Swoosh!
The arena was filled with thousands of sword techniques, all aid once again at Gongsun Tianjue, in the incredulous eyes of the crowd.
Gongsun Tianjue, who had just found an opportunity to counterattack, hastily gathered his Spiritual Power to prepare for defense.
Although these thousands of sword techniques were chaotic and unstructured, with Chu Fengmian’s application, they had beco increasingly proficient.
Compared to the beginning, they were entirely different; even if he didn’t defend, rely withstanding them would lead to certain defeat.
"Boom! Boom! Boom!"
Gongsun Tianjue gathered his blades once more to defend, and this ti, a struggle was evident on his face.
Clearly, his Spiritual Power was beginning to strain.
Although defending against the sword techniques didn’t consu much of his Spiritual Power, he couldn’t withstand Chu Fengmian’s relentless barrage of sword techniques.
Gongsun Tianjue continually used his Spiritual Power for defense, and particularly against these thousands of sword techniques, defending them exhausted him greatly.
"How could Chu Fengmian’s Spiritual Power be so abundant?"
The disdain and ridicule in the eyes of Jian Zhanxian, Huang Wu, and others had vanished when looking at Chu Fengmian.
In their place was an extrely focused expression.
Indeed, Chu Fengmian’s fighting style could be described as extrely insane and chaotic.
Yet, it wasn’t without power; such abundant Spiritual Power indeed allowed him to suppress seamlessly, giving no room for Gongsun Tianjue to counterattack.
No matter how strong Gongsun Tianjue was, he had no ans to strike back proactively, only continued consumption of his Spiritual Power.
This tactic was usually reserved for toying with weaker opponents.
Who could have imagined that Chu Fengmian of the Divine Martial Realm possessed Spiritual Power more abundant than countless emperors?
"This kid is truly bizarre."
Huang Wu curled his lips and said.
On the arena, everyone could see clearly that Chu Fengmian did not stop even once, let alone use Spiritual dicine to replenish his Spiritual Power.
It could be said that his Spiritual Power was at an unimaginable level.
However, everyone present were geniuses of the Nine Domains, and knowing Chu Fengmian’s secret, they already prepared a strategy in their hearts.
To deal with Chu Fengmian, there could be no delay; it must be quick and decisive.
If Gongsun Tianjue hadn’t hesitated at the beginning and directly attacked Chu Fengmian, he could have managed.
At that ti, Gongsun Tianjue was at full strength, in optimal condition, even enduring a few sword techniques would pose no problem.
But now, with most of his Spiritual Power depleted, he didn’t even have the opportunity to forcefully counterattack.
He could only passively defend.
The only chance now for Gongsun Tianjue was to await the mont when Chu Fengmian’s Spiritual Power was exhausted to counter-kill.
However, Chu Fengmian evidently wouldn’t give him such an opportunity.
The explosions and roars on the arena gradually diminished.
After defending against these thousands of sword techniques, Gongsun Tianjue’s face was no longer as proud as before.
His Spiritual Power had already been largely depleted, especially due to being continuously oppressed in the battle, which left Gongsun Tianjue utterly furious.
When the thousands of sword techniques were finally blocked, Gongsun Tianjue did not hesitate, stepping forward to prepare a counterattack.
But no sooner had he raised his head than thousands of sword techniques ca crashing down from above again.
"Continue."
A relaxed smile appeared on the corner of Chu Fengmian’s mouth.
Seeing the thousands of sword techniques being blocked, he again wielded his Spirit Sword, unleashing thousands of sword techniques to attack Gongsun Tianjue once more.
"Heavens, there’s more..."
"Is Chu Fengmian’s Spiritual Power endless?"
Witnessing this scene, the martial artists present were all stupefied, fear filling their eyes.
This level of Spiritual Power consumption would have exhausted even a supre ancestor by now.
Yet, Chu Fengmian still seed at ease, deliberately waiting for Gongsun Tianjue to finish blocking before launching another wave of sword techniques.
"How can this be! How can this be!"
Gongsun Tianjue raised his head, and seeing the thousands of sword techniques descending once more, he almost thought he was hallucinating.
This kind of Spiritual Power expenditure would have drained even ten of Gongsun Tianjue entirely.
Yet here was Chu Fengmian with remaining Spiritual Power, seemingly infinite.
While it was true that a martial artist’s Spiritual Power was more abundant than ordinary people, it shouldn’t be exaggerated to this extent.
He kept defending against Chu Fengmian’s sword techniques to the brink of exhaustion, yet Chu Fengmian seed unfazed.
But before he could think any further, the sky filled with sword techniques descended once more, forcing him to instinctively gather his Spiritual Power for defense.
Tianjue’s power transford into a barrier in front of Gongsun Tianjue, staunchly resisting the onslaught of these thousands of sword techniques.
"Boom! Boom! Boom!"
After a full minute, when cracks appeared on the barrier before Gongsun Tianjue, almost on the verge of breaking, the thousands of sword techniques finally began to cease.
"It was blocked."
"He blocked it all."
Watching Gongsun Tianjue defend once again, everyone was marveled.
Regardless of Gongsun Tianjue’s disheveled state now, he had still managed to withstand such terrifying sword techniques.
At this mont, countless gazes turned towards Chu Fengmian.
Seeing Chu Fengmian, rcilessly raising his Spirit Sword again.
Once again, thousands of sword techniques gathered and were launched from the Spirit Sword in Chu Fengmian’s hand.
As thousands of sword techniques descended again, the barrier before Gongsun Tianjue shattered instantly, and his body was virtually devoid of any Spiritual Power.
Pierced by these thousands of sword techniques, he fell on the spot.
"Tianjue!"
"Senior Brother Tianjue!"
Disciples of the Ancient Moon Gorge shouted loudly.
Gongsun Tianjue, the Chief Disciple of the Ancient Moon Gorge with the Divine Body, had fallen in the hands of Chu Fengmian just like that.
Moreover, he was oppressed by Chu Fengmian, relentlessly until he was exhausted of all Spiritual Power.
No one could have predicted this outco.
Even those martial artists who anticipated Chu Fengmian might win did not expect him to win so effortlessly.
Chu Fengmian stood high above the arena, incessantly launching sword techniques, causing Gongsun Tianjue to defend until he could no longer.
This ease was comparable to when the Demon Emperor annihilated Wu Hongtian, not a whit inferior.
"Chu Fengmian, my Ancient Moon Gorge will certainly kill you!"
An exalted ancestor from the Ancient Moon Gorge shouted angrily at Chu Fengmian.
"Is that so? Ancient Moon Gorge, I will sooner or later flatten it."
Chu Fengmian sneered disdainfully, then with a wave of his hand, Gongsun Tianjue’s essence blood was devoured, rging into the Divine Tree.
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