The Immortal Taoist Chapter 92

Chapter 92 - Defeat Ma Teng, Hong Gang takes the bait

"Dayuan Life-Cutting Pill!"

Rushing the Sky Stage Warriors could only live to be a hundred years old. If not for the fact that he was forced into a corner, Ma Teng would definitely not have acted this way. The price of ten years of life in exchange for victory was simply too great.

However, Ma Teng could not lose, let alone the incomparably valuable Chinese clover flower, even if he lost to Ling Dao, he would not have the face to see anyone else in the future. Even if he had to lose ten years of his life, he would admit it. As long as he could break through the Rushing the Sky Stage in the future, then everything was worth it.

"Soaring Dragon Sword!"

This was Ma Teng's most powerful sword technique. Now that he had consumed the Da Yuan Life Cutting Pill, he had sacrificed ten years of his life in exchange for a short period of strength. His potential had all been activated. Even the same sword technique was much more powerful than before.

Ma Teng's fine steel sword seemed to have transformed into a little silver white dragon as it charged towards Ling Dao. Dragons were extremely formidable creatures between the heavens and the earth. The dragon race was also an extremely powerful race. Ling Dao had seen true dragons in his previous life, so the strength of their flesh made him feel despair.

"Silver Moon!"

Even after consuming the Da Yuan Longevity Dan, Ling Dao did not think that Ma Teng was stronger than him. However, this was the Sky-splitting Sword Sect, so he naturally could not reveal his full strength.

After becoming the Late Zhenqi realm martial artists, he already possessed a power of eighty thousand Jin with one hand, which sounded somewhat terrifying. Other warriors, even when they reached the Zhenqi realm pinnacle, did not possess such tyrannical strength. This was the problem with the cultivation technique, and Ling Dao was becoming more and more curious about the Desolate Immortal Slaying Force. What kind of outstanding person could create such a tyrannical technique?

A silver crescent moon fell from the sky and heavily crashed on the silver dragon's body. Ling Dao had only used half of his strength and already possessed such power. If he used his full strength, it was possible for Ma Teng to be killed with a single slash.

Even if it was only half of his strength, Ma Teng was forced to retreat, but that was only three steps back. In this exchange, Ling Dao still held the upper hand, and Ma Teng was so depressed that he almost vomited blood.

One must know that Ma Teng was a Zhenqi realm pinnacle fighter, and even though he had taken the Da Yuan Life Cutting Pill, he was still not a match for Ling Dao. Even after sacrificing ten years of his life, he was still unable to suppress Ling Dao, causing Ma Teng to go crazy with hatred.

Ma Teng's sword strikes became faster and faster, the power of each sword strike was extremely strong, even Ling Dao was beginning to take it seriously. The two exchanged sword attacks again and again. Sword light rippled out like water.

"Victory or defeat lies in this sword, Soaring Dragon!"

It was still a Soaring Dragon Sword, but it was much stronger than before. Ma Teng's spirit, had all been raised to the peak, and all his strength was gathered at the fine steel sword s. The longer the battle dragged on, the more Ling Dao's advantage would increase.

A large number of gaps had already appeared in the fine steel sword that Ma Teng was holding. If he continued, the fine steel sword would probably break apart, but Ling Dao's Scorching Sun Sword was completely unharmed. Besides, the dan bead had time to strengthen his body. After this period of time, not only would he not become stronger, he would become extremely weak.

"Alright, then I'll grant you that wish. Defeat!" Rushing Thunder Shadowless Sword! "

boom rumble rumble *

As if ten thousand horses were galloping, the Scorching Sun Sword in Ling Dao's hands turned into rolling thunder and swept outwards. Even the little silver dragon was frightened. The supreme might of heavenly thunder was something not to be desecrated.

"Clang!"

The collision of the two swords, the collision between the two, and the violent sounds, all the practitioners close to them felt their eardrums hurt. The outcome of this sword attack had already been decided. There was no longer any suspense.

"I've said it before, your sword art is inferior to mine. Do you believe me now?"

The fine steel sword in Ma Teng's hands had already become a broken sword, and the tip of the sword had already collapsed and flew out. Ling Dao's Scorching Sun Sword, on the other hand, was pointing directly at the space between Ma Teng's eyebrows. As long as Ling Dao advanced one more step, he would be able to kill Ma Teng.

"Me? "He lost …"

Before he made his move, Ma Teng had never thought about the consequences of failure. He was full of confidence that defeating Ling Dao was a piece of cake. Unfortunately, the cruel reality told him that he was not a match for Ling Dao.

"Ma Teng actually lost?"

"Ling Dao won? How is that possible? "

The crowd of inner sect disciples all felt that it was somewhat inconceivable, they thought that Ma Teng, who would definitely win, had lost to Ling Dao's sword. Looking at the young figure in the training field, they couldn't help but swallow a mouthful of saliva.

"We already told you earlier that eldest senior brother is the strongest. Do you believe us now?"

"And you still say that we don't know anything? So, are you guys right, or are we right?"

The outer sect disciples were extremely proud, they had previously said that Ling Dao would win, but unfortunately, they were ridiculed by the inner sect disciples. Outer sect disciples were only A fleshly body realm martial artist s, so naturally they would not dare to argue with inner sect disciples. But now that Ling Dao had won with such force, they felt extremely satisfied, as if they had ruthlessly slapped the faces of the inner disciples.

"Leave the staked Chinese clover flower to me. With so many people present, you wouldn't dare go back on your word, right? "

Ling Dao's voice was extremely calm, not at all happy that he was about to obtain the Chinese clover flower. A hint of paleness appeared on his face, and he panted heavily. No matter how he looked at it, he had done his best in the previous battle. Even if he defeated Ma Teng, it would only be a narrow victory.

"What a joke, I, Ma Teng have been an inner disciple for so many years, when have I ever broken my promise? This is the Chinese clover flower, take it! "

Ma Teng took out a jade case. Inside was an extremely gorgeous flower that looked like half a cloud. He clenched his teeth, a look of unwillingness flashed past his eyes, but unfortunately, it was handed over to Ling Dao in the end.

"This time you have won by relying on the lower graded sword. If you had also used a fine steel sword, you would not have been my match!"

Regarding Ma Teng's words, Ling Dao did not comment. After identifying the Chinese clover flower, he kept it. In the eyes of others, Ling Dao's attitude was clearly tacit approval.

"Junior brother, I wonder if you're interested in making a bet with me?"

Hong Gang who was standing far away suddenly spoke. Previously, when Ling Dao had displayed his true strength, he had been shocked, but unfortunately, he was still not Ling Dao's opponent. If Ling Dao could impulsively agree to his request, then it would naturally be the best.

"Did you take the bait?"

No one noticed that a trace of cunning flashed deep within Ling Dao's eyes. He purposely showed his weakness and pretended to barely win over Ma Teng, just so that he could get others to take action. Now that he had Chinese clover flower and lower graded sword in his possession, there were definitely many people who wanted to bet with him. Hong Gang was one of them!

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