The Profound Ice Phoenix Blood Sword pierced through space, and with an unparalleled speed and power, it headed straight for Leng Qingqiu.
When Lu Xuan first used Unity of Man and Nature, the disciples did not pay enough attention to it, but now that their attention was completely focused on this sword, they realized that this sword was actually so exquisite. Even if they could not see through the essence of this move, just the power of the heavens that this move carried was enough to dazzle them. This was the instinctive reverence that a martial artist had towards the heavens.
The swords in the hands of some of the disciples involuntarily trembled at this moment, emitting a slight sword cry, as if tens of thousands of swords were worshipping the Profound Ice Phoenix Blood Sword.
Not only were they worshipping the Profound Ice Phoenix Blood Sword, but they were also worshipping the sword that Lu Xuan had used. The Profound Ice Phoenix Blood Sword was a spirit weapon, and even if the artifact spirit was no longer there, it would not affect its power at all. In the domain of weapons, spirit weapons were almost supreme, and the Unity of Man and Nature was the first move of the Nine Heavenly Sword Stages. If they could use this move, it would be their glory.
Leng Qingqiu had no way to avoid it, so he had no choice but to let out an angry roar and forcefully attack with his sword. It was still the Blood Dripping Sword. Only with this sword did he have the qualifications to contend against Lu Xuan. That's right, the current situation had undergone a shocking reversal. It was no longer Lu Xuan who was going to block Leng Qingqiu's attack, but Leng Qingqiu who was going to block Lu Xuan's move. If he couldn't block it, then the one who would lose would be Leng Qingqiu!
Defeat, this was something that Leng Qingqiu could not accept no matter what. No matter who he lost to, he could not lose to Lu Xuan.
"Break for me!" Leng Qingqiu roared. He pushed the Blood Dripping Style to the extreme, and in an instant, six swords shot out in succession, breaking through the previous five swords. After releasing this move, Leng Qingqiu almost felt like collapsing.
Why was the Blood Dripping Style called the Blood Dripping Style? That was because it required burning blood essence to activate. Dripping blood was not just an adjective, but a real drop of blood. Moreover, it was not ordinary blood, but blood essence that was extremely important to martial artists! It was precisely because of this that the Blood Drop Stance possessed such extraordinary might.
In order to teach Lu Xuan a ruthless lesson, Leng Qingqiu chose to use the self-injuring Blood Drop style for the first time. Although he achieved an extremely dazzling result by breaking a high-grade human-step treasure in one fell swoop, he was helpless against Lu Xuan's indomitable spirit. Leng Qingqiu had no choice but to attack a second time. Unexpectedly, the second time he used the Blood Drop style, it was unexpectedly broken by Lu Xuan. This time, it was already Leng Qingqiu's third time using the Blood Drop style. In a short period of time, he had burned his blood essence three times in a row. Even with Leng Qingqiu's background, he was still somewhat unable to endure it. He only hoped that this sword strike could successfully defeat Lu Xuan. Otherwise, this battle that he thought he would definitely win would probably undergo an unexpected change.
The two had already entered the most intense struggle. No one could retreat. In the face of Leng Qingqiu's extreme eruption, Lu Xuan's expression was incomparably indifferent. His imposing manner pressed forward without the slightest bit of fear.
With the Profound Ice Phoenix Blood Sword in hand and the Heavenly Sword Nine Layers in hand, no one could stop Lu Xuan's advance. One sword from the west, the world bowed its head. How could a mere Leng Qingqiu block it?!
Ding!
The tips of the swords collided, and a sharp sound almost pierced through everyone's eardrums. At this moment, many disciples with insufficient strength actually experienced a moment of deafness.
But no one cared about these things. Everyone clenched their fists tightly and stared unblinkingly at the two people in the center of the main hall. They were concerned about the outcome of this battle. Who would win and who would lose? Would it be Leng Qingqiu who defeated Lu Xuan in a domineering manner and defended his well-deserved title of Eldest Senior Brother, or would it be Lu Xuan who came from behind and successfully counterattack Leng Qingqiu with his identity as a newly advanced Personal Disciple?
With the center of the confrontation between the two as the eruption point, violent Origin Energy shock waves erupted. This time, the recoil force was even stronger than before, and after receiving the impact of this shock wave, Lu Xuan couldn't help but feel his chest become sluggish, as if he had been struck by a heavy hammer, and even his breathing became slightly irregular. Fortunately, the effect of the IX Water Divine Crest quietly unfolded, and a cool feeling rose from his limbs and bones. Lu Xuan immediately felt refreshed as if he had drunk sweet dew, and the pressure coming from his chest was greatly alleviated.
On the other hand, Leng Qingqiu's current state was extremely poor. He had burned his blood essence three times in a row, and he had already endured a great burden. Now that he had suffered such a violent recoil, how could he still endure it? He didn't have the IX Water Divine Crest or the IX Earth Divine Crest to protect him.
In an instant, Leng Qingqiu was pushed back by the powerful impact. He felt a sweet taste in his throat, and a mouthful of blood had already surged up. Leng Qingqiu wanted to forcefully endure it, but his state was really too poor. He could no longer hold it in and suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood.
After spitting out this mouthful of blood, Leng Qingqiu felt his body immediately feel a lot better, but he wasn't happy at all, because this meant that he had lost in front of Lu Xuan. His body felt better, but his face was completely lost. To Leng Qingqiu, this was even worse than being seriously injured.
Ever since his strength had reached the Large Success Realm, looking at the disciples of the entire Profound Ice Pavilion, who could make him vomit blood? Perhaps Zhao Bing`er had the strength, but the two of them had never fought head-on before.
