Chapter 137: Ripping Bamboo Sticks
86_86570 In the forbidden space, Wang Ping held the Shadow Xuanguang Sword, suspended in mid-air, looking down at Zhou Cheng.
"Senior Brother Qingyuan, I have to admit that you are indeed very strong, but in order to live up to the expectations of my master, I have no choice but to do so. ”
Although the refiners of the Qi Stage could not fully exert the power of the fourth-order entity divine sword, they were also much more powerful than when using the third-order artifact.
The only drawback is that the consumption rate of mana will rise sharply, so Wang Ping doesn't want to delay time, and plans to rely on the flying advantage of the Spirit Period to defeat Zhou Cheng directly in the air.
Zhou Cheng looked at Wang Ping in the sky calmly, his expression was not a little flustered, and he chuckled: "Senior Brother Wang Ping really thinks that he can beat me like this?"
"If I can't win against you like this, then I've been cultivating for the past twelve years. Wang Ping was full of confidence and calm, he didn't believe that he couldn't win against Zhou Cheng with a fourth-order artifact.
Wang Ping raised the Shadow Xuanguang Sword above his head, pouring mana into it, and a pitch-black light began to wrap around the sword body.
Zheng!
The sword body trembled slightly, the sword roared, and a sword light ran across this white void, and then it turned into thirty-six black sword lights in an instant, levitating behind Wang Ping.
"Senior Brother Qingyuan, it's still too late for you to admit defeat now, otherwise under the Shadow Xuanguang Sword, I can't guarantee that you won't be injured. The corners of Wang Ping's mouth were slightly upturned, and his face showed a little smugness.
Zhou Cheng still praised as before: "It is worthy of being a fourth-order divine sword, and it is indeed extraordinary." ”
still only praised the sword, and did not mention Wang Ping himself.
"I don't know what to do!" Wang Ping was slightly angry in his heart, and shouted in a low voice: "Senior Brother Qingyuan, please rest assured, I have prepared the healing pill, please accept this sword!"
As soon as the words fell, I saw that the thirty-six sword lights trembled in unison, and the sword blades all locked on Zhou Cheng, and then fell like a meteor in a shower!
The dense sword light completely covered that void, forming a sharp contrast with the rest of the white, and the incomparable edge was in line with the laws of heaven and earth, with a Dao rhyme aura that could cut through nothingness.
At this moment, Zhou Cheng even felt that all the Heaven and Earth Yuan Qi around him had turned into an aggressive sword qi!
"What a powerful sword light, such a powerful sword weapon!" Zhou Cheng dispersed the dragon slaying knife in his left hand, only holding the Yitian Sword, and chuckled: "However, it is useless. ”
Zhou Cheng's divine sense communicated a wisp of Dao rhyme in the sea of consciousness, and the Yitian Sword in his hand suddenly shone brightly, the purple qi lingered around the blade, the Taixu Law Manifestation appeared, and an unpredictable, indescribable long sword phantom appeared on the Yitian Sword.
It was so powerful that the power of the sword instantly filled the entire forbidden void, which actually made this void tremble slightly!
The thirty-six sword lights that fell at an extremely fast pace instantly froze in mid-air, as if they had encountered a natural enemy, and began to tremble.
Wang Ping's pupils shrank, his eyes widened, he was horrified, and he no longer had the pride just now, he looked at the phantom of the long sword in Zhou Cheng's hand, and said in a trembling voice: "This kind of coercion, this kind of sword momentum...... This is, Purple, Purple Void Heavenly Immortal Sword!"
As if to vent the horror and horror in his heart, Wang Ping shouted out the five words "Purple Void Heavenly Immortal Sword" hoarsely.
Zhou Cheng waved the long sword in his hand gently, and in an instant, the purple qi was turbulent, too void and sky, and the mighty sword momentum overtook the entire void.
Immediately, Zhou Cheng's eyes froze, and as soon as the blade of the sword turned, a purple sword light slashed towards the thirty-six black sword lights.
The sword light that was differentiated from these Shadow Splitting Profound Light Swords was naturally suppressed by high-level sword weapons, not to mention the Dao Yun aura of the Purple Void Heavenly Immortal Sword.
The thirty-six sword lights didn't resist at all, and they were directly engulfed by the purple sword light.
And in Wang Ping's eyes, this scene is like the division of Hongmeng, the opening of heaven and earth, the unimaginable sword power hit the depths of his heart, only in an instant, his mind collapsed, mana out of control, a stumble, actually fell directly from the sky.
Zhou Cheng was about to take advantage of the victory to pursue, but suddenly felt that the light and shadow in front of him changed, and he instantly transferred the void and returned to the hall of the Sword Casting Hall.
When he raised his eyes, it was Xie Song, who had a gloomy face, and when he looked to the side, he found that Ye Junyu was looking at him with a smile, and Zhou Cheng naturally responded with a smile, indicating that he had won the victory.
