Five thousand meters up in the sky, the sky was blue and the sun was hanging in the sky. Its light was dazzling, scorching, and dazzling, illuminating everything.
On the ten-thousand-meter-high arena, two figures faced each other from a distance.
Xu Qinglin blinked his eyes and his pupils became as sharp as a sword, emitting a cold light. Sword Qi pierced through the void and shot straight into Chen Zong's eyes.
Those who practiced the sword had a sharp aura, and their eyes were as sharp as a sword that had been unsheathed. When combined with a unique technique, they could cultivate the Eye Sword. If the opponent's Spiritual Will was not strong enough, they would be frightened by the Eye Sword. It would be as if they were being cut by the sword, and it would be difficult for them to use their full strength.
The sharper the Eye Sword, the more profound the sword cultivator's understanding and mastery of the Sword Dao. It also meant that the sword cultivator's willpower was stronger.
In most cases, Xu Qinglin's Eye Sword was successful, but it didn't work on Chen Zong.
Xu Qinglin was secretly shocked. He restrained the sharpness in his eyes and waved his right hand, leaving afterimages. His fingers grasped the hilt of his sword and slowly pulled it out of the sheath.
A ray of dazzling blue light rippled out like water. An astonishing chill spread out and swept in all directions. The temperature dropped by more than ten degrees.
The sword was emitting a green light. Its body was very thin and slender. Traces of terrifying power lingered around it.
A Grade Eight Spirit Sword!
It had the strength of an ordinary Transcendent Realm Level Eight.
Basically, the top ten on the Cloud Roll all had Grade Nine Spirit Weapons, while the 11th to 20th had Grade Eight Spirit Weapons that could significantly increase their strength.
The long sword was unsheathed and sword Qi shot out. Then, Xu Qinglin's wrist shook and the sword trembled, leaving behind a blurry illusion as it shot out.
The sword was like an illusory cloud. It was changeable and shockingly sharp.
Chen Zong could tell at a glance that Xu Qinglin also cultivated the Illusory Cloud Way and should only be in the upper part.
The Illusory Cloud Way was the main transformation. If he practiced the sword, he would have the sharpness of a sword.
Chen Zong also cultivated the Illusory Cloud Way and had already mastered the essence of the upper part. Now, he had comprehended most of the essence of the middle part. In terms of attainments in the Illusory Cloud Way, he was better than Xu Qinglin.
The cyan light was as changeable as the clouds, covering Chen Zong from all directions. It was like the fluctuation of clouds and mist, but it also had the sharpness of a sword. It was as if it was going to pierce thousands of holes into Chen Zong's body.
His feet did not move, and his body did not move. The Black Light Sword was unsheathed, and the blade seemed to have disappeared, leaving only a beam of light in the sky.
An extremely ear-piercing sound of metal clashing suddenly rang out, surging through the sky, and ripples spread out like ripples on water.
Xu Qinglin launched dozens and hundreds of attacks with his sword. They surrounded Chen Zong, but were all blocked by Chen Zong's sword.
The sword circle reappeared!
It was as if a large number of pebbles had been thrown into a calm lake, creating countless ripples.
Xu Qinglin was a little surprised that he was unable to break through the sword circle with one strike. However, it was only a little surprise. After all, this strike was just a probing strike.
Xu Qinglin's expression was solemn and his eyes were sharp. A sharp light shot out from his eyes like cold lightning. His aura became even sharper in an instant, as if invisible sword Qi was cutting through the void.
"Kill!"
With a low shout, it was as if the wind and the clouds were surging and the thunder was splitting the sky. The momentum was terrifying.
The green light exploded, bursting out with an incomparably shocking power, bringing along layers upon layers of misty sword shadows. It was difficult to distinguish between the real and the fake, and it was difficult to distinguish between the real and the fake. It was as if the clouds in the sky were constantly changing, yet it was also as sharp as a gust of wind.
The speed of the sword was amazing, and its power was tyrannical and extremely sharp.
Even the disciples who were far away from the arena could feel the terrible power contained in this sword, as if it was going to tear them apart.
What kind of sword pressure would Chen Zong bear the brunt of it?
However, Chen Zong looked indifferent, as if he did not feel the slightest pressure.
Xu Qinglin's extremely fierce sword attack came, but Chen Zong waved his sword and blocked it accurately.
The five-foot-long sword circle still did not break.
Ding! Ding!
Xu Qinglin's spiritual power burst out, and his body seemed to turn into a blue cloud. Countless sword lights burst out, like thousands of clouds falling down, and like a torrential downpour.
Such an attack was much fiercer than Hou Wu's. If it were Hou Wu, he would probably be defeated in less than three breaths.
However, after ten breaths, Chen Zong's five-foot-long sword circle still did not break.
Xu Qinglin's attack became sharper and more powerful, and Chen Zong's figure was swallowed up and disappeared. Only the dense sound that made people's scalp numb kept surging.
Everyone stared at it with their eyes wide open, but they could not see Chen Zong. They did not know whether Chen Zong's unbreakable sword circle had been broken or not.
Thirty breaths!
It lasted for thirty breaths, which showed Xu Qinglin's amazing endurance and terrible attack.
Like a blue cloud surging, it kept changing in the air and retreated quickly.
Xu Qinglin attacked wildly, but he was unable to break through Chen Zong's sword circle. While feeling incomparably shocked, he also recalled that the people who had been defeated by Chen Zong before had been defeated because Chen Zong had grasped a trace of an opening and counterattacked.
Then, he could not give Chen Zong this opportunity.
Taking advantage of the moment before his energy was exhausted, Xu Qinglin immediately retreated and pulled away from Chen Zong, so that Chen Zong could not catch a flaw and immediately counterattack.
In this way, he could regroup and burst out again.
