Chapter 466

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　　“Zheng！”
　　As soon as the Sect Leader’s voice fell, Qingxiao was like a sword light, flying onto the stage.
　　And the moment he stepped onto the stage, a fierce sword momentum, like splitting bamboo, split the sword momentum of Sect Leader Zhou Tong that enveloped the entire Wulao Pool in half.
　　Not only that, this sword momentum full of the atmosphere of the ancient wild evil dragon, after emerging from Qingxiao’s body, began to be like the legendary dragon’s breath, and instantly washed away Sect Leader Zhou Tong’s sword momentum completely.
Before the competition even started, the competition between the two had already emerged.
　　On the viewing platform of Xizhou Yunlou, there was a sudden uproar.
　　The disciples who originally thought that the Sect Leader had an absolute advantage in cultivation could not help but waver again at this time.
　　However, different from these people, after feeling the sword momentum of the second senior brother, what Xu Taiping thought in his heart was — “What exactly did the second senior brother experience in the Dragon—Dropping Abyss？”
　　Such a terrifying sword momentum definitely could not be obtained through ordinary training.
　　And just as Xu Taiping was thinking this, beside him, Xu Ziyan, the senior sister of the Sixth Peak, suddenly handed a piece of jade bone to Xu Taiping.
　　”This is what Qing Xiao asked me to give to you. He extracted everything he and other cultivators saw in the Dragon-Dropping Abyss from their souls and put it in here. He said that in case something unexpected happened to him today, when you go to the Dragon-Dropping Abyss in the future, it would also be a good reference.”
　　Xu Ziyan sighed and said.
　　When Xu Taiping heard this, his heart trembled. He didn’t expect that his senior brother had already thought about the aftermath in advance and also gave such an important thing to him.
　　”Senior sister, senior brother is just in case. He won’t have anything to do.”
　　Xu Taiping took the jade bone and then said to Xu Ziyan very firmly.
　　”Hmm.”
　　Xu Ziyan nodded with a smile.
　　Although it was just a comforting word, it made her feel inexplicably at ease.
　　However, what he didn’t know was that Xu Taiping was not just comforting, but had already made the worst plan.
　　”If senior brother really can’t defeat the enemy, then it’s a fight to the death. Anyway, even if I can’t kill Zhou Tong today, I have to take senior brother and the others to escape together.”
　　He made up his mind in his heart and said.
　　During the three years of searching for the Buddha’s head in the Thousand Buddha Kingdom, he had deduced the worst-case scenario in his heart countless times.
　　I don’t know if it was because a trace of true essence accidentally leaked out, but the strange jade bone in his palm suddenly became hot, and then the picture in the divine sense of his second senior brother appeared in his mind.
　　The first thing that appeared in his divine sense was a huge mountain of corpses, with the rotten but not decayed bones piled up high.
　　And at the top of the pile of bones, a wooden pillar with a thickness of one or two people was erected, and a monk who still had breath was nailed to the wooden pillar with bone nails.
　　Among them was his second senior brother, Qingxiao.
　　And at this time, his second senior brother was struggling to pull out the bone nails from his body while murmuring in a trembling voice： “I… can’t… die here… I still can’t die here, Ziyan is waiting for me, little junior brother is waiting for me…”
　　After pulling out the bone nails on his body one by one, he held his nearly broken neck with one hand and climbed down with the other hand, slowly climbing down this mountain of corpses…
　　Xu Taiping was stunned in place by the cruel scene in his mind.
　　Until the voice of Elder Black Dragon sounded again——
　　”The disciple of the Seventh Peak, Dugu Qingxiao, challenges the head of Qingxuan Sect. The competition officially begins.”
　　”Zheng！…”
　　Almost at the moment when this sound rang out, a sword cry like a dragon’s roar resounded, and then Second Senior Brother Qingxiao, holding the bone sword in his hand, turned into a straight sword light and stabbed at Sect Master Zhou Tong.
　　“Boom！”
　　Sect Master Zhou Tong’s Heavenly Thunder Sword Art was then unleashed, and three sword shadows formed by thunder light collided with the sword light of Du Gu Qingxiao.
　　The sword light of Qingxiao and the sword light of the sect master shattered almost simultaneously.
But in the instant when the two sword lights shattered, the bone sword in Du Gu Qingxiao’s hand, like a fire dragon breathing out, spat out a sword qi flame that was a hundred feet long and stabbed straight at the sect master.
Although this sword was blocked by the sect master’s Thunder Sword Gang, the fierce impact still knocked the sect master back dozens of zhang in the air.
　　Extremely embarrassed.
Seeing that the sect master had actually fallen behind at the beginning, the whole field was shocked for a while.
However, when Xu Taiping combined the scene in his mind and then looked at Du Gu Qingxiao’s sword, a sense of solemnity and desolation arose in his heart for no reason.
　　Because Second Senior Brother’s this sword was the sword technique he obtained after improving the Fire Dragon Sword Art in order to survive in the tide of corpse ghosts in the Dragon-Falling Abyss. He himself named it the Incineration Sword.
　　“Zheng！——”
　　Just at this moment, six thunderbolt sword lights shot up into the sky, turning into six huge thunderbolt sword shadows that enveloped Du Gu Qingxiao.
　　“Boom boom boom！ ……”
　　In an instant, the Tibetan Sword Flat turned into a thunder pond. Streaks of thunderbolt sword lights flew out from those six thunderbolt sword shadows like a tide, and in an instant, Du Gu Qingxiao was swallowed up in it.
　　“The Heavenly Thunder Sword Technique can still be used like this？”
　　Seeing this scene, all the disciples on the field had expressions of astonishment on their faces.
　　They had previously witnessed Lin Buyu’s Heavenly Thunder Sword, and at that time, they also felt it was extremely amazing. But compared to the Heavenly Thunder Sword Technique Zhou Tong was currently using, it was like playing house.
　　“Zheng！ ……”
　　Just as the thunderbolt sword lights in the “thunder pond” were almost about to swallow up Du Gu Qingxiao, in an instant, with the sound of a sword cry, clusters of flames transformed by sword qi burst and scattered like the petals of a fire lotus from all around Du Gu Qingxiao’s body.
　　“Boom！”
　　The lotus petal-shaped flame sword qi collided with the thunderbolt sword lights, erupting with a huge sound as if it was going to lift people’s skulls.
　　At the same time, the air wave formed by the interweaving of thunder and flame spread out with a loud crash.
　　When the air wave finally subsided, everyone saw that Du Gu Qingxiao was wrapped in an unopened fire lotus. Although he himself was not injured, there were obvious damages on the petals. And the six sword shadows that Zhou Tong used to form the Sword Qi Thunder Pool had now only four left, and the power of thunder on the sword shadows had also weakened a lot.
　　This time, the two sides could be considered to have fought to a draw.
　　Seeing this scene, not only the disciples of the Qingxuan Sect, but even the Sword Saint Amon was somewhat moved at this moment.
　　“No wonder the little martial uncle once valued this son so much.”
　　He still remembered the scene when the little martial uncle asked Qingxiao to deliver a letter to him.