Chapter 195 Nine Heavens Dragon Soaring
"Junior Brother Ji, let the horse come over!"
Yin Feiyang showed a disdainful sneer, and stood in the field calmly, without any intention of drawing a sword.
He said that if Ji Tianxing had two moves, he would only resist and evade, and would not take the initiative to attack with his sword drawn.
"Take it!" Ji Tianxing snorted lowly, a playful cold light flashing in his eyes.
At the same time, he made a shadowless step, with mysterious steps under his feet, rushing towards Yin Feiyang as fast as lightning.
His speed was so fast that a few afterimages were left behind him.
In just an instant, he rushed out ten meters and came to Yin Feiyang.
He pulled out the black dragon sword like lightning and slashed it with all his strength.
"Nine Heavens Dragon Soaring!"
When the black dragon sword was unsheathed, it lit up with a dazzling cold light, as if a thunder had torn apart the night.
When Ji Tianxing's majestic True Essence was poured into the Black Dragon Sword, the Black Dragon Sword immediately turned into a huge sword beam that was three meters long.
The sword radiates out a mighty power like opening the sky and the earth, slashing down from the sky towards Yin Feiyang.
The dazzling sword light condensed into a nine-meter-long black dragon phantom, exuding an icy chill.
The entire Wanglong Terrace was shocked by the power of this sword and trembled slightly.
With Ji Tian as the center, in an area of twenty meters, the air was squeezed out, making a crackling sound.
The power of this sword was extremely terrifying, causing the disciples of the two factions to show their faces full of horror and exclaimed in unbelievable exclamations.
Before the Black Dragon Sword slashed Yin Feiyang, he was suppressed by the terrifying sword intent, unable to move an inch, and his eyes were full of horror and despair.
He instantly forgot what he said just now, and subconsciously held the hilt of the sword, wanting to draw the sword to counterattack and resist.
However, it's too late.
"Bang!"
In the deafening loud noise, the three-meter-long huge sword beam and the nine-meter-long black dragon phantom drowned Yin Feiyang on the spot.
The huge sword beam slashed fiercely on the Wanglong Platform, slashing a huge ravine out of the ground on the spot, splashing out countless rubble.
The entire Wanglong Terrace trembled violently, as if a major earthquake had occurred.
Such an amazing destructive power made everyone show an unbelievable expression.
The people of Tianjianzong were even more worried, staring at the chaotic scene of flying sand and stone in the field, guessing the fate of Yin Feiyang.
After a full ten breaths, the real Yuan Guanghua and the black dragon phantom dissipated, and the dust and gravel flying in the sky also subsided.
Only then did everyone see the situation on the field clearly.
I saw that Ji Tianxing held the Black Dragon Sword in his hand and stood proudly in the field, exuding an air of confidence and indifference.
On the slate ground in front of him, there was a huge crack about half a meter wide and five meters long.
Yin Feiyang was lying on the edge of the crack, his body was trembling, his face was covered in blood, and his hair was disheveled.
He was obviously seriously injured and struggled to get up, but couldn't.
"Ji... Tian, Xing! You... Damn! This... no... possible!"
Yin Feiyang raised his head with difficulty, raised his blood-stained face, and stared at Ji Tianxing with red eyes.
His voice was hoarse and his voice was intermittent. When he opened his mouth to speak, blood continued to flow from the corners of his mouth.
Obviously, his injuries were not only traumatic, but his internal organs were also severely injured.
Ji Tianxing looked at him blankly, and said indifferently, "Senior Brother Yin, you just said that you want me to make two moves, lest I have no chance to draw my sword."
"This is just the first move, please keep your word and take my second move."
As he spoke, he raised the Black Dragon Sword again, his fighting spirit soared, and he was about to perform his second move.
Yin Feiyang was so frightened that he was full of horror, and his grief, anger and humiliation were extreme!
A moment ago, he was still full of pride, contemptuous of Ji Tianxing, and made outrageous remarks in public.
At this moment, he was severely injured by Ji Tianxing's sword, and he didn't even have the chance to fight back with his sword, and he almost died on the spot.
How ironic, how ridiculous!
With his current seriously injured body, how could he possibly catch Ji Tianxing's second move?
Isn't this obviously killing him?
Under Yin Feiyang's grief and anger, he opened his mouth and spat out a bloody arrow.
Ji Tianxing turned a blind eye to this, raised the black dragon sword, and made a gesture to cut it down.
At a critical moment, Deacon Qi of Tianjianzong jumped out quickly and rushed to Yin Feiyang's side.
He glared at Ji Tianxing angrily, and shouted in a deep voice, "Ji Tianxing, what are you doing? Are you going to kill people in public?"
Ji Tianxing looked at him indifferently, and deliberately sarcastically said, "Yin Feiyang said that he wanted me to do two tricks, why, Deacon Qi, you want to interfere in the competition?"
"Or, Deacon Qi wants to help Yin Feiyang to repay his debts and be the villain who doesn't believe his words?"
Deacon Qi suddenly turned ashen with anger, and a cold light flashed in his eyes.
But the deacons and elders of the two factions were all present, so he could only endure the inability to attack, and clenched his teeth and shouted coldly: "In this game, we will admit defeat!"
Ji Tianxing then took back the Black Dragon Sword, gave Deacon Qi a playful look, and said contemptuously, "It would be great to admit defeat earlier, why wait until you are beaten to death before surrendering?"
"You!" Deacon Qi's forehead blushed violently, and there was a strong murderous intent in his eyes.
If it were another occasion, he would definitely kill Ji Tianxing.
But on the Wanglong Terrace, under the watchful eyes of everyone, no matter how much Ji Tianxing humiliated him and Yin Feiyang, he could only endure it.
Soon, Deacon Qi supported the seriously injured Yin Feiyang and left the stage in a daze.
The expressions of Tianjianzong's people turned gloomy, and they stared at Ji Tianxing with hatred, gnashing their teeth in hatred.
And the disciples of Qingtian Sect were full of shock, showing excited smiles and shouting with fists.
"Great! We won!"
"Ji Tianxing, great job!"
"Sure enough, he is indeed a famous figure in this sect, that sword is too gorgeous, and the power is too terrifying!"
"Hahaha! The beam jumping clowns of Tianjianzong, continue to be crazy?"
The Great Elder, Chu Huaishan, Han Qiaosheng and others obviously did not expect this result, and they all showed gratified smiles on their faces.
"Not bad!"
"Haha, what a good move, Nine Heavens Dragon Soaring, it really has the potential of Dragon Soaring Nine Heavens!"
"I really did not misunderstand this son, just by this battle, he is enough to become famous in the ancient realm of stars!"
"This kid only has the strength of the first layer of the Tong Xuan Realm, and it is incredible that he can display such terrifying combat power!"
"Before this seat, I thought that the Heavenly Sword Sect has Hang Chen, who is at the fifth level of the Profound Realm, and this sect has absolutely no chance of winning. Now it seems that Ji Tianxing may be able to create a miracle!"
Ji Tianxing listened to everyone's comments and praises, but he was not arrogant and still looked calm.
Although he could defeat Yin Feiyang only by his own strength without using the Black Dragon Sword, he could not achieve such a shocking effect.
The little black dragon lived in the Tai'an Palace for a month, ate a lot of spiritual fruit, and his strength recovered by 20%, which made the power of the black dragon sword so powerful.
Because of this, Ji Tianxing did not choose a weapon before, but only chose a soft armor.
How can the mysterious swords in the outer sect treasure house be compared with the power of the Black Dragon Sword?