C1256 (1/2)

The night was getting deeper and deeper.

The bright moonlight scattered across the forest, illuminating the starry sky.

”Brat, I realized that you're quite daring. You knew that I wanted to capture you, yet you still dared to bring me here by yourself. It seems that you're looking down on me!” The grey-clothed old man followed Ye Chenfeng, who was extremely fast, to a gloomy forest in the northwest of Gold Thunder City, and said in a dense tone.

”Don't waste time, make your move!”

Ye Zichen immediately summoned out the Dragonspine Holy Sword with a thought, then raised it up as he replied in a domineering manner.

”Saint artifact, you actually have a Saint artifact!”

Sensing the level of the Dragonspine Holy Sword, the grey-clothed old man's eyes revealed a strong desire.

The saint artifact was one of the top treasures in the central world. The grey-robed old man had always dreamed of having one, but now that the saint artifact was right before his eyes, the killing intent in his heart grew even stronger.

”Wealth is a crime, kid. No matter who you are or who you are, you will die today!”

With that, the old man in grey summoned a powerful array, restricting the entire space and trapping Ye Zichen within it.

After that, a quasi-Saint level sword with a wide blade and a dragon pattern on it appeared in his hand. It turned into a cold light as it attacked Ye Zichen.

”One Line Chop!”

The grey-clothed old man charged over with a shocking killing intent. Ye Chenfeng did not summon any helpers, and instead held onto the Dragonspine in his hand to meet it head on.

As the sword stabbed out, an ear-piercing whistling sound pierced through the air. The sword beam seemed to have come from hell, as it contained the power of death, colliding with the old man's sword beam.

”Crack crack crack!”

The two streaks of sword-light clashed against each other, creating a series of explosive sounds. The intense collision between the two streaks of sword-light constantly resulted in countless fragments. The sharp tips of the swords clashed against each other.

In the next moment, over a hundred million pounds of power exploded out from Ye Chenfeng's body, as he wanted to rely on it to block the grey-robed elder's attack.

Unfortunately, the power of a Nirvana stage Supreme Elder was too terrifying. A hundred million jin of force simply wasn't enough to shake the gray-clothed old man's body. The incomparably hard tip of the Dragonspine was forcefully bent.

A powerful backlash passed through the Dragonspine into Ye Chen's arm, causing him to take three steps back before stabilizing his body.

”En, I didn't think that with your cultivation of a fifth level Battle-Beast Emperor, you would be able to block my attack!”

The grey-robed elder revealed an expression of surprise as he looked at Ye Chenfeng, who had been forced back with a single sword attack. However, he did not slow down his attack, and his entire body suddenly accelerated, turning into an afterimage as he launched a fatal attack towards Ye Chenfeng, wanting to quickly capture him alive and force the secrets within his body.

”Three Great Bloodlines, combust!”

Facing the old man's fierce attack, Ye Chenfeng did not hesitate to burn his three great bloodlines, greatly increasing his strength. He held the Dragonspine in his hand as he used all his strength to meet the attack.

He wanted to test how strong he was with the grey-robed old man and how much of a gap there was between him and the Nirvana Realm.

”Buzz buzz buzz!”

The flaming sword light continuously attacked in midair. Ye Zichen and the grey robed elder both turned into afterimages as they fought intensely.