Chapter 193: Beating up the Ancient Saint
Looking at the thousands of heavenly swords in the sky, Martial Saint Chiyang was shaken, with disbelief in his eyes.
"How can one person control such a powerful force of heaven and earth? Is it some kind of special secret treasure?"
There was a storm in his heart.
No wonder he thought so.
This is really unbelievable. One Heavenly Sword is already powerful enough, and ten thousand Heavenly Swords are an existence that even the ancient saints have to be wary of and look at with suspicion. You must know that the peerless foundation forged by these geniuses of each era is already extremely powerful, far surpassing ordinary celestial beings, and they are basically invincible in the realm of celestial beings.
But the young Taoist in front of them had a much stronger foundation than them.
This was somewhat beyond his understanding.
"Who is this guy?" Thoughts kept turning in his mind, and figures kept appearing.
But there was no more time for him to think.
The thousands of heavenly swords came crashing down to kill.
The sea was completely suppressed.
Many onlookers were horrified. They had been retreating since the beginning of the battle, but now they had to retreat further. The two men were almost out of sight. Some warriors with low cultivation could only barely judge the progress of the battle by the changes in their aura.
Ye Qinghe opened her mouth slightly:
"Is this what Xiaojiu looks like when he's at full power? So cool!"
She was extremely amazed and relieved.
The little kid who followed behind him back then had grown so powerful without him noticing and became a towering tree of the Zhenwu sect.
The Zhenwu disciples were shaking with excitement.
They just thought that Ning Qi was also the reincarnation of an ancient saint and were completely immersed in the battle before them.
Under the shocked gazes.
The Heavenly Sword fell like stars, and its extreme sharpness cut tiny cracks in the void.
Ning Qi did not try with his sword energy, but went all out from the start.
The Martial Saint Chiyang felt a tremendous amount of pressure. He looked up to the sky and roared angrily. The sun behind him unbridled its power wantonly. Strands of golden-red light burst forth, and the compass spun rapidly. Another powerful fire lion rushed out, followed by a swarm of fire crows.
Both of them have tried their best.
The fire crows burn the sea, and the heavenly sword suppresses the sun.
This scene is reflected in everyone's pupils and is destined to be remembered for a lifetime.
Boom boom boom!!
The horrible trembling sound continued.
The Heavenly Sword pierced through each Fire Crow, unstoppable. The Golden Crow and the Fire Lion both rushed out, but were suppressed by the Heavenly Sword's encirclement. The terrifying number overwhelmed the quality, and the sky was dyed red. The two were in a stalemate, but it was obvious that the Heavenly Sword was still as sharp as ever.
Ning Qi's sword technique changed.
The remaining Heavenly Sword changed again.
The next moment, a giant heavenly sword condensed out, like an ancient sword-shaped mountain. Not only was its edge even sharper, it also had an extremely heavy aura, and it continued to suppress the Chiyang Martial Saint with majestic power.
The expression of Martial Saint Chiyang changed drastically, and a strong sense of crisis made his whole body numb.
Without any hesitation, he spat out a mouthful of spiritual blood. His body was in great pain and his heart was bleeding, but he could do nothing.
The sun, which was originally somewhat dim, was watered by the spiritual blood and burst into bright light again.
The giant sky sword and the red sun collided.
The horrifying roar brought the world into a brief silence. Everyone could only stare at this scene in a daze. Then the sound broke out completely. Everyone covered their ears in pain. Some people were already bleeding from all seven orifices and took life-saving pills in panic. Watching this battle was more dangerous than fighting a life-and-death battle themselves, but many people still couldn't help it.
The light faded.
The young Taoist priest stood on top of the dragon, still as cool and unrestrained as ever, staring calmly ahead. On the other hand, Martial Saint Chiyang looked a little embarrassed. His face was slightly pale, he was furious, and there was a sinister look in his pupils.
"Okay! Okay! Okay! Looks like we're going to fight to the death today!" He gritted his teeth, "Since you don't want to stop, then let's have a good fight today. At worst, our plans of thousands of years will be in vain in one day!"
Ning Qi said nothing, but just chuckled sarcastically.
He could see that the other party was timid and he pointed out that his long-term plan had come to nothing in one day. He just wanted to make him afraid by saying such harsh words.
pity.
I am not an ancient saint.
Even if I cannot kill the other party today, I must make him pay a sufficient price. A mouthful of spiritual blood is not enough.
Thinking of his master coughing up blood, his eyes turned cold again.
The power of heaven and earth gathered, and the breath in his body calmed down at a very fast speed. The white dragon under Ning Qi's seat raised its head high, ready to attack again. Chiyang Martial Saint cursed in his heart, but was also ready to fight for his life again. If he left in such a mess, his reputation would be ruined.
But suddenly.
Both of them looked in the same direction. Far away in the sea, a blind old man was walking towards them with a cane. He was sighing, but helpless.
