The Demon Cultivator of the Sword

Chapter 120: Nine-foot Dragon Vein Qi
At this moment, Sikong Sheng and Yan Chihuo were engaged in the final showdown between young giants on the arena.

"Fire cloud splits the ground and slashes!"

Facing Sikong Sheng, Yan Chihuo did not dare to hide anything. While activating his Red Flame Battle Body, he immediately unleashed a killing move that was even more powerful than the Instant Kill Golden Flame Slash.

As the sword was swung, the majestic fire cloud sword light blasted towards the opponent like a tide.

"Boxing dominates the river!"

Sikong Sheng pulled out his right hand from behind his back, his fist full of powerful energy, and punched through the air to deliver the fifth move of the Cang Tian Ba ​​Quan.

The force of the fist was like a dragon crossing the sea, unstoppable, and in an instant it separated the fire cloud sword light.

"Instant kill, Golden Flame Slash!"

Yan Chihuo naturally would not sit and wait for death, so he met the attack with the Instant Kill Golden Flame Slash, which was slightly less powerful than the Fire Cloud Earth-Splitting Slash but much faster.

"The fist determines the country!"

Sikong Sheng's fighting power steadily increased, and he unleashed the sixth move of the Blue Sky Fist.

boom!
The golden-red blade light emitted by the Instant Kill Golden Flame Slash broke, and Yan Chihuo himself was also restrained by the fist force. Sikong Sheng stepped forward lightly and smashed Yan Chihuo's body protective true qi with one punch, winning the game.

Yan Chihuo staggered to the ground, and said with a look of astonishment, "You have indeed taken that step."

Sikong Sheng looked a little proud, "There should be quite a few people who know this, but I didn't expect you to be able to see it at the Bao Yuan realm."

"I'm not far from that step, otherwise I would have made a mistake. It's a pity that you will still lose to him."

But Yan Chihuo's next words made Sikong Sheng frown.

"is it?"

Sikong Sheng didn't believe it and was even a little angry. It was unknown whether he was angry that Yan Chihuo said he was not as good as Gu Yuan, or he was angry that Gu Yuan already had the strength to threaten or even defeat him.

"Hmph, you'll know when you actually face him."

Seeing Sikong Sheng's expression, Yan Chihuo knew that in addition to the half-step true essence, Sikong Sheng probably had some trump cards. Unfortunately, no matter how powerful the trump cards were, what use would they be if the strength could not keep up? The battle between geniuses is not so easy for the weak to defeat the strong.

Especially for a genius of Gu Yuan's level, if he has truly refined half a step of true essence, then he can be truly regarded as a genius of the same level as Xuan Hou.

"Humph, I'll let him see the difference."

hold head high!
After devouring Yan Chihuo's dragon vein energy, as Gu Yuan expected, Sikong Sheng's dragon vein energy exceeded eighty-nine feet, reaching eighty-nine feet, and once again took the lead.

In the seventy-ninth round of the competition, neither Yan Chihuo and Ye Chen, nor Sikong Sheng and Gu Yuan faced off.

At this moment, Gu Yuan’s opponent is Murong Qingcheng.

Although it was not a peak showdown, the audience was still excited.

Murong Qingcheng and Gu Yuan are both extremely popular members of the younger generation. They belong to the same sect and have the same outstanding looks and temperament, which undoubtedly makes them look forward to it.

On the fighting stage.

Murong Qingcheng was dressed in purple with a veil on her face. She had a slender and graceful figure. Her eyes, which were tinged with purple in the darkness, were like two bright stars that made people unable to look away.

Gu Yuan, who was facing him, was wearing the standard black clothes with gold edges, the style of the core disciples of the Feitian Demon Sect, with a long sword at his waist. He behaved steadily, with a generous attitude, and looked independent.

At this moment, the two of them seemed like a perfect match. Murong Qingcheng smiled faintly, "Big Brother, it has only been four years since we first met. I never thought that your strength has improved to such an unfathomable level. At the Bao Yuan Realm level, I'm afraid that there are not many people in the entire Zhenling Continent who can be your opponent."

