The Supreme Sword (Heaven Defying Sword)

On the ring, Ling Luofeng was stunned. He never expected that Xuantian's strength was so many times stronger than the previous two encounters.

Last time, Ling Luofeng was very confident that he could defeat Xuantian by controlling the monster beast. In fact, it was true. When Xuantian saw the steel-armored monster bull, he did not fight Ling Luofeng, but chose to retreat.

But now, Ling Luofeng only had fear for Xuantian, the sword just now, even the steel armored demon bull with super defensive power, couldn't resist it head-on.

"No, no, Huang Tian hides his cultivation and his strength. What kind of duel is this? It's completely one-sided killing. It's not fair, it's too unfair. Huang Tian, ​​you're playing tricks, you're too shameless. A life-and-death duel doesn’t count, you have to be buried with the sect’s disciples!”

After Hua Tieyi was shocked, he roared immediately, his expression changed, his murderous intent was hidden, his gaze was directed at Xuantian, as if he was about to strike.

Ling Yichen shouted loudly: "Whoever dares to intervene, the old man will kill him. I swear to God, unless I die, otherwise the oath will be fulfilled."

Taking advantage of Ling Yichen's strength, Hua Tieyi was about to make a move, but he didn't dare to make a move, but Chi Dongting didn't speak to stop him, even if he acquiesced, he couldn't back down, and was in a dilemma for a while.

At this time, Zhang Yidao said: "It has been agreed just now that no one is allowed to intervene. Since Tie Kuntu and I have been made witnesses, if anyone breaks the rules, wouldn't they want to slap us in the face?"

Tie Kuntu echoed: "This old man has a bad temper, I'll cramp anyone who dares to slap me in the face."

Seeing Zhang Yidao and Tie Kuntu standing on the side of Tianjianzong, everyone in Lingyunzong's face turned black, Chi Dongting gritted his teeth and said: "In a life-and-death duel, there is no victory or defeat, only life and death, outsiders are not allowed to intervene."

Chi Dongting opened his mouth, Hua Tieyi had a step to go down, although he was unwilling, he could only hold back.

Ling Yunzong is not afraid of offending Tianjianzong, but it is very dangerous to offend Tianjianzong, Shendaomen and Baquan sect at the same time.

On the ring, Ling Luofeng's face paled a lot when he heard the words and knew that the sect had given up on him.

However, his determination was firmer than ordinary people, and his mind quickly stabilized. At this moment, it is better to ask God and Buddha than to ask oneself.

To survive, the only way to win this life-and-death duel is to kill Xuantian.

In a life-and-death duel, there is only life and death, between Xuantian and Ling Luofeng, there must be death.

The 'Chongyue Sword' was shining brightly, and the tip of the sword was lowered to the ground. Xuantian's gaze, like a sharp sword, fell on Ling Luofeng: "Say, what did you do to my juniors and younger sisters? Are they still alive? "

Intangible power surrounded Xuantian, the power of the second-order sword intent formed an invisible aura, distorting the void on the ring.

Ling Luofeng was being devastated by the second-order sword intent all the time.

He can control the spiritual will of monsters, and his own martial arts will is very strong. However, under the attack of the second-order sword intent, it is still difficult to distinguish between reality and reality. The blood in the body has been affected by the sword intent, and the instinctive trembling , uncomfortable self-control.

However, in Ling Luofeng's eyes, there was no despair, but only desire to survive.

"Hehehehe...!" Ling Luofeng suddenly sneered, and said, "Xuantian, do you really think you can kill me? Hehehehe... Use your energy and blood as a guide to play a soul-suppressing song."

As soon as Ling Luofeng's words fell, he slapped his palm on his heart, and with a wow, a big mouthful of thick and sticky heart blood spit out, staining the flute in his hand red.

His face became pale, but he was full of energy, his eyes sparkled, and the blood-red flute moved to his mouth, and a long and gloomy flute sounded suddenly.

An invisible force suddenly appeared along with the sound of the flute, and the power of the second-order sword intent was instantly diluted a lot, and it was not even comparable to the strength of the first-order sword intent.

In Xuantian's heart, he felt even more that a huge mountain was pressing down, suppressing his mental will, and it was difficult to change his mind. It was precisely because of the restraint of the spiritual will that the strength of Xuantian's sword intent was greatly weakened.

Ling Luofeng moved the flute away from his mouth, and the sound of the flute still rang in Xuantian's ears. He laughed and said, "The Soul Requiem Divine Comedy is the supreme profound method of the Beast Sect. The Requiem will never stop. Although I can't play it yet, I use my energy and blood as a guide, consume decades of life, and play it forcibly. I won this battle, Xuantian, your sword intent has no effect on me. When the Requiem enters the center of my eyebrows, I will completely suppress it. Contain your mind, make your mind unable to move, your mind will not move, your body will lose command, let alone move, let's see how you are my opponent, haha...!"

Xuan Tian was the only one who heard the 'Requiem for the Soul', and no one around the arena heard the sound. However, seeing Ling Luofeng speak so loudly, all the warriors of Lingyun Sect turned their sorrow into joy, and their expressions were instantly relieved stand up.

Ling Yichen's expression was a bit dull. Although he believed in Xuantian's strength, the suppression of spiritual thoughts had nothing to do with strength. Without the control of spiritual thoughts, no matter how strong a person's strength could be, he would not be able to display them. A wooden man.

Zhang Yidao and Tie Kuntu sighed in unison: "Ling Luofeng has great luck, has obtained the inheritance of the ancient Beast-Resisting Sect, and as the former number one disciple of the Lingyun Sect, his hidden methods are really not trivial."

