Chapter 207: Fierce Battle with Chu Tianjiao
He sighed secretly in his heart. Although the Yeyouwuying Mentality Technique could improve the purity of spiritual power, in the face of absolute strength, these advantages seemed to become insignificant.
Facing Chu Tianjiao's powerful offensive and constant approach, Shangguan Jiannan clearly realized that he had no way out. He gritted his teeth and turned the long sword in his hand violently, and the sword momentum that was originally mainly defensive instantly turned into an offensive one.
His figure moved swiftly like a phantom, and he thrust out more than a dozen swords in an instant. The air was filled with the whistling sound of sword energy, and each sword carried a fierce killing intent, causing the surrounding leaves to be torn apart and flying everywhere.
"Xuan Ying Hui Feng!" Shangguan Jiannan roared in a low voice. As his voice fell, a ball of blazing black fire quickly condensed at the tip of the sword, burning like the fire of hell.
This ball of mysterious fire formed a sharp contrast with the surrounding cold sword energy, as if it was about to ignite the entire space. Then, Shangguan Jiannan thrust the tip of his sword towards Chu Tianjiao without hesitation, and the ball of mysterious fire also swept away with endless power.
Boom! Boom! The two forces collided again, erupting with an even more shocking roar, but this time, whether Shangguan Jiannan could reverse the situation was still unknown.
Bang! Bang! Bang! A series of clear and powerful explosions sounded one after another, like thunder in the sky, instantly breaking the silence around.
The originally surging spiritual energy wave that almost swallowed people was scattered like fallen leaves swept by a strong wind due to this sudden shock.
"The time has come!" Shangguan Jiannan shouted in his heart, and slammed his feet on the ground. His body was like an arrow shot from a bow, carrying an even more surging aura, and rushed straight towards Chu Tianjiao.
In the air, his steps were flexible and varied, like a peerless sword about to be unsheathed, pointing directly at Chu Tianjiao, with an imposing manner.
“Hmph, a mere glimmer of light dares to compete with the bright moon?” Chu Tianjiao stood in the blue light, looking at Shangguan Jiannan’s speeding figure, with a hint of contempt on his lips.
He flicked his fingers lightly, and the blue sword in his hand suddenly hummed, and the sword body trembled, as if it were a living thing, releasing bursts of coldness.
Then, his figure flashed, and he shuttled through the void like a ghost, carrying an overwhelming pressure, and approached Shangguan Jiannan.
"Dang!" Before the two swords collided, their momentum had already collided, and the surrounding spiritual energy boiled, creating layers of waves.
Immediately afterwards, the two figures collided with each other with a loud bang, causing a dazzling light and a deafening roar. The spiritual energy waves spread like a tide, shocking everyone.
When the dust settled, Shangguan Jiannan flew backwards in a panic and fell heavily to the ground, blood oozing from the corners of his mouth and his chest was stained red.
He struggled to get up, coughing violently, with a hint of disbelief in his eyes.
"Spiritual cultivation is still my shortcoming after all..." He muttered to himself, then took out a few Spirit Gathering Pills from his arms and swallowed them without hesitation. He felt mixed emotions as he felt the spiritual power gradually recovering in his body.
On the other side, the battlefield was also thrilling.
Chu Tianjiao's family background is profound, and its resources are so abundant that Shangguan Jiannan cannot catch up.
As the battle deepened, Chu Tianjiao's offensive became more and more fierce. Powerful streams of light intertwined and collided in the air, and the entire battlefield seemed to be torn apart.
Suddenly, an even more deafening roar sounded, and a burly figure in the cave was blown away, falling heavily on the ground in the distance, stirring up a cloud of dust.
On the other side, Chu Qingxuan and Lu Jing were fighting with Guo Polu. Although they were covered with wounds, they still gritted their teeth and persisted, refusing to give in at all.
"Quick, kill him!" "Go, don't let him breathe!" Fierce shouts of killing came one after another, and the air was filled with a strong smell of blood and indomitable spirit.
