Perhaps the crack on the sword was indiscernible, but in Luo Kong's eyes, the crack was incomparably glaring.
He found it hard to imagine that the Demon Slaying Sword that was bestowed to him by the upper echelons of the sect would be damaged. Furthermore, it was by a bare-handed disciple of a second-rate power.
How was this possible? Normally, it wasn't like he hadn't used the Demon Slaying Sword to fight with other cultivators. Those disciples were all prides of first-rate powers who had experienced hundreds of battles and possessed powerful Spirit Weapons.
But even so, his Demon Slaying Sword had never been damaged. But now, facing a Level 5 Elixir cultivator, it was actually like this?!
The waves in Luo Kong's heart were too huge. This was the Demon Slaying Sword, his Spirit Weapon that had never failed. But just now, it was actually damaged by the opponent's bare hands. How could he remain calm?!
At the same time, Yan Chutian had a faint smile on his face. He had already expected this scene.
Perhaps to others, the so-called Demon Slaying Sword made of Black Spirit Gold was incomparably sharp. But to him, it was just so-so.
Yan Chutian knew the weakness of Black Spirit Gold. Black Spirit Gold was indeed extremely sturdy, to the extent that it could be made into an indestructible Spirit Weapon.
But such a sturdy material was extremely weak on the inside. It was too different from the outside. But even if ordinary cultivators knew of this weakness, it would be very difficult for them to attack a Spirit Weapon made of Black Spirit Gold. After all, the inside was the inside. How could they attack?
But coincidentally, Yan Chutian's Mysterious Yang Energy directly attacked the Spirit Technique inside. Just now, Yan Chutian had struck out with the Mysterious Yang Energy, striking the Devil Slaying Sword with his palm.
Perhaps at the moment of the slap, one would not be able to see the slightest difference and would only think that this was a barbaric attack. However, the appearance of the cracks on the sword just now was an excellent proof that the invading Xuanyang energy had detonated.
If Luo Kong still dared to use the Demon Slaying Sword to fight with him, then Yan Chutian wouldn't mind continuing to attack and destroy the Spirit Weapon for him!
But when encountering such a situation, how could Luo Kong dare continue attacking? He didn't want the Devilbane Sword that he regarded as a treasure to be destroyed in the hands of Chen Xi for no reason.
However, Luo Kong put away the Demon Slaying Sword extremely quickly. During this process, some of the sharp-eyed geniuses who were spectating the battle noticed that something was off.
As a result, cries of surprise rang out one after another.
"What's going on? Why is there a crack on Luo Kong's Demon Slaying Sword?!"
"What? A crack actually appeared on that spirit weapon! "
"How is this possible? How could there be a crack on the Demon Slaying Sword? You must be mistaken."
"This … he shouldn't have seen wrongly because I also saw that crack. Just now, I thought it was my own illusion."
"In that case, no wonder Luo Kong's reaction was so strange. He must have also discovered the crack on the Demon Slaying Sword!"
"If that's the case, doesn't that mean that the disciple from the second-rate force damaged the Demon Slaying Sword and injured the Spirit Weapon with his bare hands?!"
"This …"
None of the geniuses could answer this question because none of them were involved. However, looking at Luo Kong's action of putting away the Demon Slaying Sword and his increasingly fierce gaze towards Yan Chutian, the answer seemed to be self-evident.
But when they thought of that possibility, almost all of the geniuses present were shocked.
The famous Demon Slaying Sword among the first-rate forces would actually be injured by a pair of bare hands one day. What kind of joke was this?!
But regardless of whether they believed it or not, that was the truth. The crack on the Demon Slaying Sword was not fake, and the fierce look in Luo Kong's eyes was even more real.
His eyes were filled with rage. In the next moment, Luo Kong suddenly stomped heavily on the ground, as if he wanted to crush the floating land under his feet.
At the same time, two spirit tattoos rapidly gathered in his eyes. After a while, two mysterious spirit tattoos appeared between heaven and earth. A powerful aura spread out, causing people to feel even more oppressed.
The two spirit tattoos that Luo Kong condensed were naturally extraordinarily powerful. The aura that swept out was enough to make many of the geniuses from the first-rate forces feel inferior.
But now, these geniuses really did not dare to make any rash conclusions. After being surprised time and time again, it was hard for them to say that Luo Kong would definitely win.
