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"Junior apprentice Lin... It can actually resonate with a sword, resonate with its soul, and release the will of the sword?! " Tang Lu blinked her beautiful eyes, seeing the scene in the distance, she was surprised. At this time, the countless of sword images landed on the space above Lin Jingyu's head, from afar, the air seemed to solidify, as though it was being cut apart. Sword Qi roared, this situation was suddenly one with the terrifying realm of One with the Sword!
In the vast sky, there was only one person, one sword!
This was one with the sword!
"What a violent and majestic sword intent!" Not far away, the Ninth Peak and the disciples of the Fourth Peak watched the magnificent scene before them, both of their eyes in a dazed state, as if their hearts were about to reach their throats!
Only after a long time did he regain his senses ?
Lin Jingyu, a young man who was not even sixteen yet, had actually comprehended such a terrifying and vigorous sword will?!
It was truly admirable! It was also terrifying!
"Lin Jingyu..." Looking at the distant white-clothed youth, whose eyes were empty and cold, and who was gradually entering a state of immersion, the corner of Zhao Ziyang's mouth suddenly twitched as he watched the fight from the side. As if he had been stunned on the spot, he did not say a word. The scene of how he was stepped on under someone's foot countless times in his mind not only failed to materialize, it actually gave him a really heavy slap on the face! Sadly, lamentably!
"Sword Storm!"
In the distance, a white-clothed youth who was in the state of being one with the sword revealed a deep look in his eyes. Under the coldness of his words, he leisurely spoke, and suddenly, countless sword intents engulfed the surroundings, causing sand to fly, rocks to fly, grass to tremble, and ten thousand sword energies roared, cutting countless strange arcs in the air, slowly condensing above Lin Jingyu's head! In the blink of an eye, a terrifying storm was condensed. That storm was formed from tens of thousands of sword intents. It was like a mountain stream, and it seemed to have the power to devour everything!
This is, Sword Storm!
Then, he raised his left hand towards the sky, and his five fingers spread out to form a palm. Suddenly, the terrifying Sword Storm was all concentrated in his palm, the sword qi roared, and the boundless sword intent seemed to be able to step across the universe and tear the stars apart!
"Sword Fall!"
The youth made a clear sound, and at the same time his left arm descended, his palm also fiercely rushed forward. At the same time, the terrifying Sword Storm that was out of proportion to Lin Jingyu's body instantly fell like a meteor!
Abruptly, the ground was torn apart as dust and sand flew in every direction!
Boom!
As the incomparably arrogant Sword Storm and the gigantic silver dragon head's shadow collided, the air suddenly trembled, and the earth crumbled and mountains cracked as the scene unfolded before everyone's eyes!
"Boom!"
The silver dragon head silhouette howled towards the sky, biting, entangling, as though it was trying to swallow the incomparably sharp Sword Storm. However, the myriad of sword intents rumbled, and all resistance turned into nothing!
Boom!
The air vibrated as the silver dragon's shadow was sliced into pieces by the countless sword shadows, turning into nothing. The shadow shattered in the sky!
Swoosh! Swoosh! "Whoosh!"
Countless sword shadows overlapped each other as the ten thousand sword wills instantly formed a physical greatsword!
With this, the ten thousand swords became one!
Boom!
A terrifying force rumbled as the blade of the sword turned, heading forward to kill!
Once he displayed the will of the sword and entered into the 'selfless' realm, without a drop of blood, the blade of the sword would never turn back!
In this sort of situation, it was extremely difficult for a person to survive. Their throat would be slashed open and they would suffer a miserable death!
"Ah ?!"
A vicious sword intent, as fast as lightning, flew through the air, bringing with it layers of chilliness. As if he had felt a huge chilliness, Jiang Sheng's pupils had finally recovered from their state of selflessness. However, he was unable to reverse the situation!
Boom!
A sword pierced through, Jiang Sheng's entire world seemed to have turned gray, his lower abdomen roared, and with a "kacha", his dantian ruptured!
Puff!
Instantly, he felt a sweet taste in his throat and a mouthful of fresh blood was spat out. With a glare of his eyes, the iron-like body of the young man collapsed powerlessly onto the ground, the shock in his eyes froze for a moment, and at the same time, he muttered some words: "You actually ?" Broken my dantian! "
Just as he finished speaking, he spat out another mouthful of blood!
When everyone saw the scene in front of them, it was as if they had all been petrified!
The entire arena was silent, not a single sound could be heard!
At this time, the Fine Steel Sword had already been sheathed and returned to his hands once again. Looking from afar, that sharp back seemed to give off the feeling of a sword god descending upon the world!
Lin Jingyu won, Jiang Sheng lost!
But, what was even more miserable was that Jiang Sheng's Dantian was smashed into smithereens!
From then on, he would never be able to step foot into the Martial Dao again. This was truly a tragic fate!
The faces of the disciples from the Fourth Peak camp were all pale white, they stood there like 100 stone statues, their mouths did not close even after a long time, their faces filled with disbelief!
Senior Brother Jiang Sheng, whom they were so proud of, had lost, and even completely lost. This also signified that the pride of their Fourth Peak had been shattered into pieces!