Chapter 5109 - Chapter 5109: Look, he’s starting to imagine again.
Chapter 5109: Look, he’s starting to imagine again.
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“You want to die together? what a joke!” Seeing that Ling Chuxi had completely ignored his divine sense sword shadow, Zhan Xucheng was slightly surprised at first, but then he self-righteously found the answer.”Ling Chuxi knew that her divine sense had been injured and would definitely not be able to block her void underworld God destroyer, so she simply gave up. She wanted to use mutual destruction to threaten him to withdraw his divine sense sword shadow.
Look, he’s starting to imagine again.
His imagination was a little too perfect. Once the Yuanying or the primordial soul was broken, he would immediately lose control of his body. He wouldn’t even be able to exert one-tenth of the power of his sword, so how could it threaten him?
“Ling Chuxi, you’re courting death!” The moment the deified soul sword shadow entered the space between Ling Chuxi’s eyebrows, Zhan Xucheng’s face was filled with joy and he shouted arrogantly.
His face, which was filled with joy, was a little distorted. It was as if he could already see the scene of Ling Chuxi losing her mind and being split into two by his sword. After that, her soul would be scattered and her bones would be incomplete.
“Is that so?” However, in the next moment, he heard Ling Chuxi’s faint voice with a hint of ridicule. He also saw his clear and bright eyes that were still in high spirits.
“BOOM!” With a loud sound, Zhan Xucheng flew out like a kite with a broken string, and a long blood mist was drawn in the air.
One sword, still only one sword.
Just like how everyone had mistakenly thought that Zhan Xucheng had defeated Ling Chuxi with a single strike, in the second exchange, Ling Chuxi had sent Zhan Xucheng flying with just one strike.
However, that was a mistake. This time, Zhan Xucheng spat out blood and flew back.
No one would have thought that a cultivator who had not even reached the middle stage of the venerable rank could be so clean, and could even be said to have easily sent a master at the peak of the venerable rank flying.
Everything was so unbelievable, but when he thought about it carefully, it made sense.
If Zhan Xucheng did not use his divine sense to attack but instead used all his strength to condense his vital Qi to launch a sword ray, even if Ling Chuxi possessed the power of the heavenly way and had mastered the nine provinces sword finger, it would still not be an easy task to defeat him. After all, at the Paragon level, the difference between the different levels was too great. It was not so easy to defeat an enemy of a higher level.
However, Zhan Xucheng thought that he had seen through Ling Chuxi. This time, he had put most of his energy into the void underworld God annihilating divine sense attack. The power of that sword was not even half of the previous one, and Ling Chuxi had turned a blind eye to his divine sense attack. She had used all her strength to display the heavenly way sword of the nine provinces, so victory was only natural.
However, the problem was that this void underworld God destroyer’s spiritual consciousness attack was completely ineffective against him. He had been able to stand still for a moment when the sword had struck him earlier, but he had not even been dazed for a moment when he had been completely caught off guard by the sword.
“Impossible, impossible. Your divine consciousness was clearly injured, and you were also hit by my void underworld God slaying sword. How could you not be affected at all?” Not to mention the others, Zhan Xucheng himself couldn’t believe it.
At this moment, Zhan Xucheng’s face was pale and his hair was disheveled. His chest was covered in blood. Ling Chuxi’s sword had not only injured his meridians and sea of Qi, but even his soul had suffered a lot of shock.
“Who told you that my divine sense was injured?” Ling Chuxi glanced at Zhan Xucheng and said sarcastically.
“You’re not injured? Impossible, this is impossible!” Even though the truth was right in front of him, Zhan Xucheng still couldn’t believe it.
“There’s only one sword left, do you still want to fight?” Of course, Ling Chuxi would not let anyone know the secret of her protecting the Qilin. She pointed her sword at Zhan Xucheng and asked in a carefree and flirtatious manner.
“We admit defeat.” This time, without waiting for Zhan Xucheng to speak, Zhan Tianhong spoke first.