Sword Venerable Ling Tian

C603 The Trump Card of the White Sword Sect



C603 The Trump Card of the White Sword Sect

"Ugh ?" top earth-organ, on the other hand, is really strong. "    

    

Zhang Kaifeng shook his body, wiped the Blood from the corner of his mouth, and looked at Yuwen Ting, "However, is it only this little bit of strength? far worse than the Barbarian General. "    

    

With that said, the Qi tornado under Zhang Kaifeng's feet trembled, and he rushed towards Yuwen Ting with his double halberd.    

    

"Astral Thunder Halberd, Berserk Slash!"    

    

A loud roar came from the sky, the berserk which had cut down White Robes Sword Sect's useless golden body burst out again, the waves of howls could not be heard, at that moment, everyone only saw a blood wolf pouncing over from the sky.    

    

"Afraid of you! "White Flame Slaying the Sky!"    

    

Similarly, the wolf soul behind Yuwen Ting also fused with the sword, shooting up from the ground, and clashing head-on with Zhang Kaifeng.    

    

In an instant, everyone only saw two wolf soul Shadow s on the plaza crazily biting and tearing, waves after waves of shock wave spread outwards with an unprecedented imposing manner.    

    

The Blood couldn't help but swallow his saliva. This level of slaughter was like two Late Golden Body Stage s in a formation, shaking the entire plaza to the point that even the Array was flashing crazily.    

    

"They're really strong. After these two juniors forged the golden body, their combat power had already increased dramatically. They are definitely comparable to Late Golden Body Stage."    

    

"Of course. I just don't know who will win."    

    

"Soon, look, the frequency of the tremors have slowed down."    

    

As the crowd was discussing, the two wolf souls on the field suddenly collapsed, and a figure was once again sent flying.    

    

"Bam!"    

    

When his body fell onto the ground, it was blood-red, as if he had turned into a man made of blood.    

    

"This... It's Zhang Kaifeng! "    

    

"Sure enough, he is not Yuwen Ting's opponent!"    

    

"There's nothing I can do about it. Zhang Kaifeng has already fought arduously, and with the help of his top earth-organ and sword, being able to persevere for so long is enough proof of his combat power."    

    

Some of the Sect Cultivator s that were standing on the side of the Ziqi Sect couldn't help but sigh.    

    

"Zhang Kaifeng, I admit that you are very good at fighting, but, everything is over."    

    

At this time, the white flames had dispersed, revealing Yuwen Ting who was in the middle of the plaza.    

    

At this moment, the swordsman who was originally dressed in white clothes with ease had turned into a disheveled, ragged appearance. Even the inner armor on his chest was torn apart, revealing several bloody wounds. The Blood s that flowed out dyed his white clothes red.    

    

He looked at Zhang Kaifeng who was lying on his back in the distance and coldly laughed as he walked over.    

    

At the moment, he was still sulking in his heart, he originally wanted to cripple Zhang Kaifeng with one move.    

    

However, he did not expect that although the opponent's Berserker's Slash appeared to be nothing special, it was actually extremely powerful, holding on to his Jadeite Sword for as long as possible, until the end, when the elemental energy was exhausted, he was pushed back.    

    

At the last moment, the armor on Zhang Kaifeng's body blocked the last strike as well. Otherwise, Zhang Kaifeng would have died a long time ago!    

    

"Who said it's over? I, Zhang Kaifeng, will never admit defeat."    

    

In the distance, Zhang Kaifeng was still struggling, holding onto the blood halberd with both of his bloody hands, wanting to stand up, but at this moment, his arms had already been broken apart and were bleeding profusely. His entire person was no different from a blood gourd, he was simply unable to stand up.    

    

"You aren't admitting defeat? "Do you have a chance to admit defeat?"    

    

Yuwen Ting knew that Zhang Kaifeng was already at the end of his tether. He had no strength to continue fighting, so it was even more impossible for him to escape.    

    

"Zhang Kaifeng, it's really a pity that Ling Tian doesn't appear today. Otherwise, he would be able to witness with his own eyes how I killed you! "    

    

"Perhaps Ling Tian, I would be a little afraid, but you, are not worthy to be my, Yuwen Ting's, opponent."    

    

"Die!"    

    

As if he was announcing to the entire Yun State, Yuwen Ting shouted angrily to the sky with his dishevelled hair. With both hands on his sword, he slashed down at Zhang Kaifeng.    

