Devouring Sword God

Chapter 17 Perfect Swordsmanship
In just a moment, Tang Ruoxue's sword shadow was defeated without any suspense, and the long sword full of gaps flew out of her hand.

In the next moment, the shadow of the Bloodletting Sword flashed past, leaving a trail of bloodstains on Tang Ruoxue's soft and delicate body, and all the splashed blood was greedily absorbed and devoured by the Bloodletting Sword!

To Yi Xiaoyao's surprise, after the Bloodletting Sword devoured the blood, its power seemed to become slightly stronger.

"Why is this happening!"

Tang Ruoxue backed up again and again, gritted her silver teeth, and roared unwillingly.

The uproar of the people around was filled with disappointment towards Tang Ruoxue, which made her, who was proud and extremely concerned about her reputation, blush.

Suddenly, a hint of ruthlessness appeared on Tang Ruoxue's face, and she suddenly covered her mouth, as if she had swallowed something.

Moments later, the momentum of the woman's whole body rose sharply, and the spiritual power in her hand also changed from light blue to dark blue, and the power was several times stronger than before!
On the high platform, Tang Feng was originally overjoyed by Yi Xiaoyao's victory, but when he saw this scene, his anger suddenly ignited.

Immediately, he stared at Tang Long and shouted: "Tang Long, is this how you taught your daughter?"

Tang Long's gaze changed slightly, and he snorted heavily: "Hmph! It's just a pill that increases the concentration of spiritual power, what is it? What's more, there is no rule that prohibits the use of pills."

Xu Jin and Elder Ge also frowned at Mei Han, and said, "Elder Mei, it's not in compliance with the rules for your apprentice to take the pill to increase combat power on such an occasion."

Mei Han herself also frowned deeply. Although Tang Ruoxue didn't have a formal apprenticeship, she was her chosen one after all.

Even if she couldn't hold back her face, she couldn't say anything.

Xu Jin and Elder Ge shook their heads helplessly.

"Hey! If it's an upright fight, then Yi Xiaoyao will definitely win! What a pity!"

"Tang Ruoxue's cultivation base is higher than Yi Xiaoyao's. Now that he has taken the elixir that condenses spiritual power, Yi Xiaoyao's domineering spiritual power will no longer be effective. It seems that Tang Ruoxue will win."

"Yi Xiaoyao really has no chance to win..."

Not only these big figures of the sect, but even the elders of Tangjiabao have already taken Yi Xiaoyao with admiration.

However, once Yi Xiaoyao loses, the position of Castle Lord will be lost.

The most important thing about the position of castle master is not reputation or status, but resources!

Once you become the owner of the castle, you can get a lot of training resources.

And Tang Ruoxue naturally knew this, so even if swallowing pills was despised, she still wanted to win!

At this moment, Tang Ruoxue's spiritual power and concentration were astonishingly strong, she raised her hand and grabbed back the fallen long sword.

With a whoosh, the extremely strong spiritual power instantly wrapped the long sword into a blue lightsaber, bursting out with a layer of fierce and majestic sword intent.

From these superficial phenomena alone, it is enough to see that Tang Ruoxue's fighting power in the future is no longer comparable to before.

"Huh? What did she just take, and her spiritual power suddenly improved qualitatively?"

Yi Xiaoyao's complexion became serious, and he said, "If you do this, it will only make me look down on you even more!"

"Hehe, look down on me? Wait until I defeat you, trample you under my feet, and see if you will say such things again!" Tang Ruoxue sneered indifferently.

Yi Xiaoyao's eyes were serious: "Beat me? You don't have the qualifications! Because of you, you have already lost! Next, I will make you completely defeated!"

Tang Ruoxue suddenly remembered the embarrassment of the previous two moves, and her eyes were stern.

"Seven overlapping swordsmanship! You bastard Yi Xiaoyao, you are defeated!"

I saw Tang Ruoxue's wrists trembled, and the sword sounded crisply, and the phantom on the sword moved in succession, and instantly unleashed six swords!

Immediately afterwards, under the eruption of spiritual power, another sword was struck, the seventh sword!
Everyone on the school field exclaimed, when Tang Ruoxue performed this sword technique before, she only used six swords, but now that she has used the seventh sword, it means that she has reached the perfect level.

