Chapter 540: Battle of Souls

"It was a bit unexpected that the demon slayer of the Great Yan Holy Sect defeated the prince of the Wan Dao Emperor Sect.

When Fang Lintian returned to the Central Region team, the onlookers were immediately in an uproar.

Because compared to Yang Yu of the Great Yan Holy Sect, who was not so famous, Fang Lintian, the prince of the Wan Dao Emperor Sect, could be said to be in the limelight.

He entered the Dao of the Five Elements, cultivated the Wan Dao Emperor Sect's Five Elements Secret Learning, and became a contemporary prince. These are enough to show how terrible his talent is and how powerful his cultivation is.

But such a brilliant figure was defeated.

After carrying the Chaos Even though he had all the magical powers, such as the divine light, the small five elements mixed primordial divine thunder, and the Wandao Emperor Sword, he still lost to the demon slayer of the Dayan Shengzong.

Such an unexpected scene made many cultivators unable to accept it for a while.

It was not until Yang Yu returned to the team in the Western Regions calmly that everyone realized how powerful this low-key and peaceful demon slayer of the Dayan Shengzong was.

That was the dazzling golden body that could not be broken even if the Wandao Prince used all his means!

Lu Ya did not look at Yang Yu, but looked at Fang Lintian with great interest, who looked normal even though he was defeated.

First He was extremely curious about the small five-element primordial divine thunder and the final chaotic divine light that Lin Tian used in front of him.

Especially the chaotic divine light formed by the fusion of the five elements, which has the effect of dissolving everything and restraining the five elements.

This made Lu Ya think of the five-color divine light in the hands of the Taoist Kong Xuan in the myth of the previous life, which was known as "nothing is not cooked, nothing is not broken".

In the myth, the five-color divine light of the Taoist Kong Xuan was so powerful that it even swept away Jiang Ziya's divine whip, the Dinghai Divine Pearl of the Taoist Randeng, and the purple gold bowl.

Such a great magical power, at this moment Lu Ya actually saw a magical spell with a high degree of similarity, how could he not be moved.

‘If I can find a way to analyze and learn the basics of this Chaos Divine Light, combined with my own accumulation and efforts, maybe I can realize the real Five-Colored Divine Light. ’

Thinking of this, Lu Ya looked at Fang Lintian with a slightly fiery look in his eyes. He was already a little impatient to fight with Fang Lintian so as to experience the power of his Chaos Divine Light.

But now is not the time.

Lu Ya retracted his gaze and suppressed the excitement in his heart.

“It’s the turn of Princess Wan Dao. "

Jiang Daoying looked at Lu Ya in a strange way. Lu Ya's previous mood was naturally not hidden from his perception.

It was just that he just thought that Lu Ya was a little itchy after seeing the fight between Yang Yu and the other two, and he didn't think much about it.

After being reminded by Jiang Daoying, Lu Ya immediately calmed down and looked towards the direction of the Central Region team.

In the Central Region team, the slender woman with a veil covering her face was slowly walking into the field.

According to the order of fighting in the east, west, south, north and center, Fang Qingwu should be fighting against Yang Yu in the Western Region at this moment, but because Yang Yu had just fought with the Central Region, he could only postpone it to the Southern Region.

In the Southern Region, Jiang Daoying's battle was before Lu Ya's, so this battle was between Jiang Daoying and Fang Qingwu.

"Brother Lu, I'm going."

Seeing Fang Qingwu's eyes, Jiang Daoying said something to Lu Ya and then stepped out.

"Go, don't be careless. "

Seeing this, Lu Ya warned.

Compared to Prince Wan Dao, Princess Wan Dao Fang Qing Wu is much more mysterious.

Regarding the cultivation method and magic skills of Princess Wan Dao, everything is a mystery, and even her face is covered with a veil to block the prying of spiritual consciousness.

For Princess Wan Dao, it seems that there is only one piece of information that she is the sister of Prince Wan Dao.

As for the rest, nothing is known.

Lu Ya looked at Princess Wan Dao in the field. This person gave him the feeling of looking at flowers in the fog and the moon in the water.

Unreal, unattainable.

Just when Lu Ya observed carefully , Jiang Daoying and Fang Qingwu have already exchanged greetings.

As Fang Qingwu's voice fell, a clear sword sound rose into the sky.

Jiang Daoying drew his sword, and the sharp sword intent was about to burst out. Then the sword light appeared under his feet, and the whole person disappeared in an instant.

At the moment of the battle, Jiang Daoying had already killed Fang Qingwu without reservation.

Because for Jiang Daoying and other cultivators who have already fought with all their strength, Fang Qingwu is still mysterious.

The battle between the two is not equal.

Fang Qingwu knows all the methods of Jiang Daoying, but Jiang Daoying knew nothing about Fang Qingwu.

