The first round of collisions was generally evenly matched.
"Gulu!" Linghu Ya swallowed the blood in his throat, propped Wutian Sword on the ground, and a stern look flashed in his eyes.
"Ahhhhhhhh--" Linghu Ya opened his arms, and an extremely terrifying storm arose between heaven and earth. The aura on his body surged, and the surging sword energy rushed out from the Wutian Sword, chaos in the sky,
The air with a radius of thousands of feet was rolled up to form a long dragon of sword energy.
The long dragon of sword energy was more than a hundred feet long, the sword's intent was soaring, and its divine power shone in the world. It brought an extremely violent force and suddenly blasted towards Mo Jian.
Mo Jian held Xuan Ying, drew an arc in the void, and then pierced the arc with a sword. The arc cracked, and thousands of sword shadows were released from it, colliding with the long dragon of sword energy in the void.
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"Ten Thousand Swords Transformed into Shadows!" Mo Jian roared in a low voice.
Boom boom boom boom boom——
The long sword energy dragon was shattered by tens of feet under the destruction of thousands of sword shadows, and then turned into bursts of raging storm sword energy and gradually died in the void. When the sword energy dragon still had a few feet left, Mo Jian
Suddenly he raised his hand and slashed out with his sword. The terrifying sword light instantly penetrated the remaining broken dragon and slammed towards Linghu Ya.
Linghu Ya's face was gloomy, Wutian Sword suddenly spun around, and a series of sword shadows merged to form a shield of sword shadows in front of him, but this shield of sword shadows could not withstand the Xuan Ying sword light in a few breaths.
After being repulsed and collapsed, several rays of sword power were released from the sword light and swept across Linghuya's arm. The shock immediately caused Linghuya to fly back and his left arm was also torn with several bloody marks.
Mo Jian's face was indifferent, and the Xuanying Sword flew out like a dragon, drawing a beautiful arc in the air. This arc quickly opened up in the air, like a line between the sea and the sky. After half a breath, the still bright sky suddenly turned dark.
, that line also suddenly opened like an eye at this moment, and a majestic sword power fell.
Linghu Ya's expression suddenly changed, and his body felt as if he was being pressed by a mountain. He raised his head with difficulty, his eyes slightly focused, and the space around him seemed to fall into an abyss and purgatory, flickering in and out, as if he had been redeemed in the abyss.
, but fell into darkness again in an instant.
"This...this is...Eternal Night Sword Domain!"
There was a tremor in Linghu Ya's voice. He quickly held his breath and calmed down his mind. As a sword cultivator, he knew what would happen to a sword cultivator if he lost his state of mind.
Looking at the dimming light in the phantom stele, Cang Xudao nodded with satisfaction: "The practice of Desert Sword's Eternal Night Sword Domain has become more and more mature. Now it only takes half a breath to fully open it. Not bad."
Being shrouded in the Eternal Night Sword Domain, Linghu Ya tried his best to restrain his inner restlessness. Once the Eternal Night Sword Domain is opened, the opponent will fall into endless darkness and lose their light. While in the Sword Domain, there will be endless dangers around him.
Endless sword intent and sword power swept across.
In a sense, the Eternal Night Sword Domain is similar to the Sky-Zealing Sword Intent, but it is a level higher than the Sky-Zealing Sword Intent. It can be said that the Eternal Night Sword Domain contains the Sky-Zealing Sword Intent.
call out!
A ray of sword energy passed silently from behind and penetrated Linghuya's arm without any hindrance. Linghuya gritted his teeth and kept swinging the Wutian Sword in his hand, trying to annihilate all the approaching sword energy.
But in the darkness, the sword energy is silent, the sword power has no edge, the sword light is colorless, and the entire area within a hundred feet has become a world of swords. How can he be so easily resisted?
Not long after, Linghu Ya's body was covered with scars. If his master hadn't taught him how to practice swordsmanship and also paid attention to tempering his body, his body would have been poked with dozens of holes.
