Chapter 276: Seven Sword Qis

Under the rage, Ling Han finally broke through and formed the seventh sword energy!

Teng Teng Teng, everyone at the bottom of the mountain stood up.

Whether it's saber qi or sword qi, as long as one cultivates one's qi, one has the potential to become a king, but within the three realms, only minor successes can be achieved, while six realms can be considered great achievements, and seven realms... can be truly crowned kings!

Throughout the history of the Yu Country, there are still quite a few people who possess the Qi of the Six Paths. Although none of them were achieved until they were sixty or seventy years old, at least there are still such geniuses.

Can seven?

Unique!

Looking at the entire Nine Kingdoms of the Northern Wilderness, there was indeed a swordsman genius seven hundred years ago, who cultivated seven swords, invincible in the realm of the gods, worthy of the title of king. But when this Dao Dao master cultivated the seventh Dao Qi, he was already sixty-two years old.

How old is this boy in front of him?

evildoer

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Today is full of monsters.

But the seven sword qi are not all of Ling Han's breakthroughs!

Under the rage, Ling Han blasted out the Xuanmiao Three Thousand, which was his strongest sword move, and it was normal in the first place. But what is abnormal is that under this extreme anger, every sword energy has mutated.

Mysterious Three Thousand Attacks is an attack that can hit the limit of three thousand times in an instant. This is an absolute big move, and the highest level is almost everywhere in the world in seconds. But Ling Han is far from reaching such a state, he can only hit a hundred records.

But now, eight hundred sword lights appeared at the same time!

Could it be that under his anger, he suddenly advanced the understanding of Xuanmiao Sanqian so much?

The weird thing is. He still only shot a hundred sword lights.

That's because the seven sword qis are actually fissuring, one into two, two into three, and each sword qi turns into a hundred sword lights!

Eight hundred sword lights. Shine the world.

What is this concept? It is equivalent to 800 Ling Han's strikes together, each of them slashed out a sword, although this sword does not have martial arts, it is a blow with all their strength. But the sum of eight hundred ways can still scare people to death.

Behind him, Feng Yan stopped abruptly, such a brilliant and gorgeous attack even scared him.

Don't dare to come up to ask for a fight, that's really asking for trouble.

Yan Tianzhao's expression changed drastically. With a loud roar, streaks of green mist sprayed out all over his body, turning into a barrier, blocking between him and Ling Han.

Eight hundred sword lights blasted!

Boom. The green barrier immediately shattered into countless fragments, and the sword light continued to blast out, knocking Yan Tianzhao into the air, drawing an arc in the sky, and fell heavily to the ground.

He was still alive, but his whole body was covered in blood, his body was torn apart, his bones could be seen, and even his internal organs could be seen in his chest cavity! But amazingly so. The muscles all over his body were squirming, and he was actually healing himself, and the speed was astonishingly fast.

Ling Han was surprised. Didn't this kill him?

No wonder the Rain Emperor didn't make a move.

Hey, he also sat on the ground with his buttocks. Although the power of the eight hundred sword lights is amazing, the consumption is also terribly large, and he completely emptied his vitality!

This is only eight hundred sword lights, not yet the limit of three thousand. No wonder he still can't activate the second and third moves of Xuanyuan swordsmanship. Because Yuanli is simply not enough.

The people of Tianjianzong... are all perverts?

Ling Han was gasping for breath, while Hu Niu and Yan Tianzhao were unconscious. Only Feng Yan was left with full strength!

"Hahahaha!" Feng Yan laughed and walked over with big strides, "I really didn't expect that I won the victory in such a way." He has already put away the violent ape blood, which consumes a lot, of course , the mirror light body was also put away, and now the other three have lost their combat power, even if he weakened his cultivation base by a hundred times, he would still win.

Ling Han also smiled wryly. He didn't think too much about it under the fury, and even he didn't know that he was able to make a breakthrough in the use of the mysterious three thousand, and he shot eight hundred sword lights at once, destroying his Yuan power. Evacuate completely.

Do not take medicine during the competition, taking medicine means abstention, what should I do? Did you just watch Feng Yan climb to the top?

"You really let me down, I wanted to defeat you when you were at your strongest, then cripple your legs, and beat you from the peak of your life to the bottom

! "Feng Yan said with a disappointed tone.

Ling Han laughed, and said contemptuously: "Do you dare to take the sword I just made?"

Feng Yan's face tightened immediately. Even though he has dual physiques and is very powerful, he still feels apprehensive about the extremely bright blow of the eight hundred sword lights. It is estimated that he can block it, but he will also fight against it. Like Yan Tianzhao, he was seriously injured.

"Hmph, the result now is that you can only look up to me!" He didn't answer, assuming it didn't make any sense.

Feng Yan showed a cold expression, raised his foot and stepped on Ling Han, he wanted to trample Ling Han's face in front of everyone in the world.

Ling Han stretched out his hand to block it, but everyone could see how powerless it was.

Could it be that a dignified quasi-earth-level alchemist, a genius who has cultivated seven sword qi, should suffer such a shame and humiliation?

Everyone down there felt uncomfortable, and Liu Yutong and Li Sichan were so excited that they wanted to give up the game for Ling Han.

Feng Yan sneered, and stomped down mercilessly.

Pa, his left foot stepped on Ling Han's right hand, the powerful force was like a mountain, pressing Ling Han's hand to step on his face. But at this moment, Feng Yan's complexion changed drastically, and he suddenly let out a scream, which was earth-shattering.

What the hell is his name? He obviously has such a big advantage, but he still wants to play tricks?

No!

Everyone could see clearly that one of Feng Yan's left legs had weathered, as if it was made of smoke, and it would disperse as soon as it was blown.

How is this going?

Ling Han showed a proud smile. He refined the demonic energy of cultivating the Demon Emperor, and finally formed a layer of black magic pattern on his palm. This is the power of rules, which is extremely terrifying.

It's just that although this power is strong, because it can only be attached to the surface of the palm, it is almost useless at ordinary times, but whoever makes Feng Yan want to step on him is really asking for trouble.

"Ah!" Feng Yan snarled, and chopped off his left leg, otherwise the weathering would spread all the way, turning his whole body into fly ash.

Hey, he also sat down on the ground, not only the problem of missing a leg, there is a terrible force working in his body, making him extremely uncomfortable, not to mention fighting, just trying not to scream Getting out has been extremely difficult.

Now, none of the four were still standing.

No one expected such a change in the scene, everyone was stunned and completely unacceptable.

Shhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh.

Ling Han stood up, but he wasn't injured, it's just that his energy was emptied. Although he has only recovered a little bit now, there is no problem at all if he wants to stand up and run around.

He strode forward and was already standing in front of the Rain Emperor.

"The winner of this martial arts competition is Ling Han!" The Rain Emperor's majestic voice resounded, shaking the sky. (to be continued)