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Seeing that Duan Lingxing actually wanted to stop his Ziwei Soft Sword, Duan Lingtian sneered.
Ziwei's soft sword turned and met Duan Lingxing's palm with its blade.
Duan Lingxing's expression changed drastically!
He dared to strike down the blade of the sword with his flesh palm, but he didn't dare to strike down the blade even if he had the guts to do so.
Although he is wearing the eighth-grade spiritual weapon 'golden glove' on his hand, it is impossible for him to go head-to-head with the sharp sword blade which is also an eighth-grade spiritual weapon...
"Do you think this will work?"
With a flash of inspiration, Duan Lingxing sneered, but without stopping, he continued to strike out with his palm while using his defensive martial arts...
'Perfect Realm' Xuan-level high-level defensive martial arts!
Immediately, a layer of defensive energy filled the surface of his 'golden gloves'. His big hand fell down, opened and closed, and actually directly caught the crape myrtle soft sword swung by Duan Lingtian...
The golden gloves are extremely tough and cannot be damaged by ordinary swords.
Now coupled with the defensive energy, Duan Lingxing used the power of fourteen ancient giant elephants to block Duan Lingtian's sword with the power of fourteen ancient giant elephants!
The powers of the two cancel each other out!
Just when Duan Lingxing showed a cruel smile, he was about to use this to attack Duan Lingtian.
A cold voice came into his ears, "Do you think this is all I have?"
next moment.
Duan Lingxing's pupils shrank...
Oh my God!
What did he see!
Above Duan Lingtian's head, another shadow of an ancient giant elephant appeared. Together with the previous fourteen shadows of an ancient giant elephant, a total of fifteen shadows of an ancient giant elephant appeared...
The power of fifteen ancient giant elephants!
"No...impossible! How could he have a 'seventh grade spiritual weapon'? How is it possible!"
Duan Lingxing's face changed drastically, and his voice was filled with endless fear. His first thought now was that the spiritual weapon in Duan Lingtian's hand was not an eighth-grade spiritual weapon, but a 'seventh-grade spiritual weapon'!
After all, if a ninth-level warrior in the Condensation Realm wants to exert the power of fifteen ancient giant elephants, he can only do so by relying on a 'seventh-grade spiritual weapon'...
A seventh-grade spiritual weapon can increase your power by nearly 30%!
How could he know.
The Ziwei soft sword in Duan Lingtian's hand is not a 'seventh grade spiritual weapon' at all...
Duan Lingtian practiced the "Nine-Dragon War Master Technique" 'Crazy Python Transformation'. After completing the physical tempering of the fourth level of the Condensation Realm, Duan Lingtian was given the power of twelve ancient giant elephants comparable to the ninth level of the Condensation Realm.
Yesterday morning, Duan Lingtian broke through to the fifth level of the Dan Condensation Realm, adding the power of an ancient giant elephant!
Now, even without using a spiritual weapon, Duan Lingtian can still exert the power of thirteen ancient giant elephants...
Once the spiritual weapon is used, the power of fifteen ancient giant elephants is at your fingertips.
And at the same moment. Plane super cheat
A group of onlookers Shengwu Academy 'students' were also stunned.
"Seventh grade spiritual weapon!"
"Oh my God, Duan Lingtian actually has a seventh-grade spiritual weapon!"
"Even the Duan family probably only has a few seventh-grade spiritual weapons... Where did Duan Lingtian get this?"
…
They all had the same idea as Duan Lingxing, thinking that Duan Lingtian was able to exert the power of fifteen ancient giant elephants with the help of his 'seventh grade spiritual weapon'.
"Seventh grade spiritual weapon?"
Xiao Yu, Xiao Xun and Tian Hu twitched their mouths and showed bitter smiles on their faces. They all felt that Duan Lingtian was hiding too deeply...
Even Su Li's eyes moved slightly, a little surprised.
"How could he have a seventh-grade spiritual weapon..."
Tong Li's face was extremely ugly, and her hand gripped the black whip a little tighter.
"cousin!"
Seeing this scene, a trace of sadness appeared on Duan Rong's face.
On the martial arts field.
Duan Lingxing's body was shaken.
Suddenly, he seemed to remember something terrible, and his eyes fell on the right hand holding Duan Lingtian's Ziwei soft sword. His pupils shrank, his heart trembled, he was instantly frightened, and he wanted to stop...
"Why, do you regret reaching out and grabbing my sword?"
Duan Lingtian saw Duan Lingxing's expression and didn't know what he was thinking. He sneered and moved the crape myrtle soft sword in his hand.
call out!
The power of fifteen ancient giant elephants completely suppressed Duan Lingxing's power of fourteen ancient giant elephants!
Duan Lingxing's defensive energy was torn apart by Duan Lingtian's sword!
The golden gloves cracked at the sound.
"ah!"
Almost at the same time, with Duan Lingxing's scream, Duan Lingxing's palm was forcibly split into two, and the other half of his palm crashed to the ground, stained with blood.
Duan Lingxing's body trembled, and when he looked at Duan Lingtian again, his eyes were filled with fear...
"That sword strike just now was for 'Li Xuan'! Li Xuan, you should still remember him, right? It's the little fat man who used his body to block your slap for me two years ago and saved my life."
Duan Lingtian's cold gaze fell on Duan Lingxing.
At the beginning, if the little fat man 'Li Xuan' hadn't blocked the palm for him, he would have been killed by Duan Lingxing and would not be able to stand here again.
He once swore that he would avenge Li Xuan!
call out!
Duan Lingtian's figure moved, as if he had turned into a spiritual snake, and approached Duan Lingxing, drawing his sword again.
