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Chapter 456 Orthodox Cultivation, Even Dogs Wouldn't Practice It (Seeking Monthly Tickets! Seeking Subscriptions!)

Clang——! !

The sound of weapons being drawn rang out, and Song Tian's figure flashed like lightning, appearing above Fu Zha's head in the blink of an eye.

The next second, a large patch of dark clouds gathered in the sky, and a thunder dragon weaved through the clouds, instantly converging on the silver longsword he held high.

"The first strike of the Purple Thunder Blade Technique: Spring Thunder Strike!"

That's right, the sword technique that Song Tian is using right now is the famous and peerless sword technique from the Hong Kong comic "Legend of the Emperor" - Purple Thunder Seven Strikes!
According to the setting, this sword technique was created by the Great Thunder Immortal Zi Lei of the Divine Realm to fight against the evil god Rakshasa. It is extremely powerful and domineering. If one can cultivate it to the highest level, it can even threaten beings at the saint level.

For this reason, the method of cultivating this sword technique is extremely expensive. In the Main God Space, just the sword manual alone would require an A-level side quest.

However, Song Tian was able to learn this sword technique not by directly exchanging it from the main god, but by obtaining the "Seven Strike of Purple Thunder" sword manual from Xiang Yu in a certain story world. He has been practicing diligently ever since, and has now completed the first four sword techniques.

At the same time, Song Tian made rapid progress in the way of the sword, and his attack power increased significantly. Even when facing the four powerful individuals with the Light of the Mind, he dared to fight head-on.

Rumble——! !

Amidst the thunderous roar, the first strike of the Purple Thunder Blade Technique was completed. The lightning coiled around the silver longsword transformed into dazzling purple lightning. Song Tian swung the blade straight down, and the lightning followed the blade's edge, aiming directly at Fu Zha's head.

Upon seeing this, Fu Zha felt a sudden chill and sensed the power contained in this strike. Even though he had already touched the threshold of the intermediate fourth rank, he still felt a sense of danger.

Thinking of this, he dared not be careless in the slightest. He took out the dual A-grade weapon [Indestructible Lake Light] obtained from the Type-Moon plane from his storage ring and blocked the downward-slashing purple lightning blade.

"boom------!!!"

The blade struck the sword, and purple lightning scattered and shot out. This strike was like a thunderbolt from the sky, with unbelievable power. Thunder and flames erupted, and Fu Zha felt numb all over his body. The arm holding the [Undestroyed Lake Light] was even shaken and felt a pain.

Under immense pressure, the mutated vampire and Saiyan bloodlines within Fuzha's body surged together, instantly entering a destructive mode. Despite the powerful burst of lightning, they managed to send Song Tian flying.

Immediately afterwards, he swung his long sword, and the powerful sword energy transformed into a dragon shape that danced wildly in the air, extinguishing the surrounding lightning arcs that had not yet dissipated. The speed was also incredibly fast, leaving Song Tian no time to retreat. In the blink of an eye, the sword energy reached him, and he was surrounded by countless fine sword energies, with nowhere to hide.

"Second strike of Purple Lightning! Heavenly Spinning Lightning Rotation!"

However, Song Tian remained completely calm in the face of the sword energy surrounding him. As he roared out in a deep voice, the surrounding world seemed to begin to spin.

A massive tornado appeared out of thin air, from which countless wind blades shot out. Each wind blade had the shape of a transparent longsword tip. After shattering the surrounding fine sword energy, it continued to frantically slash towards Fu Zha.

Fu Zha was equally unyielding, wielding the indestructible [Indestructible Lake Light] with extraordinary reaction speed, cutting off every incoming wind blade. At the same time, crimson flames erupted around him, and he approached the figure at the center of the storm at an increasingly faster speed.

Seeing that his long sword had failed to work, Song Tian, ​​who was spinning in the air, used the momentum of his flight to make his body spin like a top.

As he spun, the blade transformed into a spiraling wheel of blades, its shadows multiplying, falling from the sky like the gaping maw of a giant beast with its sharp teeth.

Purple Lightning Third Strike - Hellfire Thunder!

Clang clang clang clang clang clang clang!

The clash of swords produced a continuous metallic clang, like a piece of music from "Ambush from Ten Sides" being played in one's ear, causing the air within a hundred meters to tremble.

