5000 years of urban cultivation

Chapter 278 The Thirteen Swordsmanship, Great Destruction!

Jiang Ling self-mutilated his soul with a finger, successfully arousing the seal in the soul, and the ancient emperor's prestige instantly dispersed.

Affected by the sword intent of the man with the sword on his back, Jiang Ling also had a monstrous sword intent in his body, and this aura instantly overwhelmed the man with the sword on his back.

The sword intent he was so proud of was actually overshadowed, and his aura in front of Jiang Ling was almost vulnerable.

"No way."

The eyes of the man with the sword on his back fluctuated violently, looking up at Jiang Ling, his heart was shaking.

Until this time, the aura in Jiang Ling's body was still soaring, and it seemed that there would never be an end.

"Whoa."

The festive red robe on his body moved automatically without wind, and was blown by the energy in his body.

At this moment, the aura overwhelmed the sky and suppressed the man with the sword on his back. Jiangling at this moment was the focus of the audience.

Even Sikong Nihong was oppressed by Jiang Ling's breath and felt that his breathing was not smooth.

Could this be the seal in Jiangling's soul?
Sikong Nihong's eyes fluctuated, remembering the terrifying aura he felt during the fusion of souls.

The black-robed Sikong Nihong didn't make a sound, and merged with the red-robed Sikong Nihong, watching silently.

She originally looked down on Jiang Ling, but Jiang Ling brought miracles time and time again, which changed her a little bit, and this time Jiang Ling's performance was really domineering, which brought a huge shock to her.

Oh, it's all about showing off.

Sensing a slight change in his heart, the black-robed Sikong Nihong quickly came to his senses and sneered in his heart.

"Clang clang clang..."

The bronze sword above Jiang Ling's head trembled violently, and the impact of the trembling alone stirred up waves in the space.

"Okay, strong, very strong, great."

After a short period of shock, the man with the sword on his back was full of enthusiasm in his eyes.

Finally, there was an opponent who could make him feel frightened, and Dugu Tianxia finally found an opponent!

The corner of his mouth raised slightly to show a smile, I hope you won't let me down.

At this moment, the bronze sword suspended in the air split apart rapidly, covering the entire Sikong Empire in the blink of an eye.

For a while, even sunlight was hard to come in, and at least half of the Sikong Empire was in darkness.

"Om."

Jiang Ling's hair trembled in the wind, and a sword mark appeared between his brows, shining bright white light.

After the dusty aura in his soul recovered, Jiang Ling lost control of his body and could only feel what happened outside.

At this time, Jiang Ling's face was majestic, with no expression on his face, and he stood proudly with his hands behind his back, like a nine-day emperor, his aura changed instantly, becoming elegant and dusty.

This is an aura that the Dark Eternal Night King in Jiang Ling's body does not have. The two are diametrically opposite auras.

"Heaven and man are one, I am the sword intent, and the sword intent is me." The man with the sword on his back shrank his pupils.

He is a sword idiot, and he can tell Jiang Ling's state at this time with just one glance.

"call."

At the same time, Jiang Ling calmly raised his foot and took a step forward.

In an instant, overwhelming sword energy swept out, blasting madly at the man with the sword on his back.

In just a split second, all the sword energy in the air was aimed at the man with the sword on his back, splitting and fissioning, and violently swept over.

At this moment, everyone's eyes were full of sword light, full of raging sword energy.

Even the solid space was vented by the sword energy, causing black cracks to appear.

Faced with this powerful blow, the man with the sword on his back didn't dare to be negligent, and slapped the sword box hard, and then, the sword box opened partly automatically, revealing two swords with a long and a short cold light.

"go."

The man with the sword on his back waved his big hand, and the two swords, one long and one short, turned into long rainbows, and they shot towards the distance at high speed, blasting towards the sky full of bronze sword energy.

"Roar!"

The two swords moved between them, driving the airflow and vaguely forming the phantoms of two huge prehistoric beasts.

This is the collision between the sky-filled sword energy and two prehistoric behemoths.

The crowd of onlookers all held their breath, nervously waiting for the result of the battle.

With a shocking "boom", the two sides collided fiercely, the center of the collision collapsed and sank on the spot, and a hole appeared in the void.

No matter how strong the space is, it can't withstand such a monstrous collision.

The sharp Jin Ming sounded endlessly, and the two sides stood in a stalemate for half a minute. The man with the sword on his back and Jiang Ling were like two suns bursting with energy at the same time.

As people waited and watched, the bronze sword energy that covered the sky and the sun quickly disintegrated, even if it was shattered by the man with the sword on his back, it could be condensed immediately.

