#489 - Eighth Generation: One move determines victory or defeat, one sword determines life or death!

Chapter 489: The Eighth Generation: One move determines victory or defeat, one sword determines life or death!

"Stay overnight at the main peak?"

"Could it be that the Sect Master is worried..."

Hearing this, Lu Yuan's expression changed slightly, and he vaguely guessed something.

"Shh!"

Luo Xin raised his index finger, signaling him to speak more quietly.

Although Qingyun Sect has many formations to protect it, it is now the time for the inner sect competition and many powerful people from various forces have come to watch the ceremony.

However, Lu Yuan was only at the Spirit Sea Realm and was unable to transmit sound over a thousand miles. If he spoke loudly, it might be heard by some powerful being.

"It's always good to be cautious. Master, this is just to be on the safe side."

"And I heard from Master that the number of true disciples this time is unusual and seems to be related to the inheritance of destiny. With a character who uses any means necessary to punish severely, he might really take the risk."

Luo Xin whispered.

"Heaven's destiny inheritance?"

Lu Yuan and Luo Xin inquired about the information and finally understood the whole story.

Judging from the information revealed by Luo Xin.

This so-called powerful being in the realm of destiny has cultivated to the point where my mind is the universe and the universe is my mind.

They have walked their own path and believe in it so firmly that they can change the real world with a single thought.

For example, when the leader of the Fire God Cult went to war with an ancient dynasty over a doctrinal dispute, he turned an area of ​​100,000 miles into a sea of ​​fire with the power of his mind alone.

Interfering with reality with the will of the mind is a method more terrifying than any magic or supernatural power.

That's why.

The status of the Great Power of Heaven is extremely respected, and he can enjoy the respect and offerings of all living beings.

If the inheritance left by such an existence were to appear in the world, it would surely cause a bloody storm, and even the strong ones in the Nirvana realm would fight for it and suffer bloodshed!

"According to Master, the great man with the destiny was named Master Lingxu. When he achieved perfection in Taoism and turned into a rainbow and left, he left behind a legacy."

"And the cave he left behind will open once every ten years."

"By then, all major forces including the Dali Dynasty will send their most outstanding descendants to the Lingxu Cave Mansion for training."

"For example, the Dali Emperor received a great opportunity in Lingxu Cave Mansion, which enabled him to change his fate and successfully ascend to the supreme position."

Luo Xin knew everything and explained it in detail to Lu Yuan.

"I see. Thank you for clearing up my confusion, Senior Sister."

Lu Yuan's eyes showed understanding, and he developed a little interest in this inheritance of destiny.

“I didn’t expect that the quota for the sect’s true inheritance this time would be related to the inheritance left by a great destiny master. No wonder Tang Yun, Zhao Xu and others are fighting so hard.”

He is currently short of resources. If he can get the qualification to go to Lingxu Cave Mansion, he might be able to take this opportunity to obtain a large number of elixirs and precious medicines to greatly increase his own strength.

After understanding the importance of the inheritance of destiny, Lu Yuan did not refuse Han Qingxuan's kindness and found a room on the main peak to stay for the night.

Late at night.

A blood-red figure moved through the thick night like a ghost, rushing towards the residence of the outer disciples.

This person had a restrained aura and an erratic figure, and he almost blended into the darkness.

Not to mention ordinary inner disciples, even a strong person in the early stage of Nirvana would find it difficult to detect anything unusual.

But when he approached Lu Yuan's residence quietly, he found that there was no one inside. He suddenly paused and his face became very ugly.

The thick fog surrounding the black shadow slowly dissipated, revealing a cold and ruthless old face.

If someone was here, they would definitely recognize it at a glance.

This person is actually the head of the Law Enforcement Hall. Severe punishment!

"Han Qingxuan, you actually predicted this in advance?"

"It seems that if we want Zhao Xu to win tomorrow's competition without any risk, there is only one last way left."

Yan Xing snorted coldly.

He glanced at Lu Yuan's residence unwillingly, and his body blended into the night again, disappearing without a trace.

No words were spoken that night.

The next morning.

As soon as the sky was getting light, many inner sect disciples went to the main peak early in the morning, anxiously waiting for the inner sect decisive battle to begin.

You must know that Lu Yuan and Zhao Xu are both well-deserved inner sect geniuses.

One of them rose from obscurity and killed Lin Hu, the former chief of the inner sect of Taixuan Sect, with just a single sword.

One comes from the world of cultivation, has enjoyed top-level resources since childhood, and has been personally taught by powerful Nirvana realm masters.

If it were in the past, any one of them could easily win the position of the inner sect leader.

