The Divine Dao Alchemy Emperor
Chapter 635
Everyone was in disbelief; the 81 Infant Spiritual Tier Warriors should have the power to overturn empty rivers and seas, but Ling Han only took out a precious sword, which was very powerful, and it was enough to make the figures of those soldiers tremble as if they were on the verge of collapse.
This was oppression on a completely different level!
"Tier Eight, or maybe even a Level Nine Spiritual Tool!" Shouted someone with a trembling voice.
Spirit Equipment was not an ordinary weapon, but a precious Equipment that, on the basis of being forged from Level Seven precious metals, followed by cultivation by one's martial intent, had the highest strength! The power of this Spirit Equipment was terrifying, and even when held by Flower-level Flower Cultivators, they were able to possess the power of a Spiritual Infant Level.
For example, the qin of Wang Yi Yun definitely had to be a Seventh Level Spirit Tool to be able to release 81 Tier Infant Spiritual warriors. Although they were not physically real, their strength was not inferior to the original, and they were not afraid of death or injury.
And the higher the level of the Spirit Tool, the harder it was to complete. It was because there were so many strong people in this world, and cultivating Spirit Tools would at least be a matter of several dozen years, and as time went on, it would be a matter of some sort, the martial intent within could possibly be removed as well.
… That was unless the Spirit Tool managed to form its own Spirit Tool that would allow it to automatically take in energy from the environment, and ensure that the martial intent inside would not be damaged, either, but it is destroyed only by the destruction of the Spirit Tool itself.
So, when the two of them showed off their high-tier Spirit Tools, this was a huge shock to the masses. It's a display of strength for the party. Otherwise, even if you have a Level Seven or Level Eight precious metal, then what? You will only be able to forge a weapon of this level, but it will not have the power of a Spirit Tool.
A real change in expression finally appeared on Wang Yi Yun's face. The Demon Nativity Sword gave him immense pressure, making him no longer feel as confident as before.
How could a Tier Spiritual Infant lose to a Tier Blooming Flower?
He feels very irritated. When geniuses reached the peak of the Blooming Flower Level, they were indeed able to defeat some low or even medium-level Infant Spiritual Level cultivators, and he was indeed only at the second layer of the Infant Spiritual Level, indeed, but his battle prowess had reached ten Stars, and no matter how he looked at it, he was at absolute advantage in this battle.
He definitely could not allow himself to be feared by his opponent.
His game of qin became even faster, and the tones turned into a powerful army.81 Infant Spiritual Tier warriors instantly regained their heavenly powers as if fresh blood had been pumped into them, and they charged towards Ling Han.
Ling Han, meanwhile, smiled calmly. Followed by the increase in his comprehension level in sword arts, he had finally opened another pattern on the Demon Nativity Sword, and had increased the strength of this Level Ten Spirit Tool on another level.
What kind of concept was a Level 10 Spirit Tool? With the full release of his strength, it was equivalent to the ultimate elite power of a Void Tier!
He waved his sword, and hong, 29 flashes of Sword Qi merged to form a pseudo-Ray. With pu, it slashed the Infant Spiritual Tier warrior. The soldier hastily used his battle spear to fend off, but this pseudo-Ray had been struck by a Level Ten Spirit Tool, a, so the destructive force behind this attack was even more terrifying than the real Ray. The soldier, along with his weapon, was immediately cut in half by this attack.
One strike, and that was enough to kill a Tier Infant Spiritual warrior!
Hissing!
Everyone inhaled sharply; their only thought was that Ling Han was strong to a terrible extent.
If Ling Han was a realm-defying monster like Yao Hui Yue or the Little Sabre King, then they could still accept it. After all, these people had all broken through to the Infant Spiritual Level, and with their battle prowess, they were naturally able to sweep out all opponents at the same cultivation level as them.
The problem was that Ling Han was only at the Blooming Flower Level.
Ling Han continued to brandish his sword nonstop, and one wave meant that one opponent would fall. He was definitely able to stand strong and continue swinging his sword 81 times, and the 81 warriors were completely cut off. Logically speaking, they did not have a physical body, so naturally they should not have any vital points, and should be able to reform even after being cut in half, and continue to struggle.
But the Ray Sword unleashed with the Devil Birth Sword naturally contained the power of a Level Ten Spirit Tool, so how could they reunite? Of course, their only fate was to be wiped out.
