Chapter 180 - My Emerald Cloud Sword! (2/2)

Nine Astra Skies Mad Snail 52470K 2022-07-20

Boom!

That plump figure had taken a few steps back and Little Wingsy had stopped in his tracks too.

“It’s the sect leader of the Emerald Cloud Sect, Nie Qingyun!” A top Earthly Venerable fighter under Master Apothecary Xuanyi’s command yelled out hoarsely.

The sect leader of the Emerald Cloud Sect, Nie Qingyun?

Ye Chen was slightly taken aback. He was about to remind Little Wingsy to be careful but noticed that Little Wingsy was not losing ground at all as he pushed against Nie Qingyun’s palm. Nie Qingyun wore a flowing, green robe and was an old man. Nevertheless, his build was strong and hefty, and he was as fat as a meatball.

Nie Qingyun had not expected this. Little Wingsy’s body did not have a single trace of Celestial Chi agitation, yet he was not losing. The lofty sect leader of the Emerald Cloud Sect had to take a few steps back thanks to a punch from a five, six-year-old kid. If this news got out, Nie Qingyun would be a laughingstock!

“Little boy, if you keep bothering me, don’t blame me if I turn ruthless!” Nie Qingyun stared into the pair of toad-like eyes.

“Big Brother Ye Chen has said that you’re not allowed to go in. Thus, if you don’t go in, I won’t beat you up. If you do, then I will,” Little Wingsy waved his tiny, tender fist as he spoke in a sweet voice.

Nie Qingyun’s face turned ashen. This was the first time he was threatened like this and moreover, the one who threatened him was a five, six-year-old little child.

“You’re asking for it. Don’t blame anyone else!” Although Nie Qingyun was apprehensive toward Little Wingsy’s strange, fearsome power, he reasoned that, with his top Heavenly Venerable Rank strength, how could he possibly be incapable of dealing with a snotty five, six-year-old kid!

Initially, Nie Qingyun had planned to use his isolated cultivation as a reason to avoid this fight but ultimately, he could not withstand the temptation of the Human Tier medicinal pills. If it was just one or two Human Tier medicinal pills, it would not be worth his effort. However, these were no fewer than a few hundred Human Tier medicinal pills!

Nie Qingyun had seized his opportunity while Great Emperor Mingwu was busy fighting Xiang Xiong and Yan Fengcheng, to make a surprise attack. At first, he thought that nothing could stop him but after Little Wingsy sent Fang Bai flying in just one punch, he started to become nervous. Then, he sensed that Little Wingsy’s body had no Celestial Chi agitation, which meant that Little Wingsy just had this peculiar physical power. Thus, he relaxed a little and was about to rush into the alchemy room but was unexpectedly stopped by Little Wingsy.

Earth-splitting Wind!

Nie Qingyun hissed softly and his clothes swelled up. His bulging sleeves became his weapon and swept them toward Little Wingsy.

Little Wingsy had not seen a martial art technique like this before. He hesitated before throwing a punch.

Whoosh whoosh whoosh!

Nie Qingyun’s clothes were whistling with the sound of piercing wind.

Little Wingsy hit nothing but air and nearly toppled to the ground. With a loud thud, Nie Qingyun’s sleeve slammed into Little Wingsy’s back.

A Heavenly Venerable Rank expert’s movements were endlessly mysterious. Although Nie Qingyun was as round as a fat pig, when he showed off his steps, he moved as lightly as a breeze.

Little Wingsy took the blow and staggered a few steps. He was extremely upset. He turned around, aiming another punch at Nie Qingyun.

Nie Qingyun’s fat body flashed slightly and he easily evaded Little Wingsy’s attack.

Although Little Wingsy was an ancient, exceptional Winged Serpent, he had not learned any martial arts and he fought as a boor. On the other hand, Nie Qingyun was using masterful movements that seemed to dance among the clouds. The disparity between the two quickly became evident.

Thud! Thud! Thud!

Thud! Thud! Thud!

Nie Qingyun’s sleeves contained an immense force akin to three hundred thousand catties, slamming into Little Wingsy’s body again and again. Although Nie Qingyun steadily gained the upper hand, the more he fought, the more he felt alarmed. Each of his blows was strong enough to shatter Gold Arcanite Steel Armor. Even so, Little Wingsy was not injured in the least even after Nie Qingyun had increased the power of each blow that landed on Little Wingsy!

Ye Chen was initially worried that Little Wingsy would be at a disadvantage and was ready to unleash his Astral Body at any time. However, after seeing that Little Wingsy was unharmed after Nie Qingyun’s torrent of attacks, Ye Chen could rest easy. Although Little Wingsy had lost a lot of his strength after getting injured, his body was still that of the ancient, exceptional Winged Serpent. Even if a Mystique Venerable Rank fighter arrived, they would be unable to harm Little Wingsy at all!

Little Wingsy took blow after blow, getting so angry that his face turned red. Still, no matter how he swung his fists, he could not hit Nie Qingyun and was feeling despondent.

“At first, I wanted to spare you. It’s you who were asking for it!” Nie Qingyun sensed that he had used up much of his Celestial Chi, but still had no impact on Little Wingsy. His heart was gripped by a vicious fury. He took out a Tier Three spirit artifact – the Emerald Cloud Sword – which was the treasure used to govern the Emerald Cloud Sect. The blade flashed with a cold glint as it slashed toward Little Wingsy.

Considering the Emerald Cloud Sword’s power, most Heavenly Adept Rank mystical beasts would be killed in one slash. It could even harm Mystique Adept Rank mystical beasts and even fighters at the Mystique Venerable Rank was susceptible to injury!

With a sharp clang, the Emerald Cloud Sword struck across Little Wingsy’s back. Little Wingsy’s clothes were torn but his skin remained unblemished. However, there was an additional nick in the Emerald Cloud Sword. Soon, cracks branched out along the Emerald Cloud Sword and this Tier Three spirit artifact broke into fragments and fell to the ground.

“My Emerald Cloud Sword!” Nie Qingyun let out a mournful howl, the loose flesh on his face bunched together.