260: Chapter 139: A Spear Stirs the Wind and Clouds, A Knife Slices the Ends of the Earth_5 260: Chapter 139: A Spear Stirs the Wind and Clouds, A Knife Slices the Ends of the Earth_5 And in her hand, a feather also appeared, which in the next moment rapidly transformed into a long blade.
The blade’s body resembled a phoenix head, while the hilt resembled its tail.
From a distance, it seemed as if a phoenix was perched atop this long blade.
“The Hundred Birds Phoenix Sword of the seventh-generation Law Protecting Elder.”
“In the past, when others challenged Zi Qianyu, she never brought out this Divine Weapon!”
“This, I’m afraid, is her trump card, and she has surprisingly revealed it right from the start.”
In the midst of the crowd’s gasps of surprise, a thick air of extreme anger and unwillingness suddenly erupted, soaring into the sky and spreading in all directions.
Merely with the spread of this aura, the Array light shields around the other nine stages in the vicinity abruptly rose.
Obviously, it was this tragic and indignant energy that had triggered the Arrays, activating them to prevent people on the other stages from being affected by this aura.
“This sorrowful and indignant energy…”
“Grieving…
Grieving Anger Dragon Blade!”
“The Grieving Anger Dragon Blade of the third-generation Sect Leader True Person…
a Divine Weapon ranked in the top ten on the Hundred Peaks Sect Weapon List!”
“Yan Yourong has such a Divine Weapon in her hands!”
Yan Yourong released the Array Plate, Divine Weapon in hand, her eyes fixated on Zi Qianyu across from her, with nothing else in her sight!
Around her, all the noise, even the referee below, was automatically ignored in her world.
The next moment, she suddenly moved.
[Ghost-Cutting!]
Yan Yourong made her move, just one strike, yet the whole world suddenly changed color at that moment.
The Grieving Anger Dragon Blade let out a clanging sound, and with a sudden slash, the blade came down!
With one strike, it seemed as if the entire sky was cleaved into two halves.
Brilliant Blade Light descended from the heavens, like the Milky Way falling from beyond the nine skies, the Blade Light gathering like a surging sea, seemingly about to engulf the whole world.
“Hundred Birds Flapping Wings!”
Zi Qianyu likewise made a slash.
Yan Yourong’s strike seemed unsophisticated and plain, reduced to its utmost simplicity, whereas Zi Qianyu’s strike was extremely flamboyant.
As her blade came down, the otherworldly feathers on the platforms and Immortal Bridge behind her vibrated, and it seemed as if sacred birds and mystical beasts that had long since vanished from the world took flight, making one side of the sky instantly turn into a dazzling array of colors, extremely beautiful to behold.
With the same slash coming down, this one contained myriad changes.
In the sky, countless blade shadows materialized, all slashing towards Yan Yourong.
In the next moment, in the sky, the Blade Lights of the two clashed together abruptly.
For a time, countless images of flying birds and numerous Blade Lights dissipated within Yan Yourong’s river of blades.
And with each bird’s phantom and Blade Light that the blade river consumed, the radiance dimmed a bit more.
Meanwhile, more birds circled around the splendid river of blades, all falling towards Yan Yourong.
A breath’s time.
Just a single breath’s time, and the countless birds and Blade Lights that circumvented the blade river had all crashed onto Yan Yourong.
In an instant, golden light rose from Yan Yourong’s body, with images of dragons and tigers surrounding her.
Dragon and Tiger Golden Body!
But in less than a moment, the Dragon and Tiger Golden Body was breached.
The descending Blade Light was simply too numerous.
Although Zi Qianyu had only made one slash, in that brief moment, Yan Yourong felt as if she had been hit by a thousand cuts.
Sharp, piercing energy surged into her body, shaking her entire being and sending her flying out of the arena.
On the other side, her blade river, after shattering numerous phantoms and Blade Lights, heavily struck Zi Qianyu.
One slash!
Zi Qianyu felt as if she had been cleaved into two halves by this slash.
It seemed as though all the meridians in her body had been sliced through, her energy thrown into utter chaos, completely out of control, as her body involuntarily flew backwards.
“Thump, thump!”
Two muffled sounds followed one after another.
Yan Yourong was the first to crash against the Array light screen at the edge of the arena and was rebounded back onto the stage.
On the other end of the stage, Zi Qianyu similarly crashed into the Array light screen at the edge of the stage and was bounced back onto the stage.
“This…”
“Is it over?”
“Just one move, and the battle between the two is already over!”
“This is the quickest ending to a battle I’ve seen since the start of the dueling competition!”
“Both of them hit the stage…”
“According to the rules of the dueling tournament, if both participants fly out of the arena, then it’s a matter of who touches the ground first.
Clearly, Yan Yourong was the first to land.”
“Yan Yourong has lost.”
“This…
Although Yan Yourong’s Blade Light was somewhat obstructed before falling, it was a step slower…”
“Yan Yourong has lost, but if this were not a dueling competition, if it weren’t for the arena battle rules, they could be considered evenly matched!”
“What a pity, it’s really such a pity.”
“Four Treasures Peak, what kind of luck is this.
Their Disciples are always just a bit short of victory, especially Xiang Ziyu yesterday and Yan Yourong today.
If Xiang Ziyu could have held on a little longer, Wu Ming wouldn’t have been able to maintain the Yaksha Transformation much longer, and the winner would definitely have been Xiang Ziyu.
Yan Yourong is even more regrettable; actually, this battle could be considered a draw, it’s just because of the dueling rules, she lost.”
Aloft, Cao Zhen swiftly descended, pulling off his coat in one go to wrap around Yan Yourong, and then took out a Pill for her to swallow.
The countless Blade Lights just now had shredded all the clothes on Yan Yourong’s body.
Up high, on top of one of the fifteen famous peaks, the Peak Master of Famous Knife Peak stared straight at Yan Yourong lying on the stage, repeatedly murmuring the same words: “Such a fierce blade, such a dominant blade, such a concise blade.
This Disciple, this Disciple… This Disciple, I want her.
After the Hundred Peaks competition concludes, I will personally make a trip to Four Treasures Peak.