Chapter 542: The Battle of Heavenly Pride

The transparent and crystalline sword body condensed by eighty-one sword qi rotated at high speed, and it contracted sharply at the moment when Nangong Yuheng's long sword slashed down, stabbing towards the body trapped in the center of the sword power cage with the momentum of thunder.

Zhao Zilong, who was suppressed by the sword power in the cage, burst out with dazzling cyan light all over his body, and the stubbornness and strong willpower in his bones were perfectly integrated with the green knife, and the true yuan in his body gushed out, forming the strongest defensive state of the physical body that Zhao Zilong could achieve so far, and it was the strongest attack state.

The bloodline inherited from ancient times in the body also burst out with great power at this moment.

As if feeling an unprecedented crisis and killing intent, Zhao Zilong himself, the green knife in his hand and the blood flowing in his body have reached the highest state of tacit cooperation.

As a result, Zhao Zilong's perception became clearer and more powerful than ever at this moment, he 'saw' the illusory and invisible but real powerful sword forces that were bothering him around him, and saw a series of transparent sword bodies breaking through the air with strange traces, stabbing at his flesh vital points.

When you see it, you can make the most correct counterattack and escape this fatal blow.

However, there are not many people who can really do it, at least Zhao Zilong can't reach the true strength of breaking ten thousand swords with one sword for the time being, so the knife in his hand can only slash out in a certain direction.

The moment Zhao Zilong slashed out, a look of horror flashed in Nangong Yuheng's eyes, and a trace of doubt appeared in his heart.

"He actually saw the only flaw in the sword power cage? No, it can't be, it's just an unintentional act when dying and struggling to resist, it's just a coincidence! ”

"Dingding......

A series of crisp sounds continued to spread, sparks splashed, the dazzling cyan light collided violently with the transparent and crystal clear sword body, and the fragments of brilliant energy splashed wildly, and the huge ring instantly bloomed with dazzling brilliance.

"Puff ......"

The domineering sword qi tore through the void, countless empty vacuum traces appeared in the air, and one after another splashed out of the fierce sword qi and sword qi flew out, and many of the fragments of strength qi were mixed with bright red liquid.

"Poof!"

Finally, all the qi qi fell silent, and when people's eyes were projected on the ring, they saw Nangong Yuheng carrying one hand on his back, and the other hand holding a long sword obliquely pointing to the position in the center of the arena.

In the center of the ring, the powerful sword cage has turned into fragments of heavenly strength and disappeared invisibly, leaving only a burly and sturdy body standing there in the field, the robe on his body has already been torn into pieces by countless sword qi, the shirtless upper body is bleeding sideways, countless wounds are intricately intertwined, many blood mouths are still bubbling outward, and many of the wounds and scars that have long healed appear in everyone's sight.

At this moment, almost everyone who paid attention to that body was shocked by the image in front of them.

What kind of person is that he can endure so many horrific injuries?

Where did this guy come from, what kind of hardships did he endure, and he couldn't find a single intact area on his body, but it was all covered in an intricate combination of old and new scars?

Blood flowed all over his body, the green knife in his hand devoured the blood flowing on his body, Zhao Zilong stood proudly like a god and demon, suddenly raised his head, stretched out his arms, and a powerful aura seeped out from his body, shaking the blood beads hanging on his body.

Hair is messy and crazy, like a demon god from hell, Zhao Zilong's eyes burst out with two blood-red lights, staring at Nangong Yuheng deadly, blood dripping from the corners of his mouth, but he sketched a trace of evil smile, and said loudly: "You want to kill me?" In this ring, you want to kill me? ”

The audience was silent, everyone held their breath, and many people stared at Nangong Yuheng angrily, only to feel that Nangong Yuheng was indeed too much just now.

This is a ring match, not a life-and-death fight, Nangong Yuheng had already trapped Zhao Zilong with a sword cage, but in the end he sent out that fatal blow, this is no longer a decisive victory, but a life and death decision, it is killing people in public!

"Then let's decide whether we will decide life or death!"

Zhao Zilong was shirtless, and his whole body exuded terrifying True Yuan fluctuations, and he said loudly.

Airplanes!

The audience was in an uproar, and Zhao Zilong's words directly pushed this martial arts competition to a maximum climax.

Life or death!

Is this a challenge, a life-and-death challenge?

Nangong Yuheng stood with a sword in one hand, thinking that the previous move would be enough to make Zhao Zilong die without a whole body, and he was bombarded into complete pieces by his own sword cage, but how did he know that Zhao Zilong survived in the end?

Yes, Nangong Yuheng's powerful sword cage shocked the audience, making countless senior masters in the field feel an inexplicable fear of death, and few people dared to say that they could still survive in that situation.

However, Zhao Zilong survived, although he now looked very wolf and miserable, and his body was covered with wounds.

But he survived after all, and all the injuries he suffered were skin injuries, and it seemed that the foundation of his internal organs and the true yuan were not damaged.

How did this kid do it just now, and how was he able to break through the sword cage with such great power?

Bai Yange's body that rushed to Nangong Yuheng's side stopped suddenly, he looked at Zhao Zilong's body, a fine light burst out of his eyes, and he secretly breathed a sigh of relief in his heart.

