“I’ve wanted to come up here to teach you a lesson for a long time, now since you’re looking for death yourself, I’ll make it happen ……,” Jin Lin’s mouth showed a hint of a scowl, and a blue sword shadow had shot towards Ning Cheng when he raised his hand. . ybdu.
When the sword shadow had just shot out, it was still a blue sword qi, and after an instant, wave after wave of sword ripples had completely formed around Ning Cheng.
Ning Cheng immediately knew that Jin Lin was stronger than all the cultivators he had fought on this stage before. Moreover, the other party’s sword ripple waves were somewhat similar to his axe ripple. This kind of ripple of true essence killing intent was the most difficult to form, and Ning Cheng had a deep understanding of axe intent, so he obviously understood this.
At the same moment, Ning Cheng’s Broken Xuan Spear shook and the Thirty Six Sword Aura of Xuan Bing blasted out.
“Clang clang ……” The dense interplay of killing intent stirred out in the ring, and the dense sword ripples, after landing on top of the net of gun arrows formed by Ning Cheng’s Xuan Bing Thirty-Six Spear, could no longer advance an inch.
Jin Lin could not believe that Ning Cheng’s spear mane net was able to block his own sword patterns. As his true essence frantically pulsed, wave after wave of sword patterns blasted at Ning Cheng’s gun mane net.
“Boom ……” The waves of sword ripples finally burst open, completely tearing apart Ning Cheng’s Xuan Bing Thirty-Six Gun Manifest Net. The powerful true essence recoiled, causing Jin Lin to retreat several steps backwards.
Ning Cheng, however, did not move, and in his heart, he had some admiration for Jin Lin’s might. For an ordinary XuanDan cultivator to cultivate to the level of Jin Lin, it would not be an exaggeration to say that there were few opponents in the same class.
However, Jin Lin’s face changed, the waves of sword ripples that he had just drummed up so frantically were unable to shake Ning Cheng in the slightest. This Ning Cheng was really too terrifying, so it could be seen that Jiang Jun and Elder Huading were right, Ning Cheng’s strength was definitely stronger than his.
“Take another sword from me ……”
As Jin Lin spoke. The blue sword in his hand directly slashed down in the air. The blue sword brought up a wide sword aura of ten feet. The might of this sword mane seemed to split the entire ring apart. And everything under this sword mane would be reduced to pieces by the sword mane.
A trail of blood spurted out from the top of Jin Lin’s head, even a fool would know that Jin Lin had exploded his own potential with this sword, even going so far as to burn his essence blood to slash down. It was evident that he would never rest until Ning Cheng was killed in his heart.
“Give me a break ……” While the huge sword aura was still in the air, Jin Lin shouted furiously again with great power. He had already experienced Ning Cheng’s power profoundly and knew that he could never do anything to Ning Cheng without pulling out a killer move.
“Ka ka ka. Boom …….” The blue sword mane blasted against the web of gun manes that Ning Cheng had just coalesced with, letting out a shattering explosion.
The Thirty Six Xuan Bing Gun Mantle was blasted away, while Ning Cheng was even driven back several steps by this blood burning sword. However, at this moment, the blue sword aura not only did not fade down, but it once again lengthened and widened. The violent sword intent that swept down seemed like it would not stop until it had strangled Ning Cheng into pieces.
Ning Cheng was furious, he did not take Jin Lin seriously, this guy really thought that he could kill him just by burning his essence blood.
The Broken Xuan Spear shook and emitted a whimpering sound, which some cultivators with high cultivation levels understood very well. This whimpering of Ning Cheng’s Broken Xuan Spear was not only because the spear intent had been aroused, but also because there were some cracks on the spearhead. If there were no cracks on the head of the spear. The strength of this shot would have to be more than doubled.
“Boom ……” The Xuan Bing Gun blasted on top of the falling brilliant blue sword mane, bringing up a furious vortex of true essence.
Jin Lin’s chest clogged, and as his true essence tumbled down, a mouthful of essence blood could no longer be held back and directly spurted out. When he saw Ning Cheng not retreat halfway and the lance in his hand once again condensed into a gun-killing mane blade, his heart immediately sank.
At this moment, he had fully understood that he was not a little or two points behind Ning Cheng, but simply not on the same level, just like the difference between a Xuan Dan and a Yuan Soul. Although he was assessed ninth, in his heart, even Leng Yu, who was ranked third, was not necessarily more powerful than him. And he, surprisingly, had such a huge gap with Ning Cheng.
At the thought of the gap between Xuan Dan and Yuan Shen, Jin Lin’s heart chilled, how was this possible? Could this person have concealed his cultivation level? Already a Yuan-Soul realm cultivator, yet he had to conceal himself at the XuanDan realm?
Just in the moment when his thoughts were turning, the lance had already arrived at Jin Lin’s brow, as if it had passed through a layer of window paper.
Desperation and fear surged into Jin Lin’s heart, an emotion that instantly sank with a darkness that disappeared without a trace.
“Snap.” Jinlin’s body fell to the ground as if it were a ball of rags.
Silence rose around them, although everyone did not know the rules, it was clear that no matter which level the competition was, the later it was, the better it looked. Now the Xuan Dan Realm competition had only just begun and it was already so exciting. One of the ten great sects, a cultivator from the Red Star Sword Sect who had been assessed ninth in the preliminary round had been picked off with a single shot.
A moment of silence was followed by a roar of enthusiasm and applause. The cultivators watching the battle didn’t care who you were, they wanted to see blood and excitement.
The Red Star Sword Sect’s Elder Tang Guangxi clenched his fists and could not wait to get on stage and kill Ning Cheng. The Red Star Sword Sect only had a total of two XuanDan cultivators in the preliminary round, the fewest among the ten sects. But now these two XuanDan cultivators had all been killed by Ning Cheng.
