Mortal: I can trade everything

Chapter 30 Can you block this -meter giant sword?
Outside the ring, the battle between Li Xunhuan and Zhang Chou attracted a lot of attention.

They were not familiar with Li Xunhuan and the others, but they were very familiar with Zhang Chou.

He is a well-known figure among the independent cultivators in Jianzhou.

"Do you think Li Xun Huan will lose?"

"No way, this is a super master who has practiced Qi at the twelfth level. No matter how powerful Zhang Chou is, he is only at the eleventh level. That's the difference."

"Humph, what a joke. You must know that cultivation is one thing, and combat power is another. Magical weapons, skills, and spells are all important aspects."

"What's wrong with Li Xun Huan?"

"It's not that he's bad, it's that he's ugly and perverted,"

When talking about Zhang Chou, a trace of fear flashed in the man's eyes. Seeing that the man wanted to continue asking, he said coldly,

"Keep your eyes open and don't go out at noon."

Inside the ring, the sky gradually changed, the wind became weak, and the rain became light.

On the bridge, on the river, the two were still facing each other.

Zhang Chou spoke in a calm tone, but his face looked ferocious.

"Li Xunhuan, if you have the guts, come up and fight me to the death."

"Maybe you can come down?"

Li Xunhuan is not stupid. A smart person will always create or choose the most favorable location for himself.
"If not, you can just surrender and admit defeat."

This is what he means.

Fighting and killing are not what scholars do.

On the bridge, Zhang Chou didn't think so. According to his experience, scholars are the most vicious, so he guessed,

"Are you afraid that I'll dirty your hands? That must be the case."

After a pause, he pretended to realize something, stared at Li Xun Huan fiercely with hatred.
"You deserve to die,"

After saying that, he didn't care whether he was good at water battles or not. He took out a top-grade magical sword from his storage bag and flew down with the sword.

He held a top-grade magical sword in his hand.

A mortal swordsmanship master?

Who isn't?

Li Xunhuan is not like that.

He is a master of swordsmanship in the Qi training stage, and is proficient in leg techniques, boxing techniques, body techniques, and all eighteen kinds of weapons.

When faced with an attack from the opponent, you can either dodge, knock or push.

Although I was in the river, not a single rain touched me.

Zhang Chou saw his attitude and it made him hate him even more.

No one can be handsome in front of him.

The long sword stabbed Li Xunhuan, and the other hand seemed to accidentally touch the storage bag.

Three unknown black needles fell into the river and moved forward less than 20 centimeters away from the surface of the river.

The black needle was silent and invisible under the cover of rain and river, and its speed was even faster than that of a top-grade magical sword.

At the same time, Zhang Chou's sword control was a little unsteady, but he gritted his teeth and persisted. A trickle of blood flowed out, but was washed away by the rain, as if it had never appeared.

This is his biggest secret, his spiritual awareness is naturally powerful.

During the Qi training stage, one can control one magical weapon, he can control one and a half, and if he tries hard, he can even control two.

It is also because of this that he was able to turn danger into safety many times.

On the other side, Li Xunhuan's eyebrows were twitching. Is there danger?
I almost subconsciously placed the umbrella under my body.

The next moment, the three silk shadows collided with the spiritual power outside the umbrella, and then without slowing down, they broke through the magic power and headed straight for the magic weapon itself.

Li Xun Huan closed his umbrella and flew into the sky, dodging the attack.
This is?

"Golden Needle in the Rain!"

Outside the ring, the monk who had anticipated this said with gritted teeth.

"Fellow Daoist, what is so special about this magical weapon?"

"Special? It's special because it's a Yin weapon. It can only be obtained by refining the skulls of 360 young children. It's specially designed to break the spiritual power of cultivators. It has infinite power."

"Oh, then Li Xun Huan is going to die?"

At this time, Li Xunhuan was running on the river and also discovered the remaining evil aura on the black needle.

On the contrary, Zhang Chou was flying on the river with his sword, his hands behind his back, looking like a master, but his expression was becoming more and more perverted.

He licked his lips and said, regretfully and cruelly,
"Why are you running, buddy? Don't worry, I'm just going to do some painting on your face. It will be quick and painless."