As Leng Qingqiu had expected, as he spat out a mouthful of blood, the entire audience instantly went into an uproar. In the two clashes, Leng Qingqiu was evenly matched with Lu Xuan the first time, but the second time, he was actually sent flying by Lu Xuan while vomiting blood.
If Lu Xuan was also seriously injured, perhaps the disciples would be able to accept it a little easier, but looking at Lu Xuan's appearance, it was obvious that he was much better than Leng Qingqiu. Whether he was injured or not, it was not something that could be faked.
Only now did they remember that Lu Xuan's defensive ability was extremely abnormal. Leng Qingqiu couldn't withstand the same recoil, but Lu Xuan might not suffer much damage.
"I can't believe it. I've been in the Profound Ice Pavilion for so many years, but this is the first time I've seen Senior Brother Leng in such a sorry state. He was actually beaten to the point of vomiting blood."
"Lu Xuan's sword just now was extremely fast. In my opinion, that sword was almost at the peak of perfection. It was definitely the strongest sword I've ever seen in my life. No wonder it was able to contend against Senior Brother Leng's Blood Drop Sword Art."
"Don't ignore the sword in Lu Xuan's hand. It looks like such a broken sword, but it was actually able to withstand such a strong collision. What level of weapon is this? If it was intact, how powerful would it be? "
"No wonder Lu Xuan always carried it on his back. Now it seems that this sword is Lu Xuan's true trump card. It might even be an Earth Rank Treasure."
… ….
Chaotic discussions sounded. All the disciples gave high evaluations of Lu Xuan's stunning performance just now. Especially the mysterious broken sword in Lu Xuan's hand, and the unknown martial skill that was enough to contend against the Blood Drop Sword Art, all of which aroused their strong curiosity.
"Lu Xuan is really unfathomable." Su Chuanan said with a light sigh. With his status and strength, it was already commendable for him to make such an evaluation of Lu Xuan.
Yang Weili nodded in agreement: "Indeed. I'm afraid no one would have thought that Lu Xuan would reveal another trump card at this time, and also successfully suppress Leng Qingqiu."
There was one more sentence that Yang Weili did not say. That was, he already believed that he was inferior to Lu Xuan. Even if Leng Qingqiu suppressed her strength to the sixth level of the Spirit Refinement realm, he would still not be Leng Qingqiu's opponent. Not to mention anything else, just the Blood Drop Sword Art alone was not something that he could resist. The biggest possibility was that he would end up like Lu Xuan before.
At this moment, the more Lu Xuan fought, the more courageous he became. He released two moves of One with the World to his heart's content, causing Lu Xuan to feel extremely carefree. He had just broken through, and he urgently needed a battle to test his strength. The current result made him extremely satisfied.
Successfully suppressing Leng Qingqiu made Lu Xuan full of confidence. His bright eyes stared at Leng Qingqiu once again, and he shouted: "Again!"
Hearing this, Leng Qingqiu's eyes flashed with a trace of disbelief. Could it be that Lu Xuan still had the ability to release that attack just now? How was this possible! It was impossible to release this kind of powerful attack continuously. Even if one's Origin Energy was abundant, the body would not be able to withstand it. If he forcefully used it, he would probably be seriously injured before he could kill the enemy.
However, no matter how much he refused to believe it, the Profound Ice Phoenix Blood Sword had already flashed with a familiar light. The dazzling and gorgeous sword light, the almost perfect sword, in Leng Qingqiu's eyes, did not have the slightest bit of beauty. He only felt that this sword was a death god that took his life. With his current state, he could not resist it at all.
Admit defeat? Leng Qingqiu believed that as long as he admitted defeat, Lu Xuan would definitely not continue to attack. However, who was he? He was Leng Qingqiu! The well-deserved eldest disciple of the Profound Ice Pavilion, the Leng Qingqiu that everyone knew!
How could he, Leng Qingqiu, take the initiative to admit defeat to a new direct disciple, not to mention that this new disciple was none other than Lu Xuan, who he hated to the bone. He dared to ridicule him to his face, and stole his woman, Lu Xuan! If he admitted defeat to Lu Xuan, then the prestige he had accumulated over the years would be swept to the ground, and his face would be completely gone!
Under the gazes of countless disciples, Leng Qingqiu once again raised the sword in his hand. He even forgot to wipe the bloodstain at the corner of his mouth. He looked completely different from his former carefree self, and appeared to be in an extremely sorry state.
The luster in Lu Xuan's eyes grew brighter and brighter. He looked at Leng Qingqiu with a completely condescending gaze. His entire body suddenly shot out, and his longsword was like a rainbow, pointing straight at Leng Qingqiu!
Seeing that Lu Xuan's condition was still intact and not a disguise, Leng Qingqiu shattered the last trace of fantasy in his heart. With a loud shout, he forcefully rushed forward while withstanding the powerful pressure brought by the unity of heaven and man!
Both of their speeds were extremely fast. In the blink of an eye, the two of them began their fourth head-on collision.
Lu Xuan's eyes were extremely sharp, and he shouted: "Break for me!"
Under Lu Xuan's control, the violent power brought by the Profound Ice Phoenix Blood Sword was completely used on the longsword in Leng Qingqiu's hand. Although it did not have the penetrating power of the Blood Drop Style, it had the absolute power that the Blood Drop Style could not compare to. More importantly, the material of the Profound Ice Phoenix Blood Sword was not something that an ordinary treasure could compare to.
Bang!
The longsword in Leng Qingqiu's hand was like an egg hitting a stone, instantly shattering into countless pieces …
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