Chapter 85: Just the Peak of Dirty Training (Part )

The Wanjun Thunder Dragon Sword is extremely sharp and can even cut through steel pillars easily. It can be infused with internal force to increase its weight, and it also has the Thunder Dragon spell, which is definitely a great help and can greatly enhance his combat effectiveness.

When it comes to weapons, he still believes that his Wanjun Thunder Dragon is far superior to the opponent's sword, there is no doubt about it.

Zhang Qingyu was full of confidence. His sword was so sharp that it could cut through the blood-exchanging monk's weapon with one sword. He was not afraid of Wang Xuan using his weapon.

He nodded and said, "Of course, for the sake of fairness, you can use the weapon you are good at. I don't mind."

"That's good." Wang Xuan smiled, which made Zhang Qingyu feel inexplicably uneasy.

Under the watchful eyes of the crowd, Wang Xuan opened his storage box and took out a four-foot-long sword. It was completely black and extremely sharp.

In a few days, he and these mountain gate disciples will enter the Eight-Armed Heavenly King Realm. By then, these two heavenly treasures cannot be hidden, and there is no need to hide them.

As long as he comes back from the Eight-Armed Heavenly King Realm, he can successfully become a true disciple of Xianwu Mountain. Who would dare to covet his things then?
As for the Eight-Armed Heavenly King Realm, this sword will be a great help to him. In addition, more than half of the members are from Xianwu Mountain, so they will naturally not attack him. This is certain. The deterrence of Senior He is enough to make them behave themselves.

With your own strength, you may be able to strive to become a leader, so that you can strive for the greatest fortune and be loved by the origin of the mother star.

"Come on!" Wang Xuan said to Zhang Qingyu, holding a big knife.

Zhang Qingyu looked at the big knife that suddenly appeared in Wang Xuan's hand. Everyone in the field knew that the other party had a storage treasure on him, so he naturally knew it too.

This made him a little confused.

Isn't Wang Xuan a casual cultivator? How could he have such a good thing? You have to know that as true disciples of the mountain gate, they have been in the sect for many years, and the elders have only given them one or two treasures.

He couldn't help but ask: "This sword of yours shouldn't be a Tianbao, right?"

If so, what's the point? The spells that come with Tianbao are likely to make him pay the price.

Wang Xuan did not hide it and admitted it generously: "It is a heavenly treasure, obtained by accident, I am just lucky."

Zhang Qingyu was about to curse. He took out his weapon in order to gain a natural advantage, but he didn't expect that Wang Xuan actually had a Tianbao weapon.

Your behavior is simply shooting yourself in the foot!

He couldn't help but cast his eyes on several elders who were watching the battle, with a bitter look on his face, looking a little aggrieved: What should I do? Wang Xuan has a Tianbao weapon, this is really bullying!
He Laoliu coughed and said, “Your fight is not enough to damage these two swords, so you don’t have to worry.

As for the Tianbao in your hand, Wang Xuan, you are not allowed to activate the magic in it, otherwise Zhang Qingyu will not accept it and think that you won unfairly. "

Wang Xuan had no objection. He didn't even need to use the magic from Tianbao to defeat Zhang Qingyu. This was his confidence.

"Let's start." Wang Xuan cast a sharp gaze.

Suddenly, he moved.

He was running at high speed like a bullet, sweeping forward with his long sword raised. After being infused with internal force, the sword weighed hundreds of pounds. With the added power, the threat of the long sword was terrifying.

Powerful strength, excellent body movements, and a sharp sword, this kind of attack made Zhang Qingyu tense and stressed.

He also moved, and the sword in his hand went straight forward, about to collide with Wang Xuan's long sword sweeping across.

At this moment, he only heard a terrifying sneer, cold and piercing, as if it came from a demon, and it seemed to come from behind him.

The unknown threat made him panic, but what was even more terrifying was that Wang Xuan in front of him was full of bloodlust and a will to destroy. He was like a terrifying being that came out of hell, killing countless lives and destroying everything in front of him.

Such momentum, how could a cultivator at the seventh level of physical training have such momentum! It was clearly a terrifying demon from the Shenzang or even Vajra realm!
Such a terrifying image rose infinitely before his eyes!
In his eyes, Wang Xuan became tall, strong, and invincible!
When this thought came to Zhang Qingyu's mind, his courage suddenly lost, and the powerful aura in his body melted like ice and snow. Now he only wanted to retreat.

Coupled with the unsettling sneer of the demon behind him, he became extremely nervous. Looking ahead and behind, he lost his mind.

With wolves in front and tigers behind, he is doomed to die!

Zhang Qingyu's body froze in despair, as if he was waiting for death to come.

"Qingyu is going to lose."

The true immortal from the Tianshi Mansion shook his head. In this situation, Zhang Qingyu actually dared to be distracted. He was even more frightened when facing Wang Xuan and did not dare to take the knife.

