Chapter 394 - Seizing the Rising Dragon Platform, Who Wants to Fight?
Chapter 394: Seizing the Rising Dragon Platform, Who Wants to Fight?
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As Han Muye landed on a dragon pillar, a few figures flew up.
Some rushed towards the other dragon pillars, while others ran towards Han Muye.
Sword Dao Immortal, unparalleled sword technique.
Although Han Muye might have lost his cultivation, with two magical treasures in his hands, his combat strength was unimaginably strong.
The more this was the case, the more worthy of a challenge!
Unconsciously, the elites of the various sects in the Western Frontier were already filled with fighting spirit. They were no longer as timid as before.
What was there to be afraid of?
“Mingcheng Dao Sect is sending Sun Sisheng to test Immortal Han’s skills!”
A young Daoist in a Daoist robe and holding a green jade ruler flew up. The spiritual light in his hand turned into a mysterious flame and smashed towards Han Muye’s head.
The Mingcheng Dao Sect was also a major sect in the Western Frontier’s Dao sects. There was a half-step Heaven Realm expert in the sect. Sun Sisheng was a young sect master and his cultivation level was at the sixth level of the Spirit Awakening Realm. His combat strength was extraordinary.
If it was in the past, a Daoist figure like him would definitely follow the lead of the Spiritual Dao Sect.
Today, regardless of whether it was Sun Sisheng or the elites of the other sects, they were all free and wanted to fight.
Let’s fight to our heart’s content first!
Han Muye laughed and flicked the sword light in his hand, locking the spiritual light emitted by Sun Sisheng’s jade ruler.
“Good timing—”
The sword light was like water, causing the spiritual light to fluctuate, but it had nowhere to attach itself.
“Good sword technique. To be able to activate the power of the water lineage with a single strike, this Immortal Han’s sword technique attainments are really extraordinary!”
In the sky above the clouds, the sect master of Mingcheng Dao Sect, Daoist He Yuan, who was half a step into Heaven Realm, chuckled with admiration in his eyes.
While praising Han Muye’s sword technique, didn’t the other side also say that if not for Han Muye’s outstanding sword technique, he wouldn’t have been able to block a single strike from his disciple?
Above the clouds, the other Golden Core cultivators were all smiling.
“Boom!”
Duan Yihong of the Infinite Dao Sect landed on a dark golden dragon pillar. The power of the earth vein in his body gathered and transformed into the phantom of a giant turtle in black armor.
Great Dao Dharma Idol!
When a spell was cultivated to the extreme, it was similar to the general trend of the Sword Dao. This Dharma was the essence of the Dao.
“Heh, what a powerful earth-attribute talent. The Infinite Dao Sect has really produced an extraordinary disciple.”
The cultivators watching from afar exclaimed.
There were also people who introduced what the Great Dao Dharma was and how powerful it was.
There was no need to introduce it. The power of the black-armored giant turtle had already been displayed.
A young man in a green Daoist robe flew up and threw out a golden spiritual pearl in his hand, ruthlessly smashing it onto the back of the black-armored giant turtle.
The Spiritual Pearl shone and erupted with monstrous Spiritual Qi, causing the surrounding space to tremble.
This attack was comparable to a Golden Core cultivator!
After being hit by the spiritual pearl, the giant turtle stretched out its head and let out a long hiss, freezing the space.
“Bam!”
The power formed by the spiritual pearl also turned into soil and rocks inch by inch before falling.
On the cloud, the sect master of the Infinite Dao Sect stroked his long beard and chuckled. “This kid’s affinity with the earth attribute has increased quite a bit recently…”
Earth-attribute affinity.
Not only did it become much stronger, but from the observation of the Golden Core cultivators in the sky, Duan Yihong’s affinity with the earth attribute was almost complete.
“Clang—”
Yang Mingxuan unsheathed the longsword in his hand and shouted in a low voice, “Yang Mingxuan of the Bright Mountain Sword Sect is here!”
He took a step forward and landed on a dragon pillar like a ghost.
“Bright Mountain Sword Sect?” Around them, someone frowned and said, “Isn’t he the one who died on Cloud Nest Ridge?”
There were many Peak Nascent Soul Realm cultivators who died in the Cloud Nest Ridge. Among them, Yang Dingshan of the Bright Mountain Sword Sect was one of them.
If this person did not die, the Bright Mountain Sword Sect would have a chance to fight for the position of one of the nine sects of the Western Frontier.
However, Yang Dingshan had fallen and the Bright Mountain Sword Sect was in chaos. How could they still have the chance to fight for the seats of the nine sects?
“That Yang Mingxuan couldn’t cultivate back then.
“Later on, it was said that Yang Dingshan was sent to the Nine Mystic Sword Sect’s Sword Pavilion before he died. Now, it seems that his cultivation and combat strength are not weak. He even dares to climb the dragon pillar.”
Someone looked at Yang Mingxuan, but then at Han Muye.
The Sword Pavilion of the Nine Mystic Sword Sect.
Yang Mingxuan had just climbed up a dragon pillar when several figures flew up.
Holding the sword in his hand, a trace of blood flashed in Yang Mingxuan’s eyes.
“Kill!”
With a loud shout, the sword light slashed out a thunderbolt!
This sword caused the eyes of many people on the cloud to flicker.
“Slash—”
The sword light was too fast, and those people only had time to block it with their spells and swords.
Then they were stabbed by the sword and fell down the snowy mountain.
Blood splattered everywhere.
He injured three sect elites with a single sword strike!
“What a ruthless sword!”
Someone in the distance blurted out.
This strike was indeed ruthless and fierce.
As the three cultivators fell, the Dragon Pearl that Yang Mingxuan had seized vibrated and slowly rose a little.
This was the Rising Dragon Platform.
As long as he held his position, the Rising Dragon Platform would rise.
The power of Yang Mingxuan’s sword made the hearts of the elites of the other sects sink. They subconsciously turned their heads and looked at the other dragon pillars.
At this moment, the other golden dragon pillars were also seized.
Two people from the Spiritual Dao Sect each took one. The Moonlight Sword Sect, Wind Spirit Sword Sect, and Shangyang Demon Sect did not hesitate to seize control of the dark golden dragon pillars.
As for those who knew that they were not strong enough, they went all out to seize those green jade stone pillars.
In an instant, all the dragon pillars were taken.
“Boom!”
Figures dashed forward.
Some protected the dragon pillars seized by their own sects, while others attacked the positions occupied by other sects with all their might.
Seeing this scene, Daoist Wan Hua, who was standing on top of the cloud, finally smiled.
In the end, everything started going according to his plan.
The Rising Dragon Platform had finally risen.
He turned around and saw Li Mubai, whose eyes were also filled with anticipation.
Below, the sword light in Han Muye’s hand had guided Sun Sisheng’s jade ruler spiritual light and thrown it out.