"Go!" Forget about the others, they're not a threat anyway! "

"If we 19 of us join forces, how could we not be able to deal with him?"

Even if it was Zhong Jianxing, facing such a situation, he would definitely lose. Each one of them were not weak. It was true that Zhong Jianxing was the eldest senior brother, but that was only if he fought one on one against each of them.

"It's over, the brat from Sky-splitting Sword Sect will suffer a miserable fate this time!"

Nineteen pract.i.tioners at the peak of the Rus.h.i.+ng the Sky Stage were in full fury. Because of the stimulation of the one thousand Low grade spirit stone, they would naturally attack with all their might. Ling Dao's arm or leg was like a thousand pieces of Low grade spirit stone. In their eyes, Ling Dao was no longer a Rus.h.i.+ng the Sky Stage warrior, but a spirit stone!

"c.r.a.p!" If this continues, Ling Dao will be in danger! "

Duan Zhenghui and Zhuang Xin started to worry, even if it was the Early Stage Warriors of the Air Defense Realm s, they would still have a headache facing such a crazy nineteen A disciple at the peak of the Soaring Sky Realm s, and might even have to take the initiative to retreat. Otherwise, there would be no good ending.

If Ling Dao walked down from Sword Battlestage now, it would be equivalent to admitting defeat. In that case, those Heavy Sword Sect s would not be able to make a move against him. If it were anyone else, they would have done this. Unfortunately, Ling Dao would never do this.

Unlike others, Ling Dao was thinking about how to defeat these people in front of him. The nineteen A disciple at the peak of the Soaring Sky Realm s were indeed powerful, but relying on their own movement techniques, Ling Dao could completely wander between them, and then defeat them one by one …

The first to rush to Ling Dao's front were only the three A disciple at the peak of the Soaring Sky Realm s. The reason why they had all displayed the sword techniques they were most proud of was so they could first defeat Ling Dao and then cut off his arms or legs.

They had indeed joined forces, but their hearts weren't all that strong. After all, Ling Dao only had two arms and two legs, which were definitely not enough for the nineteen of them. Whoever could cut off Ling Dao's arms and legs first would get a thousand Low grade spirit stone.

"Wind Thunder Sword!"

The Heavenly Thunder Sword suddenly appeared in front of a pract.i.tioner at the peak of the Rus.h.i.+ng the Sky Stage, and then fiercely slashed down on his sword. When the sword and the sword clashed, Ling Dao was completely victorious, and the Heavenly Thunder Sword stabbed into the shoulder of the pract.i.tioner at the peak of the Rus.h.i.+ng the Sky Stage with its fastest speed.

These Heavy Sword Sect Disciple s all wanted to cut off Ling Dao's arms and legs, so Ling Dao would naturally not be lenient towards them. After thrusting out his sword, Ling Dao took out the Heavenly Thunder Sword, using Eight Steps of Star Chasing, he appeared in front of another peak Rus.h.i.+ng the Sky Stage warrior.

In the pouring rain, Ling Dao's body was like a ghost as it continuously moved about on the spot. Every time he appeared in front of a pract.i.tioner at the peak of the Rus.h.i.+ng the Sky Stage, that warrior would be attacked by him.

Everyone thought that Ling Dao would suffer a miserable fate, but unfortunately, not long after, they were all dumbstruck. The great battle on the Sword Battlestage had become a performance for Ling Dao alone. If it was a battle of life and death, perhaps even nineteen A disciple at the peak of the Soaring Sky Realm s of the Heavy Sword Sect would die.

"Hiss …" How is that possible? "

An hour later, Ling Dao was standing proudly in the middle of the arena, while all nineteen A disciple at the peak of the Soaring Sky Realm s were sprawled on the ground. On their bodies, more or less, there were sword wounds. Amongst them, there were still many who had the strength to fight. Unfortunately, they didn't dare to get up.

"Tras.h.!.+" They were all tras.h.!.+ Why does my Heavy Sword Sect have a group of trash like you? "Puff!"

Zhong Taicang suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood. The combined strength of nineteen experts at the peak of the Rus.h.i.+ng the Sky Stage was actually defeated by a single Heaven Breaking Middle Stage pract.i.tioner. He had been beaten to the point where he didn't dare to draw his sword. What sort of humiliation was this?

"We won, we won?!"

is invincible! Ling Dao is mighty!

At the beginning, there were only a few Sky-splitting Sword Sect disciples shouting, but soon after, even the elders of the Sky-splitting Sword Sect began to shout. In the end, many people in the entire Sword Fighting Palace began to shout.

Amongst the Sword Fighting Palace, the eyes which many youths looked at Ling Dao with, revealed a trace of adoration. There were also quite a few female disciples who looked at Ling Dao with enchanting eyes. Such geniuses, if they were able to have their eyes on them, then they would have a place to live in their entire lives.

"Sect Leader, doesn't that mean our Sky-splitting Sword Sect will have two Spirit Stone veins now?"

"Yeah, he actually won, it's too unbelievable!"

Even as a sect master, Duan Zhenghui could not hide his joy. He was already prepared to lose a spirit stone vein, but he didn't expect that Ling Dao would actually win, and with such a beautiful victory, he beat the disciples of the Heavy Sword Sect not daring to take any action.

Zhong Taicang's expression was sinister, he wanted to charge up to Sword Battlestage and tear Ling Dao into ten thousand pieces. He had already made up his mind. After leaving Anshan County City, he definitely could not let Ling Dao and the others return to Sky-splitting Sword Sect!