Chapter 205: Crush the Red Sun Martial Saint

Under the gaze of everyone, a ball of light containing a sharp aura shot up into the sky, dazzlingly bright. The three Sword Demons who were talking were all shocked. They even vaguely felt a sense of crisis from the ball of light, as if the sharpness could cut them in half.

"This is……"

Ning Qi smiled and said:

"The energy source that just fell from the sky, one part enhanced the life essence of the Enlightenment Tea Tree, and the other part integrated the weather and essence of the Zhenwu Mountain to form this sword embryo."

Everyone suddenly understood.

The three of them looked over and could vaguely see a sword embryo that was powerful enough to cut through the void emerging from the bright light. It was foreseeable how amazing the sword embryo would be after it was nurtured.

"Such a magical sword is worthy of Fellow Daoist Tianjian." The Sword Demon laughed.

He didn't have any other ideas. Not to mention that he was good at swordsmanship, it would be the same even if he was also good at kendo.

There has been a saying since ancient times that a sword goes with a hero.

Such a peerless spiritual sword.

Ordinary people can't control it.

The three of them were all self-aware. Taoist Longshan and Qin Yun would not have any other ideas. They were just happy for Ning Qi. Even if they put aside their feelings, based on Ning Qi's contribution to the Zhenwu Sect, this magic sword should belong to Ning Qi.

Besides.

I'm afraid only Ning Qi can control this magic sword.

Just the sound of the movement taking shape right now was enough to make them a little frightened.

The precious light rises into the sky, and the sharp edge is overflowing.

Boom!

After the deafening roar, thunder fell from the sky!

Deep purple electric snakes fell on the ball of light, tempering it.

Golden light gathered in Ning Qi's eyes as he glimpsed the origin of it. Under the condensation of thunder power, the sword embryo became more solid, and the power within it became purer. A flash of inspiration emerged in his mind. This thunder tempering was similar to the Heavenly Thunder Method he had created before.

Now he has entered the realm of Martial Saint, has mastered spiritual power, and has a different understanding of Heavenly Thunder Technique, and is in the process of sublimation.

The Martial Saint cultivates the Qi of the Five Elements, but can also evolve many powers from it. Thunder is a very domineering one among them. The upper limit of the Heavenly Thunder Method is very high, and it may become a powerful killing method for Ning Qi in the future.

Ning Qi looked expectant.

Everyone was waiting for the moment when the sword embryo was completely formed.

But things didn't go that smoothly.

Ning Qi turned his eyes, golden light surged, and he stared at a white cloud in the distant sky. The strong sense of oppression made the void slightly distorted.

The three sword demons were a little confused.

But the next moment.

Their expressions all changed.

A powerful wave of force appeared in the white cloud, and behind the cloud, a middle-aged man with white hair was looking in this direction with slight surprise, as if he didn't know why he was suddenly exposed.

"That is... Baiyun Martial Saint!" Taoist Longshan's expression became slightly solemn as he recognized the identity of the visitor.

Ever since the ancient saints came into the world, some people have been collecting information about them and spreading it. Of course, they dare not rank them like they did on the List of Heavenly Beings. They cannot afford to offend the ancient saints, and warriors only dare to discuss them in secret and will not put it in public.

therefore.

Except for a very small number of very low-key ancient saints, the characteristics of most ancient saints are not a secret.

"Are you here for the sword embryo?"

Everyone was not a fool. Just by looking at the passion in Martial Saint Baiyun's eyes as he looked at the sword embryo, they knew why.

Ning Qi's eyes were calm, showing no surprise.

The spiritual inspiration revived and the source of power fell, but not every ancient saint could get what they wanted. Naturally, some ancient saints would follow the precious light. It took Baiyun Martial Saint a while, and it was estimated that he could not figure out his true strength, so he did not show any trace.

The sword embryo had just come out, and due to the excitement it revealed some flaws.

now.

