Chapter Eighty-Three: Out of the Sword
Seeing Zhao Luo's soul as if it had been traumatized, Wang Peng, who had just learned this magical power, was extremely surprised. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info
He obviously didn't expect the Soul Attack Divine Power to be so weird and powerful.
"Soul attack supernatural power, this Wang Peng actually has such a means......" Elder Lei, who had been watching the battle from the audience, was moved for the first time.
He is very aware of the power and weirdness of soul attack supernatural powers, of course, such supernatural powers are extremely rare, even he does not have many Yin and Yang Holy Lands, and it is extremely difficult to succeed in cultivation, requiring extremely high talent and understanding.
At the same time, when Wang Peng stared at Zhao Luo, ready to take the opportunity to make a move, Zhao Luo's face froze, and he barely woke up from that chaotic state.
Then she retreated again and again, dodging Wang Peng's attack, wanting to wait for her spirit to recover before striking again.
Wang Peng pressed forward step by step, and after the two exchanged dozens of moves, each took a few steps back, and Zhao Luo recovered from the impact of Kunpeng's attack.
"You're qualified to let me use my sword." A faint voice came out of Zhao Luo's mouth, and then, her right hand was slightly weak, and a strange sword qi immediately emerged from her body, and immediately saw the spirit sword on her back flying out violently, and after rotating around her body, it was quietly held in her hand.
The sword was about three feet long, the whole body was snow-white, like made of jade, and there was a touch of cold light flowing on the blade, which seemed to be able to cut and divide everything in the world, exuding a peculiar charm.
"This spirit sword ......" Elder Lei's pupils shrank slightly, and for some reason, he faintly felt a sense of danger from the spirit sword.
"This is my last move, if you take it, this duel will be counted as your victory, but this move is powerful, and I can't completely master it, so you can do it yourself." The next moment, after Zhao Luo finished speaking, she raised the spirit sword in her hand high, like a divine general who was in charge of the heavens, and a terrifying aura emanated, even Wang Peng felt like he had fallen into the ice cellar at this moment.
????“ Heavenly Sword, Chopping Words! ”
???? Suddenly, Zhao Luo let out a low shout, and the aura of the long sword in his hand surged at this moment, and a trace of sword qi condensed from the void like a snowy winter. In the blink of an eye, it floated above the ring, forming a huge storm of sword qi. Covering the sky and the sun, the originally bright sky instantly became gloomy, making a haze appear in people's hearts for no reason, which could not be dispelled.
Directly below the center of the storm was Zhao Luo, and after countless sword qi condensed, the spirit sword in his hand seemed to have turned into a lightning rod, attracting all the sword qi above his head.
Under the attraction of that long spirit sword, the sword qi storm was like a dark cloud slowly moving downward, faintly centering on that spirit sword, pulling that sword qi storm into a tornado storm connecting heaven and earth.
???? On the edge of the ring, after Zhao Luo's voice fell, he sensed an extremely strong aura of danger. Suddenly looking up, the mighty sword qi storm came into his eyes. His face immediately became solemn.
????“ Senior Sister Zhao Luo really doesn't want to spend time with Senior Brother Wang Peng, he wants to win in one fell swoop! ”
????“ That sword is a bit like the Yin and Yang Sword Technique of my Yin Yang Holy Land, but there are only some form gods, and in terms of moves, it seems to have been optimized a lot, and the power is also a little greater. ”
???? Zhao Luo's blow was very powerful, and the disciples who watched the battle could all feel a rushing sword aura, and there was a faint feeling of danger in their hearts. Then, he had a more profound view of Zhao Luo and his swordsmanship.
????“ I can't afford to lose here! Staring at the mighty sword, Wang Peng stood straight on the edge of the ring, clasping his hands, his face showing a determination that did not match his age.
???? At this moment, all the surroundings around Zhao Luo's body were filled with the chaotic sword qi that flowed, and if he accidentally touched it, he was definitely scratched by the sword qi. According to Wang Peng's estimate, even an ordinary master at the peak of the psychic realm could not get close to Zhao Luo when he was gaining momentum.
???? Thundered!
???? After a loud sound of a storm tearing through the air, the huge storm was all suppressed in that spirit sword. The void around the spirit sword was distorted, causing the sword to flow with a terrifying aura of destruction.
????????“ You throw in the towel. Zhao Luo's hands were trembling slightly, as if it was not an easy thing to control that extremely compressed force. When she spoke to Wang Peng, her voice was faintly trembling. Apparently she couldn't hold on to this state for long.
????“ I...... No throwing in the towel! Wang Peng's voice was not loud, but it was very firm. Even if it was said to Zhao Luo not far away, it was also said to himself.
???? He knew that this might be the last time Zhao Luo asked him to admit defeat, but he would not choose to admit defeat.
????????“ Then ...... I'm sorry! After hearing Wang Peng's accurate reply, Zhao Luo slashed out towards Wang Peng with a sword.
???? The temper of about ten meters swept through the air at this time, with a piercing sound of breaking the wind, like a terrifying existence that stirred the heavens and the earth, and in just an instant, it seemed to break through time and space and appeared in front of Wang Peng.
???? And after casting this sword, Zhao Luo is spirit sword in his hand, panting heavily. That sword had already used most of the aura in her body, and it could be said to be her strongest blow, even if it was a monk of the same level as her, she was confident that she would kill it with a single sword.
??? The disciples who watched the battle situation in the ring were as if they had lost their souls, and they looked at the sword qi of about ten meters in a daze.
???? Although they were not the target of the sword qi refinement, the moment they took it into their eyes, they all felt that the sword had a tendency to slash towards them, and their souls were greatly shocked, as if they were bound in place by an invisible force, unable to move a single bit.
???? And many people with weak souls, after seeing that sword, looked even more unbearable, and even spurted out a mouthful of blood, and their breath looked sluggish.
????“ That sword is so strong, not only has it reached its peak in the attack of aura, but it also has a lot of lethality in the attack of the soul! ”
???? Some of the people who spat blood from their mouths turned their heads or lowered their heads in great shock, not daring to look directly at the sword again.
????“ Senior Brother Wang Peng doesn't know if he can save his life this time? The small group of people who worship Wang Peng shows a hint of worry.
??????? In the ring.
???? In Wang Peng's eyes, the sword qi that was about ten meters long seemed to have become the only one between heaven and earth, and became an irresistible flood beast.
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