boyutpedia Chapter 210 The Sword Intent And Sword Intent Of The Universe Are Both Ants!
Chapter 210 The Sword Intent And Sword Intent Of The Universe Are Both Ants!
After defeating Yuan Gang, Wang Xuan was able to return to the spectator seat.
Next, only when it is his turn does he need to continue fighting.
Taking advantage of this time, Wang Xuan is also watching the other competitors' matches carefully.
It is worth mentioning that soon after, the first battle of Wen Jian was also ushered in, and the latter won his first victory without a hitch.
About half an hour later, Wang Xuan's long-awaited World War II arrived.
Wang Xuan's opponent this time is a Tianjiao of the Feng clan.
"The Feng Xiaoxiu of the Feng Clan is not simple, it is said that he has mastered the eight-layer sword intent."
"I remember that in the starry sky competition, the two Tianjiao of the Sword God Clan lost to Wang Xuan in terms of using the sword, which shows that this guy from the Terran race is not bad at using the sword."
"How can those two Tianjiao of the Sword God Clan be compared to Feng Xiaoxiu, although it is said that they have mastered the eight-layer sword intent, but the sword intent mastered by Feng Xiaoxiu is the purest."
"That's right, although they are all big families who practice swords among the ten thousand races in the universe, the sword intent mastered by the Feng clan has always been the purest in the universe."
The Feng Clan represents the most outstanding race in the field of kendo among the ten thousand races in the universe.
As the Tianjiao of the Feng clan, Feng Xiaoxiu is naturally also a master of swordsmanship, and he can know "nine one zero" according to the conversation of the players around him.
Feng Xiaoxiu has mastered the eight-layer sword intent.
Wang Xuan was teleported to the competition platform by the Heavenly Dao.
Opposite him stood a young man with a negative sword whose hair was long enough to cover his eyes.
Feng Xiaoxiu, exuding a sharp aura around his body, formed a vacuum zone around his powerful sword intent.
"It is said that in the Starry Sky Competition, you once defeated Tianjiao, Jian Dust and Sword Ling Ran of the Sword God Clan with your sword.
"I will use the three-foot long sword in my hand to crush your pride."
Feng Xiaoxiu's five fingers opened in vain, and a Xuan Sword swirled around his arm, and the sword intent broke out in vain.
The sword intent condensed around the body into a storm of sword intent, which was extremely turbulent.
The floor of the competition platform was full of crisscrossing sword marks, stretching all the way to Wang Xuan's feet.
"Have you always been so brave?" A meaningful smile appeared on Wang Xuan's face.
The next moment, the mysterious force that bound Wang Xuan's actions dissipated, and Wang Xuan's actions regained freedom.
This also means that the competition begins!
Feng Xiaoxiu became interested in Wang Xuan after hearing about the Starry Sky Competition.
He is a master of using a sword, and naturally wants to distinguish a high and low with Wang Xuan, who is also a master of using a sword.
Feng Xiaoxiu shouted angrily, and his figure suddenly shot out, like a flying lightning, fleeting.
The toes braked sharply, the figure stopped sharply, and a sword swept out, and the sword light suddenly flew out, as if to cut off Wang Xuan's waist.
A huge sword intent also swept out from all around, mighty and mighty, like a torrent.
Wang Xuan's eyes flickered, and his figure stood still, as if he had not yet come to his senses.
But just when Feng Xiaoxiu thought that he had solved it easily with the sword.
Wang Xuan's body suddenly had a sword intent whistling and sweeping out, like a flash flood and tsunami, pouring out frantically.
A Xuan Sword soared into the sky, as if it wanted to shatter the Heavenly Court before it would stop.
The dazzling and brilliant light of the heavenly dome naturally fell and fell straight down.
Wang Xuan Yi held the Liu Xia sword lightly in his hand, and a domineering sword intent burst out.
A sword swung out gently, but the void emitted subtle ripples.
In the next moment, a huge sword intent like a torrent rolled out, crushing away with a huge momentum of destruction and decay.
The ground of the jousting platform crumbled inch by inch.
"Such a powerful sword intent."
Feng Xiaoxiu raised his head in shock, his eyes shocked.
His sword moves, sword intent, were all broken.
In the face of this force, Feng Xiaoxiu looked extremely small, he was like a canoe in the endless angry waves, which would be swallowed by the terrifying waves at any time.
His own sword intent, compared with the sword intent emanating from Wang Xuan, is simply one heaven and one earth, and the gap is too big.
"Heaven-shattering Excalibur!"
Feng Xiaoxiu's inner arrogance was instantly aroused.
He was a great celestial arrogant, how could he lose to Wang Xuan in terms of sword intent.
Feng Xiaoxiu's body exuded a strong sword intent, his long hair danced wildly, and the three-foot Qingfeng in his hand was constantly trembling.
"Go!"
Feng Xiaoxiu drank lightly, and the three-foot Qingfeng suddenly turned into a stream of light and flew out.
The sword body was wrapped in a surging aura, and the wisps of violent thunder were also lingering in it, filled with the aura of destruction.
The great pressure swept in all directions, and this sword seemed to pierce through the void.
Wang Xuan's eyes seemed to exude starlight, incomparably deep.
Liu Xia's sword trembled continuously, and it seemed to be pregnant with a terrifying power.
