479: Chapter 253 Ferocious (Please Subscribe)_2 479: Chapter 253 Ferocious (Please Subscribe)_2 His voice had not yet faded when he saw a white light rushing toward his face.
That was none other than Bai Xiaozhao, its claws swinging, sharp as knife blades.
“A Five-tailed Wind Beast?”
Mr.
Zhao’s pupils slightly contracted, followed by a cold sneer.
This demon’s cultivation was a grade lower than his, but its talent far surpassed his.
However, his practice of the ‘Rock Eagle Divine Claw’ was ant to suppress all small-sized beasts.
And the Wind Beast was among them.
As Mr.
Zhao’s claw struck down, the thirty Wind Blades stirred up by Bai Xiaozhao were indeed shattered by his single strike.
Man and beast then clashed, creating a sound like the clash of tal.
The swift claws of Bai Xiaozhao were like furious winds, as fast as lightning; Mr.
Zhao’s Rock Eagle Divine Claw was strong and unparalleled in sharpness.
After a brief exchange of blows, Bai Xiaozhao was suppressed.
Its figure began to turn into a whirlwind, fluttering erratically and elusively.
Mr.
Zhao’s figure, in contrast, rose into the air, resembling a true rock eagle, circling above Bai Xiaozhao.
He patiently exerted pressure on Bai Xiaozhao, ticulously looking for an opening, waiting for a chance to deliver a fatal blow.
As the intense fight between the man and the beast unfolded, Chu Xisheng had already reached within a zhang of ‘Iron Blade’ Luo Xiang.
With just one step forward, they could use the weapons in their hands to take each other’s lives.
Iron Blade Luo Xiang had an expressionless face, with a shield in one hand and a blade in the other, “I never thought that after that banquet, it would only take half a year for us to et in battle.”
Chu Xisheng’s expression was complex, “I am only after the three unworthy ones.
All of you are renowned Coastal Divine Catchers, with respectable reputations.
Yet today, for the private gain of the East State Inspector and Sikong Chan, you are sending your lives away for nothing.
It’s too tragic.”
White Ape Sword Yan Liu had already walked behind Chu Xisheng, his deanor casual, and his entire presence seed nonchalant.
Upon hearing this, he couldn’t help but laugh, “It seems the Young Flag Master is quite confident in himself.
I actually do feel so regret for the Young Flag Master.
Such a young hero, yet so unfortunately on the side of thieves, bearing an all-too-early demise.”
‘Ghost Hand’ Kan Zhongze’s face was pale and cold, and he remained silent.
He knew that his three colleagues were rely stalling for ti.
Kan Zhongze was fully confident, believing that the combined strength of the three of them could certainly defeat Chu Xisheng, even grievously wound him.
Yet this man’s movent technique was unpredictable, his talent extraordinary, and the ‘Phantom Cloud Trace’ of the Formless Divine Sect was famous throughout the world.
If this man was determined to escape, they might not be able to stop him.
Therefore, Kan Zhongze was pleased to see the three of them chatting, buying ti for the many colleagues of Six Gates to surround them.
However, at that mont, Chu Xisheng took another step forward, and the tendons in his hand holding the blade bulged visibly.
Kan Zhongze’s pupils shrank, “Kill!”
In that instant, Kan Zhongze’s figure suddenly drifted forward.
His figure seed ghostly, his hands in the blink of an eye doubled in size, covered with a chilling Killing Power, exhibiting a greenish-blue hue.
They no longer resembled regular arms but rather the monstrous hands of mountain spirits, filled with copious amounts of Evil Poison.
Yet, before Kan Zhongze could make his move, Chu Xisheng had already drawn his blade with a ‘Clank’.
Tiless Mont!
In that mont, the flow of ti around Chu Xisheng slowed down by a full fifty percent.
Extre Move* Wind Chasing and Thunder Walking!
Chu Xisheng’s Extre Move, gathering the Wind and Thunder Power, while not as powerful as the ‘Three-Phases Divine Blade,’ its speed was second to none.
Under the boost of ‘Heavenly Dao Rhythm,’ with unbelievable speed, it aid directly at the forehead of ‘Iron Blade’ Luo Xiang.
Luo Xiang’s small iron shield was always kept in front of his chest, but he couldn’t cover his forehead in ti.
He could only raise the Ghost Head Saber in his hand to seal his forehead.
“Clang!”
With that loud collision of tal, sparks flew between their blades.
However, in that mont, Chu Xisheng’s Gentle Wind Thunder Blade slightly skewed, and a second Sword Energy abruptly burst from the tip of the blade.
But Luo Xiang sneered, quickly throwing his head back to dodge.
Six Gates had every record of Chu Xisheng’s encounters since his debut.
The possibility of Chu Xisheng possessing a Double Saber Gang was already well-known within Six Gates.
Yet in the next instant, Luo Xiang’s forehead was still pierced by the sharp Sword Energy, his entire skull cap sheared off.
And just before Luo Xiang completely lost his mory, he had only one thought in his mind.
Chu Xisheng’s Sword Energy was so long!
This man, with rely Seventh Rank cultivation, had unleashed a Sword Energy that was three feet two inches long, nearly the length of a sword, with a width that exceeded expectations.
And it was extrely sharp!
It effortlessly broke through his True Essence Gang Power of high Sixth Grade.
—What kind of Bloodline Talent was this?
At that ti, White Ape Sword Yan Liu, who was behind Chu Xisheng, had already plunged his sword into Chu Xisheng’s chest.
He watched his longti colleague die miserably at the hands of Chu Xisheng, unable to contain his anger and grief.
Yan Liu originally only used ninety percent of his sword power, but now he went all out, determined to put Chu Xisheng to death.
However, White Ape Sword Yan Liu’s stab t empty air.
Because Chu Xisheng’s figure had suddenly turned into mist.
—Qin Muge’s Seventh Grade Extre Move ‘Phantom Cloud Trace* Smoke Cloud Sky Trace’!
When Chu Xisheng’s figure reconvened, he had already appeared behind White Ape Sword Yan Liu.
“You bastard!”
Yan Liu’s pupils widened in rage as he slashed backwards with all his might.
This strike was with full force, and behind him appeared a gigantic white-ard ape, with a formidable aura and tyrannical might!
Yet Chu Xisheng, seeing this, simply let out a scoff, his blade motion transforming as if it had beco a round mirror.
Divine Wind Bright Mirror Blade* Void Hall Mirror!
His mastery over this move was profound, and now, under the fifty percent slower flow of ti from ‘Tiless Mont,’ his strike was even more perfect, even more exquisite!
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