V1.Chapter 150

"This competition, Sky Splitting Sword Sect wins!"

As soon as these words came out, the entire Sword Fighting Palace boiled up again. The Sky Splitting Sword Sect's victory was entirely due to Ling Dao's strength alone, and the other Sky Splitting Sword Sect disciples had no credit at all. The twenty disciples at the peak of the Soaring Sky Realm were all defeated by Ling Dao.

Ouyang Susu and the others were no match for those disciples of the heavy sword sect. If it weren't for Ling Dao being strong enough, Sky Splitting Sword Sect would have suffered a disastrous defeat long ago. In the sword fight between the disciples of the True Qi Realm, it was Ling Dao who tried his best to turn the tide, and in the sword fight between the disciples of the Climbing Sky Realm, it was still Ling Dao who turned the world around.

The eight elders who came with him now see Ling Dao in whatever way they like. In the first round of competition, Sky Splitting Sword Sect was first, in the second round of competition, Sky Splitting Sword Sect was second, and in the third round of competition, Sky Splitting Sword Sect was second at worst.

"Now there is only the last competition left. If Ling Dao continues to win, then the Sky Splitting Sword Sect will be the first in this sword fighting meeting, right?"

"The last number one in history turned around and became the number one directly. Isn't this sword fighting tournament too dramatic?"

"It's such an interesting sword fighting tournament. It's so interesting that the tenth-rank force can beat the ninth-rank force!"

Logically speaking, it is impossible for the tenth-rank forces in the Sword Fighting Conference to be the opponents of the ninth-rank forces. Disciples of tenth-rank forces are inherently weaker than disciples of ninth-rank forces. In addition, the number of people who participated in the tenth-rank forces was only half of that of the ninth-rank forces, and the ninth-rank forces should be sure to win.

This was the case in the previous sword fighting tournaments, the heavy sword sect was always the first, the An Shan sect was second, followed by the Zhenwu sword sect and the Xuanwu sword sect, and finally the Heaven Splitting Sword sect. Only this time was the exception. The Heaven Splitting Sword Sect came out with Ling Dao and Aolong, which completely overturned the rules of the sword fighting conference.

"The Sword Fighting Conference is now coming to an end, and there is only the last competition left. Although it is getting late now, there is no need to delay the last competition, let's proceed now! The last competition is the Sky Splitting Sword Sect Against An San!"

Following An Shan Taiping's words, the twenty An Shan Clan's disciples at the peak of the Soaring Sky Realm walked towards the sword fighting arena. In fact, Anshan Taiping also had his own little calculations. If he made a move tomorrow, Ling Dao would have recovered. If he made a move now, Ling Dao, who had consumed a lot of power, should not be able to exert much combat power.

In the three rounds of the competition, the first round of the Sky-Splitting Sword Sect was the first, and the second round of the Epee Sect was the first. An Shan Taiping naturally wanted An Shan to get the first. As a ninth-rank force, it would be a bit shameful if you can't even get a first place.

"Do your best to win, but you must not hurt that disciple of the Sky Splitting Sword Sect named Ling Dao!"

Standing on the sword fighting arena, An Shan Feihong heard An Shan Taiping's voice, and the voices gathered together into a thread. Not only An Shan Feihong heard it, but the other An Shan disciples also heard An Shan Taiping's words. King Xiaoyao is kind to Anshan Taiping, and Anshan Taiping naturally does not allow Anshan's children to hurt Ling Dao.

"You all go down, just leave it to me alone!"

Ling Dao said to Ouyang Susu and the other disciples of the Heaven Splitting Sword Sect that it was really useless for them to stand on the sword fighting arena. Even if they all made a move, it would be considered pretty good if they could contain two or three An Shan disciples.

"Isn't that good? We are all disciples of the Sky Splitting Sword Sect, how can you let you face these Anshan disciples alone?"

"That is, although our strength is not strong, it is not a problem to delay for you for a while. What is it to leave you alone on the sword fighting ring?"

Except for Zhou Xinghe, the other disciples of the Sky Splitting Sword Sect on the sword fighting stage all admired Ling Dao from the bottom of their hearts. The current Ling Dao is only in the middle stage of the Heavenly Climb Realm, and he is so tyrannical, more than ten times stronger than them?

"Don't worry, it's okay, they can't beat me!"

Ling Dao's words angered the disciples of the An Shan clan. It is true that Ling Dao defeated twenty heavy sword disciples before, but at that time Ling Dao was in his heyday after all. In the previous battle, if it was said that Ling Dao didn't consume much, they absolutely wouldn't believe it.

"What nonsense, I want to see how much combat power you have left!"

"After we defeat you, think about what you said now, and you will find how ridiculous it is!"

The Anshan disciples did not intend to hurt Ling Dao, but they definitely wanted to defeat Ling Dao. Now Ling Dao was too arrogant, and he simply ignored them at all. They looked at each other, and then walked towards Lingdao one after another.

"I said you will lose, then you can't win!"

After finishing speaking, Ling Dao held the Tianlei sword and took the initiative to kill the twenty An Shan disciples. It is better to strike first, and to suffer later. Instead of waiting for the twenty Anshan disciples to strike, it is naturally better for Ling Dao to strike first.

"Wind Thunder Sword!"

The wind is surging, the thunder is galloping, the lightning is flashing, and the wind and thunder sword is used again, which is obviously more fierce than before. The mid-grade swordsmanship is really extraordinary, when it is used, there are gusts of wind and thunder, and the entire sword fighting arena seems to be shrouded in it by the wind and thunder sword.

"The Five Sacred Mountains are Sovereign!"

An Shan Feihong had a serious expression on his face, as soon as he came up, he displayed the strongest swordsmanship he knew. The true energy in his body was surging like a great river, and the massive amount of true energy even formed the phantoms of five mountains, magnificent and hazy.

In the center of the five mountains, there is a huge sword exuding a terrifying and fierce aura. Accompanied by An Shan Feihong's cold shout, the huge sword slashed across the sky, as if it was about to split the world, which was particularly frightening.

The Tianlei sword in Lingdao's hand swept out, and the power of wind and thunder roared out. A phantom of a mountain was split into pieces in an instant. Immediately afterwards, the phantoms of other mountains also turned into nothingness one after another.

Only the huge sword was cut down, just in time to collide with the Tianlei sword. The tyrannical energy radiated to the surroundings, and the other nineteen warriors at the peak of the Soaring Sky Realm all looked dignified. The combat power displayed by Ling Dao and An Shan Feihong made them tremble.

"Let's lose!"

The Tianlei Sword smashed the giant sword into pieces, and even slapped An Shan Feihong hard. An Shan Feihong had no killing intent towards Ling Dao, so Ling Dao couldn't use the Heavenly Thunder Sword to stab An Shan Feihong, he just sent him flying.

Immediately afterwards, Ling Dao started attacking the other An Shan disciples again. An Shan Feihong's defeat made them all vigilant. It's a pity that Ling Dao looks like a ghost and moves so fast that they can't even touch Ling Dao's shadow.

"Why does the true energy in his body seem to be endless?"

"Indeed, this kid is very evil, and he seems to never tire. What's going on?"

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