Zhongli Tingzhou was suspended in the air, standing against the wind, his black robe rustling in the wind. Suddenly, he threw the sword in his hand away.
The long sword floating in the air trembled suddenly, and a strong light burst out from the sword body. When the light converged, countless sword beams suddenly appeared around him.
The sword light exuded a terrifying aura. It was just floating quietly, but it made people's scalps tingle.
Chen Binyu took a breath of cold air. He could feel that the other party was finally going to use all his strength.
"Wen Hongru is not the only one who practices the Eight Divine Swords."
The Eight Divine Swords are one of the most violent and powerful sword techniques of the Supreme Sect. In order to become stronger, almost all of these geniuses have learned it. Those who have not learned it, not only are not qualified, but also cannot bear the pain of the violent sword energy of the Eight Divine Swords filling their bodies.
"I must win this battle!"
Chen Binyu secretly made up his mind, and the spiritual power in his body surged wildly. The spiritual energy around him also gathered continuously, forming whirlpools. If it was not inside the barrier, this place would definitely be full of flying sand and rocks.
The onlookers were almost blinded by the wind and could hardly see the two people in the formation with their naked eyes. They could only sense them with their spiritual sense.
The sky turned gray, with occasional dark clouds gathering. The two people under the clouds almost simultaneously planned their powerful moves.
"Chen Binyu, try my Ten Thousand Swords Destroying Array." Zhongli Tingzhou's face turned pale, as if it was caused by the output of a large amount of spiritual power. The sky was filled with sword lights, and in an instant, they crossed the sky quickly like falling meteors.
The rolling dark clouds, accompanied by rumbling thunder, were extremely powerful.
Chen Binyu laughed sinisterly, "What a bullshit Ten Thousand Swords Destroying Array, I've never heard of it, but you must have heard of the Eight Divine Swords. Today I'll let you have a taste of what it feels like to be killed by the swordsmanship learned by your companions!"
After he finished speaking, Chen Binyu suddenly jumped up. There was a dark cloud above his head. Occasionally, loud thunder flashed, illuminating the sky and the earth.
When he raised the knife in his hand, a thick lightning fell instantly and hit his long knife. The lightning flashed on the blade, making the power emanating from his knife more and more powerful, that power seemed to be able to destroy the world.
"Oh my god, Senior Brother Chen can actually use the seventh sword of the Eight Divine Swords. It's so powerful!"
The disciples of Ji Shang Zong were extremely excited. Before this, no one knew that he already knew the seventh sword technique.
"He actually succeeded." Ge Haoming was shocked. "Hongru, did you know about this?"
Wen Hongru looked stern, "I don't know, he hasn't told anyone about it, it seems he intends to use it as a trump card."
"Since it is used as a trump card, why use it here, just to deal with a person in the middle stage of out-of-body state?" Ge Haoming didn't understand.
"This man in the middle stage of out-of-body experience is quite powerful. I'm afraid Bin Yu wants to win quickly to establish his authority." Wen Hongru guessed his plan.
"But in this way, won't everyone know Senior Brother Chen's true strength?" Ge Haoming frowned.
"So what if you know? There are not many people here who can beat Binyu." Wen Hongru said coldly.
"That's right." Ge Haoming looked at the two huge momentums. It was obvious that Chen Binyu's momentum and power were greater. He smiled proudly, "I got a purple gold medal. I didn't expect it to be so easy. If I can win the second one, the Ji Shang Sect will be able to stand out this time, right?"
"It may be possible to get the second piece, but we only have Senior Brother Wen who has the ability to do so." Wei Hong flattered Wen Hongru at the right time.
Wen Hongru didn't say anything, but the corners of his mouth curled up slightly, as if he agreed with what he said.
As the two forces converged, they instantly created enormous power like mountains, seas, lakes and rivers, forming huge waves of spiritual pressure that rolled away from both sides.
After a while, the huge movement finally stopped, and just when everyone thought it was over, a white sword light with a few black wisps silently penetrated the huge waves formed by spiritual energy.
