C37 (1/2)

Given Yan Nantian's status and identity, he was naturally unwilling to make the first move. Leng Jun was not the least bit polite, as he held the Crystal Sword's sword sheath in his hand and used the Martial Skill on the golden seal in the Nanqiao Sect that he had comprehended over the past three years.

Seeing that Leng Jun did not unsheathe the Crystal Sword, Yan Nantian thought that the other party was looking down on him and the anger in his heart grew even stronger. With a cold snort, he did not unsheathe the sword from its sheath. Instead, he raised his sword and blocked the attack.

Leng Jun took the initiative to attack in a rush, using up all of the Martial Skill s in his Nanqiao Sect once, but Yan Nantian still stood at his original position without moving an inch.

Leng Jun never thought that Yan Nantian's strength would be so strong, it looks like the strongest Sect Master was not called that for nothing.

Yan Nantian had seen the Martial Skill s of the Nanqiao Sect before when he was young, and when he saw that Leng Jun had used up all of his Nanqiao Sect, he felt relieved. In battles between experts, one would be able to understand the depth of the opponent's strength. After seeing Leng Jun's Martial Skill, Yan Nantian had already determined that Leng Jun's learning of the Nanqiao Sect would not exceed three years.

Yan Nantian couldn't help but be a little worried that Leng Jun would challenge him at such a young age. However, when he saw Leng Jun take action, all his worries vanished like smoke in thin air. If it was only the martial skills of the thirty-six sects, he would no longer put any of the current sect heads in his eyes.

Yan Nantian was an outstanding genius. After dozens of years of studying, he had long since broken through the Pithy Formula of Elemental Energy of the East Astral Sect. Right now, even if Yan Nantian were to face the Four Heavenly Kings, he would have the confidence to fight them, let alone a brat like Leng Jun.

Seeing that the Nanqiao Sect's Martial Skill was ineffective, Leng Jun changed his sword style and used the golden seal Martial Skill that he was most familiar with.

Beiyou Sect had already practiced his Martial Skill for more than eight years, and already had some progress. The sword move changed, and Yan Nantian noticed it, thus he no longer stood there motionlessly, and started to wander around.

Previously, Yan Nantian only defended and did not attack, but it was already enough to cause the audience to wail and scream, because Leng Jun's attack had long surpassed the limit of ten moves. Now that Yan Nantian had started to dodge, it made them cry out in alarm again and again.

Yan Nantian deliberately tried to probe out, and as such, continued to defend more than attack. He wanted to see just how much ability Leng Jun had.

But when Leng Jun used Martial Skill for the second time, Yan Nantian finally started his attack.

When Yan Nantian made his move, Leng Jun only had the power to resist, he did not have the power to fight back at all. Even so, Leng Jun was still holding onto his sword sheath to defend.

Yan Nantian saw this and thought that Leng Jun was underestimating him. Furthermore, he had already understood Leng Jun's strength, so he did not hold back anymore.

Yan Nantian suddenly took a few steps back, pulled out his own sword, and then said to Leng Jun: ”Brat, pull out your sword!”

It wasn't easy for him to find a time to rest, but Leng Jun didn't even have time to reply as he stood there panting heavily. However, he did not pull out the Crystal Sword as Yan Nantian had said. Instead, he still held onto the end of the sword sheath, preparing to block Yan Nantian's next attack.

Yan Nantian snorted, the sword had been imbued with Qi, and he had finally unleashed his trump card, the Martial Skill he had created, the One Sword in the Sky of South.

Leng Jun felt the pressure that Yan Nantian was giving him, and immediately raised his sword to parry. However, he did not expect Yan Nantian's strength to have reached such a stage, especially his one sword strike, the tip of the sword had not even reached, and the pressure from the sword already made Leng Jun unable to move.

With a ”qiang” sound, Leng Jun's Crystal Sword flew out of his hand.

Seeing that, Leng Jun was shocked, and immediately extended his hand to grab.

In a moment of desperation, Leng Jun grabbed onto the Crystal Sword's hilt, causing the cold Qi to spread to him once again through the sword, and the blue purple colored vitality in Leng Jun's body appeared once again.