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On the giant rock, there was a powerful aura that seemed to be able to destroy the heavens and earth.
The moment this aura appeared, everyone's expressions were filled with fear.
Many of them were trembling nonstop.
"Jing Yunxiao is going to suffer."
"If this brat still doesn't die, then the heavens must not tolerate this."
"Is it going to end?"
Quite a few people could not help but swallow their saliva a few times. Their legs unconsciously felt a little weak.
"Bastard, give me your life."
"Thousand Crazed Killer."
Jing Mo's voice was loud and clear, like that of a devil's. Then, he controlled the towering boulder and fiercely smashed it towards Jing Yunxiao.
"Tsk tsk, you do have some skill."
Jing Yunxiao's gaze darkened, and his expression became heavy.
Upon seeing this, the rest of the people's mouths were wide open, enough to stick an apple in. They stared unblinkingly at the scene before them, afraid that they would miss out on a single detail.
"Jing Yunxiao?"
Mu Shishi's palms were drenched in sweat, and her entire body was drenched in cold sweat.
Although she had seen a lot of things, this was the first time she jumped onto a brick bed as if she was sending herself to her death. If Jing Yunxiao died just like this, then what would happen next ?
She didn't know what to do next.
Therefore, she kept a close eye on Jing Yunxiao, hoping that he would be able to help him in times of crisis.
When necessary, even if he had to self-detonate the Azure Water Flying Sword in her sword palace, she wouldn't hesitate in the slightest.
"Stinking brat, do you want me to help you?"
At this time, even Bing Ling, who was in the middle of the sword, was extremely worried for Jing Yunxiao.
"No need."
Even if Jing Yunxiao really couldn't handle it, Jing Yunxiao would never let him do it.
With great difficulty, Bing Ling finally regained consciousness. Her soul was already extremely weak, and if she were to make another move, the consequences would be unimaginable, and she might even turn into ashes.
Moreover, it wasn't that Jing Yunxiao couldn't handle it.
Jing Mo had a strong move, did he, Jing Yunxiao not have it?
If he did not have a way to protect himself, would Jing Yunxiao dare to barge into Palace of Wargod like that?
"You really don't need it? When you die, don't blame me. "
Bing Ling said.
"Rest in peace."
Jing Yunxiao's eyes turned cold, he looked at Jing Mo's attacks that were getting closer and closer to him, and a handful of Mysterious Grade Artifact ran out from his spatial bag.
"Mysterious Grade Artifact? This little brat actually has such a treasure on him. "
"Mysterious Grade Artifact generally require at least Xuanwu Stage in order to display their true strength. Even if this kid has it, it might not be of any use."
"Even though this is the case, the Mysterious Grade Artifact is unable to unleash its full power. At the very least, it is stronger than Spirit Grade Treasure and normal weapons."
Everyone looked at the sword in Jing Yunxiao's hand with blazing eyes.
After he flatten the Dark Feather Palace and kidnapped Jing Lang, he had already taken possession of Jing Lang's spatial pouch. The treasures that he had given to Jing Lang outside the ancient tomb were naturally all returned to Jing Yunxiao's embrace.
Taking out the Mysterious Grade Artifact now, Jing Yunxiao did not want to use it to bestow a large amount of power to himself, but to pretend to be thirteen, just to let everyone see, that Jing Yunxiao had a very rich foundation.
Without a doubt, this was also a way to establish his might.
"Do you think that you can use a Mysterious Grade Artifact to block my attack? Die, that Black Grade Treasure Sword will also be mine."
Jing Mo was also quite interested in Black Grade Treasure Sword.
As such, the slow attack from before was now even faster.
In an instant, the surrounding wind blew, the destructive force wrapped the huge boulder, and was about to land on Jing Yunxiao's body.
"Haha, against you, there's no need to use the power of a treasure."
"Four Divine Sword Arts, White Tiger Sword Art."
Jing Yunxiao smiled indifferently, and did not delay any further.
At this time, he took out his treasure sword, and countless beams of light continuously flowed out of the sword. At the same time, the seven layers of Spiritual Martial Stage's spirit energy unreservedly poured into the sword.
Not only that, Jing Yunxiao also spat out some blood essence onto the blade of the treasure sword.
"Roar! Roar!"
In just a split-second, a white light appeared on the surface of the treasured sword. The figure of an Ancient White Tiger appeared in front of everyone. The Sword Qi that surrounded the White Tiger overflowed into the heavens. With a low growl, it seemed as if the heavens were enraged.
"Go."
Jing Yunxiao said quickly, and with a flick of his finger, the berserk white tiger leaped up its terrifying three hundred meter tall body, and fiercely smashed onto Jing Mo's huge rock.
"Rumble."
It was as if a huge hole had been ripped open in the sky and the surrounding air was about to freeze.
The entire training grounds was suddenly enveloped in a loud noise and tornadoes.
Hurricanes appeared one after another.
Many of the disciples in the Martial Arts Practice Grounds were directly swept into that hurricane and received serious injuries.
Amidst the surging of the spirit energy, everyone felt as if they were in a vast ocean. The surging waves of air around them shocked everyone. After a while, he seemed to have fallen into a large swamp, and was unable to extricate himself.
"What a terrifying attack. "What a sharp sword Qi, and what an overweeningly powerful martial art."
"Just what kind of reincarnation was this Jing Yunxiao that he could even display such an attack?"
"Holy shit, my view of the world is about to collapse. Why am I not Jing Yunxiao?
Everyone was speechless.
Everyone was speechless.
This scene was too shocking.
Under these two attacks, the entire martial arts practice field was filled with smoke and dust, making it difficult to distinguish which direction was which.
"What was the result?"
"I guess Jing Yunxiao won?"
"Impossible, although Jing Yunxiao's attack seems to be a little stronger, but Manager Jing Mo's attack is not low either, I think two people should be able to attack five times."
The sounds of battle finally stopped. Amidst the smoke and dust, everyone began to guess at the final outcome.
Right at this moment, a breeze blew past, dispersing the smoke and dust in the air. Thus, a tall and straight figure stood on the field that had become increasingly clear, completely within the crowd's line of sight. There was also a figure lying motionless on the ground.
Seeing this, everyone was even more sure that one of the Jing Yunxiao and another one of his opponent had already fallen, and the battle had already ended.
Thus, everyone's gazes were locked onto the person who stood there. They all wanted to know who the final victor was.
Under this expectation, the dust finally settled. On the martial arts practice field, that towering, upright face was clearly displayed in front of everyone.
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