"court death!"
Facing Duan Lingtian's repeated provocations, Wen Yan finally couldn't bear it anymore, and the 'Holy Yuan' that was ready to go broke out of her body immediately, causing the void to tremble.
The strength of the 'Second Transformation of the Saint Immortal into the Powerful One' was fully demonstrated in Wen Yan at this moment!
"Little Devouring Technique!"
Almost at the same time that the holy energy roared out of Wen Yan's body, Duan Lingtian also immediately used his auxiliary magical power. The holy power of the sun that had been ready for use turned a turbulent whirlpool.
In the blink of an eye, all the spiritual energy of the surrounding world was swallowed up by the whirlpool.
"Wings of the Golden Crow!"
When the holy power of the sun in his body was raised to the extreme through the small swallowing technique, Duan Lingtian did not hesitate and immediately used his body and magical powers.
A pair of wings burning with blazing flames appeared behind Duan Lingtian like lightning.
In the midst of thunder and lightning, a pair of wings suddenly flapped.
Suddenly.
boom! boom! boom! boom! boom!
…
Duan Lingtian quickly retreated with the sound of deafening air explosions.
Almost at the moment Duan Lingtian retreated, Wen Yan rushed forward with a 'Hundred-marked Holy Sword', targeting Duan Lingtian.
call out!
When the sword was pointed out, circles of ripples appeared in the void. Wherever the sword passed, it completely ignored the air resistance. The speed of the sword was so fast that it was even faster than Duan Lingtian's current speed.
In the eyes of most Holy Land disciples, Duan Lingtian and Wen Yan seemed to have turned into an afterimage.
However, even so, they could still see that Wen Yan was faster than Duan Lingtian.
"Sure enough, Wen Yan is stronger!"
And at this moment, many Holy Land disciples secretly thought.
"With this little strength, you dare to challenge me to a 'life and death duel'?"
Seeing that she was about to catch up with Duan Lingtian, Wen Yan couldn't help but smile contemptuously, her tone full of disdain.
"With this little strength, don't you dare to challenge me?"
After hearing Wen Yan's words, Duan Lingtian immediately spoke back, his tone even more disdainful.
"you wanna die!"
Duan Lingtian's words undoubtedly added fuel to the fire. For a moment, Wen Yan was furious. The speed of the 'Hundred Pattern Holy Sword' in her hand seemed to increase by a few points.
"It's time to end."
But at the moment when the hundred-marked holy sword in Wen Yan's hand accelerated and was about to touch Duan Lingtian, Duan Lingtian's heart moved and his eyes narrowed, but his body shape remained swept back.
call out! !
A short-lived sword whistle, like the cry of a phoenix, suddenly resounded in the void.
To those present, they only heard the whistle of the sword and never saw the sword that caused the whistle.
Almost at the moment when the sword whistle resounded, Duan Lingtian also stopped sweeping backwards and froze on the spot.
"ah--"
The moment Duan Lingtian paused, a scream came out, shocking everyone present and couldn't help but come back to their senses.
Clang!
And just as everyone came to their senses, the sound of an iron weapon falling to the ground was heard, attracting everyone's attention.
"That's...the gentle 'Hundred Patterns Holy Sword'?"
At the same time, many Holy Land disciples recognized the sword that fell on the ground. It was the 'Hundred Pattern Holy Sword' that Wen Yan had previously carried towards Duan Lingtian.
Tick tock! Tick tock!
…
And just as everyone was shocked because the warm Hundred-Pattern Holy Sword was shot down, they saw drops of dazzling blood falling on the ground on one side of the Hundred-Pattern Holy Sword, dotting the ground. A beautiful 'red rose'.
Seeing this, everyone's eyes immediately moved upward, just in time to see 'Wen Yan' standing in the sky.
Wen Yan stood there, her face as pale as paper, and her eyes shone with lingering fear.
At this moment, Wen Yan even seemed to have forgotten to stop the bleeding.
At this moment, on the arm of the hand that Wen Yan used to hold the sword, the exclusive clothing of the Holy Land disciples was cut open, and it was covered with blood. It was obvious that he had suffered serious injuries, otherwise he would not be like this now. The blood flow won't stop.
Half of the white robe was completely stained red with blood.
Now Wen Yan, while stopping the bleeding, was staring at Duan Lingtian.
There was only one thought left in her heart:
Fortunately, I didn't agree to the 'life and death showdown' he initiated!
Even though she was concentrating on that short-lived sword strike just now, she still couldn't capture it at all.
The speed of that sword was astonishing!
And that sword easily knocked the hundred-marked holy sword from her hand, and passed over her right arm, leaving a deep scar on it.
"If this is a 'life and death showdown'... the sword he just struck was enough to kill me!"
Wen Yan has no doubt about this.
That sword was so fast that she couldn't even catch the slightest shadow of the sword.
That sword was simply not something she could resist.
At least, it's not something she can compete with now.
It is precisely because of this that Wen Yan is glad that she did not respond to the 'life and death duel' initiated by Duan Lingtian!
If it was a life-and-death duel just now, Duan Lingtian's sword didn't just cut through her arm, leaving her with just a little skin injury... but it cut across her throat, or pierced the center of her eyebrows or her heart!
