"Pure Yang Nine Swords!"
As Ling Xiaozi uttered these words.
The entire Xingyue City suddenly trembled, and a violent shaking ensued, the vast city seed to shake madly. Amidst the tremor of the void, countless birds and beasts fled in a panic, the scene resembling a chaotic stampede.
"Is this an earthquake?"
Di Jingfei and the other Spirit Coffin Sect disciples were all astonished.
"This is not an earthquake, it's the Pure Yang Nine Swords of the Supre Elder!"
The Sect Leader of Spirit Coffin Sect said solemnly.
Upon hearing this, everyone was collectively shocked.
Pure Yang Nine Swords?
Although many present did not personally witness the battle a hundred years ago, they had heard of it to so extent. This Pure Yang Nine Swords was precisely the move used by the Supre Elder in that battle a century ago.
This sword move transforms the body into a sword. Once executed, it reaches a state of utmost hardness and purity, a sword that won't stop unless it sees blood.
In other words, under this sword strike, either Ye Qingchen would be slain, or Ling Xiaozi would exhaust himself to death; there was no third possibility!
"The Supre Elder is staking everything to eliminate Ye Qingchen!"
The Sect Leader of Spirit Coffin Sect murmured.
And at this mont.
It was seen that amid the void, Ling Xiaozi stood between heaven and earth, showing no sign of exerting strength, as if integrating with the universe. His appearance beca increasingly youthful, transforming from a youth to a child, visibly revealing an innocence.
Mighty sword light gathered around him, nine blazing suns were suspended in the void.
"Is this swordsmanship?"
Within the city.
Countless people were horrified by it.
What a magnificent sight it was, nine heaven-shocking sword lights, like a long rainbow, reaching to the heavens, visible even from a hundred miles away. Swordsmanship of this level could already be considered an immortal's technique!
Luo Huan, Wei Ziping, and others were already pale with fright.
They never imagined.
That Ye Qingchen was facing such a terrifying entity, their hearts collectively sinking, unsure if Ye Qingchen could withstand this god-like blow.
However, the Spirit Coffin Sect mbers were full of confidence.
A hundred years ago.
Ling Xiaozi had already used this sword to consecutively cut down nine Celestial Saints. This sword had surpassed the ordinary, not sothing human power could match, let alone Ye Qingchen, even as strong as he was, was only at the Profound Core Ninth Heaven, how could he withstand this sword?
At this ti.
Ye Qingchen stared at the soaring Ling Xiaozi. The heaven-shocking Sword Qi made even him shudder with fear. But he, too, was a sword cultivator.
How could a sword cultivator fear?
On the contrary.
Under Ling Xiaozi's sword, Ye Qingchen's fighting spirit surged boundlessly.
"Good!"
He twirled his right hand, wielding the Netherworld Sword.
BOOM!
At this mont, Ye Qingchen's long hair rose, his garnts flapping loudly.
"Today, I will et your Pure Yang Nine Swords with the three styles of the Nine Separation Sword Manual!"
"First Style!"
"Heaven-Embracing Sword!"
Ye Qingchen twirled his right hand, gathering endless Sword montum in his palm. An inexplicable power of the sword seed to be rapidly condensing.
Ling Xiaozi said nothing.
He rely cast a profound glance at Ye Qingchen. By now, he had transford from a youth into a child, even an infant. Yet, his montum did not slow in the slightest; instead, it ascended to another peak.
As his arms stretched wide, the nine blazing suns surrounding him suddenly rged into one at this mont.
"Zheng!"
In that instant.
The nine lights rged into one, the sky-piercing Sword Qi tore the black clouds above Xingyue City to shreds. Ling Xiaozi himself rged into this sword, stepping forward abruptly with force.
Whoosh!
In an instant.
A heaven-shocking sword rainbow swept across the sky.
What a dazzling sword it was.
At that mont.
In everyone's eyes, the entire world seed to lose its color, leaving only this heaven-shaking sword. Like a river from the ninth heaven, like a Golden Crow spreading its wings, it seed impossible to behold directly with the naked eye.
BOOM!
And in the next instant, this sword already sliced through the void with incredible speed, roaring toward where Ye Qingchen stood.
At this mont.
Ye Qingchen's Heaven-Embracing Sword was finally prepared.
"Slash!"
He swung his hand.
The brilliance around him flashed, transforming into a crescent light. At this mont, as this sword was unleashed, the surrounding space seed to freeze, transforming into a vast Sword Domain.
Within this Sword Domain, all air was expelled, filled with Vast Sword Qi. Even a powerhouse at the Profound Core Ninth Heaven would be torn apart by the Sword Qi within.
"Bang!"
However.
This Sword Domain only sustained for the blink of an eye before it exploded on the spot.
"Cloud Sword!"
Ye Qingchen's eyes sharpened, grabbing with his right hand once more.
At this mont.
It seed as if a huge cloud hand descended from the heavens, seizing a sword, akin to an ancient god lifting a sword, transforming into a rainbow hundreds of ters long, crashing forward. With a 'dong', the two swords clashed in the void.
"Rumble!"
The seemingly soft Cloud Sword was condensed with all of Ye Qingchen's star power, easily enough to sever a mountain in half. However, Ling Xiaozi's Pure Yang Nine Swords were terrifying beyond asure.
Ye Qingchen's sword was actually shattered in mid-air!
However.
After breaking the Cloud Sword, the sword rainbow was weakened by thirty percent.
Yet, this sword still maintained its speed, roaring forth, aiming straight for Ye Qingchen's face. At this mont, Ye Qingchen could even feel the blade-like Sword Qi rushing toward him!
"Void Sword!"
Faced with this sword that seed to slay gods, Ye Qingchen's expression was solemn as he suddenly took a step.
"Boom!"
The entire ground shuddered violently.
And then.
Ye Qingchen's full head of long hair stood up like steel needles, his robes swirling, his montum surging once more, like an unsheathed Supre Divine Sword, exposed to the extre.
Zheng!
In the sight of all the shocked onlookers, Ye Qingchen flicked his right hand, sending the Netherworld Sword forward to face the descending sword rainbow.
Compared to this sword rainbow.
Ye Qingchen's Netherworld Sword was rely three feet seven inches, a difference of tens of thousands of tis.
Yet.
This sword unexpectedly cleaved into the sword rainbow, intercepting it in mid-air. However, the Netherworld Sword, after the battle in Abyssal Valley, was already filled with cracks and could not withstand such a fierce attack.
"Crack!"
In the eyes of all the shocked witnesses.
The sword rainbow shattered Ye Qingchen's Netherworld Sword, its violent energy tearing it to dust. With nothing left in its path, Ling Xiaozi's Pure Yang Nine Swords surged unhindered directly at Ye Qingchen.
In fact.
Ye Qingchen could already see Ling Xiaozi's resolute expression within the sword rainbow.
Rumble!
In the next mont.
A blast sounded abruptly.
Deep within everyone's pupils, they saw Ling Xiaozi's sword land in front of Ye Qingchen, erupting into a thunderous boom like thousands of bolts of lightning.
Throughout the entire world, nothing remained but this explosive, heaven-shocking brilliance.
A vast surge of powerful Qi burst from the center of the explosion, like a titanic tsunami, swiftly spreading toward the entire Xingyue City. Wherever the wind swept, countless pavilions instantly turned to ruins and dust, leaving nothing but desolation in its wake!
The entire center of Xingyue City was shrouded in an endless cloud of dust!
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