Only Sword Immortal

With a loud roar, he released all the Inner Spirit s that he could release from his body.    

Even though Deng Qiulin knew that there was a gap in cultivation, he still controlled the magic sword in his hand and shouted loudly.    

"Prism!"    

"Shua!"    

In an instant, the magic sword in Deng Qilin's hand flashed with lightning, and a large pillar that was like a lightning prism suddenly appeared in front of Deng Qilin.    

"Chi chi chi …!"    

Following the appearance of the large electric pillar, the sound of flowing electric currents could be heard.    

Lin Yuzhu, who was swiftly slashing his sword down, had a pair of eyes that were as bright as the stars in the air. His white hair fluttered in the mountain wind.    

In that instant, she was like an icy spirit cloud floating in the sky, shining with a dazzling Spirit Cloud Sword light as she slashed her sword heavily onto the electric pillar.    

"Boom —!"    

Suddenly, a loud sound echoed in all directions.    

"Swish!"    

In a split-second, at the point where Ling Yun and the electric pillar clashed violently, a bright light suddenly flared up and soared into the sky.    

The fire that soared into the sky shot straight up into the sky. It was like an unfathomable stream of fire, so beautiful that it could not be looked at!    

Just as the stream of flames soared into the sky, rows and rows of gale tornadoes suddenly erupted from the point of impact.    

"Hu! Hu! Hu!"    

Rows and rows of gale storms spread out, instantly blowing everything within a hundred feet around them.    

In that moment, the disciples with slightly lower cultivation beneath the stage were instantly blown by the rows of gale winds, causing their blood and Qi to churn and making them feel like they were suffocating.    

"Crack, crack, crack ~ ~ ~"    

However, in the next instant, amidst the stupefaction of more than a thousand Heavenly Immortal City disciples, the lightning pillar which Deng Zilin had displayed, was actually like a stone dregs. It was blasted in as if it was nothing, by that extremely icy Spirit Cloud Sword light, and smashed into pieces.    

In that moment, Deng Qilin was greatly alarmed. With his strength, he managed to slash out his strongest electric prism beam, but he was only able to resist Lin Yuzhu for a short amount of time.    

With the collapse of the electric prism, Lin Yuzhu's Spirit Cloud Sword Light arrived in front of him in the blink of an eye.    

At this time of danger, Deng Qiulin barely managed to calm his mind as he once again shouted out with all his strength.    

"Electric Prism Shield!"    

Immediately, he saw Deng Qiulin abruptly swipe several times in front of him at rapid speed.    

"Swish!"    

After a strong flash, a flash of lightning and sword light appeared once again from the edge of the magic sword and instantly appeared in front of him.    

And it was also at the moment that the Prism Shield appeared, that extremely cold Spirit Cloud Sword light of Lin Yuzhu's, had already forcefully collided with the Prism Shield.    

"Boom —!"    

A loud sound exploded out like a thunderbolt in the sky.    

"Bang!"    

Furthermore, due to the impact, the huge shockwave created by the attack spread out rapidly in all directions with the Spirit Cloud Sword Awn and Prism Shield at the center.    

All of a sudden, all the Heavenly Immortal City disciples who were standing below the stage felt the strong wind blowing against their faces again and their entire body involuntarily took a step back.    

As for the entire crowd of spectators, all of them cried out in alarm. And at that moment, the Spirit Cloud Sword's aura had actually expanded by a whole circle.    

When everyone in the audience saw, their expressions changed, they were shocked by Lin Yuzhu's strength, he was truly too powerful.    

After the exclamations of surprise passed, everyone's gazes returned to the Sword Discourse Arena.    

Unknowingly, Lin Yuzhu had already quietly stood on the Sword Battlestage, no longer attacking Deng Qiulin.    

And then, the storm created by the collision slowly subsided. All the disciples in the audience suddenly discovered that Deng Zilin's face was ashen.    

Following that, he saw Deng Qilin slowly raised his head and bow towards Lin Yuzhu, "Thank you for showing mercy, Junior Sister Yu Zhu!"    

"There is no need to be so polite, Senior Brother Deng! We are fellow disciples, so let's call it a day! " Lin Yuzhu smiled as he returned the greeting.    

"This Junior Sister Yu Zhu's sword art is so strong!"    

Immediately, the heated discussion of the disciples in the audience rose up all of a sudden.    

"To think that the Spirit Cloud Sword technique was cultivated to such an extent by Junior Sister Yu Zhu. That final sword move just now was especially exquisite!"    

"Sigh!" This Junior Sister Yu Zhu! Just now, you were the hot topic for winning this year's Sword Competition competition! "    

"Hm!" Perhaps in this Sword Competition, only Senior Brother Qingyu would be able to fight her! "    

"…"    

"Lin Yuzhu wins!"    

The elder, who was presiding over the competition, immediately announced the winner of the match when he saw that it was already decided.    

"Yu Zhu, go back and rest first!" There's still a second round tomorrow! "    

Lin Yuzhu's victory was not out of Daoist Ling Suo's expectations.    

When the elder, who was the host of the arena, announced the outcome of the match, he immediately let Lin Yuzhu go back and rest. Naturally, this was not out of the ordinary, as he did not want Lin Yuzhu to come into contact with Tian Jian too much of him.    

Lin Yuzhu originally wanted to stay and chat with Tian Jian for a while, but after seeing Daoist Ling Suo say this, he did not feel it right to disobey his orders.    

Then, he turned to look at Tian Jian with affection before following Daoist Ling Suo and the other Spirit Cloud Peak disciples.    

After Ji Yuling saw this match, and then heard the heated discussion of the crowd, he couldn't help but to secretly worry for Tian Jian.    

"Junior brother, what do you think of this match?"    

After Tian Jian heard this, he pondered for a while, then said: "Sister Yuzhu's strength, is extremely strong! The sword art was also very powerful! However, in terms of sword techniques, there is still something that she is lacking! "    

Hearing that, Ji Yuling was ecstatic, and said: "Junior brother, what you mean is, even in the Sword Battlestage, if you meet Junior Sister Yu Zhu, do you have a way to win against her?"    

"Victory? Junior did not have that intention! With Junior Sister Yu Zhu's strength, even if her swordsmanship is still lacking, it will still be very difficult for her to be defeated! "    

Ji Yuling listened to Tian Jian and knew that what he said was the truth.    

With the strength that Lin Yuzhu had displayed, none of the participating disciples dared to say anything. They knew that they would definitely be able to beat her.    

"Since that's the case, we don't need to think about her! Junior Brother, as long as you play seriously in every match, I will also think that you are the best! "    

After Ji Yuling saw the strength that Lin Yuzhu had displayed, he also felt that with his current strength, it would be extremely difficult for him to become the champion of Sword Competition this time around.    

"En!"    

Hearing that, Tian Jian did not care that much, and laughed: "With senior sister's gift, even if junior brother does not want to fight properly in every match, it is still not possible!"    

"Humph!"    

Ji Yuling looked at Tian Jian, who seemed to be extremely unserious, and could not help but snort lightly: "Junior Brother, don't be too pleased yet, maybe you won't even be able to win a match!"