Even he himself thought that he was no match for Wang Xuan and that Wang Xuan was invincible, so how could he not be defeated!

As expected, Zhang Qingyu was so flustered that even his movements were a little stiff. He was hit by Wang Xuan's knife and was instantly knocked dozens of meters away.

Wang Xuan, who was pursuing the victory, ran over and put the knife on Zhang Qingyu's neck, ending the fight instantly.

Relaxed and comfortable, he defeated Zhang Qingyu effortlessly. The devilish aura on Wang Xuan disappeared, no longer so terrifying, and he said calmly: "You lose."

The more than 60 disciples of the mountain sect who were watching the battle were shocked! They were all astonished and couldn't believe it.

Senior Brother Zhang Qingyu is definitely stronger than Chen Hong. Wang Xuan and Chen Hong had fought fiercely for ten minutes before, but now he defeated Zhang Qingyu with just one move?

It’s incredible!
In their imagination, the two would engage in a fierce battle, the fight would be hard to separate, and in the end someone would narrowly win.

But the result now was not a close fight, nor a narrow victory, but Wang Xuan defeated Zhang Qingyu with one move, and extremely easily.

Such a gap is hard for them to accept.

Could it be that Wang Xuan was really that strong, strong enough to kill these disciples of the mountain gate in seconds? Or were they too weak?
Huanian from Zhenwu Mountain and Zhuang Shuixing from Xianwu Mountain narrowed their eyes and stared at the scene in front of them.

Zhang Qingyu was defeated so easily, does that mean that they will suffer the same result when facing Wang Xuan?

"Just now, Zhang Qingyu seemed to have given up directly and didn't even show 10% of his strength. If he tried his best, he would definitely not be defeated in one move!" Zhuang Shuixing said firmly.

Hua Nian said uncertainly: "Did you notice that Wang Xuan's aura at the moment of the fight was too strong, and he didn't look like a cultivator at the seventh level of physical training at all?
This kind of momentum directly shocked Zhang Qingyu's mind, making him feel like a loser who could never win, and he became a lamb to be slaughtered! "

The demonic temperament of Wang Xuan just now was just like a killer god walking out of hell. He had killed countless people and was determined to destroy everything in front of him. He was a big devil.

In front of such a demon, I am like a tiny speck of dust, not worth mentioning, let alone being able to resist the demon's footsteps.

terrible!

That kind of momentum made not only Zhang Qingyu, the person involved, but even those who were far away lose their minds for a moment, and feel a sense of weakness and helplessness and despair in their hearts.

In that state, they only had one thought in their minds: waiting to die. Because their hearts gave them a signal that no matter how hard they struggled, they were powerless.

Looking at the long knife on his neck, Zhang Qingyu was freed from his previous state of despair and felt a sense of relief for returning to the world and escaping death.

It's nice to be alive.

But when Wang Xuan's temperament returned to normal, Zhang Qingyu finally understood what had just happened.

At the moment of the battle, he gave up resisting and was easily defeated and subdued by Wang Xuan as if he was surrendering.

His mentality had long since collapsed and he had only one thought in his mind: Wang Xuan was definitely not a cultivator at the body refining level, but a cultivator at the Shenzang or even Vajra level.

In this battle, I was completely crushed by the realm!
This battle! It was not the fault of the war, but Wang Xuan cheated and used the power of a higher realm!
"I don't accept it!" Zhang Qingyu shouted, "Wang Xuan is not a cultivator at the Blood Exchange Realm at all, absolutely not!"

Wang Xuan, who possesses the aura of killing countless lives and is shrouded in destruction and death, is definitely an unrivaled demon god.

How could such a person be at the blood exchange realm! He must be at the Shenzang realm or the Vajra realm, or even an earthly immortal or a celestial immortal!

Wang Xuan's invincible aura really made him despair. In his heart, Wang Xuan had already been infinitely superior, so he had no courage to take action at all.

The disciples of the mountain sect who were watching the match were also clamoring, thinking that He Laoliu's competition was simply rigged behind the scenes, and that he had rigged the match so that Wang Xuan, who was at a higher level, could pretend to be the blood-exchanging monk.

In this way, Wang Xuan could naturally defeat them easily.

After defeating them, He Laoliu achieved his goal of waking them up and educating them to be humble and cautious.

He Laoliu stood up and asked coldly: "You said Wang Xuan is not in the blood exchange realm, then what realm do you think he is in?"

Zhang Qingyu's face flushed: "It is definitely several realms higher than the blood exchange level, at least the Shenzang cultivation level!"

He Laoliu shook his head, and many True Immortal seniors also denied it.

"you are wrong."

"Wang Xuan's realm is neither Shenzang, nor Xiantian, nor Kaimai."

"It's not even a marrow training and blood transfusion."

"His cultivation is only at the peak of the internal organs training realm."

　Thanks to "A Silly Paper Su" for the reward.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)