The palpitating breath spread, a broken sound was heard in the void, and a strong wind rose on the flat ground.
The sword that whistled and flew in mid-air was also hovering in mid-air, seemingly restrained by an even more powerful force, unable to advance.
The three-foot Qingfeng hovering in mid-air trembled violently, only a few crisp sounds were heard, and cracks spread all over the sword, as if it could not withstand the inexplicable pressure.
"What?!"
Feng Xiaoxiu exclaimed, his pupils shrank, and he took a step back in horror.
On the other side, I saw Wang Xuan holding the Liu Xia sword and walking out in one step.
The huge sword intent surged like a tsunami.
The invisible sword intent was like a boiling volcano, erupting and mighty.
Finally, the three-foot Qingfeng hovering in mid-air could no longer bear it, and it broke into several pieces on the spot, shooting in all directions, or deeply embedded in the competition platform.
"Barbarian Holy Sword."
The void qi in Wang Xuan's body poured into Liu Xia's sword.
A crisp long roar came out, and the entire competition platform seemed to be split in two by the Excalibur and broken.
Wang Xuan Yi's sword was cut out.
As if it had been piled up for tens of millions of years, the sword intent roared away, condensing into a fierce dragon of sword intent in mid-air, and the momentum was extremely terrifying.
The void seemed to have the sound of an angry dragon roaring, roaring angrily.
Rumble!
Feng Xiaoxiu flew out upside down on the spot, looking incredulous.
He fell heavily under the competition stage, the qi and blood in his body tumbled, he snorted, and his face turned pale with blood spilling from the corner of his mouth.
He could clearly feel that this sword, Wang Xuan had deliberately retracted the power, otherwise, the power caused by this sword would not be so light.
The power that erupted at that moment made Feng Xiaoxiu feel as if the void was about to shatter.
"What kind of sword intent has this guy mastered, I can't even feel it, it's terrible!"
"Among the ten thousand races of the universe, how can there be an existence that can master such a terrifying sword intent!"
That sword intent, Feng Xiaoxiu even thought that it could not exist in the universe, it was really terrifying.
At this moment, he finally knew what kind of opponent he was facing.0
I'm afraid, in terms of comprehension of sword intent, no one can compare to this guy!
In this battle, Wang Xuan won!
【Ding Ding Ding——】
[You defeated Feng Xiaoxiu and repaired to a random drop worker.]
【Congratulations, you have obtained 25 years of cultivation】
[You get a wisp of sword intent]
[You get a wisp of sword intent]
[You get a wisp of sword intent]
Wang Xuan's body was filled with palpitating terrifying power, the immortal golden bone loomed, and the rich golden light reflected the whole body, blazing like the blazing sun.
His kendo has also become more and more sophisticated.
Wang Xuan was teleported back to the viewing seat, sat in his seat, closed his eyes and recuperated.
The next round is Wang Xuan's vacuum period, but Wen Jian, who is sitting on the side, ushered in his second battle.
Only after Wen Jian came back did Tian Xuan slowly open his eyes.
"How does it feel?"
Wang Xuan looked at Wen Jian and asked.
"Fortunately, there is no danger, and it can be regarded as another round down." Wen Jian looked calm and said lightly.
Wang Xuan nodded.
For him, in this most grand competition in the universe, he faced the most brilliant heavenly pride of all races in the universe, and every victory he won was "extremely difficult."
Similarly, being able to persevere, Wen Jian's heart is also extremely excited.
In the third round of the Wanzu competition, Wang Xuan has won two consecutive games and won a crushing victory with absolute strength.
At this moment, all the contestants were secretly observing Wang Xuan and analyzing his strength.
"This guy has won two games, and he has crushed the second kill, and he has not tried to find out what the real strength of this guy has reached."
"In terms of physical strength, he has already crushed Yuan Gang, but he didn't expect that he would also crush Feng Xiaoxiu in terms of sword intent, and the arrogance of this human race is really terrifying.
"Fang Cai, I have been observing, and the battle between him and Feng Xiaozhan has seen some clues."
"Feng Xiaoxiu, who has mastered the eight-layer sword intent, can be crushed to the point where 3.2 can't fight back, then it means that Wang Xuan is likely to have mastered the nine-layer sword intent!"
"Shhh! Nine layers of sword intent! In the entire vast universe, I haven't heard of anyone who has mastered the nine-layer sword intent!"
"The strongest Tianjiao of this Terran race won't really be that strong."
"Don't forget this guy's performance in the starry sky competition, he is likely to be the Great Competition of Ten Thousand Races!"
"This guy, he won't also kill the Ten Thousand Races Dabi."
"When you meet him, you must not keep your hands."
"Hu Dian to Wei Yang."
"Joli to Twilight Qingyun."
Wang Xuan vs. Blade Xinghong.
After resting for about half an hour, Wang Xuan ushered in his third battle.
Wen Jian collected the news from the inquiry and introduced the analysis for Wang Xuan.
"This Blade Xinghong is the same as Feng Xiaoxiu just now, but the former is from the Liver Ming Eye Clan."
"This Bright Moon Clan is the most brilliant race in the realm of sword intent in the universe, and this Blade Xinghong is even said to have mastered the eight-layer high-level circle satisfaction, which is a grade stronger than that Xiao Xiu.
"But for you, it's not a problem at all."