Although Yan Chutian's expression was solemn as he looked at the black saber that was coming at him, he was not surprised at all. After all, from the moment he fought with Hong Gu, he knew that if he wanted to defeat Hong Gu, he had to face the third spiritual pattern head-on.
As one of the top ten prodigies in the Heaven Realm, Yan Chutian had too many methods to deal with the Soul Slaying Saber. However, any method required the support of a corresponding cultivation level or strength.
It was like a five- or six-year-old child. Even if he had a sharp giant axe, he would not be a match for an adult because he did not even have the strength to wield the axe.
Therefore, he only had one way to deal with it now, which was to condense the third spiritual pattern when he broke through to the second level of the Elixir!
Even Yan Chutian still did not know the origin of this spiritual pattern, nor did he know what was condensed in the light of the pattern. However, he had a feeling that he should be able to activate it.
Therefore, when the Soul Slaying Saber came whistling over, Yan Chutian quickly calmed his mind and put all his consciousness into his dantian, trying to activate the third spiritual pattern.
However, the result was not satisfactory. Even if Yan Chutian tried his best, the hazy spiritual pattern on the Elixir did not move at all, as if it could not be activated at all.
This made Yan Chutian's expression become a little ugly. Could it be that the feeling was just an illusion? Could it be that he could not activate the third spiritual pattern at all?
"Could it be that it can only devour my strength and continue to condense and grow, but it can't be used by me?!"
This result made Yan Chutian grit his teeth and curse. However, he could only curse in his heart. Then, he raised his head and hurriedly activated the spiritual power in his body. Otherwise, if the Soul Slaying Saber Pattern attacked him, he would end up in a miserable state.
However, even if he was prepared, the result would not be good. Fortunately, his physique was a second-grade Mysterious Yang Body. With such a foundation, he should not be defeated.
Next, he could only use all his strength to defend …
"Boom!"
The black saber came slashing over. Even if Yan Chutian wanted to defend, he did not have much time to prepare. The result was not unexpected to Yan Chutian. Under the Soul Slaying Saber, his spiritual power defense was like a piece of tofu, one by one, his body was smashed to the edge of the arena like a dead dog.
Many northern region disciples sneered when they saw this scene. Indeed, the southern region Chosen could not even withstand a single blow from senior brother Hong Gu's Soul Severing Blade Rune.
As for whether the Holy Holy Son of the Southern Region had condensed the third spiritual pattern, it seemed to be nonsense. If he had the third spiritual pattern pattern pattern pattern, how could he not use?
"Junior brother Yan!"
When Yan Chutian flew back in a sorry state, Zhou Qing couldn't help but cry out in alarm. Her beautiful eyes were constantly trembling, filled with unbearable emotions.
Behind her, Wang Ping's pretty face was downcast as she sighed softly. As expected, Yan Chu was no match for Hong Gu. The only person in the Southern Region who could defeat Hong Gu was his Senior Sister.
On the huge platform of the Southern Region, Qiu Yu was all alone. Her pretty face was full of heartache as she stared at Yan Chutian. She could not wait to rush over and help him up.
Then, she looked at Hong Gu with an extremely cold and furious gaze. If she could, she really wanted to go up and tear him into ten thousand pieces.
Qiu Yu had already made up her mind. If Yan Chutian was defeated, she would definitely severely injure Hong Gu on the arena tomorrow. Even if she had to use more power than her current body could bear, she would not hesitate.
"Hahaha … Elder Han, looks like our Southern Region's top Holy Son is going to win again."
In the direction of the Northern Region, an elder laughed and said. Seeing this scene, the outcome was already decided. Hong Gu, who had used the third spiritual pattern pattern, was already in an invincible position.
Hearing this, the Southern Region elders were all angry, but they had nothing to say. Even Han Chen was the same. What was happening in front of him was really a situation where he was bound to lose.
At the edge of the arena, Yan Chutian was crawling up in a sorry state. A trace of blood dripped from the corner of his mouth. Even he had to admit that Hong Gu's third spiritual pattern was so powerful that even he could barely block it.
Fortunately, he had a second-grade Mysterious Yang Body. Otherwise, Jin Lan and Shilong would have been defeated by this attack.
