These cold needles were densely packed like raindrops, catching people somewhat off-guard. Jiang Cheng hurriedly changed the direction of his sword. The sword light collided with the cold light, giving off an ear-piercing clang.
I didn't think that you could still block my Pear Blossom Torrential Rain!
Ling Yu fanned himself. Wearing a fox fur coat and fanning himself in autumn, this fellow was really pretentious.
Jiang Cheng chuckled. So, this is Pear Blossom Torrential Rain. I thought that this was called Sunflower Treasure Manual!
Finished talking, Jiang Cheng's sword move changed. Broken Sword Stance.
Although the speed of the sword in his hand slowed down significantly, it carried a tremendous force as if it could split apart heaven and earth.
This was the profoundness of the Broken Sword Stance. Dark black spiritual energy condensed on the edge of the sword, forming a sharp and domineering massive sword light. This sword light had a vast momentum. With Jiang Cheng as the center, it formed a powerful pressure that could swallow mountains and rivers and devour the surroundings.
The might of a sword cultivator drew in the spirits of heaven and earth, slaying all things.
This sword strike finally made Ling Yu turn grave.
Somewhat interesting!
He closed his fan and advanced instead of retreating, directly welcoming Jiang Cheng's sword edge. Facing such a horrifying sword, he actually wanted to forcefully resist it.
Among peers, he was too lonely. It had been a long time since he encountered a true opponent.
The fan in his hand directly clashed with the Heaven Cry Sword. This astonishing sword was forcefully resisted by him.
It was just that by the time he rushed over, the battle was already completely over. In just a short few breaths of time, all of the disciples who participated in the battle fell to the ground and wailed, completely losing the ability to fight.
Jiang Cheng did not even see how he made his move.
Leave or be crippled by me, choose yourselves! Ling Yu looked at the wailing disciples on the ground, calm and composed.
In front of the absolute disparity in strength, this group of trial disciples completely lost the thought of resisting. All of them had ashen faces, activating the trial token with unwillingness in their hearts. Their figures turned into streaks of light and were teleported out, leaving behind tokens after teleportation on the ground.
Ling Yu waved his hand, and all of the tokens were sucked into his hand. The tokens gave off a resplendent blue light and fused into a new token. The number on it was 97.
There were still two missing! Ling Yu frowned. Just as he was about to take out his token and merge with it, Jiang Cheng arrived.
The token is mine! Jiang Cheng said.
Ling Yu put away the token and smiled confidently. Alright, I'll give you a chance. As long as you can snatch it, the token is yours!
Seeing that the other party did not take him seriously at all, Jiang Cheng was very displeased. He pulled out the Heaven Cry Sword and stabbed at Ling Yu.
Seven Afterimage Strikes, Swift Sword Style.
Jiang Cheng's figure turned ghostly, and his speed instantly increased. Countless sword images covered the sky as they stabbed at Ling Yu. Every sword shadow was astonishingly fast, dazzling everyone's eyes. They were so fast that the naked eye could not see them clearly.
Ling Yu smiled faintly as he faced the densely packed sword images, and a folding fan appeared in his hand.
With a light wave, countless icy-cold needles shot out.
The cold needles were as dense as raindrops, catching people off guard. Jiang Cheng hurriedly changed the direction of his sword, and the sword light clashed with the cold needles, giving off an ear-piercing clang.
I didn't expect that you can still block my Pear Blossom Torrential Rain!
Ling Yu fanned himself. Wearing a fox fur coat and fanning himself in autumn, this fellow was really pretentious.
Jiang Cheng chuckled. So, this is Pear Blossom Torrential Rain. I thought it was called the Sunflower Treasure Manual!
After saying that, Jiang Cheng changed his sword move, Broken Sword Style.
Although the speed of the sword in his hand slowed down significantly, it carried a tremendous force as if it could split apart heaven and earth.
This was the profoundness of the Broken Sword Style. Dark black spiritual energy gathered on the edge of the sword, forming a sharp and domineering sword light. This sword light was vast and imposing. With Jiang Cheng as the center, it formed a powerful pressure that could devour mountains and rivers and devour the surroundings.
The might of a sword cultivator attracted the spirits of heaven and earth and killed all living things.
This sword strike finally made Ling Yu turn grave.
Interesting!
He closed his fan and didn't retreat. Instead, he advanced and directly faced Jiang Cheng's sword edge. Facing such a terrifying sword, he actually wanted to face it head-on.
He was too lonely among his peers, and it had been a long time since he had encountered a true opponent.
The fan in his hand clashed with the Heaven Cry Sword, and he forcefully withstood this astonishing sword.
Your sword technique is very interesting! Ling Yu said.
There's something even more interesting!
Jiang Cheng raised his sword and prepared to use the Broken Sword Style again.
Ling Yu smiled. Do you think the same sword move will work on me?
Before he finished speaking, he discovered that this sword move seemed to be different. When he saw that it was two overlapping sword shadows, he couldn't help but exclaim in admiration. What kind of sword technique is this? Two overlapping sword moves?
In the blink of an eye, Jiang Cheng's sword slashed over again, and the fan clashed with the sword light again. The powerful impact nearly made Ling Yu unable to withstand it. His expression changed, and the fan in his hand emitted a green halo as spiritual energy instantly erupted.
