Chapter 329 That sword lit up the entire holy mountain! (Ask for monthly ticket)

Chapter 329 That sword lit up the entire holy mountain! (Ask for monthly ticket)

When the Taoist tire was destroyed by the shock, Lin Qingying felt as if her internal organs had been hollowed out, and the severe tearing pain touched the depths of her soul, but she gritted her teeth and did not scream to let the other party succeed.

If the master were here, he would definitely be able to detect something abnormal here, and she could still be saved.

There was sadness in her eyes, and when she looked towards the half-saint elder, she saw faces with different expressions, some with regret, some with regret, and some with indifference, but they were all looking down from above, as if they were looking down on it all.

However, those expressions were undoubtedly telling her that Holy Son Haoyue's small actions could not be concealed from them.

But why not stop it?

Lin Qingying was stunned, and suddenly she felt as cold as if her blood had coagulated all over her body.

Just because I am not their disciple?
Or are you concerned about the feelings of Holy Son Haoyue’s master, Sword Master?

Lin Qingying also saw the sword master she admired in her heart, but the other person was indifferent and seemed to be unaware. At this moment, she suddenly understood.

In just this short breath, the warmth of the past seemed to be crushed, and she suddenly touched the background of the world, the cold interests.

Compared to Holy Son Haoyue, who has greater hope of becoming a saint, if I can be a stepping stone for him and build him into an invincible Taoist heart, is it worth being destroyed?

No wonder the other party dared to do this on the battlefield. It turned out that the other party had already seen through this.

He was wrong to assassinate his fellow sect, he was wrong to violate the laws of the Holy Land, but after this battle, he can reach a higher level and is expected to become the third saint of the Holy Land in the future!

And if he is abolished, he will be forgotten by others. He has no backing. Although his grandfather is a high-level alchemist, at this level, he can basically be ignored.

It turns out that no one cares about right or wrong.

Those above are indifferent, but those below cannot see clearly.

The tearing pain of the Tao tire being shattered did not make Lin Qingying shed tears, but at this moment, Lin Qingying burst into tears from the corners of her eyes.

She suddenly felt a sense of despair.

But suddenly, a loud roar came, which seemed to shake the soul!
Lin Qingying raised her head and looked there, only to see that the familiar face of the young man in the past was now filled with rage.

That face that was always smiling and indifferent to everything turned out to be angry.

Lin Qingying saw the anger in those dark eyes. Suddenly, a warmth seemed to flow into her cold heart, and she suddenly felt that the world had returned to color.

"Um?"

Holy Son Haoyue heard the roar in his ears, glanced at it, but was too lazy to pay attention. Instead, he withdrew his sword, and then suddenly slashed out again.

"My beloved, I have no choice but to destroy you. Not only your Dao embryo, but also your most proud sword technique, I can only break it to pieces so that it can hurt me deeply!"

Holy Son Haoyue raised the sword in his hand, and the sword light condensed the vast and perfect sword intention. It was the sword intention of the sun and the moon, and it tended to reflect the heaven and earth. The sword intention was dazzling, and the sword power seemed to be like the sun in the sky, making Everyone felt insignificant.

"That's the Sword Intent of the Sun and the Moon!"

"Is this the sword intention of Holy Son Haoyue? It actually has the feeling of encompassing everything."

"I saw the shadows of water kendo and fire kendo inside."

"No wonder he often gossips. Compared with his sword intention, my sword intention is indeed biased."

As the vast sword power reached the sky, countless people were shocked, including many saints and saints on the holy platform. They were also shocked, and they felt as if their minds were being robbed by the opponent.

It's like holding a dead branch in your hand, but seeing a green mountain, and suddenly feeling small.

The dead branch in my hand, which I originally regarded as a treasure, felt boring.

Lin Qingying, who was standing in front of Holy Son Haoyue, was now enveloped by the sword intention of the sun and moon. This sword intention invaded her sea of ​​consciousness and cut off the soft sword intention in her heart like a sharp sword.

There seemed to be a sharp cracking sound in her mind, and it was also like a mournful cry.

Her body trembled, and she spat out a mouthful of blood. She was shaking all over. The hand holding the sword kept shaking, and her eyes were blank for a moment.

Bang!
A sword intent swept across, knocking the sword away from his hand, dancing in dozens of circles in the air, and sticking it sideways on the battlefield.

"The sun and moon are in the sky, illuminating all things, and the heaven and earth will reflect the light of my sword!"

At the same time, Holy Son Haoyue's whole body was ignited with divine flames, his eyes shot out a bright divine light, and the trace of tenderness in his eyes turned into indifference.

At this moment, Lin Qingying's Dao embryo and sword intention were destroyed, and he completely embarked on the road of ruthlessness. His heart seemed to be melted by the sun and the moon, and he felt like he had transformed into the sun, moon and stars, looking down at all things and sentient beings.

