"I guess Long Yun can kill him within ten breaths from the moment he takes action... Do you want to take a bet with me?"

Su Li's Yuanli condensed sound continued to be heard.

Ten breaths?

Su Li's words made Duan Lingtian realize Su Li's confidence in Long Yun.

He felt that Su Li was not aimless.

After all, Su Li's master and Long Yun's master are brothers. Maybe Su Li knows something important.

For example, what amazing martial arts skills does Long Yun have now?

And that martial skill came from Long Yun's master.

"When you say that, you obviously have full confidence in Long Yun... At this time, if I still bet with you, wouldn't I be taken advantage of?"

Duan Lingtian Yuan Li condensed his voice and cursed with a smile.

When Su Li heard this, he was startled for a moment, then smiled bitterly.

He seemed to be too anxious that Duan Lingtian did not fall into the trap.

After hearing what Su Li said just now, Duan Lingtian became very interested in the battle in front of him and began to watch the battle attentively.

Now, Feng Yunxiang used the martial arts skills he had previously displayed in front of Feng Tianwu, forming a shadow of swords all over the sky, sweeping towards Long Yun with force.

Every blade shadow is filled with fierce killing intent.

On the other hand, Long Yun, facing the shadow of the sword sweeping across the sky, his eyes suddenly narrowed, and when he raised his hand, the spiritual sword that Duan Lingtian had seen once appeared in his hand again.

During the first round of selection, Duan Lingtian once witnessed Long Yun using this spiritual sword to resist the pressure exerted by two old men.

At that time, Duan Lingtian saw that it was a 'third-grade spiritual sword'.

Wow!

As the energy in Long Yun's hand poured into the spiritual knife in his hand, a strange phenomenon suddenly appeared above his head.

The phantoms of ancient horned dragons quickly condensed into shape.

"That's..."

Soon, onlookers discovered something astonishing.

That is, the number of ancient horned dragon phantoms that are rapidly congealing in the void above Long Yun's head is not much different from the ancient horned dragon's phantom in the void above Feng Yunxiang's head.

In the void above Long Yun's head, there are twenty-three ancient horned dragon phantoms, plus more than 8,000 ancient giant elephant phantoms. Compared with Feng Yunxiang, there are only a few thousand ancient giant elephant phantoms less.

"Third-grade spiritual weapon!"

"This young swordsman from the Black Stone Empire also has a third-grade spiritual weapon in his hands?"

…

Suddenly, the entire prison arena was boiling again.

Third grade spiritual weapon!

See the third-grade spiritual weapon again!

The previous third-grade spiritual weapon was owned by ‘Feng Tianwu’ of the Feng family, but this third-grade spiritual weapon was owned by a young swordsman from the Blackstone Empire.

So far, two third-grade spiritual weapons have appeared in the Dynasty Martial Arts Competition.

"Third-grade spiritual weapon!"

After Feng Yunxiang learned that the spiritual sword in Long Yun's hand was a third-grade spiritual weapon, his expression couldn't help but change.

He is a warrior who possesses a 'third-grade spiritual weapon' and is also a young man in his early thirties. He knows exactly what this means.

"Who is he?"

For a moment, he couldn't help but feel afraid, and even his shots stopped for a few minutes.

At this moment, he was deeply afraid of Long Yun's mysterious background.

Buzz! Buzz! Buzz! Buzz! Buzz!

…

Long Yun drew his sword, and swung out one sword after another like lightning. For a moment, the Yuanli sword light, which contained the power of spiritual weapon amplification and the "Ideology of the Sword", swept through the air.

In an instant, rays of condensed Yuanli sword light faced the sky-wide sword shadow that had slowed down due to Feng Yunxiang's distraction.

Originally, no matter how fast Long Yun took action, he was still taking action on the spot, which was equivalent to improvising. After all, he could not condense enough Yuanli sword light to withstand the number of sword shadows in the sky.

Just when most of the people watching thought Long Yun was going to lose.

Buzz! Buzz! Buzz! Buzz! Buzz!

…

The Yuanli sword light that flew out from the spiritual sword in Long Yun's hand flew into the air and split into three parts without exception.

The scattered sword light still faced the sky-filled sword shadow unabated.

For a time, in terms of quantity, there was no difference between the two.

Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!

…

The swords and sword shadows collided, making bursts of dull air explosions. At the same time, waves of rolling air swept away, turning into waves of strong winds blowing in all directions.

For a moment, most of the spectators around the fighting arena had their robes blown up involuntarily, making a loud noise.

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, Long Yun easily defused the sword shadows that filled the sky, perfectly resisting Feng Yunxiang's attack.

The next moment, Long Yun's actions made many people look confused.

Logically speaking, the current Long Yun should have gone all out to pursue the victory, but he did not do so. Instead, he clenched the third-grade spiritual sword in his hand with both hands and placed it horizontally above his head.

Wow!

On Long Yun's body, Yuanli surged, which contained the unparalleled 'Impression of the Sevenfold Sword'.

At this moment, the people present even had the illusion that Long Yun seemed to have merged with the third-grade spiritual sword in his hand, turning into a giant sword.

The reason for this illusion is that the surge of energy in Long Yun's body formed the shape of a giant knife, covering Long Yun's entire body.

"Man and sword unite!"

Suddenly, Long Yun spoke word by word, his voice was low and contained no emotion.

"Man and knife become one?"

Feng Yunxiang had already come to his senses, but when he heard Long Yun's words, he couldn't help but his face changed and he was shocked.

As a sword cultivator, he naturally knows what these four words mean.

The integration of man and sword represents the highest state of sword cultivation.

People and swords do not differentiate between you and me. People are swords and swords are people.

When a person is alive, the sword remains; when a person dies, the sword cuts him off.

Buzz!

The next moment, the giant knife-shaped elemental force that enveloped Long Yun suddenly trembled, pushing Long Yun to fly out, like a giant knife flying out of the air, splitting the airflow in the air into two.

After arriving not far in front of Feng Yunxiang, the giant sword suddenly stood upright, and the next moment it was aimed at Feng Yunxiang, and suddenly roared down, carrying the power of chopping everything apart.

Buzz!

It fell hugely, and above the tip of the knife, a huge sword light roared out.

If you look carefully, you can see that it is the sword light whizzing out from the third-grade spiritual sword held by Long Yun in both hands, which contains his Yuan Power, the artistic conception of the sword and the power of spiritual weapon amplification.

When the giant sword transformed from Yuan Li fell and shrouded Long Yun's body, Long Yun also tilted and fell, and the third-grade spiritual sword in his hand volleyed down towards Feng Yunxiang.

This scene only happened in the blink of an eye, so fast that people couldn't react.

"No!!"

Feng Yunxiang seemed to realize how terrifying Long Yun's sword was. He shouted sharply and moved around, trying to avoid it.

But, can he hide away?

Buzz!

The giant sword that fell down seemed to be firmly locked on Feng Yunxiang. No matter which way he went, it would still strike straight down at him.

Click!

Before Feng Yunxiang could escape far, he was cut into two pieces by the roaring light from the tip of the giant sword.

The leader of the young generation of the Feng family died halfway.

Seeing Feng Yunxiang's body was about to be split into two, showing a bloody scene.

The giant sword turned suddenly.

call!
To be continued...