Chapter 1417
"boom!"
The demon-slayer in Yang Qingxuan's hand, after striking out a sword, shattered into the soul of the sword again and returned to the grave.
Yang Qingxuan frowned. The real secret of Taixuan Sword Tomb is to regenerate the soul of the sword, but it seems to be time-sensitive.
With his current ability, he can only be reborn for a moment.
But no one cares about these details.
No one even paid attention to Yang Wuxin's flying, which landed on the ring and slid out hundreds of feet of blood.
When you are the dragon and phoenix among the people, all eyes are on you and everyone is following you.
At this moment, you were knocked out of the dust and turned into a lost dog. You completely lost the chance to stand up. Others feel disgusted even if they look at you more.
At this moment, in the minds of hundreds of thousands of people, they all inexplicably sensed a hint of the imminent chaos.
On the Jinqueyu Building, the top ten and twenty-four high-level executives all looked solemn, exchanged glances with each other, and even spoke very little, as if they didn't dare to say anything.
The powerhouses in the void all over the place flickered with vigor, as if they were thinking about something.
Shi Yan and Wu Xian looked at each other, exchanged glances with each other, and then nodded slightly.
In the Brilliant Hall, Yang Yunjing stared at the huge crystal, his face seemed to be covered with frost, but his eyes were cloudy, unable to see his inner emotions.
Lu Yukui said in a deep voice: "Should I say it's luck, or misfortune? Fortunately, I met this son at this time, otherwise, in a few decades, the weather will be great, and I won't be able to kill him at that time. My lord, please Don't worry, I will leave the rest to me. Even if he has fully grasped the profound meaning of the Taixuan Sword Tomb, he will stop here."
As he said that, Lu Yukui turned around, and walked away with murderous eyes.
On Yunxu's ancient battle platform, Yang Qingxuan received the Taixuan Sword Tomb, and the whole world was restored to clarity.
Yang Wuxin struggled to get up in the distance, and kept saying: "My... the Taixuan Sword Tomb is mine... I am the heir to the Sword Tomb... the son of the Emperor... Hahahaha... Yang Qingxuan, you The bastard...was knocked into the dust by me...hahahaha..."
Yang Wuxin laughed wildly, there was a sword mark on his chest, piercing his inner organs, and a large amount of blood stained his clothes red.
The aura in the pupils slackened, and he went crazy, even crazy.
"My Taixuan Sword Tomb...the most powerful martial soul...a dragon and a phoenix among men..."
Yang Wuxin stumbled, with a smirk on his face, and ran away "hahahaha".
Nine skys and blue seas, the needle can be heard in silence, but there is not a sound.
Yang Qingxuan let go of his five fingers, and a sword intent inside dissipated, and heaved a long sigh. He was debating whether to send Yang Wuxin on the road, but he couldn't make a move until the opponent ran away.
With a wave of Yang Qingxuan's hand, he took away all the seven swords left by Yang Wuxin, and with another wave of his hand, tens of thousands of swords were shaken out of the ring, flew into the sea of clouds, and returned to the hands of the original warriors.
After finishing all this, Yang Qingxuan turned around and said, "Master Dongzhen, it's time to pronounce the sentence."
Dongzhen and Batianjun were already dumbfounded, they were all turbulent in their hearts, and even forgot the result of the competition.
After being reminded by Yang Qingxuan, Dong Zhen reacted, forced to suppress the horror in his heart, and said in a deep voice: "Yang Qingxuan wins this battle! In the next match, Zhong Jie will face Xu Weilong!"
Yang Qingxuan walked off the ring under the attention of everyone.
Until now, Emperor Yang Yunjing has never shown up, and huge doubts spread in everyone's heart, guessing various possibilities.
Yang Qingxuan returned to the lower part of the ring and began to sit cross-legged, a little bit of red flame gushing out from his body, burning his body repeatedly.
It is the bone calcining tactic of purifying karma, which uses the original fire to temper the body.
Yang Qingxuan just devoured a holy artifact, unable to digest it in a short time, and could only rely on flames to burn the remnants of the holy artifact directly into his body.
It was only because of the suppression of the Taixuan Sword Tomb that the sacred artifact could be swallowed into the body at the critical moment of life and death.
It was the sword intent contained in that sword that Yang Qingxuan absorbed, and finally realized the complete Taixuan sword intent.
At this moment, there is some indigestion, and it takes a long time to absorb it, and the Bone Calculation Art of Purifying Karma can undoubtedly speed up this process.
Hundreds of thousands of pairs of eyes were watching him quietly, and they were not even interested in watching the second match of the top four.
"Hey, there's something wrong with Xu Weilong."
Yang Qingxuan was in the process of bone forging, and he couldn't get distracted when he heard the exclamation sound from all around him. It was not until Lan Ningxu said something that he drew Yang Qingxuan out of his practice.
On the Yunxu ancient battle platform, Zhong Jie and Xu Weilong had already fought fiercely. To Yang Qingxuan's surprise, Zhong Jie was actually at a disadvantage, and Xu Weilong suppressed and beat him with every move.
"how so?"
Yang Qingxuan's pupils shrank suddenly, and his face became a little dignified.
He knew Zhong Jie's strength. At this moment, Yu Xing Huang Dao was unsealed, but he still couldn't get rid of the disadvantage. He was beaten by Xu Weilong and was helpless.
Xu Weilong's realm is at the peak of the air technique, one level behind Yang Wuxin, but in every move, he almost exerted the power of the extreme realm.
After Yang Qingxuan looked at it for a while, he finally discovered the clue, and said in surprise: "The power hasn't diminished?"
Lan Ningxu glanced at him, and said with a smile: "Your observation is very careful. In terms of pure strength, the two are evenly matched. But Xu Weilong's every move is an explosive attack, and it can last without decay. If you fight for a long time Naturally, Zhong Jie couldn't bear it anymore."
Yang Qingxuan said in amazement: "How is this possible? Even if you take the pill, it can't last for so long, right?"
Lan Ningxu said: "Of course it is possible, and there are many ways. But how Xu Weilong did it, although I have a few guesses in my heart, but I am not sure. Maybe I will not be able to solve this mystery until you play gone."
Yang Qingxuan frowned, originally there was no pressure at all in the next match.
No matter it is against Zhong Jie or Xu Weilong, it is a must-win situation, but Xu Weilong's performance at this moment makes him feel a little bit bad.
Lan Ningxu sized him up a few times, then suddenly smiled and said, "That holy artifact hasn't been digested yet, you should calm down and practice, try to break through to the first level before the battle, otherwise it will be very troublesome."
Yang Qingxuan was startled, and secretly said: "How does he know that I have touched a bottleneck?"
Since the power of Yasha entered his body last time, and Ziyuan's life-and-death help broke through, he felt the bottleneck again.
This time, the speed of the realm improvement was so fast, it was completely caused by the entry of the holy weapon.
After Yang Qingxuan used flames to burn his body and the remnants of the sacred artifacts, his cultivation base soared rapidly, and he quickly sensed the bottleneck in the late stage of the air technique, and the speed surprised him.
You must know that Yang Qingxuan swallowed soldiers into his body, but it was a holy weapon. Although it was not ranked on the list of holy weapons, it was by no means comparable to ordinary weapons.
After hearing Lan Ningxu's words, Yang Qingxuan hurriedly fell silent, and continued to train his body with red flames, refining the power of the holy weapon, in order to make a breakthrough before the battle.