Furthermore, at this mont, Chen Qingming gave Ye Tian an aura of evil and eeriness.
Upon closer examination, Chen Qingming conveyed nothing but a sensation of cold and murderous intent, inexplicably like a machine, an emotionless and unfeeling machine.
Of course, by now, Ye Tian couldn’t afford to think too much; he had to face the ’Silent Shattering Finger’!
"Destroy it for !!!"
Ye Tian raised his hand, and the sword shot into the sky, forging ahead with one sword light after another.
A total of 10 swords.
Each sword stronger than the last.
Though said to be 10 swords, in fact, each of these 10 swords was ford and gathered using 199 sword lights.
The 10 sword lights followed each other in succession.
Incredibly sharp.
The wind and clouds seed to liquefy.
The mingling green and silver light seed to uphold rounds of sword light suns.
Ye Tian’s successive 10 swords shocked many people, including the high-ranking mbers of the Divine Martial Academy like Lin Zhenwu, who all thought this sword light was Ye Tian’s ultimate trump card; who would have thought... Could a trump card be unleashed 10 tis instantaneously?
No need for True Qi consumption?
No energy expenditure?
No rest required?
And so on...
Completely beyond the understanding of martial arts.
"Ka..."
After unleashing all 10 sword lights, the half-step King-level sword imdiately dulled and shattered into pieces.
The sword was quite good, but unfortunately, bearing Ye Tian’s current Falling Sword, it was already quite strenuous, let alone handling 10 sword lights at once...
"Chi chi chi chi..."
In mid-air.
The increasingly expanding and thick finger seal halted.
It was pierced by the sword lights one by one.
In the end, when the 10th sword light pierced in, the finger seal shattered to pieces.
This was enough to demonstrate the horror of this Silent Shattering Finger. After all, each of Ye Tian’s sword lights was exerted with full force, yet it took 10 sword lights together to fend off this one finger, truly terrifying.
"You really are the first demon my eyes have ever seen throughout eternity, so you must die!"
Chen Qingming said coldly, "Sacrifice!!!"
The voice hadn’t even faded.
"Yin!"
A dragon’s roar resounded through heaven and earth.
Golden light surged like a tsunami covering the sky and earth.
The golden blinding light suffused everything; whether it was Void, Real Space, or Chaos, it all beca a golden world.
An elusive dragon shadow soared and danced between heaven and earth. For a mont, the entire Divine Martial City began to tremble.
It seed it could shatter into fragnts under the dragon’s majesty at any mont.
Ye Tian watched the front with interest, though he also possessed dragon power, he could be sure that the True Dragon Essence Blood he’d obtained far surpassed the opponent’s by a long shot!!!
Far surpassed.
The golden light boiled.
Like golden flas.
The color deepened, almost becoming orange.
When the color boiled to the extre, a sword suddenly appeared before everyone as if by instantaneous movent.
The sword was covered entirely in golden scales.
Four feet long. Double-edged.
Sharp!
Indescribably sharp...
The sword hung suspended between heaven and earth, and rely the edge of the sword tore everything apart, any nearby space was shredded into fragnts.
On the Divine Martial Field, almost all martial arts practitioners were crazily retreating for their lives.
At the sa ti, lifting their True Qi Gang Shields.
Even so, many martial arts practitioners were nearly dead.
Almost torn into minced at by the sharp aura.
"Is this an Elental Weapon?????"
Lin Zhenwu was truly astonished...
This golden sword was an Elental Weapon!
This was the first ti in Lin Zhenwu’s life seeing an Elental Weapon with his own eyes.
Above Spiritual Artifacts are King’s Weapons.
Above King’s Weapons are True Artifacts.
Above True Artifacts are Elental Weapons.
Generally speaking, in the Middle Martial Plane, only very few top-tier strong people and top-tier demons can use King’s Weapons.
True Artifacts are exceptionally rare.
As for Elental Weapons.
In the Middle Martial Plane, even in the top-tier Middle Martial Plane Songtian Continent, it’s basically impossible to find one.
"What on earth is Chen Qingming’s background?!"
Lin Zhenwu’s whole body went cold, pondering why Chen Qingming had been hiding in the Divine Martial Academy for what purpose?
"Lock on," Chen Qingming commanded.
The sound wave crested, and imdiately, that golden sword suddenly retracted all surging and leaking golden light.
Instantly, the golden light flowed on the sword, nearly liquefying.
Following that, the sword’s tip suddenly discharged a beam of light, descending from the Sky Do toward Ye Tian.
Ye Tian’s body fluctuated, attempting to evade.
But to no avail.
Once locked on, no matter how fast he moved or how strange his movent technique was, it was useless.
"Resign to fate!!! Dying at my true body’s hands is already an infinite honor for you! Moreover, I’m even utilizing the Dragon Prison Sword for you!" Chen Qingming stood like a heavenly god, dominating the sky, looking down upon everything, her eyes coldly fixated on Ye Tian below, as if looking at an ant.
Her voice was the sa as Chen Qingming’s before, yet.
However, the aura, the emotional tone between words, and so on were entirely different.
"True body? So the previous Chen Qingming was just a soul body? Then, at the mont I unleashed the first move of the Desperate Wind and Cloud with my sword, she felt the threat of life and death, thus the true body descended, rging with the soul body!?"
Ye Tian understood.
Everything suddenly beca clear to him.
"Then why did Chen Qingming conceal a soul body for nearly a hundred years at the Divine Martial Academy? What is it exactly?"
Ye Tian thought again, it seed there had to be a treasure within the Divine Martial Academy that Chen Qingming desperately wanted to obtain but dared not act rashly or seize forcibly.
Of course, these thoughts were fleeting within Ye Tian’s mind.
At this very mont.
"Chi..." dropped!!!
The golden light streaming down from the Dragon Prison Sword suddenly fell upon Ye Tian’s body.
At that instant.
"No..." From afar, very far away, Ji Qinghe shouted hoarsely, tears streaming down his face, consud by despair.
Lin Zhenwu’s face likewise turned deathly pale.
It was over.
Everyone knew how strong the Dragon Prison Sword was; previously, when it rely emanated and diffused a hint of its golden light, so dispersed, so diluted, it imbued every one of over a million people at the Divine Martial Field with a sense of fatal threat.
Now, such concentration.
Such brilliance.
Such purity. The Dragon Prison Sword targeted only Ye Tian... How potent must the golden light falling upon Ye Tian be?!
Unimaginable...
Ye Tian is dood!
"Hehe... in the end, death is inevitable, regardless of how demonic you are, dead, you’re just dirt."
From afar, Yu Qiong muttered to herself, gleeful, cruel, resentful, imnsely pleased.
Taking joy in the misfortune of others.
She admitted that Ye Tian’s strength and talent far exceeded her own.
But so what?!!!
Hahaha...
Imdiately, countless eyes, staring intently at Ye Tian.
Those eyes, filled with pity, sighs, regret, schadenfreude, and so on... Different people, with different emotions.
But all knew Ye Tian was about to be torn into void.
"Farewell, with no send-off," Chen Qingming whispered coldly.
However.
A breath...
Two breaths...
Three breaths...
Yet Ye Tian still hadn’t died!!!
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