Chapter 822 - 819: Dominant Sword Aura

The crowd also reacted; if Luo Ting didn’t deploy the Ninth Sword, then his fourth-place title would be heavily suppressed by Ye Fan.

At this time, Feng Shaohao reminded Ye Fan to be careful of Luo Ting’s Ninth Sword.

Wiping off the blood from the corner of his mouth, Luo Ting angrily said, "You ant, you’ve made me angry. The consequences of my anger are terrifying, you can’t bear those consequences!"

"Is it?"

Ye Fan had already figured out Luo Ting’s Overlord Nine Swords, and he even found a way to counter the Ninth Sword.

Thus, facing the formidable Luo Ting, he remained unafraid.

At this moment, Luo Ting shouted, "Ninth Sword!"

"Sword Breach Through the World!"

The Ninth Sword, Sword Breach Through the World, was without a doubt a name so resonant, it could break through anything in the world.

This move was immediately activated, and nine swords appeared in the sky; they were the Overlord Nine Swords. Once deployed, the color of the mountains and rivers changed.

"Is this the Ninth Sword?"

The crowd was shocked.

The Ninth Sword had always been an enigmatic existence, and some even doubted whether Luo Ting could wield it and if the Ninth Sword really existed.

But from this domineering and sharp aura, the Ninth Sword was revealed to be real, and it had already reached a terrifying level.

This Ninth Sword represented absolute Sword Dao power, the core existence of the Overlord Nine Swords.

This sword was enough to make heaven and earth tremble, and it was the very foundation of Luo Ting’s confidence. Luo Ting had once used the Ninth Sword to slay a Demon Ancestor Realm who was a rank higher than himself.

But that battle was on the battlefield, and many posed doubts, not believing Luo Ting had that capability. Yet when Luo Ting truly deployed this move, they realized it wasn’t dubious at all.

Because the current Luo Ting definitely possessed that strength.

A battered Luo Ting, his white clothes fluttering, soared into the air, driving the nine swords, exerting pressure downwards.

"Ah!"

Luo Ting screamed, indeed, the momentum of the nine swords grew ever stronger, but Luo Ting himself underwent a drastic transformation.

Clearly, at this moment, he already couldn’t control the strongest Ninth Sword.

"This Ninth Sword is indeed powerful; if I were to face it head-on, I’d be seriously injured too, but the one who dies in the end would definitely be Luo Ting."

Yang Xiu exclaimed in shock.

Although he was strong, far stronger than Luo Ting, when Luo Ting deployed this move, he knew that even if he could withstand it, it would be at the cost of half his life.

Xu Zun also said, "That’s right, the Ninth Sword isn’t just empty talk!"

"But Brother Yang Xiu, we seem to have forgotten an important detail!"

"Hmm?"

Yang Xiu looked at Xu Zun with confusion, not knowing what the supposed important detail meant.

Xu Zun said, "Even though this move defies the heavens, so what; he himself can’t control it. The cost of deploying this move is very high!"

"I believe, once this move is unleashed, he won’t be able to use a sword for three years!"

Yang Xiu nodded and said, "Brother Xu Zun’s analysis is correct. Yes, once this move is used up, his body will inevitably appear empty."

"It seems that anything comes at a price, and clearly, this is his price!"

The two nodded in agreement and stopped talking, for at this moment, the excitement of the battlefield far exceeded their mood for conversation.

Seeing this move, Ye Fan couldn’t help but admire Luo Ting’s skill. If Luo Ting weren’t such a boastful person and properly refine this move,

he could surely roam the world on the strength of this move alone; at least, this ultimate technique was daunting.

Luo Ting descended toward Ye Fan.

"Sword Break Style!"

He positioned the Yuanhong Sword in front, himself behind, forming a straight line with the Yuanhong Sword, charging upwards.

"Boom!"

A blast erupted in the sky.

Nine swords descended, and the crowd’s complexion changed. Were it not for the Mountain Protection Array to resist, those present would have faced a disastrous outcome of death and injury.

"Senior brother, you must hold on!"

Feng Shaohao exclaimed nervously.

