Chapter 126 Dominant Sky Ten-fold Slash (2/2)
A cultivator could burn his own essence to transform into power in a critical moment. Yu Yifeng did not expect him to be so desperate. He cried out and flew over with Mu Chengxue to protect Xiao Chen.
The first strike of the Dominant Sky Ten-fold Slash finally fell. The sand and stones were flying on the square, and the ground cracked open with numerous gaps. The crowd had already retreated far away. Yu Yifeng and Mu Chengxue joined forces to form a barrier which finally blocked this unparalleled strike.
However, it was not over. The second strike followed. The momentum of this one was even stronger than that of the previous one. All the nearby trees burst out, and the people were shocked as their blood and qi surged up. Many weak cultivators suffered tinnitus and eyesight dizzyness, and fainted directly to the ground.
Xiao Chen and the other two people stood in the field, so they took the most powerful blow. Although together they held up a barrier to block the strike, they all felt a severe shock and could not stand straight. The third strike followed, this time, it was impossible for them to take it. When they were about to be destroyed, suddenly there came a sound of Buddha's name not far away: ”Amitabha...”
Then three people were covered by a translucent big golden bell. The third strike of the Dominant Sky Ten-fold Slash fell. With a humming sound, the three people remained intact in the bell.
The three people together looked over and saw Master Xuanji chanted a spell with his hands folded, and then the bell dissipated slowly.
He was indeed one of the four holy monks of the Wuyin Monastery, and the crowd all sighed at his profound Buddha technique. He Chentian sneered and performed the fourth strike. Xiao Chen calmed down and chanted some spells. Immediately, three golden dragon shadows appeared in the sky. But they did not attack He Chentian. They stayed around the three people. This was the fourth style of the Dragon Roar Palm of the Mystic Cyan Sect: Dragon Stealth
Although the Dragon Stealth was above the third style, the Dragon's Wrath, it did not have attack damage. Instead, it protected the caster to resist the strong attack of the enemy.
The fierce saber radiance instantly arrived as cracking sound kept rising. Xiao Chen immediately cast out the third style, Dragon's Wrath. Dark clouds were rolling in the air, a dragon roar from ancient times shocked people's souls. Everyone's feet quivered. They looked up and saw a huge dragon head looming in the dark clouds. They could not help but gasp.
”Roar!” The dragon roared and dashed down to the fifth strike from He Chentian. The powerful ancient dragon breath was suffocating, and the blood-red saber radiance made people tremble. The two forces collided in mid-air, which broke the limit of space. The shockwave spread around like an avalanche as countless people were sent flying. All the tables, chairs and trees were turned into sawdust swirling around the sky under the collision of the two forces.
Before the crowd came to their senses, He Chentian performed the sixth strike. But suddenly, a mouthful of blood gush out of his mouth when he wielded halfway, and he could not continue. Xiao Chen also looked pale. While the other party had not yet stood steady, Xiao Chen instantly played the Immortal-override Steps, rushed to the front of He Chentian, and punched out several Cyan Dragon Roars. The dragon roar resounded as He Chentian could not use his saber to resist. Seven or eight palms hit in his chest as he spat out blood multiple times and flew backward.
A burst of applause rose from the crowd. Xiao Chen knew perfectly well that at the moment, he could not give He Chentian any chance to breathe. Again, he fiercely channeled the True Energy in his whole body, and punched out with both hands. A majestic mighty force dashed out with several golden dragon shadows. He Shen hurriedly lift his saber to resist. But he was previously damaged by the Dragon's Wrath and some punches, so at the moment he couldn't resist the incoming storm-like attacks. He felt his body became light, and he was floating in the air. He could no longer hold the Blood Lotus Demon Blade as it left his hand.
”Even though the Immortal's Practice has been declining, it is not up to you to destroy it!” Xiao Chen thought of the ruins of the Mystic Cyan Sect, and the rage in his heart surged to an extent of mad abandoning. Regardless of running out of True Energy, he sent out several palm force again.
Every palm force had the power to shake a mountain, He Chentian was unable to resist after being damaged, and he fell to the ground like a blood man. Xiao Chen reached out his hand to cast the psychokinesis as the Blood Lotus Demon Blade 30 meters away whistled to him. He held the hilt and stuck it to the tough granite, but it was not even inserted into it. He said in a deep voice, ”I'll take this knife. From today on, its name is Demon Slayer!”
”Bravo!” Several young disciples began to cheer, while Xiaoyue's eyebrows furrowed as she was thinking something in the distance.
He Chentain sneered twice when three figures flew here. They were He Xunke and the other two people who had left. He Xunke saw everything here and hurriedly held He Chentian, saying, ”Boss!”
He Chentian pushed him away, wiped off the blood on the corner of his mouth, and said to Xiao Chen with a cold smile, ”Immortal Slayer is yours for the time being. I will come back to retrieve it another day!” He then swung his sleeve and led the three men down the mountain.
Walking at the foot of the mountain, He Chentian snorted and said, ”Didn't expect that this boy is really capable of tying with me. He's got something.”
He Xunke looked at him and said in a low voice, ”Boss, you are hurt like this. You still call it a draw...”
”Hmm?” He Chentian glared at him and stopped him from uttering the words left.
On the mountain, because of the battle just now, the mountain gate square looked terrible. Sikong Yun's face almost turned into a balsam pear. Due to excessive consumption, Yu Yifeng was recovering Xiao Chen's energy by running the cultivation method. Xiaoyue walked over and gently smiled. ”Xiao Xiong, are you ok?”
Xiao Chen's face was still a bit pale. He said with a smile, ”With the blessing of the fairy, I'm not dead.”
Xiaoyue smiled gently and said, ”In that case, would you please tell us who your master is?” As soon as the crowd heard what she said, they all turned around one after another as they wanted to know the background of this mysterious young man who suddenly appeared.
Xiao Chen smiled. ”What if I don't say?”
”How dare you!” A female disciple of the Thousand Feathers Sect immediately shouted aloud. The Thousand Feathers Sect claimed to be the leader of cultivator's sects, and no one dared to disobey their words. However, this time, it seemed that they met a person who intended to act against them.