C500 Sword Intent
C500 Sword Intent
Most of the inner disciples who dared to come to the Ancient Battlefield to train were strong, and even if they were not at the late stage of Spirit Accumulation Stage, they were at least in the middle stages of cultivation.
All eyes fell on Chen Yu with deep malice.
Wu Zhaoyuan was already standing at the corner of the yard with his eyes filled with killing intent.
"Is he Chen Yu?" Your cultivation is so low? "
"Are all the young disciples of this year's Large Competition so weak? for such a low level disciple to actually obtain the first place in the Large Competition? "
"According to the information that I received, Chen Yu has a lot of cards up his sleeves, but even so, it is still unbelievable!"
"Senior brother Zhao, you have personally witnessed the sect's competition. On what basis did this Polar Extreme Peak Chen Yu obtain first place?"
"…"
As Chen Yu walked out, the sound of discussions could be heard. There was no end to it and there was no intention to avoid the topic.
As Wen Congann listened to these discussions, he felt very surprised. In his opinion, Senior Brother Chen was simply a demon. He never thought that there would be so many people questioning Senior Brother Chen's strength.
Chen Yu ignored the voices and retracted his gaze. His gaze fell on Wu Zhaoyuan's face.
Chen Yu still had to be careful with his strength at the seventh level of Spirit Accumulation Stage, even though he had already consecutively defeated warriors at the seventh level of Spirit Accumulation Stage.
"Polar Extreme Peak Chen Yu, do you still remember Su Fei, who was killed by you in the City Battle Trial back then?" Staring at Chen Yu, the killing intent in Wu Zhaoyuan's eyes started to boil as he questioned Chen Yu.
"I've never heard of this name!" Chen Yu said indifferently: "Many people died to my sword in the City Battle Trial, how could I remember your name? If you want to fight, just do it, cut the crap! "
"Kill!" Wu Zhaoyuan was so angry that the veins on his forehead were popping. The wood elemental aura around his body surged and suddenly his aura skyrocketed. He opened his arms and slowly moved forward.
The boundless Supreme Qi slowly moved like an enormous wave that was about to swallow everything.
At the same time, a shadow appeared on Wu Zhaoyuan's back. It was a tree. That tree was not big, and its leaves were as long as swords. It contained a special meaning.
As soon as the tree shadow appeared, it flew into the surging tide of wood elemental spiritual energy, shaking endlessly. With a flash of spiritual light, the sword-like leaves all fell off, fusing together with the spiritual energy.
In a split-second, the boundless spiritual energy separated and gathered into the leaves, transforming into countless gigantic swords.
Wu Zhaoyuan frowned. He shook his hand that was pushed forward and felt a heavy weight on his hand.
The shadow of the tree was flashing with millions of runes.
Tens of thousands of sword-shaped Spiritual Dipper that had merged with the leaves on the tree began dancing in the air. Each piece contained a sharp sword intent and sword aura, whistling towards Chen Yu.
Every one of the air swords seemed to be alive, as if they were connected to Wu Zhaoyuan's soul.
At this moment, Wen Congann's expression changed not far behind Chen Yu!
Zeng Qichang and Chu Lianyun's expressions also changed, deeply shocked.
Even Wang Daoquan revealed a trace of shock. He was actually also from the Ruling Spirit Sect inner sect, but because his cultivation progress was slow and he felt that it was hopeless, he decided to listen to the chore house's dispatch and become an elder of a branch sect. Although the branch sects were nominally a part of the Ruling Spirit Sect, in reality, the elders sent out were all disciples who did not have much potential.
He did his best to befriend disciples from the Spirit Controlling Sect not just to curry favor with them, he also wanted to return to the sect in the Ruling Spirit Sect. All these years, he had also never given up on cultivating in the martial way, but at this moment, he realized that the difference between him and the sect's elite disciples was actually getting bigger and bigger!
"Too strong!" Wang Daoquan muttered.
The faces of Wang Daoquan's group of sub-school disciples also changed. They were shocked by the power of Wu Zhaoyuan.
Chen Yu's eyes narrowed as a hint of surprise flashed across them.
Wu Zhaoyuan's Spiritual Soul and the Polar Extreme Peak were quite similar, but whether it was in terms of cultivation level or combat strength, Wu Zhaoyuan was far from what Lin Ji could compare to.
In fact, Chen Yu reckoned that Wu Zhaoyuan's special method of activating the Spiritual Soul would not even be possible for people to reach the inner sect of Ruling Spirit Sect. Even Wu Tie himself felt like he had broadened his horizons.
The Tree Spirit was a Spirit Body, so Wu Zhaoyuan's activation might harm its Spirit Attribute, but this kind of damage could be healed. And after the Spirit Leaf and Spiritual Dipper were combined, not to mention that the power would be many times stronger than normal Spirit Qi, it would also possess an indestructible Profound Dark Stage attribute!
Wu Zhaoyuan's deep hatred towards Chen Yu from the very beginning showed that he had a lot of battle experience. This was the principle of using all of his strength to fight against a lion and a rabbit.
In this kind of situation, Chen Yu was unable to conserve his strength. Facing a practitioner of the seventh level of Spirit Accumulation Stage, even if Wu Zhaoyuan used his full strength, he would still be seeking death!
The black sword shadow rose high into the air, ten feet high against the wind. A sword cut horizontally through the air, bringing with it a formless and mystical sword intent.
At the same time, Chen Yu threw out a punch.
With a sound of Dragon Roaring Sound, a water spirit attributed Astral Dragon Breaking Fist came out. It let out a roar and flew towards the incoming Infinity Swordqi in anger.
