Chapter 329: That Sword, Illuminated the Entire Holy Mountain! (Seeking Monthly Tickets)

When her Dao Embryo was shattered, Lin Qingying felt as if her internal organs had been emptied, a violent tearing pain reaching the depths of her soul, but she gritted her teeth, not letting out a miserable cry to satisfy her opponent.

If Master were here, she would definitely notice the anomaly here, and she would be saved.

Sorrow appeared in her eyes as she looked towards the Semi-Saint Elders, but she saw faces with various expressions, some with pity, some with regret, some with indifference, but all were aloof, as if looking down on everything.

However, those expressions undoubtedly told her that Holy Son Haoyue's little tricks had not escaped their notice.

But why didn't they stop it?

Lin Qingying was stunned, suddenly feeling a chill as if her whole body's blood had congealed.

Was it just because she wasn't their disciple?

Or were they considering Holy Son Haoyue's master, Sword Saint's, face?

Lin Qingying also saw the Sword Saint she admired in her heart, but the other party remained unmoved, as if unaware, and at this moment, she suddenly understood.

In just this short breath, the warmth of the past seemed to be shattered, and she suddenly touched the underlying color of the world, cold and ruthless interests.

Compared to Holy Son Haoyue, who had a greater hope of becoming a Saint, if she could be a stepping stone for him, forging his invincible Dao Heart, then being destroyed was also worthwhile?

No wonder the other party dared to act so ruthlessly on the battle stage, it turned out he had seen through this point long ago.

He harmed a fellow disciple in secret, he was wrong, he violated the rules of the Holy Land, he was wrong, but after this battle, he could reach a higher level and have hope of becoming the Holy Land's third Saint in the future!

And she, who was crippled, would be forgotten. She had no backing, and although her grandfather was a high-level alchemist, at this level, he could basically be ignored.

It turned out, no one cared about right or wrong.

Those above were indifferent, and those below couldn't see clearly.

The tearing pain of her shattered Dao Embryo didn't make Lin Qingying shed tears, but at this moment, tears of pain welled up in the corners of Lin Qingying's eyes.

She suddenly felt a heart-wrenching despair.

But suddenly, a loud roar came, as if shaking the soul!

Lin Qingying looked up and towards the source of the sound, and saw that familiar young face, but now it was filled with fury, his hair standing on end in anger.

That face, which was usually always smiling, indifferent to everything, could also get angry.

Lin Qingying saw the anger in those dark eyes, and suddenly, her cold heart felt like a warm current flowed in, and she suddenly felt that the world had regained its color.

"Hmm?"

Holy Son Haoyue heard the roar in his ears, glanced over, but was too lazy to pay attention, instead he retracted his sword, and then suddenly slashed out again.

"My beloved, destroying you, I am also forced to. Not only your Dao Embryo, but also your most proud Sword Dao, I can only shatter it as well, only then can it hurt me deeply enough!"

Holy Son Haoyue raised the sword in his hand, and a vast and perfect Sword Intent condensed on the sword light, it was the Sun and Moon Sword Intent, and it had a tendency to reflect heaven and earth, the Sword Intent was dazzling, the sword momentum was like the great sun in the sky, making everyone feel small.

"That's the Sun and Moon Sword Intent!"

"Is this Holy Son Haoyue's Sword Intent? It actually has a feeling of encompassing all things."

"I see the shadow of Water element Sword Dao and Fire element Sword Dao within it."

"No wonder he often talks about minor paths, compared to his Sword Intent, my Sword Intent is indeed biased."

As the vast sword momentum hung in the air, countless people were shocked, including many Holy Sons and Holy Daughters on the Holy Platform, they were also shocked, feeling as if their minds were being plundered by the other party.

It was like holding a withered branch, but glimpsing a green mountain, suddenly feeling their own insignificance.

The withered branch that was originally regarded as a treasure in their hands, suddenly felt dull and tasteless.

And Lin Qingying, standing in front of Holy Son Haoyue, was now shrouded in the Sun and Moon Sword Intent, this Sword Intent invaded her Sea of Consciousness, like a sharp sword, severing her Gentle Sword Intent within her heart.

A sharp cracking sound seemed to ring in her mind, like a mournful cry.

Her body trembled, and she spat out a mouthful of blood, her whole body shaking, the hand holding the sword kept trembling, her eyes were momentarily blank.

Bang!

A surge of Sword Intent swept across, shaking the sword in her hand away, it danced dozens of circles in the air, and slantedly plunged into the battle stage.

"Sun and Moon in the sky, illuminating all things, heaven and earth will reflect the light of my Sword Dao!"

At the same time, Holy Son Haoyue's whole body ignited with divine flames, his eyes shot out dazzling divine light, the trace of tenderness in his eyes turned into indifference.

At this moment, by crippling Lin Qingying's Dao Embryo and Sword Intent, he completely embarked on the path of ruthless emotionlessness, his heart seemed to be melted and refined by the sun and moon, giving him a feeling of transforming into the sun, moon, and stars, overlooking all things and sentient beings.

This state of mind made his Sun and Moon Sword Intent reach a higher level, becoming even more terrifying.

