"What a wonderful swordsmanship!" The Sword Shark Clan monk's eyes lit up, and he sighed at Cheng Ling's sword control skills, "Hand over your inheritance, and I may be able to leave you with a whole body!"
Cheng Ling said coldly: "If you have the ability, come and get it yourself!"
"The humble human race simply doesn't know how to live or die!" The sword shark monk was furious and jumped up again!
Cheng Ling flicked Long Ling's sword and stepped forward to meet him. This time, Cheng Ling was more cautious, making full use of his body and footwork, and kept circling around the opponent's huge body to avoid being hit by another fierce attack.
The Sword Shark Clan monk roared repeatedly, but Cheng Ling dodged him every time with a tiny gap. After a moment of stalemate, his figure swayed, and his huge body seemed to become softer. He put his legs together and used only the soles of his feet to exert force, but his speed of movement suddenly accelerated.
Cheng Ling's scalp was numb. The footwork of this sword shark monk was really weird. His legs were like fins. He didn't seem to fluctuate much, but his speed was extremely fast. The giant sword in his hand was almost sticking to his body and he kept cutting. fall.
However, after suffering a loss once, Cheng Ling could not do as he wished again. He always maintained a high degree of vigilance and would immediately move out of the way whenever the opponent's giant sword was raised, not giving him a chance to hit.
The two of them were fighting fiercely, and the edge of the gap was full of sharp sword energy. Both the sea tribe and the human tribe stayed away from each other.
This situation is more beneficial to Cheng Ling. After all, the monks of the Sword Shark Tribe follow the heavy sword route. Each sword is as powerful as thunder and consumes much more energy than him.
The only worry is that they are fighting fiercely in the gap. If another high-level sea tribe with eight stars or above rushes out, no one in the field can resist it.
There is not much time left for Cheng Ling, so he must solve the problem as soon as possible and close the gap as soon as possible.
For about a quarter of an hour, the two of them exchanged hundreds of moves. Cheng Ling gradually became familiar with the rhythm of each other's swordsmanship. While he began to gradually exert his strength, he was also observing each other's weaknesses.
The Sword Shark Clan monk had a slight feeling. The swordsmanship of this human race was becoming more and more mysterious. Ordinary sword moves no longer posed any threat to him. He must use his killing move to kill him with one blow!
He twisted his legs continuously, moved three positions laterally in an instant, and rushed in front of him one step faster than Cheng Ling. He raised his arms above his head again, and slashed down with the giant sword!
He had used this move many times, almost making Cheng Ling give in each time. Now he used it again just to take down the opponent in one fell swoop. He deliberately seized the position, and at the same time, he deduced Cheng Ling's retreat route many times in his mind. As long as the opponent gave in, his subsequent killing moves would be continuous and he would definitely be able to kill him.
Cheng Ling was also prepared. He had given in under the sword many times, and his experience was very profound. When the giant sword was raised, he became very vigilant. However, there is already a way to deal with it at this time, but in theory, it is not sure whether it is feasible, but at least it can be tried.
Keenly grasp the moment when the opponent's giant sword is raised, there will be a time interval, very short, very subtle. That is a time to accumulate strength and momentum. With the swordsmanship realm of the Sword Shark Clan monk, it is enough to use his own ability. Covering up this tiny flaw, not to mention how many people can truly grasp it in a life and death battle.
But this time, Cheng Ling caught it!
The sword was drawn in front, and there was an astonishing mystery beneath the circle. The lightness and heaviness were intertwined, making the sword feel indescribably weird. The power exploded and advanced.
The sword that originally seemed light and heavy suddenly turned into an aurora.
Extremely fast and terrifying.
The sword light penetrates the void and
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Go, penetrating time and space, facing the giant sword of the Sword Shark Clan monk. The extremely condensed sword light seemed light and effortless, but it also contained extremely heavy power. The intertwining of these powers became powerful and domineering, and even gave rise to a trace of the power of a giant sword.
"Puff!" There was a soft sound!
Hit! The Dragon Ling Sword pierced through the sword light of the giant sword and penetrated the eyebrows of the Sword Shark Clan monks. At the same time, the sword light of the remaining half of the giant sword also slashed at Cheng Ling. However, after it was cut off, the power of the sword light was reduced by half, and he only cut down Half of his body.
One is dead and the other is disabled, and the final outcome is Cheng Ling's tragic victory!
But to the Immortal Emperor Stage monks, as long as their souls are still there and their bodies are broken, it means nothing. In less than a few breaths, under the influence of the immortal energy, the broken half of the body grew again.
Cheng Ling didn't even stop for a moment. Dozens of seventh-grade immortal talismans hit the gap one after another. A burst of brilliant multicolored light flashed around the imaginary array before it closed again.
He turned around and looked coldly at the thousands of sea monks who rushed outside. He raised the dragon feather sword in his hand and shouted: "Kill!"
"Kill! Kill! Kill!"
"Kill! Kill! Kill!"
The morale of the monks was greatly boosted. Although they had been fighting with other sea tribes, most of their attention was focused here. If Cheng Ling wins this battle, he will be more determined to resist the Hai Clan. If Cheng Ling loses, he will naturally be separated.
Now seeing him kill the eight-star high-level Sea Clan, almost every monk burst out with the strongest roar since the Sea Clan's invasion. Their combat power increased by several percent, and they launched continuous attacks on the Sea Clan monks who rushed out even more desperately.
In about two hours, all the thousands of Sea Clan monks were wiped out, and the Human Race also lost almost 2,000 monks.
Cheng Ling secretly sighed in his heart. After all, he was alone. Coupled with the gap in high-end combat power, the prospect of resisting the Hai Clan was worrying.
