Supreme Emperor of Swords - Chapter 153

[Chapter 153 Bloodline Blast Lightning Blade]

call out!

The next moment, the sound of weapons breaking through the air sounded in the air.

Yuan Tiangang took the lead in attacking, his body moved slightly, and the two machetes in his hand instantly seemed to have turned into two vicious pythons, his body drew a strange arc, and entwined towards Ding Hao like lightning, he was about to release the death. kiss.

Ding Hao stood still, squeezed out the sword art, and the rusty sword was drawn in the starting style of “a pillar of incense facing the sky”, holding the sword in both hands, motionless, still in place.

In an instant, the death entanglement of the scimitar was about to fall on Ding Hao.

He finally moved.

The wrist trembled at a frequency that was difficult for ordinary people to see, and the rusty sword in his hand suddenly split into two ray of light, and the cold air burst out, like two silver lightning bolts, one to the left and one to the left.

Ding Ding!

The silver lightning struck the death python, making a soft sound like a wind chime.

These two beeps sounded like a prelude to the variation.

Next, before everyone was mentally prepared at all, a series of rapid weapon collisions, like a gust of wind and rain hitting a banana, began to beat and shake everyone’s eardrums and hearts.

Yuan Tiangang’s figure was completely covered by the sword light.

And Ding Hao also turned into a ball of rolling sword light.

The figure flickered like a gleam of light.

The sword light is born and destroyed!

Knife shadows!

The red and silver light groups are approaching a move that makes it impossible for everyone to capture the two of them.

Even the individual’s movements were as fast as lightning, surpassing the limit of ordinary people’s sight capture. The astonishing strong wind overflowed, and the sharp air flow cut through the air, leaving shocking traces on the surrounding stone chairs and stone tables.

Quick Sword VS Quick Sword!

Both of them are taking “fast” moves.

In less than ten breaths, the battle entered a white-hot state. The two of them gradually could not completely control their own strength and breath, and the overflowing power was even more terrifying. The stone chair and the stone seat were cut into pieces.

Ximen Qianxue, Li Lan, and the other disciples of the Qingshan East Court all stepped back one after another to let the battle ring, so as not to be affected.

It’s a terrible fight!

The intensity is several times more intense than the final of the first five-house competition.

Clang clang clang!

Amidst a series of blasting and harsh collisions and clusters of sparks, the figures of the two finally separated.

“I didn’t expect you to be able to resist my “Blast Lightning Blade”!” Yuan Tiangang held the two knives in both hands, and with a slight force, he expelled the faint silver frost attached to the blade, looked at Ding Hao like a cat playing a mouse, and shook his head contemptuously. Said: “However, the profound energy of wind and snow that you are proud of is ineffective against me, while the profound energy of my bloodline almost erodes your long sword. You are poor, waste, and you are sure to lose!”

Ding Hao’s eyes were calm, and Gujing had no waves.

The long sword in his hand was indeed filled with a faint red, as if it was polluted. It began to not be as light as before, and became heavy and sluggish. When performing moves, it would cause great trouble.

Is this the terrible thing about the power of bloodline?

According to legend, blood power is divided into countless types, each with its own characteristics. I don’t know which kind of blood power Yuan Tiangang belongs to?

Ding Hao was secretly shocked.

He was on the defensive before, and at a critical moment, he could only block Yuan Tiangang’s quick-knife attack with one of the three unnamed three swordsmanships taught by the green-clothed geek, “closed door thanking the guest swordsman” and remain undefeated.

“Blast Lightning Knife” is a knife technique under the ground.

However, the high-level mysterious energy that Yuan Tiangang had stimulated the power of the bloodline was activated, and its power was almost doubled, reaching the power of combat skills in the ground. Ding Hao’s “Dragon King Lishui Sword” only mastered the first three moves. Can not be completely blocked, only to “closed door thank you” to shake!

This move is really the ultimate in defensive sword style.

However, if you only defend without attacking, you cannot defeat your opponent!

“Senior Brother Yuan is just warming up, you can’t stand it anymore, hahaha, you really are an idiot who cheats even cultivating a simple herb under the ninth rank, a poor and pathetic waste like you can actually win the Fifth Academy than the first…”

“Let me just say it, it seems that ordinary disciples are ordinary disciples, and they will always be the stepping stone for our bloodline disciples. It is a shameful waste to use so many cultivation resources on your rubbish!”

Wang Yong and others looked at them with a sneer, pointing fingers and arrogant to the extreme.

The disciples in the surrounding green shirt eastern courtyard were almost blown up with anger, and they could not wait to rush up to besiege and beat these arrogant guys out of shit.

Ding Hao looked calm.

He was not affected at all, and his left hand rubbed the blade with a parallel finger.

This fluttering movement made Yuan Tiangang stunned as if he had seen a ghost.

Because Ding Hao wiped away the blood sticking to the blade with a light touch, he actually wiped away the contaminated blood on the blade of the rusty sword completely, like a wisp of red smoke, and disappeared. up in the air.

“how can that be?”

Others can’t see the way, but Yuan Tiangang’s shock is indescribable.

The power of his bloodline is mainly based on erosion and pollution, which is called “Yinshayan Blood”. If the power of this bloodline invades the long sword, even if it is a hundred refined steel or even a sharp weapon, it will be stained and turned into waste. , and once this kind of power invades the human body, it will corrode the opponent’s profound energy and meridian channels, causing the opponent’s strength to plummet in a short period of time, and even the meridians are abolished.

However, such a power of yin evil flames and blood was actually wiped out by an ordinary disciple with his fingers?

How could this be?

“Is it just a warm-up? Since that’s the case, let’s end the warm-up now.” Ding Hao seemed to have done something trivial and closed his eyes slightly, as if he was sensing something.

The next moment, when he opened his eyes again, there was no sadness or joy in his eyes, and they were clear.

I don’t know why, seeing this look, Yuan Tiangang was startled for no reason.

The next moment, Ding Hao waved his sword, and the sword style of “Dragon King Lishui Sword” was unfolded.

Hissing–!

A strange cracking sound came.

It was like the sound of cloth being torn apart.

Ding Hao’s sword stance is neither fast nor slow, but it is full of a vague meaning, like a dream, giving everyone an indescribable feeling.

Li Lan, who was watching the battle from a distance, was shocked.

And Yuan Tiangang, who was standing opposite Ding Hao, changed his face even more.

At this moment, he had a feeling of trepidation. The two scimitars in his hand were like a red galaxy hanging upside down, piercing the sky, whistling, and the strongest force burst out almost instantly, and the blood-red python phantom was lifelike in the air. Appear.

This is his strongest power.

The power of the bloodline of “Yin Fiend Yanxue” urges the extreme, and it will inspire the ancient beast “Yinxue Poisonous Python”.

Yuan Tiangang is only activating one-twentieth of his bloodline power, so he can only stimulate phantoms. If he is 100% stimulated, then the ancient mythical beast “Blood Poisonous Python” will really reappear across time and space, incomparable. horrible!