The Immortal Taoist Chapter 138

Sect Master, I want to partic.i.p.ate!

"Sky-splitting Sword Sect wins! The next round, Sky-splitting Sword Sect against Heavy Sword Sect! "

Since Anshan had lost, it was naturally impossible to say that he was not disappointed, but Anshan Taiping had no other choice. Ao Long was truly too strong, and it was reasonable that Anshan Feihong was not his match. No one had expected such a tyrannical A disciple at the peak of the Soaring Sky Realm to appear in their Sky-splitting Sword Sect.

Unfortunately, no matter how one looked at it, Sky-splitting Sword Sect had lost the next match. , the strongest in Sky-splitting Sword Sect, had already become a air defence Ranker, and could not partic.i.p.ate in the following compet.i.tions. As for the other disciples of the Sky-splitting Sword Sect s, they simply could not withstand a single blow.

After breaking through the air defence, Ao Long walked down the Sword Battlestage. Even if he wanted to partic.i.p.ate in the sword battle, other people would not allow it. In the following battles, they could only rely on the other members of the Sky-splitting Sword Sect, even if it was unreliable.

"I, Zhong Jianxing, am standing right here. Who in your Sky-splitting Sword Sect can block one of my strikes!"

Before the other disciples of the Heavy Sword Sect could speak, Zhong Jianxing was the first one to walk into the Sword Battlestage. Whether it was Ling Dao or Ao Long, both of them had deeply angered him. Unfortunately, Ao Long could not fight with him, and neither could he fight with him.

Ling Dao only had true qi realm, which was one realm lower than the Rushing the Sky Stage. Ao Long had air defence, which was one realm higher than the Rushing the Sky Stage. As for the other disciples of the Sky-splitting Sword Sect, to be honest, even if they went up together, Zhong Jianxing had the confidence to defeat them.

"In the past, people had told me that Sky-splitting Sword Sect was trash. At that time, I didn't believe it. After all, how could a power be trash? However, now that I believe it, you are indeed useless trash that couldn't even withstand a single one of my strikes! "

Such arrogant words naturally made the Sky Cracking Sword Sect Disciple angry. From the Sky Cracking Sword Sect Disciple, a late stage Rushing the Sky Stage pract.i.tioner walked out. He knew that she was no match for Zhong Jianxing, but he did not believe that she would be unable to even defend against one of Zhong Jianxing's attacks.

"Oh? You still dare to come up? "

Zhong Jianxing sneered, and then suddenly slashed out. The black iron sword seemed to have transformed into a giant axe that was enough to create s.p.a.ce as it ruthlessly slashed at Sky Cracking Sword Sect Disciple. Zhong Jianxing's realm was higher than his, and his fighting strength was much higher than his.

"Defeat, useless trash!"

Sky-splitting Sword Sect used her seven forms of scorching yang, causing a blazing sun to appear, but unfortunately, it was directly smashed into pieces by the black iron sword. Zhong Jianxing's attacks were extremely ruthless, the black iron sword smashed onto the disciple's body like a door board.

Puff.

Sky-splitting Sword Sect spat out a mouthful of blood as she retreated continuously. Unfortunately, Zhong Jianxing did not let him go. The black iron sword swept out once again, and struck this Sky Cracking Sword Sect Disciple's stomach.

Bang.

Dust flew everywhere as the Sky Cracking Sword Sect Disciple spewed out blood. His internal organs were severely injured. Everything didn't stop there. Zhong Jianxing stepped out and ruthlessly stepped on his back.

Sky Cracking Sword Sect Disciple rolled his eyes. The intense pain directly made him faint. Zhong Jianxing's face revealed a sinister smile, and then he kicked Sky Cracking Sword Sect Disciple out.

"Who else? Which one of you dares to come up and fight me? "

Beneath Sword Battlestage, was a field of silence. Zhong Jianxing was indeed not a good person, but his strength was clear to all. Even if the eight remaining Rushing Sky Realm disciple s were to make a move, their fates would probably be similar to this previous disciple.

"Admit defeat, stop fighting!"

Duan Zhenghui sighed, other than Ao Long, the other Rushing Sky Realm disciple s were truly not as good as him. Furthermore, Zhong Jianxing was also the strongest Rushing the Sky Stage warrior in the Heavy Sword Sect. The difference between them and Zhong Jianxing was just too big.

"He admitted defeat just like that? They are indeed a bunch of trash, even the Sect Leader doesn't have any guts! Don't call me Sky-splitting Sword Sect anymore, just call me the Trash Sword Sect! "

Zhong Jianxing's voice was loud, and everyone present heard it loud and clear. Everyone in Sky-splitting Sword Sect could not help but clench their fists. Being humiliated like this by Zhong Jianxing in front of so many people, was just too infuriating.

Unfortunately, they could not take revenge, and the remaining eight Rushing Sky Realm disciple s were indeed no match for Zhong Jianxing. Duan Zhenghui, Zhuang Xin and Ao Long, on the other hand, could defeat Zhong Jianxing, but it was a pity that their realms were too high, and they could not make a move.

"Sect Leader, what is the third round of the compet.i.tion?"

Up until now, the first two rounds of the Warrior Sword Conference had already ended. There was only a third round left. It was just that until now, Ling Dao still did not know what the third round was. His question made Duan Zhenghui smile bitterly.

"The third round probably has nothing to do with us Sky-splitting Sword Sect. The first round will be a battle sword between true qi realm disciples, the second round will be a battle sword between Rushing Sky Realm disciple s, and the third round will still be a battle sword between Rushing Sky Realm disciple s.

Duan Zhenghui's words caused all the disciples of the Sky-splitting Sword Sect s to be dumbstruck. To fight together meant that the ten Sky-splitting Sword Sect s would act at the same time, and the other forces would do the same. It was a pity that only nine disciples of the Sky-splitting Sword Sect could partic.i.p.ate in the compet.i.tion now.

Just by Zhong Jianxing alone, he was able to defeat those nine Rushing Sky Realm disciple s, let alone twenty Heavy Sword Sect s. If Heavy Sword Sect were to fight with him, Sky-splitting Sword Sect would only be easily defeated.

Could it be that you think you still have a chance of winning the third round of Sky-splitting Sword Sect? Does it depend on you trash? "

He actually wanted to fight against his Heavy Sword Sect in the third round, and at that time, he would be able to ravage his Sky Cracking Sword Sect Disciple even more. Ling Dao killing Xiahou Jue and heavily injuring Situ De already made Zhong Jianxing angry, and he did not give him any face multiple times as well. Zhong Jianxing had long hated Ling Dao to the extreme.

"Heavy Sword Sect wins this match! The second round of the Warrior Sword Conference is over! "

Since Sky-splitting Sword Sect had already admitted defeat, naturally, it meant that Heavy Sword Sect had won. In the second round of the sword battle, first place Heavy Sword Sect had obtained forty points of victory. Sky-splitting Sword Sect also had good results. She was ranked second and had obtained thirty points of victory.

"Sovereign, I want to partic.i.p.ate in the third round!"

Right at this moment, Ling Dao suddenly spoke with incomparable seriousness. In the sky, dark clouds covered the sky, and Ling Dao was already somewhat confident. Even if he did not use his strongest power, he still had a way to defeat Zhong Jianxing.

"What?" You want to fight? "

Duan Zhenghui was startled, he did not expect Ling Dao to actually make such a request. Ling Dao only had true qi realm now, so even if he broke through temporarily to Rushing the Sky Stage, what use would it be?