Chapter 1240 - 1243: Guardian God of Mingjian Pavilion
Chapter 1240 - 1243: Guardian God of Mingjian Pavilion
Seeing the overwhelming might of the man in the green robe stunned everyone present. They had imagined all kinds of possible outcomes, yet this was the one they'd never expected. Ever since Yun Hao appeared in the Kunlun Sacred Land, not a single person had managed to gain any advantage from his hands.This naturally included top-tier experts like Liancheng and the sword maniac.
Who would've thought that Yun Hao, after summoning his Golden Primordial Spirit, would have his sword broken so easily by a single strike from the green-robed man.
Compared to everyone else's shock, Yun Hao was actually much calmer. The golden longsword in his hand continuously slashed out seven or eight streaks of Sword Qi, each one packed with pure Immortal Yuan.
Clang!
Clang clang!
Several streaks of Sword Qi in a row were shattered, but they did effectively wear down the power of that one sword from the green-robed man.
When Yun Hao's eighth streak of Sword Qi collided with the green-robed man's Sword Qi, it finally broke apart the offensive of that sword.
Boom!
A shockwave erupted from the point where the Sword Qi shattered and swept madly and rapidly in all directions. Wherever it passed, dust billowed and rocks flew. The corpses of those who had died earlier were instantly chopped into pieces by the rampaging Sword Qi, like Pork Ribs ready to be thrown into the pot.
Bang bang bang!
The raging Sword Qi slammed violently against the Defense Barrier the crowd had formed, sending out dull, muffled booms.
When the Sword Qi gradually subsided, although the Barrier hadn't shattered, many people still coughed up blood, their faces turning several shades paler.
Clearly, they had all taken injuries of varying degrees under that earlier storm of Sword Qi.
"Well? Compared to that move One Sword Traceless from the sword maniac, how is it?" The green-robed man looked at Yun Hao opposite him and asked blandly.
"Slightly stronger, just a little bit, but still very weak."
Yun Hao smacked his lips as if savoring something, then shook his head and replied with clear dissatisfaction.
Still very weak?
Hearing Yun Hao's answer, everyone couldn't help secretly despising him in their hearts. You bastard, if you're going to brag, at least make it sound a bit believable, alright?
If it was really as weak as you say, why didn't you break the opponent's Sword Qi with a single strike, and instead had to slash eight times in a row before you could finally dissolve his attack?
But such thoughts and contempt only dared remain in their hearts. After all, of those eight streaks of Sword Qi Yun Hao had just unleashed, any one of them could easily chop them clean in half.
Even though they didn't dare show any contempt toward Yun Hao, that didn't stop them from worshipping the green-robed man.
They knew Yun Hao's strength. If this green-robed man could force Yun Hao to fire off eight streaks of Sword Qi in succession, didn't that mean he was even more terrifying?
The disciples of Mingjian Pavilion were secretly excited in their hearts at this moment.
From the earlier exchange between the green-robed man and Yun Hao, they firmly believed that the green-robed man absolutely could kill Yun Hao.
Once the green-robed man killed Yun Hao, their Mingjian Pavilion would once more stand at the very peak of the Kunlun Sacred Land, perhaps even with a status more exalted than before.
Because the one who defeated Yun Hao was someone from their Mingjian Pavilion, even though they didn't actually know who this green-robed man was.
But for these people whose slave mentality had already seeped into their bones, who cared who the green-robed man was? As long as he could lead them to a more glorious life, what did it matter who he was?
"I suggest that for your next move, you'd better not use Swordsmanship to face me. Attacking another's strength with your own weakness is hardly a wise choice."
The green-robed man didn't bother evaluating Yun Hao's answer. As he spoke, the longsword in his hand lifted high, its tip pointing up at the sky.
"As you wish."
Yun Hao said coolly. The golden longsword in his hand vanished, and his two hands formed a Seal Decision before him as he struck first, thrusting a palm toward the green-robed man opposite.
As Yun Hao's palm shot out, the Golden Primordial Spirit floating above his head likewise thrust out a palm. In an instant, two palm prints of vastly different sizes slammed toward the green-robed man.
"Sword Splitting Huashan!"
The green-robed man shouted, and the longsword in his hand slashed down from above in a strange arc.
It was like a bolt of lightning, flashing across everyone's sight and instantly chopping down on the palm Yun Hao's true body had unleashed.
The illusory palm and the Sword Qi held out against each other for over ten seconds before the palm was shattered. Right after that, the Sword Qi crashed into the palm print of the Golden Primordial Spirit.
Boom!
A deafening blast made everyone's eardrums throb, and the hard-won Barrier was immediately shaken into a mesh of fine cracks, looking just like a spider web.
Seeing this, Yun Hao's brows knit slightly. He stepped forward and punched three times in quick succession.
The surrounding crowd, seeing yet another stalemate form before their eyes, were shocked and, at the same time, all started making their own guesses.
Guessing which side would come out on top in this clash of techniques.
Although Yun Hao had unleashed one palm and three punches, with the impression left by the first exchange, they still didn't believe Yun Hao would win, and instead placed more of their hopes on the green-robed man.
"Looks like the master has met a real expert this time!"
"No crap, it's not like I'm blind!"
"You're the one talking crap. I was just sighing with emotion. Don't think that just because you had some enlightenment in Swordsmanship just now, I'm scared to hit you."
"Ah, damn it, come on then. I've been wanting to beat you up for a while now!"
Hearing Sun Fei and Gu Feng bickering beside her, Qing Luan shot them both a glare and said coldly, "Shut up. The master won't lose to anyone, and he still hasn't gone all out yet."
Sun Fei and Gu Feng glared viciously at each other, then fell silent. However, they further reinforced the Barrier standing before them.
Boom boom boom!
Accompanied by three thunderous explosions, the stalemate finally broke. All the moves Yun Hao had unleashed were shattered by the green-robed man's Sword Splitting Huashan.
But the green-robed man's Sword Techniques were also dispersed.
The difference this time, however, was that after the two forces collided and faded, Yun Hao's body swayed slightly, and his face turned noticeably paler.
The green-robed man, by contrast, showed no change at all in his expression or bearing. He still stood there with his sword in hand, calm and composed.
"Our Mingjian Pavilion's Guardian God truly is invincible!"
"Yeah, I didn't expect that after fifty years, I'd actually have the fortune to witness the grace of the Guardian God once again. This is really too lucky!"
"More than lucky, this is a heaven-sent honor!"
"This time, our Mingjian Pavilion might not have to lose!"
The experts of Mingjian Pavilion had by now all completely confirmed that the green-robed man suppressing Yun Hao before their eyes was precisely the Guardian God of Mingjian Pavilion through the ages—the Sword Spirit of the sect's supreme treasure, the Long Rainbow Sword.
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