Not only that, but the blue spiritual power behind him was all injected into the sword shadow, and the mighty aura was even more frightening.

The overlapping meanings add up, and one sword contains the power of seven swords!Cut down!

"Tang Ruoxue can erupt this level of power, there is no suspense." Everyone had such thoughts in their hearts.

How could Yi Xiaoyao dare to underestimate him, the Flowing Light Sword Technique in his hand was used to the limit, and the shadow of the blood sword directly enveloped the oncoming sword.

"Cang! Cang! Cang..."

With several golden and iron symphonies, Yi Xiaoyao poured out his spiritual power with all his strength, and used his spiritual power to devour the spiritual power on the opponent's sword.

However, after Tang Ruoxue's spiritual power greatly increased, the engulfment and destruction in Youhei's spiritual power were directly suppressed.

Deng Deng Deng!
Yi Xiaoyao couldn't hold back any longer, he retreated hastily, and only stopped his retreat by thrusting his sword into the ground.

On the other hand, Tang Ruoxue pointed her sword at Yi Xiaoyao, with a strong expression of pride on her face.

"How is it? Yi Xiaoyao, don't you like to point out my flaws and shortcomings? Now seeing my perfect seven-fold swordsmanship, why are you dumb?"

When Tang Ruoxue thought of Yi Xiaoyao's words of "too slow, too weak, full of flaws" before, she gritted her teeth with hatred.

So she wanted to take the opportunity to taunt, she wanted to see Yi Xiaoyao's ugly face!
It's a pity that Yi Xiaoyao didn't do what she wished, and his face was still expressionless, even with a hint of disdain at the corner of his mouth.

"How dare you call yourself perfect? ​​Ridiculous!"

The next moment, Yi Xiaoyao suddenly pulled out the Bloodbath Sword from the ground, and the dark spiritual power climbed up, as if blessed to the soul, and his eyes burst out in vain.

Misoo miso miso miso miso!
The bloodbath sword turned into a sword shadow, the sword sounded seven times in a row, and suddenly cut seven times in a row!
"Seven overlapping swordsmanship!"

Everyone exclaimed in unison, what they exclaimed was no longer that Yi Xiaoyao knew this sword technique, but that Yi Xiaoyao could stack seven swords so freely!
Even after taking the pill, Tang Ruoxue could only stack six swords in one breath before being able to stack the seventh sword.

Tang Ruoxue discovered this, which made her arrogance frustrated again.

"So what if you can stack seven swords! My spiritual power is no longer something you can resist!"

After finishing speaking, the woman came with a murderous look and swung her sword.

Yi Xiaoyao sneered: "You think your seven-fold swordsmanship has reached perfection, I want you to know how ridiculous this is!"

Facing Tang Ruoxue's menacing force, the bleeding sword uttered another sword cry.

"The eighth sword! The eighth sword was actually stacked!"

Even the big shots on the high platform exclaimed.

You know, seven stacked swordsmanship can only stack up to seven swords, but Yi Xiaoyao has broken through this limit!
But it's not over yet.

Just when Tang Ruoxue's frightened eyes were less than a foot away from Yi Xiaoyao, and the sword's edge had arrived, the ninth sword sound rang out!

Ninth sword!
"This! That's called perfect swordsmanship!"

Yi Xiaoyao yelled loudly at Tang Ruoxue in front of him, and the bloodbath sword trembling with the meaning of nine overlaps, the dark spiritual power ignited the blade, and the power of destruction surged, and the sword suddenly slashed out!
Two sword lights of different colors flashed and merged.

chap!
However, this time it was not the symphony of gold and iron as before, but a crisp sound of iron being cut.

The bloody light and shadow of the Bloodletting Sword cut across, and the sword in Tang Ruoxue's hand was cut into two instantly!

The power of the nine swords in one made Tang Ruoxue, who was holding the short sword, trembled so much that she couldn't even hold the hilt of the sword, and she just threw it out.

The next moment, Yi Xiaoyao's sword in his hand continued to lose momentum, and it suddenly fell towards Tang Ruoxue's neck.

Ding!
The sword's edge was only a hair away from the snow-white and delicate skin, but it stopped.

A strand of broken hair slipped down.

"You are defeated!" Yi Xiaoyao said calmly.

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