Even now, Wen Yan is still frightened into a cold sweat when she thinks of the sword strike just now, so much so that she looks at Duan Lingtian with a mixture of fear and joy.
"What? Are you glad you didn't accept the 'life and death duel' I initiated just now?"
Sensing Wen Yan's gaze, Duan Lingtian couldn't help but smile coldly.
If she had heard Duan Lingtian's words before seeing the sword that Duan Lingtian had just used, Wen Yan would have been furious, and would have even fought back unwilling to lag behind.
But now, she has closed her mouth tightly, not even daring to let out a fart!
However, in the depths of her eyes, the flames of hatred were still burning, but she was temporarily restrained.
Even though she already knew that she was no match for Duan Lingtian, she still did not let go of her 'hatred' against Duan Lingtian. She would never forget the humiliation Duan Lingtian gave her in Xinhuo Palace!
Tolerate!
Now, she must endure it, and she can only endure it!
Whoosh!
Under the gaze of everyone, Duan Lingtian moved and was in front of Wen Yan again in a blink of an eye.
Suddenly, Wen Yan's expression changed drastically, but she did not dare to act rashly.
Who knows if she moves, Duan Lingtian will further hurt her and torture her... In the Zoroastrian Cult, as long as you don't kill or maim your fellow disciples, you will not violate the rules.
"Just now, you seemed to say that you wanted to torture me slowly?"
Duan Lingtian looked at Wen Yan and asked in a calm tone, as if he was telling an insignificant matter.
When Wen Yan heard this, her expression changed drastically, but she didn't respond.
Snapped! !
A crisp and loud slap suddenly spread, but Duan Lingtian saw Wen Yan ignoring him, raised his hand and slapped Wen Yan, leaving a slap mark on the other half of Wen Yan's face.
hiss! hiss! hiss! hiss! hiss!
…
Seeing this scene, the group of Holy Land disciples who were watching couldn't help but gasp. They didn't expect Duan Lingtian to be so tough and give Wen Yan another slap in the face.
After being slapped again, Wen Yan felt dizzy.
When she came back to her senses, her eyes suddenly burst out with an extremely cold hatred, and her cold eyes stared at Duan Lingtian.
If looks could kill, Duan Lingtian would have been killed by Wen Yan countless times.
"What? Still not convinced?"
Wen Yan's current gaze made Duan Lingtian very unhappy. In addition, Duan Lingtian thought of his wife and daughter who were imprisoned because of Wen Yan's violation of the Law Enforcement Hall, and a fire suddenly arose in his heart.
Snapped! !
This time, as soon as Duan Lingtian finished speaking, he gave Wen Yan another slap in the face without waiting for Wen Yan to respond.
"Duan Lingtian... you will regret it! I promise... you will definitely regret it!!"
Under the gaze of nearly a thousand people in the central square, Wen Yan was slapped twice in succession by Duan Lingtian. Wen Yan felt that she had suffered the greatest humiliation in the world. She could no longer hold back and roared.
"Regret? Why should I regret it?"
Duan Lingtian sneered and at the same time raised his hand, he slapped Wen Yan again, knocking Wen Yan's head away.
This time, Wen Yan learned her lesson and stopped looking back and looking at Duan Lingtian.
Of course, if you look carefully, you can find:
Wen Yan's eyes filled with endless hatred seemed to be ready to glare out at any time, and her body was extremely stiff. While stiff, she was trembling violently.
At this moment, Wen Yan's hatred-filled anger was about to come out, but she still held it back.
Because she doesn’t want to be slapped again…
"Get away!!"
Seeing Wen Yan give in, Duan Lingtian suddenly felt bored. He shouted coldly and prepared to leave.
After hearing Duan Lingtian's words, Wen Yan endured the humiliation and silently stepped aside in full view of everyone.
"Nineth in the "True Success List", nothing more than that!"
Before leaving, Duan Lingtian gave Wen Yan a cold look, his eyes full of disdain.
Suddenly, Wen Yan's body stiffened again.
It wasn't until Duan Lingtian left that Wen Yan picked up her 'Hundred Patterns Holy Sword' and left in a hurry in front of everyone.
Having lost such a big face here, she didn't want to stay for a moment.
"Duan Lingtian, I will not let you go... I will not let you go! I swear, Wen Yan, if you, Duan Lingtian, don't die, I will not be a human being! I will not be a human being!!"
While leaving, Wen Yan kept roaring in her heart, and her hatred and anger surged to the extreme.
After Duan Lingtian and Wen Yan left one after another, a group of Holy Land disciples finally came to their senses. They looked at each other with shock and disbelief in each other's eyes.
"Duan Lingtian's strength is actually that strong?"
"It's terrible! With just one look, Wen Yan's hundred-marked holy sword was knocked down and Wen Yan was injured!"
"If that sword was not aimed at Wen Yan's shoulder, but aimed at Wen Yan's vital part... Wen Yan would definitely die!"
…
The disciples of the No Kill Holy Land were amazed at Duan Lingtian's strength.
"Duan Lingzhen is so cruel, he humiliated Wen Yan over and over again... Doesn't he know who Wen Yan's 'master' and 'senior brother' are?"
Some Holy Land disciples also said so.
