War Sovereign Soaring The Heavens

"Brother Duan, if you are interested in this set of defensive martial arts, I can teach you... This set of defensive martial arts can be used with any spiritual weapon and any artistic conception."

Feng Tianwu Yuan Li said to Duan Lingtian.

When Duan Lingtian heard the words, his heart felt warm, and at the same time, his eyes were extremely complicated.

The defensive martial skill that Feng Tianwu used just now may not be comparable to the heaven-level defensive martial skill, but for those who have not yet comprehended the 'intermediate artistic conception', it is a set of martial skills that are extremely against the sky.

Once this defensive martial skill is used, as long as it is not facing someone whose strength is much stronger than itself, it can almost defeat it.

Moreover, this kind of martial skill is not even in the memory of the Samsara Martial Emperor, which is enough to show its preciousness.

Now, Feng Tianwu wants to teach him this set of martial arts in a few words, which is enough to show the importance of him in Feng Tianwu's heart.

"No need to."

However, Duan Lingtian still rejected Feng Tianwu's kindness.

It's not how great he is, but he doesn't think it's necessary.

This kind of defensive martial skill, if you want to practice it to the level of Feng Tianwu's display, no matter how good your comprehension is, it will take at least three or two years.

Not to mention that Duan Lingtian didn't have much time to practice this defensive martial skill.

Even if he had time, he would not practice.

It's just because his biggest goal now is to successfully comprehend the "Intermediate Wind Artistic Conception" before the "Ten Dynasties Martial Arts Competition" begins a year later.

At that time, he can directly practice many heavenly martial arts in the memory of the "Samsara Martial Emperor", among which there are many heavenly defensive martial arts that can be boosted by the power of spiritual weapons.

Therefore, there is no need for him to waste time on this defensive martial skill.

"Suri."

Soon, Duan Lingtian came back to his senses, and his gaze focused on the sky above Prison Arena.

At this moment, Su Li was confronting another young talent at the eighth level of the Void Realm.

This young talent at the eighth level of Void Entering Realm has already made a move before. What he has comprehended is only the 'seventh level of artistic conception', and he will not pose any threat to Su Li.

However, because Su Li has not really shown his strength so far, this young talent at the eighth level of the Void Realm, that is, Su Li's opponent, does not know Su Li's real background.

Suddenly, Su Li's opponent made a move.

Whoosh!

He flew out like a sharp arrow from a strong bow, and arrived in front of Su Li in a blink of an eye.

call out!

When he raised his hand, a cyan sword light condensed by the elemental force and the "seven heavy swords' artistic conception" suddenly appeared, as if it had turned into a poisonous green snake, and bit Su Li viciously.

"die!"

Su Li's opponent yelled angrily, pointing the sword at Su Li's throat, obviously wanting to kill the person who challenged him.

"Humph!"

Sensing the murderous intent on the opponent's sword, Su Li snorted coldly, and followed suit.

call out!

The same sword light came from Su Li's hand easily, but it contained a more powerful 'sword concept', like a gangrene attached to the bone, it followed the opponent's sword light like a shadow.

At this moment, it was as if two poisonous snakes were about to bite together.

Some spectators with low cultivation levels hurriedly covered their ears when they saw this scene, for fear that the sound of the two spirit swords clashing would burst their eardrums.

Soon, they realized that their worries were unnecessary.

call out!

Another ear-piercing sword whistling sounded.

Immediately afterwards, everyone present could clearly see that Su Li flew out, as if turning into a sharp sword piercing the void.

But when he was about to collide with the opponent's spirit sword with his sword, he stepped aside in an instant.

The moment the opponent reacted, Su Li shot again.

call out!

The spirit sword in Su Li's hand seemed to have eyes, grazing straight at the opponent.

Pooh!

The next moment, a hideous blood hole appeared in Su Li's opponent's throat, gushing out dazzling blood. After struggling a few times, his body finally stiffened.

After being carried away by inertia for a certain distance, Su Li's opponent stopped and fell down.

On the cage of the Prison Arena, another corpse was hung.

"What a fast sword!"

As early as when Su Li shot to kill his opponent, Duan Lingtian's pupils could not help shrinking, his face was full of shock.

At that moment, he clearly saw Su Li displaying an extremely pure sword skill.

Sword skills are not fancy, they pay attention to directness.

When the sword comes out, there is blood.

This point is similar to his "Sword Drawing Technique", but the sword skills displayed by Su Li are obviously much better than "Sword Drawing Technique".

"Perhaps... only by using "Feng Lei Finger" can I keep up with the speed of the sword skill that Su Li just displayed."

Duan Lingtian secretly thought.

If Su Li killed his opponent with the 'third-grade spiritual sword', Duan Lingtian wouldn't be so shocked.

But the problem is, what Su Li used was only the 'Fourth Grade Spiritual Sword'.

In terms of strength, it is better than the opponent in the artistic conception of the sword, and has the power of an ancient horned dragon.

With the difference of the power of an ancient horned dragon, killing an opponent face to face, this is inconceivable in the eyes of any Void Realm warrior.

But Su Li did it, using his pure and direct powerful sword skills.

"Another eighth-level Void-entry young talent has died!"

