C849 The Clash of Swords and Swords
C849 The Clash of Swords and Swords
He saw a 300 meter long solid Blood Light sweeping forward.
In a short five seconds, the Blood Light turned into dozens of saber lights that spread out in all directions, turning into countless saber lights.
Under Wang Chuan's blade, there was no way to escape, there was no way to escape!
One blade to lock the path, this kind of strength made the surrounding people shocked!
The moment the long blade was slashed out.
Sou!
Wang Chuan's figure flashed and disappeared from where he stood.
At the same time, his words came from all directions.
"I will kill you today!"
Wang Chuan's attack turned the sky and earth upside down. A suffocating aura burst out from his body, and numerous sharp blade lights were unleashed. The surrounding air felt like it was going to explode from the long blade.
Such a monstrous blade that blotted out the sun stunned everyone present.
"So strong!"
"This is the true combat strength of the geniuses of Asura Hall. It's too strong!"
"Looks like he has advanced to the Half Step Martial King!" Another man exclaimed.
As soon as these words were spoken, the crowd fell into silence once again.
At this moment, Wang Chuan had only used his first move, but he had already unleashed a suffocating aura.
Compared to before, he was even more terrifying now. This slash also gave people the feeling of returning to his original self.
After three days of not seeing each other, Wang Chuan had given people a different kind of aura, as if he had become stronger and more terrifying.
However, the experts of Asura Hall who knew what had happened during these three days just smiled coldly. If it was Wang Chuan from three days ago, they would still be worried. But today, they were relieved because the latter had already comprehended an inherited martial skill from Glorious Sun Martial King. A martial skill that amazed them.
"Is this the source of your inflated ego?"
Staring at Wang Chuan who was swinging his sword at him, Ao Lingchen's feet flashed and he instantly retreated, pulling away the distance between him and Wang Chuan to avoid such a powerful attack.
His words were ordinary, but in his heart, he wasn't as calm as he appeared on the surface. Instead, he took it seriously.
"Arrogant and ignorant!"
Wang Chuan let out a cold snort. His eyes were as cold as ice, and his Qi kept rising. He didn't say anything else.
At the same time, the long blade in his hand started burning with a blood-red flame.
This was the Asura Blood Flame that Wang Chuan had cultivated for many years. Combined with the ruthless butcher's knife, it was the capital for him to dominate the Desolate Domain.
At this moment, he wanted to use the Asura Blood Flame and the ruthless butcher's knife to execute the legendary knife technique Glorious Sun Martial King had used to behead the person in front of him.
This was just a small trick?
Ao Lingchen shook his head in disdain. His right hand shook slightly and a slender one appeared. A long sword with a dark and cold light appeared in his hand. This was the Divine Weapon that Qing Chen had given him before he came here. Although it wasn't a top grade Divine Weapon, it was still a mid-grade Earth Grade sword. It was enough to fight against most divine weapons.
"Hmph!"
Wang Chuan's eyes turned cold when he saw this. The blade in his hand was absolutely horizontal in front of him, and it suddenly swept out horizontally!
"Kill!"
"Hu!"
An enormous blood flame blade energy that was nearly thirty meters long swept out from Wang Chuan's blade. His blood flame seemed to have solidified, allowing people to clearly see the flames burning on the blade!
The Asura blood flame was able to corrode one's body, transform one's bones, and burn one's soul. This strike was Wang Chuan's full confidence.
Such a powerful strike instantly cut across 50 meters of the void. It carried a vast and mighty Qi as it slashed towards Ao Lingchen. Before the strike even arrived, a cold chill covered the sky and covered the earth.
This caused the expressions of many people in the surroundings to change. Just this cold qi alone was enough to severely injure a Peak of Martial Sect Stage.
Wang Chuan's strength was truly terrifying.
This wasn't the first time Wang Chuan had attacked, but the strength he displayed at this moment was suffocating.
According to the opinions of those Sect Elders, the power of this slash was enough to threaten them, and it was more than enough to be called a Half Step Martial King attack.
