Chapter 205: Domineering

"Good swordsmanship."

Seeing Jian Wushuang slashing out with his sword, Ye Lin was filled with admiration and immediately stopped hesitating.

"Three swords of life and death, one sword of death."

After comprehending the sword intention of destruction, he found that the last sword among the three swords of life and death was very consistent with his sword intention of destruction.

When the two combine, their power is doubled.

"cut."

Ye Lin's sword and Jian Wushuang's sword collided together, and sparks flashed on the blade.

The two stared at each other, neither letting the other go.

Boom, boom, boom.

Following three loud noises, a terrifying explosion sounded from the sword blade.

Ye Lin and Jian Wushuang took three steps back.

After the first confrontation, it was a draw.

"It's really getting more and more interesting to me."

He became even more interested in Ye Lin when he saw that Ye Lin could even fight him even though he was holding a sword against him.

"Fellow Daoist Ye, let's take a look again. What do you think of this sword?"

"The sword opens the world."

Jian Wushuang jumped up high, raising his swords above his head, and the power of heaven and earth gathered around him crazily.

A strong pressure made Ye Lin look solemn.

There was no way, Jian Wushuang's sword was too oppressive.

"Come on, master the art of sword control and return to the clan with ten thousand swords."

Ye Lin laughed, and long swords began to appear around him. The dark swords exuded the aura of destroying the world.

"If you open the world with your sword, I will destroy it."

Thousands of swords began to gather, and in just a moment, an extremely dark giant sword appeared.

"cut."

"cut."

The two shouted at the same time, and the two sword lights collided.

Suddenly, the entire arena erupted with an extremely dazzling light.

The young people around them covered their eyes in pain.

They discovered that this light was mixed with the artistic conception of destruction and the artistic conception of heaven and earth. Even if they used spiritual energy to resist it, they could not help but sting their eyes.

boom.

An even bigger explosion sounded, causing the ears of the young people watching around to buzz.

"cut."

"cut."

The entire arena was enveloped in light, and no one knew how intense the battle was.

However, the voices of two people could be heard from time to time.

"Is this the 40% certainty you said?"

Wuxin stared at Ye Lin who was on par with Jian Wushuang on the stage with wide eyes, and was stunned.

He was born with a Buddha's heart, so this light had no impact on him.

He still couldn't forget that he asked Ye Lin, how sure are you against Jian Wushuang?

Ye Lin just pondered for a moment and then slowly said, 40%.

Damn, is this the 40% certainty you said?

The young monk is 30% sure, but he can't catch Jian Wushuang's two swords. And there should be some moisture in your words, right?

And there seems to be a lot of moisture mixed in, right?

This made Wuxin understand one thing in his heart, if you come out to fool around, don't believe anyone's words, they are all liars.

"Hahaha, good, so happy, so happy, so happy."

Jian Wushuang jumped up, stood on the edge of the ring with both feet, and laughed.

How many years? How many years? How many years has it been since he experienced such a hearty battle?

Now, his heart is full of satisfaction and he has met a powerful enemy in his life. How happy is this?

Some people are invincible throughout their lives, and no one in the world can be an enemy of them. When they die, they die full of regrets.

"Fellow Taoist Ye Lin deserves to be the head disciple of Wuming Mountain, he is really powerful."

Looking at Ye Lin in the distance, Jian Wushuang was filled with admiration.

"Fellow Taoist Wushuang is ridiculous. Fellow Taoist Wushuang is not bad either. He wields the Sword Intent of Heaven and Earth, which really makes Ye feel extremely uncomfortable."

Ye Lin had a wry smile on his face.

During the battle, Jian Wushuang's strong artistic conception of heaven and earth made him extremely uncomfortable.

All attacks will be reduced by 10%.

Don't underestimate this percentage. Even one point in a master's duel may determine the outcome of the entire battle.

"Hahaha, Fellow Daoist Ye, there is another sword here in Wushuang. Please observe it, Fellow Daoist Ye."

"This sword was honed by Wushuang for three years. You are the first person to see this sword."

"Please be careful, Fellow Daoist Ye. If Fellow Daoist Ye can take this sword, you will be my brother Jian Wushuang. When the competition is over, you must have a good drink."

After Jian Wushuang finished speaking, his body slowly rose upwards, with two long swords flowing around him.

And above the head, a sky-blue flame emerged.

"Spirit fire? And it's a high-grade spiritual fire. The lowest level must be low-grade earth-grade. God Sword City is really rich and rich, and it even has this kind of treasure."

Looking at the sky-blue flames above Jian Wushuang's head, Ye Lin thought to himself.

The sky-blue flame is extremely beautiful, but the flame contains extremely high temperatures that can burn everything in the world.

"My whole life, Jian Wushuang, I have longed for heaven and earth, and for another world above the sky."

"That's why this sword is named. The sword opens the gate of heaven just to see the immortals above the sky."

Jian Wushuang said loudly, and at the same time, a giant sword behind him began to gather slowly.

Jian Wushuang looked up at the sky, his eyes full of longing.

Hearing this, Ye Lin couldn't help but admire him.

Jian Wushuang's heart is higher than the sky, his cultivation is still at the peak of the Golden Core, but his heart already wants to conquer the world and see the immortal side of the sky.

Such a state of mind may not even be available to some Nascent Soul stage major cultivators.

"Fellow Daoist Ye, be careful. Open the Heavenly Gate with your sword and kill it."

Jian Wushuang then lowered his head to look at Ye Lin below, put his hands on the sword and pointed at Ye Lin.

The sky-blue flames above his head gathered on the long sword behind him, conveying an extremely deadly threat.

If it were an ordinary Jindan peak cultivator, he would have knelt before the sword light fell.

Jian Wushuang's sword was no different from the attack of an ordinary Yuanying stage cultivator.

However, this was Jian Wushuang's most peak sword, and he risked everything with one sword, but a Yuanying stage cultivator could launch dozens or hundreds of such attacks.

This is also why no matter how evil you are, you can't fight across a large realm.

"Phoenix Fire, out."

"Nine-color Jindan Power, out."

"Destruction Sword Intent, out."

Ye Lin didn't dare to be careless about Jian Wushuang's sword, and immediately, all his trump cards began to be used.

He was not afraid that his trump cards would be known by others. His identity was an outer disciple of Wuming Mountain, and he believed that no idiot would dare to kill him.

Moreover, what would it matter if you knew the trump cards? As long as he defeated Jian Wushuang, he would be the number one prodigy in Tianhe County.

Even if you know my trump card, do you dare to challenge me?

The weak are only worthy of hiding, the strong are determined to be invincible, even if you know my trump card, so what? Just a fight.

A black giant sword slowly appeared behind Ye Lin, the phoenix fire surrounded the black giant sword, the nine-color golden elixir in his body shone brightly, and nine rays of light wanted to penetrate his body, but Ye Lin intercepted three of them.

If these nine rays of light appear, then everyone in the world will know that he is the nine-color golden elixir, and then it will be fun.

The nine-color golden elixir has been extinct since ancient times, and now it appears again, I believe no one will not pay attention to you.

And the six rays attached to the giant sword, and suddenly, the black giant sword behind Ye Lin emitted an extremely hot black light.

"Cut."

Sensing the terrifying aura on Ye Lin, Jian Wushuang did not hesitate and swung his sword.