War Sovereign Soaring The Heavens

Wu Yongqian, an inner disciple of the Seven Star Sword Sect, and a warrior of the ninth level of Yuan Dan Realm.

With all your strength, you can unleash the power of one hundred and twenty ancient giant elephants!

Now, relying on the sixth-grade spiritual sword 'Autumn Water'.

In the void above Wu Yongqian's head, one hundred and sixty-four phantoms of ancient giant elephants condensed into shape...

Qiushui, the sixth-grade spiritual sword, increased the power of forty-four ancient giant elephants for Wu Yongqian!

"A rank-six spirit sword with an increase of '37%'?"

A look of disdain appeared at the corner of Duan Lingtian's mouth, and the seventh-grade spiritual sword in his hand suddenly shook, pulling out a sword flower, which was bright and eye-catching.

at the same time.

hum!

Above the Seventh Grade Spiritual Sword, Yuan Li danced and bloomed, incomparably gorgeous.

In an instant, above Duan Lingtian's head, first one hundred and ten phantoms of ancient giant elephants appeared.

All of a sudden, following the movement of the energy of the seventh-grade spiritual sword in his hand, the phantom shadows of ancient giant elephants increased to one hundred and forty...

The power of one hundred and forty ancient giant elephants!

"Eighth level of Yuan Dan realm?"

The power that Duan Lingtian displayed now made Wu Dao, who was standing in the distance, stare at him, and a look of astonishment appeared on his face.

He could tell that Duan Lingtian was able to exert such a powerful force with his cultivation at the eighth level of the Yuandan Realm and with the seventh-grade spiritual sword...

In his early twenties, at the eighth level of Yuan Dan Realm?

"One Xuanyuan fruit, let him directly break through from the sixth level of the Yuandan realm to the 'eighth level of the Yuandan realm'?"

Wu Dao was inexplicably shocked, some couldn't believe the scene in front of him was real.

However, all this happened right before his eyes, and he had to believe it.

Only then did he realize.

He still underestimated Duan Lingtian.

Now, his heart sank slightly.

Although,

His adoptive son 'Wu Yongqian' had a sixth-grade spiritual sword in his hand, but he never thought that Duan Lingtian would actually break through to the 'eighth level of Yuandan Realm'...

He also heard about the Outer Sect martial arts competition a few days ago.

Duan Lingtian, relying on the weak Shi Hao's power of more than twenty ancient giant elephants, killed Shi Hao!

Now, the power displayed by his adopted son 'Wu Yongqian' is only more than Duan Lingtian's by 'the power of twenty-four ancient giant elephants'.

Taking a deep breath, Wu Dao calmed down, staring at Duan Lingtian with a pair of sharp eyes, his heart agitated, "I want to see if you can win by the weak like you did in the outer martial arts competition a few days ago. Stronger than my useless adoptive son!"

Useless son!

This is Wu Dao's evaluation of 'Wu Yongqian' in his heart.

Back then, the reason why he took Wu Yongqian as his adoptive son and brought Wu Yongqian back to the Seven Star Sword Sect was because of the talent that Wu Yongqian showed when he was young.

Unexpectedly, after several years, Wu Yongqian's talent gradually became ineffective, which made him extremely disappointed. Need for Valkyrie

This time, after hearing about Duan Lingtian's deeds, he thought that he could accept a personal disciple who could dominate the stage of Qinglin Imperial Kingdom in the future...

Unexpectedly, Duan Lingtian rejected him decisively!

Standing in the distance, Lu Qiu was not surprised to see the power Duan Lingtian displayed.

Today, before arriving at the main peak 'Tianshu Peak', on the cable bridge, he has seen Duan Lingtian's strength, and knows that Duan Lingtian is now a warrior of the eighth level of the Yuandan realm.

"Eighth level of Yuan Dan realm?"

Wu Yongqian stared at Duan Lingtian, with a pair of sharp eyes, chilling, and a hoarse and deep voice, "Duan Lingtian, today, I will defeat you with my adoptive father's sixth-grade spiritual sword 'Autumn Water'...I want you to know, The gap between inner disciples and outer disciples is something you cannot bridge!"

