C129 (1/2)

”Hong Xiaotian, anyone can brag big words, but only a few can really brag.” Although it looked like he was at a disadvantage, Ye Xingchen still had his trump card to play.

”Little Lion, do it.” Ye Xingchen suddenly roared out, and instantly attacked Hong Xiaotian, and when Uncle Fu wanted to stop him, he was blocked by Xiao Shi.

”Little bastard, even you want to stop me?” Uncle Fu let out a cold snort. The Spiritual Strength in his shriveled palm moved, clashing with the little lion.

Looking at Ye Xingchen's figure that was swiftly rushing over, Hong Xiaotian revealed a disdainful smile on his face, ”Ye Xingchen, you're courting death.”

Abruptly, a wave of Spiritual Strength enveloped Hong Xiaotian's body, causing Hong Xiaotian's body to emit an extremely powerful aura.

Although Hong Xiaotian was only a practitioner of the third stage of Small Three Levels of Grandmaster Stage, he had already stepped half a step into the Grandmaster Stage, so his strength could be said to be heaven defying.

”Hong Xiaotian, it's too early for you to be complacent.” Ye Xingchen glanced at Uncle Fu who was trapped by the small lion. With Xiao Shi pestering him, he did not need to worry about Uncle Fu coming to his aid. He could just fight Hong Xiaotian however he liked.

Ye Xingchen's swift flying body instantly came to a stop in midair, and Cyan Sky Sword suddenly appeared in his hands.

The Cyan Sky Sword seemed to be able to feel its master's emotions, and the sword body continuously trembled.

The majestic Spiritual Strength escaped from the Cyan Sky Sword and the atmosphere was extremely depressing.

At this moment, the sky on the public road was barely lit and there was basically no one around. Boundless energy wreaked havoc on the ground, causing it to slightly tremble as if the ground would crack and shatter in the next moment.

The Cyan Sky Sword had a cold look in its eyes, but no trace of energy flowed out of it.

Hong Xiaotian suddenly said, ”Hmph, Ye Xingchen, you deserve to die.”

Even though he said that, his men were not slow.

A ancient sword that was about to be released suddenly appeared in Hong Xiaotian's hand. Looking carefully at the sword, the sword body did not have any energy to release it, it only had layers of energy to flow in the darkness.

Just as Ye Xingchen was about to take a deep breath and attack, the Multi Colored Sword in his hand suddenly shot out with an extremely dazzling light.

Ye Xingchen's eyes suddenly became white, but he was not perturbed at all. The multicolored sword in his hand released a soft hum, as though it was responding to its master's attack that was ready, and along with it, the light around the multicolored sword became brighter and brighter.

The sky changed again. It was clear and clear, but in an instant, it was covered by a thick layer of dark clouds that did not know where they had come from.

Ye Xingchen's body moved slightly, the Cyan Sky Sword in his hand started to spin, but Ye Xingchen still kept his eyes closed slightly, as though he was unaffected by the world's affairs, but his expression was as though he was conversing with the entire world, the earth and sky trembled, but he remained calm. The black clouds in the sky did not remain calm for even a moment, as though they were flaunting it.

Immediately after, another bolt of lightning struck down, followed by millions of lightning that fell from the sky, landing on the Cyan Sky Sword that was still revolving in Ye Xingchen's hand.

”Heaven Breaking Sword Art.” Ye Xingchen shouted.

In the next moment, the violent wind blew, and the rumbling thunder became even more concentrated.

Using the power of the thunder, his palm struck the sword hilt. When the sword stopped, Ye Xingchen's wrist shook, and the sword formed a shadow, quickly thrusting out. There was no Sword Light, no wind, only an overbearing Sword Qi!

When Ye Xingchen's Sword Qi enveloped the area of the stage, Hong Xiaotian felt a sense of unease, because he could feel that the Sword Qi had caused him to lose his sense of direction, and, when the Sword Qi pervaded his body, Hong Xiaotian could clearly feel that his speed had decreased by a lot.

Actually, the reason why Ye Xingchen's Sword Qi could slow down Hong Xiaotian's speed was because his Sword Qi was mixed with the inheritance Sword Intent.

Inherited Sword Intent, after fusing with the Spiritual Strength, its power was extremely strong, and could even affect an enemy's state of mind.

With a thought, strands of pure Spiritual Strength began to split out from the Sea of Spiritual Strength in his Dantian. The Spiritual Strength quickly flowed through the meridians, and after a moment, Hong Xiaotian's body trembled slightly, the faint defense of the Spiritual Strength, enveloping his entire body within. On the surface of the Spiritual Strength's defensive barrier, wisps of flames burned up, burning the Sword Intent that had invaded his body into ruins.

”Indeed, he has some strength. He can actually burn the inheritance Sword Intent. It seems like his technique is also very strange.” A thought quickly flashed through Ye Xingchen's mind.

”Haaargh!” A row of Sword Blade slashed across the air, Ye Xingchen followed closely behind.

”Ye Xingchen, I want you to know that in front of absolute strength, everything is as fleeting as ever.”

Hong Xiaotian clenched his teeth tightly, his hand holding onto the sword, Hong Xiaotian stared straight at Ye Xingchen who was getting closer and closer, a cold light flashed past his eyes, he knew what this battle represented to him, and he believed that he had to win, and he did not believe that Ye Xingchen could defeat the both of them.

”Arrogant fellow, today I will show you my true strength!” These unorthodox methods have given you too much confidence. ” The Spiritual Strength was like the water of the Yellow River, continuously gushing out of Hong Xiaotian's body. In the end, it even wrapped around his entire body, and the surface of the ball of light, like a slowly flowing wave, swirled around like a gray ball of light.