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Home > Fantasy > Destined Martial God > Chapter 1030

Chapter 1030

Words:1862Update:22/08/23 17:36:06

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Right Ox Mountain, peak!

A peerless expert in the Martial Honored Realm had already shocked everyone present.

And a peerless Sword Honored Realm in the Martial Honored Realm was even more of a legendary realm. It was an existence that could single-handedly fight against a top sect.

The Martial Saint expert who was proficient in the way of the sword spoke highly of Liu Xing, which made the faces of the Martial Saints from the High Heaven Pavilion full of smiles. It also made the people present feel deep respect for Liu Xing and the High Heaven Pavilion.

"Senior Chou, what do you think of Yu Haoran from the Great Emperor Qin's Kingdom?"

Although Yu Haoran's actions were more domineering, his action of single-handedly fighting the Quasi-Honored Realm exotic beast in the Hengduan Mountain Range in order to avenge the human elite made some people who respected him very much. They couldn't help but ask the Martial Saint expert who was proficient in the Way of the Sword.

"Haha!"

Glancing at the twenty-seventh floor of the Sword Tower that had just lit up, the Martial Saint expert surnamed Chou only chuckled twice and didn't give any comments.

However, from the disdain that flashed through his eyes and the slight contempt revealed in his chuckle, everyone knew that he didn't think highly of Yu Haoran at all.

In this regard, the few warriors who had just spoken up for Yu Haoran also remained silent.

After all, compared to Liu Xing's speed, Yu Haoran's current performance was definitely not compatible with his reputation.

On the twenty-seventh floor of the Sword Tower!

"Dots and Dots!"

Accompanied by a light shout, the iron sword in Yu Haoran's hand seemed to shoot out countless stars out of thin air. The stars instantly pierced through the foreheads of the eighty-one ninth grade Martial Master swordsmen.

After the eighty-one ninth grade Martial Master swordsmen disappeared, Yu Haoran still stood in the same place with his eyes closed, feeling the harvest of his self-created sword technique just now.

Then, through his thoughts, he entered the twenty-eighth floor of the Sword Tower.

"Swoosh!"

Accompanied by a trace of a sound formed by extreme speed, Yu Haoran instantly passed through the swordsmen condensed by the space of the Sword Tower.

However, the scene of a corpse being decapitated didn't appear as he imagined. Only a white mark appeared on the neck of the swordsmen who were hit by the Basic Sword Technique.

Frowning slightly, Yu Haoran didn't understand why he didn't kill them with a single blow just now by relying on his speed and the Basic Sword Technique's profound aura.

However, when he saw the iron sword in the swordsman's hand and the silver sword light, he suddenly remembered that he still maintained the strength of a first grade Martial Disciple.

Relying on the Basic Sword Technique that had advanced to the Profound Mystery level, and with the cultivation of a First Grade Martial Disciple, Yu Haoran was filled with anticipation for the Basic Sword Technique that had advanced to the Profound Mystery level.

At the same time, he also knew that the reason why he was able to have such a deep understanding of the basic sword skills was because of his previous life's sword cultivation and the large number of sword skills he had read when he entered the Sword Tower. This made him even more determined to continue collecting a large number of martial skills in the future.

A second grade Martial Disciple, no!

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Only when he reached the first grade Martial Disciple did he successfully kill a first grade Martial Ancestor swordsman with the Basic Sword Technique's Basic Sword Technique.

Then, he began to rely on extreme speed and the Basic Sword Technique's Basic Sword Technique's Basic Sword Technique to kill the swordsmen.

Ever since Qian Shuhao entered the 60th floor of the Sword Tower, his speed had obviously slowed down.

After spending almost an hour, the sixty-first floor finally lit up with sword light.

Liu Xing, who entered the fiftieth floor, although his speed was slightly faster than Qian Shuhao, it was still slower than the beginning.

In the same hour, he also only entered the fifty-fourth floor.

As for Yu Haoran, who wasn't thought highly of, he gradually attracted everyone's attention.

Although Yu Haoran's speed was still not very fast, compared to the beginning, there wasn't much difference in the time it took to pass each floor.

Not to mention, he had already entered the thirty-sixth floor, which meant that he was facing eighty-one ninth grade Martial Ancestor swordsmen.

On the thirty-sixth floor of the Sword Tower.

"Walking Snake Worm!"

Accompanied by a shout, Yu Haoran and the iron sword in his hand were like a smooth blue snake, swimming quickly in the middle of the eighty-one swordsmen.

When he stopped, the eighty-one ninth grade Martial Ancestor swordsmen were decapitated at the same time.

Seeing the eighty-one ninth grade Martial Ancestor swordsmen slowly disappear, Yu Haoran couldn't help but let out a sigh of relief.

As the cultivation of the swordsmen condensed in the space of the Sword Gauntlet increased, not only did they become stronger, their sword techniques also became more profound. This made it difficult for him to easily kill his opponents with just the Basic Sword Technique and his Martial Warrior cultivation.

Therefore, as he increased his cultivation to the peak of the seventh grade Martial Warrior, he also began to use some Martial Techniques.

Of course, the Martial Techniques he used were only used to block the attacks of the swordsmen. The final attack to kill the swordsmen was still the Basic Sword Technique's Basic Sword Technique.

He closed his eyes and comprehended the gains of his self-created Sword Technique. Then, he entered the thirty-seventh floor of the Sword Gauntlet.

Looking at the swordsmen slowly condensing in front of him, who had reached the level of a first grade Martial King, Yu Haoran didn't continue to be arrogant. He directly increased his cultivation to the level of a first grade Martial Master.

He still used his extreme speed to instantly appear beside the swordsmen. Then, he used the back of the iron sword to fiercely slap the swordsmen's chest.

Because the swordsmen were condensed from energy, although their chests caved in, they didn't spit out blood.

However, when the swordsmen heavily fell to the ground and slowly disappeared, Yu Haoran knew that a first grade Martial Master was enough to deal with a Martial King swordsmen.

"It seems that Senior Qian Shuhao's limit should be the sixty-second floor of the Sword Gauntlet!"

Looking at the time, two hours had already passed and Qian Shuhao was still on the sixty-first floor. The Martial Saint expert surnamed Chou gave his judgment.

"Senior Chou, what about Liu Xing?" After hearing Chou's judgment of Qian Shuhao's final result, the Martial Saint expert from the High Heaven Pavilion immediately asked about Liu Xing's final result.

"Barely able to enter the sixtieth floor!" The Sword Principle expert surnamed Chou replied with some uncertainty.

Although the final result was two floors lower than Qian Shuhao's, the Martial Saint expert from the High Heaven Pavilion was still very excited about this result.

After all, Qian Shuhao was a Sword Principle expert who had been famous for nearly a hundred years, while Liu Xing was just a Sword Principle genius who had just shown his talent. In the future, he had great potential and opportunities to catch up and surpass Qian Shuhao.

"Senior Chou, what level can Yu Haoran reach in the end?" The Martial Saint expert, who was concerned about Yu Haoran's performance in Sword Principle, couldn't help but ask again.

This time, the Sword Principle expert surnamed Chou was silent.

Because from the thirty-seventh floor to the forty-fifth floor, the time Yu Haoran spent was only ten minutes more than the time spent on the thirty-fifth floor.

This meant that Yu Haoran might be a swordsman condensed from space to sharpen his swordsmanship, or he might be suppressing his own cultivation to challenge his limit.

But no matter what the situation was, it meant that Yu Haoran was neither the trash that everyone mocked at the beginning, nor the mediocre Sword Principle expert that he thought himself to be.

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