Either way, as long as you don't die. This is the White Emperor City, even if the casualties of the master are inevitable, but zero casualties can ensure the perfect ending of this martial arts recruitment, and only then can the true strength of the White Emperor City be demonstrated.

What's more, Bai Yange always felt that Zhao Zilong was a little special, especially just now when he burst out with terrifying combat power to break the sword power cage, which was definitely not something that a cultivator at the peak of the Infinite Realm could do.

Even if it was, at that moment, Zhao Zilong's combat power had increased by at least three or four times, and in the end, that sword successfully blocked Nangong Yuheng's strongest sword, although he still suffered a lot of injuries in the end, he successfully broke the sword cage and successfully survived.

Nangong Yuheng's elegant and handsome face changed a very wonderful look, facing Zhao Zilong's two blood-red eyes, for some reason he suddenly felt a kind of jealousy and fear from the bottom of his heart.

As a result, this young powerhouse of the Qingyun Sword Sect was also furious.

He thought that the sword that was enough to kill Zhao Zilong did not achieve the best effect, and actually let the other party survive. Now, the other party is even more arrogant and has challenged him, wanting to find him to fight for life and death.

What's more, he found that when he faced this young man who appeared out of nowhere, he actually had a trace of timidity and fear.

This is something that is absolutely not allowed.

A truly strong person must not have timidity and fear, and only by slashing a qiē fear under the sword can he go higher and farther.

The way of the real strong is to kill!

"Life or death!"

Nangong Yuheng's face shone with excitement, since he was a child, he had never been able to bring him such a heavy sense of oppression from his peers, and no one had ever made him pay as much attention to it as he did now.

"Yuheng!"

The peak master of the Qingyun Sword Sect suddenly exclaimed, and he was about to drink Nangong Yuheng.

Nangong Yuheng, as the genius of the Qingyun Sword Sect who is most likely to surpass Uncle Xiao or even Emperor Bai Zhao in the future, the Qingyun Sword Sect has high hopes for him, and will definitely not allow him to have any dangers and mistakes in his growth.

Now Nangong Yuheng actually duel with others and decide life and death, how could this not surprise the elders of the Qingyun Sword Sect, so the elder immediately stood up and reminded Nangong Yuheng loudly.

However, Nangong Yuheng in the field didn't even look at the elder, he already had a knot in his heart, on this cultivation avenue, Zhao Zilong had become a hurdle in his heart, if he couldn't defeat Zhao Zilong, if he couldn't defeat Zhao Zilong completely, his reputation for decades of undefeated and the pride that had long been eroded to his bones would completely collapse.

Once he does not have that invincible pride and strong belief, it will be difficult for him to scale new heights and make new breakthroughs.

Therefore, for Nangong Yuheng, he can't retreat, he can't be afraid, and even, he must win this game.

"Come on, you can break my sword cage, you are indeed qualified to fight me fairly, let me see what other skills you have, how strong you are!" Nangong Yuheng stood proudly, and in front of the horizontal sword, a powerful sword aura was released from him.

At this moment, everyone had a sense of trance, only to feel that Nangong Yuheng's not tall body had actually become a sword.

"It's so strong! Being able to comprehend sword momentum at such a young age, and even build a cage with sword momentum, is really a kendo genius! ”

"He has cultivated the true sword momentum, comprehended the sword heart, and sooner or later will reach the mysterious realm of the unity of man and sword. Once he comprehends the mysterious realm of the unity of man and sword, his progress in the way of the sword will be immeasurable, and the young swordsman who can be called Emperor Bai is worthy of his name! ”

The sword power cage is just one of the powerful means that Nangong Yuheng has recently comprehended, and he used it today, originally to shock the world with this move, kill Zhao Zilong, and let all his peers lose under his move.

However, the first time he used this method, he was cracked and failed to kill his opponent.

Although this is regrettable, it did not make Nangong Yuheng defeated, on the contrary, Zhao Zilong's strength made him really become serious and serious, and now he is definitely the strongest state.

"Come on!"

Zhao Zilong felt the momentum and demeanor of the kendo master on Nangong Yuheng's body, his heart sank, he didn't dare to be careless, and in the sound of breaking the shout, a thousand shadows spread out, and his body turned into a phantom and rushed towards Nangong Yuheng, the green knife in his hand was full of light, and he slashed down angrily with an invincible attitude.

Almost at the same time, Nangong Yuheng's body disappeared in place, and the exquisite footwork of the Qingyun Sword Sect was cultivated to the limit by him, and in terms of speed and body technique, he was not inferior to Zhao Zilong at all, or even stronger.

"Clank!"

In the deafening crisp loud sound, the swords really collided together, and the strong energy turned into fragments flying wildly, on the huge ring, even if it was as strong as Bai Yange, he couldn't help but change his complexion, and swiped in front of him with one hand, forming an invisible body protection to protect his body.

Under the ring, there were still strong true elements leaking out within thirty meters, and some sword qi and sword qi were even more powerful, and in the midst of the popping sound, more than a dozen cracks appeared on the thick bluestone floor on the ground, and they were actually injured by the invisible energy!

"Stand back!"

Countless exclamations spread, and more than a dozen strong men in the White Feather Army were moved, spread their hands in front of the audience, and gave a loud order, asking everyone to retreat a certain distance backwards.

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