Three sword strikes!
If these words came from anyone else, the crowd would surely deem them arrogant and brash. But coming from Ning Changge, it felt only natural.
Moments ago, the terrifying might of Jinling still lingered before their eyes, akin to a mythical demon king.
He had destroyed six of the Sword Monarchâs nine famous swords.
If the fight had continued.
Sword Seven and Sword Eight would have followed suit, although Jinling would have had to pay the price of serious injury.
Even Ning Changgeâs spiritual monkey was so formidable, comparable to a peerless Heaven-Man. One could only imagine how terrifying Ning Changge himself would be.
Zhang Lingyu felt suffocated.
Previously, he heard tales of Wudangâs Young True Immortalâs incredible feats but had no concept of them. Now, witnessing Jinlingâs battle with the Sword Monarch provided him a reference.
Though Ning Changge himself did not appear, the invisible pressure was overwhelming. Among all present, only the Sword Monarch could match Jinlingâs strength.
But the Sword Monarch did not feel insulted.
Instead, his fighting spirit surged!
Forcing Ning Changgeâs spiritual monkey to retreat and making him take action signified that he had earned Ning Changgeâs acknowledgment.
Looking at the still-closed gate of the Sutra Pavilion, he shouted loudly:
âYoung True Immortal, grant me a sword!â
He had not forgotten his purpose.
Using the pressure from Ning Changge to break through life and death and reach a transcendent realm. He eagerly anticipated Ning Changgeâs strike, having already gained insights from battling Jinling. Ning Changgeâs move would surely bring even greater enlightenment!
As for Ning Changge not showing up, he thought:
If Ning Changge could defeat him without appearing, what difference did it make whether he was seen or not?
Buzzing!!!
With the Sword Monarchâs words, his sword intent surged again. Swords held by surrounding swordsmen began to tremble, astonishing everyone.
This indicated that the Sword Monarchâs sword intent was just half a step away from the Land Sword Immortal realm.
âSuch a peerless master, dying in Wudang would be a regret.â
Song Yuanqiao couldnât help but sigh.
Zhang Lingyu was taken aback.
He didnât expect Song Yuanqiao to have such confidence in Ning Changge. Yet, he didnât know that compared to the presence of Buddha that day, the Sword Monarchâs strength was barely even.
If his younger junior summoned heavenly thunder, the Sword Monarch would have no chance to resist.
Zhang Lingyu took a deep look at the Sutra Pavilion, anticipating Ning Changgeâs action.
âSword Seven!!â
The Sword Monarch shouted, bringing with it the terrifying might of a thousand swords aimed at the Sutra Pavilion. He knew the Young True Immortal would strike, not letting him attack the Sutra Pavilion.
A marvelous sword light shot out like a meteor, with imposing grandeur, unstoppable.
This Sword Seven was 30% stronger than Sword Six!
The swordsmen who came with the Sword Monarch appeared tense. They were either admirers of his, former defeated opponents, or beneficiaries of his kindness, and in both sentiment and reasoning, they didnât want him to fall here.
Facing this formidable sword light.
The Sutra Pavilion remained unmoved.
Ning Changgeâs calm voice rang out:
âThe sword is named Chi Xiao; it harbors Qian Fire Suzaku Sword Qi.â
A crimson ray suddenly flew out from within the Sutra Pavilion, instantly transforming into a scarlet spiritual sword, with both brilliance and scorching heat that made the Sword Monarchâs eyes light up!
With Chi Xiao Swordâs movement.
A thousand swords resounded!
Every swordsman was shocked to find their swords which had worshiped the Sword Monarchâs now singing in reverence to Chi Xiao Sword. This showed that Chi Xiao Swordâs sword intent surpassed that of the Sword Monarch!
It seemed as though the phoenixâs song echoed through the sky.
Scarlet sword qi transformed into a Suzaku, heading towards the formidable sword light.
Shock filled the Sword Monarchâs eyes.
The Suzaku sword qi effortlessly shattered Sword Seven. The famous sword disintegrated into fragments, unable to bear such terrifying intent.
The Sword Monarch stumbled back.
He spurted blood, staining the stairs beneath his feet.
But his eyes shone even brighter, filled with comprehension. With another famous sword shattered, his sword intent surged more fiercely. From Suzaku sword qi, he gained insights and opportunities.
The Suzaku sword qi, now diminished, dissipated into the air.
Chi Xiaoâs spiritual sword reverted to a glimmering light, retreating back into the Sutra Pavilion.
The Sword Monarch realized Ning Changgeâs words âyou have only three sword strikesâ.
These three strikes indicated that both he and Ning Changge would each make three moves.
After three strikes, failing to reach the Land Sword Immortal realm would mean the death and entry into the Heaven-Man Tomb!
The Sword Monarch bowed deeply:
âThank you, Young True Immortal, for granting the first sword!â
He wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, stepping forward resolutely, like a warrior heading towards a destined death.
Without hesitation, he slapped his sword box again and another stream of light flickered!
âSword Eight!!â
A famous sword flew from the box, and its power surged 30% beyond Sword Seven!
Boom!!
The sword light shook the heavens, stirring storm clouds, heading toward the Sutra Pavilion. The Sword Monarch stood tall like a straight sword.
The Sutra Pavilion remained unmoved.
The same calm voice echoed:
âThe sword is named Qing Yuan; it harbors Yi Wood Azure Dragon Sword Qi!â
A green ray emerged from the Sutra Pavilion, swiftly forming a jade-like spiritual sword, emitting not sharpness but a rich vitality, surprising many.
Song Yuanqiao and othersâ eyes widened.
âThis is one of the new spiritual swords crafted by our junior brother!â
They eagerly anticipated witnessing Ning Changgeâs new methods.
Facing Sword Eightâs formidable force.
Qing Yuan Sword trembled slightly, releasing waves of green sword qi, instantly coalescing into an azure dragon, lifelike.