Chapter 311: Eighteen Slashes of the Madness

On the decisive battle platform, Jian Wusheng and Sword Maniac stood opposite each other, the distance between the two was less than a zhang, and the battle intent was raging in the eyes. ∈↗,

Airplanes!

With a buzzing sound, a layer of light curtain suddenly rose, enveloping the entire decisive battle platform, forming a layer of transparent enchantment to prevent the energy of the collision between the two from spreading and causing casualties to the people in the audience.

This barrier is made up of immortals and can be firmly guarded. And it will not isolate the sight, perception, sound, etc. of outsiders, as if it does not exist.

Rumble!

Immediately after, Jian Wusheng's momentum suddenly skyrocketed. At this moment, in the eyes of everyone, the sword was lifeless as if it no longer existed, and the person standing in the field was just a sword.

The aura of this sword is terrifying, full of death, extinction and coldness, making people feel like falling into an ice cellar, and the whole body is cold. As if it were a sword of death, it represented death, and once sacrificed, it would surely shed blood.

Within a certain range of its surroundings, it is deprived of all the breath of life, like a hell of Senluo, full of great terror.

Moreover, the aura on Jian Wusheng's body was also soaring rapidly, and the immortal cultivators who were close to the battle platform could clearly feel that the immortal qi between heaven and earth seemed to be guided by some kind of guidance, surging towards the long sword in Jian Wusheng's hand.

"Eighth-Order Immortal Body!"

"This is the immortal body of the Lifeless Sword Sect, the Lifeless Sword Body, with the Lifeless Sword Technique, the strength will be unimaginable. ”

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Everyone was shocked, just judging from the aura and momentum exuded from the surface of Jian Wusheng's body, it could be seen that it must be extraordinary, and its strength could only be described as terrifying.

While everyone was shocked, Jian Wusheng let out a sigh in his heart. In the world of cultivating immortals, in the cognition of many people, the body of an eighth-order immortal is the body of an immortal at the highest level, while the body of a ninth-order immortal exists in legends and has never been seen.

A lot of people even think that this doesn't exist at all.

However, Jian Wusheng knew that it was real. However, with his talent and comprehension, the body of a ninth-order immortal was still an untouchable realm for him.

In the world of the array, Lin Tian, the heir of the Emperor Killer, and Shangguan Yi of the Immortal Sword Sect had already made friends with him, and through the two of them, he deeply knew how difficult that step was, so difficult that it made people desperate.

Lin Tian had also been contemplating enlightenment for many days before, and even sat on the enlightenment stone to contemplate, but there was still no progress. Later, under great pressure and by chance, he successively entered the two unbelievable states of the unity of heaven and man and epiphany, and was able to comprehend.

However, this is unattainable, and it is not subject to human will at all.

Shangguan Yi, on the other hand, is blessed with a unique body, and after awakening, his eyes have evolved into the Eye of the Origin, which can break through the delusion and look directly at the Origin.

The way these two broke through was not suitable for him at all.

Jian Wusheng has been hidden by the Wusheng Sword Sect since he was a child, and he is the first genius of the younger generation, how arrogant he is in his heart, but in the face of that step, he also has a deep sense of powerlessness.

More than a year of hell training in the world of the formation has also changed his mind, and the water chestnut has been polished a lot. After returning, the first thing he did was to decisively choose to break through.

However, in his heart, he felt some regrets after all. But now it was a foregone conclusion, and he was powerless to change anything.

Suppressing the thoughts in his heart, Jian Wusheng's eyes became firm again.

At this moment, the momentum of his whole body accumulated to the peak, and the whole person was like a sharp sword out of the sheath, sharp, unstoppable, and blooming with thousands of millimeters.

This thousands of millimeters of light are like countless small swords, piercing people so much that they can't open their eyes.

This battle is not allowed to be lost, it is related to the glory of the Wusheng Sword Sect, and the sword Wusheng is naturally doing his best.

At this time, he carried a sharp sword momentum towards the sword maniac pressure, wanting to completely suppress the opponent with a strong force, and even make the opponent defeat without a fight.

Jian Wusheng has experienced the punishment of heaven, and under the most difficult test of heaven, he not only survived stubbornly, but even glimpsed a trace of the mystery of heaven and earth, which can lead to a little bit of the momentum of heaven and earth and turn it back to his own use.

Therefore, Jian Wusheng's momentum at this time is extremely strong, if he is someone else, Jian Wusheng doesn't need to use his hands at all, the opponent will be defeated, under that kind of powerful sword momentum, the opponent will even have difficulty breathing, let alone fighting.

However, at this moment, he is facing a knife maniac.

The knife stood wildly, but there was not the slightest breath on his body, like an ordinary worldly person.

In the face of Jian Wusheng's powerful and sharp sword momentum, he was not moved at all, like a solid stubborn stone, still attacking with the wind and waves, and I did not move.

On his body, there is only endless and boundless madness, his eyes, his movements, his temperament, and every tiny molecule in his body, all exuding madness.

Seeing this scene, everyone had a premonition that a dragon battle was about to begin. Previously, the Sword Maniac and the One Sage were only a contest of sword intent. Nowadays, the duel with Jian Wusheng is a competition of his own comprehensive strength.

