Chapter 545 Forbearance

The sharp sword energy swept across the arena, and the pure white sword beam bloomed, stabbing Yang Taishan like a comet striking the moon.

When the latter saw this, he crossed his arms and his body was shaken. The dense spiritual patterns on the surface of his skin intertwined and squirmed. In the blink of an eye, a phantom of a mountain peak appeared.

Ding ding ding! !

The flying sword struck, and the sound of metal and iron clinking could be heard endlessly. The dense sword energy fell one after another like rain hitting banana trees.

Yang Taishan stood motionless, his body like a majestic peak. No matter how the sword energy blew, it was difficult to shake his body.

"The magic of the Great Perfection Realm, the earthly way of the Realm of Intention!" Jian Chenzi showed a touch of excitement on his face. He is a swordsman who loves fighting and is crazy about fighting. In the sect, he usually looks for an opponent but cannot find one. Cheng Xiang met at Yang's house.

"Phantom Sword!" He whispered in his heart, and moved his hands to seal the sword at an extremely fast speed. In the eyes of outsiders, it was simply a phantom.

Whoosh!Whoosh!

Following Jian Chenzi's movements, the magic weapon long sword vibrated slightly, and ripples spread in the air. Suddenly, the swords transformed into twelve, each one as real as the sword.

When Yang Taishan saw this, his pupils shone brightly, and he clearly used the Magic Eye Technique.

However, no matter how he looked at it, the twelve long swords in front of him were all real and had no flaws.

"What a profound level of magic cultivation!" Yang Taishan was shocked. Like Jian Chenzi, he was hard to find.

After all, his younger brother and sister were at a lower level and were no match for him, not to mention the other clan members. They were completely swept away.

Meeting Jian Chenzi today was the first real opponent that Yang Taishan encountered at the same level.

"Drink!" He shouted, flipping his right hand, also using his magic weapon.

This is an earthy yellow seal, with mountains and mountains carved on it, and a thick earthy aura surrounding it.

The first-class magic weapon, the Taishan Seal, is of great weight and can be used both offensively and defensively. It can also release gravity to suppress the opponent.

boom! !

The Taishan Seal crossed the sky, grew in the wind, and turned into a size of three feet. Like a huge rock, it rumbled across the sky and crashed into the twelve long swords.

Jian Chenzi's eyes flashed and he pulled his hands to both sides.

His twelve long swords were also separated, with six swords on the left and one on the right. The six swords on the left blocked the Taishan seal, and the six swords on the right stabbed Yang Taishan fiercely.

hum! !

Unexpectedly, gravity suddenly descended from the Mount Tai seal. With the seal as the center, half of the arena fell into the gravity field. The twelve long swords were oppressed by this invisible gravity, as if they had fallen into a quagmire, and their movements were slow.

Yang Taishan took this opportunity, bent his legs, and then rushed towards Jian Chenzi, leaving behind a trail of afterimages.

He follows the Way of Protector and War God, and only close combat can bring out his strongest strength.

"Not good!!" The disciples of the Luochuan Sect who were watching the battle exclaimed. Of course they knew the terrible consequences of being approached by a monk who practiced both law and body.

However, Jian Chenzi, who was facing all this, raised the corners of his mouth slightly. He had experienced hundreds of battles, how could he not understand the favorite fighting method of Zhanshen Tao monks.

With a wave of his sleeves, another long sword flew out, and terrifying sword intent burst out from his body.

The sword energy circulated, and in an instant, it condensed into an endless sword net. It was obviously a strong and sharp sword energy, but at this moment, Jian Chenzi used it to make him feel as good as water.

The soft sword net was like catkins flying in the sky, and like invisible clouds gathering and scattering on the horizon. With just a slight opening, Yang Taishan was caught in it as he rushed towards him.

Clang... Clang! Ding!

Dense sparks surged out from the surface of Yang Taishan's skin. After the sword net was closed, it started to spin rapidly, like countless saws, trying to grind him to pieces.

"Hey, that's interesting!" Yang Taishan grinned wildly and arrogantly, without feeling like he was in trouble at all.

Seeing this scene, Jian Chenzi's eyes narrowed slightly, and he pointed his sword, drawing out sword energy, cutting through the layers of air barriers, and joining the rapidly rotating sword network, gradually turning it into a sword storm.

In the center of the storm, Yang Taishan stretched his body, then bent his legs, closed his two arms, and after a simple buildup, suddenly opened them.

boom! !

Qi, blood and spiritual power intertwined, forming the shadow of a mountain peak again, but this time the mountain peak was as solid as substance, and its defense was extremely terrifying. Even though the storm of swords swept across it, it remained motionless.

In this way, the two sides fell into a stalemate.

Taishan Seal was entangled with the twelve long swords, while Yang Taishan himself fought against the sword storm launched by Jian Chenzi.

The two fought for a full quarter of an hour, but they were still unable to do anything to each other.

Time passed and the two ended in a draw.

This fight is undoubtedly the most intense one in the realm of Qi training.

The terrifying strength of both sides even made some foundation-building monks in the audience feel sore.

Is this still Qi training? They couldn't help but think.

At the same time, with this battle, the spectators outside the ring regained their confidence in the Yang family and looked forward to the subsequent foundation-building battle.

Unexpectedly, in the ensuing battle between foundation-building monks, the Luochuan Sect had the absolute upper hand. The Yang family had little power to fight back. The monks who were close to the Yang family in the audience were inevitably disappointed, and the prestige of the Luochuan Sect was re-established. .

Soon, the competition ended and the Yang family was defeated.

Master Tianyun's face was full of pride, and he returned to the sect with many Luochuan Sect disciples.

Yang Tianyou came to the clan members who were participating in the martial arts competition.

Looking at a slightly disappointed clan member, he smiled faintly and said, "Why do you think I want to show weakness to the Luochuan Sect?"

The tribesmen looked at each other, and Yang Taishan stood up and said in a deep voice, "Because we are weak!"

Hearing this, Yang Tianyou glanced at him very appreciatively.

Immediately he glanced at the clansmen in front of him and said loudly: "Taishan is right. Just because our family is weak, even though we have great potential, we can only stay humble and remain small."

"But you must understand that momentary honor, disgrace, gains and losses are nothing."

"A real dragon can be big or small, it can rise or disappear; if it is big, it can stir up clouds and spit out mist; if it is small, it can hide and hide its form; if it rises, it can soar in the universe; if it is hidden, it can lurk within the waves."

"A true dragon comparable to an immortal can do this, let alone us monks who are far away from becoming immortals.

The road to cultivating immortality is long, with many ups and downs and thorns. Many times, we need to be patient. If we are strong enough, everything we lost before will naturally come back. Do you understand? "

"Got it!" Many clan members responded in unison, and the previous depression was wiped away.

"Okay, all of you tribesmen participating in the competition will be rewarded with contribution points. Go and contribute to the hall." Yang Tianyou waved his hand and said with a smile.

After hearing this, the tribesmen cheered and dispersed.

Yang Tianyou stood there, glanced in the direction of Luochuan Sect, and a cold light flashed in his eyes, "Sooner or later, the entire Luochuan County will belong to my Yang family!"