abnabooks Chapter 253 You Speak Too Loudly
Chapter 253 You Speak Too Loudly
At this time, in the second virtual domain,
The duel between the two sword cultivators, Yan Li of the Immortal Emperor Sect and Wu Zhongsheng, the "Shenqing Demon Lord", has entered a fierce stage.
Yan Li's cultivation is at the second level of the Saint Yuan Realm, while Wu Zhongsheng's cultivation is at the second level of the Xuanzun Heavenly Demon Realm.
Although one is an immortal cultivator and the other is a demon cultivator, the cultivation realm of these two people is at the same level.
Since they have the same cultivation level and both are swordsmen, they can only decide the outcome with the sword in their hands.
And the two of them seemed to have a consensus. They only used the swords in their hands and their own cultivation to directly confront each other. They never used any gorgeous magic tricks.
"Since I retired from sword fighting two hundred years ago, I haven't had a sword art with someone as heartily as I do now for a long time,"
Wu Zhongsheng said while fighting Yan Li with the sword in his hand, "However, your sword speed has slowed down and your breathing seems to be disordered."
Immediately, Wu Zhongsheng poured more zhenqi into the sword and swung a harder blow towards Yanli.
Yan Li quickly used the sword in his hand to resist.
The moment the two swords collided, the majestic sword energy burst out like a flood due to a missing embankment.
Yan Li's cultivation at this time was showing signs of decline.
The body-protecting Gang Qi around him was cut by the sword Qi rushing in one after another.
Immediately, Yan Li's body retreated like a ball that suddenly deflated.
After retreating several feet, he managed to regain his balance.
"You are old, your physical strength is weak, and your cultivation has been weakening. It seems that there is no need to continue this duel. It is time for me to give you the final blow and end this duel."
As Wu Zhongsheng spoke, all his cultivation was pouring out.
He planned to use his strongest sword technique to end Yan Li, which was also a sign of respect for his opponent.
Sword Technique——Hundred Practices!
I saw the Shenqing Sword in Wu Zhongsheng's hand. The sword was actually wrapped with hundreds of black threads, which kept making a "sizzling" sound like a low thunder.
Not far away, Yan Li also felt the powerful pressure exerted by the hundreds of black rays on the Shenqing Sword.
"It seems that I have to use my real skills, otherwise I might really die here," Yan Li said with a calm smile.
Immediately, he raised the long sword in his hand, "By the way, I forgot to introduce you to the sword in my hand. It's called 'Yan Li'. This has always been its name. I just forgot my common name. Just borrow its name,"
"Let me tell you one more thing. The reason why you feel that I have become weaker is not because my cultivation is weak, but because this sword has been absorbing my cultivation. Now, it should be full!"
I saw that the long sword in Yan Li's hand suddenly glowed with red light, and the whole sword swelled inexplicably, as if it had turned into a long balloon.
Wu Zhongsheng frowned slightly. At this moment, his consciousness began to sense that the sword in Yan Li's hand contained amazing energy.
He was terrified and planned to strike first.
Immediately, he stabbed forward with the long sword in his hand, and hundreds of black streaks on the sword were ejected instantly like snakes and pythons,
Yan Li also held the long sword in his hand upright, pointed the tip of the sword at Wu Zhongsheng, and said in a deep voice, "Go, Yan Li."
Sword Technique - Yan Strike!
I saw that the tip of Yanli's sword suddenly cracked, and the energy contained in the bulging sword instantly burst out, forming a beam of majestic blue sword energy, and hundreds of black rays shot towards Yanli. Pi Lian was also instantly annihilated by this sword energy.
The majestic and surging sword energy immediately shattered Wu Zhongsheng's body, and he turned into powder on the spot.
The blade of the Yanli Sword also suddenly shattered, but a three-inch-long brand-new blade suddenly sprouted from the hilt, like a seed that had just broken through the ground and sprouted.
The original three-foot long sword has now become a small and exquisite short blade.
"This sword needs to be raised for a while before it can be used." Yan Li said to himself, and immediately threw the small short blade into the storage area.
Then, he sat down on the ground, picked up the wine gourd around his waist, and started drinking wine by himself.
He had no intention of supporting others because he knew that in his current situation, he would only become a burden to others.
…
At this time, in Liangyu Villa,
Mu Ting's eyes were always on the dense forest ahead. He seemed to be completely unable to hear what Song Ye said.
After all, in the eyes of a demon like him, the existence of mortals is no different from insects and ants.
Moreover, Mu Ting had already sensed that Xiao Yixin and others were in that dense forest, so there was no need to ask for any information from Song Ye.
From this, he naturally ignored what Song Ye said.
But Wang Chi glanced down at Song Ye, and then swung a sharp air blade towards Song Ye,
But the strange thing is that Song Ye and the girl in his arms disappeared instantly.
The air blade hit nothing.
Wang Chi's pupils dilated and he felt doubtful.
How could a mortal father and daughter suddenly disappear without a trace under his nose? !
How could a mortal's speed be so fast that even his naked eyes could not catch it.
Suddenly, Wang Chi's eyes froze, and a headless corpse appeared in his field of vision.
Before his consciousness collapsed, he finally recognized that the headless corpse was actually his own.
And his head was currently being held by Song Ye with one hand.
Mu Ting, who was on the side, noticed something strange "qi" surging beside him, so he immediately turned around,
Only then did he see that Wang Chi's body had been separated.
Wang Chi's headless body immediately fell to the ground, but his head was still held up in mid-air by Song Ye.
Song Ye can now control the mysterious energy to stay in the air, and control the mysterious energy to fly. He does not need to quickly step on the air waves to stay in mid-air like before.
Mu Ting saw that Song Ye, a mortal, was surrounded by an aura that he had never seen before.
But how could a mortal with no trace of cultivation be able to condense energy around his body?
Could it be that there is a powerful existence hiding nearby, and this existence is secretly protecting this mortal?
It was this existence that killed Wang Chi.
Immediately, Mu Ting spread his consciousness over the entire island and began to investigate carefully.
But after some investigation, no one with a higher level of cultivation than him and Wang Chi was found.
"Who killed him?" Mu Ting could only ask Song Ye directly.
Song Ye raised Wang Chi's head in his hand and said, "Isn't it obvious that I killed him?"
"You? Hahaha, how could you, an ant, kill him!" Mu Ting sneered.
"You are talking too loudly. I can't talk to you any more, otherwise I will be in trouble if I wake my daughter up later."
As he spoke, Song Ye dropped Wang Chi's head and freed up his right hand, while his left hand had been holding the sleeping Song Qian.
The corners of Mu Ting's mouth raised slightly, and he was about to open his mouth to speak, but Song Ye didn't give him another chance to speak.
Song Ye's figure instantly approached Mu Ting, and directly smashed his head with his right fist wrapped in black energy.
Mu Ting's body was gradually annihilated.
But at this moment, his body suddenly burst into dazzling light,
A beam of golden light burst out from his body and shot straight into the sky.
Mu Ting's death finally triggered the Jueyuan mark in his body.