"Wa!" Wang Yi Yun spewed out a mouthful of blood, his beautiful eyes filled with shock. He had long since refined this precious qin, so his heart and soul merged with it. Now that the 81 soldiers had been split in two and destroyed, he was also wounded. He felt as if his heart was burning, feeling extremely terrifying.
He was defiant, and with a light pat on his precious qin, weng, a sharp sword shot out from within the qin.
Wang Yi Yum attacked with his sword, and the blade that looked like a string of qin actually turned into a silk thread that charged to wrap around Ling Han. Moreover, it seemed endless; like Blood-Sucking Origin Gold, it could be extended endlessly.
But this sword had yet to be forged from the Golden Origin Sucking Blood, so the Sword Qi and Origin Power he had fired had been merged in an incredible manner, and headed to intertwine Ling Han as if he had spread a huge net over him.
"This is the Wang Clan's ultimate art, the Falling Shadow Twining Silk Sword Technique!"
"Years ago, this was the ultimate art that the Wang Clan's ancestors used to move unhindered in the world. I never imagined that Wang Yi Yun would have learned it already; he truly deserved the title of genius. ”
"Give Wang, cut this brat in half!"
Everyone exclaimed in shock, and more people supported Wang Yi Yun. They naturally hoped that this elf would be able to emerge victorious.
"Interesting," Ling Han murmured, and with a shake of his right hand, a powerful Sword Qi swept out from the Demon Nativity Sword, which easily sliced the sword threads around him. As long as the gap in his strength was not too great, a Level Ten Spirit Tool naturally had an incredible advantage.
Wang Yi Yun soared, his white robe floating around him as if he was a moon elf dancing gracefully. However, each slash of his sword gave rise to a sharp glint of Sword Qi, surging in various arcs towards Ling Han, which made for a strange sight.
Ling Han used the Ninth Heaven Lightning, and his battle prowess soared greatly, reaching fifteen Stars of the Spiritual Infant Tier. He attacked Wang Yi Yun.
Ding, ding, ding, ding. The two swords were at odds with each other endlessly, a terrifying light blooming as a result. Even Flower Blooming cultivators did not dare to stare at the sight continuously, afraid that their eyes would be blinded as a consequence.
Wang Yi Yun paled in surprise. With each exchange, his body would feel numb as if he was electrocuted. The feeling was so terrible that he almost felt almost vomit blood. Even his Origin Power was diverted, and he was unable to unleash his full strength.
In a direct confrontation, he was actually inferior to a Blooming Flower Level cultivator!
One could only say that Thunderclap Ninth Heaven was really too powerful, so powerful that it was able to subdue seriously even a super genius like Wang Yi Yun.
Ling Han dominated Wang Yi Yun in battle, and in just a few dozen moves, his sword was sent flying from his hands.
Wang Yi Yun gritted his teeth, and pulled out a hairpin, throwing it into the air. Instantly, a clear light shone from him, which rapidly enlarged to about ten feet in length, looking like a very strange looking boat.
Ling Han frowned, and said, "If you continue to bother me, I'll punch your ass!"
Wang Yi Yun felt embarrassed and angry, so how could he possibly be willing to listen? He continued to control the hairpin, and Origin Power focused on the tip; it became a ball of light that emitted a terrifying aura as if it was capable of destroying the earth and sky.
"Didn't obey!" Thunder light flickered on Ling Han's body. He had yet to be able to turn into lightning, but his speed had tripled, and in an instant, he appeared above Wang Yi Yun. The Demon Nativity Sword swept out, and attacked directly*** Wang Yi Yun.
"Ah ..." Wang Yi Yun shouted in shock the first —, out of pain, and the second, out of embarrassment.
This man actually dared to hit him!
However, he was still a miracle of this generation. Even in such a situation, he still continued to control the hairpin to fire an attack towards Ling Han. Xiu, a flash of light shot out with incredible destructive power behind him.
Ling Han slashed down at full force, completely shattering this flash of light, yet feeling numbness in his right hand, so much so that he could barely lift it back up. He couldn't help but be surprised. One should know that his physique was shocking, but after facing such an attack, he would feel extremely bad. These hairpins are really amazing.
Pa, pa, pa. He repeatedly punched Wang Yi Yun in the butt.