In order to perform the seventh and final strike of the Eight Divine Swords, Chen Binyu's spiritual power was almost completely gone. Even if he took a lot of pills, he was unable to replenish it in the first place.
By the time he noticed the sword light, it was too late to swing the sword a second time.
In a hurry, he swung out dozens of swords in succession. The power of each sword was naturally not comparable to the Eight Divine Swords, but they won in number.
Chen Binyu thought to himself that the opponent must have consumed more spiritual energy than him to use such a massive Ten Thousand Swords Destroying Formation, and would certainly not be able to launch a more powerful sword beam. He had slashed out with so many swords, which should be enough to resist.
Before Chen Binyu could even breathe a sigh of relief, he saw that the blade he had swung out, when it came into contact with the sword light, it disappeared into thin air without any resistance at all, and he could not help but be horrified.
How could this be? His cultivation and strength are higher than the other party's. There is no reason why the other party's combat power could be higher than his.
The speed of the sword light was very fast and it was about to rush in front of him in the blink of an eye. In desperation, Chen Binyu threw out a defensive magic weapon and used all his tricks.
Chen Binyu was in an extremely gloomy mood. He was actually forced to this point by a person in the middle stage of the out-of-body realm. It was a great shame and humiliation.
"A top-grade defensive weapon, that's rare." The crowd exclaimed in surprise.
"Chen Binyu, that's impossible. Isn't he a Great Perfection Out-of-Body Master? How come he looks like he's being beaten by the other party?"
"This disciple in the middle stage of out-of-body state seems to be quite capable. No wonder he dares to guard two purple gold medals by himself. If he wins this match, Zixiao Sect will have at least one purple gold medal."
"What's going on, Senior Brother Chen?" Ge Haoming looked at the scene anxiously.
"The opponent is very strong, and he used his ultimate move at the critical moment. If Bin Yu can block this move, that person will be at the end of his strength." Wen Hongru said with a bad face.
Chen Binyu obviously knew this. He had to block the attack no matter what. That was why he took out the defensive magic weapon without caring about his face.
There was a dull thud, as if the sword light fell on his magic weapon. The next second, this thud sound was like raindrops falling on a drum, one after another, as if composing a drum music.
Just as Chen Binyu realized something was wrong, Ge Haoming's anxious voice rang out.
"Brother Chen, be careful! He is absorbing a large amount of spiritual energy!"
The onlookers looked at the opposite side of Chen Binyu in shock. The spiritual energy in the air seemed to be intentionally drawn over and gathered around Zhongli Tingzhou, forming long rivers that rushed for thousands of miles with an extremely powerful momentum.
"He absorbs spiritual energy too quickly. It seems that he has recovered a lot of spiritual power in this short while." Lu Si was shocked.
“The people from Zixiao Sect also seem surprised. They don’t seem to know this either.” Gan Mulan frowned and guessed in her heart that Feng Xinxing and the others didn’t seem to know much about this disciple.
"What's the big deal? Everyone has secrets that they don't want to tell others. Maybe this is the secret he doesn't want to tell." Lu Si didn't care.
Gan Mulan hummed, "Maybe, Chen Binyu might lose."
"Stupid guy, if he didn't summon the defensive magic weapon, he might still win." Lu Si curled the corners of his mouth sarcastically.
Chen Binyu had already discovered that the sword light with black spots in the white color had split into countless sword lights and its power was also split a few seconds before hitting the defensive magic weapon.
The opponent made a feint to the east and attacked in the west, and on the surface it seemed that he had used a trick that could decide the outcome, but in fact he was just trying to deceive others. His real purpose was to recover his spiritual power.
Under normal circumstances, not much spiritual power could be recovered during this period of time, but it was different now.
The spiritual energy released by Wanxiandao is purer than that of Lingtian Continent, and the speed of recovering spiritual power is also faster than usual. With the help of elixirs, it will be even faster.
Before the challenge began, Chen Binyu never thought that he would end up in his current situation, and his mentality suddenly became unbalanced.
"If you have the ability, break my defense, otherwise you will be the one to die in the next moment!"
