Volume 2 Whose Era Chapter 38: Forbidden Sword Technique
In the current battle with Nie Ren, there is no doubt that Wang Chen has already played all his cards.
Without any reservation.
But this does not mean that the Six Paths Sword has only this much power.
The so-called inheritance is a set of systematic techniques.
However, due to lack of cultivation, he cannot use the sword techniques contained in the inheritance.
Wang Chen, who has already had a glimpse of the true meaning of swordsmanship, has already simulated the consequences of forcibly practicing powerful sword techniques countless times.
It is uncertain whether the sword technique can be activated.
But he will definitely die because of forcibly practicing high-level sword techniques!
Even at this moment, he had fallen into an unprecedented desperate situation. Nie Ren was like a deadly mountain that could not be climbed at this time and place.
Even his swordsmanship has reached a high level.
Wang Chen also didn't think he could master that sword technique.
"I guess I'll give it a try."
"What kind of sword technique can be called the Forbidden Sword Technique?"
Wang Chen stared at Nie Ren and said coldly. At this moment, there was no fear in his heart, only indifference.
Once you die, you’re dead.
For a moment, this sacred color illuminated the entire desert.
Whoosh!
A strong wind suddenly arose, and Nie Ren suddenly looked up at the sky. The strong wind blew away the messy hair hanging down on his forehead.
His eyes were red as he stared at the sky , with a look of surprise and doubt.
"Even if you call upon all the gods and Buddhas, they cannot save you!" His eyes flashed and he shouted madly.
The cultivation of the eighth Nirvana burst out with a bang, murderous aura rose into the sky, and transformed into a ferocious demon shadow. A blood-colored sword light fell with a bang, and in the sword energy, it seemed that a ghost general was leading thousands of ghost troops to charge down.
Unparalleled sharpness, full of murderous intent, to kill gods and destroy Buddhas!
In the sky, all the saints and Buddhas seemed to sense the evil spirit and raised their swords together to cleanse the world of evil!
The terrifying sword technique was gathering, and the dark clouds in the sky suddenly turned golden and rolled endlessly.
The hurricane swept up the already soaked sand.
The sword energy annihilated all formed things.
Wang Chen looked up, and countless dazzling golden lights rained down in his eyes!
He suddenly realized.
This is a special kind of sword energy, which brings with it a terrifying breath of destruction. If you are stabbed in the slightest, it will become a wound that will be difficult to heal for the rest of your life!
Crackling.
Under the cover of sword energy, the Qionghua Sect's formation that had existed for thousands of years was like dry and cracked earth, with countless cracks appearing on it.
That's all.
As a cold voice sounded, the blood-red blade light suddenly dissipated.
Nie Ren yelled, "No, let me kill him! It's been ten thousand years. I haven't killed anyone in ten thousand years."
"No!"
He struggled, but was slowly swallowed by nothingness.
Whoosh~
Just like a cool breeze, the golden light in the sky dissipated at the same time.
"The power of this formation can actually stop the sword technique from being activated?" Wang Chen was in a trance.
Before he finished the Forbidden Sword Technique, his true energy was almost exhausted.
Even if the sword technique is activated, the best possible outcome would be mutual destruction.
"After calculations, with the current state of the formation, it cannot withstand the destructive power of your sword technique. Although there is a 99% chance that you will die in the process of condensing the sword technique, the formation cannot take risks. This time, you win." Shi Mei appeared in the field, his voice without any fluctuation.
"Does that mean I win?" Wang Chen didn't believe it. With the strength displayed by Nie Ren, even if the opponent did not have a peerless sword technique like the Forbidden Sword Technique, he would not necessarily be wiped out by the Forbidden Sword Technique. After all, the cultivation level of both parties differed by three levels.
"You are the only one who has passed the third trial in the past 13,000 years. This time, you have six hours to recuperate and then enter the final trial." Shi Mei said again.
The final test...
For some reason, Wang Chen did not feel happy at all about passing the third trial.
The difficulty of this true-level trial is soaring like a rocket.
From being effortless in the first level, to being evenly matched in the second level, to being severely suppressed in the third level.
Nie Ren is too strong, but he is only at the third level.
Not to mention this so-called final trial, no one has ever seen it for many years.
