Chapter 680 – Xin Zhuo’s Reverse Cutting Sixteen Words
Chapter 680 – Xin Zhuo’s Counter-Heavenly Cutting Sixteen Words
Inside the Xuan Heavenly Hall, it was quiet and silent as countless pairs of eyes, stared intently at the field.
Chen Changsheng, Nie Shenghuan, Xie Wujiang, Ximen Shuiyu, Teng Shanling, Zhang Jiujing and Wu Yingyue, among others, had already risen, their Qi climbing, locking onto Xin Zhuo, waiting straight for that nameless pawn called Zhu Youshui to admit defeat, and also seamlessly connecting to the scene, and comprehending Xin Zhuo’s methods.
However, this Zhu Youshui he did not concede defeat, he felt that the Xuan Tian Sword Sect’s young master did not use any moves, instantly dissolved his own martial arts aptitude, although it is very domineering, the gap between the two sides is like the difference between mud, but the other party is more or less a little bit of disrespect for themselves, this is not allowed.
If he could force the other party to make a move, he himself would be considered to have won without winning, winning over his own heart.
Who doesn’t have an obsession in a martial artist?
Therefore, the next moment he leapt into mid-air, the yin pole qi was incomparably thick, his hands quickly formed a seal, changing fifteen directions in a single shake, and said in a deep voice: “Xin Shao Palm Sect, although I am not as good as you, the dignity of a martial artist must not be insulted, please lead the way, Zhu’s Mountain Opening Palm!”
In a trance, he chopped out a palm, the light flashed, transforming into a palm print, loud and powerful, straight towards Xin Zhuo’s head to chop.
Xin Zhuo stood still, just nodded his head rather appreciatively and said, “This palm chop is very good, it’s just that the fore-shake time is a bit longer!”
“Forward swing?”
These two words were beyond Zhu Youshui’s scope of understanding, but he still slashed down with all his might with a forward momentum.
Then, he saw Xin Zhuo stretch out a hand and shake his fingers, stanceless, but still in flawless condition, keenly and incomparably nailing the weak point of this palm.
The vast palm imprint instantly disappeared without a trace.
Zhu Youshui kept his head down and feet up stance, all his martial arts empty, weak, pitiful and helpless, his face reddened once again.
Thousands of people in the surrounding area watched silently, only to feel boring, boring, this is completely unable to see the depth of Xin Zhuo, even the Hunyuan Void realm elders can’t see, because the no move this kind of thing, is only useful to the lower realm martial artists, to the same realm is useless, no half of the actual means.
At best, one could discern that Xin Zhuo had an extremely deep understanding of martial arts and was extremely insightful, and could identify the breaks and repel them by utilizing realm suppression.
But what is the point of this?
That Zhu Youshui landed on the ground, breathing heavily, his eyes changing constantly, and suddenly added: “I still have one more masterstroke!”
You have your mom’s best move!
Many people cursed in their hearts, Haotian Sect Xie Wujiang without courtesy cold voice rebuked: “Your Excellency or do not have to ask for trouble, you know that your realm and martial arts in the lesser Sect Master Xin under the hands of child’s play, if he kills you only need a breath.”
Zhu Youshui was instantly awakened, his face turned even redder, and finally cupped his fist in shame and saluted: “I have been taught, thank you for the Young Sect Leader’s guidance, I have benefited a lot!”
Xin Zhuo returned the salute with a modest face: “Brother’s martial arts are still good, wide open and powerful, truly rare in the world.”
Zhu Youshui was greatly honored, his face full of gratitude, and he respectfully retreated.
Hundreds of elite disciples from the left and right clans, sects and parties stood up once again, their battle intent almost condensing like substance.
However, Xin Zhuo suddenly pointed at another person with an extraordinarily serious look, “I see that this girl’s brows are stern, her spirit is idle and calm, I’m afraid that she comes from a famous family, her martial arts are calm and her attacking techniques are extremely terrifying, I’m willing to learn some lessons!”
The thousands of people immediately looked again, and then collectively fell silent.
That woman’s physique was obese, less than four feet tall, her mouth was full of buck teeth, her hand was still carrying a piece of spirit beast preserved and gnawing on it, and she was only at the Earth Immortal realm.
Earth Immortal Realm?
That woman was also surprised, pointing at herself, grinning, saying, “Still, the Young Sect Leader has vision, this girl is the True Great Disciple of the Southern Ridge Flying Eagle Sect, her methods are notoriously harsh!”
A leap to the field, a sky eagle flying wings, rolled up a large area of shadow, in the eyes of low-ranked martial artists may be very scary, but in the eyes of the experts present, the genus is really fancy.