Baiyun Wusheng had no intention of retreating. Since he had been discovered, he simply watched from a distance without saying a word, just quietly waiting for the sword embryo to be completely formed.

Such a treasure should be possessed by those who are destined and capable.

Although the Heavenly Sword Martial Saint had a record of suppressing the Red Sun Martial Saint, no one knew how strong he was now. Many of the ancient saints had never met each other, but had only heard of their reputations across the ages, and they were not necessarily convinced of each other.

He was unwilling to retreat like this.

Qin Yun's eyebrows raised.

He looked coldly at the Baiyun Martial Saint opposite him, and his aura burst out without reservation.

boom!

The void trembled slightly.

The eyes of Martial Saint Baiyun narrowed.

In addition to the Heavenly Sword Martial Saint, the Zhenwu sect actually has another Martial Saint?

"But he is only a Martial Saint of the first level, not worth mentioning..."

As soon as this thought came to his mind, his eyes froze.

The Sword Demon and Taoist Longshan also stood side by side with Qin Yun, bursting out with momentum.

"Three first-level martial saints! This small Zhenwu sect actually has four martial saints?"

His heart began to beat fast.

Although he is a third-level Martial Saint, and is extremely close to a fourth-level Martial Saint, he is not invincible. At this moment, there is a Heavenly Sword Martial Saint opposite him, and his strength is unknown. Three more Martial Saints have appeared. It is not easy to fight one against four.

Martial Saint Baiyun had some thoughts of retreating.

At this time.

His eyes moved and he looked towards the sky.

I saw a large dark cloud floating towards me at a very fast speed. It was far away at first, but in the blink of an eye, it was already close. Upon closer inspection, I found that it was not a dark cloud at all, but a piece of black rain-like waves, somewhat sticky, like a swamp. A big man with bare arms walked through the air.

"Kurosawa Wusheng!"

There was a gleam in the eyes of Baiyun Martial Saint.

Things seem to be taking a turn for the better.

If I were alone, it would be hard to say what would happen and I would have to retreat. But if there were more people, I would have a chance. If I sensed his aura correctly, the gap in strength between Kurosawa Wusheng and myself would not be too big.

Strictly speaking.

Both of them are considered to be on the lower level among the ancient saints. The era they lived in was not too far from the present, and they also had a certain amount of luck to be alive in the present world. The ancient saints were not necessarily able to survive to the present day just because they were powerful, and some of the very few lucky ones did not necessarily need extremely strong strength.

Martial Saint Heize and Martial Saint Baiyun looked at each other without saying anything, but stopped at a distance from each other.

Right now the sword embryo is still condensing, so there is no need to take action in advance. It is better to wait and see.

While thinking.

There were flashes of lightning and rumbling sounds again, but the sound did not come from the thunder tempered by the sword embryo, but from the other side. Large pieces of thunderclouds rolled in, and there were even roars.

Seeing the purple-robed man standing with his hands behind his back and purple lightning patterns on his face, Martial Saint Heize and Martial Saint Baiyun both changed their expressions.

"Mad Thunder Martial Saint!"

This person's name is much more famous, no less famous than the Martial Saint Chiyang. His thunder technique evolved from the wood energy is extremely well-known, which can be seen from his unconcealed aura at the moment.

This person has already reached the fourth level of Martial Saint, and this person is probably not just a newcomer to the fourth level.

The two Martial Saints who arrived first had somewhat ugly expressions on their faces. The further one advances in the Martial Saint realm, the greater the gap becomes. It's not just the difference in the quality and quantity of spiritual power, but after reaching a high level of Martial Saint, the Five Elements' Qi become more complete, and the amplification between them will surpass the past.

For example, the gap between a fourth-level Martial Saint and a third-level Martial Saint is much greater than the gap between a third-level Martial Saint and a second-level Martial Saint.

Invisible.

The two Martial Saints got closer and were inclined to form an alliance under pressure, otherwise they would not be able to compete with the Mad Thunder Martial Saint.