"What's wrong, I must rush out of this sword field as soon as possible, otherwise, I will be eaten alive here." Linghuya's face was painful, and the excellent swordsmanship practiced in the Wugui Sword School flashed in his mind, and he remembered that his master once
I told him about the sword realm, sword intention and sword formation in this world, as well as what he himself learned.
The chaotic memories were tried to be sorted out, but the sword power around them became even more powerful. During the time of recalling, even though Linghu Ya was distracted to resist, he was still penetrated by two sword energy through his thighs.
Linghu Ya's body was dripping with blood and suffered no less than ten wounds, but his legs were still upright and not bent at all.
"Master... I will not let you down. Even if the final outcome is defeat, I will not... accept my fate!"
A bit of golden light flashed in Linghu Ya's eyes. He raised his left arm to the sky, and held the Wutian Sword in his right hand to draw an arc on the ground. In an instant, a golden beam of light shot up from the ground to the sky, covering a three-foot radius with golden light.
A glimmer of hope breaks through the dark abyss.
"Ten thousand swords are gone!"
Linghuya's hand holding the sword quickly rotated, waving a perfect set of sword moves around his body. The golden light shone on the blade of the sword, and the trajectory of the sword moves outlined complex golden patterns in the air, and the golden space was shrouded in darkness.
Among them, a short golden sword floated, densely packed, giving people a strong sense of oppression.
"Give it to me...break it!"
Linghu Ya lowered his sword, and the golden seal and the golden sword flew out in all directions.
The darkness burst, the skylight reappeared, and a golden storm exploded from the darkness, instantly breaking away from the gathering darkness.
Mo Jian's expression was solemn. He had underestimated Linghu Ya. Although the Eternal Night Sword Domain did not use his full strength, it still had seven percent of his power, but it was broken open by Linghu Ya like this. He held up Xuan Ying.
The sword, the energy all over the sky was condensed, and a sword shadow of a hundred feet was released and struck down.
After breaking through the Yongye Sword Domain, Linghu Ya looked around for Mo Jian's figure on the Taoist Forum. Suddenly, he raised his eyes as if attracted by something and saw a sword shadow of a hundred feet volleying down in the air.
At the critical moment, Linghu Ya had no time to avoid it and directly raised Wutian Sword and blasted out a sword light. But how could the sword light blasted out in a hurry be compared to the power of the sword shadow? The sword light was instantly blocked by the sword shadow.
Cut it off, and then landed heavily on the Wutian Sword.
Linghu Ya was forced to kneel on one knee by the force of the sword. He gritted his teeth and the other side of the sword blade had already fallen on his shoulder. The blade tore through his clothes and seeped into his flesh and blood.
"Oh, it's over. Linghu Ya is already very strong, but it's still a little worse than Mo Jian. It's good to be able to persist to this point." The old man who has not returned to the sword sect sighed, Linghu Ya acted as
The strongest disciple of the Wugui Sword Sect of this generation has already made them very satisfied. Challenging the Cangtian Sword Pavilion also showed everyone the qualifications of the Wugui Sword Sect. Losing is also God's will.
However, now that the matter has come to this, Linghu Ya still seems to show no sign of admitting defeat.
Mo Jian's eyes were cold, and Xuan Ying Sword dropped half an inch again, weighing down Wu Tian Sword by half an inch.
Hiss!
Wutian Sword tore flesh and blood, and Linghu Ya's shoulder was already dripping with blood. He suddenly raised his head, like a bloodthirsty wolf, staring at Mo Jian with his blood-sobbing eyes.
"Uh-huh, ah-ah--" Suddenly there was a bloody scream, and Linghu Ya held up the sword shadow as if he was pressing to the limit, and swung it hard. The sword shadow swept several feet and exploded beside Linghu Ya.
, rolled up sword energy and rushed toward Linghu Ya.
Linghu Ya did not wave his sword to resist, but condensed a body-protecting energy, allowing the sword energy to penetrate, leaving thousands of holes in his body.
"Brother Linghu!" Yan Ting stood up suddenly. He didn't understand why Linghu Ya still persisted when it was already a losing situation. In his current state, it was completely impossible to defeat Mo Jian, unless
Mo Jian admits defeat.
