Fifty-five steps.
Now, Xiatian was only fifty-five steps away from Yun Miao. This time, he did not continue to walk. Instead, he stopped and stomped his feet on the ground. Internal force instantly burst out from his body.
It was either fight or die.
Xiatian would not be soft-hearted. Although he had taken care of an expert, there were still six experts left. Moreover, the most powerful one among them, the Great Elder, had not made a move yet.
If these six people attacked together, he would definitely not be able to block their big moves.
Therefore, he had to have enough momentum to make the other party unable to maintain their strongest combat power. No matter the time, Xiatian understood one thing, and that was to have a clear mind.
No matter what opponent he encountered, he had to maintain the sharpest observation and the strongest thinking ability. Just like in the battle just now, if he panicked, there would only be one final result.
Death!
The most terrifying thing in a battle was the unknown.
Now, Xiatian's endless methods had shocked everyone. No one knew the true strength of Xiatian, and no one knew how many methods Xiatian had.
Every time everyone thought that Xiatian had used all his strength, Xiatian could use a stronger move.
They even thought that Xiatian had obtained the true teachings of the four masters of Huaxia. This made them think that Xiatian still had stronger moves and more trump cards. Once they thought so, the opponent would be psychologically weak. Even if they had the strength, they might not be able to use it.
They might even have a thought.
That was, no matter what move they used, it might be countered by Xiatian. In the end, they would be afraid of fighting and would not be able to use their strongest ability.
"Hmph, don't think that just because you have some talent, you can come to our Mountain Cloud Sect and behave atrociously." The Great Elder looked at Xiatian with disdain. Then, he waved his left hand and said, "Old Dao, don't let me down."
A person with a large blade on his back walked out from beside the Great Elder. At this time, his face was cold and his eyes were empty. The blade in his hand was two meters long and the handle was fifty centimeters long.
This kind of knife looked very uncoordinated.
The blade was engraved with dragon patterns, and the handle was tied with a golden bandage. The tip of the blade had a purple pattern, and the blade was emitting a cold light. It was breathtaking, and it made people shudder.
Pseudo Spirit Weapon!
This saber was a pseudo-spiritual artifact. The sharpness of the saber and the purple veined pattern on the tip of the saber told Xiatian that this saber was a pseudo-spiritual artifact.
Generally speaking, pseudo spirit tools and spirit tools were very small in size. This was because the larger they were, the more materials would be consumed. This would also share the spirit energy of the blade. However, this blade did not seem to have low spirit energy at all.
An expert!
This was Xiatian's first impression of him. This person was definitely a master, and a master of the saber.
Shua!
Xiatian swung his right hand, and a large blade appeared in his hand.
Huo!
"How did he do it? Just now, he just swung his hand and a sword appeared. I originally thought that he was using a soft sword or a sword with a mechanism, but now he actually took out a saber. This is simply too inconceivable."
"I observed it. It is definitely not a mechanism. Just now, our attention was attracted by the dead people, so we did not notice it. However, this time, the large saber definitely appeared out of thin air. Moreover, such a large saber absolutely cannot have a mechanism."
"Could it be that he has a spirit tool that can store items? But I have never heard of such a thing. "
The people behind the statue were shocked by Xiatian's ability to take things out of thin air. Some people guessed that it was a spirit tool for storage, but they had never heard of such a spirit tool.
"Interesting!" The Great Elder smiled slightly.
Qing!
The person beside the Great Elder shook his right hand, and the saber made a vibrating sound.
Saber!
Xiatian was actually going to use a saber to fight against an expert of the Mountain Cloud Sect. This time, the scene once again fell into an uproar. They did not expect that Xiatian would actually use a saber. This was simply too incredible. How could a person know so many martial arts?
He knew fist techniques, palm techniques, finger techniques, sword techniques, and now, he even knew saber techniques.
Too powerful.
If one wanted to practice any of these martial arts to Xiatian's level, perhaps it would take forty to fifty years, but Xiatian was not even twenty years old.
Clang!
Old Saber chopped out, and Xiatian directly blocked it.
Boom!
The ground under Xiatian's feet was instantly crushed by him. Old Saber's strength was too great. Xiatian's saber technique was the saber technique of the Blood Blade Sect. He had practiced the saber technique of the Blood Blade Sect, although he had not reached the point of perfection.
However, he had the Heavenly Awakening Art, and he was already prepared to burn the dans.
Although the Mountain Cloud Sect's treasury did not have as many treasures as the Witchcraft Sect's, the dans were enough for Xiatian to burn. Therefore, he still profited from this battle. He burned the dans obtained from the Mountain Cloud Sect to fight against the experts of the Mountain Cloud Sect.
If the people of the Mountain Cloud Sect knew about this, they would probably be angered to death.
Clang!
The two figures quickly fought, and sparks flew everywhere. Their sabers fiercely collided with each other. At this time, there was saber light everywhere. The surrounding tables and chairs were all cut by the saber Qi, and for a moment, the place became very chaotic.
The two sides fought back and forth for dozens of rounds.
Both of their saber techniques were very exquisite. Fighting with such experts, Xiatian consumed a lot of energy. He threw another dans into his mouth, and then chewed one in two seconds.
When fighting at the same level, what mattered was endurance. Although the opponent was a mid-stage Earth Stage expert, in terms of endurance, Xiatian would not lose.
This was because he had an endless supply of dans. Even if he kept eating dans, it would be enough for him to eat for a few years, or even decades or centuries. Therefore, he was not worried about not having enough dans.
Although in the eyes of others, these dans were precious treasures, in Xiatian's eyes, these dans were simply worthless compared to his life.
Crack!
It broke.
The saber in Xiatian's hand broke. Although his saber was also a Level 7 weapon, it was not as good as a pseudo-spirit weapon. Although his saber technique was suppressed by Old Saber, there was no sign of him losing.
However, in terms of saber, his Witchcraft Sect's Level 7 weapon was not as good as a pseudo-spirit weapon.
"Competing with me in terms of sharpness is simply courting death. Now that your saber is broken, how are you going to fight me?" Old Saber looked at Xiatian with disdain.
Clang!
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