They could only watch the two's movements closely, unwilling to move away for even a moment, afraid that they would miss the slightest bit of excitement.
Since his opponent had already displayed his spirit tattoos, Yan Chutian, who saw this scene, naturally would not be polite. In a calm and collected manner, the spirit tattoos in his eyes gathered and finally projected a huge spirit tattoo, floating in the sky.
But after being crushed by the mysterious stone wheel in that strange place, Yan Chutian's spirit tattoos were now one size smaller than before.
Therefore, in comparison, his spirit tattoos could not be compared to Luo Kong's spirit tattoos in terms of size. It was also because of this that many geniuses could not help but think that Yan Chutian's spirit tattoos were no match for Luo Kong's.
Not to mention the spectating geniuses, even Luo Kong himself had the same thought. Even though Yan Chutian had already displayed his spirit tattoos and suppressed Liu Jun.
But in Luo Kong's opinion, the main reason was that Liu Jun's spirit tattoos were weak after ascending the mountain.
But of course, he also remembered that Yan Chutian had condensed four spirit tattoos. But even if he knew, Luo Kong was not afraid. He was confident that with the quality of his spirit tattoos, he could win against quantity!
If Yan Chutian knew that Luo Kong actually had such thoughts, he would not know whether to laugh or what to do.
Finally, the raging power of the two spiritual tattoos collided with each other in midair. The two spirit tattoos above Luo Kong's head shone brightly, as if they were going to suppress the two spirit tattoos above Yan Chutian's head, leaving no room for negotiation.
However, after a few breaths of time after the collision, Luo Kong's cold and ferocious face stiffened again.
The two spirit tattoos that were insignificant in his eyes actually resisted the power of his spirit tattoos!
This caused Luo Kong's face to stiffen. At the same time, a strong sense of panic rose from the bottom of his heart. It was definitely not going to end like this. If his first two spirit tattoos were unable to suppress his opponent's first two spirit tattoos, then how could his third spirit tattoo resist his opponent's third and fourth spirit tattoos?!
"Suppress!"
Yan Chutian shouted sternly. He tried his best to mobilize the power of the spirit tattoos in his body and channeled it into the two spirit tattoos above his head.
Luo Kong was like a madman who did not care about anything. The two spirit tattoos above his head shone brighter and brighter, and a strong aura surged out. Even though they were not facing each other directly, the surrounding geniuses felt an immense pressure.
But what was unbelievable was that even so, the two spirit tattoos above the head of the disciple from the second-rate force did not seem to be suppressed at all.
What … was going on?!
Looking at the two spirit tattoos above his head, one sword and one cauldron, Yan Chutian's lips gradually curled up. After the crushing and tempering of the mysterious stone wheel, his spirit tattoos were much smaller than before. But in terms of power, they were much stronger!
At least now, even though his opponent had used the power of his spirit tattoos with all his might, the pressure on him was close to nothing.
Of course, since things had already reached this stage, Yan Chutian would not hold back anymore. In the next moment, he silently circulated the enormous power of the spirit tattoos in his body and channeled it into the two spirit tattoos above his head.
"Whoosh …!"
Similarly, a dazzling light shone out. Then, Luo Kong's two spirit tattoos could no longer resist and shot back into the latter's chest.
"Puff …!"
The backlash of the spirit tattoos caused Luo Kong to spit out a mouthful of blood. Looking over, the originally high-spirited geniuses from the top eight first-rate forces now staggered a few steps like a sickly person. His face was red and white, and his aura was weak.
This scene shocked too many people. Who would have thought that Yan Chutian's spirit tattoos would be so powerful? There was no need to fight to the end and he had already injured Luo Kong.
At the same time, Liu Jun, who had just woken up from his half-dead state, was scared out of his wits when he saw this scene.
Originally, he thought that he had found a backer who could protect him against the disciple from the second-rate force. But now, it seemed that this disciple from the second-rate force had already reached an unimaginable level. Even Luo Kong was no match for him!
Luo Kong also felt powerless in his heart. At the same time, a deep sense of regret spread in his heart.
If he had known that his opponent was so strong, he would not have taken action. But now, it was too late for regrets. Since he had already taken action, how could his opponent let him go?
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