Behind Linghu Ya, the phantom of the Feixing Jiuyuan Sword Yuanhun appeared. His right arm was covered in bloodstains and he could hardly hold the sword, but he had to swing this blow no matter what.
The Wutian Sword started its hand and waved slowly in the virtual space. At the same time, the essence soul of the Flying Star Jiuyuan Sword behind him also rushed into the Wutian Sword. The raging vitality of heaven and earth disrupted the world, and a wisp of breeze blew by, but it seemed
A sharp arrow pierced the sky, and an invisible sword energy passed by Mo Jian's side, directly cutting off a section of his sleeve.
His eyes were heavy and he watched Linghuya step by step with cold eyes.
Linghu Ya raised the Wutian Sword, and a sword power broke through the sky, like the power of heaven coming to the world. A huge golden sword pierced the clouds, revealing the sword tip. The golden sword tip was shaped like the Flying Star Jiuyuan Sword, and there was
The shadow of Wutian Sword is among them, a sword with one weapon and one soul hanging upside down in the sky.
"What...what is this?"
"Linghu Ya also seemed to have used this move during the group battle with Qu Qingyang, but the power and connotation of this move now is even better than that time."
Every time Linghu Ya took a step, the giant sword in the sky dropped a little. Under the gathering of majestic vitality, the giant sword gradually solidified and turned into a real golden sword.
Linghu Ya couldn't take another step. After enduring thousands of sword energies, he no longer had the strength to move. He wanted to use this move, and Jiu couldn't be distracted to do other things, so he faced Mo Jian's sword.
The sword energy of Shadow Collapse only condenses the body's vitality for defense.
After the body-protecting vitality collapsed, the sword energy penetrated his body countless times, leaving him on the verge of death. But he ignored all of this.
Because, if he wants to strike this sword, he must strike this sword.
"Mo Jian, this is... my... Wugui Sword Sect's... swordsmanship... and it is also my Wugui Sword Sect's... last glory left in this... empire's path..."
Blood gushed out of Linghu Ya's mouth and splashed all over his white clothes. He did not wipe it off, but let it flow. Dozens of wounds all over his body tore and burst out under the outpouring of vitality. Blood gushed out like a spring, and his whole body was stained with blood.
Mo Jian's brows furrowed. Linghu Ya's move has been condensed and will strike at any time. No matter what sword power he uses, it will probably be difficult to resist.
Even though Linghu Ya's cultivation was weaker than his, this sword was enough to close the gap in cultivation.
He formed a seal with one hand and used the Xuanying Sword as the base to construct a sword energy barrier, layer by layer of protection.
"fall!"
Once the golden sword was completed, how could Linghu Ya give Mo Jian another chance? His hands fell, and the huge golden sword fell from the sky with majestic power and struck down on Mo Jian's body.
The hundred-foot golden sword was so majestic. The sword energy barrier of Desert Sword was shattered layer by layer, and a sword power passed through the body.
Mo Jian's pupils froze, and he took dozens of steps back. He looked at his right chest in disbelief. There was a blood hole two inches in diameter, with bones visible deep inside. His face was gloomy, but his pupils suddenly dilated, and there was a wave of blood.
The violent sword energy rushed into his body, disrupting his internal organs. With a finger, he blocked his eight extraordinary meridians, and his vitality completely annihilated the sword energy.
"Humph!" Mo Jian snorted, and blood bleeded from the corner of his mouth. This scene made Cang Xudao's face darken.
Linghu Ya grinned, his white teeth were bloodshot, and his lips were covered with blood. He finally did not embarrass the Wugui Sword Sect.
"The fight is over...I can...finally...can...rest..." Linghu Ya's eyes slowly closed, and his body fell straight down.
Yan Ting frowned, but at this moment, an old man from the Wugui Sword Sect rushed to the forum and sealed Linghuya's meridians to prevent him from further trauma, so he stopped trying to help.
idea.
"Linghu Ya is unconscious and eliminated, Mo Jian wins!" Chu Ying announced loudly.
(It’s great that the supporting characters can have such scenes, but writing swords is really tiring, so it’s more comfortable to fight with fists!)
