Wizard War God

A youth who was lying on the stage took out a brand-new book with much effort and threw it towards Xue Zhantian.

Xue Zhantian took it and saw that it was a Fast Sword Arts, but there was only one.

"The Fast Sword Arts is our Patriarch's clan guarding treasure. With just one move, Ninth Prince, please allow me to bring them down the stage." The killer's leader said anxiously.

"What he said is true!" Yao Feier had just witnessed the power of the Fast Sword Arts so she also wanted to help Xue Zhantian obtain it.

"I'll keep this secret scripture." "Go ahead!" Xue Zhantian revealed a satisfied smile. He did not expect that he would be able to obtain a sword skill even though he did not kill his opponent.

The Assassin clan had brought their clan guards to save the six teenagers, and they immediately asked the Patriarch of the Du Clan for the antidote.

Xue Zhantian's stage was highly toxic, the general that presided over had a strong gust of wind shoot out from his sleeves to clean up the poison, once again announcing his intention to continue the challenge.

At this moment, Xue Zhantian and the others had already won three consecutive victories, and obtained three points.

The match continued.

Very quickly, six youths consumed forbidden medicine and went up on stage to challenge Yao Feier.

However, Xue Zhantian sat in the center of the stage and watched the Fast Sword Arts.

Fast Sword Arts chose the lightest sword, mainly focusing on speed. The moves were very simple, even if it was a sword that pierced the throat, everyone would know this move.

However, the Fast Sword Arts was not that simple. The main thing was that when this move was used, the circulation route of the body was different from the usual sword techniques.

Xue Zhantian watched for a while, and realized that the focus of the Fast Sword Arts was not on sword moves, but on footwork and circulation.

Unfortunately, there was only one incomplete cultivation technique, and it was not the first move, but the second move.

Based on the contents, it was clear that there were two moves in the Fast Sword Arts, the second was an attack and the first was congealing.

This was a very simple sword-art. Upon seeing the secret manual, it turned out to be a set of profound sword-arts.

Without the first move, the killer Patriarch's mental cultivation method, and the Fast Sword Arts manual, there was no way to cultivate it.

Xue Zhantian frowned, no wonder the killer Patriarch was so adamant about giving the Fast Sword Arts out, even if he got the manual, he would not be able to cultivate it.

"A garbage secret manual."

Xue Zhantian cursed in his heart. Just as he was about to tear the magic girl into shreds, a bright light flashed in his mind.

"Garbage bin!"

Xue Zhantian suddenly thought of a trash can that specialized in collecting trash. Would there be any surprises if he collected it?

Xue Zhantian kept the scroll into the trash can.

Immediately, the trash can showed an incredible reaction.

Fast Sword Arts's first move, Sword Draw.

A Daoist priest appeared in the trash space and grabbed the scabbard. He did not show any signs of unsheathing his sword, but it gave off a strong feeling that a sharp sword, a sharp sword that could be instantly killed, was about to be unsheathed.

The Daoist Priest struck out with his sword. The sword pierced through the throat and a red line appeared on his body as it quickly circulated. It was the quick movement of Xuan Energy along the circulation path as he unleashed a fast sword strike.

Xue Zhantian was so happy that he did not expect the trash to be able to completely repair his missing cultivation skills.

Moreover, helping to comprehend a cultivation method was simply too inconceivable.

No wonder there was only one move. It turned out that the killer's family had the first move. The main thing was to cultivate the martial art, and the martial art was the first move.

Condensing Force, condensing a sword movement inside the body, the sword's aura being released first, breaking through the opponent's barrier of qi barrier, achieving the effect of killing with a single sword strike.

The six youths did not use any tricks, and it was a fair fight against the four of them.

They knew that Yao Feier did not have any cultivation, but they would not rashly barge into the sword formation and kill them.

Xue Zhantian did not bother about their battle. He kept his heavy sword in the center of the sword formation and took out a sharp sword with a sword sheath.

The sharp sword was a third grade light sword. Holding it tightly in his hand, he gathered the sword intent and channeled it into his meridians.

"Don't blame me for your deaths, it's the killer's master's Fast Sword Arts. If the Fast Sword Arts is killed, then it's either you or me. Once the sword is unleashed, there's definitely someone who's going to die."

Xue Zhantian stared at the six teenagers and revealed a cruel smile, as he said solemnly.

The killer Patriarch's face changed greatly, he never thought that Xue Zhantian could use the Fast Sword Arts, and did not believe that Xue Zhantian could use it. Even so, with what Xue Zhantian said, if he were to kill tens of thousands of the disciples of the other families, he would be blamed for teaching the Fast Sword Arts to Xue Zhantian.

He thought about Xue Zhantian, but did not expect Xue Zhantian to go back in the opposite direction.

The majestic sword aura condensed, Xue Zhantian's body flickered with a majestic sword aura.

"Xiao Shi, come out!"

Xue Zhantian summoned Xiao Shi and attached him to the light sword.

Xiao Shi then turned into a ray of light and attached herself to the sword, the sword sheath shining with a bit of starlight.

Xue Zhantian took a step forward, and merged into the four sword formations of Absolute Victory.

A cold light appeared, blood splattered, and the sword pierced through the throat!

A youth fell over.

The five youths' faces changed greatly. They did not see Xue Zhantian brandishing his sword, they only saw a dazzling flash of light before their companion immediately fell.

"No!"

A middle-aged man exclaimed! His eyes were wide open as he clenched his fists tightly, but he did not dare to make a move.

When the five youths saw their comrade fall, they were slightly dazed. A sword light appeared and slashed across their necks, causing them to lose consciousness.

"Quick Sword, Mastery Stage!" The killer Patriarch screamed!

Countless people were moved. Their pupils constricted and their eyes were filled with horror.

The Fast Sword Arts that he had just learned was incomplete in one move, but it had immediately reached mastery. He was simply a genius in the way of the sword, even more monstrous than a genius.

"The Fast Sword Arts is indeed not bad." Xue Zhantian revealed a demonic smile.

Many pairs of eyes were staring at the killer's leader. If looks could kill, the killer's leader would have already been turned into ashes.

The corpses of the six teenagers were taken away by their families.

Immediately, six youths came up.

All challengers took Forbidden Medicines to increase their combat strength.

Four win streak!

"..."

Ten consecutive victories!

Xue Zhantian became more and more adept at using the Fast Sword Arts. After ten consecutive victories, the Fast Sword Arts had actually broken through the Large Success Stage and reached the Great Perfection Stage.

Without a doubt, the four of them were not injured, but they were already exhausted and gasping for breath. When Xue Zhantian killed his opponent, the four of them immediately sat down to fight for more time to recover.

The six youngsters' relatives quickly moved the corpses away, and a youngster immediately came up to challenge them.

They were precisely the ones that couldn't kill Xue Zhantian and the others with their Wheel Battlefield and wanted to tire them to death.

Each and every one of them were extremely excited to see Xue Zhantian and Victory, exhausted. In their despair, when they saw the hope of victory, they were all stirred up, wanting to make a great contribution by killing Xue Zhantian and the others.

"Step back to the side of the stage!" I will block them! "

Xue Zhantian said in a deep voice.

"Retreat!" Yao Feier shouted.

There was no doubt that they would win. Four of them and Yao Feier retreated to a corner of the stage.

Qin Feizhu watched from another stage, and revealed a regretful expression: "They are already exhausted, it's a pity that I can't challenge them, if not, even if they were at their peak, they wouldn't be my match."