After four or five breaths, seeing that Xuantian didn't move, Ling Luofeng secretly said: "With the terrifying power of the Divine Comedy, Huang Tian's mental will should be suppressed, hmph, without the mental will to control the body, You are just a wooden man, let me see how I torture you to death."

After thinking about it, Ling Luofeng took the flute and played it again. The dim eyes of the third-level overlord monster, the Steel Armored Monster Bull, suddenly revealed a fierce light, looked at Xuantian, and rushed away.

The double horns of the steel-armored demon bull, which are comparable to a medium-level mysterious treasure, drew two piercing rays of light in the void. The powerful energy burst out from the body of the steel-armored demon bull and shot forward. In front of the two horns, Condensed into a pair, phantom shadows with horns comparable to sword glows.

The corner of Ling Luofeng's mouth curled up, revealing a cruel smile: "Huang Tian, ​​was crushed to pieces by the steel armored bull!"

However, Ling Luofeng's raised lips suddenly sank, and his eyes instantly turned into shock.

Seeing Xuantian's figure flashed suddenly, a dazzling flaming sword burst out in an instant.

Although the speed of the steel-armored demon ox was fast, it was only a straight-line distance, and Xuan Tian, ​​who was good at speed, braked quietly to dodge the attack of the steel-armored monster with ease.

And, at the same time of dodging, he counterattacked with a sword, and the 'Epee Sword' went from bottom to top, and slashed the lower neck of the steel-armored demon bull.

Ling Luofeng's face was instantly horrified, and his eyes couldn't believe it: How is it possible? The soul-suppressing Divine Comedy is the supreme mystery of the Beast Sect. Although the power I play is only the smallest, even if it is a master in the late stage of the Xiantian Realm, if he is suppressed, he will not be able to turn over or move. How could his body move? ? Could it be that the Requiem Divine Comedy failed to suppress his spiritual thoughts?

The Requiem was indeed powerful. As soon as Xuantian heard it, he felt an invisible force suppressing him. His head became dizzy for a moment, and his thoughts changed. It was a hundred times more difficult than usual, as if he was being suppressed by an invisible mountain. .

However, Xuantian's mental will is very powerful, far surpassing that of ordinary people. Although he feels a lot of pressure, he can bear it.

The Requiem must enter the center of the eyebrows, which is the place where the spiritual thoughts are placed. Only when the spiritual thoughts are suppressed in the eyebrows, can the spiritual thoughts be completely suppressed, and it is difficult to even change the mind at all.

However, as soon as the Requiem entered between the eyebrows, the jade sword in Xuantian's eyebrow's heart flashed, and in an instant, the powerful force chopped off the Requiem without a trace.

Not only was Xuan Tian not completely overwhelmed by the Requiem, but in an instant, all the pressure disappeared, and he felt refreshed.

Simply, he followed his plan and remained motionless, Ling Luofeng controlled the steel armored bull to charge straight, Xuantian dodged it, seized this opportunity, and struck the steel armored bull's lower neck with a sword.

The steel-armored demon bull's defense is very strong, but relatively speaking, the defense of the lower neck and abdomen is much weaker than that of the back.

'Chongyue Sword' was cut on the lower neck of the steel-armored demon bull, Xuantian's terrifying power erupted, and he struck with all his strength, 'Chongyue Sword' was also a middle-grade Xuan-rank treasure, extremely sharp, it pierced into the steel armor immediately. In the neck of a monster cow.

The body of the steel-armored demon ox quickly pierced Xuantian's side.

There was a huge sword mark on its neck, half a meter deep, and blood spurted out wildly. Just as it rushed to the edge of the ring, it fell to the ground, its whole body was pumping, obviously it couldn't survive.

Without the steel-armored demon ox, Ling Luofeng was like a tortoise without its shell. To Xuantian, he would be killed or cut in one breath.

The flames of war——

Xuantian's offensive didn't stop at all, the sword move changed in an instant, the huge flaming sword light collapsed, turned into a sky-filled sword, and directly chopped Ling Luofeng.

The complexions of the warriors of the Lingyun Sect, who had just recovered, suddenly changed to a liver color.

Surrounded by Xuantian's sword moves in all directions, Ling Luofeng had no way of avoiding it. A powerful Qi burst out from his body, and the shining light flashed. It turned out to be a sword light and a mysterious treasure, appearing in his hands.

Ling Luofeng also practiced swordsmanship.

The sword light was like a curtain, and Ling Luofeng brandished the mysterious sword in his hand, defending the surroundings tightly.

However, in front of Xuantian's attack, Ling Luofeng's defense was completely vulnerable.

There was a burst of tinkling, clanging, and a series of screams were heard. The mysterious treasure in Ling Luofeng's hand flew far away, and flaming sword beams struck Ling Luofeng's body one after another.

Ling Luofeng was a martial artist in the mid-stage of the Xiantian Realm. Regardless of his physique or the strength of his innate qi, he was much stronger than Li Yanfei and the others. The little flaming sword light only cut his flesh, but did not hurt his bones.

But there were too many flaming sword lights that slashed down from the sky, blood gushed out from the wound, and in an instant, Ling Luofeng turned into a blood man.

After the sword light, there is a sharper attack, which is the blade of the 'Chongyue Sword'.

In an instant, the light of the sword shone, and the 'Chongyue Sword' struck out dozens of swords.

Ling Luofeng was able to resist Xuantian's sword light attack, but in front of the Xuantian middle-level treasure 'Chongyue Sword', his body was as fragile as tofu, and was chopped into pieces by the 'Chongyue Sword' in an instant.