Chapter 1242 - 1245: Slaughtering the Starry Sky
Chapter 1242 - 1245: Slaughtering the Starry Sky
Yun Hao and the green-robed man, both had traces of blood at the corners of their mouths, their faces slightly pale. It was obvious that they both suffered some injuries from the last exchange, and neither gained any advantage.However, at this moment, this was not the main focus of everyone's attention. The focus was the two hands they raised, where the Primordial Power emanating resembled a protective barrier that saved their lives at the last moment.
Could it be...
Could it be that at the last moment, the barrier that saved them was cast by Yun Hao and the green-robed man?
It must be...
In this Mingjian Pavilion, being able to withstand such a violent energy, probably only Yun Hao and the green-robed man could achieve that.
Yun Hao and the green-robed man withdrew their hands almost simultaneously. Now that the barrier was formed, there was no longer any need for concern.
Although the violent energy just now had still taken many lives, compared to total annihilation, this was already a very favorable outcome.
Yun Hao did not expect that his move, already so powerful, still couldn't gain any upper hand against the green-robed man's sword!
In the heart of the green-robed man, he was not as calm as he appeared; his mind was already in turmoil.
That sword strike, almost executed with full force, yet it was surprising that Yun Hao not only withstood it but also disintegrated that sword technique and caused him injury.
You must know, ever since the battle with the Upper Realm fifty years ago, the green-robed man had not been injured again, but this time, he was injured by Yun Hao.
The people around, realizing they were temporarily safe, gradually began to regain their composure, especially seeing those around them being torn apart by the violent energy, appreciating the good fortune of survival.
Originally, the crowd thought that the green-robed man killing Yun Hao would be very easy, especially since in the previous moves Yun Hao was struggling, having to unleash a lot of Immortal Yuan to barely dissipate the green-robed man's attacks.
Even though Yun Hao had used a secret technique to boost his cultivation to the late stage of the Eighth Grade, people still did not hold high hopes for him.
Believing that although Yun Hao had greatly increased his cultivation, in the hands of the green-robed man, he would only persist a moment longer.
Unexpectedly, the clash of this move was so powerful that it not only required both of them to support the barrier, but both had suffered injuries to a certain extent.
This greatly exceeded everyone's expectations.
So, at this moment, some people's minds began to gradually tip the scales of victory towards Yun Hao, believing that in the battle between Yun Hao and the green-robed man, Yun Hao had a greater chance of winning.
"How do you find my sword strike?"
The green-robed man continued to stare at Yun Hao, asking in a bland tone.
"Not bad!"
Yun Hao replied, still maintaining that air of pretension.
The crowd listened to the question and answer between the green-robed man and Yun Hao, feeling a sense of disdain inwardly.
They initially thought only Yun Hao was the pretentious one, but now realized both were equally so.
Mad, the aftermath of your clash just now almost wiped everyone out.
Is there really a need to ask?
Is there really a need to answer?
"I still have a move, a sword strike I created after thousands of years, a hundred years ago, which I used to kill a celestial adversary from the Upper Realm!"
The green-robed man held his sword in one hand, the other lightly stroking the blade as if it were not a sword, but his dearest woman.
Thinking that the green-robed man was the Sword Spirit of the Long Rainbow Sword, it made sense.
"What a coincidence, I also have a move, which I created by chance not long ago in the Land of Trial, and still haven't truly used it yet!"
Yun Hao smiled faintly, pinching a Seal Decision with his left hand in front of him, his body shrinking rapidly to normal size at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Although Yun Hao's physique returned to normal, his strength remained at the late stage of the Eighth Grade, truly perplexing.
"Fifty years ago, my sword was not yet perfect, with still some flaws when used, today it's finally perfect!" The green-robed man continued as if not noticing Yun Hao's change.
"When my move appeared, it was already perfect!" Yun Hao stated.
Listening to Yun Hao and the green-robed man's words made the crowd inexplicably tense.
As long as one is not a fool, they could tell they intend to use their ultimate techniques.
Without utilizing their ultimate moves earlier, so many already perished; if they were to use their ultimate techniques...
It's feared...
It's feared not just those inside the Mingjian Pavilion would perish, but even the disciples outside, seeking refuge, might lose their lives.
Those who had witnessed the green-robed man's sword fifty years ago were now terrified as they heard him saying that it wasn't perfect then.
Mad, the imperfect sword technique from fifty years ago was enough to kill the invading Upper Realm experts, safeguarding the Kunlun Sacred Land from becoming a backyard for some sect in the Upper Realm. That scene of slaying an Upper Realm expert is still deeply imprinted in their minds, instilling fear that makes them refrain from any offense, even now.
Now, to display an even more perfect sword technique, how are they supposed to survive?
What Yun Hao said also struck fear into their hearts. The previous clash with the green-robed man's move had already left them awe-struck.
Now even he has comprehended his techniques.
If such two, wielding their self-created moves, clash, alongside their phenomenal cultivation, it's unimaginable for the crowd.
Thus, upon hearing Yun Hao and the green-robed man about to use their ultimate techniques and fight desperately, everyone hoped in their hearts they could reconcile!
In the future of Kunlun Sacred Land, they didn't care who manages or leads them, as long as they could survive, preserving life was more important than anything else.
"My sword is called Return of Ten Thousand Swords!" The green-robed man shifted his tone, aiming the Long Rainbow Sword towards Central Heaven, his eyes shimmering with sword light as he stared coldly at Yun Hao.
"My move's name has only two words: Star Slayer, meaning the slaughter of the starry sky, formed from the two Laws I comprehended, each contributing one word to the name!"
With a faint smile at his lips, Yun Hao gently pointed at his forehead with his left hand, a scene of the night sky appearing behind him, dotted with twinkling stars, giving an impression of boundlessness and depth.
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