"His Sun and Moon Sword Intent is purer, such Sword Intent can be called top-notch."

"He has only cultivated for sixty years, and his Sword Dao talent is so monstrous, he even has hope of sacrificing to the Dao and becoming a Saint!"

"If he takes the path of sacrificing to the Dao, it will be too terrifying."

Mountain Ancestor and the other six Semi-Saint Elders' expressions became solemn.

The other party's Sword Dao aptitude was not inferior to theirs when they were young, he was considered an extremely monstrous rising star.

Yao Ancestor's gaze turned to Sword Saint, Haoyue borrowing Lin Qingying to forge his Sword Dao, they all saw it, but no one mentioned it, after all, the other party's master was sitting here, they could all see it, how could Sword Saint not see it, and it was even unknown whether it was taught by the other party, which was also the reason why they wisely didn't say much.

Sword Saint's expression was calm, as if without joy or sorrow, he just watched quietly.

On the stage, Holy Son Haoyue's Sun and Moon Divine Eyes, at this moment, as his Sword Intent condensed, also became even more radiant.

After the Sword Intent was refined and improved, he also retracted his power back into his body, and then looked at Lin Qingying on the ground like a defeated dog, with no more tenderness in his eyes, like overlooking a stone:

"You lost."

At this moment, he said as if making a judgment.

And his Dao Domain also shrunk back, with just the Sword Intent at this moment, he could easily defeat the other party.

Moreover, Lin Qingying was now crippled, and her combat power had already fallen out of the Saint-level disciple level, even a top Inner Sect prodigy could defeat her.

Hearing the indifferent words from above, Lin Qingying seemed to have recovered from the shattered Sword Intent, as if awakened, but her mind was filled with chaotic Sun and Moon Sword Intent, and her original Gentle Sword Intent was destroyed, unable to condense.

Lost, she had already admitted defeat, but the other party now spoke so condescendingly, making her feel ironic and ridiculous.

Outside the arena, when the disciples heard Holy Son Haoyue's indifferent words, they couldn't help but cheer.

Except for the Holy Sons, Holy Daughters, and a few top Inner Sect disciples who saw the clues, most disciples only saw Holy Son Haoyue easily defeat Lin Qingying, piercing her abdomen with a sword, which also looked like a normal attack.

Under the contraction of that vast Sun and Moon Sword Intent, the other party's god-like judgment made countless people's eyes reveal狂热 respect, and they cheered.

In this battle, Holy Son Haoyue not only won, but also overwhelmingly, demonstrating unimaginable Sword Dao!

In Sword Ancestor Holy Land, all disciples practiced swordsmanship, and at this moment, Holy Son Haoyue's Sword Intent display made countless people submit.

Only by practicing swordsmanship oneself can one feel the vastness of the Sun and Moon Sword Intent and their own insignificance.

The formation slowly retracted, and this battle came to an end.

With this battle, Holy Son Haoyue had won two consecutive victories, and undoubtedly, he was already the champion of this Sword God Battle!

The number one young generation in Sword Ancestor Holy Land for a hundred years!

Compared to this, the subsequent competition between Lin Qingying and Holy Son Linghuan for second and third place was no longer so anticipated.

Whoosh!

At the moment the formation dispersed, a figure rushed onto the stage at high speed, it was Li Hao.

Li Hao quickly came to Lin Qingying's side, probed with his divine sense, and saw that a powerful force within the other party's internal organs had now dissipated.

Dao Embryo crippled, if she could be reborn with a drop of blood like him, she wouldn't have to worry about being crippled, but the other party didn't have the Seventh Extreme Realm.

"Does it hurt?"

Li Hao looked at the other party's pale face, her swaying body, his expression was very ugly.

Lin Qingying's thoughts returned, and she slowly showed a smile to Li Hao: "I'm fine."

Li Hao was silent, but his fingers clenched slightly.

"Let's go."

Lin Qingying turned around, she was unwilling to look at the high platform again, nor was she willing to hear the ear-piercing cheers in the venue, she just wanted to leave this place to heal her injuries, second or third place, it didn't matter anymore.

"Your sword."

Li Hao raised his hand and summoned the green sword that had been knocked away, handing it to her.

Lin Qingying glanced at this sword that had accompanied her for many years, but a trace of sorrow appeared in her eyes, her Sword Intent was crippled, the impact was huge, the influence of the Sun and Moon Sword Intent was imprinted deep in her soul, impossible to erase, she would never be able to escape this influence in her life, and it would be difficult to make any progress in Sword Dao again.

"My current swordsmanship is not worthy of it, it is my friend, and you are also my friend, give it to you."

Lin Qingying didn't take the sword, and said in a low voice.

Her eyes were already filled with heart-wrenching despair, her Sword Dao was severed, except for her cultivation, she had no hope of making progress in this life.

"Don't underestimate yourself, your Sword Dao is not bad."

Li Hao stared at her and said.

Lin Qingying's lips were bitter, she knew Li Hao was comforting her, but these words were no longer meaningful.

Li Hao also knew that the power of words was far less powerful than facts.