This includes various factors such as cultivation, combat experience, combat instinct, skill, spiritual sense, environment, etc., and it is not an exaggeration to call it a battle feast.

"Crazy Knife Eighteen Slashes!" The knife maniac suddenly shouted, and in the face of Jian Wusheng's powerful sword momentum, the sword maniac had no pressure, but took the lead and waved the big knife in his hand.

In an instant, in the sky and on the ground, people held their breath and stared at the scene in the field, their eyes did not blink, and they refused to miss any small link.

Eighteen slashes of mad swords, before the sword maniac defeated Han Feng, the first person of the Scattered Immortals, with this sword technique, he only took five swords, and then he couldn't stand up again.

At this time, with the same sword technique, can the sword Wusheng be able to take it all on the first day of the Wusheng Sword Sect? Many people have such questions in their hearts.

After all, the strength of the knife maniac is obvious to all, and among the countless challengers, few of them can make a single move under his hands, and this move is still in the case that the knife maniac does not use the knife he is best at. Even, in the previous sword intent competition with the only sage, he won completely.

As for the sword lifeless, people don't know anything about its strength, they only know that it is the first day of the lifeless sword sect, which is extremely powerful, but there is no way to know the specifics.

Burst!

At the moment when the knife frantically swung the broadsword, a strong wind sounded, and on the battle platform, the sound of air explosions continued to come out, and the sound shook in all directions.

"What!" everyone was horrified, because they had lost the figure of the knife maniac in their sight.

"How could it be?" many immortal cultivators thought they were dazzled, and they were rubbing their eyes vigorously. However, until the eyes were rubbed and painful, there was still no knife maniac.

"What a speed!" There was an exclamation in the audience, the speed of the knife madness was too fast, and many people in the audience could only see an afterimage.

At this moment, many people couldn't help but worry about Jian Wusheng in their hearts. Can he resist such a fast speed?

Sonor!

The sound of swords colliding sounded, and everyone's eyes were condensed on the decisive table, and the picture seemed to be frozen at this moment.

The sword of lifelessness, the sword of madness, I don't know when, collided together.

"Blocked, blocked!" In the field, the disciples of the Lifeless Sword Sect were cheering, and the color of hope in their eyes became stronger and stronger.

"I actually resisted!" Some immortal cultivators who didn't even see the figure of the sword maniac were full of shock in their hearts at this moment, they didn't expect such a swift attack to be resisted by Jian Wusheng.

"So fast, what a weird knife!" In the crowd, Lin Tian was also extremely shocked. The knife maniac is still second, and the fastest thing he is is the knife in his hand, which is incredibly fast.

Moreover, it is very weird, the angle is tricky, ghostly, and it makes people feel unguardable. At that moment, in Lin Tian's feelings, if it was him facing the knife maniac, he would not know where this knife was going to attack at all.

This knife seems to completely encompass the opponent's entire person, and it is possible to attack anywhere, only in the opponent's thoughts.

To resist this sword, all you can rely on is your own spiritual sense, combat instinct, or the speed of your shot.

Lin Tian guessed that among the three, Jian Wusheng's reaction speed should be in the first place, after all, Jian Wusheng is a sword cultivator, and the speed of his attack must be beyond the imagination of ordinary people.

After a single sword, the figure of the knife maniac disappeared again, and immediately, an even more fierce attack came. His offensive was like a huge wave, each wave getting stronger than the other.

The first knife was like a tentative attack of the knife, and then, he did not pause, slashing after slashing, and kept attacking.

Sonorous!

In the entire dueling arena, there was only the sound of swords colliding fiercely, and on the battle platform, sparks splashed everywhere, and energy surged.

Ripples began to ripple above the transparent barrier, apparently from the aftermath of the collision between the two. However, this is an enchantment arranged by the immortals, which can be protected and will not be leaked.

Some immortal cultivators who couldn't see the figure of the sword maniac at all, in their feelings, the battle between the two was like rain hitting a plantain.

Jian Wusheng is like a plantain, and the sword maniac is a violent downpour, carrying infinite power, hitting Jian Wusheng from time to time, causing great damage.

However, Jian Wusheng was very extraordinary, and he was able to accurately resist in time before the attack was about to come, so it caused an extremely shocking scene, the rain hit the plantain, and not a drop of rain fell on the plantain.

The knife of the knife maniac is stronger than the other, and the further back, the more weird, the more tricky, the faster the speed, and the stronger the power. However, the sword lifeless's defense is not revealed, so as to respond to all changes.

"The sword is lifeless, worthy of the name of the first day's genius!" everyone exclaimed in their hearts.

"One knife, two knives, three knives,......" many people silently counted in their hearts.

"Seven knives, eight knives, nine knives......" everyone's hearts were shaken.

"Sixteen knives, seventeen knives, eighteen knives!" Everyone was shaking the entire immortal sea, and this kind of record completely surpassed the past.

"Demons, two demons!" Facing the two people on the decisive stage, a deep sense of powerlessness arose in the hearts of the immortal cultivators.