"Buzz!"
The sky shook, the void swayed, and all the buildings in the deserted city except the ancient city collapsed. The cultivators watching the battle on the ground became paler as they reached higher levels, but no one blinked at this moment because they knew that there would finally be a result.
"boom!"
It was very terrifying. The only thing that could be seen in the world was this sword. It was almost to the extreme, and it was extremely powerful.
Everyone saw it. Anzi was confident that he was disintegrated before the sword hit him, but Anzi still flew out. This time, he could hardly feel his vitality.
This sword was too cruel and too strong. The silver light was brilliant and holy, but it contained the most cruel killing intent and the most cold-blooded determination.
The spiritual energy of this world has almost been drained, and there is no moisture at all. It is terribly dry, and the whole world looks a little dim.
However, the aftermath of the last blow launched by both sides did not disappear. Wang Dong's sword slashed Anzi away, but the energy of the sword still lingered, and finally he slashed towards the deserted city.
"boom"
The world shook, and the entire deserted city shook three times. Then there was only a click, and a sharp knife mark appeared on the city wall that had stood for endless years without any redundant marks. It looked so clear and fresh.
The sword energy was blocked by the deserted city, but the monstrous momentum could not be resisted. It felt like it had crossed the high wall and swept into the deserted city like a vast ocean.
This was momentum, and there was no murderous intent, but countless people were still injured. Although no murders occurred, those affected undoubtedly looked pale and felt as if they had walked away from the gate of hell.
"This is this?" Everyone in the deserted city was horrified. This sword was so shocking that the traces on the deserted city were so clear.
"I remember that you only left your name on the city wall outside many years after you became enlightened. Is Wang Dong trying to defy heaven?"
No one doubted that they would never forget this sword attack, because it was so terrifying that the whole world trembled. The moment the sword struck, even the spiritual tribulation condensed in the sky was almost drained away.
You must know that this is a failed sword. Wang Dong's last violent sword shocked the sky and shattered the void. However, his confidence collapsed in front of Anzi's forehead and he could not persist.
In other words, this shocking sword did not actually strike, but it already had such power.
Below, the people watching the battle were like clay and wood sculptures. They were speechless and didn't know what expression to use. In the end, they found that except for the twitching of the corners of their mouths, they could no longer express any other unnecessary expression. Horror was no longer enough to express the power of this sword.
"Ahem...I...actually lost!" Anzi coughed up blood, his voice trembling, a little unbelievable, and he seemed to be thinking about something.
Wang Dong remained silent, just looking at An Zi quietly, his eyes widening. He seemed to be unable to even move.
Anzi burst out laughing when he saw this scene, and said, "I'm afraid you're not relaxed either, are you?"
Indeed, Wang Dong's last blow was stunning enough, but no one noticed his dark light. How could a life-threatening blow collapse for no reason? It was ridiculous that he was exhausted due to lack of physical strength.
But he never thought that this sword was so terrifying. Even if it was stopped, the sword energy was still so violent.
"Bang!"
A mirror shattered and fell to the ground. Anzi glanced at it and said, "I got the exquisite mirror that day. I didn't expect that it actually saved my life today. What a pity!"
Wang Dong looked sideways and finally understood why Anzi could still survive in that situation. It turned out to be the Linglong mirror of the Ling family.
He did not continue to take action, or was no longer able to take action at all. He just looked at Anzi quietly. He could feel that thousands of horses were already galloping inside his body, and the spiritual energy further away was gathering at a faster speed.
"Aren't you also enlightened?" Wang Dong said suddenly, raising his eyes uncertainly.
Anzi was stunned for a moment, then nodded with a wry smile and said, "That's right, I'm probably the only person in the world who has failed but still gained enlightenment!"
"Whoosh!"
After Anzi finished speaking, his figure disappeared directly from the place, while Wang Dong let out a long sigh of relief, and then a mouthful of black blood spurted out, and he almost fell down from the sky.
Everyone only saw his gorgeous sword, but no one noticed Anzi's extremely obscure killing blow.
At this time, his body was already torn apart, but it was extremely strange that it did not separate. I don't know if it was because he was used to it, or for some reason, but this time he seemed extra calm.
That dark spot is definitely one of the most powerful assassination techniques in the world. It cannot be avoided and it will explode directly in the enemy's body and crush everything.
"I didn't expect you to save my life in the end!" Wang Dong looked at the Tai Sui mark that was a little dim on his arm. God was fair. He gave Anzi the Linglong Mirror and Tai Sui to him. Otherwise, the victory or defeat today would not be the same. It's hard to say.
Although Anzi was indeed defeated, because he still had a vertical eye, it was impossible for Anzi to avoid it at this time.
"call!"
Wang Dong looked up at the sky, and then took a deep breath, and then he saw thousands of miles of spiritual energy gathering again, and then the range continued to expand. Finally, with Wang Dong's fierce inhalation, all the spiritual energy was absorbed by it like a sea embracing hundreds of rivers.