Although it is now known that Duan Lingtian is an eighth level Yuandan Realm warrior, Wu Yongqian is not afraid at all.

In his opinion, a few days ago, the rumors about the outer sect martial arts competition were probably exaggerated by a group of outer sect disciples of the Seven Star Sword Sect.

He didn't believe that Duan Lingtian had such means.

He suspected that Duan Lingtian was already a warrior of the seventh level of the Yuandan Realm at that time, but he deliberately hid his cultivation in front of others.

Later, in the battle with Shi Hao, at the most critical moment, he showed the strength of a warrior of the seventh level of the Yuandan realm, and only then could he kill the careless Shi Hao...

Now, seeing Duan Lingtian's cultivation at the eighth level of the Yuandan Realm, he affirmed his past guesses in his heart.

Xuanyuan fruit.

It is impossible for a warrior at the sixth level of Yuandan Realm to directly break through to the "eighth level of Yuandan Realm"!

If Duan Lingtian knew what Wu Yongqian was thinking now, he wouldn't be surprised.

A Xuanyuan fruit really cannot allow him to break through to the 'eighth level of Yuandan realm', and the current him is not at the eighth level of Yuandan realm either.

He is only a warrior of the seventh level of the Yuan Dan realm!

Because of the uniqueness of the technique he practiced, "Nine Dragons Zhan Zun Jue", it allows him to have a power not weaker than that of the "eighth level of Yuandan Realm" when he is at the seventh level of Yuandan Realm.

"Can't I bridge the gap between inner disciples and outer disciples?"

Hearing Wu Yongqian's provocative words, Duan Lingtian smiled lightly, his eyes narrowed into a line, "I don't know about other inner disciples...but, you, Wu Yongqian, I really don't take it to heart!"

He has always respected me a foot, and I respect others.

This Wu Yongqian had murderous intent towards him before, although he didn't pay attention to it, it didn't mean he didn't care about it.

Inner disciple?

so what!

It will also make you get down and can't get up. Supreme soldier king

In Duan Lingtian's eyes, a cold light flashed away.

"court death!"

Duan Lingtian's words spread to Wu Yongqian's ears, causing Wu Yongqian to run away completely, his body leaped out, and his whole body seemed to turn into a gust of wind, sweeping toward Duan Lingtian.

"Ghost Sword Art!"

While Wu Yongqian was swaying, his hoarse and deep voice was mixed with the meaning of killing.

The sixth-grade spiritual sword 'Autumn Water' in his hand suddenly disappeared without a trace, reappeared, and within a moment, disappeared again...

At this time, Wu Yongqian had already arrived not far from Duan Lingtian.

Ghost Sword Art?

Relying on his strong mental strength and the lifelong martial arts experience of Emperor Wu of Samsara, Duan Lingtian could see through the mystery of Wu Yongqian's sword skill with just one glance.

This set of sword skills is nothing more than paying attention to surprise.

This point is very similar to his "Sword Drawing Technique".

However, the speed is not as good as "Sword Draw".

"Netherworld Sword Art" pays attention to the combination of speed and slowness...

When it is fast, it is like a gust of wind and lightning, which is difficult for people to catch with the naked eye.

When slow, it is like a breeze blowing clouds, confusing the opponent's sight.

call!

Duan Lingtian only felt a gust of wind blowing towards his face, but it was Wu Yongqian who swept in front of him, the unpredictable "Netherworld Sword Art", followed like a shadow, just appeared, and disappeared without a trace the next moment.

Of course, although Duan Lingtian's naked eyes could not capture the location of Wu Yongqian's sword, his mental strength could clearly sense it.

"die!"

Suddenly, Wu Yongqian let out a loud shout, his eyes were red, and he tried his best.

Duan Lingtian could clearly sense with his mental power that the sixth-grade spiritual sword 'Autumn Water' in Wu Yongqian's hand was now grazing towards his abdomen, intending to seriously injure him.