When Xu Qinglin retreated, Chen Zong, who had been motionless, suddenly took a step forward.
His footsteps were unpredictable like clouds, making people feel that he was unfathomable. It was as if he was stepping on clouds without any force and would fall at any time, but he was very stable, making people tremble in fear.
The Black Light Sword broke through the air with a beam of stunning sword light. The sword light was like a rolling white cloud that was unpredictable, and it directly enveloped Xu Qinglin's entire body.
"Illusory Cloud Path …" Xu Qinglin was shocked and hurriedly waved his sword to resist.
However, Chen Zong's Illusory Cloud Path was superior, Chen Zong's Sword Principle was superior, and Chen Zong's attainments in swordsmanship were superior.
In other words, except for his cultivation level, Chen Zong was superior to Xu Qinglin in all other aspects, which was enough to make up for the difference in cultivation level.
Previously, Xu Qinglin only felt that Chen Zong's swordsmanship defense was amazing and difficult to break through. After experiencing it personally, he was even more impressed. The Sword Circle Sword Technique was difficult or even impossible to break through. What he did not expect was that Chen Zong's counterattack was so exquisite that it seemed to be superior to his.
"Platinum Sword Body!"
Xu Qinglin had already cultivated the Platinum Sword Body to the phenomenal success stage. Once he used it, a platinum light immediately covered every part of his body. This platinum aura was not only astonishingly sharp, but also provided a layer of protection for Xu Qinglin to better protect himself.
Once the fifth-grade secret technique, Platinum Sword Body, was used, Xu Qinglin's strength increased significantly. When he counterattacked with his sword, the sword light was dyed with a layer of platinum and became even sharper.
"Illusory Cloud Nine Turns!" With a low shout, the long sword hummed and turned into a platinum cloud. In an instant, it changed nine times. Every time it changed, its aura would be strengthened. After the ninth change, the aura reached its peak, and the sword was chopped down.
It was like a blow from heaven. After the changes reached the peak, it turned complicated into simple, and the sword was majestic.
Chop!
With a roar, it was like a thunderbolt from the Ninth Heaven. The power was extremely terrible, and Xu Qinglin had used up all his strength.
Everyone stared at it with their eyes wide open. The power of this sword had already made the top ten on the last Cloud List feel a little pressure.
Would Chen Zong be able to block this sword?
If he could not block it, it meant that Chen Zong's strength was limited.
If he could block it, it meant that Chen Zong's strength was higher than everyone's guess.
Xia Minglang narrowed his eyes and stared at Chen Zong.
He remembered that back then, he had broken the record and wanted to receive 16,000 contribution points. In the end, someone called Chen Zong beat him to it. Since then, Xia Minglang had remembered the name Chen Zong.
However, as time went by, there was no more news about Chen Zong, and Xia Minglang forgot about him.
More than a year ago, it was said that Chen Zong defeated Xu Ling, who was ranked 70th on the Cloud List, with a single stroke, and even made Xu Ling faint with his aura. Although he was not sure if the news was true or false, this name came into his mind again.
After more than a year, this person did not have any obvious actions, and Xia Minglang forgot about him again.
Now, he had entered the Cloud List with him, and he had won consecutive battles. Furthermore, they were disciples of the same batch. Xia Minglang had to pay attention to him.
Xu Qinglin's strength was very strong. If it were Xia Minglang, he would not have much confidence to defeat him. Xia Minglang also felt great pressure from this sword. He was not completely confident that he could block it.
Then, could Chen Zong block it?
Chen Zong's eyes flashed. This sword was indeed very exquisite. He had mastered the essence of the upper part of the Illusory Cloud Way and created this move, the Illusory Cloud Nine Turns.
One turn, one change, one change, and one change increased the power.
In the last turn, whether it was the aura or the power, it was raised to the extreme.
This sword was exquisite and powerful, but Chen Zong was not afraid.
So far, Chen Zong had only used part of the strength of Qi Refining, and even not all of his strength.
However, the power of this sword was indeed very strong. Chen Zong had to use more strength to deal with it.
Spiritual power surged and burst into the Dark Light Sword. The sword trembled.
The Dark Light Sword was only a third grade spiritual sword. It could no longer keep up with Chen Zong's pace. However, Chen Zong did not dare to use the Nirvana Evil Sword. This was not the Cang Lan World, but the much stronger Lingwu Holy World. There were many Saint Realm powerhouses, and even Great Saint powerhouses. It was difficult to guarantee that they would not be tempted by the Nirvana Evil Sword.
After all, in Chen Zong's opinion, the Nirvana Evil Sword was stronger than the Scarlet Flame Sword. It might even be a saint weapon.
The Nirvana Evil Sword could not be stored in the Storage Ring, so Chen Zong temporarily left it in the Cloud Hall.
As for the Scarlet Flame Sword, it was a half-step saint weapon. It was very powerful. Chen Zong did not want to use it at the moment. Firstly, in the Outer Sect Competition, Chen Zong wanted to rely on his own strength. Unless the opponent was too strong, so strong that he had no choice but to use the Scarlet Flame Sword.
Secondly, the Scarlet Flame Sword was very precious. If he could not use it, he would not use it. As a trump card, he would avoid unnecessary covetousness.
However, if it was only to deal with Xu Qinglin, there was no need to use the Scarlet Flame Sword.
Illusory Cloud Sky Slashing Sword!
This was a peak-grade Spirit grade sword art that Chen Zong had cultivated long ago. He had grasped the true intent of this sword art, and after countless battles and massacres, his Dao of the Sword had improved greatly. The level of this sword art was much higher than before, and it was infinitely close to being a peak-grade Spirit grade sword art.
When this sword was unleashed, it seemed to have a familiar and unique charm. Immediately, many people's eyes lit up.
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