His Qi and blood roiled in his chest, and Ling Chen couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of fresh blood.
Is this the strength of the Heavenly Ranking Eighth?
Ling Chen's expression was incredibly grave. This Longyang was an unprecedentedly strong enemy, his strength far surpassing anyone he had encountered before.
The top ten of the Heavenly List was indeed a watershed.
The gap in strength was too significant; he could see no chance of victory.
"Still not dead? You've got so skill, but that's as far as you go!"
A murderous glint flashed through Longyang's eyes as his entire body soared into the air, thrusting his sword forward.
"Sword Falling teor!"
As the cry fell, the sword qi shot out like a teor, blasting toward Ling Chen's face.
This teor was extrely fast. Seeing this, Ling Chen also circulated his True Qi and executed the Dragon Seeking Sword Technique's fourth move, Seeing Dragon in the Field.
Around Ling Chen, a dragon's roar echoed as if a true dragon coiled around him, protecting him with all its might.
BANG!
The two swords clashed. Although Ling Chen's Sword Montum had penetrative power, Longyang's Sword Montum was overwhelming and relentless, soon swallowing Ling Chen's Sword Montum and shattering it to pieces.
A streak of sword qi swept over Ling Chen's body, leaving a hideous gash on his chest.
At the sa ti, Longyang's attack had injured all his internal organs.
Even if I use the Ancient Saint King Battle Technique, I'm still not his match.
Ling Chen pondered. He feared that even if his cultivation increased by one level, it would be of no use. If he exposed his trump cards too early and they made no difference, he would truly be dood.
Thinking of this, Ling Chen took a Thunder Spirit Pill from the Heavenly Mansion Ring and swallowed it.
After swallowing the Thunder Spirit Pill, Ling Chen felt an electric current surge through his ridians, his True Qi now laced with a trace of the overbearing power of lightning.
"No matter how much you struggle, it's useless! Today, you will undoubtedly die!"
Longyang's aura erupted to its peak in an instant. A storm brewed over the surrounding ruined plaza, and dust filled the air.
WHOOSH!
Longyang left an afterimage where he stood as his sword cleaved through the air, tearing a conspicuous trail, as if nothing could stand in his way, slaughtering any gods blocking his path.
Facing such a violent assault, Ling Chen parried with his Cloud-hidden Sword, accurately eting Longyang's unstoppable sword tip. Yet, Longyang's subsequent astonishing force pressed the Cloud-hidden Sword against Ling Chen's chest.
The tip of Longyang's sword pressed against the edge of the Cloud-hidden Sword, sending sparks flying, and Ling Chen was forced to stumble backward.
Soon, Ling Chen was cornered. Behind him was an irregular, gigantic rock. If he crashed into it, he would undoubtedly be severely injured, perhaps even impaled by its sharp edges, dying instantly.
In this critical mont, Ling Chen also drew the Heavenly Mansion Sword. Flickering True Qi surged into the Heavenly Mansion Sword, and he used it to deflect Longyang's blade. Then, he stepped onto the giant rock behind him, landing behind it.
"Swordsmanship of Rival Ends!"
However, Ling Chen had barely landed when Longyang attacked again. His sword, though only three feet long, suddenly seed to lengthen as he thrust, stabbing at Ling Chen's chest.
Ling Chen reacted quickly enough to dodge a fatal blow, but a Blood Cave still appeared on his chest.
While shocked, he finally managed to activate the Ancient Saint King Battle Technique, raising his cultivation to the Sixth Layer Realm. Otherwise, he might not have had a chance to use it and would have died at Longyang's hands.
"Used a secret technique? A pity it still won't save your life!"
Longyang's face turned cold as he once again executed Swordsmanship of Rival Ends. This ti, he unleashed a continuous flurry of sword strikes, each one perilously close to Ling Chen's vital points.
The final sword stroke grazed Ling Chen's neck, drawing a thin line of blood.
Since he began his cultivation, Ling Chen had never felt so frustrated and helpless, like a fish on a chopping block, unable to fight back at all.
Humiliation, indignation, anger… These negative emotions erupted within him.
DRIP! DROP!
Drops of fresh blood fell from Ling Chen's body, splattering onto the Heavenly Emperor Heavy Sword. Subsequently, Ling Chen's eyes turned bloodshot, completely consud by negative emotions.
The Ling Tian Sword Scripture within his body began to circulate wildly. CRACK! An odd sound seed to emit from Ling Chen's Dantian. Imdiately, the True Qi in his Dantian surged dramatically, and his True Qi Virtual Pill began to solidify rapidly.
In this state of extre frenzy, Ling Chen's cultivation broke through the bottleneck of the Martial Artist Fivefold Realm, reaching the Martial Artist Sixth Realm.
With the aid of the Ancient Saint King Battle Technique, Ling Chen's cultivation even reached the level of the Martial Artist Seventh Realm.
Ling Chen's eyes were bloodshot. At this mont, his Mountain and Water Sword Intention fully erupted, condensing within the Heavenly Mansion Sword as he unleashed a fierce slash.
CLANG!
The two clashed violently and were simultaneously thrown back over ten ters.
Longyang retreated over ten ters, his expression surprised. The last exchange had left his arm numb and his Qi and blood roiling in his chest; he found it hard to bear.
A re cultivator at the Martial Artist Sixth Realm, yet this brat can unleash such astonishing combat power!
Who is this disciple of the Demon Way? His strength keeps increasing, and he can even erupt with power in a crisis. If he were to reach the Ninth-level Martial Master realm, I would be no match for him!
Longyang grew wary of Ling Chen. A brat he had previously dismissed now exuded a strong sense of danger. He knew that those capable of fighting above their cultivation level were all geniuses. Longyang was confident he was a genius, but to be challenged by soone fighting above *their* level ant that person was an even greater genius—a peerless talent, the kind seen only once in twenty, fifty, or even a hundred years. If such a person wasn't eliminated in their nascent stage, they would undoubtedly shine brilliantly in the future. And he, Longyang, would beco a re stepping stone, a background character to be trampled upon.
At this mont, Ling Chen, wielding the Heavenly Emperor Heavy Sword, charged at Longyang like a savage beast. Facing Ling Chen's pressing attack, Longyang rely parried, but in his heart, he was plotting a killing blow.
He could see that Ling Chen's sanity had dwindled significantly. Although his strength and True Qi had increased, without his wits, he couldn't properly control that power.
BANG!
Stomping a piece of rubble underfoot to dust, Longyang suddenly spun and thrust his sword at Ling Chen's back.
CLANG!
Although Ling Chen managed to block the sword, Longyang suddenly leaped up and kicked Ling Chen in the chest.
His body like an arrow loosed from a bowstring, Ling Chen flew backward towards the other side of the ruined plaza, blood trickling from the corner of his mouth.
"Die!"
A deadly intent suddenly burst forth from Longyang's eyes. A fluctuating sword qi shot out explosively, intending to strike Ling Chen dead with one blow.
The enormous Sword Montum enveloped Ling Chen entirely. This was Longyang's most powerful sword strike; even a Ninth-level Martial Master would likely be slain by it. If it landed, Ling Chen would undoubtedly die.
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