The Ancient Godly Monarch

Chapter 125: Re-emergence of Sword Light

Qin Wentian's gaze suddenly shifted towards Sikong Mingyue, a sharp glint of light emanating from his eyes.

According to Mo Qingcheng, Crown Prince of Snowcloud, Xiao L ⁇ possessed extraordinary talent and extremely broad ambitions. Not only that, the perpetrator of the previous incident regarding Qin Yao was most likely him.

Sikong Mingyue also locked eyes with Qin Wentian. After taking a glance, he calmly turned around and sat on the first towering platform, acting as if all of this had nothing to do with him.

Meanwhile, on the 7th towering platform, a black shadow suddenly stomped on the ground and floated in the air. For a moment, a silhouette flew over the 8th platform like a huge bird and continued, before landing on the 9th platform not far from Qin Wentian.

This guy is none other than 6 Nights. He had a burly and muscular body, and did not seem to be too young. But regardless of his body, his movement speed was astounding, showing that he also had excellent movement techniques.

“Interesting, I don't think that before Orchon makes a move, the first person to take action against Qin Wentian will be a cultivator from the Snowcloud Country instead. I also heard that the popularity and network of Xiao L in his country is incredible. The elites of the Snowcloud Country all had to have an excellent relationship with Xiao L. ”

As many people were still speculating, 6th Night had already walked over to f Qin Wentian. He did not say anything and just stared at Qin Wentian, similar to how a hunter stared at his prey.

Qin Wentian looked at his opponent. This person looked rather mature, and exuded a solid and unchanging feeling. He most likely had incredible battle experience.

Rubbing his interspatial ring, an ancient spear appeared on Qin Wentian's palm as he spoke, "The ancient Divine imprint of this spear has been destroyed by me, and it is no longer a Divine Weapon. The committee is welcome to check. "

An old figure flew through the air and landed on Qin Wentian's side. After examining the spear, the figure nodded its head. "This is indeed not a Divine Weapon, it has no augmentation effect. Thus, it was allowed to be used. "

"This person completely destroyed the traces of the Divine Weapon. In vain, the wealth of Divine Inscriptionists cannot be underestimated. ”Many people murmur in their hearts. Seeing that Qin Wentian wanted to use a weapon, it seemed that he also felt some pressure regarding the progress to the 3rd round of Jun Lin Banquet.

"Hgm." The 6th night coldly smiled, a violent aura emerged from it when the Astral Soul-type beast was released. A gigantic demon beast heavily decorated with curved horns, something akin to a heaven bull, appeared. That wild and terrifying aura surged, and endless crackling sounds rang out as the body of 6th Night expanded.

"Brother Bull, don't hit him too hard, okay?" The 7th night laughed happily at the side. An earth-shattering explosion resounded as the huge footsteps of the 6th Night shook the ground, moving towards Qin Wentian.

Boom, boom, boom .. Aura 6th Night released getting stronger. It was as if he had actually turned into a mad bull, and hurriedly ran towards Qin Wentian.

Qin Wentian gripped the ancient spear tightly in his hand as he waited for an opportunity to attack. As 6th Night rushed over, Qin Wentian executed the Azure Dragon Stance by stepping on his foot. The faint shadow of Azure Dragon materialized as it roared before bursting forward, colliding with the body of 6th Night.

It's thundering! The faint shadow of the Azure Dragon exploded, and 6th Night raged. He continued pushing with his palm, intending to use his bare hands to catch Qin Wentian's spear.

Qin Wentian's move shifted slightly, executing Garuda Movement Technique as his speed increased explosively. However, without any intention of giving up, the 6th Night continued to chase, The sounds of their continued clash were heard.

"I wonder just how powerful this beast-type Astral Soul defense is?"

Qin Wentian laughed coldly, as he stomped heavily onto the ground. As he pierced again with the ancient spear, a terrifying sharpness sound tore through the air. It was unknown how much power attacked his.

Buzz! The 6th Night's body shifted slightly to the side, narrowly avoiding Qin Wentian's attack. The awkward-looking body denied his movement speed.6th Night instantly used force to resist the force, crushing the pressure emitted by the ancient spear. Stretching out his left palm, he grabbed and locked the ancient spear, as his body shot towards Qin Wentian.

The crowd discovered that at this moment, the body of the 6 Nights was enveloped by a corona of demonic light, emitting a terrifying aura. With this attack of his body, the mountains would collapse upon impact.

“This is Howl belonging to Brother Bull's Crazed Bull, an earth-level middle-class innate technique. One could only succeed in cultivating this technique by absorbing the demon essence of a mighty bull-type demonic beast. ”The 7th night laughed, as the body of the 6th Night, coupled with the power of his innate techniques, inched closer and closer to Qin Wentian's body .

As the body of the 6th Night approached Qin Wentian, a terrifying pressure that felt like the clattering of 10,000 horses furiously crashed into his body.

The Divine Energy within the Stellar Meridian of Qin Wentian erupted with insane speed. Qin Wentian's left palm suddenly exploded, executing the Falling Mountain Palms as a manifestation of a gigantic mountain smashing down, onto the body of 6th Night.

In that instantaneous collision, it was as if a pressure current could be seen flowing.

"Blocked?" An unusually shocked expression appeared on the face of 7th Night. The power of the 6th Night attack was very clear to him; the strength of this type of attack was clearly unquestionable, born from one of the most ruthless methods of attack. How could Qin Wentian block it with a mere cultivation base at the 7th level of the Arterial Circulation?

