At first, Zhuo Qi thought that his feeling was wrong, but in his shocked eyes, Wan Dong's palm force suddenly turned into a cold-edge sword in a red-gold brilliance. As soon as the sword shadow came out, the strong and domineering sword intent, which seemed to break all restraints, suddenly became like a wild horse that had escaped the reins, galloping and roaring, and could no longer be stopped.
"Is this... is this the true meaning of swords!?" Zhuo Qi's face changed wildly, and he couldn't help but exclaimed, his voice trembling as if it had passed through a strong wind.
Compared to Bie Qi's shock, Tian Chong was horrified!
Looking at the golden sword shadow that had transformed in front of him, Tian Chong seemed to see the sickle used by the God of Death to harvest life. He had spent his whole life licking the blood from the blade, but he had never felt so strongly that he was so far away from death. So close.
As if Tian Chong didn't want money, he was furiously stimulating the energy in his body, trying to offset the heavy pressure brought by the cold sword shadow, but he soon discovered that this was all in vain!
"Mr. Hori, save me, help me!" No longer caring about so many things, Tian Chong shouted straight at Hori Qi.
Jue Qi shook his head and finally came to his senses. If Wan Dong could kill Fu Ling, he could also kill Tian Chong. From the beginning to the end, it was his fault for underestimating the enemy.
"Who the hell are you!?" Jue Qi yelled loudly, and stretched out his figure like an eagle fighting a rabbit, charging towards Wan Dong with majestic momentum. He planned to use this method of encircling Wei and rescuing Zhao to force Wandong to let Tian Chong go.
If this method was used on other young people, it would be safe and effective, but for Wandong, it is not worth mentioning. Wan Dong's sword eyebrows were raised, his eyes were filled with cold light, and he ignored Jue Qi's aggressiveness, and his palms suddenly clenched into fists.
The golden sword shadow pressing against Tian Chong immediately exploded and turned into thousands of sword shadows, swarming towards Tian Chong. Without even taking a breath, Tian Chong's body-protecting Dao Gang was riddled with holes by the sword shadow and collapsed. Immediately afterwards, Tian Chong's shrill screams resounded throughout the world and lasted for a long time. No one can survive such a domineering sword intent, not to mention that Tian Chong is only made of flesh and blood, even if he is made of steel, his soul will be destroyed.
Tian Chong's pitiful screams made Jue Qi shiver several times, and an inconsolable rage surged in his heart. Wandong actually killed Tian Chong in front of him and under his power. This humiliation was more than just a slap in the face in public
"No matter who you are or where you come from, you will die!" Zhuo Qi was completely angered. He used his figure to the extreme and was in front of Wan Dong in the blink of an eye. His flesh claws as sharp as eagle claws were pointed straight at Wan Dong's heart. If Wandong's heart is not dug out and eaten alive, Jueqi may not be able to relieve his hatred.
Jueqi's offensive was so fierce and frightening! The Hu brothers and sisters looked as if they had suddenly fallen into an ice cellar, with a biting chill all over their bodies, from the inside out. Hu Xueqing couldn't help but close her eyes, not daring to look anymore.
However, just when the Hu sisters thought that Wan Dong would die, Wan Dong's figure turned into a breeze, as if melting and evaporating, and suddenly disappeared without a trace. This scene was so weird that Hu Xuehong screamed in surprise.
Jue Qi was also given a hard jump, and his figure froze, his face full of surprise. With the improvement of Wandong's cultivation level, the power of this true wind step has also increased, and now it can be completely hidden from the eyes of the first-level powerhouse in the divine way, which is incredible.
When she discovered that Wandong appeared about three feet away behind Jueqi, Hu Xuehong couldn't help but rub her eyes again and again. The shock in her heart instantly reached its peak and turned into a kind of admiration that was difficult to express. Worship even.
Looking at the entire world of Taoism, let me ask, can that young man, like Wandong, play with a powerful person at the beginning of the Shinto realm in the middle of applause? This magical power and that chicness are enough to make Wandong the king among his peers!
From this moment on, the name Wandong should be engraved in the grand history of the Dao Sect World!
"If you agree to exchange He Feilai with me now, I will be very willing!" Wandong said with a chuckle.
Jue Qi suddenly turned around as if he was electrocuted, looked at Wan Dong with angry eyes, gritted his teeth and said, "Tian Chong is already dead, what else do you want to give me in exchange for He Feilai?"
Wan Dong stretched out a finger, pointed at Jue Qi slowly, and said with a sneer, "You! I'll trade your life for He Feilai. You won't refuse this time, right?"
"You... what did you say!?"
As soon as Wan Dong finished speaking, Jue Qi couldn't help but exclaimed loudly, with a look of disbelief on his face, as if the Thousand and One Nights he had heard suddenly became reality.
Hu Xuehong and Hu Xueqing also looked at each other. They never expected that Wandong would be so domineering! Who is Jueqi? That was a strong man at the beginning of the divine realm, and he was also the golden sword killer of the Blood Skeleton. He was definitely a figure that would make them tremble just thinking about it.
