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The sword formation that covered the sky above the Green Cloud Mountain carried a boundless pressure as it descended like a dark cloud. An intense pressure rolled down endlessly, causing the ground to seem as though it was slightly trembling.
Ka-cha.
One of them wore a white mask, making it impossible to see his true appearance. As for the other, it was surrounded by a golden light, and above his head, it directly formed into the image of a Buddha. Under the golden light, the monk's exceptional body seemed to be enveloped by a golden light, and was filled with a holy pressure, as well as an astonishing defensive power.
Dong!
The sword slashed at the body covered by the light of the Shakyamuni Appearance Technique, causing a loud explosion. A youth's body was sent flying backwards.
As the youth retreated, the figure in front of him that was enveloped by the light of Shakyamuni's appearance also retreated for a moment before standing steadily like a mountain on the sword that had become practically the same as the ground due to its high speed movements.
"Hmph, trying to break apart my Dharma Idol is simply wishful thinking."
"This monk will allow you to attack. When that time comes, you will definitely have the strength to stop."
The monk that was enveloped in golden light looked even more ferocious. The gigantic Shakyamuni started to spin above his head, bringing along an astonishing golden light as it descended.
As the words left his mouth, the monk glanced indifferently at the youth in front of him before sitting down cross-legged. Spiritual Energy surged as it forced back the sword beams that were shooting out explosively from all directions.
"Do you really think that there's no way to hide in the shell of a tortoise?"
In the distance, Ling Jian was staring coldly at the cross-legged figure. Golden light permeated the air above his head as the Spiritual Aura within his body surged. At the same time, his cold voice rang out without the slightest trace of emotion.
"Next up, I'll let you know that no matter how powerful your turtle shell is, it won't be able to save your life."
Buzz.
Ling Jian made a gesture with his hand, and a long sword appeared in his palm. At the same time, the strand of sword Qi, which could condense into the Heaven Decimating Myriad World Sword, shook violently in his sea of consciousness and pierced straight through, fusing into the sword.
"Kill!"
Ling Jian shouted as his body turned into a black ray of light. After the black ray disappeared, his dark wings started to tremble. In an instant, he appeared in front of the monk. His body tilted as his sword slashed down.
Dong!
A deep muffled sound suddenly spread out from the point of contact between the two parties. The shocking sound wave reverberated and was completely covered by the sword flow that was shooting out from all around. Finally, it was completely destroyed.
The monk suddenly opened his eyes and his body trembled. However, he was forced out of the sword flow. A look of disbelief surfaced on his face. Obviously, he did not expect that this young man would be so powerful.
"You think you can break through my defenses by relying on brute force? "Stupid."
The monk looked at Ling Jian ferociously. Just as he was about to kill Ling Jian with a single punch, the youth's body suddenly appeared on the other side, and in a situation that he could not fathom, the sword chopped down.
A clear shattering sound suddenly spread out from the sky. A shocking storm swept over the place and the monk's exceptional body once again trembled.
"Damn it!"
Bang, bang, bang.
A series of dozens of loud explosions shook the surroundings. On the top of the Green Cloud Mountain, many disciples had shocked expressions as they looked up in the sky, they could not help but raise their heads, feeling extremely curious, but they could only see the light shadow of the longsword being extended out from the cloud-like sword flow before it ultimately directly disappeared.
The three Elders of the Medicine Sect had also appeared on top of the Green Cloud Mountain at this moment. After which, they stood beside the disciples of the Qing Yun Sect. Their expressions were similarly shocked as they looked towards the sky.
"You want to resist? Do you think there's any chance for them to resist in this place? "
"Do you think that I will give you a chance to resist?"
"In this world, if I wish to obtain whatever I want, I will become a monk without a doubt. Next, it's time for me to surrender."
Boom.
Following the descent of the longsword, the golden light emitted by Sakyamuni, who was on the peak of the monk world, seemed to have become dimmer. The numerous muffled explosions collided against it like rocks, and the rich golden light seemed to have become much dimmer at this moment …
"How is this possible?!"
Under the golden light, a hint of disbelief appeared on the monk's face. He stared blankly at the tireless young man who was rushing towards him like a killing machine. Fear appeared in his heart and he once again formed a seal with his hands.
However, just as the golden light was about to solidify, the long sword once again slashed at his body. The golden light around him trembled, and the monk's peerless body suddenly shook, then explosively retreated.
Bang.
The moment his body retreated, another sword light slashed at his back. The golden light trembled, and the body, which was in a state where it could not withstand the attack, retreated once again, returning to the spot where it had been sitting cross-legged earlier with a solemn look on its face.
"How is this possible? How can this fellow possess speed that even I can't resist?"
If he allowed the other party to continue attacking him without doing anything, then the one who would end up at a disadvantage would definitely be him. Perhaps, this little brat could really break through his Shakyamuni within the Three Thousand Sword Formation.
When he thought of such a terrible scene, fear also enveloped his ferocious and vicious face.
Ling Jian's body seemed to swim between the heavens and the earth. In just a few seconds, the youth once again entered the state where he had instantly killed Jie Tian and successfully comprehended the roaming sky realm. He displayed his speed to the fullest.
It was as if his body was floating in the sky and earth, omnipresent and mysterious.
Crack.
A streak of sword-light flashed past the monk's head, shattering the golden light covering his head.
Crack.
A ray of sword light landed on the monk's body, causing the golden light to recede and enter his body.
Crack. Crack.
"..."
The continuous sword radiances slashed at different parts of his body. Ling Jian's attacks seemed to have entered a state of continuous and violent attacks. Under the Skypiercing Sky Movement Technique, he was completely unable to give the monk the slightest bit of resistance.
The golden light around the monk became dimmer and dimmer.
"Hundred Sword Kill!"
The youth that was in between the heavens and the earth once again appeared in front of the monk. The sword behind him began to emit a roiling pressure.
"..."