Lingyuan Immortal

Chapter 181 The Sword Light Shines Brightly
As soon as these words were spoken, the eyes of the disciples below the stage, who had been silent for a long time, flashed and became excited again.

"The leaders of the true teachings...it turns out that Sword Questioning Pavilion and Purple Maple Forest are the last ones left!"

"I wouldn't dare tell anyone else, but Fellow Daoist Jiang Cheng... the ringleader is probably Senior Brother Chu Li."

"Oh? Why are you so sure?"

"This fellow Daoist may not know that Senior Brother Chu Li and Daoist Brother Jiang Cheng had a duel at the Beast Taming Banquet two years ago. Senior Brother Chu Li won that time, and I'm sure this time will be no exception!"

……

The two people on the stage remained calm, as if they could not hear the discussions in the audience.

Jiang Cheng, dressed in a purple robe, was the first to bow and said with a smile, "Fellow Daoist Chu, after I lost to you two years ago, I specially searched for many treasures that can restrain flying swords. I will use them later. I hope you will not make fun of me for this."

In fact, according to his original intention, he did not want to rely on too many external things to help him defeat his former powerful enemy, but in the current situation, his victory or defeat is related to the interests of the sect, so he can't help but treat it with caution.

Chu Li's expression remained unchanged as he cupped his hands and replied, "No problem."

After saying that, he looked at Zhang Laodao beside him, apparently urging him to start quickly.

Taoist Zhang raised his white eyebrows and said that it was no problem, so he immediately announced the start of the fight!
The light curtain rose, and Chu Li's unrestrained temperament was suddenly retracted. He lowered his eyes and looked at the flying sword in his hand, which was about a foot long. He spoke softly, as if he was communicating with the flying sword.

Jiang Cheng narrowed his eyes and did not dare to be careless. He did not want to act rashly for fear of being found vulnerable. However, seeing that Chu Li did not move for a long time, he simply waved his sleeves, rolled up several wooden thorns surrounded by purple, and quickly left.

As the wooden thorn approached, Chu Li pointed his hand back, and the flying sword in his hand immediately flew around Qingming.

"Puff puff……"

The flying sword passed through and destroyed the several wooden spikes one after another.

Jiang Cheng's expression remained unchanged, and he felt relieved instead.

"As long as they're not planning any killer moves..."

The hand gestures hidden under his sleeves changed, and then a sky full of spiritual light appeared, turning into a huge net, suddenly catching Chu Li's flying sword!

Chu Li put his fingers together and spun, driving the flying sword to circle upwards at an incredible speed.

But the scene of breaking out as he expected did not happen, and the flying sword failed to break through the giant net.

He frowned and looked at the round bluestone in Jiang Cheng's hand with his spiritual sense.

As he reacted, the bluestone continued to emit an inexplicable suction force. Everything else remained unchanged, but his flying sword was affected, its speed greatly reduced...

"I guess this is what he meant by the thing that can restrain flying swords..."

Chu Li's eyes turned, and he once again flew up the sword to look for the flaw.

In front of the hall, perhaps because he had great confidence in his own disciples, Xiao Jingyuan had no worries on his face. He sat there calmly and his mind was wandering. He was probably thinking about what bets to choose after he won the championship.

Liu Cheng on the side was not so casual, his eyes fixed on the situation on the field...

After a moment, Chu Li suddenly activated the magic power in his body, and the flying sword immediately crossed the sky, penetrated the giant net and soared into the sky, leaving behind an extremely shallow golden line.

"Chichi!"

With the sound of breaking through the air, the flying sword did not stop for a moment, changing direction and slashing towards Jiang Chengqi at lightning speed.

"Why is this stone so ineffective..."

Jiang Cheng frowned, and immediately surged his magic power, changed the gestures in his hands, and muttered something.

The next moment, a purple ancient maple shadow that seemed to support the sky quietly appeared from behind him.

"Heavenly Purple Maple Picture..."

Chen Mu raised his eyebrows and recalled the experience two years ago.

"call!"

As Jiang Cheng stretched out his hand, a huge cloud hand suddenly condensed in the air and grabbed the nimble flying sword.

"Swipe!"

The flying sword nimbly circled and avoided the range of the cloud hand, but was forced away from Jiang Cheng, leaving only a thin golden line.

Jiang Cheng's confidence suddenly increased. With the help of Gu Feng's phantom, he was no longer afraid of Chu Li's flying sword.

He immediately shouted softly and changed his technique, summoning several green tree trunks growing above the arena, restricting the flexibility of the flying sword.

At the same time, he also threw out a wooden staff magic weapon. When the magic power was activated, it suddenly burst out with dazzling light and turned into a huge purple and white python, roaring and moving towards Ben Chuli's body.

