Crack.
Upon receiving its master’s command, the skeleton shrouded in icy flas as tall as a person suddenly twisted its neck bones, its two hollow eye sockets burning with pale white flas "looked" at Qi Chuan.
Its jaw opened and closed a few tis, and it stepped forward.
Swoosh!
A flash of white light streaked past, already charging towards Qi Chuan at an extrely fast speed.
Even before it reached him, while still in motion, it extended two long bone claws, aiming in Qi Chuan’s direction as if to crush his entire physical body from a distance.
Its wide open mouth full of sharp teeth also opened towards Qi Chuan, as if intending to bite through his neck.
In its movent, its long bone claws trailed long marks of icy flas, and icy flas spewed from its mouth, freezing the void, terrifying and awe-inspiring.
Roar!
At the sa ti, to the left, in the void, a giant silver sword enveloped by the shadow of a Flood Dragon ca slashing, wherever it passed, the void shattered, and a remote cutting Sword Qi locked onto Qi Chuan.
Suspended in the void, facing a three-foot Cyan lody Sword glimring faintly in front of him.
Feeling the two fierce attacks rushing towards him, Qi Chuan raised his eyelids, his gaze was full of calmness, as if facing a gentle breeze and light rain.
"With just this amount of power, you think you can kick out of the ga?"
Qi Chuan spoke slowly, his tone light and indifferent.
"I’m afraid that’s not enough."
After the voice fell, the next mont, he moved his mind and activated the Seventh Sword Dao Divine Techniques.
"Human-Sword Unity!"
Inside him, a light chant rang out.
Buzz.
In the void, a clear sword chi echoed.
The three-foot Cyan lody Sword flew towards Qi Chuan.
Qi Chuan also approached the Cyan lody Sword.
On the Cyan lody Sword and Qi Chuan’s physical body, brilliant light burst out at this mont, dazzling light covering the figures of both the sword and Qi Chuan.
Sizzle!
Amid the blinding light, a gentle sound of piercing through air was heard, only to see the three-foot Cyan lody Sword thrust out from within the brilliant light, penetrating space, slashing towards the white skeleton and the giant silver sword with lightning speed.
And in the original place, after the remaining brilliant light gradually dissipated, there was nothing in the air, Qi Chuan’s figure, which should have appeared, was long gone.
"What?!"
"What’s happening?!"
Upon seeing this scene, not far away, Qing Jianzi and Song Dan were both extrely shocked, the forr’s mouth slightly open, eyes bewildered, the latter’s eyes wide open, face full of disbelief.
In the distant void, all three parties were all looking over, surprised.
In the void, the white skeleton and the silver giant sword that were originally charging at Qi Chuan lost their target, there was a montary confusion, only moving forward by inertia, tearing and slashing towards where Qi Chuan originally was.
Nonetheless, just as they showed a hint of confusion for that brief mont, the three-foot Cyan lody Sword was already slashing over, and in the void, it astonishingly split into two, turning into two sword shadows, slashing down towards the white skeleton and the silver giant sword respectively.
Under the watchful gazes, the four touched.
Then accompanied by two sounds.
Many eyes saw with utter shock that the silver giant sword and the white skeleton suddenly stopped, and then both flew backward.
Neat and swift.
Bang bang!
And in mid-air, during their backward flight, two muffled sounds echoed.
The silver giant sword’s blade developed an unmistakable notch, with several cracks spreading from the notch.
The white skeleton’s left shoulder had shattered, a massive crack from the shoulder bone downwards, causing several ribs below to break apart as well.
Nobody dared to believe such a scene.
The silver giant sword and the white skeleton were the proud magical treasures of Qing Jianzi and Song Dan, representing the pinnacle of their power.
Even if you brought just one out, for other True Masters at the Core Formation Early Stage, it was an imnsely powerful killer move, hard to resist, putting them in dire straits.
But now?
Under the three-foot Cyan lody Sword, they were both pushed back.
And during the retreat, both sustained damage.
Simply incredible.
"My sword!"
Seeing her Flood Dragon Head Greatsword being slashed and damaged, Qing Jianzi couldn’t help reaching out her jade hand, her eyes full of heartache, as if her own body had been ssed up by Qi Chuan, even feeling a phantom pain in her chest, making her involuntarily inhale sharply.
"My cold bones!"
Song Dan’s face was ashen, his eyes bloodshot, veins popping, seeming furious beyond belief.
The white skeleton was his capital for dominating other True Masters at the Core Formation Early Stage within the Yin Yang Mansion.
If the white skeleton were destroyed, his strength would significantly decrease.
Although he still had the magical power foundation advantage.
However, this advantage was not absolute.
As long as others improved their magical power foundation a bit and used so powerful magical treasures, they could surpass him, shaking his status as the number one True Master at the Core Formation Early Stage in the Yin Yang Mansion.
So at this mont, a murderous intent towards Qi Chuan rose within his heart.
Sizzle!
Just as the intent to kill rose within him, in front of him, the void was pierced by a sound, he looked up, and saw a faint cyan sword light slashing towards him.
But in the void, there was only this one sword shadow.
As for the other, it seed to have quietly shattered at so point.
Yet just this remaining one still had intense power, enough to exert massive pressure on him.
Seeing this scene, Song Dan couldn’t care about his killing intent anymore.
Now it wasn’t a question of whether he wanted to kill Qi Chuan, but rather whether Qi Chuan would kill him.
He hurriedly ford hand seals, divine technique light shone, and he spat out his second strongest magical treasure, intending to counterattack.
However, just then, from the faint cyan sword light in front of him, an invisible ripple suddenly surged out, sweeping across the void, striking his brow.
"Ah!!!"
The next mont, intense pain exploded in Song Dan’s Divine Soul.
Song Dan clutched his head, letting out a shrill scream, his face contorted.
Without his control, the divine techniques between his hands dispersed, and the magical treasure in the void hovered aimlessly.
"Qi Chuan, I’ll kill..."
A mont later, the terrible pain subsided sowhat.
Song Dan cursed in anger, eyes open, bloodshot all over as he glared forward.
Yet in the next instant, his loud voice abruptly stopped, the void suddenly beca extrely quiet.
"Gulp..."
Song Dan’s throat bobbed, his eyes crossed.
Before him, a three-foot Cyan lody Sword floated quietly, Sword Gang pulsating, piercing the skin on his nose bridge between his eyes, drawing crimson blood, which slowly trickled down.
At this mont, Song Dan was drenched in cold sweat, body tense, his scalp tingling, skin covered in goosebumps.
"I... I surrender."
Opening his mouth, Song Dan managed to utter a few words with difficulty.
Only then did the cyan flying sword in front of him slowly retreat.
Not far away, Qing Jianzi was holding her damaged Flood Dragon Head Greatsword, looking back towards Song Dan, watching the slowly retreating cyan flying sword, her eyes were full of confusion.
Indeed, Qi Chuan hadn’t slashed at her.
But, what could she do?
Qi Chuan’s figure had disappeared, and the cyan flying sword was too fast; if she intervened, she feared hurting Song Dan.
Furthermore, from the mont her Flood Dragon Head Greatsword and the white skeleton were damaged, she and Song Dan had already lost. Continuing would be nothing but self-deception and stubbornness.
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