The power of the sword was so strong that Yan Zheng did not dare to use the power of his Infernal Soul to block it. The speed of the sword made it so that even if he wanted to block it, he would not be able to use his full strength. In his eyes, when that blue streak of shooting star streaked past, he already had no time to think. His feet pushed off the ground heavily, and he jumped far away in a sorry state, perfectly dodging this sword. However, because he was in too much of a hurry, when he landed, he did not stand firmly, and instead staggered a few steps back. Website
Clang!
Sparks flew in all directions. The Azure Sea Sword shot straight down like a falling meteor, completely sinking into the incomparably hard rock that was said to be protected by divine power, and there was no more movement.
In the distance, Chu Jingtian's hand also began to droop weakly.
Yan Zheng, who was still a little shaken, took a deep breath, and quickly rushed towards Chu Jingtian, who had already lost the Azure Sea Sword. In a few breaths, he had already closed in on him, and a scorching wave of air enveloped his entire body. Chu Jingtian was not afraid. His eyebrows sank, and he similarly punched out with both fists, firmly colliding with Yan Zheng's fists. This was a competition of pure power, without any fancy or opportunistic methods. And of these two people, one was already over seventy years old, an elder of the Northern Emperor Sect who had fifty to sixty years of vigorous inner strength. The other, however, was a young man in his early twenties. In the end … would there really be a second one?
With a loud bang, the sound of a huge rock exploding, fine cracks immediately appeared on the hard rock beneath the two people's feet. Chu Jingtian and Yan Zheng were also sent flying in the collision of power at the same time. They were actually evenly matched, and no one had any advantage … at least on the surface.
The shock in the hearts of the strong people could not be any greater. When the Cold Cliffs appeared, they thought that they had seen a world-shaking genius that was hard to surpass. But this Chu Jingtian, was like a huge hammer knocking on their hearts, letting them know what a true genius was.
The two of them flew backwards at the same time, and Chu Jingtian forcefully suppressed the chaotic power and aura that had been caused by the collision just now. He stretched out his right hand, and suddenly twisted his wrist … Just now, he had not used his full strength, and had instead left twenty percent of the strength for controlling the sword.
Yan Zheng, on the other hand, had used up all of his energy in his attack. It was difficult for him to generate any more energy in midair. He could only let his body fly backwards and wait for his landing. At this moment, he suddenly felt an approaching danger. When he realized the source of the danger, the cold wind was already close to his back. In the next second, it would pass through his body...
When the Azure Sea Sword suddenly shot out from the ground to meet Yan Zheng's body, nearly a hundred pairs of eyes widened at the same time. The other three Elders of the Northern Emperor Sect also abruptly stood up from the ground, but even if they wanted to save him, it was already too late. How could the people present not realize that this was Chu Jingtian still holding back some of his strength to control the sword when facing Yan Zheng's full strength attack? This was not only a form of confidence, it was also a form of intelligence … In the collision of pure inner strength just now, it was not a draw, but Yan Zheng had lost.
This young man who carried the Azure Sea Sword on his back, and was very likely the descendant of the Sword God, had shocked them again and again. Some of the strong people who had come to participate in this Tianchen Demon Martial Conference full of confidence, did not know whether to sigh in shame, or feel gratified.
With his back facing the Azure Sea Sword that was shooting towards him, Yan Zheng's current situation could really be said to be hanging by a thread. In that moment of panic, his decades of experience once again saved him. With the fastest speed possible, he extended his left hand backwards to meet the bone-piercing sword wind. Immediately, the Azure Sea Sword pierced straight into his palm, and Yan Zheng used this slight recoil to twist his body with all his might, his body rolling to the right once in the air …
With a sizzling sound, the Azure Sea Sword pierced through Yan Zheng's left hand, sticking close to his body as it soared into the sky, leaving behind a trail of scattered blood. Yan Zheng staggered to the ground and raised his left hand, which had a hole in it, his entire body was trembling from the unbearable pain. On the left side of his waist, there was a long gash on his clothes. If the sword had gone in a few more inches, it would have injured his flesh.
He knew that he had lost. The dignified Northern Emperor Sect's commandment elder had actually lost at the hands of a young man who was not even half his age. Not to mention whether he could personally accept this defeat, this was a great blow to the supreme, untouchable and invincible image of the Northern Emperor Sect.
Even if he surrendered now, it wouldn't be the end of it. For a pure and kind person to have such a strong killing intent, it must be because the other party had violated a great taboo, and it could be said that he would not rest until the other party was dead. To the current Chu Jingtian, he no longer cared whether this was a competition or a Demon Martial Conference.
"Sword God Technique — Seven Seals, Seven Kills!"
A low voice spilled out from Chu Jingtian's mouth, and the Azure Sea Sword once again descended from the sky … Unlike the straight-line thrust of "Furious Flying Dragon", and unlike the vertical and horizontal thrust of "Heaven's Path", "Seven Seals, Seven Kills" relied on the orderly "chaos" word. It used the seemingly chaotic sword force to lock down the direction of the target, and then stabbed out explosively. Once entangled by "Seven Seals, Seven Kills", it would be difficult to escape. The only thing one could do was to dodge and block, and there would be no chance for a counterattack.