Those around them whose strength was below the fourth level all felt dizzy and disoriented, as if their livers and gallbladders were about to burst. Even the zombie army, which had no sense of pain, couldn't help but clutch their heads and howl in agony, and hurriedly moved away from the two people engaged in fierce fighting.

"Tch, that guy's showing off again."

Seeing the flashing swords and shadows in the distance, Zheng Zha curled his lip, thinking disdainfully to himself. He then dodged the sneak attack from the zombie Valkyrie, raised his hand, and unleashed a palm-sized Buddha's Fury Lotus, smashing it onto her and the surrounding zombies, burning them all to ashes. For a moment, no one dared to approach. *Clang!*
Just then, Zheng Zha heard a piercing shriek. He looked in the direction of the sound and saw a cyan sword light that seemed to cover the sky and earth crashing down in his direction.

Almost without thinking, Zheng Zha entered the fourth stage of gene lock and destruction fire lotus state, then gathered all his power into his right fist and swung it at the sword light above his head.

The big sound is loud, the elephant is invisible.

With a crisp crack, the flames went out, the sword light shattered, and a blue shadow flew upside down into the sky before landing in the hand of a black-haired youth.

Luo Yinglong frowned slightly as his gaze swept over the faint scorch mark on the sword's edge. He looked down at Zheng Zha in the deep pit with a mixture of hostility and admiration.

"A very good flame. Even my Azure Chain Sword was affected. You must be a strong member of the Central Continent Team."

"So-so. If we don't count the captain, there are at least two others who can compare to me."

Zheng Zha glanced at his bloodied and mangled right hand, which was rapidly healing itself, and then asked Luo Yinglong in the sky, "I just saw you. You're also a member of the Celestial Team, right? Judging from your attack methods, you seem to be using flying swords from a cultivation sect. Are you perhaps Chinese?"

"Isn't this obvious? Of course I'm Chinese. I joined the Atlantis team because I was traveling abroad. Later, after becoming the captain, I received a transfer notification from the main god, which is how I ended up in the Celestial team."

At this point, Luo Yinglong seemed to remember something, puffed out his chest proudly, and said, "Also, let me correct you on one point. I am not an ordinary cultivator, but a disciple of the White-Browed Immortal, who has entered the Emei Sect of Mount Shu. I am the only orthodox cultivator in the Main God Space."

"A legitimate... cultivator?"

Upon hearing this, Zheng Zha showed a strange expression and then said, "Um, what level have you reached in your cultivation? If you can survive this team battle, I suggest you give up orthodox cultivation as soon as possible."

"Huh? What does that mean?"

Luo Yinglong was dumbfounded, thinking that this guy's reaction was wrong. He was a one-in-a-million orthodox cultivator. Shouldn't he show amazement, envy, jealousy and hatred after hearing his identity? What's going on here?

“Our captain once said that orthodox cultivation is a trap. The higher the realm, the more traps there are. Even if you cultivate to the level of a Great Luo Golden Immortal, it will only benefit others. So in our Central Continent Team, orthodox cultivation is forbidden. There is also a slogan: ‘Orthodox cultivation, even dogs don’t practice it. Anyone who practices it is an idiot.’”

After hearing Zheng Zha's explanation, Luo Yinglong was stunned for a moment, then his face turned red. He raised his Qing Suo sword, pointed it at Zheng Zha, and growled in a low voice:

"Bullshit! Who are you calling a dog! No! You actually dared to insult my sect's heritage... You're the captain of the Central Continent Team, right? Tell him to get out here. Today I'll show him the power of a true cultivator."

"Our captain."

Upon hearing this, Zheng Zha smiled and pointed to the sky: "The black giant in the sky just now was him. Should I call him down to have a chat with you?"

"..."

The most frightening thing was the sudden silence. After a long while, until another zombie came to its death, breaking the awkward atmosphere, Luo Yinglong finally put down the Green Chain Sword, then raised his fist to his lips, coughed twice, and said:
"Well, actually I came here to discuss something with your Central Continent Team. The flying sword just now was just a test; we didn't really intend to make a move."

"What are you discussing? Are you, the Celestials, planning to surrender?"

Zheng Zha raised an eyebrow, clearing away the surrounding zombies with his Glazed Fire while sending messages in the chat group.

"That's not it."

Luo Yinglong shook his head, then a slightly embarrassed expression appeared on his face:

"I just wanted to ask, is your Zhongzhou team still lacking new players?"

(End of this chapter)