This state of mind made his Sun-Moon Sword Intent reach a higher level and become even more terrifying.

"His Sun and Moon Sword Intention has become even more pure. This type of Sword Intent is truly top-notch."

"He has only been practicing for a year, but his talent in swordsmanship is so evil that he is even expected to become a saint!"

"It would be terrible if we took the path of sacrifice."

The eyes of Shanzu and the other six half-saint elders became solemn.

The opponent's swordsmanship aptitude is no less than when they were young, and he can be regarded as an extremely evil rising star.

Yao Zu's eyes turned to the Sword Master. Haoyue borrowed Lin Qingying's sword skills. They all saw it, but no one mentioned it. After all, the other master was sitting here. They could all see it. How could the Sword Master not see it? Even if The other professor didn't know it yet, which was why they didn't say much about it.

The sword master's eyes were calm, seemingly neither happy nor sad, just watching quietly.

On the stage, the divine eyes of the sun and moon in the eyes of Holy Son Haoyue became even brighter at this moment as the sword intent condensed.

When the smelting of the sword was improved, he also contracted the power back into his body, and then looked at Lin Qingying who was like a defeated dog on the ground, but there was no tenderness in his eyes, as if looking down at a stone: "You lost. "

At this moment, he said as if pronouncing a sentence.

And his Dao domain has also shrunk back, and with just the sword intent at this moment, he can easily defeat the opponent.

What's more, Lin Qingying is now deposed and has fallen below the level of a saint-level disciple. Even the top genius of the inner sect can defeat him.

Hearing the indifferent words above her head, Lin Qingying seemed to have recovered from the broken sword intention. As if she was shocked, her mind was filled with the chaotic sun and moon sword intention, and her original soft sword intention was Destroyed, unable to condense.

If she lost, she had already given up, but now the other party was speaking from a superior position, which made her feel ironic and ridiculous.

Outside the court, all the disciples could not help but cheer when they heard Holy Son Haoyue's indifferent words.

Except for the Holy Son, the Holy Girl and a few top inner disciples who saw the clues, most disciples only saw Holy Son Haoyue easily defeating Lin Qingying, piercing the abdomen with a sword, and it seemed to be a normal attack.

Under the contraction of the vast sun and moon sword intent, the other party pronounced the sentence like a god, making countless people look in their eyes with fanatical reverence and cheer.

In this battle, Holy Son Haoyue not only won, he also won overwhelmingly, showing his swordsmanship beyond imagination!
In the Sword Ancestor Holy Land, all the disciples were practicing swordsmanship, and at this moment, Holy Son Haoyue's display of sword intent impressed countless people.

Only by practicing the sword by yourself can you feel the vastness of the sword intention of the sun and the moon, as well as your own insignificance.

The magic circle was slowly retracted, and the battle came to an end.

So far in this battle, Holy Son Haoyue has defeated two people in a row. There is no doubt that he is the leader of this sword god battle!
The number one young person in the Sword Ancestor Holy Land in a century!
Compared with this, I am not looking forward to the subsequent competition between Lin Qingying and Linghuan Holy Son for second and third place.

Whoosh!
The moment the magic circle dispersed, a figure rushed onto the stage. It was Li Hao.

Li Hao quickly came to Lin Qingying's side, explored with his spiritual mind, and saw that a strong force in the other party's internal organs had dissipated at this moment.

The Dao Fei was abolished. If he could be reborn with blood like him, he wouldn't have to worry about being abolished, but the other party did not have the Seventh Ultimate Realm.

"Does it hurt?" Li Hao looked at the other party's pale face and shaky body, his expression very ugly.

Lin Qingying retracted her thoughts and slowly smiled at Li Hao: "I'm fine."

Li Hao was silent, but his fingers were slightly clenched.

"Let's go."

Lin Qingying turned around. She no longer wanted to look at the high platform, nor did she want to hear the harsh cheers at the scene. She just wanted to leave here to recuperate, and it didn't matter whether she was second or third.

"Your sword."

Li Hao raised his hand, took in the green sword that was knocked away, and handed it to her.

Lin Qingying glanced at the sword that had been with her for many years, but there was a hint of sadness in her eyes. The sword intention was abolished, which had a great impact. The influence of the sun and moon sword intention was imprinted in the depths of her soul and could not be erased. It would not be possible for her in this life. Without this influence, it would be difficult to make progress in the art of swordsmanship.

"My current swordsmanship is not worthy of it. It is my friend, and you are also my friend. I will give it to you."

Lin Qingying did not take the sword and whispered.

Her eyes were filled with despair, her sword skills had been broken, and apart from her cultivation, she had no hope of making any progress in this life.

"Don't underestimate yourself, your swordsmanship is not bad."

Li Hao stared at her and said.

Lin Qingying's mouth was bitter. She knew that Li Hao was trying to comfort her, but such words no longer made any sense.

