The spectators, belatedly realizing what was happening, couldn't help but gasp.
Although they all hoped that Gu Huaiyu would be the ultimate victor, the objective truth was that Marquis Cheng's cultivation had already entered the Saint Realm, while Gu Huaiyu's cultivation was only at the peak of the Carefree Realm.
The word "only" made it seem as if the peak of the Carefree Realm was very weak, but in front of a Saint, the Carefree Realm was indeed not considered strong.
But what was happening now?
Marquis Cheng had confidently promised to let Gu Huaiyu have three moves, but Gu Huaiyu had only unleashed the second strike, and he couldn't withstand it.
Could it be that his Saint Realm cultivation was fake?
Regardless of what others thought, Gu Huaiyu said, "This is the last move, you must receive it well!"
Her voice was very calm, as if she was reminding him, or like a grim reaper wielding a butcher's knife, announcing Marquis Cheng's death.
Hearing this, Marquis Cheng's expression changed, and he quickly circulated his cultivation technique to restore his severed arm.
For cultivators above the Nirvana Realm, limb regeneration was already possible.
Marquis Cheng's cultivation had already reached the Saint Realm, so limb regeneration was easy for him.
But at this moment, he encountered trouble.
He wanted to restore his severed arm, but he felt an extremely domineering force obstructing him; it was more of a will than a force.
An extremely domineering sword intent.
This sword intent gave him a sense of overlooking the world, and he couldn't believe that a woman would possess such a sword intent.
It wasn't that he was prejudiced against female cultivators, but because the proportion of male cultivators who became the strongest was the highest.
"Third strike!"
Gu Huaiyu held the black greatsword, standing horizontally between heaven and earth, a surge of arrogance rising from her, an extremely domineering sword intent gathering around her, and her purple clothes fluttered without wind.
At this moment, the colors of the sky and clouds changed, and faintly, a series of low calls came from between heaven and earth, as if ancient divine beasts were whispering.
"Dragon's roar, I seem to have heard the sound of a dragon's roar."
Someone said excitedly.
But the crowd was puzzled, where did the Heavenly Mystery Sword Sect get a dragon?
Dragons were legendary creatures, born in the Supreme Realm, comparable to their Sect Master.
If the Heavenly Mystery Sword Sect had a dragon, how could they not know?
"Roar!"
At this moment, it wasn't just that they seemed to hear the sound of a dragon's roar, but everyone truly heard the sound of a dragon's roar.
"Dragon, there is a dragon in the sky!"
Some disciples with lower realms pointed to the sky in shock, where a hundred-foot-long divine dragon was spitting clouds and fog, swimming freely.
"No, this is not a real dragon."
Soon someone realized that something was wrong, because they didn't feel the dragon's exclusive dragon might.
On this hundred-foot-long divine dragon in the sky, they only felt an arrogant and domineering sword intent.
Yes, they were all members of the Heavenly Mystery Sword Sect, cultivating the way of the sword, and were most sensitive to sword intent.
"That's a sword technique!"
Some people exclaimed, and some people looked at the sky in shock.
What level of divine power could evolve a divine dragon?
Supreme level, or even more terrifying Immortal Scripture than Supreme level?
Everyone dared not imagine, but some people's faces changed drastically.
Such as the Law Enforcement Elder, such as Cheng Fei, and such as Marquis Cheng, who was facing Gu Huaiyu's strike.
From the time Gu Huaiyu raised her sword to now, only two breaths had passed.
Looking at Gu Huaiyu, whose aura was getting stronger and stronger, Marquis Cheng knew that he could no longer sit still and wait for death.
The words of letting three moves were thrown behind him at this moment, and now his only thought was to interrupt Gu Huaiyu's momentum and kill Gu Huaiyu, so that he could save his life.
Compared with life, reputation, fame, and self-esteem were not worth mentioning.
So Marquis Cheng clenched his other hand heavily, and a battle sword emitting holy might appeared.
He shouted, "Go to hell!" and slashed out, an incomparably terrifying sword energy slashing towards Gu Huaiyu.
"Shameless!"
A group of disciples from Lihen Peak changed their faces, saying that they would let three moves, but in the end, they broke their promise.
How could such a person be worthy of practicing the sword?
The others looked at Marquis Cheng with contempt.
The sword user, whether it is moves or sword intent, should be open and close, and move forward bravely.
Generally, they don't easily make promises.
If they make a promise, they must do it, otherwise it will damage the sword intent, which is harmful and useless to their own sword path.
Many people who practice swordsmanship are not afraid of life and death, because practicing swordsmanship is different from others.
Sword intent can be comprehended by sitting quietly, while sword intent can only be comprehended in one battle after another.
Practicing swordsmanship requires the most battle.
None of the sword masters have not experienced countless life-and-death battles.
Marquis Cheng's move, although it was to save his life, was still spurned by many disciples of the Heavenly Mystery Sword Sect.
Even the people of Blood Drinking Peak kept frowning, obviously also unable to stand Marquis Cheng.
But Marquis Cheng didn't have so many thoughts, he just wanted to kill Gu Huaiyu before her momentum reached its peak, and win this life-and-death battle.
After Marquis Cheng slashed out a sword energy, fearing that this attack would not affect Gu Huaiyu, he jumped high, waved the holy sword in his hand, and slashed towards Gu Huaiyu.
"Roar!"
The dragon's roar rose again, and Gu Huaiyu moved.
She seemed a little helpless, it was right to make changes in order to deal with Marquis Cheng's attack, the spectators thought so, and even some people who had reached the Saint Realm thought so.
But was Gu Huaiyu really helpless?
Lu Chengfeng, who knew Gu Huaiyu best, smiled contemptuously.
She knew that the shocking sword technique that Gu Huaiyu practiced was divided into three strikes, the first strike was shocking, Gu Huaiyu had already used it, and the second strike was called Arrogant Dragon, she knew that Gu Huaiyu had not fully comprehended this strike.
After a long period of exploration, they always believed that the Arrogant Dragon strike required killing a strong enough enemy to create an arrogant and invincible momentum.
It was a rare thing to see someone in the Carefree Realm defeat a Saint.
This battle seemed to be a life-and-death battle between the two, but in Lu Chengfeng's view, this battle was just Gu Huaiyu using it to sacrifice the sword.
"Go to hell!"
Marquis Cheng laughed loudly when he saw that Gu Huaiyu's aura had finally changed.
But the next moment...
The divine dragon in the sky seemed to come alive.
Its body exuded a powerful aura, and the domineering sword intent dyed the sky gray.
The huge dragon head stared down at Marquis Cheng, it let out a roar, and swooped down towards Marquis Cheng.
"Roar!"
The divine dragon was very fast, its dragon head instantly smashed the sword energy that Marquis Cheng had previously cleaved, and then rushed towards Marquis Cheng with a monstrous aura.
"Ah..."
Accompanied by a scream, Marquis Cheng's body was split in half by a single strike.
The divine dragon looked like a dragon, but its essence was a sword light.
Arrogant Dragon!
Success!
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