The spiritual calamity disappeared, Anzi also left, and he finally broke through all obstacles with the last blow. Without any accidents, the aura of Wuzong swept the world.
A brand new Martial Sect was born, just above this deserted city. No one doubted the power of this newly promoted Martial Sect, and no one dared to question the standard of this battle.
Wang Dong closed his eyes, sat cross-legged in the sky, and realized it quietly.
And almost at this moment, a terrifying aura erupted thousands of miles away from the deserted city. It was an aura full of darkness, like the Lord of Dark Spirits and the Son of Darkness.
"Anzi is in the sky!" Wang Dong whispered and looked in that direction. He knew that Anzi had also advanced. There was no real winner, but he had better luck.
At the same time, he realized more clearly that when his cultivation reached a certain level, his martial soul was no longer the shackles that controlled everything, especially when the gap between martial souls was not that big.
"True strength can only come from yourself!" Wang Dong stepped into the void with one step. The injuries all over his body had already been repaired with the concentration of the Wuzong realm. He condensed the long sword again, and then slashed towards the void with his eyes like lightning.
"A hundredfold sword!"
This time he did not use his maximum strength, and the Hundred Times Sword was only half as powerful, but his arm was still shattered.
This made him frown. This was definitely a big problem. The requirements for the physical body of the Hundred-fold Sword were too high. Even if he clustered the body several times, his physical strength far exceeded that of ordinary people. Now that he had reached the realm of Wuzong, he still could not satisfy the demands of the Hundred-fold Sword. The physical fitness required.
"We must strengthen our physique!" Wang Dong whispered. He knew clearly that with his current strength, if he used his full strength to use the sword a hundred times, he would probably die first.
The greater the power, the greater the backlash. If you don't have enough physical strength to use a hundred times the sword, there is only one result. It will probably become an eternal joke, and you will be the first person to be shocked to death by your own sword.
The world returned to calm, spiritual energy slowly recovered, and Wang Dong stood on the deserted city again after consolidating his realm.
His long clothes fluttered, aura surrounded him, and his black hair was flowing. When he stood there, his temperament was different from before. He was extraordinary, majestic and peaceful.
"Young Master?" Nu Xi has been pursuing Wang Dong. Even when Wang Dong was fighting, she never stayed away. When she saw Wang Dong standing at the top of the city, she was the first to rush forward, with a look of expectation and longing on her face.
Wang Dong smiled slightly, feeling warm in his heart. This one-armed woman had suffered countless injuries and experienced life and death since the day she followed him.
From leaving the Ling clan to the establishment of Tingyu Tower, Nu Xi can play an important role.
"Successful, no one can let us leave from now on!" Wang Dong whispered, he did it, he kept his promise and his own way.
"You really gave me too many surprises!" Zi Yi also walked over, his eyes full of amazement, "I thought you were going to follow his path, but you jumped out within half a year, and you are better than others. .”
"Hee hee..." Wang Dong scratched his head in embarrassment. He really didn't know what kind of emotion he should repay Zi Yi. Zi Yi's kindness was so heavy that he would never be able to repay it in his lifetime.
After a while, Big Beard and others also rushed over. Although Wang Dong had become a martial arts master, no one noticed anything. When they came up, you punched him and I punched him: "Good boy, okay. !”
"Haha... From now on, we can also walk around the deserted city!" People who originally went out to do errands, such as Shouhou, Mouse, and Zuiwu, all came back. Some of them had finished their work, and some of them had received news that Tingyu Tower was in danger. Come back and live and die together.
"Okay, brothers, from now on, everyone in Tingyulou can finally walk in this deserted city with dignity!"
After Wang Dong finished speaking, everyone fell silent. It was true. Once upon a time, they were like rats on holiday, not daring to go back to the deserted city. Once upon a time, they could only choose to escape. But who would have thought that in less than two years, they would not only He did not leave, and became the most powerful existence in Huangcheng.
Tingyulou, after this day, his young poster finally officially appeared in front of the world, but the old poster behind her is still a mystery, and Tingyulou seems to have no intention of explaining it.
Today's Tingyu Tower is ridiculously powerful, and there is an endless stream of people visiting it every day looking for something more casual.
But nine out of ten people were blocked from the door. Although Tingyulou seemed to be the overlord of Huangcheng, it still kept a low profile, and the threshold was extremely high. Those who could join Tingyulou had to go through countless assessments, and Just one of them is enough to stop countless people.
The lowest Martial Lord realm, not to mention Huangcheng, nor the entire Dark Continent, has such a high standard, but the specifications of Tingyu Tower are indeed like this, and within one day, three Martial Lords joined, and after that, more and more people came to defect. .
However, these are no longer the scope of Wang Dong's consideration. At this time, he is sitting cross-legged on the seventh floor of the Royal Beast Palace. Next to him is Zi Yi. The space of the sword domain is wide open. His eyes fall on the ninth sword spirit. .
(End of chapter)