"What a treasure!" The Mad Thunder Saint looked at the sword embryo with a fiery gaze. He laughed loudly towards the sky, completely ignoring the aura emitted by Dao Mo and the other three people.

Just three first-level martial saints can only mean that the other party is lucky.

Not good enough.

He moved his body and was about to rush towards the sword embryo in the void.

But right away.

He just froze in mid-air, his pupils shrinking sharply.

Another extremely powerful aura burst out, locking onto him tightly, as if as long as he took one more step, he would be met with a merciless bombardment.

"A Martial Saint of the Fourth Realm. And looking at his aura and spiritual power, he seems to be even more powerful than mine." The Martial Saint Kuang Lei looked at the young Taoist in the distance and realized that he was too happy too early.

Martial Saint Hei Ze and Martial Saint Bai Yun were both shocked when they saw Ning Qi's aura bursting out in the distance.

Then I felt a little relieved.

It was no fluke that this Martial Saint of Heavenly Sword was able to suppress the Martial Saint of Red Sun. Even though he had never heard of his name before, it now seemed that he had a profound foundation. It was definitely not easy for him to break into the fourth realm of Martial Saint in one fell swoop on the day when his spiritual energy was revived.

Ning Qi stood with his hands behind his back, his face expressionless:

"Everyone, this sword embryo belongs to my Zhenwu sect, please retreat."

He spoke calmly, but there was an irresistible dominance in his voice.

The three people in front of him were nothing, but judging from the previous behavior of Martial Saint Zhan Tian, ​​he seemed to be trying his best to avoid infighting among the Martial Saints. Therefore, Ning Qi showed some mercy. However, if the other party insisted on seeking death, that would be another matter.

But the three Martial Saints felt secretly angry when they heard this.

This Heavenly Sword Martial Saint is too arrogant!

Kurosawa Wusheng and the other man didn't want to be the first to speak, but Kuanglei Wusheng couldn't help it. He snorted coldly and was about to speak.

But a cold and sarcastic voice sounded in the distance:

"Oh! Spiritual power is revived, treasures have fallen from the sky, and those who are capable will take them! You said it is your Zhenwu Sect's thing, but I said it flew all the way here from my Chiyang Sect. If that's the case, why don't you get out of here right now!!"

A rolling exit.

A strong murderous aura rushed towards him, and the void was shaking.

Everyone stared.

The sun and the moon shone together, and two figures came from the sky. Their undisguised hostility made all the Zhenwu disciples change color.

He comes with ill intentions.

Taoist Longshan's expression gradually became frozen.

He recognized the identity of the visitor.

"Red Sun Martial Saint!"

It was he who had just spoken.

The three Martial Saints who arrived earlier also felt nervous, not only because of the Martial Saint Chiyang. Although he was powerful, he was not strong enough to make them feel that way. What really made them feel afraid was the graceful woman next to the Martial Saint Chiyang.

"Greetings, Purple Moon Martial Saint." The three of them took the initiative to greet him.

This person is no ordinary one, and is definitely one of the top ones even among the ancient saints. They have no doubt that the person before them is at least a perfect fourth-level Martial Saint, and it is possible that he has even reached the fifth level!

The cold-hearted woman nodded calmly, and then looked at Ning Qi coldly, with murderous intent gathering in her eyes:

"It was you who used despicable means to steal my elder brother's secret treasure?"

Ning Qi looked at the woman opposite him.

The aura is indeed powerful.

He vaguely achieved perfection in the five elements and had obviously entered the ranks of the Five Realms Martial Saint. However, he was not afraid. He was no longer the same person as before. Although he was in the fourth realm, he was far from being comparable to an ordinary fourth realm Martial Saint.

Ning Qi did not say anything, but just looked at Chiyang Wusheng indifferently, even with a hint of sarcasm. Chiyang Wusheng was furious. He just felt that the look seemed to say, you useless thing, you still need to rely on a woman to get back your face?

Chiyang Wusheng took a deep breath and said with a sinister smile:

"I want to see who can help you today!"