"Clean the battlefield as quickly as possible. After repairing it, stay here to be prepared for the Sea Clan to rush out again!" Cheng Ling ordered.
The seal just now only temporarily blocked the leakage of Qi, and could not last long. Because most of the foundation of the phantom formation has been destroyed by the Sea Clan, even with his formation level, it can no longer be repaired.
At this point, he could only temporarily abandon the three armies on the sea, concentrate his forces first, and annihilate this entire army on the Luochen Continent. It's a pity that although the plan is good, it is unclear whether it can be realized.
It was just an eight-star high-level sea tribesman, and it took a lot of effort to kill it. However, there were more than three hundred nine-star high-level sea tribesmen in the illusion formation. The gap was really huge. He even decided that at the most dangerous moment, he would self-destruct the formation. No matter what, he would keep this entire army here.
"Zhang Hu, are there any external monks coming to support you now?" He turned his head and looked at Zhang Hu expectantly and asked.
Zhang Hu smiled bitterly and said: "Yes, yes, there are monks from several small sects in the southern Xinjiang region who come to help in the battle, but generally their cultivation levels are not high, and there are very few above the Immortal Lord stage. Master, tell me, we can really Can you withstand it?"
"Do your best and obey fate!" Cheng Ling sighed. It has been almost half a year since he received the news of the invasion of the Hai Clan. Those who should have come to help in the battle should have arrived long ago, but they have not come yet. There must be no hope. .
The hearts of both of them sank to the bottom. This was a war with an extremely disparity in strength. With almost the entire Luochen Sword Sect fighting against the Sea Clan Alliance, the hope was getting slimmer.
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At this time, Cheng Ling seemed to hear a vague call in his ears.
"Third Junior Brother, we are here..."
"Third Senior Brother, we are here to help in the battle..."
"Brother Cheng, it's not too late for Zhou to come~!"
The call was getting closer and clearer. Cheng Ling raised his eyes and saw dozens of familiar figures coming from the sky in the distance.
Yin Luoyao, Chu Yulu, Jiang Chongshan, Yao Wenyuan, Wu Tianfeng, Ye Qiuhe, Jin Yanrong, Lu Xueqi, Shen Mengting, Zhou Bingqian, Sikong Zhan, Chu Tianhe, Liu Yuze, Lu Linlang, Qin Zijin, Su Junqing, Xu Shaoqing, Su Nianli, Zhou Yuanbai... ....Etc., etc.
Cheng Ling couldn't help but smile up to the sky. The pressure of the past few months was gone. These friends came at the moment when he needed them most, brazenly facing the pressure of millions of sea people. Even though it seemed that there were still very few people coming, But it also gave him a glimmer of hope, a glimmer of victory.
In less than a moment, dozens of people came to him. Jiang Chongshan and Yao Wenyuan slapped him hard on the shoulders and said: "Lao San, you are very good. Not only have you given Junzifeng a face, but you have also brought glory to the Wuji Sect."
"Oh? Even Wuji Sect knows about it? But you are all here, what will happen to Junzifeng?"
"The master has not returned from his trip. The master has to stay at Junzifeng, so she did not come together. If the other junior brothers and sisters were not too low in cultivation, the master might have all left in order to avoid causing trouble. But don't worry, this time Not only have many of my direct disciples come to Junzi Peak, but many of them have also come to the peaks of Wuji Sect."
"Oh? All the brothers from Junzifeng came to help. I can understand it, but why are the disciples from other peaks also coming?"
"The sect leader has spoken, saying that since you are a disciple of the Wuji Sect and the Hai Clan invades, you cannot sit idly by and ignore it. Therefore, he ordered that all direct disciples in the Wuji Sect can come to help in the battle, and after killing the Hai Clan, he will also You can get a lot of sect points."
“Before this, Master’s Wife had already received news about you from Lord Chenxing Pill. She originally planned to send tens of thousands of disciples from Junzifeng to help, but in the end, the sect leader stopped her, saying that she didn’t want the Human Race and the Sea Race to fall out completely. Only then did I force myself to restrain myself."
"Sect Master?" Cheng Ling was stunned, Void Immortal Emperor? Even he was shocked! I think back when I just came out of the Mountain and River Void Realm, the sect master asked me to go to the main hall. It was just because I received the news that Qingya and Qingyi were in trouble, I couldn't care about it for a while, and didn't go there, which was equivalent to letting the sect master go.
Fortunately, now, when I am in a difficult situation, I have actually mobilized my direct disciples from all the peaks in the Wuji Sect to come to help. This kind of kindness is really too great. I have secretly decided in my heart that after the incident here is over, I will definitely go to the main hall of the sect and listen. Listen to what he really wants to say.
After Jiang Chongshan, Yin Luoyao, Chu Yulu, Ye Qiuhe, Shen Mengting and others made another speech. The girls made a fuss and praised the three senior brothers for their bravery. They dared to challenge millions of sea people. They were so admired... ....
Cheng Ling smiled bitterly to himself and hurriedly said that he couldn't take it seriously. While he was declining, Su Junqing came over and said: "Brother Cheng, we have come thousands of miles to help, so we won't be without a cup of tea!"
Cheng Ling suddenly came to his senses and said, "I've been neglecting you. Everyone, you have come a long way to work hard. Let's go to the Sword Sect to use some fairy tea spirit fruits first!"
After saying that, he ordered Master Fang Zhong, Dongfang Bai and others to stay where they were and take care of them. He took Zhang Hu and Song Yingjie and flew towards the main peak of the Luochen Sword Sect.
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