    

The three hundred meter long white Sword Qi carried a scorching white Flame, as if it had cut through the heavens. Wherever it went, the Air would be completely evaporated.    

    

This sword strike was extremely strong, and when it landed on Zhang Kaifeng's body, the latter would most likely die.    

    

Many of the Sect Cultivator s could not help but turn their heads to the side, unwilling to watch any further, after all the challenge had not ended, and they could not interfere even if they wanted to.    

    

However, just as the Sword Qi was about to descend, a lovely shout suddenly sounded out in the Sect's seating area.    

    

"I want to see who dares to hurt him!"    

    

With that, everyone watched as a red Shadow flew out of the plaza at an extremely fast speed. In the next moment, a blood red rose that was made from Zhang Fang appeared in front of Zhang Kaifeng.    

    

"Clang!"    

    

There was the sound of metal exploding, and sparks flew in all directions. The loud sound briefly deafened the ears of everyone present.    

    

However, no one cared about all this, and they all looked towards the center of the plaza at the same time, only to realize that Yuwen Ting's Sword Qi had actually been blocked!    

    

It was only after the Sword Qi had dissipated, did everyone clearly see that the one who blocked Yuwen Ting's sword strike was actually a disciple of the Blossom Valley, Ji Wuyan!    

    

At this moment, Ji Wuyan was standing in front of Zhang Kaifeng. Even though she had suffered from the impact of the Sword Qi and Blood s were flowing out of the corner of her mouth, she didn't show any signs of backing down.    

    

Seeing the Talisman's energy dissipate in front of Ji Wuyan, Yuwen Ting couldn't help but be enraged.    

    

"Ji Wuyan, what do you mean!?"    

    

"Now is a challenge from my White Robes Sword Sect. Could it be that you want to challenge my White Robes Sword Sect?"    

    

Ji Wuyan said in a stern voice, "So what if I challenge him? I won't allow anyone to kill him!"    

    

Her tone was overbearing and firm, even though she knew that what she had done was against the rules.    

    

"Wuyan, get out!"    

    

At this time, Zhang Kaifeng's voice sounded from Ji Wuyan's body.    

    

He was a man, how could he beg for life behind a woman?    

    

"Shut up! I can protect you! " Ji Wuyan replied without turning her head.    

    

"Enough!" The more Yuwen Ting heard, the angrier he got, and he said angrily: "Ji Wuyan, since you came down here, you want to challenge my White Robes Sword Sect!"    

    

"Today, I will kill the two of you!"    

    

Ji Wuyan snorted, "Just come and fight!"    

    

On the plaza, two juniors stood facing each other. On the seats of the Sect, however, there was already a commotion.    

    

"Above Sect, your actions are in violation of Sect Gathering's rules. Sect Master, please take action and punish Ji Wuyan!"    

    

White Robes Sword Sect said as she stood up.    

    

"Hmph, these unruly juniors were obviously infected by Ling Tian. Today, in my Qingtian Sect, if we do not discipline them, won't we be laughed at?"    

    

Yue Qiong also stood up, and was about to attack.    

    

"Yue Qiong, I want to see how you dare to discipline my Blossom Valley disciples!"    

    

Unexpectedly, Mo Xiaoqi did not give Yue Qiong face at all, and got up together with him, as if she was unsatisfied.    

    

"Sect Master Mo, although your Blossom Valley is one of the five great Sect and you are also one of them, why are you acting this way against my White Robes Sword Sect? How can you be so confident in being my White Robes Sword Sect! "    

    

Yin Zheng coldly said from afar. Surprisingly, he actually dared to question the Grand master of Dharma Appearance.    

    

Of course, how could Mo Xiaoqi not be angry?    

    

The latter immediately looked back, his Dharma Idol exploding with pressure, "So what if I use you to pinch your White Robes Sword Sect? "Are you unconvinced?"    

    

Yue Qiong stood at the side and did not say a word, but his eyes met Yin Zheng's.    

    

After which, Yin Zheng raised his chin, and said proudly: "Looks like Valley Lord Mo really wants to use the power of his Dharma Idol to suppress my White Robes Sword Sect."    

    

"However, your Blossom Valley, won't do today!"    

    

As the sound of his voice faded, the sky was suddenly covered by dark clouds. From the distance, lightning bolts interweaved and a terrifying pressure came crashing down, causing everyone to turn pale with fright.    

    

"It's thunder tribulation!" Someone is condensing a Dharma Idol! "    

    


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