When Lu Yuan walked out of the room, he found that the main peak was already crowded.

Looking around, there were huge crowds of people everywhere, almost surrounding the sect's main hall.

A high platform was also built in the square in front of the sect's main hall.

There are hundreds of seats on the platform with a wide view, allowing you to have a panoramic view of all the scenery of the main peak.

As for the mountain next to the main peak, a section of the top was cut off out of thin air, turning it into an arena hundreds of feet wide.

The surface of the arena was branded with countless complex runes, which combined together to form a defensive formation that enveloped the entire mountain.

The runes flashed.

The solidity of the arena was raised to an unimaginable level, and even the strong men in the late stage of the Soul Palace could hardly shake it!

Just at this moment.

Suddenly, cheers came from the crowded crowd.

Zhao Xu, wearing armor and holding a blood-red sword, appeared in everyone's sight, surrounded by many disciples of the Law Enforcement Hall.

His eyes were bloodshot, and deep in his eyes was a suppressed bloodlust and madness. He looked like a wild beast ready to devour anyone!

"Zhao Xu's condition is a little off, you have to be careful."

Luo Xin raised her eyebrows and reminded in a low voice.

"Don't worry, Senior Sister. He is no match for me."

Lu Yuan said calmly, but his tone was filled with great confidence.

This is not arrogance, but the confidence that comes from powerful strength!

"Since Junior Brother is so confident, I will wait for your good news."

Luo Xin seemed to be infected by the confidence in Lu Yuan's words. For some reason, he suddenly became convinced that he could become the leader of the inner sect.

And the other side.

Without waiting for the inner sect elder to announce the start of the competition, Zhao Xu was the first to step onto the stage, and immediately swung the long sword in his hand, pointing the blade at Lu Yuan from a distance.

"You incompetent rat, come up and die!"

His eyes were as red as blood, and his whole body was filled with murderous intent, but his aura was terrifyingly powerful.

Among the disciples present, many were warriors at the Spiritual Sea Realm, and some even had received the sect’s true teachings.

Anyone who is not blind can see that something is wrong with Zhao Xu's condition.

"What's going on?"

"How come Senior Brother Zhao Xu has become a completely different person in just one day?"

"As far as I know, there is an extremely powerful move in the Blood Soul Sword Technique. This move can absorb the enemy's essence, blood and soul for your own use, temporarily increasing your own strength."

"Although this move is powerful, it is also extremely dangerous and can easily backfire. Could it be that Junior Brother Zhao Xu, in order to win the inner sect's top spot, was willing to take the risk and use this move?"

A true disciple was startled and vaguely guessed the reason.

“I heard that the killing method practiced by the Master of the Severe Punishment Hall can strengthen one’s own cultivation by killing powerful enemies. Now that I see it, it is indeed extraordinary.”

"If I am not mistaken, the Blood Soul Knife in Zhao Xu's hand is also a first-class, top-grade spiritual weapon."

"This item combined with the Way of Killing is like adding wings to a tiger. It is enough to make its combat power comparable to that of a late-stage Soul Palace warrior in a short period of time. It seems that our friend Lu Yuan is in great danger this time."

On the high platform in front of the sect's main hall, there were many Nirvana-level masters with sharp eyesight who could see what was amiss.

The way of killing is both good and evil, and is even more extreme than many evil methods.

In those days, there was a powerful man who practiced the way of killing. Because he had too strong a murderous nature, he accumulated too much causal karma, which led to his inner demon taking advantage of the opportunity to invade when he was about to break through in his cultivation.

From then on, his sanity collapsed and he turned into a demon who only knew how to kill.

And judging from the current situation.

Zhao Xu obviously wanted to enhance his own strength, so he risked killing multiple monsters on the eve of the war, which made him unstable and even out of control.

Seeing this scene, even the ancestor of the Zhao family had a hint of worry in his eyes.

The Zhiyuan Holy Realm is dominated by idealistic martial arts. Once the mind collapses, all future will be ruined. This is no joke.

If Zhao Xu could win this competition, he could take this opportunity to consolidate his beliefs and increase his strength dramatically.

But if he loses the competition, at best he will suffer the backlash of his martial arts, at worst his mind will be damaged and he will become a useless person!

"Grand Elder, don't worry. Although Lu Yuan is a master swordsman, his cultivation is too weak. Zhao Xu refined the spirits of two late Soul Palace monsters late last night. He will definitely win this competition."

Yan Xing quietly transmitted the message and tried his best to assure him.

"I hope so."

The Zhao family's ancestor's heart was shrouded in a layer of haze, and for some reason he always felt uneasy.