"Haha... You shouldn't be at the age where your eyes are dim and your ears are deaf, right?"
"That's unreasonable! Come on, come on, kill He Feilai immediately!" Zhuo Qi shouted loudly, and immediately several Taira disciples jumped out to kill He Feilai.
Wandong snorted coldly and raised his palms.
"You little bastard, don't even think about taking action!"
Jue Qi seemed to have been prepared for it. When he saw Wan Dong's move, he immediately let out a loud shout and rushed towards Wan Dong with power like a stormy wave. Jue Qi did not take action immediately, but first used his power to oppress Wan Dong, just to let Wan Dong understand the huge gap between his junior level and himself. He wanted to see the look of fear on Wandong's face. He wanted Wandong to kneel down and beg for mercy. Only in this way could he wash away the humiliation he suffered today.
Jue Qi's calculation was pretty good, but unfortunately, he calculated on the wrong target. It's no wonder. Who could have imagined that Wandong, a junior level of Tiange, possesses power that is not inferior to that of a junior level of Shinto
As soon as Jueqi activated it, Wandong's True Meaning of Cloud was already in motion. But when Jue Qi wanted to use his power to defeat Wandong in one fell swoop, the power he unleashed felt like he had hit an iron wall and was pushed back hard.
"What!?"
At this moment, Jue Qi's eyes almost jumped out of their sockets. I saw that Wan Dong's body actually burst out with a power that was no less powerful than his. Not to mention suppressing Wandong to his knees, it was even difficult to make Wandong change his expression.
"Who is this young man?"
Jue Qi's heart felt as if ten thousand horses were galloping past, and he could no longer find even the slightest bit of peace.
However, just when Zhuo Qi was frightened, Wan Dong was not idle at all. He slashed out with his palm, and only heard a few sharp whooshing sounds. The few Heijia disciples who were about to kill He Fei came and struck. Like dumplings that were cooked out of a pot, they fell from the air one after another, dying quietly.
"Whoever wants to kill He Fei, I will kill him first. If you don't believe it, you can try it! For those who think Jue Qi can protect you, I can only give him two words - stupid!"
"Damn it!" Every word Wandong said was like a sharp knife stabbing Jue Qi's heart, making him furious. With a roar like a wild lion, Jue Qi waved his palms and struck straight at Wan Dong.
Facing Jueqi's offensive, Wandong showed no intention of evading, but quickly stepped forward to meet it. He also stretched out his palms and faced Juoqi's palm.
Although Wandong had met with strong men at the beginning of the Shinto realm before, this was the first time they had faced off head-on like this. An unconcealable excitement rose rapidly from Wandong's heart. Wandong wanted to see what it would be like to face the elementary level of the divine realm with his current cultivation level.
Whether it is Juoqi or Wandong, their body movements have reached the extreme. Almost no one present could see clearly, and at best they could only see two blurry shadows.
However, when Jue Qi and Wan Dong faced each other with their four palms, the loud sound like thunder was heard clearly by everyone. Some of those with slightly lower cultivation levels were struck by the loud noise, giving them splitting headaches and falling limply to the ground.
In terms of quantity of Dao Qi, Wan Dong is far inferior to Jue Qi, but in terms of purity of Dao Qi, Jue Qi is far inferior to Wandong. Coupled with the three true essences of Fengyun Sword, Wan Dong was not inferior in this head-to-head attack. Like Jue Qi, they both took three steps back.
How a beginner in the Tiange realm could compete with him, a junior in the Shinto realm, was something Zuo Qi couldn't figure out even if he wanted to die. But he didn't think too much. At this time, there was only one thought in his mind, that is, Wandong must die!
Seeing that the strength of his palm could not affect Wandong, Jue Qi flicked his wrist, and a seven-foot green sword appeared in his hand. A weapon that Jue Qi, a powerful man in the Shinto realm, could rely on would naturally not be an ordinary weapon. This green sword was shining brightly, and there seemed to be orbs rolling on the edge of the sword. Its grade was probably only higher than the blood steel magic weapon that Wandong had originally refined.
"Boy, I might as well tell you that what I am best at is swords!"
Wan Dong smiled slightly and said, "What a coincidence, so do I!"
Jue Qi was shocked and asked, "What about your sword?"
Wan Dong stretched out a finger, shook it at Juo Qi, and said with a smile, "Don't worry, you will see it soon."
"Arrogant! Die!"
What Jue Qi dislikes the most is Wandong's lack of fear towards him, which always makes Jue Qi feel incompetent. With a roar, the green sword in Jue Qi's hand suddenly swung, and thousands of Dawson's cold sword lights were like flash bombs that suddenly exploded, shooting out in all directions.
Hu Xuehong was currently hundreds of feet away from Jueqi and Wandong, but she still felt a great threat from the radiating sword light. The skin on his body was as painful as being cut by a knife. He really couldn't imagine what kind of terrible pressure Wan Dong, who was at the center of the storm, was experiencing.
Jue Qi said that what he is best at is swords. Now it seems that this statement is true! (To be continued)