"Chen Binyu lost." Jiao Yan said calmly.
"Well, if you give up attacking and defending, you are doomed to fail." Feng Xinxing also responded.
The best defense is never defense, but offense. No monk has ever been able to win by defense.
"As you wish." The Yin-Yang Pearl in Zhongli Tingzhou's body started to spin rapidly the moment he spoke, and a large amount of spiritual power poured out.
Everyone thought that he absorbed so much spiritual energy in order to restore his spiritual power. They were right in one guess: he just wanted to conceal his tracks, but the purpose of the cover-up was different.
There was a loud bang, as if shaking the mountains and rivers, when his voice fell.
Chen Binyu, who was continuously injecting spiritual power into the defensive magic weapon, suddenly stopped moving. He stared at the magic weapon that suddenly had a crack, with a hint of fear in his eyes.
As he watched, the crack slowly expanded, and it seemed that the sword light was about to penetrate and even hit him who was behind the magic weapon.
Chen Binyu hurriedly stepped back and swung his sword at the same time, hitting the sword light that penetrated the magic weapon. He was not hit, but spat out a mouthful of blood.
He had refined this magic weapon before, and had used his own heart blood to refine it. When it was destroyed, his internal organs were also damaged.
The defensive magic weapon shattered into pieces, and the fragments flew in all directions. Zhongli Tingzhou flew out from behind the magic weapon, and without stopping, he rushed straight towards Chen Binyu. The sword in his hand did not stop either, and he slashed out several times in succession.
Each sword strike forced Chen Binyu to retreat continuously, and his robe was swept by the residual power of the sword light, and soon became tattered, looking extremely miserable.
He couldn't believe that he would be forced to this point by a person in the middle stage of the out-of-body realm. It was obvious that their cultivation was still two small realms away, and the great perfection and the middle stage were incomparable.
"Do you admit defeat?" Zhongli Tingzhou slashed out with his sword again.
Chen Binyu was furious, "Dream on! Don't think you can win by breaking my defense. This game has just begun!"
He roared, stepped hard with his hind legs, and began to fight back.
The two had almost used up their spiritual power, and after fighting for hundreds of moves in a row, neither side seemed able to do anything to the other.
In front of him, Zhongli Tingzhou took out several bottles of pills, poured the pills directly into his mouth, and swallowed them all in one gulp. A large amount of spiritual energy seemed to be boiling in his meridians.
His face turned blue, then white, and even red. His features were distorted and hideous, and blood was oozing from the back of his hand holding the sword.
Chen Binyu was not willing to show weakness, and immediately swallowed a large amount of pills to restore his spiritual power like him. His meridians seemed to be wider than Zhongli Tingzhou's, and his face was not as ugly as his.
As soon as the spiritual power of both sides recovered a little, they attacked almost at the same time. A sword light with devastating power attacked Chen Binyu, and a burst of knife light with unstoppable momentum slashed towards Zhongli Tingzhou.
As the swords collided, thick clouds of smoke rose into the sky like a giant mushroom. The surrounding barriers seemed unable to withstand the impact and trembled slightly.
The onlookers couldn't help but stretch their necks to watch, trying to figure out who the winner was from the thick smoke.
In the end, all they could see was the two remaining forces that seemed to be still rushing towards both sides.
The disciples of Zixiao Sect were also watching nervously. Gao Han felt his arm feel a little tight. He turned around and saw Yuan Ran anxiously grabbing his arm. His breathing had stopped.
"Gao Han, why are you so calm? Aren't you worried about your uncle?"
Yuan Ran asked in a low voice. They were partners, and he thought Gao Han would be the one who was most worried, but he didn't expect him to be so calm beyond his expectations.
There was a strange flash in Gao Han's eyes, "What's the use of worrying? I believe him."
"You really have confidence in your uncle-master." Yuan Ran had a complicated expression.
Gao Han gently pulled down the corners of his mouth, not daring to laugh too much. Why wasn't he worried? When he saw a trace of pain suddenly appear on the actor's face, he knew that someone's acting career had begun.