Chapter 1863 First Sword Cultivator

After War Spirit defeated the Son of Wind, his attention has skyrocketed, and many people have included War Soul among the top five contenders.

This time War Spirit came to the stage to choose an opponent, and many people paid attention. War Soul glanced at everyone without stopping, and finally fixed on a figure.

Many people's eyes flickered. After seeing the opponent chosen by the war spirit, their hearts couldn't help beating wildly. They only heard a strong man say with a shocked face: "It turned out to be Leng Aoran, and the war spirit wants to choose Leng Aoran as his opponent!" Yet?"

As soon as these words came out, shocking expressions appeared on the faces of the crowd, cold and arrogant, but in the hearts of everyone present except Haotian, Murong Qiu, Mu Yuchen, and Zhan Tianxiong, the four were the strongest.

At the same time, as the number one sword cultivator among the disciples of the entire Jinluo Immortal Sect King Realm, Leng Aoran's sword has already reached a level that no one can imagine.

Blood is bound to be seen when the sword is drawn, Leng Aoran lives up to his name, his whole body exudes a sense of arrogance, with a icy aura on his body, which makes people feel very difficult to get close to.

And his strength is also beyond doubt. In the previous battles, Leng Aoran easily won the record of complete victory. Of course, most of the opponents who faced him gave up.

But none of those who wanted to challenge him could make three moves in front of him.

What's even more frightening is that in the many battles Leng Aoran participated in, no one ever asked her to take out her sword.

In other words, Leng Aoran won these victories without using his best ability to easily defeat his opponent. Such strength can be described as terrifying.

At this moment, Zhan Hun's gaze was fixed on Leng Aoran, as if he was not ready to leave.

"I have heard for a long time that your swordsmanship is very strong. I wanted to learn it a long time ago, but I have never had the opportunity. Now is the right time to see the demeanor of the first sword cultivator of the King Realm disciple of the Jinluo Immortal Sect."

There was a flash of sharpness in the eyes of the war spirit, and he spoke lightly.

Leng Aoran frowned, he didn't expect the war spirit to take the initiative to invite him to fight, but he didn't care about anything, and said indifferently: "Okay."

After speaking once, Leng Aoran flew onto the battle stage, his whole body seemed to exude a powerful sword intent, wherever he went, the space was occupied by that sharp aura.

The fighting spirit flew down in front of Long Aoran's body, facing each other across the air, the eyes of the two top arrogances also had a strong fighting intent burning.

"You can draw your sword!"

Zhan Hun said to Leng Aoran that what he most wanted to see was Leng Aoran's swordsmanship.

"My sword is only shown to those who are worthy of it. You don't have the right to do so yet."

Standing there casually, Leng proudly said, "Well, if you are in a battle, within ten moves, if you can force me to draw the sword, you will be considered victorious!"

The strong self-confidence revealed in Leng Aoran's words immediately caused the eyes of everyone present to flicker.

Within ten strokes, the battle spirit will be considered the winner of this battle if the battle spirit forces Leng Aoran to draw his sword. In such a sentence, everyone present can feel Leng Aoran's arrogance.

Anyway, Battle Spirit is also recognized by everyone present as a top talent who can enter the top ten seats in this year-end assessment.

But being so ignored by Leng Aoran, for a while, everyone present couldn't accept it.

The battle spirit's expression was also icy, and being so ignored by Leng Aoran, he was naturally furious in his heart, and a terrifying power was released from his body, and the jet-black armor shone with endless fighting light, and he said through gritted teeth: "Your Excellency is a bit too much!" You are so arrogant, I want to see how powerful you are without using swordsmanship!"

While speaking, the battle spirit stepped forward, his figure was extremely fast, he penetrated the space and descended, and the fighting position on his body merged into his right fist in less than a blink of an eye.

Immediately, a fist light crazily smashed towards Leng Aoran's body, wherever it went, the whole space trembled fiercely, and the smell of fighting was extremely terrifying, trying to wrap Leng Aoran's body in it.

Leng Aoran still stood on the spot, the moment the terrifying fist light was about to come, his body unexpectedly quickly became unreal, the fist light blasted past, and Leng Aoran's body completely disappeared, which made the attack of the war spirit hit him. null.

Zhan Hun's eyes were fixed, and he couldn't see how the other party did it just now.

But in this situation, War Soul didn't care to think about it. He instantly felt a strong sense of crisis coming to one side of his body.

Leng Aoran's body appeared there, and directly opened a terrifying big palm print on the body of War Soul, although he is good at swordsmanship.

But the power of the palm print released at this moment is also super powerful. The palm print is fused with the strong power of the sword attribute. Wherever it goes, it seems to tear everything into pieces!

