Supreme Cultivation System ：The Last Survivor

0The eyes of the big shots who were watching the battle lit up. They all looked at Lee Shaoyu. They didn't understand why such a powerful young man would be recruited by the Huanyu Alliance. With the abilities of the Heavenly Slaughter Saint Lord, he would be recruited into any first-rate power. It wasn't a problem at all. Why would he stay in the Huanyu Alliance?    0

    

The killing intent that soared to the sky instantly swept across where Jian Aotian stood. The surrounding temperature seemed to have dropped significantly. However, Jian Aotian didn't seem to notice it. He gently grabbed the hilt of the sword with one hand. At the same time, a cold smile emerged on his face. Divine light surged in his eyes as he stared straight at the Heavenly Slaughter Saint Lord who was approaching him like a blood shadow.    

    

The Heavenly Slaughter Saint was very fast. He arrived beside Jian Aotian in an instant. In an instant, he had slashed dozens of times from different directions. The blade was aimed at the fatal part of Jian Aotian's body. However, his blade could only hit the afterimage left behind by Jian Aotian.    

    

Clang!    

    

Jian Aotian instantly appeared behind the Heavenly Slaughter Saint Lord. With lightning speed, he pulled out the ancient long sword in his hand. A dragon's roar was heard in the air. He swung out a beautiful sword light and slashed at the back of the Heavenly Slaughter Saint Lord. Although it was only a single sword attack, it released an immortal light that soared to the sky, instantly forcing back the killing intent in the surroundings. The Heavenly Slaughter Saint Lord sensed that something was wrong and immediately fled. However, he was still hit by a beam of immortal light. A string of blood spurted out from his shoulder.    

    

Lee Shaoyu couldn't help but raise his eyebrows. This Jian Aotian was very fast. He was almost as fast as Lee Shaoyu. Moreover, his sword technique was very strange. Every slash of his sword would send out endless rays of light. Every ray of light could injure the enemy, making it impossible for anyone to guard against it. It was indeed worthy of being the sword technique inherited from the True Immortal. It was most likely an immortal sword technique.    

    

"He actually dodged my attack. He does have some strength, but his next attack won't be so easy." Jian Aotian sheathed his sword and stood there. He looked at the Heavenly Slaughter Saint Lord and said coldly.    

    

"Kill!" The Heavenly Slaughter Saint Lord flew into the sky while roaring furiously. He actually split into eight figures and attacked Jian Aotian from all directions. At the same time, he slashed out over ten blood-red blade lights. These eight figures were not phantoms. Each of them had the ability to attack independently.    

    

External incarnation!    

    

This was a kind of Secret Technique from the Divine Clan. Lee Shaoyu had seen it before in the new God's Chosen Token, but the Contribution Value he wanted was too high. He was not willing to exchange for it for the time being. This kind of Secret Technique could transform into tens of millions when cultivated to a high level. It was indeed a divine skill, but it was considered a common item in the outside world. Therefore, the price was not too ridiculous.    

    

However, the appearance of this technique immediately caused a commotion among the Mighty in the arena. There were some fragments of this technique in the Heavenly-sword Continent that had been passed down. Expert of Air-breaking Stage could also use it to create multiple clones, but Heavenly Slaughter Saint Lord was clearly a Air-manage Stage Cultivator. He could actually create eight clones at the same time. It was obvious that the technique he had obtained was rather complete.    

    

"If your strength is insufficient, it's useless even if you can create ten million clones. Instead, you can split your own strength!" It was obvious that Jian Aotian was trying to divide his strength! He knew the Secret Technique very well, and he knew its weaknesses and effects very well, so he didn't panic.    

    

Because this kind of Secret Technique wanted to spread the power of the Cultivator into the body of the incarnation. The more incarnations it produced, the weaker the individual. Even if it only produced one incarnation, it could only maintain 80% of its combat strength at most. Therefore, although there seemed to be a lot of people, the increase in strength was limited.    

    

Facing the attacks of the eight incarnations, Jian Aotian's counterattack was still the same. He pulled out the long sword in his hand abruptly, and endless rays of light shot out. These rays of light were like the power of the Fairy Realm, possessing the supreme Secret Force. Under the illumination of the rays of light, all the blade lights were melted into the void. The six incarnations of the Heavenly Slaughter Saint Lord were also swept by the rays of light and shattered in the void. They turned into blood mist energy and flew back into the body of the Heavenly Slaughter Saint Lord.    

