Immortal Martial Immortal

Chapter 138

After a while, Tian Yuanhao raised his head and looked at Qingcheng with a little cold eyes.

"I didn't expect you to be so strong. I underestimated you."

Qing Cheng smiled and didn't speak, and he didn't care much about Tian Yuanhao's words.

"I'm going to be serious," Tian Yuanhao seemed to be talking to himself.

Tian Yuanhao held the sword in his hand, looked at it as if he was looking at his lover, his eyes were blurred, but with a murderous intent.

Qingcheng's heart moved, and he felt Tian Yuanhao's momentum rise and his brows frowned slightly.

"Extreme Kendo!"

Tian Yuanhao's whole body turned into a stream of light, the tip of his sword pointed at Qing Cheng, and Tian Yuanhao's whole body was full of sword energy.

"This is the ultimate swordsmanship, one of the unique skills of the Wuji sect."

"Tian Yuanhao has learned the way of extreme swordsmanship, it seems that Tian Yuanhao is the next Wuji real person"

Some of the unique skills of the Wuji Sect are passed on to the future successors of the Wuji Sect, and Ji Jian Dao is one of them. If you learn this sword art, it means that you are the future successor of the Wuji Sect.

Now that Tian Yuanhao is using extreme swordsmanship, the implications are obvious.

Qing Cheng's footwork made nine turns, and the extremely chaotic sword energy could not hurt him at all.

But at this moment, Tian Yuanhao's sword tip blocked all of Qing Cheng's blind spots, and Qing Cheng couldn't dodge it for a while, so he had to parry.

"Nine Yin White Bone Claws"

"boom!"

The snow-white bone claws collided with the sword, and Qing Cheng flew out like a kite.

Qingcheng rolled back and forth on the ground a few times, and after slowly stabilizing, he squatted up, his face as pale as a piece of paper, and then spit out a mouthful of red blood from the corner of his mouth.

"Chen Yi really isn't Tian Yuanhao's opponent."

"Who made Tian Yuanhao have the unique knowledge of Wuji sect, and his talent is not bad?"

"Tian Yuanhao deserves to be the No.1 among the younger generation in Yuexi Territory"

Since Qing Cheng hadn't fully healed from the injury just now, and now he was fighting Tian Yuanhao again, his internal injuries became more and more severe.

Tian Yuanhao looked at Qing Cheng indifferently and said, "You are not my opponent"

Qing Cheng stood up and stretched his body, smiled and said, "That's not necessarily the case."

"I know you still have a martial skill. It is said that it is very powerful. I really want to see it."

"as you wish"

After Qing Cheng finished speaking, his entire arm turned golden, his feet moved quickly, and he rushed towards Tian Yuanhao.

Even though Tian Yuanhao knew that Qingcheng's footwork was extremely fast, he couldn't help being secretly surprised when he saw the afterimage shaking in front of him at this moment, and quickly stabilized his mind.

"Promise Imperial Sword Technique!"

Flying swords can kill thousands of miles away. Yujianshu has been the most powerful skill in swordsmanship since ancient times. Wujizong's Yujianshu is also very good. Generally, disciples who have reached the Jindan stage are qualified to practice Yujianshu, but this Wuji However, not everyone can practice swordsmanship.

Wuji Yujianshu is an advanced spiritual level Yujianshu, and Tian Yuanhao has already practiced to the realm of Xiaocheng.

I saw Qingcheng moving like a teleport, with a light wave of his arm.

Everyone saw a golden light slashing down, Tian Yuanhao's sword control skills are also very good, the sword energy has the aura of Ruijin, it is obvious that Tian Yuanhao transformed the true energy in his body into golden true energy.

But Qing Cheng's internal force is really domineering, wild and unrestrained. For the first time, Qing Cheng feels that his internal force has a fatal flaw, that is, it is not agile enough.

"Click"

Tian Yuanhao seemed to be out of strength, standing on the spot, the sword in his hand was broken, his face was a little hesitant, and he couldn't believe it.

Qing Cheng's face was not good-looking, but there was still a smile on the corner of his mouth.

"Chen Yi actually stopped just now."

"What a terrifying martial skill, I seem to have seen a golden-winged roc"

"I didn't expect Chen Yi to defeat Tian Yuanhao, it's incredible."

Qing Cheng looked at Tian Yuanhao and said, "You lost."

Tian Yuanhao's eyes were dumbfounded. He had always thought that he was the No. 1 of the younger generation in the Western Region, but unexpectedly he was defeated in front of his eyes.

Qing Cheng frowned slightly and looked at Tian Yuanhao in front of him, knowing that he had stepped into a demon, but he could only rely on himself for this kind of thing, and it was difficult for others to help him.

"No, I won't lose, no, I don't believe it"

Tian Yuanhao suddenly picked up the broken sword in his hand, looked at Qing Cheng and shouted, and then saw that the broken sword seemed to be pierced by his true energy.

"Crying Blood Promise Sword Seed Technique!"

Seeing this, some knowledgeable people couldn't help taking a deep breath, and their expressions changed drastically.

Meanwhile, Jie Yuan, Qin Fei, Huan Junya, and Holy Lord Blood River who were fighting at the side all stopped and looked at Tian Yuanhao.