As soon as the Astral Energy dragon appeared, Chen Yu retracted his arm and threw another punch.
With another sound of "Dragon Roaring Sound", an earth spirit attributed dragon made of astral energy angrily rose into the air, as if it had come from the ancient wastelands.
Before the sword qi that filled the sky came close, Chen Yu did not stop. He punched a third time and a wood attribute Astral Energy dragon flew out again.
Next was the fourth fist, and the fourth Astral Dragon was formed from fire attribute spiritual energy.
Four consecutive sounds of Dragon Roaring Sound and four consecutive punches. This was also because Chen Yu had already mastered Howling Dragon Fist to its very core, and the four fists were instantly thrown out without any delay.
The black Broken Sword flew across the sky, slashing the Sword Qi that filled the sky into two. The Sword Qi that was hit by the blade immediately shattered, and the leaf like illusion in the middle also shattered, the sword intent was like a candle in the wind, the moment the sword was struck, it extinguished as well.
However, there were simply too many leaf-like sword Qis, hundreds and thousands of them. The sword only managed to shatter a tenth of them, but at this time, the black Broken Sword and the floating sword Qi were all shattered. Wherever they went, they were sliced and shattered.
After all, these leaf-shaped sword Qis were condensed from Wu Zhaoyuan's Spiritual Soul s. Compared to the black Broken Sword s, they were still unable to compete.
Even if the black Broken Sword was incomplete, it could not be compared. If the leaf-shaped sword qi was not that much, the black Broken Sword would have been able to shatter it in a single move.
The dense leaf-shaped sword qi still whistled over. At this moment, the first Astral Dragon shot out by Chen Yu had already whizzed over, engulfing a large amount of leaf-shaped sword Qi within. The Astral Dragon was sliced apart by the sword qi, shattering at a certain moment.
Similarly, at the same time that the first astral dragon was destroyed by the leaf-shaped sword qi, it was also destroyed by the dragon qi. This blade that contained the spiritual qi of the water Spiritual Dipper came from the Illusory Spirit Secret Realm, it was pure and refined, although the density was not enough, but in terms of quality, it was not inferior to the leaf-shaped sword qi.
Immediately after, the second, third, and fourth astral energy dragons collided with the leaf shaped sword qi that filled the sky, and all the leaves shaped sword qi produced by Chen Yu's Howling Dragon Fist shattered and exploded one after another. The leaf shaped sword qi also cleared a part of the sky, and only four to five leaves shaped sword qi were flying towards Chen Yu.
The black Broken Sword returned to defend, cutting off the last leaf shaped sword qi one by one.
However, just at this moment, Chen Yu felt a sense of danger in his heart. He looked up and saw a ray of sword light expanding in his eyes and piercing toward them.
Before the sword light had arrived, an invisible sharp ripple came slashing over. Not only was its speed extremely fast, it was also hard to be seen with the naked eye.
However, Chen Yu felt very familiar with this fluctuation.
"Will of the sword congealed, interfering with reality? "No, it's just close!" With a thought, Chen Yu quickly retreated, but the materialized sword intent came too fast and the real sword aura followed closely behind, unstoppable.
After the sword light, Wu Zhaoyuan looked indifferent and his face was slightly pale.
He first used the Spiritual Soul to fuse with his sword qi and then used his full power to slash out a sword intent. It could be said that Wu Zhaoyuan was using his full power as he wanted to slash Chen Yu under his sword.
Right now, it was too late to pull out the sword again. Even with the mystery of the Wind Transformation Movement, Chen Yu was still not fast enough to catch up with the sword.
In the corner of the courtyard, a man dressed in a grey robe, who had a body as straight as a mountain and an aura as deep as the ocean, had a trace of amazement in his eyes as he said: "Wu Zhaoyuan's two years of training in the ancient battlefield were not wasted, the sword intent is close to becoming solid, his fighting strength is not inferior to the Ninth Layer of the Spirit Accumulation Stage warriors in the sect who are waiting to die!"
The Qi of the person beside the man was equally powerful. With a calm face and a profound gaze, he replied, "With just this sword intent, Wu Zhaoyuan can join us!"
At the same time, on the roof of a small house a kilometer away, a woman's eyes flashed with a strange light, as she muttered to herself: "Small Blue Peak, Wu Zhaoyuan, can be considered a good helper!
In another direction, in the training room of a quiet little courtyard, a lanky man with an ancient face suddenly opened his eyes and spat out two words: "Sword Intent!" As he spoke, he restrained the vast and mighty ocean like Supreme Qi fluctuations, and his eyes were as deep as the sea. He stood up and pushed open the door of the training room to walk out.
In addition, there were also a few other courtyards that had people walking out of them.
The real sword intent soared high into the air, sharp to the point that Chen Yu felt his heart palpitate. A chill appeared on his body, as if his body had been split in half by the sword intent.
This was the first time Chen Yu experienced such a method of manifesting sword intent, but he found it so horrifying and difficult to resist.
Zeng Qichang and Wang Daoquan, who were not far from Chen Yu, also felt the same way. They subconsciously retreated, pulling away from Chen Yu to avoid being affected.
Chen Yu's expression was as calm as an ancient well, but at this moment, the blood in his veins surged like a tidal wave, filling the sky. It was as if his blood was on fire.
At this moment, the blood flame in Chen Yu's body surged.
Chen Yu's skin was abnormally blood-red. At the same time, his aura also surged and his body had an overbearing demonic aura.
Then, Chen Yu, who had no other choice, punched.