Chapter 352 Tianmen, who else will fight?
Ling Donglai stood where he was, a cold light flashing in his eyes.
He raised his hand and inserted the Qingfeng sword into the ground, then slowly formed seals with his hands. The ten thousand foot long green dragon behind him suddenly transformed into a gigantic green Dharma image, like a god awakened from ancient times, emitting endless pressure.
"The Azure Dragon emanates from the sky, and all things return to one."
Ling Donglai's voice was low, but it resounded through the heavens and earth like thunder. The azure Dharma image transformed into a huge sword light, with the momentum of destroying the heavens and the earth, and rushed towards the golden phoenix.
This move also embodies Ling Donglai's lifelong cultivation. It is his most powerful magical power, with the power to kill immortals and demons.
boom! ! !
The two forces collided in the air like a comet hitting the earth, and the entire Huntian Ancient World was shaken.
The light was so blinding that all spectators had to close their eyes.
After a huge roar, the earth collapsed and a long crack appeared in the sky, as if the whole world was split in half.
As the light gradually faded, only two blurry figures remained in the center of the battlefield.
Zhan Jiuge half-knelt on the ground, blood oozing from the corner of his mouth, and the spear in his hand was broken. He looked up at Ling Donglai opposite him, his eyes full of complicated emotions.
Ling Donglai still stood proudly, his green robe fluttering in the wind, and the Qingfeng sword in his hand had already been sheathed.
His face was slightly pale, but his eyes were still as deep as the sea. He lowered his head to look at Zhan Jiuge, and said in a calm but powerful voice: "Today, I win."
Zhan Jiuge was silent for a moment, then slowly stood up.
He said nothing more, just turned and left. His back seemed a little lonely, but his fists were clenched, obviously unwilling to give in.
The spectators were silent. After a moment, Emperor Shitian sighed softly and whispered, "Zhan Jiuge is really good, but unfortunately, he met Ling Donglai..."
The wind of the ancient world of Huntian is still blowing, but the legends here will be passed down through the ages.
The duel between Ling Donglai and Zhan Jiuge was arguably the strongest battle in the history of the competition, and their fighting power once surpassed that of the Supreme.
However, everyone's attention was attracted by the exciting battle, and they did not notice the fact that the defense formation secretly turned on the green light.
The contestants' strength cannot surpass the Supreme? Now it sounds like a joke.
Seeing this situation, Indra did not raise any objection.
In this world, everything depends on strength. The so-called rules are nothing more than restrictions imposed by the strong on the weak.
Although Zhan Jiuge's failure was unbelievable to the seven major forces, they could still accept it.
After all, Ling Donglai's talent was indeed extraordinary. Throughout the entire battle, he was in high spirits and overwhelmed Zhan Lige, appearing extremely powerful.
Compared with other geniuses, he is really too strong.
He doesn't need to turn the tide, he just needs to show his strength, suppress it forcefully, and sweep away everything with his invincible strength.
When they saw Ling Donglai appear, they felt relieved.
After all, Ling Donglai is the leader of the Ten Heroes of Tianmen and the strongest trump card of Tianmen. Now that even he has gone into battle, Tianmen no longer has any trump cards.
In the ninety-ninth game, they were sure to win.
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boom!
The battlefield barrier suddenly trembled, and the trembling feeling was like an invisible wave, spreading to every corner, making the ground under people's feet shake slightly, and the air was filled with tension.
The defensive formation that originally covered the battlefield began to ripple. The ripples sparkled with colorful light under the sun, attracting the attention of the elders of various factions in the spectator seats.
The person who came is very strong!
Before the person arrived, the aura was already evident, shaking the heaven and earth, and shaking the barrier. The cultivation level he revealed had at least reached the level of the Invincible Supreme.
This level of cultivation has surpassed that of all the disciples of Tianmen. Except for Emperor Shitian, no one else has such level of cultivation.
Even Bai Suzhen, Jiang Luoli, Li Changsheng, Dugu Qiubai and others are far inferior to her.