"This is a Yin instrument, made from a living person?" "Fellow Daoist, please give me some advice."

Li Xunhuan no longer listened to the other party's long speech. He thought that his fellow Taoist was a pitiful person, but he also had hateful qualities.

His mind changed very quickly, he took seven steps in the air, turned his body around, and the sword hidden in the umbrella was already in his hand.

"Fellow Daoist, please go to die."

[Six Secrets of Ao Han] to sweep away thousands of troops.

The sword was slender, two fingers wide, and of normal length, but at this moment, there were two layers of huge ice-crystal sword shadows on the surface of the sword.

Each one is bigger than the previous one, and is ten meters long.

The ten-meter-long sword chopped down vertically.

The ten-meter-long ice crystal sword shadow was still growing larger and longer, reaching a full forty meters, and at the same time its color became void.

Zhang Chou widened his eyes. What is this?
Giant swordsmanship?
But isn’t this a spell that only exists in the Foundation Establishment Stage?

Sword light?

How can there be a 40-meter sword beam?
He tried to cut with a sword beam, but there was only a crescent, which shattered on contact.

run.

He leaped back and stepped onto the bridge with his legs bent.

The sword shadow fell and actually cut out a long and thin crack in the river.

The water on the river surface was surging and rising into the sky, just splashing towards Zhang Chou.

Cool to the core.

Li Xunhuan's move naturally did not give the opponent any time to react, and he took the opportunity to truly sweep away the enemy.

The sword shadow cut off the surging river water and also went towards Zhang Chou.

At this time, there was complete silence outside the Ascension Conference. The big man from before opened his mouth wide but could not utter a word.

And in the sky above, Senior Brother Wang and Junior Brother Wu could no longer sit still.

He clearly had spiritual awareness and the ability to sense things, but he was like an ordinary person, lying on the railing of the giant ship and looking down.

Forty-meter sword light?

Be puzzled.

They are foundation-building cultivators and can feel that this is the sword light.

Although it is very similar to the giant sword technique and its power is several times stronger than ordinary sword beams, it is still far from the foundation-building realm.

Senior Brother Wang turned to Junior Brother Wu and asked,
"Junior brother, what do you think?"

"I,"

Junior Brother Wu is proficient in spells and classics. The Qingyuan Sword Technique is a widely circulated Qi training technique in the Huangfeng Valley. Many Qi training monks practice it as a supplementary method to obtain the small magical power of sword light.

But compared with the 40-meter sword in Li Xunhuan's hand at the Ascension Conference,

He thought about it, shook his head and said,
“I didn’t understand it, but I was shocked.”

"Haha, since the two junior brothers from Huangfeng Valley can't understand it, why don't you give this person to our Yanyue Sect?"

As soon as he finished speaking, 12 foundation-building monks appeared on the giant ship. They were the foundation-building monks from the seven sects participating in this Ascension Conference.

The one who spoke was Senior Sister Zhao Jing, the head of Yanyue Sect.

His cultivation has reached the late stage of foundation building.

Senior Brother Wang and Junior Brother Wu did not dare to neglect the gesture. After politely returning the greeting, Senior Brother Wang refused and said,
"Senior Sister Zhao, you are joking. The Ascension Conference allows independent cultivators to make their own choices. How can we make the decision for them?"

Senior Sister Zhao was beautiful, and her palace dress showed off her beautiful figure. She covered her mouth and smiled, saying delicately,
"Junior brother, I am just joking. I am serious. I am moved by the appearance of this young man Li Xunhuan."

Although the monks from other sects did not say anything, they were also staring at Senior Brother Wang closely, and they all wanted to get Li Xunhuan.

A martial arts master on the surface?

Forty-meter sword light?

neither.

He is a 21-year-old genius who has reached the twelfth level of Qi training and has great combat power.

There are many good and bad independent cultivators in the Ascension Conference, but occasionally there are true geniuses.

Li Xunhuan is such a genius.

Senior Brother Wang gritted his teeth and said nothing. There are rules for the Ascension Conference. As long as he doesn't agree, no one can take away.

"Everyone, the fight below isn't over yet."

"Oh? Then let's wait for Li Xunhuan to make his own choice."

(End of this chapter)