Chapter 92 Who dares to fight?
The Phantom Sword is the foundation for the Burning Heaven Clan to settle down.
Invincible swordsmanship under concentrated energy.
In the entire Burning Heaven Clan, only three people, including Cai Yan, were successful in cultivation.
For such a secret technique to actually appear on an outsider, the first thought of the Qi Gathering Masters of the Burning Heaven Clan was that it was impossible!
But at this time, the Blood Lotus Swordsman truly disappeared in front of everyone.
"It can't be true!"
An angry shout sounded.
Following the roar of anger, a big spiritual hand appeared out of thin air and grabbed Han Yang fiercely.
Everyone in the ring froze, suppressed by the terrifying power of the Qi Gathering Power.
"Xue Renlong, you are seeking death!"
Zheng!
The sound of swords exploded.
The shrill sword light seemed to be able to split heaven and earth, directly tearing apart the spiritual energy hand.
After tearing apart the spiritual energy hand, the power of the sword light was not reduced at all, and it slashed straight at Xue Renlong.
when!
Xue Renlong blocked Li Yuanyi's terrifying sword with a coiled dragon.
At the same time, Tian Ji also became violent, "You bastard from the Burning Heaven Clan, are you trying to bully my Yuan Clan?"
The knife sounded.
Almost as soon as he finished speaking, Tian Ji's sword was already in front of Xue Renlong.
He was worthy of being the number one swordsman of the Yuan Sect. His sword was so fast that everyone could only see a gray afterimage.
Another Burning Heaven Clan Qi Gathering Master wanted to rescue him, but it was already too late!
Tian Ji's sword force destroyed Xue Renlong's protective aura, and slashed his gun-holding arm with one strike.
Blood is everywhere!
One of Xue Renlong's arms was almost chopped off, half of the muscles were missing, and the white bones were exposed.
"The coward of Yuanmen actually dares to do a despicable sneak attack, do it!"
The people of Burning Heaven Clan suddenly stood up and prepared to take action.
Not to be outdone, the whole Yuanmen clan heard the sound of knives, swords, and angry curses all of a sudden.
"enough!"
In the Burning Heaven Clan, an old man with white hair and beard was shocked and shouted loudly, suppressing all sounds.
Even Lu Xiongfei, who was at the second level of Qi gathering, was no exception.
This person is clearly the master of Fentian Clan, Huo Fentian.
He glanced at the whole audience indifferently, and after seeing everyone unable to raise their heads, he said to the Yuanmen side: "It's just a misunderstanding. After this incident, Xue Renlong will face the wall for a year as a punishment. I don't know that everyone in the Yuanmen Are you satisfied?"
Tian Ji sneered disdainfully.
Li Yuanyi frowned slightly.
It's not because Huo Fentian's calming attitude is not sincere, but... the conditions given are too good.
Letting a Qi gathering master face the wall for a year is definitely a very serious punishment.
When did the leader of the Burning Tian Clan, who was known for his fiery temper, become so easy to talk to?
When something goes wrong, there must be a monster.
Li Yuanyi had a bad feeling in his heart.
But He Wantong said with a smile: "Since Brother Huo is so reasonable, then my Yuanmen won't be pretentious anymore. Let's just expose it. Let's continue with the martial arts?"
Huo Fentian nodded lightly: "Continue!"
The melee disappeared. If it weren't for the dense bones on Xue Renlong's arm, it would have been as if it had never happened.
"Master!"
As soon as he sat down, Xue Renlong reluctantly sent a message to Huo Fentian.
Huo Fentian scolded coldly: "Idiot! In front of everyone, do you think you can do anything to get the blood lotus? That old witch in Phoenix Mountain will not let us succeed!"
Xue Renlong was startled and suddenly looked in the direction of Phoenix Mountain, and found that the owner of Phoenix Mountain was indeed looking this way with a half-smile.
Logically speaking, the two families are allies, but just when the Yuan Clan took action against the Burning Heaven Clan, Fenghuang Mountain actually had no intention of intervening, and even seemed to sit on the mountain and watch the fight between tigers.