But the strength of the man with the sword on his back was exhausted and he could not regenerate. Under the ebb and flow, Jiang Ling immediately gained the upper hand.

"Shhhhhh."

There was a dense sound of piercing through the air, and the steady stream of bronze sword energy shook the sword weapon of the man with the sword flying, and rushed to him with the momentum of destroying everything.

In an instant, endless sword light reflected in the eyes of the man with the sword on his back.

Facing the blow that would kill him, the man with the sword on his back had a heavy expression on his face, and his hands moved continuously to form sword marks one by one.

"Om."

A small sword energy barrier manifested in front of him.

The next moment, the bronze sword energy poured out like a gust of wind and rain, and all blasted on the sword energy barrier.

"One word sword formula, Tianyi."

The man with the sword on his back calmly summoned back two swords, one long and one short, his gestures changed rapidly, forming a mysterious handprint, pointing his finger on the barrier of sword energy.

Immediately, the killing intent in the two swords ran wild, trembling and blending into the sword energy barrier, spinning rapidly to prop up the barrier, continuously shattering the bronze sword energy.

This is a shocking fight between sword repairers, with gorgeous moves and extremely lethal power, it is simply a shocking audio-visual feast.

Sikong Ye was also shocked, Jiang Ling's explosive strength was beyond imagination, at least Sikong Ye, who was in the Dongxu stage, did not dare to say that he could easily take Jiang Ling's move.

"The gap is getting bigger and bigger." Ye Mantian watched from a distance, feeling powerless in his heart.

After killing the god, another poor fellow appeared.

Moreover, the Immortal Master who lives in the sea of ​​knowledge of Ye Mantian is also full of helplessness.

The speed of Jiangling's development is already beyond imagination.

No one spoke in the audience, and they all watched the battle with bated breath. Fighting at this level was beyond their understanding. Even Sikong Nihong was seriously injured by one move.

Jiang Ling and the man with the sword on his back, one attacked and the other defended, the entire Sikong Empire was shaken.

The muffled sound of the collision spread to every corner, shocking people's hearts.

Under the stalemate of the two sides' sword qi, Jiang Ling stepped forward again, and the sword's aura suddenly surged, and instantly shattered the barrier in front of the man with the sword on his back.

how come!
The pupils of the man with the sword on his back trembled, before he had time to open the sword box with his hands, he shook his body quickly.

The sword box popped open automatically, and a large variety of sword weapons flew out, including short swords, daggers, throwing knives, long swords, folding swords and so on.

The shape of all swords is unique, and the breath on each sword is also different.

The man with the sword on his back had wild eyes, and he was actually forced into this situation, not bad!

He smiled maniacally.

One word sword formula, heaven, earth, people, gods and ghosts!

In an instant, all the swords automatically hovered around him, like stars with different moving trajectories, tightly guarding him in the center.

All the sword weapons exploded with power at the same time, instantly shattering the bronze sword energy that filled the sky.

"hiss."

This move made Sikong Ye gasp in shock.

Sikong Nihong's face was even more ugly, she was worried about Jiangling.

Jiang Ling's state won't last long, and it will be bad if he fails to deal with the man with the sword within the time limit.

The move of the man with the sword on his back shocked everyone, except Jiang Ling who remained expressionless.

At this time, the shattered bronze sword energy automatically rushed back to Jiang Ling, condensing into a long bronze sword.

Jiang Ling pointed at the man with the sword on his back.

The bronze long sword paused for a moment, then flew out with a bang, swinging across Kyushu.

"boom."

The man with the sword on his back grabbed two of the swords around him, and went forward with the other swords, blocking Jiang Ling's move.

But this is just the beginning.

Jiang Ling stretched out his finger again, and the breath on the bronze sword suddenly increased, and it split into countless sword shadows, surrounding the man with the sword on his back.

Jiang Ling's consciousness was immersed in the sea of ​​knowledge, and he was stunned by his own changes.

Others may not know, but he himself knows best.

At this moment, Jiang Ling is using the strongest sword move "Sword Thirteen".

In such a short few seconds, Jiang Ling had uncontrollably used the eighth form, and the power was getting stronger and stronger, and it became more and more difficult for the man with the sword to resist.

Every move Jiang Ling made was a bit stronger than before, and the sword moves were like a surging river, continuous and endless.

"puff."

After No.12, the chest of the man with the sword on his back was pierced, and he spit out a mouthful of blood.

"Om."

In the next second, before he had time to catch his breath, the world suddenly dimmed, and a chilling atmosphere swept across.

"This, this!" The expression of the man with the sword on his back changed wildly, and he was surrounded by a strong death crisis.

Suddenly, a cold light burst out like a flame.

Sword Thirteen Ultimate Forms!

(End of this chapter)