If the one facing Chu Jingtian was Cold Cliffs, facing the "Seven Seals, Seven Kills" that even he could not escape from, he would immediately use his fastest speed to escape a hundred meters away. That was a distance that Chu Jingtian's Imperial Sword could not reach. Then, he would use his aura concealment ability to quietly return, and find an opportunity to deal a killing blow to Chu Jingtian. The wounds on Chu Jingtian's body were left because of this. Because of this, although his strength was far greater than Cold Cliffs's, if they were to truly fight with their lives on the line and not face to face, it was more likely that Chu Jingtian would die at the hands of Cold Cliffs.
As soon as the "Seven Seals, Seven Kills" was used, Yan Zheng's vision blurred. All around him were swaying blue sword silhouettes, and the large and small Sword Qis cut at his body with a soft whistling sound. With his left hand pierced, Yan Zheng, who was distracted by the intense pain, had already subconsciously become afraid of this blue sword silhouette. He did not dare to block it, and quickly retreated. However, just as he took a step back, the sword silhouettes in front, left, and right disappeared at the same time. Suddenly, a cold feeling came from behind him. Shocked, he suddenly crouched down. That terrifying blue light was almost touching his scalp, brushing past with a gust of cold wind, causing him to break out in a cold sweat. He gritted his teeth, ignoring the intense pain coming from his left hand, and focused his mind to deal with the sword silhouette in front of him. In his heart, he even had the thought of admitting defeat to escape.
At the hands of Chu Jingtian, he had been completely defeated. In the first exchange of blows, he was forced to retreat by his sword, and now he was entangled by the Azure Sea Sword to the point where even getting close to Chu Jingtian was an extravagant hope. In his life, he had fought countless sword experts, and among them, there was no lack of experts who could control swords. However, only today, did he truly understand what it was to control a sword. Only now did he know how terrifying it was. Whether it was power or restraining ability, it made him feel powerless. Gradually, he began to feel fear and retreat.
Chi … A new bloody groove appeared on Yan Zheng's right arm.
Chi … The back of Yan Zheng's neck was cut, and blood slowly seeped out.
Chi … Another wound appeared on his right leg.
Chi …
Chi …
… …
… …
The other three elders of the Northern Emperor Sect all had dark faces, but they resisted the urge to make a sound, and did not move. Elder Xi, who had the highest level of cultivation, had been defeated by a young man. They already felt that they had lost all face. If they shouted out or tried to stop it … then wouldn't they, the great Northern Emperor Sect, become a laughingstock!
The Northern Emperor Sect, as the guide and witness of this competition, had only joined the competition to open the curtains. They had never thought that they would continue to win … but they also should not have been defeated by the hands of an unknown young man. This was an unexpected variable that was difficult for them to accept.
Yan Zheng was already heavily injured, but he was destined not to admit defeat and beg for mercy … because he had just destroyed this person's partner with a heavy blow, and had boasted that life and death were normal in the competition. However, Chu Jingtian obviously hated him to the core, and completely disregarded whether he was a member of the Northern Emperor Sect. Anyone could see that he wanted to kill Yan Zheng. Yan Zheng could die, but he could not surrender, and sully the reputation of the Northern Emperor Sect that had lasted for thousands of years.
The experts in the field all stared in shock at Yan Zheng, who had already been tightly entangled by the dancing Azure Sea Sword. His left hand was heavily injured, and he had no time to pay attention to it. His body was already covered with more than ten newly added blood grooves, and his movements, were clearly becoming slower and slower. However, the Azure Sea Sword's momentum did not show any signs of weakening. Dazzling sword shadows interweaved around him, and from time to time left bloody grooves on his body.
Rip!!
The sound of leather being torn could be heard. Amidst the shadow of the sword, a blue light shot out again. This time, it was different from the previous attempt to cut Yan Zheng's neck. This time, it went straight for Yan Zheng's heart. Even its speed was much faster. Yan Zheng abruptly turned his body, but his body's agility and reflexes were no longer normal. Although he avoided being hit in a vital spot, his shoulder was still pierced by the Azure Sea Sword. It went in from the front and came out from the back, breaking his shoulder blade and piercing through his heart.
Yan Zheng, who was enduring great pain, reached out with his right hand at lightning speed and grabbed the hilt of the Azure Sea Sword. With a muffled roar, he pulled the Azure Sea Sword out of his shoulder. The clothes on his shoulder were instantly dyed red with blood.
Chu Jingtian did not panic at all even though the Azure Sea Sword had been snatched away. His eyebrows sank, and he swung both hands.
A force as heavy as a mountain came from Yan Zheng's hands, tugging at the Azure Sea Sword that he held in a death grip. Yan Zheng forcefully endured the intense pain and gathered all of his strength in his right hand, not letting the Azure Sea Sword escape his control. At the same time, he quickly approached Chu Cang Ming.