However, Xin Zhuo was full of appreciation and couldn’t stop nodding his head : “Good! Very good!”
This appearance, in the eyes of the experts and elite disciples of the various sects, was really boring.
After three moves, the woman retreated with a blushing face!
Xin Zhuo still had no moves to crack.
Then he picked another person again.
Zhang Kuk, a disciple of the 800 year old family of Xingyi Quan, Earth Immortal Realm.
Li Zeyang, the Young Guan Master of the Ching Yuan Guan of Liu Quan Mountain, Yin Void Realm.
Prince Du Wufeng of Xu Guo, Yang Realm.
Eldest daughter of the Prince of the Spirit Kingdom, Suy, Great Venerable.
Hundred Flower Valley’s Great Disciple Yang Ai’er, Yin Void Realm.
And so on ……
A series of sixteen unheard of little people and the young master Xin sparring, and then no one forced the young master Xin to move martial arts, bias in the hall to fight sound, lively and extraordinary.
Many people have yawned, and many more have quietly left.
The elite disciples and geniuses of the sects have reached the limit of their patience, and finally, after another nameless pawn inexorably retreated, the Immortal Execution Great Sect, a genius disciple disregarded the rules, like a jianghu reckless, wrapped in the Taiji power of the Spiritual Terrace realm, leaped to the hall, “choking” a sword sound, waist side of the three-foot blue blade floating light sword out of the scabbard, pointing straight down: “Xin Zhuo, today, you are the first time to fight in the great hall, but also in the great hall.
“Xin Zhuo, today you enter the Xuan Tian Sword Sect’s young master position, a person under ten thousand people, when to accept the elite disciples of the various sects to challenge the gift, how can you be so fooled over? Are you afraid?
Immortal Execution Great Sect’s third generation disciple Zhang Yuchen, Spiritual Platform 1st Heavenly Level, is willing to receive the martial arts of Young Sect Leader Xin!”
Saying this, a three-colored demonic wind shadow manifested behind his back, condensing like substance.
The majestic power of the demonic wind and the sword swept through half of the hall, and even all of the previous challengers combined were no match for it!
This is the dreadfulness of the Spirit Platform Realm.
Immortal Exorcism Sect Leader Baguio, a smile appeared on her fair face as if she was a young girl, and she did not stop it.
The various clans, various experts and talented disciples can not help but come to the spirit, finally came to a bit can see, even if he Xin Zhuo cultivation is high, the foundation is solid, can not be used again to no move to deal with.
Liu light wind, fish bead gui and other Xuan Tian Sword Sect peak masters and elders have also begun to sit up straight, their own young master has been painless with the juniors, indeed not quite like words.
As for Xin Zhuo, he nodded and did not refuse, extending a hand, which was the starting gesture he had always used to ask for advice.
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“Immortal Exorcism Great Sect Zhang Yuchen, Spiritual Platform 1st Heaven, Tri-colored Demonic Wind Feathered Body Genius!”
Chen Changsheng stood shoulder to shoulder with Xie Wujiang and laughed softly, “Although he is a pompous and unorthodox person, only ranked in the upper reaches of the Immortal Execution Great Sect’s disciples, the Three-Colored Demon Wind Sword, once killed seventeen Ghostly Green disciples with a single sword in that great battle ten years ago!”
Xie Wu Jiang said expressionlessly, “It can’t hurt Xin Zhuo in the slightest, but it’s enough to make him strike!”
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“This person’s demonic body manifests at the ninth level of initial practice, lending to the sword’s power, very good, Xin Zhuo should be returning the favor!”
Fian Siwei said softly.
Teng Shanling’s eyes flowed, looking straight at Xin Zhuo.
…… “Buzz–“
Right at this moment, that Immortal Execution Great Sect disciple Zhang Yuchen’s three-foot Green Peak Sword in his hand traced a mysterious arc, the Yin-Yang Taiji power of the Spiritual Platform Realm was added to it, transforming into a ten-foot sword light that chopped down heavily, without any frills.
Before the sword light fell, it transformed into thirty-six brilliant sword awnings, and the path was like a long river, even if it was to split a mountain, it was no big deal.
However, this is not enough, behind him, the three-colored demon wind silently, rolled to Xin Zhuo itself, as fast as lightning.
The three-colored demonic wind can taint a person’s body, causing the true qi to stagnate, making it difficult to hold oneself.
This person is mainly sword moves, three-color demon wind as a supplement, is considered to be the strongest move, idle spirit platform one heaven if lost caution, also have the fate of death.
He even made the intention to kill Xin Zhuo with a sword.
