C209 Perfection of the knife

Jin Wenxing stared intently at him as he was unwilling to give up.

Extreme unwillingness.

He did not stop, he fiercely bit his tongue and spat out a mouthful of Blood Essence on his sword. After that, with the help of the Genuine Essence, the sword in his hand moved, and the sword fell fiercely onto the stage.

"Falling Rock Slash!"

"Give it to me!"

Rumble …

Rumble …

In an instant, strange saber Qi formed one after another in the sky. Then, it suddenly descended, densely filling the air.

Swish

Swish

The endless saber Qi was like a curtain of rain.

Zhan Tianming's figure moved like lightning, quickly dodging the dense Blade Qi. One Blade Qi after another pierced through his figure, but everyone noticed that after a slight tremble, he disappeared.

Phantom image! It was simply an illusion!

Streams of blade energy passed through those illusions one after another, yet none of them managed to cut through Zhan Tianming's true body.

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!

Zhan Tianming had already reached the highest level in terms of Nine Dragons Step.

On the stage, there were actually six or seven afterimages, each of them flashing strangely.

The Martial Cultivator s below the stage were all dumbstruck.

Every time they thought that Zhan Tianming had been slashed by the blade aura, they would always be stunned. They realized that it was another afterimage, and not his real body at all. It was as if Zhan Tianming could always clearly see the location of where the blade Qi had slashed down at the first possible moment, allowing him to pass through with ease without getting hurt in the slightest.

Fast, that speed was simply too fast.

On top of that, he had absolute flexibility on a fast basis.

Such a movement technique, could it be a Grand Perfection movement technique?

Everyone was stunned.

Movement skills at the Grand Perfection realm, this was something rarely seen.

In the blink of an eye, all of the blade Qi had landed on the stage, while Zhan Tianming was still unharmed.

Jin Wenxing's gaze suddenly focused, the blade pointed at the stage suddenly raised, pointing straight to the sky.

"Falling Rock Reverse Slash!"

"Rise!"

Instantly, the saber Qi that had fallen into the ground shot out from the arena once more.

Swish

Swish

"It can't be, can it still fly out from underground?"

"What a strange blade technique, could this be the Ten Thousand Cliff God Slaying Blade Technique from the Seven Peaks Sect? "He really is powerful!"

"Awesome saber art. It is indeed good not to explain!"

Zhan Tianming was too lazy to dodge anymore.

"Gigantic Dragon Set!"

Instantly, Zhan Tianming placed the Gigantic Dragon Set onto his body.

A heavy feeling immediately gushed out.

Under the endless watch, Zhan Tianming stood firmly on the stage like Mt. Tai. He gazed at the ferocious looking Jin Wenxing in front of him, and allowed the blade energy to strike onto his body, not dodging at all.

This scene caused the eyes of quite a number of people to widen.

Clang clang clang …

Clang clang clang …

All of the blade qi landed on Zhan Tianming's body.

However, Zhan Tianming was like a diamond made from, the blade Qi could not even harm his fur.

Regardless of the audience below the stage, Jin Wenxing's heart was overwhelmed with shock, his eyes staring wide open at Zhan Tianming.

[Is the man in front of me really a monster?]

This defensive power was terrifyingly strong!

He did not dare believe it, but that was the truth. The blade qi was completely useless against Zhan Tianming.

"No, I won't lose!"

Jin Wenxing would never admit defeat at the hands of a six star Martial Master.

Whoosh!

He raised his blade and rushed forward.

Zhan Tianming kept his Gigantic Dragon Set s and cut down with his blade.

Swish

Clang clang clang …

The two blades kept clashing, and sparks flew in all directions.

"Wave Slash Slash!"

"Moon Splitting Plate!"

"Saber Light Shaking Mountain …"

Jin Wenxing's blade techniques were still as tyrannical and sharp as before, every blade was displaying a strong power, every blade was stronger than the last.

Zhan Tianming's Nine Dragons Saber Technique was also executed to the fullest.

"Like a dragon in the sea!"

"Long Chuan, Long Chuan!"

"Yu Yue and Long Gate …"

Swish

Clang clang clang …

Gradually, the number of Ling Shuang Tyrant Qi in the Froze Tyrant Blade increased, and Zhan Tianming's Knife-Edge also became stronger. When the number of Ling Shuang Tyrant Qi in the Froze Tyrant Blade reached ninety-nine levels, the power became even stronger.

The way he swung his saber was fierce and domineering.

Although Zhan Tianming's cultivation could not compare to Jin Wenxing's, after accumulating 99 layers of blade Qi, with the addition of Semi-Draconic Force, he was not one bit inferior to's.

In the blink of an eye, the two of them exchanged more than a thousand blows on the stage, yet they were still unable to determine the victor.

However …

After more than three thousand moves, Zhan Tianming's Nine Dragons Saber Technique had broken through once again.

"Ding dong!"

"Nine Dragons Saber Technique has been upgraded to Nine Major Successes …"

Swish

In that moment, Zhan Tianming's blade techniques became extremely sharp, as though there was a god in his every blade, forcing Jin Wenxing to retreat step by step.

Jin Wenxing's eyes widened even more.

"This is impossible!"

His heart roared wildly.

Within Zhan Tianming's blade technique, he could sense a complete mastery of blade intent.

It was as if Zhan Tianming's every slash gave him a strange feeling that he could not dodge, that he could not avoid it, and his own attacks, on the other hand, seemed to be extremely clumsy, and were filled with loopholes.

How could it be like this?

Just now, wasn't Zhan Tianming's blade technique similar to his?

How could his opponent's saber arts have reached such a level after just a few thousand moves of intense combat?

This was too terrifying!

Such a speed of breakthrough was too terrifying!

Was he even human?

Jin Wenxing was overwhelmed with shock.

Zhan Tianming could also feel that his understanding of the sword blade had deepened.

"Good!" That's what I want. "

"You with the surname Jin, you can die now!"

Swish!

The saber followed the person, and as it flickered, it brought about a wisp of dazzling silver light.

Pfft!

This was a saber strike that was as fast as lightning but as smooth as jade.

It drew a perfect arc.

However, this arc seemed to come from hell itself, the arc of death that reaped life.

Zhan Tianming raised the Froze Tyrant Blade on the side of his right hand and ninety-nine layers of overbearing frost aura coiled around the blade, causing the overbearing might of the entire blade to become even clearer. It was as if one could feel the overbearing aura of the blade just by staring at it.

"Good saber!" "Good saber art!"

"Grand Perfection blade technique?"

"I never thought that I would actually see a blade technique at the Grand Perfection Realm here. It's sharp and domineering indeed."

"That blade just now …" is it a sword technique at the Grand Perfection realm? "

"…"

At the same time, envy and hatred arose in their hearts. After all, they had immersed themselves in the path of the blade for over ten years, or even dozens of years, and had no way of reaching the level of Perfection in their blade techniques.

Bang!

Just as the audience was discussing amongst themselves, Jin Wenxing's body fell to the stage and no longer had any life in him.

Those eyes were still filled with unwillingness.

Zhan Tianming raised his gaze and looked at Zhang Kaidao who was standing on the stage.

Zhang Kaidao's gaze just so happened to be looking in their direction.

The two of them seemed to be brewing a fighting spirit.