Murong Qingcheng almost watched Gu Yuan grow up step by step.

When they first met, Gu Yuan was still very young, his cultivation was only at the ninth level of the Qi Refining Realm, and he had no fame at all.

The second time she saw him was at the Mass Grave Mound Trial. She happened to pass by at that time and took a look, discovering Gu Yuan’s extraordinaryness.

The third time they met was during the inner disciples ranking competition a year later. At the age of fourteen, the opponent displayed his sword intent and, with his cultivation at the peak of the middle stage of the Condensation Realm, defeated Wu Liangyu, who was capable of defeating a warrior in the Baoyuan Realm.

Since then, Gu Yuan has become more and more dazzling. He entered the Bao Yuan realm at the age of fifteen, and after comprehending the sword intent at the age of fourteen, he once again broke the Bao Yuan realm record in Nanzhuo Domain for hundreds of years.

By now, he has grown to the point where he can threaten Sikong Sheng, refreshing her cognition time and time again. It is hard to imagine what kind of achievements he will make in the future.

If we were to say who is most likely to break the curse of Nanzhuo Domain as the king's forbidden land for hundreds of years.

Then maybe it was him.

You know, there hasn't been a king of the life and death realm in Nanzhuo Territory for nearly five hundred years.

"It's just that our personal circumstances are different, Junior Sister, please."

Gu Yuan stretched out his left hand and called Murong Qingcheng "Junior Sister" for the first time.

Murong Qingcheng nodded. She naturally knew Gu Yuan's strength, which was definitely not something she could resist. However, in the last nine rounds of the Qianlong Ranking, there had never been a precedent of anyone automatically admitting defeat, and she was no exception. Moreover, she didn't have many opportunities to fight with Gu Yuan, and the other party would not defeat her in one move, and would always save some face for his fellow disciples.

Except for Mo Yan who refused to admit defeat, all other Feitian Demon Sect disciples on the list were defeated by Gu Yuan only after they had some sparring with each other.

This is the quality that a senior brother of a sect should have.

Talking about defense in front of Gu Yuan was a joke. Murong Qingcheng took the initiative to attack. She used the Heavenly Demon Great Method, the accompanying martial arts, the Heavenly Demon Great Handprint, the ultimate moves and killing moves one after another. Every move was quite powerful.

Gu Yuan did not intend to defeat Murong Qingcheng immediately, so the force of each sword was very weak.

After dozens of moves, Murong Qingcheng stood with his hands, "Big Brother, thank you for your guidance."

"Your strength is also very good. It should be a bit difficult for you to get fourth, but fifth is a sure thing." Gu Yuan estimated the strength of Murong Qingcheng and Yan Chihuo.

It was discovered that even though Murong Qingcheng was much stronger than in the original novel, she still had no advantage against Yan Chihuo.

hold head high!
After swallowing Murong Qingcheng's dragon vein energy, the dragon-shaped shadow on Gu Yuan's body grew again, reaching nine feet in one go.

The scales and claws on its body quickly became clear, revealing its majestic appearance. Seeing it was like seeing a real dragon riding the clouds.

The dragon-shaped phantom opened its eyes, and wherever it looked with its emotionless eyes, there was silence. No one dared to challenge its dignity, not even the leaders of the seven sixth-grade sects.

After all, there have been precedents in the Qianlong Ancient Land where people had developed malicious intentions towards the holders of the Nine-foot Dragon Vein Qi, bringing disaster to the sect.

At the same time, the audience seats were completely boiling.

"The energy of the nine-foot dragon vein is the energy of the nine-foot dragon vein."

It’s no wonder that everyone is like this. Previously, Sikong Sheng also defeated Tuoba Ku, the last opponent besides Gu Yuan and Ye Chen.

But it was still eighty-nine feet, and the dragon-shaped phantom did not improve at all. Everyone subconsciously believed that the nine-foot dragon vein energy could only be born in the final competition.

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