As expected, even Hong Gu's sneering face seemed to have a trace of surprise. He found it hard to understand why Yan Chutian could block his Soul Severing Blade Pattern.
However, the surprise disappeared in an instant. Hong Gu's face immediately revealed a sneer. So what if Ye Xiwen blocked his first attack? Next, he had full confidence that he could sweep Ye Xiwen out of the arena.
With this thought in mind, Hong Gu no longer hesitated and once again activated the Soul Severing Blade Rune. The black blade light grew increasingly sharp and dazzling. As the light spread out, it seemed to be able to tear apart space itself. It was truly terrifying.
The Soul Severing Blade was raised high, and a shocking aura emerged. Even if it was not aimed at the surrounding disciples, it still made them tremble in fear. It was enough to imagine how much pressure Yan Chutian, who was targeted by the Soul Severing Blade, would be under.
"Soul Severing Blade, severing the human soul …!"
Hong Gu said indifferently. When his last word fell, the pitch-black blade once again fiercely slashed, heading straight for Yan Chutian, who was at the edge of the arena.
Seeing the Soul Severing Blade slashing at him again, Yan Chutian's face was extremely solemn, and there was a trace of helplessness. The power of the third spiritual rune was simply too terrifying. Even though Hong Gu's third spiritual rune was not complete, the power it contained was still almost impossible for him to resist.
But now, it was impossible for him to retreat. He could only clench his teeth and activate his Mysterious Yang Sword and Mysterious Yang Cauldron Rune. Only by using spiritual patterns against spiritual patterns would he have the greatest resistance.
It was just that even if Yan Chutian cultivated the Mysterious Yang Qi Condensation, the consumption of spiritual patterns was still too heavy for him to bear. As he forcefully activated them, his face became paler and paler, and even his body could not help but tremble slightly.
Fortunately, the two spiritual patterns were still activated by Yan Chutian. However, even if the two spiritual patterns appeared at the same time, they still seemed insignificant under the pressure of Hong Gu's Soul Severing Blade. The more powerful the spiritual patterns were, the more it could not be easily made up for by numbers.
"Boom …!"
The pitch-black giant blade suddenly slashed down, ruthlessly slashing on the two spiritual patterns. Even though the two spiritual patterns had shown their power before, they could not be compared at this time. They were continuously pushed back by the black blade, trembling as they rushed back into Yan Chutian's body.
"Puff …"
The two spiritual patterns rushed back one after another. In an instant, Yan Chutian's face flushed red, and blood continuously flowed from the corner of his mouth. And this was the result of Yan Chutian suppressing himself.
Forcefully suppressing the blood in his mouth, Yan Chutian felt powerless in his heart. At this time, even he had to admit that it was impossible to defeat Hong Gu. Therefore, even if he was unwilling, he could only hesitate to admit defeat. Otherwise, if he continued to persist, it would only increase his pain.
However, just as Yan Chutian decided to admit defeat, the black giant blade that had retreated a few feet did not hesitate. It immediately whistled and slashed towards Yan Chutian.
This situation made Yan Chutian curse in his heart. This Hong Gu obviously did not want to let him have an easy time. At the very least, he wanted to severely injure him!
However, it was also because of this that Yan Chutian's blood was aroused. He did not believe that he had to be defeated by Hong Gu. Was there no other way?!
"Mysterious Yang Finger!"
"Mysterious Yang Hand!"
Since the spiritual patterns did not work, Yan Chutian activated the Mysterious Yang Body's technique. One finger and one hand suddenly blasted out and went straight to the Soul Severing Blade to counterattack.
At this time, even Yan Chutian himself did not realize that when he was frantically activating the technique, the spiritual pattern light cluster on his elixir that had been silent all this time suddenly moved. Vaguely, it was as if a creature had broken free from this light cluster. That was …
"Bang …!"
A huge muffled sound rang out. One finger and one hand were still shattered and returned to nothingness. Then, the black blade continued to slash towards Yan Chutian without slowing down.
This scene made Qiu Yu's delicate body immediately burst out. She could no longer suppress the worry in her heart, let alone care about anything else.
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