Li Hao also knows that the power of words is far less powerful than facts.

"Hello!"

He turned around and suddenly shouted towards Holy Son Haoyue, who was also about to fly away from the battlefield.

Holy Son Haoyue paused for a moment. The voice was roaring just now, which made him feel a little unhappy. Seeing such rudeness at this moment, his eyes were slightly cold and he turned to look at Li Hao.

Li Hao held the green sword in his hand, picked up a sword flower, and said coldly:

"You seem to be very satisfied with your swordsmanship. Would you like to have a sword fight with me?"

As soon as these words came out, everyone outside the venue was stunned.

Lin Qingying was also slightly startled, and then looked at Li Hao slightly absentmindedly, but soon she came to her senses and knew that Li Hao was standing up for her.

But this kind of thing is not a matter of impulse.

Even though Li Hao is an alchemist, Holy Son Haoyue's status surpasses that of a senior alchemist. If the opponent dares to destroy her in public, they can naturally destroy Li Hao as well.

She suddenly became anxious and quickly grabbed Li Hao: "Don't be impulsive."

"Did I hear you correctly? Who is that person?"

"You actually want to challenge Holy Son Haoyue. Do you want to make a name for yourself? Even if you lose, you will still be remembered."

"Is he also a Holy Son? I've never heard of him."

"What Holy Son? He is an alchemist. Don't you know? Qingfeng Alchemist has been widely praised in the alchemist circle recently."

"Alchemist Qingfeng? So it's him?"

"What's the situation, you said that he, an alchemist, actually wants to challenge Holy Son Haoyue?"

"Are you standing up for Lin Qingying? Lin Qingying has been defeated. What can he do as an alchemist?"

"I am an alchemist. I cannot understand how terrifying Holy Son Haoyue is. I didn't expect Alchemist Qingfeng to be such a person. He is really stupid."

Many disciples in the audience reacted and started talking and ridiculing.

Many saints and saints on the holy platform were also surprised. Many of them had sent people to make friends with the Qingfeng alchemist before. They never expected that the other party had such a deep friendship with Lin Qingying and would actually stand up for him at this time. Or choose kendo? Is this so angry that you lose your mind?

"What is Qingfeng doing? Call him back quickly."

"You're confused. No matter how good his relationship with Qingying is, he can't offend Holy Son Haoyue like this."

Zhao Yingzhen and other alchemists were also anxious. They didn't see that Lin Qingying's Taoist body was destroyed. They only knew that Lin Qingying lost, and lost completely.

However, it is common for disciples to win or lose. No one expected Lin Qingying to win this battle. After all, the power that Holy Son Haoyue only showed a little before was already too strong.

"Is he going to take action?"

Among the inner disciples in the audience, Jiang Yingyue was stunned, and then his eyes suddenly lit up.

She didn't know how good Li Hao's swordsmanship was. She only knew that his talent was really good and he could master the Great Sword Technique within ten days. However, she could never forget Li Hao's 97 levels of sword skills. If they really fought, she didn't know if she could defeat Holy Son Haoyue.

"Qingfeng?"

Yaozu was also surprised when she saw Li Hao coming forward. She had heard Li Hao's roar before, but she didn't expect that besides them, Li Hao could also see Haoyue's little moves. Now she was challenging Haoyue angrily, which she could understand.

However, it would be a bit irrational to challenge the opponent with swordsmanship.

"A sword fight with you?"

Saint Son Haoyue felt a little funny when he heard Li Hao's words.

He also heard the discussion in the audience. He thought it was some inner disciple, but it turned out to be an alchemist, which was outrageous.

He said coldly: "Because you are an alchemist and don't know the world, I won't care about the offense this time, but there will be no next time!"

After saying that, he turned around directly.

Li Hao didn't say anything. He just glanced at the green sword in his hand, then raised his hand and slashed it with his hands.

This simple movement, but as he slashed out, a terrifying and vast sword energy suddenly shot straight into the sky.

The three-foot green front suddenly erupted with dazzling light, cutting off all the ridicule in the audience and illuminating countless eyes.

The sword energy seemed to be 30,000 miles away, soaring straight into the sky. Following the direction of Li Hao's slash, it split the clouds on the entire holy mountain into two, as if cutting the heaven and earth apart!

The entire battle platform was split in half just by the sword energy!
And the sword energy flew past the body of Holy Son Haoyue, and he turned around and flew away, suddenly stopping.

The sword energy that passed by him made the hairs all over his body stand up in an instant, and the blood all over his body seemed to condense in an instant, giving him a cold feeling from head to toe.

It was as if death was passing by.

If this sword had struck him, he might have been severely injured by now!

Holy Son Haoyue's expression froze, and his eyes shrank slightly.

The previously noisy Holy Mountain suddenly became silent.

The quietly dispersed clouds were still flowing slowly, the breeze blew through the battle platform, and everything seemed quiet.

(End of chapter)