But at this moment, Wei Yan taunted, "No one can withstand senior brother’s sword, boy, once he’s dead, just watch how I kill you!"

"I won’t fear you!"

Feng Shaohao decided to change his humble character; he too wanted to be a high-profile man like Ye Fan. If a man isn’t high-profile, he is bound to be bullied.

So at this moment, Feng Shaohao changed; if it weren’t for the fusion occurring in the air, the two would have fought already.

The Sword Break move was Ye Fan’s merging of Sword Qi and Demonic Qi, an approach of combining strengths. He was an extremely terrifying Sword Dao genius.

The Sword Dao Power bared its sharpness, its speed unstoppable, but it had a flaw: lacking the Power of Sharpness, no matter how domineering the Sword Dao was,

it could never match the demon path in might.

And while the demon path was domineering, it lacked the sharpness power, missing the Sword Dao’s incisiveness. Hence, at this moment, Ye Fan combined the two forces.

Just as in that chaotic ancient era, the Human Clan was weak, merely prey raised by the Demon Clan.

The Sword Tao Ancestor used the Power of Demon and creative force to rise and eventually establish a counterbalance between Sword Dao and the Demon Path.

This formed the current two-family confrontation, back in that chaotic ancient era, a dark age for the Human Clan, rampant demon path.

In this regard, the Sword Tao Ancestor’s contributions to the Human Clan were significant, and opened a path for the Human Clan’s cultivation methods.

It was only later that Sword Tao Lv Sheng could stand side by side with the Demon Clan, and people gradually abandoned practicing demonic skills.

Nowadays, Ye Fan reinvigorated the cultivation Chapter.

With the power of Sword Break, he launched a simple and crude attack.

At this moment, Luo Ting shouted, "You can never defeat me! Hahaha!"

He laughed wildly.

However, Ye Fan’s Sword Break Power continued to ascend, piercing through the Sword Dao world he constructed.

"Impossible!"

Luo Ting couldn’t believe this; he knew Ye Fan couldn’t defeat him.

Yet, when Ye Fan’s sword pierced through his body at the fastest speed, he realized Ye Fan could indeed defeat him.

He couldn’t believe it.

Ye Fan broke through the nine swords’ defense with the Power of Sharpness, resisted the nine swords with the Power of Demon decisively, hence striking successfully.

Although the Ninth Sword claimed to breach through the world, what of it? Ye Fan remained a transcendent existence, even if the Sword Breach World was still unworthy.

"Ah!"

Luo Ting refused to accept this; he forgot the pain on his body, launching an attack on Ye Fan, who immediately fell to the ground from above.

The crowd saw that it was Ye Fan who fell this time, and they knew it was over, for no one at the same realm could withstand the Ninth Sword.

The Ninth Sword once more displayed its overlord power.

The crowd cheered with joy, for except Feng Shaohao, they were all disciples of Great Jade Peak, and now that Luo Ting won, their faces shone brightly.

The Sword King is indeed the King of Swords, forever the king among swords.

....

"It seems Luo Ting ultimately still won."

Yang Xiu, who was observing, said.

Xu Zun couldn’t deduce it this time; to his mind, Luo Ting indeed won, there was no doubt about it.

Because Ye Fan fell first.

At this moment, Luo Ting landed steadily on the ground.

The crowd cheered, as this was a matter of pride for Great Jade Peak. Luo Ting once again won with a matchless posture.

Feng Shaohao hurried to support Ye Fan.

Yet, at this moment, Wei Yan shouted, "Yanqi Peak is too much; now they’ve lost, brothers, let’s go up together!"

"Make them crawl back!"

"Alright!"

A group of people eagerly blocked the way.

Even though Ye Fan was weak, he still said, "Are you sure I’m the one who lost?"

"Hmm?"

In the midst of the crowd’s confusion, indeed, changes occurred on site, as Luo Ting hadn’t spoken.

Finally!

"Ah!"

With Luo Ting’s scream, the crowd looked over; his body was pierced with countless bloody holes, his face pale, then he heavily fell to his knees.

At this moment, Luo Ting felt dead inside, without the strength to even hold a sword.