C58 Fight Wu Liang
Bet? It was a bet to see who would be the first to eliminate Haixu Party and the Ancient Dragon Party.
Haixu Party and the Ancient Dragon Party were two big sects in the inner sect. There were countless experts and swordsmen among them. There were even rumors that they were related to the core disciples and some elders. Facing these two parties, even some elders did not dare to go against them, just like Huang Guicann.
But now, these two powerful parties had become the targets of the two swordsmen's bets, and they ended up destroying the two parties. How could this not be crazy?
Hiss!
Sure enough, when they heard Jian Ao and Huang Guicann's crazy words, everyone sucked in a breath of cold air, including Huang Guicann's expert.
Huang Guicann, who was already feeling helpless because of the competition between the two parties, couldn't help but reveal a bitter smile when he heard them. These two young men really didn't know the difference between life and death. They dared to say anything. Perhaps they were the ones who said that newborn calves weren't afraid of tigers. At the same time, he felt that things were getting troublesome. Those two youths were in danger.
"Brat, what did you say!?" The one who couldn't hold himself back the most was the senior disciple from the Ancient Dragon Party. He suddenly stood up, pointed at Jian Ao and the other man, and shouted out loudly. "If you have the guts, say it again!"
Turning around and staring at the man from the Ancient Dragon Party, Jian Ao's eyes revealed a trace of ridicule, as if he was looking at a fool, "Are you deaf?! Didn't you hear what I said?! That's right. You're deaf. I'm not a living Lei Feng. You won't be able to hear me no matter how much I say. "
"Ah!"
How long had it been since he dared to say that to himself? Ever since he became an inner disciple, he had received the respect of countless people wherever he went. But now, he had been insulted by a sixteen year old youth. How could he bear it!?
The man from the Ancient Dragon Party let out a long roar. The roar was deafening, and waves of sound waves swept towards Jian Ao and Jian Ao, "Kid, you're courting death! All of you, go to hell!"
"Thunderous Roar!"
Huang Guicann's expression changed, and he suddenly stood up. Wu Liang's attack was too sudden. Even though he was two realms higher than him, it was already too late for him to save Wu Liang.
At the same time, he felt sad and helpless. Even a small inner sect disciple dared to defy the rules of the sect. It seemed like the sect had fallen to such an extent.
"Wu Liang, you deserve to die for disturbing the recruitment of the sect. This time, I will definitely report this to the elder. Even Gu Yuan can't protect you!" Huang Guicann said coldly. He looked at Jian Ao with pity.
Facing this thunderous roar, not to mention a swordsman, even a swordsman of the same level would be injured.
But Jian Ao's actions stunned him. Then he was shocked. His mouth was wide open, as if he had seen something unbelievable. His face turned red.
He saw that Jian Ao didn't show any signs of fear in the face of the rolling sound waves. Instead, his face was calm, like an ancient well without any ripples.
Now that I have mastered the Great Sun Incinerating Heaven Scroll and the powerful Heavenly Dragon Divine Body, I will never go up against a master swordsman again. When I face Lan Shui in the Lan family, I can only use one move!
Jian Ao did not forget that in the Lan family, Lan Shui had just broken through to the Sword Master Stage, but with just one move, he was no longer able to fight.
I am a top swordsman on Earth. How could I not have the strength to fight against a small swordsman?
At this moment, Jian Ao was highly focused. All the essence in his body gathered in one place, and he unleashed the most brilliant sword attack!
He took a step forward, and it was as if the wind and clouds were surging. The color of the world changed. A sword suddenly appeared in Jian Ao's hand. It was surprisingly a Cool Breeze Sword. When it was unsheathed, it brought out a wisp of light, and it was like a sword that had opened the sky during the chaos.
The spiritual energy of heaven and earth gathered at the tip of the sword. In this slightly dark cave, it was like a red sun. It was so dazzling that it made people close their eyes.
"Gathering the spiritual energy of heaven and earth in one point is for the Spirit Wind Sword!"
Rumble!
It was as if the universe had just been opened. The essence of fire merged into one place to form a red sun, possessing the power to destroy the heavens and extinguish the earth. And now, this red sun carried with it a heaven-toppling momentum as it suddenly descended. Everyone's hearts trembled.
Was this supposed to be a sword strike unleashed by a swordsman? No matter how they felt, it was enough to threaten some master swordsmen.
Under the suppression of the red sun, the sound waves were forced back. In the end, they disappeared. However, the remaining force of the red sun was still pressing down on Wu Liang.
"How is this possible!? How is this possible!?"
The roar of thunder was broken and Wu Liang suffered some backlash. His body trembled and blood flowed out from the corner of his mouth. He could not help but take a few steps back!
All of these were secondary. Wu Liang's eyes were shattered, as if his soul had been shattered by someone. His eyes were lifeless as he muttered.
"How dare you! How dare you insult and even injure an inner sect disciple! You have committed a heinous crime, and your death is not to be regretted!"
Haixu Party's Junior Brother Xu looked at Wu Liang's red sun, and his figure suddenly stood up. At the same time, he let out a loud shout, and the treasured sword in his hand was unsheathed. He took a step forward and drew a line in the air.
"Frost Sword Art, Ice Seal Ten Thousand Li!"
Water and fire countered each other. Jian Ao's sword technique belonged to fire, while Haixu Party's junior brother Xu was water.
That Junior Apprentice Brother Xu's cultivation technique was definitely inferior to Jian Ao's Great Sun Incinerating Heaven Scroll, but it could still freeze the red sun. Jian Ao's red sun had shattered Wu Liang's thunderous roar, and its power had been greatly reduced. How could it be able to resist junior disciple Xu's peak Frost Sword Technique?