"This Wu Yongqian, although he wished to kill me, but Wu Dao didn't say anything, he didn't dare to kill me after all."

In this instant, Duan Lingtian had such a thought in his heart.

The next moment, Duan Lingtian's eyes turned slightly cold.

Sword drawing!

Duan Lingtian shook the hand holding the sword, and the seventh-grade spiritual sword moved.

call out!

The sword came out like lightning, and disappeared before Wu Yongqian's eyes.

Although, the power that Duan Lingtian is displaying now is inferior to the power of Wu Yongqian's twenty-four ancient giant elephants...

However, the characteristic of "Sword Draw" is 'fast'.

Among the martial arts in the world, the only thing that can't be broken is speed.

"So fast!"

In the distance, Wu Dao and Lu Qiu watched Duan Lingtian and Wu Yongqian's confrontation intently, and they were also shocked by the speed of Duan Lingtian's sword.

The speed of the seventh-grade spiritual sword flitting out was no less than the sixth-grade spiritual sword 'Autumn Water' in Wu Yongqian's hand. Fifty years since the fall of the Qing Dynasty and the Ming Dynasty

Just because Duan Lingtian's naked eyes couldn't catch the sword in Wu Yongqian's hand doesn't mean they couldn't catch it.

Now, relying on their powerful cultivation bases, they can clearly capture the 'trajectory' of the spiritual sword passing by Duan Lingtian and Wu Yongqian with their naked eyes...

The seventh-grade spiritual sword in Duan Lingtian's hand was the latecomer, catching up to the speed of the sixth-grade spiritual sword in Wu Yongqian's hand.

Clang!

There was a sound of iron clashing.

It was the seventh-grade spiritual sword in Duan Lingtian's hand that stopped the sixth-grade spiritual sword in Wu Yongqian's hand just in time.

This scene made Wu Dao focus his eyes.

He knew in his heart that the outcome was determined by this confrontation.

Duan Lingtian and Wu Yongqian, whoever can suppress the other side in a head-to-head confrontation, will win in one fell swoop.

"The speed of sword skills is good, but unfortunately, your strength is far inferior to mine!"

There was a sneer in Wu Yongqian's hoarse voice, and above the sixth-grade spiritual sword "Autumn Water" in his hand, Yuan Li suddenly soared...

The power of one hundred and sixty-four ancient giant elephants was released without reservation!

He wanted to shake off the seventh-grade spirit sword in Duan Lingtian's hand in one fell swoop, and seriously injured Duan Lingtian.

"yes?"

Hearing Wu Yongqian's words, Duan Lingtian's handsome face with sword eyebrows and starry eyes burst into a bright smile, which was mixed with strong self-confidence.

This scene made Wu Dao stunned.

Where did Duan Lingtian have such confidence?

Lu Qiu, who was standing by the side, was also staring at the scene in front of him now.

The last time Duan Lingtian killed Shi Hao, he was not there, so he regretted it...

Today, he wants to see how Duan Lingtian used the weak to defeat the strong.

He has confidence in Duan Lingtian.

Sensing the violent force surging from the sixth-grade spiritual sword 'Autumn Water' in Wu Yongqian's hand, Duan Lingtian's eyes froze, and a cold light flashed across.

Trembling!

Almost at the moment when he felt the power of the sixth-grade spiritual sword soar, Duan Lingtian made a move, and used the powerful method bestowed on him by the Flood Mang Transformation in "Nine Dragons War Sovereign Art".

In an instant, the origin force on the seventh-grade spirit sword in Duan Lingtian's hand trembled imperceptibly...

The vibration frequency is getting faster and faster!

Clang!

The two spirit swords were separated just now and collided again.

Just when Wu Dao thought that the seventh-grade spiritual sword in Duan Lingtian's hand was going to be blown away by the sixth-grade spiritual sword in Wu Yongqian's hand.

"Humph!"

A muffled hum came out of nowhere.

Wu Yongqian's face was livid, the hand holding the sword seemed to tremble, he gritted his teeth to hold back.

Soon, his tiger's mouth opened, and blood spurted out!