In front of the sect hall, facing Zhao Xu's provocation, Lu Yuan showed no weakness and went straight onto the stage.

"Since you want to die, I will grant your wish!"

"Die!"

Almost at the moment when Lu Yuan stepped onto the stage.

Zhao Xu was like a wild beast out of control, rushing towards him across a distance of hundreds of feet.

at the same time.

The blood-red sword in his hand chopped down towards Lu Yuan's head like lightning.

The blade is extremely sharp, leaving no way for anyone to survive!

Especially when Zhao Xu slashed with the knife.

Behind him, the shadows of two monsters appeared faintly, causing the power of the sword to suddenly increase, as if it could even cut through the void!

"Brother, be careful!"

Seeing this, Luo Xin was shocked and couldn't help but remind him loudly.

The other disciples' faces also changed drastically. Their hearts were in their throats and they dared not even breathe.

On the one hand, the power of Zhao Xu's sword was too terrifying. If those inner disciples were to go up, I'm afraid they wouldn't be able to take even one blow.

On the other hand, Zhao Xu did not follow the rules.

Before the competition was even announced to start, he suddenly attacked, catching everyone off guard and leaving no time to react.

But facing this sword that was powerful enough to kill a Soul Palace realm expert, Lu Yuan remained calm. Not only did he not dodge, he also slowly closed his eyes.

The moment he closed his eyes.

The originally noisy world suddenly became extremely quiet at this moment.

Everything came to a standstill, even time stopped flowing!

However, Zhao Xu's sword, which was as powerful as thunder and so fast that even the naked eye could not catch it, seemed extremely slow and clumsy in Lu Yuan's perception.

Look with your heart, cut with your heart.

This is the secret of the self-destructive sword art.

When one is extremely focused, one can even cut off the flow of time with one sword!

Although Lu Yuan closed his eyes, when he concentrated, he found that Zhao Xu's move was full of flaws and loopholes.

“Swish!”

The next moment.

He put his fingers together like a sword and cut down in an instant.

An unimaginably bright sword light flashed like a stream of light, slashing at the blood-red long sword in Zhao Xu's hand with lightning speed.

"Bang!"

The long sword broke into pieces and turned into powder.

The two phantoms of the monsters behind Zhao Xu were instantly exploded like bubbles when illuminated by the sword light, and turned into green smoke and dissipated into the air.

He himself was hit hard, his body was shaking violently, he vomited blood, flew backwards, and hit the light curtain of the formation heavily, so he did not fall off the stage.

But his meridians were broken, his flesh and blood were blurred, and he had lost all his fighting power.

Even if he could barely survive, he would be a useless person in this life and would no longer be able to pose any threat to Lu Yuan.

"Zhao Xu lost?"

Seeing this scene, the whole audience fell into dead silence!

Everyone's eyes were as big as bells, looking at Lu Yuan in disbelief, with turbulent waves in their hearts.

"puff!"

Han Qingxuan held the teacup in his hand and just took a sip of hot tea. Before he could swallow it, he sprayed all the tea out in an instant.

He knew that Lu Yuan had great attainments in swordsmanship and was a natural swordsman prodigy with unlimited potential and possibilities.

But he never dreamed that Lu Yuan's swordsmanship would be so terrifying.

One move determines victory or defeat, one sword determines life or death!

With just one sword, Zhao Xu was killed instantly!

"No matter how many tricks you use, I can break them all with one sword. This is the true way of the sword!"

"Compared to this young friend, my swordsmanship attainments after decades of hard training are not worth mentioning at all."

Su Zhengyang's scalp tingled, he was astonished by her beauty, and his heart was shocked to the extreme.

Su Yun also stared at Lu Yuan, biting her red lips with her pearly teeth, and was almost hit to the point of doubting her life.

Since she was born, she has been hailed as a rare sword genius in the Su family in a century.

When those so-called geniuses from aristocratic families and heirs of sects were all defeated by her.

She also believed more and more from the bottom of her heart that she was destined to prove her truth with the sword and amaze the world.

But it wasn't until she met Lu Yuan that she finally understood.

What is the real swordsmanship, what is the real swordsmanship genius!

"This is impossible!"

"Zhao Xu successfully refined the spirits of two monsters, which was enough to fight against a late-stage Soul Palace expert. How could he be defeated by a disciple who was only in the middle stage of the Spiritual Sea?"

Yan Xing was distraught and kept roaring angrily, unable to accept this fact.

As for the ancestor of the Zhao family, who always lowered his eyes and pretended to sleep, and was indifferent to everything, at this moment his old eyes were wide open, full of horror and disbelief!