Emperor of the Heavens

Chapter 25 Pseudo-spiritual weapon (for collection)
Zhang Xu withdrew one meter back, the fierce spiritual power looming on the surface of his body, and then he used a palm to shoot towards Wang Jinglong's front.

Looking at Zhang Xu who had entered the attacking state in an instant, Wang Jinglong's eyes narrowed slightly, and he tried his best to deal with Zhang Xu's attack.

Although he had estimated Zhang Xu's strength as much as possible, Wang Jinglong didn't realize that Zhang Xu's strength was much stronger than he imagined until the two fought against each other.

"Remember, the stupidest decision you've ever made in this life is to invite me to the stage of life and death!"

A bloodthirsty smile rose from the corner of his mouth, and Zhang Xu's attack speed continued to increase.

Bang!
The sound of the explosion was deafening, and Wang Jinglong slid backwards with his soles close to the ground, leaving a shallow groove about three meters long on the stage before his body stopped.

"This Zhang Xu is really strong!"

After looking at the shallow ditch under his feet, Wang Jinglong resolutely took out his long sword from the storage bag.

If he wanted to fight Zhang Xu, Wang Jinglong had to use swordsmanship to deal with him, otherwise, it would only be a matter of time before Wang Jinglong died here.

"Hmph, so what can a mere long sword do?"

After the spiritual power in his body brewed slightly, a faint red light group appeared all over Zhang Xu's body immediately, adjusting his own strength to the peak state.

Immediately, Zhang Xu stomped heavily on the ground with both feet, his whole figure suddenly lifted up, and his palms smashed towards Wang Jinglong's head with a slight sound of breaking through the air.

Faced with Zhang Xu's offensive, Wang Jinglong could only fully unleash his spiritual power, the long sword in his hand let out a sword sound, and met Zhang Xu's offensive head-on.

"This is the Zhang Family's "Fire Flame and Wild Dragon Battle"! I'm afraid the winner will be decided soon, right?"

In the auditorium, Elder Lin originally thought that this disciple who had left a deep impression on him during the selection of inner disciples could last for a while, but obviously that was just his wishful thinking.

"Fire Flame and Kuanglong Jue" is a third-rank spiritual art with extraordinary power.

"That's not necessarily the case. This battle still has to be fought. As for the outcome, I'm afraid it's hard to say!"

Elder Wu looked at Wang Jinglong's move, his eyes showed a bright light, and his face showed a trace of disbelief.

The sword moves like the wind, and the sword is sharp. Wang Jinglong swung his sword, the light of the sword flickered, and it was about to tear apart this fiery space one day.

boom!
The blazing spiritual brilliance intertwined with the pale blue icy sword edge, and suddenly there was a thunderstorm on the stage of life and death, stirring up waves of dust.

After blocking Zhang Xu's sharp blow, Wang Jinglong's sword did not stop, but changed a direction very strangely, stabbing at Zhang Xu's chest.

Zhang Xu raised his brows, he was still a little overwhelmed by the incoming sword moves, and immediately backed away. He didn't expect Wang Jinglong to be so proficient in the way of swordsmanship, which vaguely meant that the sword followed his heart.

"This kid actually understands the heart sword!"

It was only then that Yue Qingyi understood why Elder Wu, who was half as powerful as him, admired Wang Jinglong so much. This son actually had a preliminary understanding of Xinjian when he was under 16 years old.

This kind of talent is really scary. Could it be that, as Elder Wu said, he, the suzerain, has to continue working.

In view of this, Yue Qingyi also made a secret decision, that is, once Wang Jinglong faced a life-or-death crisis, even if he paid the price of offending the Zhang family, he would rescue Wang Jinglong.

It is really a great loss for Cyanwood Sect that a disciple with this kind of talent died on the stage of life and death, but he didn't know that Elder Wu had the same idea as him.

The strangeness of Wang Jinglong's sword move was beyond Zhang Xu's expectations. He was caught off guard, and his sleeve was cut by the sword force.

Whoa!
"With the strength of the fourth level of spiritual veins, Zhang Xu was beaten so embarrassingly, this Wang Jinglong must have gone too far!"

"My God, look at Zhang Xu's cuff, there is a hole there, tell me, I am not dazzled!"

Immediately, there was an explosion among the disciples, and there were many discussions.

They were all shocked by Wang Jinglong's indistinguishable sword moves, and they looked in disbelief.

There was a cut on the cuff, which undoubtedly slapped Zhang Xu hard on the face.

"I didn't expect you to have two brushes, and your swordsmanship is really good, but you are still going to die today!"

Looking at Wang Jinglong with some sullenness, a strange smile appeared on Zhang Xu's face, "Originally this is something I prepared to hit the Qingmu list, it seems that it will be exposed in advance, remember, your life and death , from now on I will control it!"

A cold light suddenly appeared, and Zhang Xu had an unpretentious dagger in his hand.

"This is a false spirit weapon!"

In the blink of an eye, Zhang Xu's figure flickered, waving the dagger in his hand and stabbing Wang Jinglong straight.

"Zhang Xu actually used a fake spirit weapon. It seems that this is to put Wang Jinglong to death!"

With Zhang Xu's strength, if he holds such a sharp weapon, it is no problem to pose a threat to the disciples in the middle stage of the sixth level of Lingmai.

Clang!
The collision of the long sword and the dagger sparked a burst of dazzling sparks, just between the calcium carbide sparks, Wang Jinglong's figure flashed and he retreated to the other side of the stage of life and death with the long sword.

Although whether the fake spiritual weapon can be compared with the real spiritual weapon, even so, this is not something that Wang Jinglong's Fantie can head-on.

Sure enough, after this blow, a gap visible to the naked eye immediately appeared in the long sword in Wang Jinglong's hand.

"I want to see how long the long sword in your hand can last?"

Staring coldly at the dagger in Zhang Xu's hand, Wang Jinglong did not choose to attack rashly.

As Zhang Xu said, the long sword in Wang Jinglong's hand is far from being comparable to a fake spiritual weapon, so he secretly calculated that as long as it collides with the dagger in Zhang Xu's hand three times, the long sword will be broken.

Although the long sword in Wang Jinglong's hand is more than sharp, it is not hard enough, but this is also helpless, the weapons exchanged in the Cyanwood School must meet Wang Jinglong's requirements for sharpness and hardness at the same time, it is tantamount to nonsense.

"I have to find a way to knock out the dagger in his hand, otherwise I'm really in danger!"

With the long sword in his hand, Wang Jinglong can gain a little advantage in the duel. Once the long sword in his hand is broken, he will be subject to Zhang Xu who is holding a fake spiritual weapon.

"Broken sword technique, come out!"

Wang Jinglong flicked his wrist quickly, and the long sword in his hand immediately began to circle around his body. In the blink of an eye, one sword turned into hundreds of swords, forming an airtight sword formation.

"It looks like that, but I will break the long sword in your hand, and your death will come!"

Although he was a little horrified by the sword array Wang Jinglong used, but with the sharp weapon in his hand, he was still full of confidence and looked proud.

(End of this chapter)