"Crack, crack, crack, crack, crack..."
In mid-air, swords clashed with swords, and countless Sword Light vanished into nothingness.
Liu Haoran’s sword speed reached its peak, unprecedented.
This would be the toughest battle he had ever encountered since he began his sword cultivation!
However, even Liu Haoran, known for his swift sword, found it difficult under Mo Wangchen’s Infinite Sword third style.
The Lingtian Style was terrifying, the sword rain fell like sparkling stars, endlessly, as if it would never cease.
Eventually, Liu Haoran’s sword speed could no longer keep up with the falling sword rain.
The Ten Thousand Sword Lights covered above him, locked onto him, and slashed down together, eventually engulfing him entirely.
"Sizzling, sizzling, sizzling..."
The sharp Sword Light was endless, launching a blanket attack, causing the area Liu Haoran was in to collapse and crash down.
Under the fearful gazes of everyone in Taifeng City, ultimately, Liu Haoran was pierced by ten thousand swords, his entire being slashed into a mist of blood, his form and spirit annihilated, and his body was transmitted out.
The mont he appeared inside Taifeng City, Liu Haoran’s complexion was extrely pale, and he couldn’t help but cough up blood. After taking a deep breath, he fixedly stared at Mo Wangchen, who stood with his sword in front of Tianlan Saint Heir above the fifth Heavenly Universe.
"What a terrifying sword technique!"
"With such a supre offensive, who could withstand it at the sa realm?"
After a brief silence in Taifeng City, the crowd erupted into an uproar.
Many couldn’t help but gasp, eyes filled with fear, recalling the scene where Liu Haoran was pierced by ten thousand swords, which still made them tremble uncontrollably.
Too terrifying, is this truly Mo Wangchen’s real strength?
"Even Ghost Sword Liu Haoran was defeated. Now, I suppose the Tianlan Saint Heir should personally take action..."
Soone spoke, eyes filled with intense heat. Up to now, the strength Mo Wangchen displayed was not much inferior to the Saint Level geniuses. In a battle of the sa realm, who would be stronger, he or the Tianlan Saint Heir?
"In a battle of the sa realm, I have no chance of winning against him. This person grows too fast. Even if I absorbed the opportunities from the Chaotic God Tomb, I still might not match him!"
In the fifth layer of the Heavenly Universe, Zhen Ming clenched his fists tightly. In the previous battle, he naturally watched from start to finish, and the strength Mo Wangchen displayed was shocking. Zhen Ming admitted that within this fifth Heavenly Universe, even if their strength was equivalent, he was by no ans a match for Mo Wangchen.
Moreover, in the instant of confrontation, he might be defeated!
"The Divine Bell assessnt, Creation and Transformation Empowernt, a century of Reverse Life, I must win the championship, or else I will be trampled by him for a lifeti!"
Zhen Ming gritted his teeth, feeling extrely unwilling. When they first t at Xianlai Peak, Mo Wangchen was nothing more than an ant in his eyes. Who would have thought that in less than half a year, Mo Wangchen would completely surpass him.
At the sa ti, the Purple Extre Saint in the fifth layer remained silent, Saintess Yunxi gazed afar with her beautiful eyes, speechless for a long ti, while the Heavenly Martial Saint Heir returned his gaze from the direction of Mo Wangchen.
"Do you still think I am not worth your personal action?"
Mo Wangchen withdrew his sword and stood upright, turning to look at the Tianlan Saint Heir. His gaze was extrely cold, and his killing intent was evident.
"Very well! Defeating Haoran, you indeed deserve my personal action, but that only gives you the qualification to make act, Mo Wangchen, let show you what it ans to be truly invincible in the sa realm!"
The Tianlan Saint Heir roared and shot up into the air, leaving the cushion behind, soaring into mid-air.
He stood with his hands behind his back, his gaze radiant, surrounded by infinite Holy Light, resembling a Heavenly Vault Divine Son, yet to prove Reverse Life, but already exuding the invincible aura of a Reverse Life Realm expert reigning over the world!
"You deem your Sword Dao extraordinary, defeating even Haoran, but sadly, in my eyes, your sword poses no threat to whatsoever."
The Tianlan Saint Heir’s icy gaze fell on Mo Wangchen, his words faintly carrying an intense confidence. With a dismissive laugh, he spoke again, "If you don’t believe, you may make your move. I will stand here. If your sword manages to hurt in the slightest, I will end it myself today and cease the assessnt path."
"What?"
Hearing this, no one in Taifeng City wasn’t astonished, "Is it true? Standing still, letting Mo Wangchen attack?"
"That’s a genius who has comprehended Sword Intent, defeated the head of the Eastern Desolate Heavenly Martial Seven Swords, and now even the Northern Desolate Ghost Sword Liu Haoran is defeated. Is the Tianlan Saint Heir being too arrogant?" Even the older generation experts couldn’t quite believe it.
They had witnessed Mo Wangchen’s powerful sword technique during the battle with Liu Haoran, especially the final move, Lingtian Style, a strike of ten thousand swords, probably even the Undying Sword Body of the Heavenly Martial Saint wouldn’t dare to face it head-on, would it?
What does the Tianlan Saint Heir rely on to dare to utter such wild words?
Amid everyone’s amazent and shock, within the fifth Heavenly Universe, Mo Wangchen also slightly furrowed his brows, sensing an extre confidence in the Tianlan Saint Heir’s eyes. This wasn’t arrogant hubris but instead gave off a genuine feeling of being invincible over all beings.
"Buzz..."
After a cold snort, the Dao Heaven Sword in Mo Wangchen’s hand trembled violently, the Sword Sound whistling through the air as Heaven and Earth darkened once more. He directly executed the third style of the Infinite Sword Technique, channeling the power of Sword Intent.
In an instant, the Ten Thousand Sword Lights manifested again, locking onto the entire person of the Tianlan Saint Heir. The Sword Light descended like a rainbow, its offensive more terrifying than during the previous battle with Liu Haoran.
"Boom!"
The Tianlan Saint Heir stood with his hands behind his back, unmoving, an expression of utter calm. Just as the sword light approached his head, a violent tremor passed through his body, and a red mist began to spread from him, seemingly forming so kind of Wind Gang that enveloped him completely.
"Crack!"
"Crack!"
"Crack!"
The myriad swords descended, completely striking the Tianlan Saint Heir. However, unexpectedly for Mo Wangchen and everyone else, these Sword Lights, upon touching that red Wind Gang surrounding the Tianlan Saint Heir, all completely disintegrated and crumbled, unable to break through his defense at all.
"Crack!"
"Crack!"
"Crack!"
The Sword Lights continuously extinguished. Monts later, the myriad swords all collapsed and vanished, Heaven and Earth gradually restored their original brightness. In mid-air, the Tianlan Saint Heir still stood quietly in place, his icy gaze directed at Mo Wangchen.
"I have tempered my body with Reverse Life Sacred Blood, after more than two thousand years, now at last I have forged a Supre Physique, unique in the world, unmatched throughout eternity."
The Tianlan Saint Heir’s faint voice echoed, his gaze resting on Mo Wangchen, a hint of disdain showing in his eyes, "I call it, Reverse Life Divine Body, your sword, before my Divine Body, is utterly inadequate."
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