I have been forced into a desperate situation. Now is not the time to waver, otherwise I will be dead.
Because Shi Mei was offline, Wang Chen missed half a sentence, so he felt extremely resentful towards the Qionghua Sect.
In the final trial, there was six hours of breathing time, which was enough time to recover to the best condition. However, Wang Chen still felt aggrieved about not killing Nie Ren and obtaining his spiritual power.
This meant that he would not be able to reach the fifth level of Nirvana during the final trial and narrow the gap between himself and the trial subject.
Five hours had passed outside the trial formation.
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"Why hasn't Captain Jiang come out yet?" Jiang Tianxiong's patience has reached its limit. You know, the trial they just experienced only took three hours.
In particular, when he looked at Du Zida and the other three who were staying obediently in a corner, sitting cross-legged on the ground and constantly absorbing and exhaling spiritual energy to practice in the formation, he became even more anxious.
He didn't have the leisure time to wait here foolishly. After he went out, he heard his colleagues proudly talking about how much benefits they had gained in the Immortal Sect.
"hehe."
This "haha" made Jiang Tianxiong's heart tighten.
"Thank goodness you majored in ice magic, Captain Jiang. Didn't your master tell you that this world can be impetuous, but human hearts cannot be impetuous?" He Jin said with a smile.
"Look, these are my little guys. I'm proud of them."
Jiang Tianxiong looked at the members of He Jin's team who were sitting in various places and breathing in spiritual energy. His breathing suddenly became heavy and rapid, like a cow seeing a red cloth.
Especially the young team members who were sitting upright on the ground and resting and breathing, when they heard He Jin praising them, their faces suddenly straightened and their expressions became solemn and serious.
He Jin smiled calmly, like a high-level monk: "Can you be like me and my team, and sit quietly and practice? How about five hours, five days, or five years?"
"As the saying goes, cultivation is like sailing against the current. If you don't advance, you will retreat. In just five hours, you and your team have already sailed a long way against the current. Do you still want to sit and watch time pass like water, reflecting the outstanding figures of us?"
"He Jin! Only you, a guy who didn't pass the trial, can keep your composure. Stop talking nonsense. If you had passed the trial, you would have jumped up a long time ago. When the formation starts, I will watch the back of you, a loser, being kicked out." Jiang Tianxiong was almost furious.
"Also, your team member was snoring just now. What kind of practice is this?" He was furious, his fingers were shaking as he pointed at the team member who had just fallen asleep.
"Oh, my team members are used to practicing in their dreams."
He Jin was smiling. He was in a very happy mood despite Jiang Tianxiong's rage.
"You!" Jiang Tianxiong wanted to take action.
"This matter is indeed a bit unusual." He Jin's team member suddenly frowned.
These words immediately attracted everyone's attention.
Because it was this team member who just said that Tang Yu had experienced a real trial.
"I remember that Tang Yu didn't stay in the real trial for more than four hours. I also heard that he only passed two levels and failed the third level. When he was teleported out, he was seriously injured. All the wounds were fatal. The people of the Azure Dragon Army never thought that he would be injured like that."
He Jin was stunned for a moment, and even Jiang Tianxiong found it incredible. Even though they were not from the same master's school, Tang Yu's name, who could compete for the title of the first genius in the Northern Territory, had already been well-known.
How could such a terrifying person be seriously injured in the trial?
Moreover, Tang Yu had only been in the trial for four hours, but Jiang Yu had been in it for more than six hours.
Tang Yu’s serious injury meant that he might die if he entered this real trial.
The atmosphere was inexplicably heavy, and Jiang Tianxiong looked at the two ancient immortal characters at the top of the stone tablet with lingering fear.
Although he did not recognize the ancient immortal text, he understood that the two words were Jiang Yu.
"Could it be that he is stalling for time in the trial? But the longer he delays, the lower his evaluation will be. He may even be forced into a dead end and unable to recover."
Jiang Tianxiong’s inner thoughts are a true reflection of most people’s inner thoughts.
The logic is simple. Jiang Yu is far inferior to Tang Yu. Even Tang Yu was seriously injured within four hours. If Jiang Yu did not die, there is only one possibility:
Struggling, escaping and buying time.