"The sword shines brightly!"

After a series of attacks, Chu Li whispered without panic.

In an instant, countless golden sword lights began to shine from his body, and then scattered in all directions like arrows.

"Puff puff……"

There were continuous muffled sounds, and the purple and white python was unexpectedly beaten back to its original shape by the sword light, and flew out in a backward spin.

And those huge tree trunks were also cut into pieces.

"The sword shines brightly?"

Jiang Cheng's mouth twitched, and he cursed inwardly. "When did he reach this level of sword cultivation?"

The sword light is bright, which is not a spell or the power of a magic weapon, but a state of mind, the state of mind of a sword cultivator.

Unlike the differentiated sword light of beginner sword cultivators, the bright sword light represents that the cultivator has already gained some understanding of the sword.

And it varies from person to person, there's more than just one type of sword light...

For someone like Chu Li, countless sword lights burst out of his body, allowing him to be both offensive and defensive.

For someone like Xiao Jingyuan, his bright sword light is the result of gathering all the sword light from his body into one, empowering the flying sword, and pursuing the ultimate offensive capability.

Thousands of people have different faces...

Seeing this, Liu Cheng's face darkened. After a pause, he said sinisterly, "Another disciple who has comprehended the sword light in the Qi Condensation Stage. Your sect truly has successors."

"No, no, thank you for the compliment, Fellow Daoist Liu." Xiao Jingyuan laughed and waved his hand.

After returning to the court, Jiang Cheng was briefly distracted, then he stood up again and pointed at the shadow of Gu Feng behind him.

"Hua Hua Hua..."

In a flash, the shadow of Gu Feng suddenly shrank and disappeared.

Instead, he now held a seven-foot-long, slender sword in his hand, with traces of purple wrapped around it.

Jiang Cheng opened his mouth again, and a ball of blood spurted out, turning into a blood mist and sinking into the purple knife.

"So what if the sword shines brightly? I'll take the top spot among the six sects!"

His face was a little pale, but his aura was getting stronger and stronger.

"The Heavenly Absolute Purple Maple Blade! This boy has actually mastered the second half of the Heavenly Absolute Purple Maple Diagram!"

In front of the hall, Xiao Jingyuan's calm demeanor finally changed, and he asked Liu Cheng in great surprise.

But as soon as he said that, he realized that what Jiang Cheng mastered was not a real magic technique, but a top-level spell derived from the magic technique.

"Hahaha……"

But Liu Cheng just laughed out loud without responding.

The others also frowned and lamented the talents of the disciples from the Wenjian and Zifeng sects.

One had comprehended the brilliance of sword light in the Qi Condensation Stage, while the other had mastered all the variations of the top-level spells derived from treasure techniques in the Qi Condensation Stage...

Jiang Cheng ignored everyone's words and swung a knife at Chu Li.

"Buzz!"

A slight sound turned into a cold sword intent that was several feet deep.

Chu Li frowned slightly and once again unleashed the bright sword light.

Countless sword lights flew out from his body, facing the terrifying sword intent.

"Bang bang bang!"

As they collided along the way, the sword lights that were invincible just now dissipated one after another, and could not stop the sword intent at all.

The sword light was very bright, but his realm had not yet reached the Foundation Establishment Stage, and the power he exerted was only one-tenth or one-twelfth of it.

Looking at the approaching sword intent, Chu Li's lips moved, and he actually summoned a magical weapon other than the flying sword.

A crystal shield that looks very exquisite.

"Boom!"

A loud noise echoed, and the cold sword intent slowly dissipated, but Chu Li was blown away because his shield could not block all the force.

While the man was still in the air, he couldn't help but open his mouth and spit out a ball of blood.

"Get down here!"

Jiang Cheng was unyielding, veins popped out on his face, and he used all his strength to swing the knife again.

"It's over, Senior Brother Chu Li is going to lose!"

"The last time I cut you, you were so reluctant, and now you're cutting me like this again."

"From the beginning, I said that Senior Brother Jiang Cheng was no less capable than Fellow Daoist Chu..."

……

Chu Li's eyes were bloodshot, and she ignored the discussions of the people below the stage.

Looking at the approaching sinister sword intent and Jiang Cheng who was already smiling, his expression was calm and a little strange.

"It's still unknown who will win or lose!"

He whispered, and a clear sound suddenly rang out on the field, as if responding to him.

The next moment, the flying sword that had been circling on the field suddenly turned around.

At the same time, golden streaks suddenly lit up on the stage, densely packed and countless. They were actually the faint golden lines left by his flying sword!
(End of this chapter)