Duan Lingxing, who had no spiritual weapon and was injured, could not escape Duan Lingtian's extremely fast sword...
In an instant, Duan Lingxing screamed again. Jing Tian Ji Qin girl arrives
One of his legs was forcibly cut off by Duan Lingtian. His whole body lost support and fell to the ground. His body was shaking violently and struggling, and his eyes were filled with despair...
At this moment, how he wished that everything in front of him was just a dream...
Unfortunately, severe pain kept coming, making him realize that this was not a dream, it was real!
"This sword is for Ke'er! Ke'er, do you still remember? When you wanted to kill me, you swung your sword at the girl who was injured by you."
Duan Lingtian walked towards Duan Lingxing step by step, with a chill in his tone.
Scenes from the past are vividly visible...
That time, he was almost killed by Duan Lingxing!
The vice-president of Shengwu Academy, the old man in gray robe, looked at the bloody scene in front of him, but he had no intention of intervening...
The life-and-death battle in which a 'life-and-death contract' is signed will only be considered suspended if one party dies.
As a witness, he must lead by example!
Moreover, he also heard that Duan Lingxing had actually tried to kill Duan Lingtian in the past...
He suddenly realized that no wonder Duan Lingtian hated Duan Lingxing so much.
It turns out that there is a 'resentment of life and death'!
"It turns out that Duan Lingtian and Duan Lingxing had an irresolvable hatred in the past. No wonder they never stop fighting each other when they meet!"
"They are both direct descendants of the Duan family. The gap between the two is too big! Duan Lingtian is only about eighteen years old, while Duan Lingxing seems to be twenty-three years old this year."
"Duan Lingtian defeated a direct descendant of the same clan who is five years older than him. His talent is 'unbelievable'. He is worthy of being Duan Rufeng's son!"
"Compared with him, Ling Xing is like a scumbag!"
…
At this moment, no one among the Shengwu Academy 'students' present felt pity for Duan Lingxing.
Smiles appeared on the faces of Xiao Yu and others.
Duan Lingtian wins!
Duan Rong looked at the scene in front of him, his body trembled and his face turned pale.
"Duan Lingtian, I will definitely let you die!"
Tong Li glanced at the young man in purple clothes in the distance, her eyes were cold, and then she turned and left.
On the martial arts field.
Duan Lingxing barely used his Yuan energy to stop the blood spurting from the wound. His face was bloodless and pale.
Looking at Duan Lingtian walking towards him step by step, holding the blood-stained soft sword, Duan Lingxing's body trembled, fear and despair appeared on his face, "Duan Lingtian, you can't kill me, I am your clan brother, we are all Duan clan A direct descendant of the family...you can't kill me..."
Hearing Duan Lingxing's words, Duan Lingtian was stunned for a moment and then smiled.
"Brother?"
A sarcastic smile appeared on Duan Lingtian's face, "More than two years ago, when you wanted to kill me in the Li family in Qingfeng Town, did you ever think that I was your clan brother? Not to mention more than two years ago, just now, When you wanted to kill me, did you ever think that I was your clan brother?" The emperor's order cannot be violated. Prime Minister, don't be proud, husband.
"Now, seeing that the advantage is gone and death is imminent, you consider yourself a 'brother' and want me to let you live...don't you think it's ridiculous?"
The crape myrtle soft sword in Duan Lingtian's hand was still dripping blood on the ground...
Wherever it passed, blood flowed everywhere.
After a while, Duan Lingtian came to Duan Lingxing, the Ziwei soft sword in his hand was slightly raised...
Duan Lingxing seemed to realize that Duan Lingtian was not going to accept his trick, and his expression suddenly changed, and he roared sternly: "Duan Lingtian, if you dare to kill me, my parents will never let you go! You will definitely die!"
"Just that loser?"
Duan Lingtian smiled and didn't take it seriously.
"The 'power' my father controls is far beyond your imagination. If you had sense, you wouldn't kill me."
Duan Lingxing made his final death struggle.
However, Duan Lingtian remained unmoved.
"This sword is for myself..."
In Duan Lingxing's desperate eyes, the sword in Duan Lingtian's hand whizzed down and wiped Duan Lingxing's throat.
Wow!
Instantly, blood gushes out.
Duan Lingxing stared with a pair of desperate eyes and suddenly collapsed to the ground.
The wound that he had stopped bleeding with his Yuan Power began to spurt out blood...
Duan Lingxing, die!
Clang!
Duan Lingtian put away the Ziwei soft sword and a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth...
This is a smile of relief!
For more than two years, he has been thinking about killing Duan Lingxing all the time to avenge his past...
Now, it's all over!
"Ha ha ha ha……"
Feeling happy in his heart, Duan Lingtian couldn't help laughing, and his laughter spread throughout the silent martial arts arena.
The people present, except for the deputy dean of Shengwu Academy and Xiao Yu, the other 'students' of Shengwu Academy all looked at the young man in purple standing not far away with a hint of fear in their eyes...
This boy is so terrifying!
He was like this when he was only eighteen years old. When he grows up in the future, he doesn't know how 'unbelievable' it will be!
"Let's go eat."
After a while, Duan Lingtian took a deep breath, calmed down his excitement, and walked towards Xiao Yu and the others, with a bright smile on his face.
The others were speechless for a while.
They took a look at Ling Xing's corpse in the martial arts field and felt trembling in their hearts.
Now, does Ling Tian still have the appetite to eat?
The old man in gray robe, who was the vice-president of Shengwu Academy, looked at Duan Lingtian's retreating figure, his eyes narrowed, and he smiled, "This little guy is quite interesting..."
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