"Hey!"

He turned around, and suddenly shouted at Holy Son Haoyue, who was also preparing to fly away from the battle stage.

Holy Son Haoyue's figure paused, it was this voice that roared just now, making him feel a trace of displeasure, and now seeing such rudeness, his eyes turned cold, and he turned to look at Li Hao.

Li Hao casually twirled a sword flower with the green sword in his hand, and said indifferently:

"You seem to be very satisfied with your Sword Dao, are you willing to exchange a sword strike with me?"

As soon as these words came out, everyone outside the arena was stunned.

Lin Qingying was also slightly startled, and then looked at Li Hao in a slight daze, but soon she sobered up, knowing that Li Hao was standing up for her.

But this kind of thing was not something to be done on impulse.

Even if Li Hao was an alchemist, Holy Son Haoyue's status surpassed that of a high-level alchemist, and since the other party dared to cripple her in public, he could naturally cripple Li Hao as well.

She immediately became anxious, and quickly grabbed Li Hao: "Don't be impulsive."

"Did I hear wrong, who is that person?"

"He actually wants to challenge Holy Son Haoyue, is he trying to gain fame from this, even if he loses, he will be remembered."

"Is he also a Holy Son? I haven't heard of him."

"What Holy Son, he is an alchemist, don't you know? Alchemist Qingfeng, has been widely praised in the alchemist circle recently."

"Alchemist Qingfeng? So it's him?"

"What's the situation, you're saying an alchemist actually wants to challenge Holy Son Haoyue?"

"Is he standing up for Lin Qingying? Lin Qingying has already lost, what can an alchemist do?"

"People are alchemists, they don't understand the terror of Holy Son Haoyue, I didn't expect Alchemist Qingfeng to be such a person, really stupid enough."

Many disciples under the stage reacted, and they were all discussing and mocking.

On the Holy Platform, many Holy Sons and Holy Daughters were also surprised, earlier many of them had sent people to befriend this Alchemist Qingfeng, they never expected that the other party's friendship with Lin Qingying was so deep, that he would stand up for the other party at this time, and still choose Sword Dao, was he so angry that he lost his mind?

"What is Qingfeng doing, quickly call him back."

"Confused, no matter how good his relationship with Qingying is, he can't offend Holy Son Haoyue like this."

Zhao Yingzhen and other alchemists were also anxious, they didn't see that Lin Qingying's Dao Embryo was crippled, they only knew that Lin Qingying had lost, and lost very thoroughly.

But disciple sparring, winning and losing are common occurrences, no one was optimistic about Lin Qingying winning this battle in the first place, after all, the power Holy Son Haoyue had previously displayed was already too strong.

"He is going to make a move?"

Among the many Inner Sect disciples under the stage, Jiang Yingyue was stunned, and then her eyes suddenly lit up.

She didn't know how Li Hao's Sword Dao was, she only knew that his talent was indeed quite good, comprehending the Great Dao Sword Manual in ten days, but Li Hao's 97-layer Dao Domain, she couldn't forget, if they really fought, she wondered if he could defeat Holy Son Haoyue.

"Qingfeng?"

Yao Ancestor was also surprised to see Li Hao standing up, she had heard Li Hao's roar earlier, and didn't expect that besides them, Li Hao could also see Haoyue's little tricks, at this moment challenging Haoyue in anger, she could understand.

However, challenging the other party with Sword Dao was a bit irrational.

"Exchange a sword strike with you?"

Holy Son Haoyue was amused when he heard Li Hao's words.

He also heard the discussions under the stage, he thought it was some Inner Sect disciple, but it turned out to be an alchemist, outrageous.

He said indifferently: "For the sake of you being an alchemist, and ignorant of the immensity of heaven and earth, I will not hold you accountable for this offense, but there must be no next time!"

After saying that, he turned to leave directly.

Li Hao didn't speak, just glanced at the green sword in his hand, then raised his hand, as if casually slashing.

This simple and easy action, but as he slashed out, an extremely terrifying and vast Sword Qi suddenly shot straight into the sky.

On the three-foot green blade, a dazzling and radiant light burst out in an instant, cutting off all the mockery under the stage, and illuminating countless eyes brightly.

The Sword Qi seemed to be thirty thousand miles long, shooting straight into the sky, and following the direction Li Hao slashed out, it divided the clouds over the entire Holy Mountain into two, as if cutting open the heavens and earth!

The entire battle stage below, just being affected by the Sword Qi, was split in half!

And the Sword Qi brushed past Holy Son Haoyue's body, and his figure that was turning to fly away suddenly stopped.

The Sword Qi that brushed past him made the hair on his whole body stand on end in an instant, and the blood in his whole body seemed to congeal in an instant, giving him a feeling of icy coldness from head to toe.

As if death had brushed past him.

If this sword strike had attacked him, he might have already been seriously injured at this moment!

Holy Son Haoyue's expression froze, his eyes were gently contracting.

The originally noisy Holy Mountain was now instantly silent.

The quietly dispersed clouds were still slowly flowing, a breeze blew across the battle stage, everything seemed quiet.

(End of this chapter)