1161: Chapter 1159: Battle with Xin Jianchen 1161: Chapter 1159: Battle with Xin Jianchen “Xin Jianchen!”
Xin Jianchen enunciated every word.
“So you are Xin Jianchen!”
Xiao Yifeng’s pupils constricted, his gaze fixed on Xin Jianchen, as he instantly understood why the latter’s eyes harbored killing intent and hatred towards him.
“Xiao Yifeng, I’ve waited for this day for a long ti.
You didn’t disappoint ; you actually dared to co to the Martial Path Tournant.”
Xin Jianchen looked at Xiao Yifeng and coldly spoke.
“What’s there for not to dare?
If my master could extinguish your clan back in the day, I can just as easily trample you beneath my feet!”
Xiao Yifeng looked at Xin Jianchen with disdain.
“Arrogant boy, today I will let you witness the might of the Xin Clan!”
Killing intent surged in Xin Jianchen’s eyes.
“Co on!”
Xiao Yifeng, unafraid, stepped onto the platform alongside Xin Jianchen.
Watching the two ascend to the platform, in the distance, the Clan Leader of the Situ Clan, Situ Hong, was observing them with a flickering gaze.
Atop the platform, Xiao Yifeng and Xin Jianchen locked eyes, their gazes intertwining like invisible sparks in the air.
The atmosphere around them seed to freeze, suggesting the brewing of a storm.
An intangible aura exuded from each of them, vying for dominance.
Xin Jianchen slowly took down the object he had been carrying on his back, unraveling the black cloth covering it to reveal a sword—a sword engraved with the characters “Xin.”
With a wave of his hand, Xin Jianchen gently caressed the sword, eyes filled with nostalgia and mory, and also a deep-seated hatred.
“This sword was left to by my father.
Today, I will use it to avenge the hundreds of my Xin Clan.
Although I can’t kill the enemy who annihilated my clan now…”
“…but today, I will use you, the descendant of my enemy, to pay respects to the fallen souls of the Xin Clan.
Today, I will completely eradicate you with this sword.”
As Xin Jianchen spoke, he unsheathed his longsword with a swift motion, unleashing a burst of sharp brilliance that shot out from the blade, conveying an intimidating murderous intent.
Clang!
As the longsword was fully drawn, a piercing tallic ring echoed; a sword qi burst forth from the blade, slicing a deep crack into the specially-made material of the platform, showcasing the extraordinary nature of the sword.
“The sword in that guy’s hands is a Superior Grade Precious Artifact!”
Long Qian stated.
“Superior Grade Precious Artifact!
Truly befitting a Hidden World Clan, even having Superior Grade Precious Artifacts!”
Sparkles of excitent lit up in Xiao Yifeng’s eyes.
“Isn’t that the very sword Xin used to carry?
Could he be Xin Jianchen?”
Dongfang Teng, the Clan Leader of the Eastern Clan, spoke while looking at the sword in Xin Jianchen’s hands, a trace of surprise flickering across his face.
“Father, are you saying he is that missing Young Clan Leader of the Xin Clan, Xin Jianchen?”
Dongfang Han’s gaze settled on Xin Jianchen.
“Very likely.
That sword belongs to Xin Qinglin, the Clan Leader of the Xin Clan.
Now that it’s in his hands, he must be Xin Jianchen.
I didn’t expect there to be survivors of the Xin Clan.”
Dongfang Teng spoke indifferently.
At this mont, the individuals from the other Hidden World Clans all fixed their eyes on Xin Jianchen, recognizing the sword, and also speculating the identity of Xin Jianchen.
“Xin Jianchen!”
Yan Haotian’s gaze locked onto Xin Jianchen, his eyes flickering with light.
With a Superior Grade Treasure Sword in hand, an invisible Sword Intent pervaded from Xin Jianchen’s body.
His eyes were filled with intense hatred and murderous intent, his terrifying aura influencing the surrounding void, as his montum reached its peak.
“Die!”
Xin Jianchen shouted abruptly, swinging his sword like a bolt of lightning, slashing towards Xiao Yifeng.
Whoosh!
This sword was as swift as a teor, its speed reaching the extre.
Before anyone could see what was happening, the sword’s edge had already reached Xiao Yifeng, seemingly about to annihilate him in one strike.
The Xin Clan was best known for their swift swordsmanship, their swords striking as fast as strong winds, often decapitating their opponents before they could even see the attack.
As the Young Clan Leader of the Xin Clan, Xin Jianchen possessed exceptional talent.
Harboring heart-deep hatred, his motivation for cultivation was imnse, mastering the swift sword technique as fluid as clouds and flowing water.
With one strike, even the experts of the Celestial Beings Realm would struggle to discern the trajectory of his blade, often eting their end by his hand.
However, Xiao Yifeng’s eyes glead, as he could clearly see the trajectory of his opponent’s sword, all thanks to his ability to see through illusions.
Moreover, for so reason, while the sword appeared teor-fast to others, it seed much slower to him—whether this was an illusion on Xiao Yifeng’s part was unknown.
Swish!
Xiao Yifeng executed the Jiuxing Zhuiyue move, his figure flickering, narrowly evading the attack.
“You actually evaded my sword; indeed, you have so skill, worthy of being his disciple!”
Xin Jianchen watched Xiao Yifeng and coldly spat out, his eyes flashing with a chilly light.
“Your sword was as slow as an old grandma crossing the street!”
Xiao Yifeng laughed lightly.
“Hmph, the real show is just getting started!”
Xin Jianchen let out a cold shout, his body flickered as he flicked his wrist, swinging his Superior Grade precious sword over and over again, sending sword Qi bursting towards Xiao Yifeng.
With Xin Jianchen’s strength, coupled with a Superior Grade precious artifact, the sword Qi released was powerful enough to easily kill any initial stage Celestial Beings Realm expert, and even those in the middle stage would struggle to withstand it.
Whoosh!
Whoosh!
Whoosh!
Whoosh!
Sword Qi, sharp and forceful, shot towards Xiao Yifeng like a teor shower.
Each strand contained a terrifying force, enough to rend the void, annihilating all surrounding air currents.
Bang!
Bang!
Bang!
Bang!
Facing Xin Jianchen’s series of attacks, Xiao Yifeng was fearless, not even drawing the Minghong Blade, waving his fists instead to shatter those fierce and dreadful strands of sword Qi.
The sword Qi, capable of annihilating Celestial Beings, was obliterated by Xiao Yifeng’s bare fists, which remained unhard, showcasing the might of his physical strength.
Those Sect Leaders and several leaders from the Hidden World Clans watching were filled with surprise in their eyes, clearly not expecting Xiao Yifeng’s physical power to be so formidable.
“Sword like the Breezy Wind!”
——Hiss——
Seeing Xiao Yifeng shattering all the sword Qi, Xin Jianchen let out a fierce cry, unleashing a sword technique from the Xin Clan, his treasure sword flickering with light.
All his Sword Intent converged, releasing a horrifying Sword Intent with a thrust towards Xiao Yifeng, its speed like a quick breeze that left not even a trace of an afterimage.
The martial artists spectating only saw Xin Jianchen draw his sword, then the sword disappeared, its strike too fast to see.
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