mtl008 Chapter 569 The Spirit Sword Turns Against Its Own
Chapter 569 The Spirit Sword Turns Against Its Own
As Ying Fengyi sensed the sharpness of Jiang He's sword techniques, she pursed her lips, her inner light spirit root faintly heating up. Suddenly, she shouted:
"Ten Thousand Swords! Return to the Origin!"
"Hey, my spirit sword!"
"Something's not right. The protective shield is still there, so how did my sword penetrate it and enter the arena?"
"Have you forgotten? The protective shield of the arena is a combination of high technology and spiritual energy. It can automatically recognize various moves. For some moves that are reasonable in the system, such as the Ten Thousand Swords Return to the Origin, if there are no spiritual swords outside the arena, our spiritual swords can still enter."
"My sword too! I just found it a few days ago, and it was also taken away by the Myriad Swords Return to One sect. Is it coming back again this time?"
"With Hua Lanzheng's move... two-thirds of the cultivators in the arena will probably have their spirit swords summoned away, since most of them don't have very good spirit swords, and their cultivation levels aren't as high as the two of them..."
"That's really something."
"It's okay, it's okay, my greatsword, Mommy bought you insurance, don't be afraid... Ahhhhh I'm going crazy, how can I not be afraid, waa ...
"With so many spirit swords, Hua Lanzheng must have mastered this sword technique to perfection."
"Redwood is really finished now. Let's end the match quickly so I can get my sword back."
More than a thousand swords floated in the air. Ying Fengyi waved his hand, and the swords flew straight towards Jiang He. It was as if all the swords had become light swords in Ying Fengyi's hand in that instant. They approached Jiang He with scorching spiritual energy.
An ice wall rose up in front of Jiang He again, but unfortunately, it vanished into nothingness after a short while, as if it had never existed.
Jiang He lowered her head, the sword in her hand itching to strike.
She pressed down on her sword, and her smile vanished instantly.
That said, her memory has always been excellent:
"Ten thousand swords return to the clan!"
Jiang He had never learned this sword move, but she had a general understanding of it.
Hua Lanzheng's hand seals are not difficult; you can learn them after watching them once.
We're just asking for outside help.
Two-thirds of the swords on the field were summoned away by Hua Lanzheng, so there's still one-third left.
Jiang He finished reading.
The cultivators of the Xiaoyao Sect noticed that the sword in their hands was moving. Long Aotian took the initiative to offer up the Tongtian Sword in his hand. Bai Zhizhou did not often use spirit swords. He and Li Ling were auxiliary cultivators of array formations.
Of course, there was also a top-grade spirit sword. Bai Zhizhou took the spirit sword out of his mustard seed bag and threw it onto the arena.
Li Ling and Zhong Liyu also threw a spirit sword up.
The cultivators below the stage never expected that the first time Ten Thousand Swords Return to the Origin was one thing, but how could there be a second time!
The cultivator whose first spirit sword failed to fly away had already tightly clutched the sword of the cultivator beside him as it left his side, and even put it into his mustard seed pouch.
Now that I've finally taken it out, well, it's gone again.
The members of the Divine Cult below the stage looked at Jiang He, then at Pei Ci. Clearly, many of them were very dissatisfied with Pei Ci's sudden appointment as their leader. The thought of having to obey his command in the final sect competition made them resentful.
What kind of chosen prodigy is he? He only has a light spiritual root, yet he immediately occupied the most important position among the inner disciples of their divine sect, which is the place closest to the gods.
The members of the cult were filled with deep jealousy.
Pei Ci kept his head down, his face still buried in his robes, making it impossible to see his expression. He gazed at the buzzing spirit sword in his hand, his pale chin slightly raised, revealing the lower half of his face covered by clothing, a smile appearing on his lips. He murmured in a hoarse voice:
"Go, go and lend her a hand."
Pei Ci's spirit sword flew out of his hand with a "clang" and landed on the arena.
Jiang He knew she couldn't escape this wave of Ten Thousand Swords Returning to the Source attack.
With so many swords and so much sword energy, dodging is a stretch. The only way to successfully neutralize them is to face them head-on.
Therefore, Jiang He also chose "Ten Thousand Swords Return to One," a head-on confrontation, a move she was familiar with.
Of the spiritual swords held by the cultivators participating in the sect competition, most of the remaining one-third were recruited by Jiang He, while the rest were gathered by Jiang He outside the sect competition.
For example, Li Muhua, who was about 10 kilometers away from the main competition venue, was cultivating well when her sword flew away.
They simply didn't care whether she lived or died.
Quite suddenly, apart from Li Muhua, many cultivators who lived nearby or came to watch the sect competition and experience the atmosphere all had their swords fly out of their hands.
It seems to be heading in the direction of the sect competition...
Ying Fengyi was certain that Jiang He couldn't dodge this attack. Even if Jiang He used the Ten Thousand Swords Return to Origin technique, it wouldn't be enough to stop her offensive.
If so many swords were to pierce her body at the same time, she would surely explode and die.
Ying Fengyi looked at Jiang He with arrogance.
However, she waited and waited, but the scene of Jiang He's death never came.
"You made it? Impossible!"
Ying Fengyi looked in surprise in Jiang He's direction; the sword was coming.
So many swords, how is that possible...?
More than a thousand spirit swords collided with another thousand spirit swords, and the fallen spirit swords seemed to be dead, unable to be summoned again.
The sword Jiang He summoned quickly caught up.
It's the same as "Ten Thousand Swords Return to One".
The more than one thousand spirit swords summoned by Jiang He timely withstood Ying Fengyi's attack, and the two waves of spirit swords collided.
Among them, one spirit sword stood out.
Jiang He quickly recognized the owner of the spirit sword.
Long Aotian's Heaven-Reaching Sword.
Jiang He smiled and looked up at the several top-grade spirit swords.
Everyone's here.
Jiang He smiled broadly, Ying Fengyi's offensive dissipated, and now it was her turn!
With a light tap of her finger, Jiang He instantly caused the more than five hundred spirit swords that were still in the air to flip and fly from above Ying Fengyi's head to above Jiang He's location.
The fact that the spirit swordsmen had all defected left the viewers of the live stream completely bewildered.
Weren't these spirit swords summoned by Hua Lanzheng? How did they end up in Hongmu's territory?
That's strange, absolutely strange!
The spirit swords rebelled. Ying Fengyi was surprised for a second and immediately formed a hand seal. She originally wanted the swords to kill Jiang He, but she didn't expect them to be so uncooperative.