Chapter 75 The Fall of the Sword Heart

"Bang!"

At the last moment, Bai Daobin forced himself to the side, and when another pillar of light was close, he roared and his body suddenly rose several feet high. His long sword, like a lion shaking its head, cut the pillar of light in two.

The two beams of light were shattered at the front, but before the smile on his face could fade, the brilliant red flowering tree bloomed again.

Then the red flowers connected again, forming four pillars of light like tree trunks.

Bai Daobin frowned deeply. He was a veteran of many battles, but this was the first time he had encountered such a strange and troublesome magical artifact.

His expression turned ferocious as he looked at the pillars of light. Instead of dodging, he raised his flying sword and slashed down.

"boom!"

After the four beams of light collided, a radiant light, like the sun, rose slowly on the arena. The already precarious arena exploded from the middle, and the thick smoke made both sides disappear from everyone's sight for a moment.

All the cultivators craned their necks and stared wide-eyed inside, desperately wanting to know the outcome.

"Cough cough cough..."

Bai Jingxiu's eyes widened suddenly. He recognized the voice all too well; it was his own Bai Daobin.

"We won!"

He stood up, about to burst into laughter, when a strong gust of wind dispersed the thick fog, finally revealing the situation on the arena to everyone.

"Well……"

Not only Bai Jingxiu was stunned, but the other cultivators were also stunned, all staring wide-eyed in disbelief.

At this moment, Bai Daobin and Xu Yuanlang each stood on the dilapidated arena where they could barely stand. Xu Yuanlang's face was pale, his left arm hung down, and blood dripped from his fingers.

Everyone looked at Bai Daobin, and saw that he had lost his previous arrogance and indifference.

His robes shattered, his body was covered in burn marks, his hair was disheveled, and the resentment in his eyes seeped out undisguisedly through his hair.

He stood there, leaning on his flying sword, the tip of which was covered in bright red blood.

Xu Yuanlang swallowed the healing pills, his eyes fixed on Bai Daobin. This guy was really tough to deal with. In the attack just now, most people would only have the strength to defend, but this guy had managed to withstand Hua Qianshu's attack. It could be said that both sides were injured.

Despite his severe arm injury, Bai Daobin was still able to use his magical weapon. Although his body was badly damaged, his sword intent remained sharp and ready to launch a fierce attack at any moment.

"Your magical artifact is quite impressive!"

Bai Daobin tried to steady his voice, but to no avail. His voice was filled with trembling and jealousy. Xu Yuanlang did not answer. He knew he was being frivolous, but he still muttered to himself.

"After using so many magical artifacts in a row, even with the replenishment of pills, your spiritual power should be almost depleted."

Xu Yuanlang raised an eyebrow. It seemed that the other party had mistaken his healing pills for pills to restore spiritual power.

However, Bai Daobin was right. The magical artifacts he used consumed a great deal of spiritual energy, especially the Hua Qianshu. Its ever-changing attacks, coupled with the constantly increasing beams of light, consumed an extremely terrifying amount of spiritual energy.

According to his estimation, if other cultivators at the eighth level of Qi Refining used the Flower Thousand Tree, it would be absolutely impossible for four pillars of light to appear. Even if they emptied their dantian, they would only have two at most.

He was able to use the Flower Thousand Tree artifact so easily thanks to the jade bowl that had always been inside his body. By drawing spiritual energy from the roots of the Seven-Colored Flower to replenish his dantian, he didn't have to worry about running out of spiritual energy.

"Since neither of us has much strength left to continue fighting, let's settle this once and for all."

Bai Daobin straightened his back, channeling all his spiritual power into the Haoxu Sword in his hand. The chilling sword energy materialized around his body.

Xu Yuanlang let out a breath. His condition was much better than Bai Daobin's. He was able to defeat his opponent through prolonged fighting. However, it seemed that Bai Daobin was preparing to decide the outcome with his next move.

Since the other party had invited him, he had no intention of refusing.

"Alright, let's see who wins the next move!"

"Gulp!"

One of the onlookers swallowed hard, making a sound. The people next to him immediately glared at him, and he quickly raised his hand to apologize to the people around him, indicating that it was his fault.

Apart from the sound of the wind around them and the clanging of swords on the arena, thousands of people fell silent at the same time.

Everyone was watching the two silent opponents on the stage. Everyone knew that this was just the calm before the storm, and what was about to happen would be earth-shattering and would become something they would brag about for the rest of their lives.

"Clang!"

A transparent sword intent emanated from his body, and then all the sword energies seemed to have found their core, rapidly merging with the sword intent.

Among the cultivators present, many wielded magic swords. Whether they were nurturing them in their dantian, carrying them on their backs, hanging them at their waists, or holding them in their hands, all of them emitted a low hum.

It seemed to sense something and began to tremble slightly.

Bai Daobin's aura surged forth, transforming into a giant sword that merged with the sword intent surrounding him.

The two family patriarchs could no longer sit still and stood up in shock. Both of them were at the peak of Qi Refining, and they could clearly feel that Bai Daobin's aura had now surpassed the peak of Qi Refining.

Bai Jingxiu was very worried. Forcing the use of techniques far beyond his own cultivation level was tantamount to pulling up seedlings to help them grow, which would definitely deplete his potential and be detrimental to his future development. It was not worth it for a single arena match.

He Yanjia, on the other hand, was eager to know the outcome, as it concerned his own interests.

"Sword Heart Falls!"

Bai Daobin disappeared, leaving only a giant sword in his place. Everyone was stunned for a moment, then rubbed their eyes and looked again. There was no giant sword, only Bai Daobin.

"break!"

Bai Daobin suddenly moved, and he and Haoxu Sword instantly transformed into a shooting star. Before he even got close, a sword aura pierced through the arena.

Xu Yuanlang stood in one corner of the arena, the platform beneath his feet crumbling, and a smile involuntarily appeared on his face as he watched the attack that was about to strike.

He stomped his feet hard, shattering the remaining ring, and charged headlong into Bai Daobin.

"court death!"

To the surrounding rogue cultivators, their bodies appeared elongated.

"Aoki Ryu!"

Spiritual energy surged on Xu Yuanlang's arm, and countless blue scales emerged.

A terrifying power coursed through his flesh and blood. He frantically mobilized all his spiritual energy, and even his meridians were wracked with pain.

He could feel time slowing down around him, and the five elemental natal magic artifacts nurtured in his dantian sensed his emotions, with all the power converging towards one of the artifacts.

He clenched his right hand tightly, the hard feel of it startling him. He looked at the approaching Haoxu Sword and froze on the spot as if nailed down, drawing his magic weapon.

"White Jade - Blood in the Box!"