Thinking of what the other party had done on Zhenxuan Mountain before, Ning Qi's face changed slightly, while Chiyang Wusheng was delighted in his heart. He shouted in a cold voice:
"Today I will compete with you!"
He was certain that Zhan Tian Wu Sheng would stop the two of them, so he was not panicked. If that was the case, he could not let his reputation fall into disgrace.
Ning Qi said nothing when he saw the other party's arrogant look.
But the white dragon pounced even more ferociously.
If Zhan Tian Wu Sheng wanted to take care of this matter, he was powerless for the time being, but before Zhan Tian Wu Sheng spoke, he would just pretend he didn't see it.
Wisps of spiritual energy made the void tremble.
The white dragon beat up the dim golden crow, and the Red Sun Martial Saint held on without increasing his spiritual power with blood. He didn't know when the Great Sun Compass had fallen into his hands, supplying him with spiritual power to the maximum extent.
The Martial Saint Zhan Tian is already approaching.
He was about to speak.
Sudden.
The fog, which had been calm until now, has changed.
Amidst everyone's astonishment, the fog opened its huge mouth like a giant beast and swallowed up the Martial Saint Zhan Tian.
Ning Qi's eyes moved slightly, as if he understood something, and a smile appeared in his eyes.
The expression of Martial Saint Chiyang changed drastically.
Ning Qi had no intention of wasting time.
During this short moment, the internal energy in his body recovered a lot. He waved his hand, and densely packed sky swords appeared in the void again. Although there were not as many as before, it was enough to condense into a giant sky sword again.
Looking at the giant sky sword that was suppressing him again, Martial Saint Chiyang gritted his teeth and spat out another mouthful of spiritual blood. The sun's light surged and the Golden Crow cried.
The roar shook the sky again.
But this time.
Ning Qi did not stop.
There was a golden light flashing in his eyes, filled with cold murderous intent. He had already figured out the strengths and weaknesses of the Red Sun Martial Saint the last time. He had enough explosive power, but was only willing to spit out a mouthful or two of spiritual blood. This was his chance!
Naturally, he couldn't use the same method a second time.
now.
When the sun and the sky sword collided.
Ning Qi united his mind and spirit, and the innate sword energy that had been nurtured in his body for a long time burst out fiercely!
The strength of Wanjian Guizong lies in its continuity and endlessness, while the strength of Xiantian Divine Sword lies in its extreme sharpness and explosive power. If it comes to single-target killing, the Xiantian Divine Sword is even better than the giant heavenly sword.
In the void, a space crack as thick as a finger spread over a hundred feet, but it did not dissipate immediately.
Martial Saint Chiyang looked horrified, his pupils filled with disbelief.
But at this moment, he was in a state where his old strength had gone and new strength had not yet been generated. Although the spiritual blood was useful, he couldn't just spit it out whenever he wanted. His roar was mixed with a hint of fear:
"Zhan Tian Wu Sheng, save me!"
The fog rolled in, but no one rushed out.
He was somewhat desperate. At the critical moment, he could only grit his teeth and throw out the Great Sun Compass. The Golden Crow wailed as it was pierced by the terrifying sword energy. The Great Sun Compass collided with it, making a crisp jingling sound. The light became dimmer, and the sword energy was fleeting. A strange aura emanated from the body of the Red Sun Martial Saint, and he let out a strange cry. One arm flew into the air, and then was smashed to pieces. Only the Great Sun Compass remained, being taken back by the aftermath of the sword energy.
Ning Qi raised his eyebrows.
This ancient sage is indeed difficult to kill.
But he didn't give up.
Prepare to forcibly cultivate the second innate divine sword energy.
Ning Qi took a step forward, his body glowing with light, he slapped out with one palm, the void was shaking, his body was so powerful that it was terribly powerful, he slapped Chiyang Martial Saint on the mouth, several teeth fell out instantly, and blood spurted out. Ning Qi sighed, the ancient saint was really thick-skinned and tough, if it was anyone else, they would have been beaten into blood foam.
Everyone from the Zhenwu Sect was extremely excited and their blood was boiling.
I don't know when the corners of Taoist Longshan's mouth curled up slightly.
Ning Qi slapped him a few more times, seized the opportunity, and kicked the Chiyang Martial Saint like a ball.
Everyone was stunned.
Above the sea, the young Taoist was terrifyingly ferocious.
The Martial Saint Chiyang flew hundreds of feet, his eyes turning blood red.
What a shame!
What a shame!
He burst into a violent aura, ready to risk his life regardless of the consequences.
A light sigh was heard, and Ning Qi's fist was stopped by an unmatched force, which gently rolled him back. His eyes flashed, and the sword energy rolled up the fallen Great Sun Compass and retreated. He decided to stop while he was ahead, and the innate divine sword energy that was forcibly nurtured in his body gradually subsided.
It was unknown when the Martial Saint Zhan Tian appeared between the two of them.
“Chiyang, stop. If your spiritual blood is burned out, you’ll have to start all over again.” The old man sighed.