Therefore, facing the unknown Fang Qingwu, Jiang Daoying launched a full-scale countermeasure at the beginning, which was indeed the best choice at the moment.

When it comes to killing and fighting, sword cultivators are always in the first echelon.

A ray of dazzling sword light suddenly appeared, and the next moment Jiang Daoying had come to Fang Qingwu with a sword energy that soared into the sky.

The long sword, with a dazzling and sharp sword light, chopped down Fang Qingwu's neck without any hesitation.

Clang! ! !

A sword sounded suddenly, and then thousands of echoes fell.

With just this sword, Jiang Daoying himself was already The sword's killing power was stimulated to the extreme.

Facing this sword that was several times more powerful than thunder and lightning, even the mysterious Fang Qingwu had to avoid it at this moment.

Facing Jiang Daoying's sword, simply avoiding it was nothing but fantasy.

So, in full view of the crowd, Fang Qingwu grasped her jade hand out of thin air, and a long knife as narrow as a willow leaf appeared in her palm, which she held firmly.

This knife is about three feet long and looks very delicate.

The spine of the knife is like a crescent moon, and the blade is only a thin line, like a willow leaf, a dark eyebrow, and even more like a clear spring.

There is a round and transparent white gem on the handle.

This gem, embellished on this long sword, adds a touch of softness to it.

Fang Qingwu held the sword and faced Jiang Daoying's sword at an angle.

The sword and the knife crossed each other.

One was simple and ordinary like a young man in a small town, and the other was dignified like a princess in the imperial capital.

Jiang Daoying and Fang Qingwu looked at each other across the sword and the knife, but one rushed forward and the other retreated.

The sword and the knife crossed each other, and the sword edge crossed the blade, making a harsh sound.

A series of sparks flew up from the intersection of the blades.

Along with it, there was still chaotic sword and knife aura.

The chaotic sword and knife aura under the azure starry sky actually had a dreamlike beauty.

In the center of the azure sword energy, Jiang Daoying, dressed in white as white as snow, waved the long sword in his hand again, rolled up the chaotic sword energy and the starry sky, and slashed at Fang Qingwu again.

The ordinary sword blade swept the entire starry sky at this moment, and the surging sword energy roared like a dragon, instantly catching up with Fang Qingwu who was retreating gracefully.

A sword fell!

Fang Qingwu's beautiful eyes suddenly tightened, and then she pinched her fingers in front of her with one hand, and her magic power flashed, and a fairy Dharma image as high as a hundred feet appeared behind her.

Then, the Dharma image stretched out a pair of jade hands and grabbed Jiang Daoying and the long dragon of sword energy with the momentum of catching a dragon.

Hiss!

Under the control of Jiang Daoying, the long dragon of sword energy turned its head and rushed towards the fairy Dharma image of a hundred feet behind Fang Qingwu.

After the sword fell, Jiang Daoying didn't even look at the result. The sword light under his feet flashed again, and he disappeared from the spot.

With Jiang Daoying's sword attainments, his sword skills have reached the extreme among all the cultivators in this immortal competition.

In every move, the killing power is so strong that it is terrifying.

After the sword step fell, Jiang Daoying had already appeared beside Fang Qingwu, and the long sword in his hand still did not change its intention, pointing directly at Fang Qingwu's neck.

This sword did not have any fancy sword energy, it was just such an ordinary sword slash.

But it made Fang Qingwu's outward consciousness feel stinging, and a strong threat of death emerged from her heart.

This sword is unstoppable!

But when Fang Qingwu wanted to get away, she found that her body was already as hard as iron.

Block with sword power, cut the consciousness with sword intent, and cut the flesh with sword body.

This sword is Jiang Daoying's ultimate sword.

Just as he fell with a sword, a silver bell-like chuckle suddenly sounded in his ears.

As the laughter echoed in his ears, Jiang Daoying was slightly startled, and then he found that everything in front of him had changed.

Fang Qingwu in front of him had disappeared, and he was now in a white world, and even the sword in his hand had disappeared.

"Illusion? Or soul attack?"

Jiang Daoying was a true disciple of the immortal sect, and he had rich experience. Naturally, he knew that he was attacked by Fang Qingwu's consciousness.

And facing this kind of attack, the most direct way to break the situation is to break this illusion.

With this thought, Jiang Daoying casually grasped it, and an ordinary long sword appeared in his hand again.

The sword was held in Jiang Daoying's hand, and immediately issued a crisp sword whistle, as if cheering.

This is the spirit of the long sword in Jiang Daoying's hand, which is usually nurtured in his sea of ​​consciousness. At this moment, Jiang Daoying fell into an illusion, and the sword spirit naturally appeared in the illusion.

When Jiang Daoying held the sword spirit, Fang Qingwu's figure slowly emerged like water waves not far in front of him.