Xu Zijian frowned and said, "I didn't expect Tian Yuanhao to use such a forbidden technique during the competition."

Ren Dong asked suspiciously: "What is the Weeping Blood Promise Sword Art?"

"The Weeping Blood Wuji Sword Art is a forbidden art of the Wuji Sect. Few people have practiced it in the past, because once this method is used, it will consume the original essence and blood in one's body, but within this period of time The strength of the practitioner will increase to a terrifying level. The Wuji Sect has already banned disciples from practicing this kind of magic, but Tian Yuanhao did not expect to practice it," Xu Zijian said slowly.

Ren Dong also frowned slightly, looking at Tian Yuanhao in front of him.

At this moment, Qing Cheng didn't know what happened to Tian Yuanhao, but the oppressive feeling from him was real.

The sword in Tian Yuanhao's hand turned blood red, and he looked extraordinarily alluring. The hair behind him was scattered and fluttered in the wind, and his eyes were filled with endless killing intent.

"Today, the two of us will fight to the death, how about it?" Tian Yuanhao's voice was a little low.

When everyone heard it, they were already in their hearts, and the two were actually going to fight to the death.

"Qingcheng, don't promise him" Taichen shouted hastily.

But it is already late.

Qing Cheng's expression remained unchanged and he said, "Okay."

"Okay, today you and I can't kill you, so you kill me, hahaha" Tian Yuanhao said with a smile.

After speaking, with a sweep of the sword, his eyes paled in an instant. Qingcheng seemed to smell a different feeling from his sword energy, which was very familiar.

"Jianshi, I didn't expect Tian Yuanhao to comprehend Jianshi at this moment." Huan Junya said with a frown.

Xu Zijian said helplessly: "This is a bit bad."

Qin Fei's expression changed, it seemed that if he didn't make a move by himself today, Chen Yi would die, which is a bit regrettable.

At this time, Qing Cheng had already suffered some injuries, so he stretched out a punch to meet Tian Yuanhao's sword energy.

Originally, Qing Cheng's cultivation level was not as good as Tian Yuanhao's, but now he used the Weeping Blood Promise Sword Technique, how could Qing Cheng be able to beat him.

Qing Cheng's chest was split open by a sword. At this time, Qing Cheng's clothes had already been shattered into pieces, and two sword marks appeared on his chest. The first one was left by Qin Fei, and the second one was left by Tian Yuanhao. .

Tian Yuanhao didn't have much true energy anymore, so he could only use some ordinary sword tactics.

Qing Cheng's internal strength was also running low, but the situation was one-sided, and Qing Cheng was powerless to fight.

"Devil's style!"

"Xiaoji Sword Art!"

Qing Cheng was sent flying again, at this time Qing Cheng's body was already covered with scars, and blood flowed all over his body.

The people in the field frowned when they saw this scene. Both of them had their own pride and insisted on it, and neither of them wanted to admit defeat.

At this moment, Tian Yuanhao's eyes were covered with a layer of blood mist, and there was only one thought in his heart, that is, no matter what, he couldn't lose.

Tian Yuanhao jumped towards Qing Cheng with a sword in both hands.

Qing Cheng's body was [-]% Nascent Soul golden bones, very powerful, even if Tian Yuanhao's sword slashed on his body, but did not hurt the fatal part, Qing Cheng still had the strength to fight.

"At this moment, I can only find a flaw in him." Qing Cheng dodged Tian Yuanhao's blow and thought to himself.

The offensive of the two seems to be slowing down, no, it should be Tian Yuanhao's offensive that is slowing down.

But everyone knew that the two were concentrating true energy and spiritual energy, preparing for the final blow. This feeling made people feel suffocated.

"Extreme Kendo!"

Tian Yuanhao seemed to be unable to take it anymore. Before his true energy was fully concentrated, he used his strongest spell, which was mobilized with essence and blood.

This sword, shining red, carried boundless power, and the autumn wind entered, sweeping away everything.

Qingcheng seemed to have become a little small at this moment, like a small boat, swaying.

At this moment, Qingcheng seemed to have an epiphany, but he returned to reality at this moment, but he didn't remember anything, just an impression in his mind.

"Sky Swallow Double Kill Technique Zuo Qingyiyu!"

Clearly, he saw Tian Yuanhao's weakness, which was three inches away from the hilt of his sword, and his breath was unstable.

The two staggered, Qing Cheng squatted down in response, panting heavily, and Tian Yuanhao's sword was stuck in his chest.

Tian Yuanhao's blood-red eyes were blurred. Looking ahead, he felt a little melancholy, a little lonely, and more confused.

I saw that Tian Yuanhao's hair had gradually turned white, and his skin seemed to have dried up.

His body began to age, but changed after a while. Then a gust of wind blew by.

Tian Yuanhao's body turned into a cloud of dust, and drifted away with the air. The silver-white dust drifted away to nowhere, only one piece of clothing remained in place.

Everyone was silent for a while.

Tian Yuanhao ran out of essence and blood, and his body turned into ashes and drifted away. It was because of his character that he refused to admit defeat. In his heart, his soul told him that he could only be number one. This was his pride and everything he had.

If the faith is gone, he would rather die!
(End of this chapter)