"What the hell, these bitches!"
Xue Renlong was vaguely aware of what had happened.
The Blood Lotus Swordsman showed off his magic sword skills, so the Burning Heaven Clan naturally wanted to capture him and find out what happened.
But Phoenix Mountain would not let the Burning Heaven Clan succeed easily.
Once the Magic Sword technique is popularized by the Burning Heaven Clan, it will be a devastating blow to the Bone Forging Realm of the Eight Gates of Nanyang.
The one who least wants the Burning Heaven Clan to get the Blood Lotus Swordsman may not be the Yuan Clan, but the other six sects including Phoenix Mountain!
"Ha... It seems that I still underestimated this little guy Xuelian..."
The master of Phoenix Mountain glanced at Han Yang, the murderous intent in his eyes no longer concealed.
The Blood Lotus Swordsman must die!
Otherwise, if the Burning Heaven Clan gets a way to popularize the Phantom Sword, things will get out of hand!
On the stage.
The pressure of the Qi Gathering Power disappeared, and everyone regained their mobility.
"not good!"
"Where's the blood lotus?"
Just when the two disciples were shocked, the sword light lit up.
Zheng!
Blood rained down.
The six people who rushed towards the token were all severely wounded by a sword.
There is a deep sword mark left on everyone's body.
If they hadn't been frightened by the power of Qi Gathering and put them on guard, this sword would have been enough to kill them!
"Want a token? Have you asked me?"
Han Yang's figure slowly appeared in front of the token.
One man is in charge, no one can open it!
Han Yang, with one person and one sword, made the distance between all the contestants and the tokens like a chasm!
All the energy-gathering powers of the three sects were silent.
From the moment Han Yang cast the Phantom Demon Sword, everyone already had this premonition.
Han Yang is invincible in his current state!
Eight people from Phoenix Mountain and six from Burning Heaven Clan supported each other and looked at the Blood Lotus Swordsman in horror.
A Yuan Clan disciple actually learned the Fentian Clan's secret weapon, the Phantom Demon Sword.
How can we fight in this martial arts competition?
"Don't worry, everyone! No matter how strong the Blood Lotus is, it's only one person. The fourteen of us working together will definitely be able to kill it!"
Nan Zong held the spiritual sword and tried to boost morale.
Unfortunately, his words had no effect at all.
Six people were seriously injured with one sword, causing the morale of others to fall to the bottom instantly. Han Yang's invincible image had been established.
Nan Zong gritted his teeth and said, "All those holding spiritual weapons, enter!"
Before he finished speaking, he was the first to rush forward.
Another genius from Burning Heaven Clan who was holding a spiritual weapon hesitated for a moment and then followed closely.
"superior!"
On the Phoenix Mountain side, there was also a disciple who roared hoarsely and rushed towards Han Yang menacingly.
With that sword blow just now, several people were almost cut in half, making them want to cut Han Yang into pieces.
"it's useless……"
Han Yang's indifferent voice sounded in everyone's ears.
The next moment, his figure suddenly disappeared.
When he reappeared, he was already in front of Nan Zong.
The sword light rises!
Nanzong's body was suddenly thrown into the air, and then he was pinned to the ring.
Zheng!
The sound of the dragon's roar as the spiritual sword pierced the stone platform sent chills to the hearts of all the contestants.
Nanzong's eyes widened in disbelief, and his mouth and nose were filled with blood.
He couldn't imagine that Han Yang was so fast.
The spiritual sword in Han Yang's hand trembled, directly shattering Nan Zong's heart and vitality dissipated. Nan Zong died with eyes closed.
"Who dares to fight!"
Han Yang, holding the Blood Lotus Spirit Sword, was like a swordsman descending to earth, ruling all directions by himself.
Thirteen geniuses, no one dares to speak out anymore.
The cold light of the Blood Lotus Spiritual Sword was like the scythe of death, pressing against the throats of all of them.
