C215 Sword tomb kill (1/2)
Clank, clank, clank.
A sword keening sound resounded through the air. It was as if the entire arena had sunk into a world of sword energy.
And the ruler of this small world, was none other than Leng Jiang.
As Leng Jiang stood on the stage, he was like a sharp, peerless Divine Sword, emitting a strong sword intent from his body, which was not any weaker than the Dugu Jian at all. It even gave off a feeling that he was even stronger than Dugu Jian.
However, Dugu Jian, who was standing at the side of another stage, only glanced at him for a moment before withdrawing his gaze.
It was obvious that the sword intent from Leng Jiang's body was not strong enough to make him feel pressured.
A few sharp-eyed Martial Cultivator s immediately understood Dugu Jian's power.
However, most of the Martial Cultivator s were still focused on the stage, looking at Leng Jiang without blinking.
Zhan Tianming stared intently.
He could clearly feel that his body was surrounded by a transparent, sharp sword qi. The sword qi was constantly flying back and forth in the void, producing the eerie sound of sword qi tearing through the air.
The might of the sword seemed to have already appeared throughout the world.
On the other side, Leng Jiang's hair was already dancing in the wind.
That sinister gaze was filled with a sharp and domineering intent. It was bloodthirsty and merciless, and cold like ice.
Slowly, he raised the flexible sword in his hand and pointed it straight at Zhan Tianming.
The amount of sword qi in his body increased tremendously.
Clank, clank, clank.
The sword chimes grew even louder, and the translucent sword auras in the air grew even more violent.
”All those with the surname Zhan, who dared to humiliate me, Leng Jiang, have already died.”
”You are no exception!”
Leng Jiang's words were like ice, filled with chilliness.
Suddenly, the flexible sword in his hand shook.
Clang!
Sword light suddenly flourished.
”Myriad Swords Chaos!”
Swish
Swish
Following the domineering and awe-inspiring sword intent that rippled out from Leng Jiang's body, countless transparent sword Qis seemed to have all gone mad, as they rapidly shuttled back and forth in that space, as if that place was a completely different world of sword Qis.
Zhan Tianming frowned.
Nine Dragons Sword Technique!
Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!
He crazily brandished the long sword in his hand, chopping at the translucent sword Qis that were flying towards him. However, there were simply too many of them.
Pfft, pfft, pfft, pfft …
Pfft, pfft, pfft, pfft …
Streams of Sword Qi passed through Zhan Tianming's body, scattering clouds of blood all over.
Zhan Tianming clenched his teeth.
”Just a little more!”
”Again!”
The sword in his hand danced even faster as he continuously slashed at the translucent sword beams that were shooting in from all directions.
As for the Nine Dragons Sword Technique, its proficiency was already extremely close to the first level of Nine Major Successes.
Even his martial dao level had gradually approached that of a Seven Star Martial Master when the Little Purple led a horde of beasts to attack the Jiuyuan County army.
Closer and closer …
Closer and closer …
However, the amount of blood on Zhan Tianming's body was also getting lower and lower.
”Haha …”
”Battle fellow, you must die today!”
”Haha …”
Looking at Zhan Tianming's miserable state, Leng Jiang couldn't help but laugh out loud. He had already noticed that the aura on Zhan Tianming's body was weakening, and even the speed of his sword movements were slowing down. In less than ten breaths, he would definitely be able to see Zhan Tianming fall.