However, when faced with this ferocious attack, Ao Lingchen didn't panic at all. He only raised his right hand and swung it forward!
Swoosh!
The dull long sword trembled violently. A powerful Yuan Qi instantly poured into the sword. An invisible energy swept out from Ao Lingchen's palm, and turned into a bright and cold light. Terrifying lightning snakes coiled around the sword light.
Profound Heavenly Three Styles, Omnidirectional Annihilation!
In the face of Wang Chuan's attack, Ao Lingchen didn't plan to rely on the divine weapon of the Nine-floored Tower to suppress others. He also wanted to see how far his true strength could go after getting rid of the Nine-floored Tower.
Bang! A muffled sound was heard.
Wang Chuan's blood flame blade light and Ao Lingchen's lightning sword light collided in an instant.
When the two weapons clashed, an ear-splitting sound of Golden Metal could be heard. It was accompanied by a series of dull explosions, as if the mountain was moving. Furthermore, at the center of the collision, a violent ripple spread out. The surrounding violent winds blew, causing the people near the fighting stage to almost be unable to open their eyes.
However, those with discerning eyes could see that at this moment, the blade glow had the upper hand. That lightning sword light had been ignited by the blood flame, showing signs of being incinerated.
"Haha, it's better to take out that strange little pagoda of yours. Otherwise, you won't be my opponent at all."
Wang Chuan sneered disdainfully when he saw that his blade light had suppressed Ao Lingchen's sword light.
He had to admit that Ao Lingchen was very strong, but in Wang Chuan's eyes, he was only strong because of that mysterious divine weapon. Putting aside this divine weapon, he would at most be slightly stronger than an ordinary Peak of Martial Sect Stage. It was Dao Z!
However, his laughter had just faded.
Suddenly, the scene in front of him made his eyes freeze.
In his senses, the lightning that was about to be incinerated by his blade radiance and blood flames actually resisted. Just as it was about to dissipate, the lightning erupted explosively, shooting out a large amount of sword radiance that shot towards his body instead.
Swoosh!
The sword light seemed to transform into a rain of swords, attacking him like a rain of swords.
The rain of swords seemed slow, but in fact, it was extremely fast. It only took a moment for it to appear in front of Wang Chuan.
"Sword rain!"
Wang Chuan's facial expression changed, and he was incomparably shocked in his heart.
Ao Lingchen's means of attack had shocked him, and his means of counterattack were even more varied.
"What a bluff. I would like to see what's the use of this scattered attack."
Wang Chuan's face darkened, and he stared at Ao Lingchen who was standing behind the sword rain. He said fiercely, "Ao Lingchen, you are just a grass root that suddenly appeared. You want to defeat me with these three axes? Should I say that you are naive, or should I say that you are young and ignorant?"
"Oh, is that so?" Ao Lingchen calmly replied with a few words.
"Ha!"
When he saw the countless sword rain coming towards him, his long blade suddenly slashed out, shattering the sword into pieces without any hindrance.
This made Wang Chuan laugh out loud, "You really are a paper tiger. You want to hurt me with this little bit of strength? Ha! "
However, just as he thought about it, under his eyes and under the gazes of everyone around him, his laughter rang out.
Under the rain of swords, a dim sword light quietly shot out.
This sword light was very inconspicuous, it lightly landed on Wang Chuan's arm.
At this moment, Wang Chuan felt his arm. His eyes froze, and his laughter stopped abruptly.
Swoosh!
His figure retreated rapidly. He turned his head and saw a very thin and deep wound. Drops of blood slowly flowed out from his arm.
A secret path, a secret path, and a secret path?
Wang Chuan raised his head stiffly and looked at the rain of swords that rained down from the sky!
"No!"
"I don't believe it!"
Wang Chuan roared.
Under the gazes of the crowd, his entire body was buried by the rain of swords.
Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh!
This scene caused the expressions of many people in the surroundings to change.