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Chapter 823: Eighth Stage Sword Intent (2)

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The people around Luo Cheng were all calculating. They had even taken out their weapons and were ready to attack at any time to save Li Yuanqing.

The duel between swordsmen was extremely dangerous. If they relaxed for even a second, they would lose their lives.

The wrinkles on Luo Cheng’s face were also squeezed together. Today, he looked as if he had aged by a hundred years. It could be said that he was extremely worried.

He had thought that Wang Lan would take good care of her disciple.

However, he did not expect Wang Lan to be unable to even keep an eye on his good disciple. He had made him disappear for a few days and suddenly appeared at the Sword Dao Conference.

And now, they had actually made it all the way to the finals. They had been on tenterhooks all along the way.

While everyone was discussing, the two people on the stage also stood in their respective positions.

A black heavy sword appeared in Zhang Wuya’s hand.

There was a hollow in the middle of this sword, and that hollow position was just enough to fit an ordinary longsword.

“This Black Iron Treasure Sword of mine was forged from Extraterrestrial Crystals and took 499 days to forge. It’s a heaven-grade magic treasure. Little Junior Brother heard from Master that you’re very confident in your weapon, so take it out and have a look.”

Li Yuanqing had never used the sword of wind and thunder before.

The moment the Recondite Steel Heavy Sword appeared, the Stone Spirit Treasure Sword was already restless in Li Yuanqing’s sea of consciousness.

“Then come out!”

Li Yuanqing raised his head, and a speck of light flew out from between his eyebrows.

The light flickered and turned into a scorching white color, so bright that everyone below could not open their eyes.

After the light dissipated, a grayish-white stone sword appeared in Li Yuanqing’s hand.

This sword was very strange. It was called a sword, but it didn’t have a blade.

“What sword is this?”

Zhang Wuya was stunned.

Li Yuanqing, on the other hand, said indifferently,” The heavy sword in Senior Brother’s hand has no edge, and the Ten Stones Sword in my hand also has no edge. We can be considered to be from the same sect.””

“Haha, good! What a good example. Let me experience the power of this stone sword of yours.”

After Zhang Wuya finished speaking, he raised his head high and the aura emitted from his body suddenly became sharp.

He actually raised the ten thousand jin heavy black iron sword above his head, and a squander brought about a gust of wind.

Countless sword qi twisted and formed above Zhang Wuya’s head. He suddenly pulled the heavy sword down. The sword seemed to have fallen directly from the top of his head. It actually completely fused with his aura. His entire body seemed to have transformed into that heavy sword.

Li Yuanqing seemed to see a giant dragon circling in front of him. It opened its bloody mouth and hissed at him.

Every scale on the dragon’s body was glowing with a cold light. Those cold lights were the intense sword intent condensed by Zhang Wuya’s cultivation day and night.

Right at this moment, Li Yuanqing suddenly raised the Stone Spirit Treasure Sword in his hand. The treasure sword shone brightly. It was clearly a white feather, but it flickered with a multicolored light. It looked extremely beautiful.

This beautiful scene contained a cold killing intent.

Everyone below could feel the intense power contained in those feathers and could not help but suck in a breath.

“What?”

” Eighth Stage Sword Intent?”

“Supreme Realm Level 6?”

What kind of monster was this?

Even First Elder Luo Cheng could not help but be stunned on the spot.

He remembered that when he saw Li Yuanqing a few days ago, he was just a little fellow at the Supreme Realm Level 1.

Why did he suddenly become a sixth level Supreme Realm expert? What did those people from the Sword Sect do to him?

Before the people below could recover from their shock, the black dragon and the white phoenix collided violently. The intense sword will collided into pieces and shattered into pieces, turning into a tornado that swept through the entire arena and darkened the sky.

This scene was like the end of the world, shocking everyone present. Previously, they had only treated the people from the Sword Sect as challengers that they could not win. However, today, who would dare to treat the Sword Sect as a joke? This was the power of the Sword Sect that could destroy the world with just a raise of its hand.

Everything in the arena had been isolated, and the people outside could no longer see anything. It had turned into an independent domain.

When the wind inside gradually dissipated, the situation inside was gradually revealed. Li Yuanqing and Zhang Wuya were kneeling in front of him.

“I lost.”

Zhang Wuya had never shown his true face to others. He had always been the most aloof and cold senior brother of the Sword Sect.

But today, he lost to a young swordsman in his twenties in front of so many disciples of the Sword Sect.

“Boundless!” Du Xuan landed beside Zhang Wuya in a flash.” Yuan Qing has the upper hand. He has his own opportunities. He said that it would be a great thing for the entire Sword Sect. You will also have your own opportunities. Don’t break your sword heart!”

Zhang Wuya smiled bitterly and looked at his master.”Master, 1 lost to my junior brother in one round. How can I still defend my sword heart as a sword cultivator?”

“Boundless! This is Master’s order, you can’t disobey!”

“Master! I’m afraid this disciple can’t listen to Master anymore.”Zhang Wuya knelt down before Du Xuan and kowtowed. He then stood up and bowed deeply to Li Yuanqing.” Little Junior Brother, from now on, the Sword Sect is in your hands.””

“Senior Brother, where are you going?”

“After so many years, I have never been to any other place in the Immortal World. Now that I feel relaxed, 1 want to go around.”

“That’s good too. Have a safe journey, Senior Brother.”

“I think you’re just an exception. I’m afraid I’ll never meet someone as monstrous as you in my life. If I meet another one, 1 will never practice the sword again. “If not, 1’11 come back again. I hope that you’ll be strong enough to stop me.”

Zhang Wuya left behind this sentence and turned around. He leaped and strode out of Heavenly Cloud City without looking back.

Only Du Xuan was left behind to watch helplessly as he taught. It had been so many years since he had managed to teach a disciple, but now he had been defeated in one fell swoop and left.

The person who defeated Zhang Wuya was Li Yuanqing, whom he regarded as the hope of the Sword Sect, which made him feel mixed feelings.

He calmed down for a while, then turned around and grabbed Li Yuanqing’s hand. He smiled at the crowd and announced,””Li Yuanqing is the winner of this competition. He will also receive a full set of Earth Grade magic treasures from the Sword Forging Pavilion, as well as a reward of 200,000 spirit stones. Most importantly, he would also have a chance to challenge the champion of the Martial Arts Conference!”

Boom!

There was an uproar below the stage.

Although the champion of every venue had a chance to do so in theory.

However, in reality, it was up to the elders of the Martial Arts Conference to personally weigh and decide.

In the past, the winners of the Kendo Convention could only challenge six or seven people in the Martial Arts Convention.

But this time, after Li Yuanqing won, Du Xuan actually announced that he could challenge the champion of the Martial Arts Conference.

What kind of situation was this?

Could it be that this kid’s strength was really already so powerful to this extent?

“Are the people from the Sword Sect crazy?”

“Those Kun Lun guys are getting more and more ruthless. This is great. If they hear this news, I’m afraid they won’t let this kid off easily.”

“I think this kid has just escaped from danger, and now he’s throwing himself into a fire pit. How can those people from Kun Lun be so easy to provoke?”

“It’s over, it’s over. No matter what, he’s going to die young. This kid won’t look back until he dies.”

Even though this matter was so strange, none of the cultivators below the stage were optimistic about Li Yuanqing.

After all, the Kunlun cultivators had dominated the Martial Arts Conference for so many years. They were so powerful that they could not find a match among their peers.

How could a puny Li Yuanqing challenge the final champion?