Chapter 142: Sword Overlord Bloodline
The power of Xiao Yi's finger just now was so terrifying that it was even a little beyond the scope of upper-level martial arts.
This made Wang Qian's heart feel extremely shocked.
Could it be that Xiao Yi, that little brute, couldn't succeed in cultivating a king-level martial arts.
However, such thoughts were quickly and completely abandoned by him.
The king-level martial arts are extremely precious, and even Tianshui Academy can't find a complete one.
How could a little person like Xiao Yi from Flying Eagle City have a king-level martial arts?
"This should be an upper-level martial art, but it was thoroughly practiced by that little beast, and that little beast's body is extremely powerful, so it exerts such great power. Wang Qian couldn't help but guess in his heart.
He naturally didn't know that what Xiao Yi had just performed was the ring fingering technique in the Phantom Sutra.
Even Xiao Yi himself was taken aback by the power of this ring fingering technique.
"This fingering technique is too strong, isn't it! Just now, I just used less than thirty percent of my power, and I already have such terrifying destructive power, if I use it with all my might, maybe even a treasure-level weapon can poke a hole. Xiao Yi couldn't help but sigh in his heart.
The ring finger technique in the Phantom Sutra, although he only controlled a trace of the skin, and he didn't even reach the first glimpse of the door, but he was already as strong as this.
If one day, he cultivated this fingering technique to a small level, how terrifying would it be?
This is simply unimaginable.
"When did Xiao Yi cultivate that martial art?" At this time, the Ten Elders' faces were also full of surprise.
He only knew that Xiao Yi had selected the three martial arts of Qingfeng Step, Xuanfeng Shadowless Leg and Phantom Sutra in the Martial Arts Hall, and he didn't know that he had also cultivated other martial arts.
"This fingering technique is extremely powerful, even in the martial arts hall of the outer courtyard, there are few martial arts that can be compared to it, it is difficult to do it. The Ten Elders' figure trembled suddenly, and a thought involuntarily popped up in his mind.
Could this finger be Xiao Yi's comprehension from the Phantom Sutra?
"No, this shouldn't be possible, even the previous deans of the Phantom Sutra can't comprehend, although Xiao Yi's martial arts talent is high, it is impossible to comprehend something in such a short period of time, what he cultivates should be another unknown martial arts. "However, the Ten Elders are very
I quickly dismissed my thoughts.
After all, the time for Xiao Yi to obtain the Phantom Sutra was too short, only about a month. And in this month, he has to cultivate Qingfeng Step again
and Xuanfeng Shadowless Legs, there is no time to comprehend other martial arts.
"Damn, how can this be?" On the battle platform, Wang Lung's face became even more ugly than that of a dead man, and he couldn't believe the facts in front of him for a moment.
The dripping sword technique that he was proud of was not only cracked by Xiao Yi, but even the Golden Autumn Sword in his hand was destroyed by Xiao Yi.
This was hard for him to accept.
Why, Xiao Yi's strength is so strong?
"What is the first master of freshmen, it's nothing more than that. After Xiao Yi broke Wang Lung's sword with one finger, the corners of his mouth couldn't help but flash a hint of ridicule.
Sou.
The next moment, Xiao Yi's figure flashed, and he took the initiative to attack Wang Lung.
Wang Lung wanted to put him to death three times and twice, so Xiao Yi must avenge this revenge today.
Hiss.
In an instant, an incomparably fierce wind swept out of Xiao Yi's right leg and slashed towards Wang Lung like a heavenly sword.
Wang Lung suddenly woke up from the shock, and his body flashed repeatedly, trying to avoid these winds.
It's just that his speed is still a beat slower, and he is swept by one of the winds.
There was a loud bang.
Wang Lung's body was actually extremely strong, like a sharp sword, Xiao Yi's Gangfeng only made a cut on it, and it did not cause him substantial damage.
Rao is like this, the purple and gold robe on Wang Lung's body was also suddenly dyed red with blood, and the whole person was disheveled, looking embarrassed.
"Little brute, give me death. At this moment, Wang Lung was completely enraged. ,
His eyes were blood-red, and his expression was extremely hideous, like a fierce beast from the primeval world, exuding a chilling aura.
Growing up, he had never been so embarrassed as he is today.
He is talented, and it is rare to meet an opponent in the same rank, but now, he was injured by a guy whose cultivation is not as good as his own.
This is definitely a great shame for him.
Buzz.
In the next moment, a piercing sword roar came out from behind Wang Lung, as if it was about to pierce everyone's eardrums.
Xiao Yi saw that behind Wang Lung, there was a blood-colored light blooming, which quickly condensed into a sword more than half a zhang long.
This blood sword, the whole body is like a blood cast, exuding an extremely terrifying and fierce aura, giving people an extremely domineering and demonic feeling.
"It's the blood of the sword. ”
"Senior Brother Wang Long has finally moved to get serious. ”
"Being able to force Senior Brother Wang Long to this point, Xiao Yi is definitely worthy of pride, but unfortunately, he has ended here. Many students exclaimed.
"Little brute, I can't save it today. Wang Lung held the blood sword behind him in his hand, and the whole person flew wildly, as if he had lost his mind, and said coldly to Xiao Yi.
Hiss.
The next moment, Wang Lung made a move.
He once again performed the Dripping Sword Technique, but this time it was several times more powerful than the last time.
The blood sword in his hand released a terrifying sharp aura all over his body, as if even the void could be split, and he came to Xiao Yi in an instant.
"Not good. The faces of the Ten Elders, Bai Xin and the others changed drastically, and their eyes were full of anxiety and worry.
Because, Wang Lung's sword was so terrifying that even some martial artists who had just stepped into the True Qi Realm would be difficult to resist at all.
The bloodline ranked eighth on the earth blood list is not just for fun, it can definitely help Wang Lung leapfrog and kill the enemy.
"It's kind of interesting. It's just that in the face of Wang Lung's ultimate killing move, Xiao Yi not only did not panic, but seemed extremely excited.
All along, the opponents he met were too weak to get him to give it their all.
And this Wang Lung was barely able to make him take it seriously.
Puff puff puff.
Just when the blood sword in Wang Lung's hand was about to slash Xiao Yi, Xiao Yi finally made a move.
The index finger of his right hand stabbed forward suddenly, and it instantly turned into two in the air, stabbing towards the blood sword in Wang Lung's hand one after the other.
There was a loud bang.
A dazzling burst of blood suddenly bloomed between the two of them, drowning their figures in unison.
"Xiao Yi is dead. ”
"Senior Brother Wang Long killed him, will he be punished!"
"How could it be? This is Xiao Yi's own fault, and he is not sorry to die at all. At this moment, many students couldn't help but discuss, as if they had seen the scene where Xiao Yi was killed.