C215 Sword tomb kill

Clank, clank, clank.

A sword keening sound resounded through the air. It was as if the entire arena had sunk into a world of sword energy.

And the ruler of this small world, was none other than Leng Jiang.

As Leng Jiang stood on the stage, he was like a sharp, peerless Divine Sword, emitting a strong sword intent from his body, which was not any weaker than the Dugu Jian at all. It even gave off a feeling that he was even stronger than Dugu Jian.

However, Dugu Jian, who was standing at the side of another stage, only glanced at him for a moment before withdrawing his gaze.

It was obvious that the sword intent from Leng Jiang's body was not strong enough to make him feel pressured.

A few sharp-eyed Martial Cultivator s immediately understood Dugu Jian's power.

However, most of the Martial Cultivator s were still focused on the stage, looking at Leng Jiang without blinking.

Zhan Tianming stared intently.

He could clearly feel that his body was surrounded by a transparent, sharp sword qi. The sword qi was constantly flying back and forth in the void, producing the eerie sound of sword qi tearing through the air.

The might of the sword seemed to have already appeared throughout the world.

On the other side, Leng Jiang's hair was already dancing in the wind.

That sinister gaze was filled with a sharp and domineering intent. It was bloodthirsty and merciless, and cold like ice.

Slowly, he raised the flexible sword in his hand and pointed it straight at Zhan Tianming.

The amount of sword qi in his body increased tremendously.

Clank, clank, clank.

The sword chimes grew even louder, and the translucent sword auras in the air grew even more violent.

"All those with the surname Zhan, who dared to humiliate me, Leng Jiang, have already died."

"You are no exception!"

Leng Jiang's words were like ice, filled with chilliness.

Suddenly, the flexible sword in his hand shook.

Clang!

Sword light suddenly flourished.

"Myriad Swords Chaos!"

Swish

Swish

Following the domineering and awe-inspiring sword intent that rippled out from Leng Jiang's body, countless transparent sword Qis seemed to have all gone mad, as they rapidly shuttled back and forth in that space, as if that place was a completely different world of sword Qis.

Zhan Tianming frowned.

Nine Dragons Sword Technique!

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!

He crazily brandished the long sword in his hand, chopping at the translucent sword Qis that were flying towards him. However, there were simply too many of them.

Pfft, pfft, pfft, pfft …

Pfft, pfft, pfft, pfft …

Streams of Sword Qi passed through Zhan Tianming's body, scattering clouds of blood all over.

Zhan Tianming clenched his teeth.

"Just a little more!"

"Again!"

The sword in his hand danced even faster as he continuously slashed at the translucent sword beams that were shooting in from all directions.

As for the Nine Dragons Sword Technique, its proficiency was already extremely close to the first level of Nine Major Successes.

Even his martial dao level had gradually approached that of a Seven Star Martial Master when the Little Purple led a horde of beasts to attack the Jiuyuan County army.

Closer and closer …

Closer and closer …

However, the amount of blood on Zhan Tianming's body was also getting lower and lower.

"Haha …"

"Battle fellow, you must die today!"

"Haha …"

Looking at Zhan Tianming's miserable state, Leng Jiang couldn't help but laugh out loud. He had already noticed that the aura on Zhan Tianming's body was weakening, and even the speed of his sword movements were slowing down. In less than ten breaths, he would definitely be able to see Zhan Tianming fall.

However …

Leng Jiang's laughter had not finished, but the smile on his face immediately froze.

"What?"

"How is this possible?"

Not only Leng Jiang, even the Martial Cultivator who were already drenched in cold sweat for Zhan Tianming, all stared at the stage.

The sword in Zhan Tianming's hand seemed to have turned into a faint Fire Dragon Shadow as he waved it around.

The dragon image danced in the air, as if it was alive, and deflected all the transparent sword qi slashing towards Zhan Tianming. Almost none of the sword qi could pierce through the dragon image and hit Zhan Tianming.

And at that moment, the level of Zhan Tianming's sword technique also changed from the micro realm to the Grand Perfection.

What was even more eye-catching, was that Zhan Tianming actually broke through.

His cultivation had advanced from a 6-star Martial Master to a Seven Star Martial Master.

At the same time, Zhan Tianming, who was originally somewhat weak, suddenly became lively at that instant.

"Ding dong!"

"Congratulations to host Zhan Tianming for mastering nine basic Grand Perfection martial skills. Other than the nine basic Grand Perfection martial skills, the other basic martial skills will disappear forever. Host Zhan Tianming will no longer be able to cultivate them."

"Ding dong!"

"Congratulations to host Zhan Tianming for obtaining the title of Foundation Madman. Your basic fighting strength has increased by one hundred percent and you will have the chance to unleash all kinds of martial skills to produce an explosive attack."

Zhan Tianming's heart was startled, and then he was overjoyed.

Indeed!

The more basic martial skills he grasped and reached the Grand Perfection level, the stronger his own base fighting strength would be. Moreover, the title of Basics Madman he had obtained could even allow his martial skills to randomly explode.

This is great!

In the stands, everyone was struck dumb.

Even if he had achieved a breakthrough, the injury he sustained a moment ago must have been real. How could it have healed in the blink of an eye?

Did he take some kind of healing panacea?

However, none of these were the most important.

Most importantly, they had once again personally witnessed Zhan Tianming's sword art rise from an exquisite level to a minute level, and then from a minute level to the Grand Perfection level. Moreover, this was already the fourth time they had personally witnessed it.

Too excited!

People were all so excited.

"Zhan Tianming, you are too awesome!"

"Zhan Tianming, good job!"

"Zhan Tianming, get rid of that Leng Ye and let him experience your sword technique."

"Zhan Tianming..."

The shout that soared to the heavens instantly resounded throughout the entire arena, shaking the entire horizon.

The entire stands boiled at this moment.

And at this time, the furious Leng Jiang clenched his teeth, and the mini light sword in his eyes immediately lit up, as his eyes became as bright as the stars in a second, and he could no longer see his eyes.

Clank, clank, clank.

Just at this moment, an even more powerful sword Qi howled out, and that sword intent immediately suppressed the cheers from the spectators.

Countless Martial Cultivator s were stuck at the edge of their words, unable to utter a single word.

This Leng Jiang, the sword qi in his body is too strong.

Even Dugu Jian had regained his spirit and looked at Leng Jiang with a hint of fighting spirit. There was even a hint of sword intent that seemed to want to move at any moment, as if he wanted to fight with Leng Jiang.

On the arena.

"Humph!" I said that I would let you die, so you must die! "

"Sword Tomb Extermination!"

Leng Jiang shouted.

In an instant, the endless Sword Qi all quieted down strangely, the transparent Sword Qi and even the Sword Qi on Zhan Tianming's body, were all affected by this strange powerful energy and disappeared without a trace.

The entire space was like a grave for swords.

The sword Qis had all disappeared, but the killing intent soared even higher.

Leng Jiang lifted his hand and directly looked at Zhan Tianming, his eyes incomparably cold and sinister.

"Destroy!"