Dandyism Sword Sovereign/C702 The More You Beat the Braver You Get
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C702 The More You Beat the Braver You Get

Boom!

The air mass of the saber exploded. Endless saber Qi instantly slashed out. Some of the wind and rain power that rushed forward could not resist the saber Qi at all. They were instantly destroyed. The Saber Qi was really too powerful. It was not something ordinary attacks could compare with.

It could be said that every single Saber Qi was comparable to a full-strength strike of a Profound Rank Mid Grade or even a high-grade martial skill.

After the blade energy broke through the power of wind and rain, the remaining force of the attack continued to attack Xu Fei.

Xu Fei was shocked, as if she had never thought that the blade energy would be so powerful. The gap between her and Ling Zhuankong was so huge. Facing the endless blade energy that was attacking her. . . Xu Fei felt helpless and powerless in the face of death.

"Ha!"

She only had enough time to condense all the True Qi in her body into one and set up a defensive barrier in front of her. At the same time, a wisp of light flashed on her body. Obviously, she was wearing a powerful defensive armor inside her body.

Boom!

The saber Qi slashed at the protective barrier. The latter instantly shattered like paper.

BANG!

The boundless blade energy slashed down and struck Xu Fei's chest. The glow on Xu Fei's chest flickered and the power of the treasured armor was pushed to its maximum.

However, the treasured armor could only resist most of the power. There was still a small portion of the blade energy that penetrated the armor's defense and entered Xu Fei's body, cutting her meridians.

Puff!

A mouthful of dark red blood spurted out!

Xu Fei's figure flew out and fell onto the arena.

Who was stronger and who was weaker. . . It was obvious who was stronger and who was weaker!

Ling Zhuankong was too powerful. Xu Fei was no match for him.

Xu Fei got up and looked deeply at Ling Zhuankong. "Thank you, Senior Ling, for holding back!" She knew that Ling Zhuankong did not attack her with all his strength. Otherwise, she was afraid that she would have died.

Ling Zhuankong nodded his head without saying anything. He seemed incomparably arrogant.

Indeed, with Xu Fei's strength, she was still unable to win the attention of the arrogant and conceited Ling Zhuankong.

"Ling Zhuankong, victory!" The referee, Sword Lord, suddenly called out.

In the first round of the third round, Ling Zhuankong won!

In other words, Ling Zhuankong had already advanced to the top four of the fourth round. With his strength, he had the ability to do so.

------

Han Shiyun looked at Ling Zhuankong's back with a serious expression and said in a deep voice, "Ling Zhuankong's strength is much stronger than what the rumors say, especially when he's in the realm of Saber Intent. I'm afraid that even some low grade Sword Lord are no match for him. "

After reaching the Sword Lord, he could barely be ranked among the strong. No matter where he was, he would be able to enjoy wealth and glory.

"Yes, yes. " Jian Ao nodded his head. The strength that Ling Zhuankong displayed was really powerful. However, if it was only this little bit, it still wouldn't be enough.

If he attacked with all his strength and used his spirit weapon, Jian Ao was confident that he could kill him within ten moves.

However, if he used his spiritual weapon, he would lack one of his trump cards, and it would bring him unparalleled trouble. He had never heard of any major power in the Wind Domain possessing a spiritual weapon. A powerful weapon like a spiritual weapon, perhaps even the major powers in the Heavenly Dragon Region might not have a spiritual weapon.

"Looks like I have to go through a tough battle!" Jian Ao muttered to himself.

Without using his spiritual weapon and other trump cards, his chances of winning would be fifty-fifty. Besides, since he had a trump card, Ling Zhuankong must have one as well.

This was bound to be a difficult battle!

Furthermore, Sima Jipai from the Wind Mist Sect was equally famous as Ling Zhuankong, and it seemed like he had the ability to do so.

The geniuses of a force that had been passed down for a thousand years could not be underestimated. If a force that had lasted for a thousand years was like this, then some of the forces in Heavenly Dragon Region had been passed down for thousands of years, or even tens of thousands of years. How strong would their foundation be?

Jian Ao didn't forget the purpose of his trip to the Tea Gathering of Wind. That was to break through the five barriers and kill all the generals in his path, killing his way to the top three. From there, he would head to the Heavenly Dragon Region of the three large domains of Eastern Continent. There were people waiting for him there!

"Dad! Mom! Wait for me, I will come and find you soon!" Jian Ao muttered to himself.

So what if Ling Zhuankong, Sima Jipai, and even Tianmin were powerful? None of them could stop me. If there were ghosts or gods blocking my path, I, Jian Ao, would kill them with my sword. If I met a god, I would kill a god. If I met a devil, I would kill a devil!

Jian Ao's eyes turned slightly red, which proved that he was a demon!

Fortunately, they were all immersed in Ling Zhuankong's powerful strength and did not notice the changes in Jian Ao.

------

The competition still had to continue.

The referee, Sword Lord, stood on a high platform and shouted: "The third round of elimination, the second round begins. The ones fighting were Du Feiming from the Iron Sword Sect and Han Shiyun from the Heavenly Sword Sect. "

Hua!

The crowd burst into an uproar once again.

There were three super dark horses in this year's competition. One was Jian Ao, two were Tianmin, and three were Han Shiyun.

Now, one of the three dark horses, Han Shiyun, was going to fight, and he was going to fight the head disciple of the Iron Sword Sect, Du Feiming.

This was a battle with almost the same strength, and it was even more intense than the previous one. After all, the difference between the two of them in the previous round was too great.

Swoosh! Swoosh!

The two of them who were fighting shot onto the stage.

Du Feiming was tall and strong. He was no weaker than Sima Jipai. He carried an iron sword on his back. It was better to call it an iron sword than an iron spear. It had exceeded the length of the sword.

The iron sword was incomparably rough, but it would occasionally reveal a sharp aura.

A heavy sword without a blade!

Boom!

Du Feiming's iron sword slammed down onto the ground, causing the entire arena to tremble. It clearly displayed the extreme weight of this iron sword.

Compared to Du Feiming, Han Shiyun's sword was only seven inches long.

"Han Shiyun, right? Your cultivation base is only at the Great Sword Master Peak, you're no match for me. Surrender now, I won't let you lose badly. " Du Feiming's voice was loud and clear.

Han Shiyun smiled and said, "Admit defeat? Surrender? This is not the style of us sword cultivators! We sword cultivators, the more we fight, the more courageous we become, because we know shame and courage!"

At that moment, he opened up a path.

"Let's do it!"

"You're quite arrogant! However, I don't like it!" Du Fei said. Du Ming's eyes narrowed!

He kicked the iron sword with his right foot. Dang! The iron sword suddenly turned into an arrow and shot out. It was like a black light, and it was extremely fast.

Apart from that, Du Feiming's figure also shot out. Although he was sturdy, his speed was not slow at all. On the contrary, he was very agile and nimble like a monkey.

To be able to become the head disciple of the Wind Domain's Nine Gates, each and every one of them had extraordinary skills.

Han Shiyun didn't show any signs of fear. On the contrary, his eyes were full of fighting spirit.

It was just like what he said: Sword cultivators must become more courageous the more they suffer!

Only by knowing shame can he become brave, and only then can he rapidly improve and grow!

"Kill!"

Han Shiyun unsheathed the sword in his hand. The speed of his attack was the same as his movement technique, making it impossible to lock onto him.

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