Zhanhun's body dodges to one side, his figure is fast enough, but the side of his body is still cut by the sword attribute power contained in Leng Aoran's palm print, and there is blood ooze.

This made Zhanhun's face ugly. The first confrontation was at a disadvantage in the hands of the opponent, and a flash of determination flashed across his eyes.

Not long after, a tyrannical aura was released above his body, and a phantom emerged from behind his body, which was his awakened unicorn war spirit.

As soon as the unicorn battle spirit came out, the whole world changed color, and a powerful demon power descended from the sky, covering the battle platform.

After the Qilin War Spirit appeared, he frantically spat out a tongue of shocking fire, burning towards Leng Aoran's body.

Naturally, the war spirit was not idle either, he stepped forward and unleashed several terrifying attacks one after another, trying to completely seal the space where Leng Aoran was alive.

Facing this terrifying attack unleashed by the war spirit, Leng Aoran's expression seemed to remain as cold as before, without any change at all.

However, just as the shaping attack of the battle spirit was about to come, Leng Aoran's body unexpectedly rose into the air slowly, and a burst of light lit up all over his body, enveloping his body.

In an instant, endless sword energy was released from his body, the sword light shone across the sky and the earth, and the sword energy criss-crossed in the void.

Along with Leng Aoran's finger strike, a bright sword energy shot out crazily, descending on the unicorn war spirit of the war spirit like lightning, immediately causing the huge body of the unicorn war spirit to tremble.

That resplendent sword energy is too sharp, please directly pierce the huge body of the Qilin War Spirit out of a hole!

The light of destruction emanated from it, and the Qilin War Spirit let out a mournful cry, as if it was about to collapse completely at this moment.

The endless sword qi in the void also frantically strangled at this moment, and the attacks released by the war soul were constantly strangled and shattered by those terrifying sword qi, and they couldn't get close to Leng Aoran's body at all. "Leng Aoran is simply too powerful. Although he He didn't take out his own sword, but with the powerful sword energy released from him, it's not something ordinary people can resist!"

Seeing Leng Aoran unleash such a terrifying attack, everyone present could not help but tremble violently.

In all the battles that Leng Aoran participated in before, he had never released such terrifying power.

This also made everyone present gradually ignore him. Now it seems that Leng Aoran is still one of the most powerful disciples of the Martial King Realm in the entire Jin Luo Xianmen.

After the unicorn war spirit was severely injured, the real body of the war spirit was naturally also implicated, her body trembled, and she couldn't help spitting out a mouthful of blood.

The attack he released was strangled and shattered by the powerful sword energy released from Leng Aoran.

And almost at the same time, Leng Aoran's body also swooped down in the void, and quickly landed in front of the battle spirit. He merged the powerful sword energy into his palm.

An astonishing attack was released, not only extremely powerful, but also surprisingly fast.

In just a moment, being brought to the front of the battle spirit made the battle spirit freeze for a while, and he had to release the attack to resist. Without the support of the unicorn war spirit, the battle spirit seemed to have lost his soul.

He released the resistance attack and completely lost his direction, and his attack power was not as good as before.

When Yu Leng proudly collided, he was instantly suppressed by the opponent, his body was shaken back again and again, and blood spit out again from his mouth.

But that terrifying power of destruction still spread over his body, making the war spirit feel the trembling from the soul.

The gaze Leng Aoran looked at him was so terrifying that his body trembled involuntarily. He never dreamed that Leng Aoran had made such great progress in the past year.

Without using a saber, he was easily suppressed.

"Your Excellency, don't make another move, I admit defeat!"

When Leng Aoran tried to launch an attack again, Zhan Hun quickly waved his hand and said pleadingly.

This scene immediately caused everyone present to tremble fiercely. Battle Soul, the top talent who was listed in the top ten seats by many elders, had also defeated the extremely powerful Wind Son before.

But at this moment, facing Leng Aoran, he was beaten so embarrassingly that he had no choice but to admit defeat.

This made everyone present truly appreciate the horror of Leng Aoran, and they still failed to see Leng Aoran's full strength in this battle.

Even, Zhan Hun is not even qualified to ask Leng Aoran to take out his saber.

This sentence made everyone feel that Leng Aoran was a little too arrogant before the two of them fought.

Looking at it now, it is true that as Long Aoran said, War Soul does not have such qualifications!

Leng Aoran glanced at Zhanhun indifferently, ignored him, and stepped off the battle platform directly.

Many people's eyes followed Leng Aoran's body, their expressions were full of reverence, the strong will always be respected.

"This Leng Aoran's strength is really terrifying. In fact, he can solve the battle faster."

Ye Feng's eyes flashed sharply, and he said lightly, this battle also gave him a great shock, Leng Aoran is the most powerful sword repair he has seen so far, bar none!