“Leng Yu of the Heavenly Dao Sect is coming up to receive a lesson ……” Leng Yu, who had just gone down, surprisingly went up to the ring for the second time.
This was something that could never have happened in the previous grand tournament, but surprisingly it had happened. Now not only did Ning Cheng disregard the tacit agreement of the tournament, but other sects also began to disregard this tacit agreement.
All of them knew that the strongest final of the Xuan Dan Realm had started early. Ning Cheng’s behaviour had caused discontent among the XuanDan experts of other sects, and this discontent could only be resolved through the tournament stage.
Whoever had the biggest fist would speak.
“Just now I came up and you went down. I hope you don’t go down again this time, lest you come up next time and I have to come up.” Leng Yu’s tone was icy and murderous.
Ning Cheng smiled faintly, “You think highly of yourself, I went down because I was afraid that no one would dare to challenge me again. Since I can’t get eighty points no matter what, there’s no need to go up and down one moment at a time, how troublesome.”
“Arrogant ……,” Leng Yu sneered, and at the same time, his hand shook slightly.
Ning Cheng did not see any magic treasures, nor did he see anything underhanded, but he could just feel an icy cold killing intent enveloping him.
At this moment, Ning Cheng’s powerful divine sense manifested itself, and a thin thread, if any, was already like a long knife, curling towards Ning Cheng.
With such a powerful killing intent, Ning Cheng was sure that even if his strength was equivalent to that of a late Yuan Soul cultivator, once he was caught by such a thin thread, it would form a two-half situation.
Ning Cheng’s heart was filled with a sense of relief, it was true that no cultivator should be underestimated. Leng Yu was only a Xuan Dan cultivator, but he was able to sacrifice this kind of magic treasure that could not even be caught by ordinary divine sense. This fellow simply had strength comparable to that of an early Yuan Soul, this was definitely an expert who could challenge beyond his level.
Once Ning Cheng was serious about dealing with Leng Yu, even if there were several of them, they would not be enough for Ning Cheng to kill.
Before Leng Yu’s thin thread had time to transform into two, Ning Cheng’s Broken Xuan Spear had already curled around the thin thread, while the Broken Xuan Spear in Ning Cheng’s hand curled several times in quick succession.
The thin thread, which could not even be detected by the divine sense, was instantly wrapped up and rolled away by Ning Cheng’s Broken Xuan Spear. Even if Leng Yu forcefully used his divine sense to retrieve his magic treasure, it was still mud into the sea with no news.
A space of killing intent suddenly formed around Leng Yu, and his heart instantly turned icy cold, Ning Cheng had used a broken medium grade spirit weapon to collect his extreme grade spirit weapon and trapped him. At this time, it was as easy as pie for Ning Cheng to kill him, and he did not have the ability to resist for half a second.
How could a XuanDan cultivator be so strong to this extent? Even in the hands of a Yuan-Soul cultivator, he could still communicate to his Flowing Sky Mist Line. Now, after his Flowing Sky Mist Line had been taken away by Ning Cheng, he had no way to communicate. It was laughable that when he had gone on stage earlier, he had thought of how he could teach Ning Cheng a lesson, and then after coldly saying to Ning Cheng that I would not kill you for the sake of Senior Brother Li Lingfan, don’t take yourself too seriously.
However, at this moment, he felt that things were completely opposite, and at this moment he did not dare to move. He knew that if Ning Cheng wanted to kill him at this time, there was nothing he could do at all. He could only listen to the heavens and wait for Ning Cheng’s decision.
“For the sake of Li Lingfan, I won’t kill you, you can go down.” Ning Cheng flatly said what Leng Yu had wanted to say before. He had spared Leng Yu, but he did not return Leng Yu’s magic treasure, the Flowing Sky Mist Line.
Leng Yu’s face was ashen as he walked out of the ring, no longer having any semblance of his previous arrogance.
“How is that possible? Leng Yu has lost?”
“Leng Yu was the third place finisher in the preliminary assessment of the Xuan Dan Realm, how could he have lost? And to lose so easily?”
“There’s nothing impossible, it can only mean that this Ning Cheng is even more powerful than everyone imagined. Let’s all guess, is the following person on the stage the second ranked disciple of the Zhangyi Dao Sect, Deng Yangyue, or the first ranked disciple of the Thousand Zen Academy, Nie Xingxian?”
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A clean-cut young girl from the Chopping Emotions Dao Sect was pulled by another female cultivator, “Senior sister Langyue, you are not a match for Ning Cheng yet, don’t go up there. Moreover, Ning Cheng has also saved my life and might still be Senior Sister Ying Die’s incoming love in the future, you should not go up on stage.”
“Yes, Senior Sister Bu.” The young girl called Bu Mei answered and did not move again.
“Disciple Nie Xingxian of the Thousand Zen Courtyard has come to teach Brother Ning his superior moves.” A monk with a few incense scars on his head landed on top of the ring.
Ning Cheng looked at Nie Xingxian in confusion and said, “You’re a monk, a monk?”
Nie Xingxian stroked his bald head nervously, “Yes, I am a monk.”
“If you are a monk, why do you still want to come up here and fight for power?” Ning Cheng asked, if it was before, he definitely wouldn’t have talked such nonsense. Now Ning Cheng knew that even if he had defeated Nie Xingxian, it would still be impossible for him to get eighty points. As for whether Nie Xingxian made a move or not, it was simply irrelevant.
“That’s true.” Nie Xingxian nervously replied back again, and in the next moment, he had already sacrificed a dusty Zen staff. The Zen Staff brought up millions of staff shadows and lunged at Ning Cheng.
Ning Cheng did not expect Nie Xingxian, who looked so naive, to be so shamelessly treacherous.