Everyone in the Prison Arena sighed after they came back to their senses.

"This young swordsman seems to be a member of the Blackstone Empire... a member of the Blackstone Empire, this time he's making a big splash!"

"Yes. So far, not only Duan Lingtian has entered the second round of selection in the Blackstone Empire, but the other two have also entered the second round of selection... In the second round of selection, it is inevitable for Duan Lingtian and this young swordsman to advance. Just not I don’t know if the remaining one can successfully advance.”

"That person seems to be a martial artist at the seventh level of the Void Realm... I don't think so. After all, after removing the six young talents at the ninth level of the Void Realm, and the other three young talents at the eighth level of the Void Realm, there is only one "Ten Chaohui" Wu' quota."

"For one spot, nine young talents at the seventh level of the Void Realm are competing...it is indeed up for grabs."

...

Around the Prison Arena, there was a lot of discussion, and many people looked at Long Yun and shook their heads.

Hearing these discussions, Long Yun's eyes were like knives, shining with a cold light.

He is determined to win the last spot!

No……

Today, he has to do more than that.

call!

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, Su Li returned to the air in front of the auditorium where everyone in the Blackstone Empire was, and stood beside Long Yun.

"Su Li, congratulations!"

At this time, everyone in the Blackstone Empire, including King Yong, congratulated Su Li one after another.

"Next, who will come on stage to challenge?"

Soon, the old man's voice came again, hitting the tense nerves of the other nine young talents except Su Li and Feng Tianwu.

Whoosh!

A gust of wind whistled suddenly, and a young man appeared above the prison arena.

"Long Yun!"

Duan Lingtian looked at Long Yun in the sky above the prison arena, and didn't think there was anything at first, but when he found that Long Yun's gaze was locked on the young talent of the eighth level of the Void Realm who had surrendered in front of Feng Tianwu, he couldn't help it. Surprised.

Long Yun, you want to challenge this person with his cultivation at the seventh level of the Void Realm?

At this moment, among other things, Duan Lingtian faintly felt admiration for Long Yun's courage.

"This young talent at the eighth level of the Void Realm has the same 'artistic conception of swords' as Long Yun, but his cultivation is a level higher, and he has the power of an ancient horned dragon... Even if Long Yun uses the 'Third Grade Spiritual Saber' , and the strength is at most equal to the opponent."

"This battle is extremely dangerous for either of the two...Long Yun dared to make such a choice, either because he wanted to lose face, or because he really had the confidence to defeat the opponent."

Duan Lingtian secretly thought.

"I challenge you!"

Finally, Long Yun spoke loudly while looking at the young talent at the eighth level of Void-Ending Realm who had surrendered in front of Feng Tianwu.

For a moment, the originally noisy death arena was dead silent.

"You, want to challenge me?"

The young man who was challenged by Long Yun was startled for a moment, and then asked with some uncertainty.

At this moment, he even thought that Long Yun had admitted the wrong person.

"I not only want to challenge you, but also kill you!"

Long Yun grinned slowly, a wicked smile appeared on his face, and his eyes were filled with murderous intent.

Wow!

Long Yun's reply was like a stone stirring up a thousand layers of waves, making the quiet Prisoner Arena lively in an instant.

A series of gazes came from all directions, passed through the void, and fell on Long Yun's body without any accident.

At this moment, Long Yun became the focus of everyone's attention.

"A martial artist at the seventh level of the Void Realm dares to challenge a warrior at the eighth level of the Void Realm, and threatens to kill him... Anyway, this courage is rare!"

"That's right! With the lessons learned from Ye Clan's 'Ye Lu' and Yinxuanzong's 'Feng Yu', this young swordsman from the Blackstone Empire dared to step up and challenge him. It's really courageous."

"No matter what the ending is... I will support him!"

"I support him too!"

...

The atmosphere in the prison arena was completely ignited as Long Yun threatened to challenge the young talent at the eighth level of the Void Realm.

"You are a warrior of the seventh level of the Void Realm, and you want to kill me?"

The young man who was challenged by Long Yun laughed. After laughing, his face seemed to be covered with a layer of frost, "This battle, if you can't kill me...you must die!"

"That depends on whether you have the ability."

Long Yun said lightly.

"Humph!"

The young man snorted coldly, couldn't bear it any longer, and took the lead to strike first.

hum! hum! hum! hum! hum!

...

Just like when he fought Feng Tianwu before, the shadows of knives all over the sky swept out, as if turning into a sky and earth, covering Long Yun.

And above the void above the young man's head, twenty-four ancient horned dragon phantoms, plus more than three thousand ancient giant elephant phantoms, galloped out.

Entering the Void Realm Eightfold!

The artistic conception of the seven heavy swords!

Fourth Grade Spiritual Knife!

This is the strength of Long Yun's opponent.

"Duan Lingtian, how long do you think Long Yun can kill him?"

Duan Lingtian was concentrating on watching the battle, when suddenly, a clear voice of Yuanli condensed came from his ear.

Duan Lingtian could tell that this was Su Li's Yuanli Concentrated Voice.

Duan Lingtian was startled for a moment, and then asked: "Are you so sure that Long Yun can kill him?"