"Strength is better than courage, and I also felt the aura of the Dao rhyme of the Purple Void Heavenly Immortal Sword, and it is indeed worthy of its name, and it is worthy of being a disciple of the true Taoist. Xie Song praised Zhou Cheng with a smile, then looked at Wang Ping, who was slumped on the ground, and shouted: "Wang Ping, when are you going to lie down, get up and kneel!"
Zhou Cheng was slightly stunned when he saw this, even if he lost the competition, it wouldn't be like this.
Wang Ping lowered his head, knelt in front of Xie Song, and said, "The disciple lost, and he was willing to be punished if he failed to live up to the teacher's expectations." ”
"Idiot!" Xie Song scolded, slapped a palm on Wang Ping's shoulder, only to hear a bang, the floor of the Sword Casting Hall was directly crushed, and half of Wang Ping's body fell in.
"You still don't understand, why did the teacher make you kneel because you lost?"
Wang Ping sank half of his body to the ground, but he didn't complain at all, he lowered his head and said, "I still hope that the master will give advice." ”
"Hmph!" Xie Song snorted coldly, stomped under his feet, the ground trembled again, Wang Ping's entire body had sunk into the ground, if he was called an ordinary person, it wouldn't take long for him to die.
Xie Song said in a deep voice, "Where's your sword?"
Wang Ping finally understood what Xie Song was talking about at this time, and said with remorse: "Disciple, disciple shouldn't abandon the sword and run away!"
Bang!
Xie Song stomped again, this time shaking Wang Ping out of the ground, and then said to the rest of the disciples: "Take Wang Ping back, don't talk about today's matter." ”
After the disciples took Wang Ping away, Xie Song looked at Zhou Cheng again and said, "Can you ask the virtuous nephew not to tell me the details of today's incident?"
"Senior, do you mean Senior Brother Wang 'abandoned the sword and fled'?" Zhou Cheng said with a smile: "It's not impossible. ”
The Hidden Sword Pavilion is one of the five factions of the sword, and it is definitely a scandal for the disciples in the sect to abandon the sword and flee, even if it can be suppressed, it will definitely have a certain impact on Wang Ping's reputation.
However, this matter is fundamentally irrelevant to Zhou Cheng, it doesn't matter if he says it or not, but it would be a pity if this great bamboo pole is not knocked.
Xie Song obviously understood what Zhou Cheng meant, and his heart was really self-inflicted, but for the sake of his apprentice's reputation, he had to sigh and say, "What do you want?"
Zhou Cheng first glanced at Ye Junyu, and found that the girl in the yellow shirt had already glanced to the side, obviously not wanting to care about this matter, so he said to Xie Song: "Twelve phantom spirit crystals, three taels of Dao Source Spring, five taels of Cold Jade Spring, and five Tianyan Divine Stones......
This time, Zhou Cheng reported 20% of the materials needed to refine the Taixu Return.
However, although the quantity of these materials is not much, the overall value is even more than the seventy percent of the materials that were exchanged for the White Emperor Divine Spear before.
After Xie Chong listened, his face turned a little purple, and he was silent for a long time before gritting his teeth and saying, "Okay! But I only have three Tianyan Divine Stones here, so I will use ......."
"Then you can use twelve dazzling gold threads, or six empty spirit crystals instead. Zhou Cheng answered with a smile on the side.
The reason why he left the finished materials and didn't say them was because he wanted to experience the process of finding the materials by himself, and also because he wanted to avoid the "insufficient" situation of the materials here for Xie Chong.
Xie Chong listened to Zhou Cheng's words, his face was gloomy and almost turned into a piece of charcoal, he took a deep breath, and said in an extremely heavy tone: "Okay!"
Zhou Cheng thanked him: "The juniors thank the seniors for their generosity!"
"Phew!" Xie Chong still couldn't hold back after all, and scolded Xiang Zhou Cheng: "You kid, don't be cheap, and be good!"
At the same time, he put a hand into the void, and then out of nowhere, he dragged a palm-sized bag and threw it to Zhou Cheng.
"Look at it, everything you want is in there. Xie Chong looked distressed.
Is this a storage bag...... Zhou Cheng thought silently in his heart, and at the same time probed his divine sense into it, and sure enough, all the things he said before were all together.
Zhou Cheng put the storage bag into the mustard seed ring, and smiled at Xie Chong: "Uncle Xie, thank you very much!"
"Get out!" Xie Chong scolded angrily.
"Hahaha!" Zhou Cheng laughed a few times, he was in a very happy mood now, and he didn't care about Xie Chong's words or two.
Then in Ye Junyu's eyes full of surprise, he grabbed the girl's wrist, which was as white as jade, and pulled the other party out of the Sword Casting Hall.
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ps: Tomorrow my roommate has a very important exam, and I need to have a good rest, so I can't code the words too late, and the one I owe will make up tomorrow morning, I hope you forgive me