Immortal Martial God

Chapter 281 An Invisible Sword

After Old Man Tian's face disappeared, all the people were excited, and the blood in everyone's bones was ignited.

"Damn his grandmother's The Profound Sky Sect! Even if the Haoran Sect loses, this daddy will still stay for the rest of his life and will never give up his homeland!"

"That's right, this is my hometown! I don't care if my hometown's martial world is strong or not!"

"Screw you, Heavenly Profound Sect! Get out of Blue Tide Continent!"

"That's right, that's the feeling!" Xiang Nan felt his blood boil. He clenched his fists tightly. This was the feeling!

This feeling was called belonging! It's called motivation!

At that moment, all the contestants had forgotten their fear and their battle intent was monstrous!

"Hahahaha!" A thunderous laugh came from the valley. Xiang Long crossed his arms and laughed arrogantly, "The scene is quite touching, but it's useless to just talk."

"No matter how you shout slogans, you are still just a bunch of trash!"

Someone shouted, "You bastard, I'm going to kill you!"

Xiang Long laughed even more arrogantly, "If I dare to enter the Tiger's Cave, I never thought of leaving alive! But even before I die, I still want to win the championship and kill you bunch of clowns!"

In the sky, the commander struggled for a long time before finally deciding to withdraw his troops. He said to Elder Shi Beihong, "I hope you won't disappoint Haojing, don't disappoint the Heavenly Dao Old Man."

As soon as he finished speaking, the flaming legion swept the flaming clouds northward.

And from this moment onwards, the Nature Sect had fallen into the greatest crisis of trust, gambling on the dignity of the Haotian Empire 's martial practitioners, gambling on the trust of the Haotian Old Man. No matter what, they had to win!

"Let's continue!" In the sky, Elder Shi Beihong shouted.

During the ten battles of the day, everyone fought extremely hard and ended the curtain smoothly.

On the third day, the Top 50 Arena Tournament continued. The process of the tournament was almost halfway through.

The one participating in today's competition was Murong Wanqing, who had won the 22nd place. She defeated her opponent by an overwhelming margin and successfully advanced to the top 50.

In the third match in the afternoon, Li Qingchuan appeared on the stage.

Li Qingchuan's opponent was a black-robed man!

"It's broken!" Xiang Nan and the others felt their hearts sink.

After Li Qingchuan saw his opponent, his pupils suddenly contracted. He gritted his teeth and forced a smile, "My luck is really good."

"Ahhh! Oh my God, why is there still a disciple of the Heavenly Profound Sect!" The audience exclaimed in unison.

"How many are there! This is already the third one that has appeared."

With the appearance of the third Heavenly Profound Sect disciple, the confidence of all the spectators collapsed!

A single Xiang Long was already that strong, and now there was a third powerful person!

"White Sword Sect, Li Qingchuan!" Li Qingchuan raised his sword.

The black-clothed man was a skinny hook-nosed man. His face was as thin as bones, like dried tree bark.

"Sky Profound Sect, Spread out." The skinny hook nose reported to his sect.

"Indeed, they are from the Profound Sky Sect." Li Qingchuan gritted his teeth.

"Qing Chuan!" Xiang Nan rushed to the edge of the arena and shouted, "If you can't beat him, don't force yourself! You're only at the second level of Origin Return, he's at the fifth level of Origin Return! Surrendering isn't embarrassing."

Li Qingchuan turned around and smiled at Xiang Nan. "Don't worry, I know what to do."

"Shit, he definitely won't surrender." Xiang Nan thought in his heart, extremely worried.

"Let the competition begin." The referee gave the order for the match.

Li Qingchuan pointed the tip of his sword at Spread out and said, "Show me your weapon!"

Spread out didn't show any expression, but his thin face looked like a ghost. It was extremely terrifying. He said in a hoarse voice, "If you want to see my sword, you have to exchange it for your life."

"Blow your own trumpet!" Li Qingchuan took a step forward and slashed down the sword in his hand!

A half-moon sword light flew towards Spread out, sticking to the ground.

The foundation of this sword strike was very solid, and the strength of the sword radiance was quite deep. However, the only thing that wasn't enough was the realm.

When the sword light flew ten meters in front of Spread out, it suddenly split into two!

"Huh? What kind of martial skill is this?" The spectators in the spectator stands and the contestants watching the match below the arena were all stunned.

However, only a few true experts could tell that Li Qingchuan's sword light was not separated by himself, but cut apart!

Facts have proved that this is indeed the case!

After Li Qingchuan's sword light separated, it swished towards both sides and finally sliced into the surface of the arena.

At this moment, everyone woke up from their dreams, their faces filled with disbelief.

"How did he cut through Li Qingchuan's sword light? He hasn't even seen a single move."

"Damn it, that hook nose is so fast!"

Li Qingchuan sucked in a breath of cold air and gritted his teeth. "Not bad, it's very fast. Try this move again."

As he spoke, Li Qingchuan hacked out one first. The half-moon sword light flew away, followed by the second and third swords.

The two sword lights behind him quickly caught up to the first, and the three sword lights crossed into a triangle.

That Spread out was still expressionless as he walked towards Li Qingchuan with his hands behind his back.

The triangular sword radiance quickly arrived, but it silently split into six sections at a distance of ten meters! Those broken sword lights brushed past Spread out 's body without touching him at all.

"What's going on?" Li Qingchuan began to breathe and said, "This guy's speed is too fast. I haven't even seen his arm move."

What did he use to cut through my sword light? "Using Yuan Qi?"

Li Qingchuan forcefully grabbed his sword and rushed towards Spread out.

Spread out continued walking. When Li Qingchuan rushed ten meters in front of him

Chi!

A string of blood flowers suddenly rose from Li Qingchuan's chest! Immediately after, the man soared into the air and flew backwards.

Looking at his chest, his front was already cut open by a strange sword mark, and there was a long sword wound on his chest!

Many of the contestants were stunned.

Ten meters! It was as if there was an invisible barrier within ten meters of them, and nothing could pass through that distance.

"Qing Chuan, quickly admit defeat. It's impossible to win." Mo Hai also frowned and persuaded.

Li Qingchuan fell to the ground and lay on the ground. He gritted his teeth and smiled, "Then … how can that be … In the end, he didn't even touch his body and had to admit defeat."

"I can't afford to lose this person."

"I know I can't win, but I have to at least touch him."

Spread out had already walked over and was still fifteen meters away from Li Qingchuan.

Li Qingchuan jumped up and shouted, "Try this move of mine and see if you can catch me!"

After saying that, Li Qingchuan's body swayed and he suddenly split into two shadows and flanked them from left to right.

"This is" Xiang Nan's heart stirred.

Mo Hai said, "This is Qing Chuan's trump card, Shadow Severing."