She looked at Jiang Daoying without making any move.

But Jiang Daoying suddenly held the sword and slashed forward. Although there was nothing in front of him, the huge force from the sword in his hand clearly told Jiang Daoying what he had slashed.

After slashing down with the sword, the long sword in Jiang Daoying's hand danced into a ball, firmly protecting his body.

Clang clang clang!

One louder and louder explosion echoed in this white space, along with the sword energy that shot out one after another.

But even though Jiang Daoying's sword energy was as crazy as crazy, he still couldn't break through this white space.

The invisible continuous attack was dispersed by Jiang Daoying. The next moment, countless sword shadows burst out around Jiang Daoying, and the sword shadows rotated rapidly around him, and then shot in all directions with him as the center.

The vast sword energy filled this space, as if it was endless, and it was going to cleanse the entire world.

This is one of the supreme sword classics of Tianjian Peak: infinite sword energy.

The sword energy washed every corner of this space, leaving no gap.

But the sword energy destroyed quickly, and the speed of repairing this space was even faster under Fang Qingwu's control.

As soon as the sword energy passed, it was repaired in the next moment.

This cycle repeated, and this space still showed no signs of collapse.

"Fellow Daoist Jiang, why bother in vain? If you could break through the illusion I set, you would have broken through long ago, right?"

Suddenly, Fang Qingwu's voice echoed in this space.

This sound came from all directions, making Jiang Daoying, who was in it, unable to identify Fang Qingwu's specific location.

Hearing Fang Qingwu's voice, Jiang Daoying suddenly put away the sword in front of him and closed his eyes to concentrate.

Since quantity cannot break the situation, then quality can break the situation.

As a sword cultivator, Jiang Daoying has practiced sword for many years and absolutely believes in the sword in his hand.

The sword spirit in Jiang Daoying's hand began to emit a bright luster, and the sound of sword chirping also began to appear.

As Jiang Daoying's spiritual consciousness continued to be infused, the sword spirit's luster became brighter and the sword's sound became louder.

Until a certain moment, the sword spirit in Jiang Daoying's hand could no longer be seen, replaced by a blazing sun-like light. He looked forward and said, "If you take my sword, I will admit defeat."

Without waiting for Fang Qingwu to respond, Jiang Daoying put his middle and index fingers together to form a sword and swiped across the sword spirit.

With this swipe, the sword spirit flew out without any bends, flying straight to the direction of Jiang Daoying's finger.

Being outside this space, Fang Qingwu's pupils shrank, because Jiang Daoying's sword was pointing directly at her Nascent Soul.

In theory, Jiang Daoying's consciousness was blocked by interference, and he should not be able to find her location.

But at this moment, he actually controlled his sword and pointed it directly at her location.

Guess? Or good luck?

It no longer mattered what it was. In the blink of an eye, Fang Qingwu did not have much time to think.

If she could not avoid this sword, she would lose.

She was the only one left in the Central Region. If she lost again, the Central Region would become the third eliminated in the Immortal Sect Competition after the Eastern Region and the Northern Region.

She could not accept this situation.

So Fang Qingwu's Nascent Soul suddenly pinched her fingers, and the complicated seal was completed in an instant. The next moment, her Nascent Soul body suddenly disappeared on the spot.

Swish!

At the moment when Fang Qingwu disappeared, a dazzling sword light crashed through her original position.

If she was a little slower, not only Fang Qingwu would not be able to dodge, but even her Nascent Soul would suffer heavy damage, and there was even the possibility of her soul being scattered.

Fortunately, this space was created by Fang Qingwu. In this space, she had the highest control, which allowed her to avoid this fatal sword.

Outside, the audience on the sidelines looked at the two people who were still and talked a lot.

"What's going on? Why didn't the sword cultivator from Wulianghaiya move?"

"Yes, as long as the sword is slashed down another three points, the princess from the Central Region will definitely lose."

"Can't you see it? The princess of Wandaohuangzong has obviously dragged Jiang Daoying into the battlefield of consciousness. Perhaps they will not make any moves until the battle of consciousness comes out."

"The battle of consciousness is much more dangerous than it is now. After all, it is the place where the Nascent Soul and the soul are. The life-saving jade talisman cannot protect it. If you are not careful, you may be in danger of death."

"Look, there is movement!"

After a voice fell, Jiang Daoying suddenly trembled all over the battlefield, and then swung the sword in his hand with great difficulty, slashing towards Fang Qingwu's neck.

On the contrary, Fang Qingwu was like a butterfly, and she flashed under Jiang Daoying's sword in a flash. The long sword in her hand, like a willow leaf, drew a graceful arc and fell in front of Jiang Daoying's eyebrows.

Until this time, Jiang Daoying's eyes regained their luster, but it was too late.