng'er, your fighting power cannot be underestimated. Even if it is not as good as your brother, it won't be much worse."
"So in the future I may be able to defeat Duanmu Suifeng." Wanyan Yufeng's eyes lit up and she was quite excited: "It seems that I have to work hard. If I can defeat Duanmu Suifeng, I will definitely defeat Murong Qiudi. I can
I don’t want to lose to her!”
Wanyan Yufeng had always been hostile to Murong Qiudi because of the fight for the mask a few days ago. The two secretly competed, and she did not want to lose to her.
Ling Tian also understood the thoughts of these little girls, so he smiled slightly and didn't say anything.
After Duanmu Suifeng took the stage to perform, other people's performances were even more eclipsed, barely arousing everyone's interest. However, Nangong Yunlong still paid attention to every demonstration, and from what he said, it was clear that he was still thinking.
How to defeat these people's tactics.
Ling Tian was very pleased with this, but when he saw some people in Thunder Pavilion whispering and looking at him from time to time, he sneered in his heart: "It seems that some people can't keep calm. I'm afraid that the younger generation will finish their demonstration next."
Someone will come to test me."
"Tian'er, all the sects will finish their demonstrations soon. Next is the stage challenge. I guess many people will challenge you." Zi Ling said, with a deep smile in his eyes: "I know you want to
What are you trying to cover up? With your intelligence, you must have thought of a countermeasure."
"Uncle, don't worry, we won't let these people succeed." Ling Tian chuckled, and then glanced at the void as if nothing had happened: "I am the master of Lingxiao Pavilion, and not just anyone can challenge me."
"Haha, you kid is indeed very cunning." Zi Ling laughed loudly, and then looked expectantly: "I really want to see how those people are defeated. This time, those little guys from the Xuanling Bee clan who followed you are cultivators.
Because the lowest ones are in the late stage of transcending tribulation, they have a great chance of winning against monks in the upper stage of ascension."
With Ziling's cultivation level comparable to that of an immortal, he was able to spot Xuan Ci and others hiding in the dark. Moreover, he also knew that these people had many demon pills and their frontal combat power dared to challenge the cultivators of the Great Perfection of Tribulation.
Not to mention these people are the best at assassination.
"These people want to cause trouble for me, so don't blame me for being ruthless." Ling Tian's eyes flashed with evil spirits, but when he saw Zi Ling frown slightly, he continued: "Uncle, don't worry, I'm here
He won’t kill anyone. After all, today is the succession ceremony of Brother Tiandu, and these people are all guests of Dayan Palace."
"I feel relieved because of your words." Zi Ling frowned, then turned to look at Old Man Ling: "Brother Ling, come on, have a drink. I can finally take some time to have a few drinks with you. I have decided.
After this time, I will go to Lingxiao Pavilion to live for a while, where is the life I long for."
Chapter completed!