The violent aura fluctuations of Chiyang Martial Saint were calmed by the powerful force, but his eyes were bloodshot, like a ferocious beast that was selecting its prey. He looked at Ning Qi, wishing he could tear him into pieces. Although his left arm was cut off, it did not affect the strength of the Martial Saint, but he was beaten up in front of so many people and was about to go crazy.
"He must pay the price!" the Martial Saint Chiyang roared.
Ning Qi looked at him calmly:
"Then continue. I'm not afraid of you."
Zhan Tian Wu Sheng had a headache. He glanced at the young Taoist priest imperceptibly, and his heart was filled with ripples. This boy was truly extraordinary. He glanced at Chi Yang Wu Sheng again, and finally said:
"That's all for today."
Ning Qi knew that it was impossible to continue, and since he was not at any disadvantage, he naturally nodded indifferently.
But how could the Martial Saint Chiyang agree to that?
He suffered heavy losses today.
All dignity is lost.
I'm afraid I'll become a laughing stock in the future.
"Absolutely not!" His eyes were cold.
The blind old man suddenly turned his head, his hollow eyes making people feel nervous and frightened. He stared at the Red Sun Martial Saint and said calmly:
"I say, that's it."
Chiyang Wusheng seemed to be poured with a basin of ice water. His original anger and resentment were instantly extinguished. His face was uncertain, but he finally gritted his teeth and said:
"Okay, I'll give you a favor, Heaven-Slaying Martial Saint!"
But he was thinking in his heart that if he could find a chance when Zhan Tian Wu Sheng was not around, he would definitely avenge himself for today’s humiliation!
When his spiritual inspiration comes back and Martial Saint Zhan Tian has no time to take care of other things, this may be his chance.
He had already vaguely figured out the background of the young Taoist in front of him. He didn't seem to be an ancient sage. Although his foundation was beyond common sense and his methods were very strange, his foundation was definitely not as deep as his own.
Thinking of this, he stared at Ning Qi coldly, and gradually calmed down his anger.
"Give me back the Great Sun Compass!"
Ning Qi's face did not blush and his heart did not beat:
"What compass? I've never seen one before."
Martial Saint Chiyang was furious. He had just clearly seen that this kid took advantage of the time when he was unable to control the compass and lured it back to his side, and then disappeared. Now he was lying with his eyes open. How shameless!
"You're talking nonsense, it was clearly you who took it!" He looked at Zhan Tian Wu Sheng.
Ning Qi said innocently:
"I've never seen this before. This inferior product might have been shattered by my sword energy just now."
Martial Saint Chiyang was even more furious.
Zhan Tian Wu Sheng was somewhat helpless:
"My friend..."
Ning Qi felt a little regretful. He originally wanted to take the Great Sun Compass to study it and see what the difference was between it and the Yu Wang Pearl. But now it seems that he has to hand it over. After all, the Martial Saint Zhan Tian is too powerful and he can't go too far.
But at this time.
All I heard was a loud bang echoing.
Everyone's attention was drawn to it.
The fog that originally covered the surrounding sea area suddenly fluctuated violently, and then began to shrink rapidly. An isolated island appeared in front of everyone. The scenery on the island was invisible as it was completely shrouded in fog. Only vaguely could one see what seemed to be cranes and spirit beasts dancing in the air. A breeze blew by, and it seemed that there were fairy palaces appearing and disappearing in it.
Many warriors were shocked.
"Is this the true appearance of the Zhenwu Palace? Isn't this the immortal palace that has fallen into the human world?"
Most of the people here have never been to the island, and they are all excited at this moment. Some people can't wait to walk towards the isolated island.
But the next moment.
Those people stopped in shock.
boom!
There was another loud noise.
The sea overturned, and towering columns of water shot up into the sky.
then.
The isolated island that hid the fairy palace actually came to life. With a long and vicissitudes roar, the island rose into the air, and endless waves rolled down from the edge of the island. Under the cover of white mist, it looked like a fairy waterfall from the heavenly palace.
Everyone was stunned.
This is not an isolated island.
It is clearly an extremely huge turtle beast!
The giant turtle was more than a thousand feet long. At this moment, it held its head high and roared in a low voice. Its four hooves stepped forward like a pillar of heaven stepping on the sea, and its tail was entangled in the white mist like a spirit snake.
Ning Qi was shocked and amazed. He finally understood what the trace he found when he was searching for the Zhenwu Palace was. It turned out to be this giant turtle.
He looked at the giant turtle, and seeing the familiar admiring eyes, he became more certain of his previous guess.
The Martial Saint Zhan Tian was not suddenly wrapped in the white mist for no reason. Ning Qi's mouth corners couldn't help but curl up slightly. He knew that the Great Sun Compass might have been found.
The face of Martial Saint Chiyang gradually became gloomier.
The giant turtle moved its gaze, finally landing on the Heaven-Slaying Martial Saint, and its deep voice shook the sky:
"Old friend, long time no see."
(End of this chapter)
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