Fine beads of sweat had already appeared on Chu Jingtian's forehead. It was common knowledge in the cultivation world that one would expend a great deal of energy when using a sword. He reached out with both hands and poured all of his strength into the Azure Sea Sword, not holding back a single bit. "Sword God Technique — Soundless Sword Howl!"
Clang!!
The Azure Sea Sword suddenly glowed with blue light. There was a soft hum, but it produced an astonishing explosion of energy. Yan Zheng's body was abruptly sent flying. His originally intact right hand was now a bloody mess. The Azure Sea Sword had also left his grasp. One was to control a sword through the air, the other was to use all of one's strength to hold the sword firmly in one's hand. The former was extremely difficult and drained many times more energy than the latter, but Yan Zheng had still lost. In the hands of Chu Jingtian, he was utterly defeated.
Chu Jingtian did not show any signs of stopping. The Azure Sea Sword soared into the sky under his control and floated silently in the air. Amidst the silence, an astonishing sword qi that came out of nowhere surged down like a raging gale. It enveloped the entire Starfall Cliff, causing the expressions of all the experts present to change.
"Sword God Formation — Nirvana Death Ray!!"
He did not say any unnecessary words, nor did he show any unnecessary anger or expression. However, his actions let everyone know just how serious he was about killing them.
In the blink of an eye, the Azure Sea Sword in the sky transformed into dozens, then hundreds of blue sword shadows. However, these sword shadows were not simple illusions. Instead, all of them released a sharp sword Qi that sent chills down one's spine. Their strength and sharpness made the hearts of these experts who stood at the peak of MCMAU tremble. If one of them was already so powerful, if all of them were to attack a single person …
And these sword shadows that released a shocking and sharp aura all locked onto a single person … Yan Zheng felt as if thousands of sharp blades were pressed against his throat at the same time. When these hundred sword shadows appeared, he could smell the scent of death.
Back then, Sword God Chu Cang Ming had used this "Nirvana Death Ray" technique from the "Sword God Formation" to summon an endless sky full of sword shadows. The aura of death enveloped the land and scared off the hundreds of thousands of Great Wind Country's soldiers who had arrived at the city gates. Now that this terrifying technique had appeared before their eyes, they felt the endless shock and fear that they had felt in the Great Wind Country all those years ago. Although this could not be compared to Chu Cang Ming's sky full of sword shadows, he was still only in his twenties!
No one doubted that Yan Zheng, who had been repeatedly injured, did not have the ability to block this earth-shattering attack … However, if he really killed Yan Zheng, it would be equivalent to completely offending the Northern Emperor Sect. This would be an extremely bad situation for this genius swordsman.
"So this blockhead is actually this powerful." Yan Gongluo's bright black eyes widened as he stared unblinkingly at the sky covered by the sword shadows. His pink lips opened exaggeratedly.
"I originally thought that I had a good understanding of his strength. Only now do I realize that I have underestimated him. Not only is the depth of his skills not below mine, his attainments in swordsmanship are even more shocking. I don't know what realm Sword God Chu Cang Ming is at now, but based on his performance today, it won't be long before he becomes the next Sword God. Although I have the bloodline of the Northern Emperor, I can only concede defeat. His appearance is not shocking, and he seems to have no strong points, but he is a true genius. "Yan Gongluo also stared at the sky, feeling the shocking aura, and said in a very low voice.
The three old men who came with Yan Zheng could no longer sit still, and all wanted to rush forward. Only Yan Xi Ming's face was calm, and he said in a low voice: "Don't forget the rules of the Tianchen Magic Conference."
Hearing this, the three old men controlled their emotions and clenched their fists.
If Yan Zheng did not destroy Cold Cliffs, he would only lose to Chu Jingtian in this battle. Why would Chu Jingtian want to kill him? And now, even if Yan Zheng disregarded the face of the Northern Emperor Sect and admitted defeat, Chu Jingtian would still do his best to kill him. Because, he had destroyed his comrade!
Yan Zheng was now almost completely covered in blood, and the wounds on his body cracked open again under the invisible aura. His body fell to the ground, and under the pressure of the aura, he did not have the strength to get up. He could only stare at the sword shadows that filled the sky like the scythe of the Grim Reaper.
Chu Jingtian lowered his arm, and the sword shadows moved slightly, all slanting towards Yan Zheng's direction, and the wind and clouds changed. As long as these sword shadows fell, Yan Zheng would definitely die … In the silence, no one made a sound, and no one came out to stop it. They all watched with complicated expressions …
"… Give … him … to … me …"
A cold, low voice that contained endless hatred, endless pain and endless killing intent slowly sounded out, like the low voice of a demon from hell. A cold wind blew past, causing everyone to shiver. They could smell the scent of blood in the wind.
Following the sound, an incomparably shocking wave of air swept over. The experts who were shocked by Chu Jingtian's "Nirvana Death Ray" changed their expressions again. Killing intent — Killing intent was invisible, but this killing intent that came out of nowhere made them feel as if thousands of sharp blades were cutting into their faces, and as if thousands of heavy stone slabs were pressing down on their chests, making it difficult for them to breathe.
Countless flickering gazes turned towards the edge of the cliff … the source of the voice.
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