“Zi Ya…”
Xin Zhuo was no longer without a move, the Heavenly Wool Sword on his waist was sheathed and then sheathed again, like a beginner martial artist practicing the sword drawing art of pulling it out and then sheathing it again.
His body never moved from the beginning to the end.
However, the three-colored demonic wind and sword light that filled the hall instantly disappeared.
Zhang Yuchen’s face in mid-air was white, a brocade dress four or five split, naked backward flying out on his back, his chest was hit by seventeen swords, the sword wound is not deep, but the blood flowed like a stream.
“Puh–“
The blood in his mouth and the blood on his body splashed in all directions, spilling onto the ground.
“This ……”
Many martial artists below the Spiritual Platform Realm were dumbfounded as if they were wooden chickens, their gazes were still stuck on Zhang Yuchen’s domineering sword technique, the divine body aptitude manifestation, and Xin Zhuo, who stood on the ground and remained unmoving, and as a result, …… this was the end of it!
Drawing the sword! Sheathed!
Zhang Yuchen, who was at the 1st Sky of Spiritual Platform, had lost?
Only the experts of the various sects and the pupils of the eyes of Chen Changsheng, Nie Shenghuan, Teng Shanling, and the others contracted slightly.
Just a moment, in fact, Xin Zhuo has already captured all the traces of Zhang Yuchen’s moves, before the other party’s moves have not yet been completely put on the bottom of the opening to grab the first move, with a high realm of forced suppression, strangely fast and incomparably, seems to be only out of the sword, but in fact, it is seventeen swords!
“Xuan Tian Sword Technique” heart of the Mahayana integration, use to the extreme, the sword can have several times the increase, and his sword moves are unheard of, like Liu Qingfeng’s killing sword art, but also like the fusion of the other sword art, that is, the complexity of the changeable, but also the powerful and powerful.
As for Zhang Yuchen’s three-colored demonic wind, he didn’t care at all, because after defeating his person, the Divine Body Manifestation Avatar would naturally dissipate!
This was not only self-confidence, but also hegemony!
“Oops ……”
The sixteen nobodies who had challenged Xin Zhuo before then breathed a long sigh of relief, Young Sect Leader Xin is actually really playing with us ！！！！
Haotian Sect, Xie Wujiang also took a deep breath and said, “Still can’t see the high and low of Xin Zhuo’s means, only to know that this person’s observation and calmness can be called a demon, the mastery of the sword art and the heart method is pure, into the subtle XuanYuan, to respond to all the changes without change!”
Chen Changsheng laughed softly: “How many points are certain?”
He was referring to how much certainty he had in defeating Xin Zhuo today.
Xie Wujiang’s face was cold, the corners of his mouth hooked into a sneer : “Even so, there are eight points!”
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“It’s a genius, but I’m still nine points certain of defeating it!”
Teng Shanling laughed lightly.
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“Eight points of certainty to defeat it!”
Nie Shenghuan watched his ears and nose.
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“Eight points of certainty can defeat him!”
Wu Yingyue smiled blandly.
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“The mastery of sword and mind techniques is wonderful, a rival, but disciple still has nine points of certainty to kill him!”
Confucian Immortal Pavilion Ximen Blowing Rain looked towards his sword.
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“Ten points of certainty to kill it!”
The Immortal Exorcist Archon flew in and looked at his own senior brother, who had crashed heavily to the ground wearing only his big pants, and his eyes closed slightly.
……
The crowd is not aimless, the moment an expert strikes, you can know the person’s hands on the way and depth, combined with what they have heard and heard and seen, and the other party’s division, they are naturally confident.
“Snap!”
At this time Zhang Yuchen fell to the ground, and rowed out to go more than three feet, face white, a leap up, chest heaving.
Seventeen swords, did not reach the point of making him seriously injured, but this is very insulting!
Xin Zhuo then smiled, arched his hand and saluted, and then rushed around to salute: “I am out of respect, wait a moment!”
Turning to leave, when he passed by Sect Leader Dao Zhen’s seat, he suddenly realized that Elder Dao Zhen and Bai Zong had left at some point.
After thinking about it, he walked out of the main hall through the back door.
Xin Zhuo left, the great hall remained silent, many people were still immersed in the scene just now, including master Liu Qingfeng, who needed to measure the disciple’s means in all aspects, and what was the chance of winning in the next challenge.
Right at this moment, someone suddenly exclaimed, “There are words on the ground!”
Thousands of people sniffed and looked, only to see that in the middle of the great hall, where Xin Zhuo and the seventeen men had cut, sixteen words had been colored by Zhang Yuchen’s spilled blood-
“The heavens are swirling, the martial arts path is flourishing, all of you work together, what’s the difference between the best and the worst?”
(End of chapter)