    

"I am an immortal disciple, and I have mastered an immortal spell. You should have worshiped me, but you still dare to challenge my dignity. Today, I will kill you!" Jian Aotian failed to defeat the Heavenly Slaughter Saint Lord with two strikes. His body suddenly shone with endless rays of light. His entire body seemed to be surrounded by immortal Qi. His Qi suddenly soared, and even the void was trembling. Clearly, he was really angry. His body shot up into the sky like a ray of light and arrived in front of the Heavenly Slaughter Saint Lord. Immortal light surrounded his body, making him look like a True Immortal that had descended upon the earth.    

    

The two of them collided in the void. Both of their strengths were raised to the extreme. Every strike was launched with all of their strength, and the void was cracked open. However, their blood and qi were clearly suppressed by the light. The Heavenly Slaughter Saint Lord was no match for Jian Aotian. After exchanging a dozen moves, Jian Aotian slashed open the Heavenly Slaughter Saint Lord's chest with his sword. The Heavenly Slaughter Saint Lord's blood sprayed across the sky. His body fell down. He wanted to admit defeat, but his head was chopped off by Jian Aotian's sword strike. This was the rhythm of killing him.    

    

Everyone in the arena was moved. Jian Aotian had already won, but he still wanted to kill the Heavenly Slaughter Saint Lord. This was clearly against the rules of the ranking battle. Clearly, he wanted to show his dignity. However, although some people in the arena frowned slightly, no one tried to stop him. After all, this was a matter of offending the Sword Immortal Hall. No one would do anything for the Huanyu Alliance.    

    

Lee Shaoyu could not help but feel a headache coming on. It was fine for others not to say anything, but as the master of the Huanyu Alliance, he had to stop them. Otherwise, if he really wanted to kill the Heavenly Slaughter Saint Lord, he would not care about it. If news of this spread, it would definitely incite the ridicule of others and the dissatisfaction of the Huanyu Alliance Alliance. It would be even more disadvantageous for the development of the Huanyu Alliance.    

    

"Brother Aotian, this brother of mine has already lost. Please show mercy and stop when it's time." In the next moment, Lee Shaoyu had already turned into a streak of lightning and appeared in front of Jian Aotian. He stood in front of the Heavenly Slaughter Saint Lord, whose body was in tatters. If he had come any later, he was afraid that the True Spirit would have been destroyed.    

    

"Venerable Fast Sword, this brother of yours has challenged me. He should be prepared to be killed. Our Sword Immortal Hall has never looked down on anyone. If he dares to challenge our dignity, there will only be one outcome!" Jian Aotian stared coldly at Lee Shaoyu. He didn't put this so-called master of Huanyu Alliance in his eyes. In his opinion, the Huanyu Alliance wasn't a true first-class power. If it wasn't for the Tianyun Clan and Heavenly-sword Palace speaking at the same time, perhaps the Huanyu Alliance would have already become the past, and would have been destroyed by a few major powers.    

    

"He deserved to be defeated. If it was during normal times, I wouldn't have said anything if you wanted to kill him, but today is the Hidden Dragon Ranking competition. Everyone has the right to challenge you, right? Does it mean that everyone who challenges you must die? One shouldn't be too overbearing. One should forgive others when necessary. Brother, please let him go on account of me. How about that? " Lee Shaoyu said in a deep voice.    

    

You can let him go if you want. I heard that you are also a sword master, and you have killed a Air-breaking Stage warrior. You and I will have a spar. If you win, I will let him go. What do you think? " Jian Aotian put away his sword and stood there, looking at Lee Shaoyu coldly.    

    

"This doesn't seem to be the rule, does it?" Lee Shaoyu said in a deep voice.    

    

"What? Are you scared? Or are you just boasting? Actually, you don't have any real ability. "Are you afraid of losing face?" Jian Aotian let out a cold laugh and said.    

    

"I just feel that it is against the rules, but if you insist, I can agree to fight." Jian Aotian's aggressiveness made Lee Shaoyu angry.