In this land baptized by war, everyone is fighting for survival and faith, fearless of life and death, and moving forward courageously.
"We must hold on. We cannot let the people from the Temple of War God succeed!" The exclamations from the crowd blended together like the chirping of cicadas on a summer afternoon, never ending.
The majestic momentum gathered by the crowd, accompanied by passionate shouts, swept across like a violent storm.
Although the Tianjian Sect was eager to fight and had great momentum, they were helpless against the huge gap in strength between the two sides.
As soon as the battle broke out, the opponent's momentum surged back like a tide, temporarily suppressing the light of the Tianjian Sect.
On the battlefield, low explosions came one after another, accompanied by the falling figures of warriors. The wailing sounds tore through the air, sounding particularly mournful.
Shangguan Jiannan watched his comrades fall one by one, his heart aching, and every heartbeat was accompanied by heavy pain.
The disparity in strength made him feel powerless. His side was almost exhausted, while the other side was still calm and at ease.
This desperate contrast made him smile bitterly. The gap between the two was like a chasm that was difficult to cross.
At this moment, the void trembled, and Chu Tianjiao slowly descended with cold steps, his face as cold as frost, and his eyes flashing with unquestionable determination.
"Your growth is truly impressive."
His voice echoed in the air, with a bit of surprise and admiration, "In the past, I could only defeat this enemy with one move, but now you can fight with me to this extent."
However, he changed the subject, his tone revealed an unquestionable coldness, "But, the ending is already determined."
"Prepare to die!" Before Chu Tianjiao finished his words, he moved and stepped into the air. The air seemed to be torn apart, and a destructive force surged out. The long sword, with shocking sword force, rushed straight towards Shangguan Jiannan.
The sword was so powerful that it was enough to tear the void apart. Even from a distance, one could feel the terrifying power contained in it, which made Shangguan Jiannan's heart tighten and he thought to himself that something was wrong.
At the critical moment of life and death, Shangguan Jiannan ignored his fatigue and pain. He stared at the enemy in front of him with a determined light in his eyes. He took a deep breath and slapped the ground with his palm, stirring up circles of spiritual energy ripples. These ripples spread out like water waves, carrying powerful energy fluctuations.
In his palm, the Slaughter Heaven Sword seemed to sense the master's determination and began to vibrate violently, making a series of buzzing sounds. The sword body shone brightly, and the sharp sword energy swept around like a storm.
"Roar!" Shangguan Jiannan shouted, and leaped up with the help of this force. His figure drew an arc in the air, like a bright meteor. The Slaughter Heaven Sword in his hand became his deadly weapon, emitting a frightening aura.
At this moment, he was no longer the warrior shrouded in despair, but a warrior who was determined to defend his city. His eyes were full of determination and perseverance, ready to face this final battle.
The news spilled from his lips and spread quickly among the crowd like a spring breeze. People raised their heads and focused their eyes on Shangguan Jiannan. They saw this brave and fearless warrior and felt a surge of admiration in their hearts.
Then, the brilliant light seemed to be endowed with life, and its power rose steadily. Wherever it passed, the space seemed unable to withstand such pressure and twisted and deformed.
The speed of this stream of light was getting faster and faster, and in the blink of an eye it arrived at the center of the battlefield. The light it emitted illuminated the entire battlefield, allowing everyone to feel the terrifying power contained in it.
The flames suddenly erupted like an arrow shot from a bow, pointing directly at Chu Tianjiao who was suspended in the air. It was so powerful that it seemed to be able to burn everything in the world. The air along the way was ruthlessly torn apart, leaving behind a series of hot tracks.
Chu Tianjiao was suspended in mid-air. Facing this sudden attack, a hint of surprise flashed across his face, and then a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.
"Finally, are we going to get serious?" He looked at the sword light that easily disintegrated his ice field. The air around him was distorted by the high temperature, and he couldn't help but feel excited.
"Die!" A deafening roar, like the roar of a wild beast or the rolling thunder, echoed between heaven and earth for a long time.