He had already made plans to take revenge on the day when his spiritual power was revived. Right now, Zhan Tian Wu Sheng was busy with his own affairs and had no time to take care of other things. This was the best opportunity.

He glanced at the empty sword embryo and laughed heartily again:

"It's just that I didn't expect there would be such a pleasant surprise. I have to thank you very much."

He unscrupulously vented the frustration he had suppressed for many days. His one arm was trembling, constantly reminding him of the humiliation he had suffered since his revival. He wanted to humiliate Ning Qi severely.

But Ning Qi was as calm as ever.

"clown."

These two simple words made the veins on Chiyang Martial Saint's forehead throb, and the spiritual energy outside his body surged, showing signs of going berserk.

He hates it.

After losing the Great Sun Compass, if it weren't for the help of Purple Moon Martial Saint, he would have almost stopped at the third level of Martial Saint. But even so, he is only barely at the fourth level of Martial Saint.

"Brother, calm down." Purple Moon Martial Saint whispered gently, his spiritual energy carrying a special power.

Chiyang Wusheng barely managed to calm his mind. He whispered bitterly:

"Little sister, help me to clear the battlefield. I want to suppress him with my own hands."

This period of time.

He recalled the battle in the Black Sand Sea countless times. He realized that the opponent's sword seemed sharp but lacked strength. He suffered an unexpected loss. If it happened again, he would never lose again.

And now that he has entered the realm of Martial Saint, the situation is very different. Both of them are Martial Saints of the fourth realm, and he has confidence.

He wants to break his own inner demons with his own hands.

Martial Saint Ziyue looked at Martial Saint Chiyang's determined eyes and felt a little distressed. She nodded gently:

"Brother, just go for it."

With her watching over it, the other party can't cause any trouble.

He is just a Martial Saint of the Fourth Realm.

As the two of them talked, they had already regarded Ning Qi and the Zhenwu Sect as fish on the chopping board.

All Zhenwu disciples were indignant.

But Ning Qi's expression remained calm.

The Martial Saint Chiyang took a deep breath, his eyes gradually calmed down. When the real battle came, he would not underestimate the opponent. If the opponent was really a waste, he would not have let himself lose an arm before. He took a step forward, unparalleled spiritual power swept around him, rich fire energy spread, and a big sun appeared behind him.

"Today, we will avenge our previous shame!"

"Red sun burns the sky!"

The Martial Saint Chiyang roared, and the sun behind him shone brightly. Rays of terrifying flames rose in the void. Their power was much more terrifying than when they were in the Black Sand Sea. The flames burned out black holes in the void, which made people feel palpitating. If the void of heaven and earth had not become more solid after his spiritual power was revived, it would have been even more terrifying.

Kuang Lei Wusheng and others all had solemn expressions.

They had a hunch.

What will follow is a battle between dragons and tigers.

The first battle between Martial Saints after the revival of spiritual power took place between two Martial Saints of the Fourth Realm, which made many onlookers look forward to and excited.

Everyone in the Zhenwu Sect also became nervous.

Only Ning Qi remained calm.

Looking at the sun burning with terrifying flames coming towards him, he simply raised his hand.

The next moment.

A giant palm that covered the sky and was condensed by vast spiritual power appeared in the void. The four elements of gold, wood, water and fire were condensed in it. Although one element was missing, a certain wonderful balance was achieved. Not only that, it also contained the mystery of suppression of the True Martial Seal. This was what Ning Qi had just comprehended and had reached a perfect state.

Boom!

There was a loud bang.

The giant palm of spiritual power easily crushed the flaming sun.

He then continued with his momentum, and in front of Chiyang Martial Saint's dazed and horrified eyes, he grabbed Zhiwu in his palm.

Ning Qi applied gentle force.

Bang.

The body of the Martial Saint Chiyang exploded and turned into a bloody rain.

His eyes were extremely calm:

"There is a difference between a fourth-level martial saint and a fourth-level martial saint."

(End of this chapter)