fantasy novels Chapter 80: Are You Joking with Me?
Chapter 80: Are You Joking with Me?
Chapter 80: Chapter 80: Are You Joking with Me?High in the sky.
Chen Zhixing stepped out of the vortex, and the scene of Celestial River Mountain gradually came into view.
The flying ship pressing horizontally in the void.
The swordsman Aliang with his severed head.
Shanyang and others bound tightly.
Sword Tao Grandmaster Chai Qingchi sitting cross-legged in the distance.
Further away, the Sword Sect Guardian Zhao Chengsheng was continuously
Bang bang bang!!
In an instant, the two exchanged hundreds of moves!
Sword shadows overlapped, constantly intertwining!
A vast amount of Sword Qi roared across, flattening peaks and overturning rivers!
The duel between the two seemed to shatter heaven and earth!
Countless sword cultivators outside watched, all instantly focusing, staring without blinking at the two fighting.
This was a battle of the True Self Realm, extremely rare on ordinary days.
Bang bang bang!
Chen Zhixing and Zhao Chengsheng exchanged another hundred moves!
At the center of their duel.
The divine sword in Zhao Chengsheng’s hand poured down on Chen Zhixing like a storm.
Chen Zhixing said nothing, constantly counterattacking, occasionally showing a look of realization.
"Damn! Why can’t I beat him?"
Zhao Chengsheng, who held the advantage, frowned and grew increasingly irritated.
He found that no matter how much he pushed his Sword Technique, the Chen Zhixing before him, like an unyielding tumbler, always managed to barely escape every attack.
It frustrated him exceedingly.
"Wait!"
Suddenly, he seemed to notice something, his face changed.
Immediately, he looked at the mysterious man named Bai Shi before him, realizing that the man’s somewhat awkward and stiff Sword Dao was rapidly improving at a terrifying speed!
At first, he could rely on cultivation and Sword Dao experience to suppress this person steadily.
But in just a short duration, the man’s Sword Dao experience matured quickly, reaching a point where he could compete evenly.
"This guy... has been using me to practice, improving his own Sword Dao experience all along?"
Zhao Chengsheng’s pupils instantly contracted to needle-like points.
In the next moment.
A raging fury surged from within him.
"You scoundrel! What do you take me for, a free sparring partner?"
"Sword Technique: Great Yuan Destruction Slash!!"
Zhao Chengsheng roared in anger, pushing the True Essence of True Self Third Layer to the extreme, all flowing into the long sword in his hand.
Boom——!!
A terrifying sword light, like a galactic veil, was instantly slashed out by Zhao Chengsheng, tearing through the boundless night sky, towards Chen Zhixing.
"Flying Flower!"
Chen Zhixing uttered two words.
In an instant, countless Sword Intent petals appeared, automatically condensing into a giant flower shield in front of him.
Boom!!!
Only a thunderous muffled sound was heard.
The terrifying sword light fell onto the massive flower shield.
The flower shield shook madly, cracking open grooves.
However, until the terrifying sword light completely dissipated, the flower shield only kept shaking.
In the next moment.
Chii chii chii.
Crystal white Sword Intent flowers scattered like butterflies, revealing Chen Zhixing behind the flower shield.
"What’s wrong? Continue?"
Chen Zhixing swallowed slightly, looking intently at Zhao Chengsheng in the distance.
Through the duel with Zhao Chengsheng, his understanding of the Sword Dao expanded madly, like a sponge thrown into water.
Within just hundreds of moves, he felt the Sword Heart within himself vaguely condensing.
This made him sigh with emotion, indeed the Sword Dao needs practice.
"Have you been teasing me all along?"
Zhao Chengsheng looked at Chen Zhixing with a darkened expression.
"Teasing you? I’ve been hurt, okay."
Chen Zhixing raised his palm and waved it towards Zhao Chengsheng. On the back of his hand, there was a faint white scar.
"You were just a bit... just a bit away from killing me!!"
"You!!!" Zhao Chengsheng’s face turned shameful and angry, ultimately unable to bear it anymore, roaring:
"You rogue, how dare you insult me like this?!"
Bang!
Only to see Zhao Chengsheng’s hair standing in anger, throwing the divine sword in his hand into the air, then quickly forming seals with his hands:
"Dharma Image: Cage Bird!!!"