Volume 2: The Young Man Chapter 232: Sword Drawing Style

Style: Fantasy Author: A young boyWords: 2559Update Time: 24/01/13 09:22:33
Chang Tiantian came out of the Shadowless Realm, and his flying sword attacks became faster and faster, and his offensive became more and more fierce.

"I don't believe I can't break open your turtle shell!"

Chang Tian used all his strength to use Feijian, trying to expose Changsun's flaws and defeat him in one fell swoop.

"Is this the result of your practice this month? It's nothing." Changsun's voice suddenly sounded.

"What!" Chang Tian didn't expect that Changsun would comment on his shadowless state like this, and he didn't expect that Changsun could speak calmly under such an intense offensive. Although he thought the eldest grandson was just talking nonsense.

"Don't you want to see the results of my practice this month? Then I'll show it to you too."

"The only thing I've done this month is play with fire!"

"Nine Heavenly Flames, First Heaven, Zhongtian!"

The eldest grandson broke through the sky and brought down the holy fire from the middle of the sky, and the flame ignited the earthly sword, but this time the holy fire sword that can break all laws was not cut out.

The eldest grandson still wielded the mortal sword to use the formation-breaking sword realm. The sacred fire of Zhongtian waved with the mortal world, drawing lines of fire around the eldest grandson's body.

As Changsun continued to wave, a fire net appeared.

With the emergence of the fire net, Chang Tian's flying sword was gradually stuck in the fire net and appeared, and the shadowless realm was about to be broken.

Before Chang Tian could wake up from the shock, Changsun's attacks followed one after another.

"Nine Heavens Yan, Second Heaven, Xian Tian!"

Changsun raised his left hand and suddenly sucked all the flames around him into his palm. Powerful energy gathered in his palm. Even the true spirit of the Fire Buddha was slightly distorted by this effect.

A red to black fireball appeared in Changsun's palm. With a "bang" sound, the fireball flew out and shot directly towards Chang Tian, ​​ignoring the obstruction of the flying sword.

"not good!"

Chang Tian quickly summoned the flying sword to resist, but he still underestimated Xian Tian's power. The fireball directly hit Chang Tian with a flying sword.

"puff!"

Chang Tian spurted out a mouthful of blood.

Changsun didn't give Chang Tian a chance to breathe at all, and shot two fireballs again.

This is the limit that Changsun can use at present, urging Xian Tian three times.

The smoke dissipated, and a sword shield composed of nine flying swords appeared in front of Chang Tian.

Chang Tian walked out of the sword and shield with a gloomy face, but with a sneer on his lips, he said: "You think you can break my shadowless realm! Dream! My shadowless realm can be attacked and defended. Once the attack is broken, But you can’t break through the defense!”

Chang Tian was a little hysterical. Although he was still shouting, he felt ashamed in his heart, because this meant that his flying sword could only switch from attack to defense, from active to passive.

Chang Tian originally planned to crush Changsun, but at this moment, it seemed that even if he defeated Changsun, it would be a miserable victory that was not exciting.

Changsun didn't talk nonsense, he directly raised the world and chopped it up.

However, Chang Tian's defense at this time was more like a turtle shell than Chang Sun's before. Chang Sun's earthly sword could not break through the sword shield composed of nine flying swords.

"Oh my god, Zhang Sun actually forced Chang Tian to defend passively!" the audience outside the stadium exclaimed.

"I thought that in this final, only Ningbo could force Chang Tian to defend, but I didn't expect that Changsun would be so strong!"

"No, the eldest grandson is still far behind Ningbo. Although the eldest grandson has forced Chang Tian's defense now, the eldest grandson cannot break Chang Tian's sword and shield. In a competition of attrition, the eldest grandson who has just entered the Yuyue level will definitely not be able to defeat Chang Tian."

Chang Tian, ​​who was above the ring, was just waiting for Changsun Shan to run out of water before launching a thunderous strike just as the audience below said.

Chang Tian stood behind the sword and shield and said with a wanton smile: "Changsun, it's useless! Your sword can't be faster than my sword, and it can't break my sword and shield. The only thing waiting for you is failure!"

Changsun's eyes were so calm that they were almost indifferent.

"Is your sword fast? I have seen swords faster than yours."

Chang Tian was stunned when he heard this, and had a vague premonition in his heart.

Changsun changed his tactics and turned to attack Chang Tian's front.

