Chapter 133: How many things is this kid hiding? (2/5, please subscribe!)

"How is this possible!"

Seeing his Great Sun Scorching the Sky easily shattered.

A look of disbelief appeared in Xie Luo's eyes.

This was his strongest move.

And it also had the bonus of palm momentum.

Actually, when the killing intent filled the sky, he already had a bad premonition in his heart.

After all, how could a normal person have so much killing intent!

How many people must have been killed?

Hu!

There were also gasps on the stands.

Such a terrifying slaughter sword move was truly unheard of, and it was ridiculously strong.

Even Great Sun Scorching the Sky couldn't block it.

"It's the Profound Heaven Sect's 《Holy Spirit Slaughter Sword Technique》!"

Someone suddenly said.

"So it's that!"

Gasps of cold air sounded, "This is a powerful sword technique infinitely close to Heaven-level, but because it requires a lot of slaughter, it is easy to affect the will and fall into the path of slaughter."

"So all along, not many people have practiced it."

"But once practiced, the power is definitely at the top level of Earth-level martial arts!"

"Xie Luo's 《Divine Fire Bathing Sun Palm》 is certainly powerful, and also high-grade Earth-level, but it still cannot compare to the 《Holy Spirit Slaughter Sword Technique》."

After the introduction.

Everyone suddenly understood.

So that's how it is.

Xie Luo had no time to listen to the discussions around him; he no longer had the casualness and confidence he had at the beginning.

His whole heart was almost in his throat!

Every part of his body was surging with dangerous signals!

This sword!

He couldn't possibly block it!

But this is the martial arts arena, there is no place to hide!

Otherwise, he could have used movement techniques to find an opportunity!

"Damn it, what kind of sword technique is this? Heaven-level? How can it be so strong?"

Xie Luo roared in his heart.

He couldn't bear that the palm technique he had worked so hard to practice to perfection.

Was actually so vulnerable!

But reality is always ruthless and full of bones.

Boom!

The sword reaching the sky slashed down.

The martial arts arena shook!

In an instant, dust and smoke rose.

When the dust and smoke dissipated, the scene inside was revealed.

Xie Luo was still standing in place.

But his appearance was miserable, his body covered in sword marks, as if he had been ravaged by countless sword qi, bleeding non-stop.

Beside him was a shocking scene.

That was a huge gully.

Like a big crack!

The sword reaching the sky was still embedded in it, and the terrifying killing intent, even from far away, was still chilling to the bones and the spirit!

As if before his eyes was a boundless sea of blood, with corpses strewn across the field!

Many people were even so scared they stood up from their chairs, breaking out in cold sweat.

Wah!

Xie Luo spat out a mouthful of blood.

His figure staggered, then his knees softened, and he actually knelt down.

And the direction was facing Meng Zhangqing.

"You!"

Xie Luo was shocked and angry in his heart.

But there was no way.

He knew that this sword was enough to kill him, and it was Meng Zhangqing who held back.

The sword move brushed past him.

But even so, he still couldn't fully withstand it and suffered serious injuries.

Most importantly, those killing intents were like maggots on the bone, constantly affecting his spirit!

Causing his mood to be irritable, his blood to be chaotic, and his true essence to be difficult to stabilize.

Therefore, he couldn't control his whole body.

Meng Zhangqing's expression remained unchanged, indifferent and ruthless.

His mind moved slightly.

The sword reaching the sky shattered, turning into infinite gray sword light, returning to the sword mark on his finger.

This was not the strongest move of the sword technique.

It could only be said to be the middle layer.

But it was already not something that ordinary high-grade Earth-level martial arts could contend with.

Moreover, when he used it, he also used 《Linglong Great Luo Heaven》, amplifying a portion of his true essence.

So it was even less something Xie Luo could withstand.

"Perhaps relying solely on this move, I can step into the top ten."

Meng Zhangqing lowered his hand.

His entire temperament also returned to a calm state.

Looking like an ordinary family Young Master with a handsome face and harmless appearance.

Compared to the master of slaughter appearance just now, it was truly like two different people.

"Winner, Profound Heaven Sect, Meng Zhangqing."

The adjudicator of the Myriad Phenomena Pavilion came back to his senses and said immediately.

"Young Master!!!"

"Young Master is mighty!"

The Meng family members were the first to react, shouting excitedly.

Even constantly winking at the surroundings.

As if saying.

Look at your eyes.

My Young Master is so strong, and he would lose without a doubt?

Didn't the Xie Luo you mentioned, ranked twenty-seventh, also lose in one move?!

The people who were discussing just now suddenly felt a bit embarrassed.

But this matter couldn't be blamed on them.

Who let Meng Zhangqing's popularity not be as high as Xie Luo's.

Their understanding of him was also not deep.

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Hmph!

On the high platform, Duanmu Yang's expression suddenly darkened, his right hand directly shattering the table beside him.

Obvious anger could be seen in his eyes.

This was Xie Luo.

A seedling almost definitely able to enter the top thirty of the Martial Gathering.

But he fell here so early!

In an instant, he looked toward the Profound Heaven Sect's direction, wanting to say 'You guys really hide deep, actually having a disciple who practiced the 《Holy Spirit Slaughter Sword Technique》'!

However, looking over.

He found that the several Peak Masters of the Profound Heaven Sect, including Xi Yingqing, were all in a state of slight surprise.

Clearly, they didn't know either.

Then it was a sudden emergence, a dark horse!

"Damn it!"

"Could it be that heaven really favors the Profound Heaven?"

Duanmu Yang and the Giant Spirit Gate Master Qin Hong looked at each other, their gazes both becoming grave.

Although only a few matches had passed, it was not a good omen.

"Master, is that the 《Holy Spirit Slaughter Sword Technique》?"

Mo Xiaoyu came back to her senses, hurriedly pulling Mo Shukuang's sleeve, asking urgently.

"It... is."

Mo Shukuang took a deep breath.

He knew that Meng Zhangqing was practicing this sword technique, after all, it was taught by Yun Buju, but what he didn't expect was that in such a short time, Meng Zhangqing had actually practiced it to perfection!

This was truly a bit exaggerated!

Was relying on the four layers of living beings in the Punishment Peak enough?

But thinking of Meng Zhangqing's comprehension, plus having already realized... it seemed it could be barely understood.

Subconsciously, Mo Shukuang looked at the other Peak Masters.

Everyone nodded slightly.

"This kid, how many things is he hiding?"

A smile couldn't help but appear on Mo Shukuang's face.

And the other genius disciples, at this moment, finally understood why the Sect Master would praise him like that in the Sect Master's hall.

The 《Holy Spirit Slaughter Sword Technique》 is a first-class existence among the sect's Earth-level martial arts.