He did not know that the Divine Energy in Qin Wentian's body was condensed and converted from Astral Energy that came from the 5th Heavenly Layer. Moreover, in addition, the Divine Energy was converted with the help of the 2nd level Mountain-type Divine Imprint. How could his mountain-type innate technique, Falling Mountain Palms, not contain such frightening strength? He easily blocked his opponent's crazy rush.

ROARS! 6th Night howled furiously, as he once again ran wildly towards Qin Wentian, intending to knock Qin Wentian off the platform.

"Take it off." Qin Wentian spoke to the 6th Night. His gaze was suddenly filled with an impressive sense of dominance, ready to conquer 6th Night.

Would Qin Wentian be eliminated so early in the 1st round 2 battle of Jun Lin Banquet?

"Researching death." Qin Wentian roared furiously, causing the crowd to freeze in confusion. No one would have thought that Qin Wentian was also capable of saying such words.

At this moment, the Divine Energy within his body frenziedly gathered in a spiral, forming a sword-type Divine Imprint. Currently, Qin Wentian was able to form this type of level 1 inscription almost instantly.

The moment the sword-type Divine Imprint finished forming, it turned into an extremely sharp sword, hidden within its Stellar Meridians. However, no one other than him knew about what had just happened. They only knew that 6th Night would successfully blow Qin Wentian off the platform.

Chi ... Qin Wentian opened his mouth, and at that moment, he shot out an incomparable beam of sword light.

"Argh ..." A pitiful shout sounded when the 6th Night's movement instantly stopped. The sharp sword formed from the sword light that Qin Wentian spewed out broke as a protective barrier of the 6th Night demon qi, and pierced straight into one of his eyes. The aura and pressure that 6th Night released crazily shot out as the sword light rays disappeared. However, the damage has already occurred.

"God." Both are on the platform. At this moment, Qin Wentian grabbed the body of 6th Night and directly threw it.

The sudden change caused many onlookers to feel astonishment, as they looked at Qin Wentian with a strange expression on their faces.

He could even spit out a sharp sword, this fellow, what ability did he actually have? How unexpected.

Orchon's face also seemed to change. He had once personally witnessed Qin Wentian pull out a palm trace before. But now, Qin Wentian's prowess with this ability seemed to have been strengthened many times compared to before, having directly spat out a sharp sword and caught his opponent subconsciously.

Not only that, it was similar to the battle against Jiang Xiu. Qin Wentian was not a sword user, and was clearly not proficient in sword arts. Where did the sword come from?

At the place where the audience stood in the Mo Clan's sitting area, a sharp light flickered in Mo Qingcheng's father's eyes as he chanted in a low voice. "The transmission rate of the Astral Energy within this child's meridians was extremely smooth. But, how could he pull out that sharp sword? ”

Not only him, even the strong Yuanfu Realm spectators in the Emperor Star Academy's sitting area, also wondered how on earth Qin Wentian had done that.

This ability is very rare. It was as if no one among the elders had heard of it before. Could this be the personal technique Qin Wentian had created based on his understanding? If that was the case, they would have to reassess their evaluation of Qin Wentian.

Instead of showing concern for the blind 6th Night, those in the audience stands wondered how Qin Wentian had achieved that. It was not that the spectators were cold-blooded, they were too used to the injuries and deaths that were prevalent in the world of cultivators. After all, how many fallen geniuses appeared in Jun Lin Banquet every year? Injuries and death are very common here.

However, those from Snowcloud did not think of it this way. Not only was 6th Night defeated, he was also blinded. This meant that he had lost the ability to fight against other contestants. The battle between him and Qin Wentian was also his last battle.

"Take him to the palace for treatment." Chu Tianjiao calmly instructed, as several silhouettes appeared. They took 6th Night away, flying above the demonic beasts.

After the defeat of the 6th Night, the crowd began to reevaluate their perception of Qin Wentian's strength. With the ability to spit out sharp swords, and attack without any signs of preparation, Qin Wentian was a figure who could never engage in close combat. If anything, not only would they have to concentrate on gaining control over the rhythm of the battle, they would also have to anticipate the sneak attack of his strange ability. How could one always be on guard especially in an intense battle? 6th Night is a perfect example.

18 contestants. After the battle, only 17 remained.

"It seems Qin Wentian really has a high possibility of rising to the top 9 ranks." Many people were secretly speculating in their hearts. Some even regretted not betting on Qin Wentian before. After this battle, the payout rate set by Drunken Wonder would naturally be adjusted back. If they still want to bet, they have no choice but to follow the new payout rate.

Fan Le was very emotional. He had risked his entire fortune to Qin Wentian. If Qin Wentian can advance to the top nine ...no, the top three, isn't that perfect?

Sikong Mingyue looked at Qin Wentian, as an extremely sharp glint of light could be seen flickering in the depths of his eyes.

“The first fight has ended, but the battle is not over yet. Let's move on. ”This time before Sikong Mingyue had a chance to speak, Qin Wentian slowly walked towards the 7th Night with the ancient spear in hand.

The tip of the ancient spear produced a sharp and ear-piercing sound as Qin Wentian dragged him to the ground. The aura he released continued to rise nonstop.

At this moment, a huge pressure came out from Qin Wentian's body. Arrogant and unruly, if the ancient spear slashed, who would dare to fight me? This aura was so powerful that it felt as if it was carved into bones, giving people the feeling that a peerless martial god had just been born.

It was as if he was looking at the world from an unreachable height, as he slowly stepped forward.

At this moment, the 7th Night felt a suffocating and suffocating pressure heading towards him!