"The Holy Son is indeed the Holy Son. This is just the beginning. Ling Xiao is really unlucky. Once the Tian Ji Sword Art is used, Ling Xiao will definitely be defeated! "
Ling Xiao had heard of the Tian Ji Sword Art and the Tian Ji Martial Soul.
However, he didn't care.
Although the Tian Ji Martial Soul was powerful, it was only rumored to be a substitute for the Mountain River Martial Soul.
Its power was less than one ten-thousandth of the Mountain River Martial Soul. At most, it could only reach the level of twelve Immortal Souls. It couldn't even reach the level of nine Dragon Souls.
The reason why such a Martial Soul was created was probably because the Human King was worried that his descendants wouldn't be able to inherit the Mountain River Martial Soul. Therefore, he made it out of kindness.
It was truly fortunate to have a good ancestor. This was not a lie.
He didn't care, but the disciples of the Heavenly King Sect and the disciples of the Sacred Dynasty were excited.
Even Sikong Zun and Sheng Di nodded proudly, praising Hime Myung-kō's performance.
"Looks like we worried too much!"
Sheng Di laughed.
"That's right. Although the third level of the Tian Ji Sword Art is only equivalent to a Precious Jade Grade Martial Art, if Ling Xiao doesn't have a backup plan, it will definitely be difficult for him to defend against it."
Sikong Zun also nodded with a smile.
Holding the Purple Flash Sword, Ling Xiao's pupils were filled with countless golden inscriptions, constantly flashing.
The Mountain River Martial Soul had already started to analyze the opponent's sword art.
This was the first time Ling Xiao had encountered such a sword art. Therefore, he had to understand it before continuing the battle. Otherwise, it would be a thankless task.
"The Holy Son is indeed the Holy Son. You can even use a Precious Jade Grade Martial Art so casually. This is really admirable!"
Although that was what he said, Ling Xiao's face didn't have the slightest hint of admiration.
He waved the Purple Flash Sword in his hand again, and the sound of thunder continued to resound.
Ling Xiao's entire body seemed to be wrapped in lightning.
Whoosh!
In that instant, a pair of golden dragon wings sprouted from his back, increasing his speed by more than ten times. In the blink of an eye, he was right in front of Hime Myung-kō.
Hime Myung-kō was very fast.
This was an advantage in terms of cultivation. Ling Xiao had to use the golden dragon wings in his tenth dragon form to gain a slight advantage.
Within the electric light of the Purple Flash Sword, there were wisps of flames burning continuously.
The flame was black-gold in color and had the aura of hell. However, other than Ling Xiao, no one else knew about this.
Others could not see it at all.
Hime Myung-kō's frown deepened when she saw Ling Xiao speeding towards her.
Ling Xiao's speed was so fast that it was beyond her expectations. It was not inferior to her speed when she was below the Celestial Realm.
The frown only lasted for a moment. Then, Hime Myung-kō pierced her sword through the air. A strange ball of light formed at the tip of the sword.
"First transformation of the Tian Ji Sword Technique — Sword Cannon!"
Ling Xiao did not know what a Sword Cannon was. However, judging from Hime Myung-kō's attack, the power of this attack was much stronger than ordinary sword qi. It gave people a feeling that they could not block it. It was quite terrifying.
Whoosh!
The ball of light condensed into the size of a fist and flew towards Ling Xiao. It actually spun violently in the air. Around this ball of light, it vaguely formed a spinning air blade. Even the air was cut apart, creating an absolute vacuum.
Before this attack could even get close to Ling Xiao, it had already left countless ravines on the martial arts stage.
"This martial arts stage was built for nothing again."
One of the judges laughed bitterly and helplessly.
The terrifying Sword Cannon was blocked by Ling Xiao's Purple Lightning Sword. It exploded in the air, forming a ball of light that was as dazzling as a miniature sun.
Because he blocked this attack, Ling Xiao's rapidly moving figure clearly paused for a moment. He had no choice but to stop.
At this moment, Hime Myung-kō's attack followed closely behind.
"Sacred Ancestor's Long Fist — Unifying the Mystic World!"
Amidst that clear and delicate shout, Hime Myung-kō actually held a sword in one hand and punched towards Ling Xiao with the other.
Although the current Sacred Ancestor's Long Fist was not as good as it was in the past, when it was executed by Hime Myung-kō, it was still very powerful.
If Ling Xiao was hit by this attack, he would definitely be injured.
If he was injured in a battle with an opponent of equal strength, he would not be far from defeat.
The fist energy enveloped the entire martial arts stage. It was as if the holy image of a human king had appeared in the void. The huge fist smashed down like a meteor, heading straight for Ling Xiao's head.
Ling Xiao's face was still indifferent, but he could not help but feel surprised.
The fact that Hime Myung-kō was able to execute a top-tier gold grade martial art to such an extent was truly admirable.
However, this kind of opponent was even more powerful.
Ling Xiao stomped his foot, and an illusory array pattern appeared on the martial arts stage. Then, he gently stepped aside. The huge fist clearly could have hit him, but it missed.
Even so, the terrifying power still made Ling Xiao's blood boil. His entire body felt uncomfortable, as if he had been hit by something.
This was only the power that leaked out. If he had been hit head-on, it would have been even more uncomfortable.
"You won't get a chance to breathe when fighting me!"
The cold voice rang out again.
"Sword Cannon, Model Two!"
It was the same move, and even the sword cannon was the same. However, Ling Xiao could clearly feel that this so-called Model Two was even more powerful than the previous attack. Its speed was also faster, and it even incorporated the wind attribute's cutting effect.
Because he had grasped Wind Celestial Phenomenon, he was all too familiar with this.
"Good! This time, I really won't dodge! "
Although dodging could reduce the damage to the greatest extent, it still felt very uncomfortable. This was because the energy that leaked out still made Ling Xiao feel pain and discomfort.
It was different if he took it head-on.
As long as he had the same strength, or even stronger strength, then all the damage could be offset.
At that moment, the Purple Lightning Sword in Ling Xiao's hand exploded with energy, as if it had grown a lot in an instant. It released an extremely terrifying energy, causing many of the martial artists in the stands to be shocked.
A black-gold flame finally appeared outside the lightning, wrapping around the Purple Lightning Sword. With an extremely powerful might, it ruthlessly stabbed into Hime Myung-kō's sword cannon.
"Boom!"
The moment the two energies collided, a terrifying explosion of energy erupted.
The sound pierced through the heavens, and a blinding light burst out like a blazing sun, forcing many martial artists to close their eyes.
Otherwise, they would probably go blind.
Hime Myung-kō's eyes were also affected.
However, this only lasted for a moment.
But at this moment, a blue figure shot out from behind the light like a sharp arrow, ruthlessly stabbing into Hime Myung-kō's body.
Hime Myung-kō's eyes were affected, but in the end, her cultivation was still high. In addition to the terrifying perception of her Natural Dragon Soul, she instantly moved ten-some meters away, barely dodging Ling Xiao's savage attack.
Bang!
The blue figure wrapped in lightning pierced through the defensive wall, instantly causing countless cracks to appear on the defensive wall of the martial stage like an eggshell before it shattered.
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