Chapter 480: No Longer Forbearance, Absolutely Crushing
"Hiss! How can Ling Tian's swordsmanship be so profound?" Kong Yezi frowned.
"It's not that exaggerated. It's just that Yu Wenting's swordsmanship pays too much attention to form, but is flashy and full of loopholes!" Dan Hui Su Yueru also said, "But it is undeniable that the two of them are far apart in swordsmanship!"
Sure enough, as soon as she finished speaking, the unformed snow lotus on the stage withered...
"Huhu..."
On the ring, Yu Wenting's martial spirit power had dissipated. He was holding the Snow Stepping Sword and breathing heavily.
A layer of dense sweat actually appeared on his forehead.
At this time, his brows were frowning tightly.
"Why..."
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There was no one in front of him, and he spoke as if talking to himself.
"Impossible, my step on the snow will never fail..."
Although he was extremely reluctant to believe it, the facts were right in front of Yu Wenting.
"The sword is for killing, not for seeing. What you understand is not the intention of the sword, but the intention of the wind and snow! The intention of the sword is unfollowable, but the traces of the wind and snow are too easy to catch..."
At this time, Ling Tian's calm voice sounded again from behind Yu Wenting.
"No, I will not lose. I, Yu Wenting, and I, the White Sword Sect, will never lose to you again!"
Yu Wenting suddenly shouted loudly, his snow-stepping sword turned into a cold light, turned around and stabbed Ling Tian behind him.
At such a close distance, the sword intent of Yu Wenting's sword has not dissipated. It is like a blizzard, the sword whistles, and the speed reaches the extreme.
With this sword move, Yu Wenting completely gave up on his sword moves and everything else, and concentrated all his will on the Snow-Taking Sword.
This sword is a desperate sword that gives up all defenses!
"Zheng!"
However, before everyone could scream in surprise, they heard the sound of a sword.
After the wind and snow cleared, Ling Tian stood on the ring, his left hand behind his back, while his right hand put two fingers together to tightly clamp the blade of the Snow Sword.
No matter how hard Yu Wenting struggled, he couldn't break free!
The tip of the Snow-Taking Sword was still one foot away from Ling Tian's eyes.
Broken again...
Moreover, Ling Tian only used two fingers.
"If you are stubborn, that's all you can do!"
Ling Tian snorted coldly, clenched his left hand into a fist, and punched out with a lunge, hitting Yu Wenting's chest.
"ah!"
With a scream, Yu Wenting, who was still arrogant just now, was punched off the ring by Ling Tian like a sandbag.
Even from the beginning to the end, Yuwen Ting's sword did not threaten Ling Tian's body.
Although Ling Tian did not use any weapons or offensive martial arts, his sword understanding and body skills completely suppressed Yu Wenting.
It's like a samurai facing a child who has just learned to walk and hold a sword.
Yuwenting cried and fell to the ground, and it took a long time for the surrounding warriors to react.
But this time, there were no loud noises. Instead, they were all whispers or eyes flickering, not knowing what they were thinking.
But the same thing is that there is more awe in their eyes when they look at Ling Tian.
"Yuwen!"
Yue Qingcang was the only one left in the team. He helped Yuwenting up, but said: "Yuwen, your pretentiousness is too useless. It would be too embarrassing to lose like this!"
"You...I...poof!"
Originally, Yu Wenting's injuries were not serious, but when he saw Yue Qingcang's hypocritical expression, he couldn't help but spurt out another mouthful of blood, and was so angry at his scumbag teammate that he passed out.
"Oh, I'm just saying, this Ling Tian should still be handed over to me, Yue Qingcang!"
Yue Qingcang put Yu Wenting's body down and shook his head.
"Then come up!"
Unexpectedly, Ling Tian on the stage looked directly at Yue Qingcang, seemingly more anxious about Yu Qingtian Sect's challenge.
"You...are you so anxious to be deposed? Then I will help you!"
Yue Qingcang's face darkened and he stepped onto the ring directly.
"Everyone, I think today's challenge ends here! I just want the warriors in Yunzhou to understand the consequences of insulting our Qingtian Sect!"
Yue Qingcang first shouted to everyone in the audience, as if announcing the victory of this challenge. Then, Yue Qingcang looked at Ling Tian again.
"Ling Tian, I am different from those two people. I don't want to compete with you. I just want to use my absolute strength to crush you!"
Yue Qingcang took off the long sword from his back, raised it and pointed it at Ling Tian, "Facing me, it's time for you to draw your sword!"
"You don't deserve it either!"
"I'll fuck you, uncle!"
Everyone in the audience: "..."
Yue Qingcang was about to be killed by Ling Tian before the fight started. He immediately released all his aura, and all the pressure of the half-step golden body's vitality dispersed, sweeping across the entire arena.
Compared to Ding Chen and Yu Wenting, Yue Qingcang, who was born in the first sect, is much higher than the former two in terms of cultivation.
This time, he just wanted to rely on his absolute cultivation and powerful sword skills to directly defeat Ling Tian.
When he thought about it, Ling Tian's cultivation level was not high, and his body skills were really powerful, so he was not sure about the Tao.
"roar!"
Yue Qingcang was not satisfied yet, his shoulders shook, and a seven-foot-long golden-clawed thunder wolf looked up to the sky and roared. The power of the martial soul was integrated into its limbs and bones, causing Yue Qingcang's sea of qi to boil in an instant.
As soon as he stepped onto the stage, Yue Qingcang was in full swing, and his extremely powerful vitality was like a roaring wave on a high mountain, pushing towards Ling Tian.
The overflowing pressure of vitality even disturbed the formation of the arena, causing ripples.
Seeing this, all the warriors in the audience had stern expressions on their faces, thinking that Yue Qingcang was usually arrogant and domineering, but he did have the capital to be arrogant. Even an ordinary golden body could not compare to such strong and solid vitality.
"Ling Tian, this sword is called Cang Lei. It was created by Cang Lei Sword Technique and ranks among the best spiritual swords. Today, I will use this sword to defeat you. Life or death is up to you!"
At this moment, Yue Qingcang held up the Cang Lei Sword, his aura reaching its peak, Kuang Ba looked at Ling Tian proudly, standing in mid-air, like a king looking down.
"Blue Thunder Sword!"
In the audience, Zhang Kaifeng gritted his teeth. In the last martial arts competition, his Gang Lei Halberd was defeated by the Cang Lei Sword Technique. Now, Yue Qing Cang has become even more powerful.
Compared to Gu Han, he is far more tyrannical.
"Haha, Yue Qingcang wants to bully others, but I think he is going to be bullied..." Ji Wuyan shrugged, not feeling nervous at all.
On the arena, Ling Tian's dragon-patterned battle suit was blown wildly, and his Fei Yan cloak and his black hair were flying wantonly.
"Haha, just you, you still want to suppress me?"
The next moment, Ling Tian slowly raised his head, not afraid of the violent flow of vitality coming towards him, and looked directly at Yue Qingcang with his eyes.
Suddenly, his silent sea of qi slowly shook, and a nine-color platform gradually emerged from the surface of the sea of qi. During the rotation, the sea of qi surged with vitality.
Like a sleeping tiger opening its eyes!
Ling Tian's body was like a war machine turned on, and extremely powerful and majestic vitality spread from Ling Tian's body in an instant!
This time, he no longer chooses to hide!
He wants to tell everyone that he, Ling Tian, can also use his vitality to crush his opponents!