Sizzle sizzle!
Junior Brother Xu's Frost Sword Technique was like a peerless sword that had been taken from a ten thousand year snow mountain. With a single slash, it instantly froze Jian Ao's red sun.
"Break!"
"Bang!"
As Junior Xu's voice fell, the treasured sword in his hand changed once again and stabbed forward. The frozen red sun instantly shattered and turned into the most primitive spiritual energy of the world, drifting between the heaven and earth.
"Wu Liang, wake up! You are an inner circle disciple of Heavenly Sword Sect! You have extraordinary talent. How could you doubt your martial arts and Sword Dao just because you lost to a young man?! On the path of cultivation. . . There were many capable people in the world, and there were talented people in every generation. There were always losses and victories in battles. So what if you lose? Stand up from where you fall!" Junior Xu broke Jian Ao's sword attack. He did not take advantage of the victory to chase after him. Instead, he enlightened Wu Liang.
Hearing this, Wu Liang's body trembled. He muttered, "There is always a winner and loser in a fight! Stand up from where you fell! Stand up!"
"Roar!"
Wu Liang roared towards the sky and formed a seal with his hand. The spiritual Qi of Heaven and Earth surged towards his body.
"This is the sign of advancement!" Everyone looked at Wu Liang in surprise.
"The students of the Heavenly Sword Sect are really powerful. With just a few words, they can guide a person who has lost his martial arts and reunite his martial arts and advance a level. " Jian Ao's pale face revealed a serious expression.
"And what is that seal? It can actually absorb the Spiritual Qi of Heaven and Earth. Isn't this something that only a King can do?" Jian Ao's interest and desire were aroused at this moment.
Only a King could absorb the Qi of Heaven and Earth. Before this, one had to rely on the Spirit Stone to absorb it. However, Jian Ao's cultivation technique was special. It was far from being comparable to ordinary cultivation techniques. The amount of Spirit Stone he needed was definitely a huge amount.
As for where he was going to find that huge amount of Spirit Stone, not to mention sword users, even Kings would not be able to get that much. Furthermore, it was still uncertain whether he would be able to cultivate to the Sword King.
However, if he could obtain the seal that absorbed the spiritual energy of the heaven and earth, regardless of whether it was the starting point or the time, it would be much longer than the others. Furthermore, he could also save a large amount of Spirit Stone.
Jian Ao knew very well that in his previous life, he had saved a lot of Spirit Stone. There was a saying: The rich are getting richer, while the poor are getting poorer and poorer. Because the rich are in control of a large amount of resources. Or perhaps these sects and sects also do the same.
"Boom!"
While Jian Ao was thinking, a powerful Qi rushed out from Wu Liang's body, it was even stronger than before.
"Sword Master Fifth Level!" Junior Brother Xu's face darkened. He did not expect Wu Liang, who was at the same level as him, to be stronger than him now. However, after thinking about it, he felt relieved. Danger was also an opportunity! Perhaps this was the opportunity that Wu Liang had gotten from his misfortune. He had a slight smile on his face. "Congratulations, Senior Brother Wu!"
Wu Liang's expression became solemn, and he thanked Junior Brother Xu. "No, Wu Liang should be thanking Junior Brother Xu Tao! If not for Junior Xu Tao's enlightenment, I'm afraid my heart of martial arts would have already collapsed and become a cripple. How could I even talk about breaking through!? "
Xu Tao smiled bitterly. "Senior Brother Wu, you must be joking. Senior Brother's achievements are all thanks to Senior Brother. Junior Brother, I merely played a role in adding fuel to the fire. Although you and I are two different parties, Our friendship will not end because of this!" Although Xu Tao was very humble, his eyes were still filled with a strong sense of pride. He could feel that Wu Liang's gratitude was sincere. He even had a feeling that Wu Liang would die for him.
"No matter what, I have to thank Junior Brother Xu!" Wu Liang said seriously, "If Junior Brother needs Senior Brother's help in the future, Senior Brother will definitely do his best to help!"
He turned his head and stared at Jian Ao. The killing intent in his eyes burned like flames, instantly occupying the entire pupil.
It was this young man who almost caused his heart of martial arts to collapse, and he became a cripple. If he did not take revenge, how could he become a martial artist or a swordsman? Wherever he fell, he would stand up from.
"Kid, you didn't think of that, did you? Not only did my Martial Heart not dissipate, it even took me a step closer! " Wu Liang said coldly, "This is all thanks to you! Speaking of which, I still have to thank you. . . "
Before he could finish, Jian Ao interrupted him and said, "Since you have already said that you want to thank me, then give me a few hundred Low-grade Spirit Stone. Just nice, brother, I am currently short of cultivation resources and urgently need Spirit Stone. I believe that with Senior Brother Wu's ability, a few hundred Spirit Stone is nothing to you. "
What is this! Extortion? Blackmail? Or, if I give you sunlight, you will be brilliant! But no matter what it meant, it angered Wu Liang.
A dignified inner sect disciple was almost broken by a disciple who had yet to enter the sect, and now he even wanted me to give him the Spirit Stone to cultivate. If I really give him the Spirit Stone, where would my face be?!
"Kid, I know you're very powerful, but how many times can you use that move just now!?" Wu Liang sneered and said, "I'm afraid that move has already extracted all the essence in your body. You are only an arrow at the end of its flight. You still dare to ask me for the Spirit Stone? You are courting death! "