It actually made me use the feather fan's power. This sword technique is really mystical! Ling Yu pondered, his expression turning grave.
Jiang Cheng felt a powerful rebounding force, and the Heaven Cry Sword in his hand nearly flew out of his hand.
Indeed, the difference in their cultivation realms was too great. Even if he used the Stacked Sword Style, which exhausted a lot of energy, he still wouldn't be able to break through the cultivation technique's defense. Feeling a little sore in his arm, Jiang Cheng thought to himself that he couldn't fight recklessly with Ling Yu anymore.
Seeing that Ling Yu was about to counterattack, Ling Yu hurriedly changed his sword stance. The heavy sword became lighter, and it instantly became crafty and strange. Countless sword shadows attacked Ling Yu from different directions.
How could Jiang Cheng let Ling Yu take the initiative at such a time? Once he became passive, he wouldn't be able to escape. Offense was the best defense.
Sweeping Sword Style!
The sword left behind countless afterimages in the air. The sword light was sometimes fast and sometimes slow, making it hard for one's eyes to keep up.
Ling Yu moved, dodging Jiang Cheng's strange sword shadows like a cool breeze. He easily dodged the mysterious Sweeping Sword Style, appearing to be at ease.
In terms of speed, you're still far from me … Ling Yu smiled.
However, before he could finish speaking, the smile on his face froze. Just as he saw an opening in Jiang Cheng and was about to counterattack … The sect's Trial Token at his waist was sent flying.
What … Ling Yu was shocked. The opening he had thought was actually a flaw that Jiang Cheng had purposely revealed.
He hadn't expected Jiang Cheng to be so meticulous, as if everything had been within his grasp. What kind of terrifying calculation ability and combat experience was this? Although all this seemed slow, it actually happened in the time it took for a spark to fly off a flint.
This person was too terrifying. Ling Yu didn't want to let his Trial Token be snatched away just like that, so he hurriedly chased after Ling Yu.
How could Jiang Cheng let him do as he wished? He stabbed out with the Swift Sword Style.
Facing another incoming sword shadow, Ling Yu had no choice but to dodge.
The token drew a beautiful arc in the air, and just as it was about to land on the ground, a figure rapidly scuttled out from the bushes and accurately grabbed the token.
He was like a venomous snake lurking in the shadows, waiting for his prey to relax before dealing a fatal blow.
It's you!
Jiang Cheng was stunned. He knew this person. It was Gu Liancheng!
A disciple of the empire's West Branch!
Without any hesitation, Gu Liancheng took out his own token and quickly fused with it. A blue light flashed, and the number on his token changed to 105. You're courting death!
This sudden change infuriated Ling Yu, but it was already too late. Gu Liancheng quickly activated the Trial Token, and with a dazzling teleportation halo, he was teleported out.
With a flash of light, Gu Liancheng appeared on the square stage in the center of the trial valley.
Everyone was focused on the battle between Ling Yu and Jiang Cheng, but no one expected Gu Liancheng to take advantage of the situation. Gaze after gaze looked at Gu Liancheng with strange expressions.
The Heavenly Heart Sect had set the rule that one only needed to collect one hundred Trial Tokens to pass the trial. Luck was also a part of one's strength.
Jiang Cheng had lured the snake out of its hole, and in less than six hours, he had attracted over ninety people to engage in a chaotic battle. Ling Yu, who was at the Origin General Realm, had ended the battle in a single move. This was the difference between an Origin General Realm expert and a Genesis Qi Realm expert. However, no one had expected Gu Liancheng to benefit from it.
His cultivation was at the ninth level of the Genesis Qi Realm. He was not outstanding among the trial disciples, but he had relied on his courage and luck to be the first to pass the trial and become an inner disciple.
This guy was really lucky!
What a despicable guy to steal Ling Yu's token. Many female disciples were indignant.
Why don't I have such good luck!
Luck? To be able to snatch the command medallion from Ling Yu and that youth, was it really just luck?
Everyone fell silent when they heard this. Although they were indignant, they could not help but admire Gu Liancheng's ability. This person's cultivation did not seem to be outstanding, and there was nothing special about him. However, this ordinariness was what made him so terrifying.
No matter where he stood, he would not attract anyone's attention. When he did not make a move, he was like a docile rabbit, but once you ignored him, you would discover that he was actually a poisonous snake when he made a move.
In the clouds above the trial valley, a huge square flag floated in the air. A middle-aged man in daoist robes and a beautiful woman had a square chessboard between them. When Gu Liancheng was teleported out, the daoist robed man let out a soft cry of surprise. This kid's temperament is not bad!
He is just a speculator. If it was based on ability, he might not have as much potential as Ling Yu and that youth. The woman placed the white chess piece in her hand down. Her voice was as pleasant as an oriole's.
Junior sister Luo, this isn't right. Cultivation is like rowing a boat in the sea of bitterness. Ling Yu was a member of the imperial family of the Southern King's Palace. Ordinary people could not compare to him!
This woman was the head of the Orchid Peak, one of the ten great Spirit Peaks of the Tianxin Sect. The man opposite her was the head of the Violet Sun Peak, Zuo Qiuzi.
After hearing Zuo Qiuzi's words, Luo Xianzi shifted her gaze to Jiang Cheng. It was true that Ling Yu was a member of the imperial family of the empire, but what about that youth?
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