They may have the combat power of an invincible supreme being, but their cultivation has not yet reached the level of an invincible supreme being.
As for Ling Donglai and others, they have not yet broken through to the Supreme level. Even though their combat power is amazing, their cultivation is still far behind.
"Tianmen trash, come up quickly and die!"
With a loud shout, a blood-red blade light suddenly exploded on the ring. The blade light was like a hot column of blood, which hurt people's eyes, and the light illuminated the entire ring.
Then, a sturdy man carrying a big knife appeared on the battlefield. He was tall and strong, and exuded a powerful aura, like a devil descending to the earth.
"It's actually him, the Sword Emperor!"
"It is said that the Sword Emperor is a secret disciple of the Heaven Beyond Heaven. This person is a natural swordsman!"
"The Sword Emperor is famous in the Heaven Beyond Heaven. It is said that he once slaughtered thirty-three forces in one night just to condense the supreme sword intent!"
Among the crowd, an ancient being recognized the identity of the Sword Emperor.
This sturdy man turned out to be the master Dao Huang from Tianwai Tian, an invincible swordsman with the power to kill immortals.
"Tianmen, nameless!"
At this time, the Tianmen players finally appeared.
He was a middle-aged swordsman, wearing a long robe and holding a long sword. He had a restrained and deep aura and looked very ordinary.
Wuming, as his name suggests, is indeed not very famous. There is nothing outstanding about him, either in appearance or aura.
However, in the lower world, Wuming is a martial arts legend, hailed as a sword master by the people in the martial arts world and has a great reputation.
After arriving in the Xuanhuang Realm, he kept a very low profile and practiced in seclusion in Tianmen, not showing off and blending in with the crowd.
And Emperor Shitian seemed to be deliberately keeping him in cold storage. After teaching him a hidden sword technique, he ignored him and allowed him to develop freely.
No one expected that Wuming was born for the sword and was a natural swordsman. His progress in swordsmanship was advancing at a speed that ordinary people could hardly imagine.
In the realm of kendo, Dugu Qiubai has always been at the top, but compared with Wuming, he pales in comparison.
His Heavenly Sword realm was no weaker than Dugu Qiubai's Swordless realm, but now, he had surpassed the Heavenly Sword realm and reached the legendary Mythological realm.
Originally, his cultivation was a little low, but recently he has been in seclusion in the Eternal Space and has now reached the Supreme Realm.
The last shortcoming has been made up. I am afraid only he himself knows how strong he is.
Of course, with such skills, he still had no hope of winning against Dao Huang. His hope was the sword-hiding technique that he had practiced for three years.
Hiding the sword, using one's body as a sword, cultivating supreme sword energy, the longer the time, the greater the power...
He has been nurturing this sword for a thousand years (three years in the outside world, and a thousand years in the eternal space). Once he swings the sword, no one can predict the consequences.
"Nameless? Hahaha, is there no one left in Tianmen? There's not even one nameless kid coming to fight?"
"This person has no aura at all, and I can't see any cultivation at all. Could he be just a nobody here to make up the numbers?"
"What a bummer! I thought the last two games would be the most exciting part of this competition, but I didn't expect that there would be no one left to fight in Tianmen."
"Don't blame them. Tianmen is just a new force after all. They are already very good to have persisted until now."
"This person is so weak, could he be killed instantly by the Sword Emperor's sword?"
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The discussions and ridicule of the crowd did not affect Wuming's mood at all. He came in front of Dao Huang and looked at him calmly.
It was as if he didn't know how powerful the enemy in front of him was.
"Nobody, prepare to die!"
The Sword Emperor roared angrily, and the Dragon Bone Sword in his hand created a ten-foot-high air wave. The air wave was like an invisible wall, rushing towards people, causing pain on their faces.
The moment the heavy black iron blade fell, thirty-six defensive talismans exploded at the same time, and the explosion sounded like thunder in the ears.