C47 (1/2)

Zhao Binglong sneered coldly as he increased his attack speed. Ye Wen Han suddenly felt the air around him condensing. A gravity appeared in front of him, as if an invisible giant hand was trying to grab him. Ye Wen Han gave a loud whistle, and his clothes started to bulge from the influx of Qi. When the traction force became stronger and he almost couldn't stand still, his right fist accumulated all the strength he could muster, and he suddenly released it like a mighty dragon going out to sea. The two violent powers silently clashed. The blades and swords scattered all around were like fallen leaves as they were blown back like the wind.

Blood flowed from Ye Wen's mouth. This time, he could clearly feel that Zhao Binglong had used all of his strength. Zhao Binglong saw the effect of this move and did not give Ye Chanhan the slightest opportunity to breathe. His left hand dangled in front of him, while his right hand hung behind his back in a long saber posture. But his hands were empty.

Ye Wen's heart was filled with shock. When it came to martial arts, one had to rely solely on inner force to transform into various objects to attack the enemy. This was also the intention for a swordless victory. The key to victory lay in the level of internal force and the speed at which the moves were executed. If his internal force could reach a certain level, he could transform it into many weapons in his hands. For example, Ye Mo Han's Qi blade was transformed from Qi to Qi, which was considered to be the entry level for this kind of martial arts.

Zhao Binglong raised both of his hands into the air, a long saber appearing in his hands. As his arms descended, he held an eight foot long, three foot wide Qi blade made from internal force. The blade was faintly discernible. It was like a ray of sunlight in the night sky, wantonly moving about in the dark night. The long blade had the power to split the earth as it chopped down towards Ye Mo Han. Ye Mo Han was in a hurry as he used twelve Qi Knives, but the impact was like an egg hitting a rock. It was useless.

The Qi blade slashed down as the blade grew longer. With a rumbling sound, a three feet deep hole that could bury a person appeared on the ground. Earth particles flew everywhere, as if the sky was falling. Even though Ye Mo Han quickly dodged to the right, this attack of Zhao Bin Long's contained a great momentum. Ye Mo Han's left leg was still burnt by the Qi wave that wrapped around the blade, leaving a wound. Zhao Binglong missed with his slash. He flipped both his arms and sent another slash towards Ye Mo Han. This slash was slower than the previous one, but the power was much stronger. The blade was bright and the sheets were cold as if they were in the daytime. Although the wound on his leg did not injure his bones, it was too late to dodge. Even if he'd been lucky enough to dodge it, the force behind the blow had been much stronger than the last one.

Zhao Binglong laughed gleefully. The Qi blade was already in front of Ye Mo Han. Zhao Bin Long wanted to see how the unarmed Ye Mo Han was able to block his blade. Ye Mo Han accumulated power in his hands as he stared at the dazzling Qi blade. He intended to use his hands to catch this strike. Whether he lived or died was up to the heavens.

It was good that he could control life and death, but when he couldn't, he would hand it to the heavens. If he were to use his two palms to forcefully receive the Qi from the saber, even if he didn't die, both his arms would be crippled. But knowing what to do is something that an admirable person can do.

Ye Mo Han pressed his palms tightly against the Qi blade. The laughter, the sounds of the blades, and the sound of the air currents all disappeared. It was as if the entire world had returned to its initial silence.

As the Qi blade disappeared, Ye Mo Han's hands bled profusely and fell to the ground. Before he could close his eyes, he saw Liu Yiyi and Zhao Binglong, who had been stabbed to the ground by Liu Yiyi's sword.

So it turned out that Liu Yiyi had been following the two of them. However, her martial arts were not good, and her qinggong was not good. She could only see a general direction and follow them from afar. This also prevented Ye Mo Han and Zhao Bin Long from detecting that Ye Mo's life was being saved at this critical moment.

If Ye Mo were to receive Zhao Binglong's second saber with just his palms, he would instantly shatter both of Zhao Binglong's arms. Although the blade's momentum had slowed down, it would still be able to cut Ye Mo Han into two halves. However, at this time, when Zhao Binglong saw that Ye Mo Han was dead for sure, he was overjoyed. He did not expect Liu Yiyi to appear. Liu Yiyi picked up a short sword from the ground and stabbed it into Zhao Binglong's chest from behind. At this time, Ye Mo Han had caught the Qi blade with his palms, and Zhao Bin Long was suddenly stabbed and his Qi was greatly weakened, so he could not kill Ye Mo Han with his saber, but the Qi and blood of Ye Mo Han was still sent tumbling by the Qi wave. As the saying goes, when a person's power is with them, their power will disappear. After Zhao Binglong completely died, the grand Qi saber disappeared. Ye Wen Han lost too much blood and was hit by the Qi waves, causing him to faint.

”I can't bear to see you die.” Liu Yiyi placed Ye Mo Han, who was covered in blood, on her arms. Two lines of clear tears were left behind.

”What a pair of infatuated lovers.”