Chapter 404: One Sword

Nangong Chen was overjoyed when he saw the green light of the Qingteng Sword in Ning Xiangruo's hand weaken. He wanted to defeat Ning Xiangruo with all his might, but he found that Ning Xiangruo was like a huge sponge. No matter how fierce his attack was, it would be dissolved by Ning Xiangruo's sword, who seemed to be gradually losing strength.

After a while, Nangong Chen was already in an absolute advantage on the eighth stage. The white bone magic weapon in his hand was full of demonic energy, suppressing the green light of the Qingteng Immortal Sword. Almost everyone was thinking that perhaps Nangong Chen's next wave of attack would be able to defeat Ning Xiangruo. Many disciples of the Demon Sect had already begun to congratulate the disciples of the Heavenly Demon Sect for winning this game.

However, every time when it came to the critical moment, Ning Xiangruo could dissolve Nangong Chen's wave after wave of attacks.

Who is Ning Xiangruo?

She is the last disciple of Master Jingshui of Cangyun Sect. She entered the sect three years earlier than her senior brother Gu Jianchi.

Among the female disciples of Cangyun Sect, only Du Chun could compete with Ning Xiangruo.

Now Ning Xiangruo was just trying out her skills. Seeing the anxious look on Nangong Chen's face, she immediately turned from defense to offense.

The originally suppressed green light suddenly burst out, tearing through the demon light, and dozens of sword lights slashed at Nangong Chen like lightning.

Nangong Chen was fighting hard, and suddenly felt that the opponent's momentum suddenly changed, from a soft little lamb to a hungry white-browed tigress coming down the mountain.

Seeing dozens of sword lights slashing at him like lightning, Nangong Chen was shocked and hurriedly waved the white bone magic weapon in his hand to block the sword light.

All the dozens of sword lights were aimed at the white bone magic weapon. The white bone magic weapon was fine, but the demon light was even stronger, but Nangong Chen's arm began to feel numb, and he retreated seven or eight steps in succession.

At this moment, he felt an endless and sharp breath coming down from the sky. He looked up suddenly and saw Ning Xiangruo had left the battle circle and was suspended in the air. He pointed the green fairy sword in the air, and dense green air swords quickly formed and condensed. There were as many as four or five thousand swords, almost covering the entire sky above the arena.

"The eight styles of the magic sword of Cangyun Sect?"

Nangong Chen gritted his teeth.

The power of the sword art of Cangyun Sect is unparalleled in the world. He originally wanted to entangle Ning Xiangruo in close combat so that she could not activate the sword art, just like Qinghui defeated Yang Qiming in the last game.

In the end, Ning Xiangruo still activated the terrible Cangyun sword art.

Thousands of green air swords flew and rotated quickly in the air, and finally formed like two huge wings. Ning Xiangruo, who was suspended in the middle of the wings, had a gentle face, like a fairy.

However, when this fairy pointed the Qingteng sword in her hand, she would become more terrifying than a demon.

As her immortal sword pointed, the two huge green wings actually trembled like a giant bird flying. Then, dense green air swords separated from the two huge green wings, making a rapid and sharp sound of breaking through the air, and shot towards Nangong Chen standing on the ring.

Until this moment, the confrontation between the two people really began.

"Duplicate Technique!"

Nangong Chen shouted, and more than a dozen identical Nangong Chens immediately appeared in various directions.

Ning Xiangruo couldn't use her spiritual sense to lock which one was the real Nangong Chen for a while, so she didn't care so much. She shot through one clone with a rain of swords when it appeared.

The clones were not illusory, and each clone had a certain power. I saw more than a dozen Nangong Chen holding the white bone magic weapon and waving it tightly, but under the almost endless rain of swords, the number of clones gradually decreased, and they were pierced one by one by the rain of swords like locusts.

In less than an incense stick of time, there was only one Nangong Chen left on the ring.

Nangong Chen's cultivation is extremely high, having reached the seventh level of the mid-stage of the Out-of-Body Realm, and he is only one step away from the peak realm. It is obviously not realistic for Ning Xiangruo to defeat such a young master of the Demon Cult with only the sixth style of the Eight Styles of the Divine Sword.

The magical power of the Heavenly Demon Cult should not be underestimated. Nangong Chen actually tiptoed and rose against the sky. He waved the white bone magic weapon with his right hand, smashing and blocking the rapidly shooting green air swords one by one, while his left hand began to change different barrier handprints.

Suddenly, a stream of black air came out from the white bone magic weapon, and the black air actually formed a white bone skeleton. In a blink of an eye, hundreds of white bone skeletons blocked Nangong Chen.

Those skeletons formed a cone-shaped attack posture, like sharp arrows, facing the densely packed green air swords rushing towards them, and pounced on Ning Xiangruo in mid-air.

The sound of ghosts crying and wolves howling filled the world, as if endless evil spirits from hell were roaring in pain. The momentum was so strong that it was horrifying. Many young disciples who were not good enough in cultivation among the disciples watching the battle immediately felt dizzy and dizzy in the sound of ghosts crying, and hurriedly used the true method to resist.

Ning Xiangruo's face in the air was slightly condensed. Those skulls were very hard. The green air swords pierced the skulls, but they could not be pierced at all. It often took dozens of air swords to break a skull.

She knew that although the number of air swords she activated was large, the power of a single green air sword was not strong. It was okay to deal with a young disciple in the flying realm, but it was almost impossible to defeat a young master in the out-of-body realm with only an air sword.

Seeing that the skull formation was getting closer and closer to her, Ning Xiangruo shot out thousands of green air swords at once, and then she moved forward among the countless air swords, and the green vine sword suddenly stabbed out.

Only the most eagle-eyed people saw that, among the green light and sword shadows in the sky, there was a thin, smoky green light that shone straight out from the tip of the Qingteng Sword, flashed away, and penetrated into the terrifying skeleton formation.

The next moment, Ning Xiangruo rushed into the skeleton formation with her sword.

She still maintained the posture of holding the immortal sword horizontally, and plunged into the skeleton formation. Originally, everyone thought that she would be swallowed by the skeleton formation. The disciples of the Demon Sect had no time to rejoice, but saw that the top of the cone-shaped skeleton formation composed of hundreds of skeletons exploded and shattered three feet away from the edge of her magic sword.

As Ning Xiangruo continued to advance, the magic sword did not touch a single skeleton. All the skeletons shattered three feet away from her sword and turned into a rain of bones falling down.

Amid the sound of countless skeletons shattering and exploding, Nangong Chen suddenly groaned in pain.

When all the skeletons shattered and disappeared in the blink of an eye, Ning Xiangruo and Nangong Chen fell on the ring together.

Nangong Chen covered his shoulders, and a large area of his black robe had been stained red with blood.

He stared at Ning Xiangruo with a sinister look, and said word by word: "That move just now was the Qiankun Sword of Cangyun Sect, right?"

Ning Xiangruo nodded silently, and then said: "You lost."

Nangong Chen was of course unwilling to admit defeat, and poured all his true energy into the white bone magic weapon, wanting to fight Ning Xiangruo again, but at this moment, as his true energy surged, a mouthful of blood spurted out.

The elder of the arena removed the barrier and announced that Ning Xiangruo won.

Nangong Chen panted heavily, wiped the blood off his chin, and said hoarsely: "I will return this sword to you!"