"Die Lang!"

Changsun used Dialang. Facing the turtle shell, it was most appropriate to use Dialang.

The mortal sword is getting heavier and heavier, and Chang Tian's heart is getting heavier and heavier. Although he is confident that Changsun's folding waves will not be able to break through his sword and shield even if it is used to its limit, there is always a trace of gloom lingering in his heart.

"The twenty-fifth knife!"

Changsun finally reached his limit.

Chang Tian resisted with all his strength, and he could also see that Changsun was already showing signs of weakness. As long as he withstood this blow, it would be time to launch a counterattack.

The sword and shield met the blow that broke the sky, and the nine flying swords let out a low roar. The great pressure made the sword and shield a little unstable. At the last moment, the mortal sword fell, and a gap was opened in the sword and shield in an instant.

Chang Tian's mouth was bleeding, but he still clenched his teeth and stopped the decline of the sword and shield. In the end, the sword and shield could not continue to spread.

"Blocked!" Chang Tian secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

However, before he could be happy, he saw Changsun looking at him indifferently through the gap between the sword and shield.

Changsun ignored the world being thrown away, pointed his right hands together, and a sword energy spurted out from his fingertips.

"Sword Drawing Style!"

At the critical moment, Changsun actually used the sword-drawing gesture that he had not used for a long time.

"not good!"

Chang Tian's hair stood on end. Changsun's finger, no, the sword was too straight, and it penetrated straight through the gap opened by the sword and shield.

Fast, too fast.

Chang Tian used all his strength to drive the flying sword, but he knew that he could not make up for the gap in the sword and shield before the sword crossed the sword and shield.

"But? Doesn't Changsun want to take his hand?" Chang Tian's eyes were filled with confusion and horror. cao

This eldest grandson is really too cruel. Even now, his eyes are still cold and emotionless.

"hiss……"

Changsun's right arm was bloody and bloody, but Feijian could not go any further.

"Bang..." The flying swords scattered all over the ground, but in the end they failed to break Changsun's arm.

Because Zhangsun's sword was still one step faster than Chang Tian.

Chang Tian lowered his head and glanced at Chang Sun's sword finger that penetrated his left chest.

"This sword is too fast..."

Changtian fell backward.

If Zhangsun hadn't taken away one centimeter at the last moment, Chang Tian would have been a corpse at this time.

Lu Xiaoran jumped onto the ring and supported her eldest grandson.

Lu Xiaoran fed her eldest grandson a pill and said, "Stop talking, take this holy pill for healing first."

Changsun took the elixir obediently, sat down and meditated for a moment, and felt that his injury was much better. He looked down at his arm that was still bloody and bloody just now. The bleeding has stopped now, and new flesh has begun to grow.

Changsun said with a smile: "This holy medicine is really effective. I don't know if the reward I got for working so hard in the finals can give you this medicine in return."

Lu Xiaoran said with a smile: "The reward you won may not be enough, but your arm is worth it. Why don't you give it to me?"

The two laughed.

Siqin said from the side: "You are really not afraid of death, so you dare to fight his flying sword with your arms."

Changsun smiled and said confidently: "But my sword is faster than his."

Siqin glanced at Changsun angrily, and then said seriously: "What was your last sword strike?"

"You can see it. Yes, it is exactly the sword imitating Li Youran's sword when he assassinated you."

Changsun looked at Chang Tian who was being carried off the stage and said: "Li Youran's realm at that time was almost completely different from Chang Tian's now, but his understanding of the law had already surpassed Chang Tian's at that time."

Changsun's words were not exaggerated. Li Youran's understanding of "quick" was even more thorough. His sword only took a "straight".

The straight line between two points is the shortest, which is why Li Youran's sword is so fast.

Zhangsun realized just from Li Youran's move that he created the sword-drawing style and the initial prototype of the Formation-Breaking Sword Realm.

While Changsun was thinking about it, the arena in the square made a loud noise.

The eldest grandson looked at the arena where Tang Yuyan was competing.

"Yuyan's condition is not right!" Changsun whispered.

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Tang Yuyan was facing off against Sean, a fourth-year student from Faziyuan. But for some reason, Tang Yuyan was completely out of form in this game. Her offense was unstructured and her defense was loose and weak.

"Yuyan is going to lose." Just as Changsun finished speaking, Tang Yuyan was defeated by Xiao En.